#the art tags are so inconsistent i cri

[something-tofightfor]

15 Questions

Thank you for tagging me last week - @grogusmum @quica-quica-quica @oonajaeadira and @miss-mandalorian - im sorry it took 8 years for me to respond! 

1. are you named after anyone?

I am not. My mom always told me that after 26 hours of back labor she didn’t care what my name was, and so she didn’t even spell it the correct way because she wrote really fast. I get called by my middle name a lot more than my first by my family anyway. 

2. when was the last time you cried?

About 20 minutes ago. (Have TLOU playing in the background) But the last time I actually cried for a reason that wasn’t media-related was on my birthday because I did my yearly tradition of listening to my voicemails from my dad. 

3. do you have kids?

I do not and never will. I am perfectly happy without them. 

4. do you use sarcasm a lot?

Sure do. If I’m not being sarcastic, you know there’s something wrong.

5. what’s the first thing you notice about people?

Posture. And I tend to look at people’s hands - don’t know why, it’s just always something that I’ve done.

6. what’s your eye color?

Blue! But they’re sort of a gray blue. 

7. scary movies or happy endings?

I haven’t ever seen a movie or show that has truly scared me - I wish I could find one. I *do* like happy endings, but know that they’re very unrealistic in a lot of scenarios - even though they’re fun to imagine. 

8. any special talents?

I am UNREASONABLY good at word puzzles and trivia games - Family Feud, Wheel of Fortune, Lingo, Jeopardy, bar trivia ... I retain ridiculously unnecessary amounts of general knowledge and pop culture trivia, and it’s always a shock to people.  

9. where were you born?

A hospital about 10 minutes from where I currently live. 

10: what are your hobbies?

Writing, reading, singing along to music loudly and off-key. Gardening. Live music. 

11. have you any pets?

A half Maine Coon / half Siamese cat named Neptune that is the literal light of my life, and a tabby cat named Beckett that lives with my sister because my dad stole her. 

12: what sports do you play/have you played?

The closest thing to a sport that I participate in is skiing. 

13: how tall are you?

5’6”

14. favorite subject in school?

I loved all of my writing courses. My senior year, I had four of them, two study halls, two art classes and both early dismissal and late arrival. I’d literally go to school, write and fuck around in the art room for 5.5 hours a day and then go home. It was great. 

15. dream job?

Someone needs to pay me to travel around and try new foods And if that isn’t going to happen, I would love to work on the continuity department for moves and TV ... because the amount of inconsistencies I’ve caught watching the shows and movies I love is staggering and I KNOW I could do better since I am obsessed with details. 

If you want to play, please feel free! So many people have already been tagged, I’m not sure who is left. 

[hotasfahrenheit]

i don't think i have 15 people to tag but i'll still answer these 15 questions and with answers that are probably way too long to make up for it 🌟

1. are you named after anyone?

not that i've ever been aware of, tho all three of my siblings -both younger and older- are named after family members or family friends. i've never heard a story about where my name comes from, so my assumption has always just been that it was chosen because mum's family was Polish Catholics (Mia is short for Maria but i'm very far from being anything other than a white girl)

2. when was the last time you cried?

it's Sunday today yeah? so probably like Thursday or Friday while having too many emotions about *something*. i am a giant crybaby and get emotional and cry about things all the time honestly so it's not that big of a deal when i do and not worth taking note of 🤣 Saturday i spent at work for 9 hours then immediately on a 7 hour road trip where i slept a bunch so no crying yesterday but before that it could have been any time really.

3. do you have kids?

only friends that i've adopted. going from the nickname Mia to lots of friends calling me Mama Mia was entirely too easy and i'll mom at them all 💖

4. what sports do you play/have you played?

the only time i've ever willingly been on a sports team was when i played youth soccer in elementary school, it was just teams of kids from mixed grades all from my school and we got free tshirts and there was an ice cream social at the end of the whole program and honestly those were my motivating factors for playing (and i was bad at it)

5. do you use sarcasm?

who me no never

6. what’s the first thing you notice about people?

their general attitude and vibe

7. what’s your eye color?

hazel, in the blue/grey/green variety, and they look like they change depending on what colours i'm wearing

8. scary movies or happy endings?

happy endings for sure, i will like... read plot synopsis of scary movies sometimes but i don't like watching them, my brain is too visual and repetitive and scenes get stuck in my head and it's not fun

9. any talents?

lots of general art things, like i can draw some and sew things and do leatherwork etc etc.

10. where were you born?

in the northeast United States but i moved away long ago

11. what are your hobbies

playing video games, listening to kpop, watching Asian media, LARPing, making things primarily for LARP stuff

12. do you have any pets?

an elderly gentleman bastard cat, Xanatos, and a trash gremlin cattle dog known commonly as Poops

13. how tall are you?

taller than my sisters and my mother but shorter than my father

14. favorite subject in school?

well i have a bachelor's degree in literature with a minor in history so those

15. dream job

theoretically i was doing that for a while where i was working for myself making things (sewing, doing applique, dyeing fabric, doing some leatherwork, etc) on commission, but i struggle with self and time management, plus my income was incredibly inconsistent and variable so my bills just weren't getting paid. so really i guess a dream version of that would be one where i was getting paid better and had the ability to stay on task 🤣🤣

thanks for tagging me, @callipigio 💖 i think most people i would tag already have been so if you see this and wanna do it and you haven't been, pretend i tagged you and do it anyway 🌟

[unrestrainedbalderdash]

Are you named after anyone? No, although I do have an OC called Buddy, the Dreaded Dog of Death before I picked that name who I forgot about

When was the last time you cried? Came very close to crying last Thursday, also quite close yesterday when I saw the internet slandering Starlings but then college shenanigans cheered me up

Do you have kids? Unless you count my little Lego babies, nope

Do you use sarcasm? Used to use it a lot, then stopped, I'm using it a little more now

What sports do you play/have you played? I guess chess counts? Used to do karate?

What's the first thing you notice about people? Hair as well, first day of college I only recognised people based on the hair colour

Scary movies or happy endings? Happy endings definitely. I'm a little coward and I want happiness

Any special talents? I'm pretty good at composing music. I sometimes have lucid dreams, and in my dreams I've touched (eg: hugging and handholding) the Riddler almost 150 times (yes I have a leaderboard to keep track) but I'm pretty inconsistent and going through a bit of a dry spell at the moment

Where were you born? Hospital

What are your hobbies? Birding, art, reading comics, LEGO. (Also read the top one which reminded me of Sims and CC making as well (I keep hyperfixating on a character and then making so much CC for them))

Do you have any pets? No, but I do want to touch a bird

How tall are you? A bit over 5"9' I think?

Favourite school subject? High school was Music and English. In College, 2D Animation, I did like learning Anatomy when we did it but it wasn't as chill

Dream Job? Artist, make comics, self-employed (although if DC had a good writer doing the Riddler then I would definitely want to draw for it)

Eye colour? Blue

@ponfarrtimeatthevulcannightclub (feel free to not I'm just tagging you since I know you like tag games but if I ever tag you in too much feel free to ignore) and anyone else who wants to :)

15 questions for 15 mutuals

❤️ Thanks for the tag, @descendantdragfi, @obscurus-noctem and @fluttereyes  ❤️

1. Are you named after anyone? Not directly, but my mother chosed a name of  a british singer she liked when she was living in UK, years before my birth. The singer was already completely forgotten when I was born though. :p

2. When was the last time you cried? Full tears, I don’t remember, but last week, I had really teary eyes reading a journalist I was follwing on Twitter was dead.

3. Do you have kids? No.

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot? To me, to life, quite often, though I’m probably more ironic than sarcastic, but  not to others, it can be hurting. Yep, I’m a soft heart. :p

5. What sports do you play/have you played? Gosh, none, I’ve always hated sport (and it’s mutual). I walk and do yoga alone, but I don’t consider that as sports.

6. What’s the first thing you notice about other people? Actually it depends on who are these people, where we are, and why I meet them!

7. Scary movies or happy endings? Happy endings can quickly run on my nerves, so scary movies (but they can run on my nerves too! :D)

8. Any special talents? Nope, absolutley none. I can’t even move my eyebrows in a funny way or whatever useless talent, so let’s not talk about outstanding ones!

9. Where were you born? Paris, France.

10. What are your hobbies? Huuuuh, would you believe it if I’d say Sims and CC making? :D Also baking and gardening (though that last one is more something I do because I want to eat healthy vegetables, not because I have a passion for gardening). And reading!

11. Do you have any pets? No

12. How tall are you? 1,78 m

13. Fave subject in school? It used to be literature but it would be history nowadays.

14. Dream job? Not needing to work would be my dream life. Then, a dream job? :/ 15. Eye colour? Blue.

Tagging (I tried to pick people who haven’t replied already, sorry if you did in the meanwhile! ;D Also, feel free to ignore, as usual!): @tragicpixel, @treason-and-plot, @tsims, @camisulsul, @nessysims, @grandelama, @eisfee, @pixelbots, @lilidebergerac, @simlicious, @laurademelza, @simsaralove, @kimmiessimmies, @pancakebobs, @theplumdot

[agshenb]

RFA Valentines Week Day 1! (lmao im still single af) 

So I intended to just draw the RFA as Pokemon Trainers …. and I came with an entire AU. Oops. Anyways. 

Yoosung’s pokemon team: 

Decidueye: The moment Rowlet did its little dance he was in love. 

Starmie: Yoosung found a shiny one and bOI was he excited

Togekiss: He hatched it as a Togepi when he was 5

Mimikyu: I am 100% convinced that this adorable baby drifted into Yoosung’s room and he didn’t want to make it leave. 

“BUT MOM, IT JUST WANTS TO BE LOVED IM NOT GONNA MAKE IT LEAVE IF IT FEELS SAFE HERE” 

Minior (Green): Very self explanatory. 

Latias: Yoosung visited Southern Island and Latias came to him because it was drawn to his aura of kindness. 

to be fair who wouldn’t 

(Yoosung keeps his Pokemon in Cherish Balls because he loves them very much) 

| yoosung | unknown | 707 | zen | jaehee |

[jothriku]

stuff from the past few days...the second one is based off of this image & was madi’s idea ;u;

💙pls click for better quality💙

[robininthelabyrinth]

MDZS Prompt: In Chinese mythology, the Dragon's Gate is located at the top of a waterfall cascading from a legendary mountain. If a carp successfully makes the jump, it becomes a dragon.

sequel to dragon NHS (also on ao3)

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There were places where humans were not, and have never been, welcome.

It was more than just a feeling – the rocks reached out to trip your feet, hoping to break your neck; the trees lashed out with branches and refused to burn when cut, hoping to see you freeze; the clear water abruptly turned polluted if it even suspected you wanted to drink.

And then there was the weather.

Nie Mingjue staggered when the heavenly lightning arced down towards him for the countless time. It was almost as if it realized that simply giving warning blows wasn’t enough, escalated to strikes with murderous intentions, and then to its frustration realized that it wasn’t as easy to kill him.

At least, not by hitting him with lightning.

Nie Mingjue rubbed his neck, where the scars of Jin Guangyao’s treatment of him still remained – it was uncomfortable, having a weak point like that, especially one that was so obvious, but he supposed it was better than the alternative of still being dead.

In fact, this entire trip was only possible courtesy of the toughness of his resurrected body, courtesy of Wei Wuxian’s only somewhat voluntary assistance. He’d tried to apologize later, but Wei Wuxian had only cried from laughter until he nearly choked himself to death – apparently, hearing Nie Mingjue refer to his little brother turning into a gigantic dragon in order to threaten people into doing as he wanted as being “in a snit” was all the payment he required.

The Yiling Patriarch was a very strange man, Nie Mingjue decided, and side-stepped the next bout of lightning.

The only problem with being a fierce corpse was that it depended on resentment – and for all that Nie Mingjue’s temper was notorious, it was more like fireworks, burning bright but swift, than it was long-lasting; unless he was continuously stimulated, he would be more inclined to forgive than hold a grudge.

(He shouldn’t have forgiven Jin Guangyao.)

But his enemies were dead now, the author of his demise thoroughly destroyed in his name; there was very little to be resentful about. Nie Mingjue was not Wen Ning, who kept his grievances hidden so deeply inside his heart that even he himself did not know them; he was too straightforward for that. His resentments in life were slowly being relieved, one by one, and when they were gone there would be nothing to keep him from entering the cycle of reincarnation.

Nothing to keep him here, by Nie Huaisang’s side.

And that was intolerable.

Nie Huaisang might be a dragon, his life longer than most cultivators; he might have access to that secret place where the Nie dragons retreated; he might be perfectly capable of executing a decade-long revenge plan – in the end, he was still Nie Mingjue’s little brother.

No one would be allowed to cause him pain, least of all Nie Mingjue himself.

And so he’d come here, to this forbidden place, and braced himself for the agony of the journey.

He’d been travelling for days already, maybe weeks – it was getting hard to tell. Fierce corpses, conscious or not, did not feel pain in the same way, but pain was still quite possible; he’d been burned and stabbed and bludgeoned, he’d been attacked by purification in the same way he’d once attacked corpses himself, and it all hurt exactly as much as he’d thought it would.

He wished he could have brought Baxia with him. She wouldn’t have put up with this nonsense.

But this was something he had to do alone.

He had nothing with him but the clothing on his back, the familiar clothing of the Nie Sect Leader he no longer was, and even that was being slowly ripped apart and peeled away from him as he climbed.

His fingers were in agony as he gripped rocks that turned cutting edges against him, his teeth were gritted as the water sprayed down at him in full force, and he did not let anything deter him.

He would get to the top of this fucking waterfall.

He’d say that he’d do it or die trying, but he was already dead. Failure was therefore not an option.

“There is a type of immortality in reincarnation, you know,” the woman’s voice said in his ear again. “You are already existing beyond the fated span of your life – why not enjoy the time you have left, and then move on to try again? Why force yourself to stay in a body that cannot eat, cannot drink, cannot live?”

“I was never much of a glutton,” Nie Mingjue said back, ignoring the way the water tried to drown him. He was a fierce corpse, he didn’t actually need oxygen; the way his lungs strained and his mind panicked was only the memory of a prior life. “Or much of a lecher. A half-life is fine, if I can accompany my brother to live a full one.”

“You’re very stubborn,” she sighed.

Nie Mingjue bared his teeth. “My sworn brother once said that he tried everything he could to tempt me – women, liquor, riches, art, calligraphy, antiques, fine tea – and failed. You’re going to need to try harder.”

“What if your next reincarnation could be guaranteed as auspicious? Your conduct was upright and righteous throughout your life, and even after death – you would be born into a family that loved you, with divine talent for cultivation and all the resources you could think of. You would have the opportunity to break your way into the heavens.”

“And if I accepted that, I would be worthy only of being reborn as a pig fit for slaughter,” Nie Mingjue said. “I already had that life: my family loved me, my talent was not bad, my resources extensive. And in the end the only part of it that ever mattered was my father, who I avenged, and my brother, who avenged me. I am already decided – go away, Baoshan Sanren. Don’t you have your own chicks to worry about?”

She was silent for a moment, as if surprised that he’d identified her.

He’d suspected it from the first moment he saw her, the beautiful and arrogant Zhuque – the vermillion bird of heaven, come down to watch him as he climbed this mountain, this waterfall. He didn’t know why, but it suddenly all seemed to make sense: who else would rescue children only to release them? What else could explain the inconsistencies of time, where little Xiao Xingchen could remember Wei Wuxian’s mother as his shijie even though she’d died long before the time he should have been born?

Why else would all of her children be tagged with such terrible luck?

“What if this hurts your brother?” she suddenly said, abrupt in her question. “You know the doom that has befallen each of my disciples once they leave my nest – what if this is more of the same? What if having you by his side is enough to doom him?”

“Have to hope for the best,” Nie Mingjue said briefly. He’d considered it, of course, and the idea worried him – he was going against the heavens here, and it wouldn’t be too much to think that they’d seek revenge beyond merely inconveniencing him with some lightning. It was a risk. But he’d never stopped from taking the course of action he thought was right simply because of risk. “If fate turns against us, we can cross that bridge when we reach it – why worry now?”

He’d always been called a straightforward man, and it had irritated Jin Guangyao beyond words whenever it turned out to be true – it seemed Baoshan Sanren had some of the same instincts, because she huffed and tossed her head, the beautiful fiery plumage streaming in the wind.

“Stop making me like you,” she said, her voice querulous. “I’m supposed to be stopping you.”

Nie Mingjue grinned. “It’s not going to happen. No matter what you offer or threaten – as I told you, I decided long ago that I would do this. Aren’t I a cultivator? To cultivate is to fight against the heavens, to seek your own fate. This is the fate I’ve chosen. I will not be dissuaded.”

His hand, which had been steadily reaching above him, finding a rock, and pulling his body up after, reached up again and abruptly hit nothing but air.

Nie Mingjue squinted up but could not see anything; the haze from the waterfall was too much. He reached again, stubborn, and this time he found that there wasn’t any rock above him – but there was further out.

He’d reached the top. There was no more to climb.

The only way forward was to leap.

“Good luck,” Baoshan Sanren said. “I hope you make it.”

Nie Mingjue didn’t hesitate.

(Far away in Gusu, Wei Wuxian looked up at the sky and said, “Oh shit now there’s two of them,” but when Lan Wangji asked what he’d meant, he realized that he had no idea.)

[curekibouka-writing]

Words of Blessing (Heartcatch one-shot) (the last one disappeared from the tags ;~;)

A/N: I received a cover art from @nessart​ for this fanfic, and it is absolutely amazing and I know I need to put it in my fic, it would be an insult if I didn’t. BUT THEN TUMBLR TAGS REFUSED TO WORK WHEN I ADD IN THE IMAGES SO LIKE I GOTTA MAKE A WHOLE NEW POST INSTEAD OF JUST REBLOGGING-- *sigh* full image at the end of the post, feast your eyes upon it and take in the beauty and talent of this artist

This is set soon after Cologne’s death.

*This fic is also on FF.net and Quotev.

“Good morning, Cologne.”

“Good morning, Moonlight.”

She said and he replied, as if it was an instinctive reaction part of their daily routine as their mornings unfurl. For three long years, every single day, they woke up to the sight of each other, starting their day pleasantly...

Until that was no longer the truth.

Until they were no longer in the same world, no longer living in the same reality at the same time, until she was no longer able to see, hear, touch, or sense him.

Yuri hazily sat up and took a glance at her pillow, as well as a glance at her memories. Something was missing. He was missing. Missing. Gone. Dead. She flopped down onto the bed again, gazing at the ceiling as her view slowly became blurry with accumulating tears.

And he who witnessed all this, who witnessed her breaking down every day, had already tried numerous futile times to call out to her, to lay on her head and whisper to her gentle words, to bring her solace, to wipe away her tears because she didn’t deserve to suffer a single ounce of despair anymore.

He floated over and sat down on her bed with his back leaning against her right hand, pretending that nothing was out of the ordinary, pretending that he had a body and nerves so that he could feel her temperature and her occasional trembles.

This torture was brought upon her because of his choices and his actions, therefore it was his responsibility to sit through all her cries, her apologies, her screams and her pleas.

Eventually she realised that time would not wait for her, and that the day was beginning with or without her. She exited the secrecy of her room, but maintained the secrecy with her well-trained facade, far too afraid of letting someone else be burdened with the pain she thought was her own problem.

Once, he had not been a ‘someone else’. Once, she had been willing to open her heart to him and him alone. She had been willing to let him shoulder her predicaments with her. She had shown him her weaknesses because she had trusted him to accept her as someone who was not perfect in every aspect.

Once, they had been a part of each other.

Or perhaps, they still were.

Cologne knew her well. He knew his death wrenched her heart apart. It was not an exaggeration, it was simply the truth he observed.

But ultimately, he was satisfied.

To a fairy, their partner was their entire world. From the moment he had cursed her with the obligation of defending the Earth and its inhabitants, he had sworn his life to her as well, it was the least he could do after forcing this fate onto her. His sole purpose since birth had been to trust her, the partner he had chosen.

His death did not contradict his purpose. His death gave her a future. It was a sensible decision which bore desirable results. Nothing could please him more than the fact that she was unharmed. She was living properly, and that was enough for him.

.

.

.

As if.

He knew full well that his death did not save her.

She was crying right in front of his eyes, and yet he could not reach her. She was in so much grief, and yet he could not soothe her. She was falling apart, and yet he could not be there to put every fragment of her back together.

That evening, like many before it, her facade crumbled to dust as soon as she returned to the secrecy of her room, too shaken to hold back her tears anymore, and yet too exhausted to shed them. She only sank to the floor, digging her nails into her opposite arms, letting out inconsistent wails.

Oh how agonising it was to see her like this. As a Precure, she gave everything for the sake of this world. He always thought that she deserved all the happiness life could possibly offer in return, so how could he ever forgive himself for ruining it?

In silence, he once again sat down by her side.

As her tears rose victorious in a battle of dominance against her exhaustion, he turned to look at her and began, “Don’t cry...” only to avert his eyes once more, “...is not what I would say.

“You’ve always been a crybaby, you know? So go on and cry to your heart’s content, and I’ll be here, somewhere, watching over you.”

Although every drop of tear pierced through his soul like a shard of ice. So cold, so merciless — perhaps perfect for he who took away all the joy she deserved — he still swore to stay here. For he still believed in her strength, he still believed in a day when her gorgeous white lilies would bloom again.

And he longed to be the first to see it.

He knew she couldn’t hear him, but he continued this silence blessing of his, “I know you can move on from your past, you can move on from me. Because one day, you won’t need me anymore. You’ll grow stronger yet, and make me prouder yet, with someone else who trusts you and loves you and speaks to you all the words I wish I can.”

He prayed. Not really sure who he was praying to, perhaps the many imaginary entities dubbed ‘Gods’ by the humans. He prayed for someone to come to her, someone who could do more than dying for her, someone who could live for her and stay by her side forever to collect each and every drop of her tears, then put them up on the night sky so that one day they would shine as stars beside her when her long overdue smile returns.

It pained him to wait, but what choice did he have?

Another night in which she slumbered in the cradle of sorrow. When day breaks, surely it would be another day in which she inadvertently calls out his name, still unable to let go.

Even so, he laid down on the side of her pillow, whispering, “Sweet dreams.”

Because those words of blessing were the only gift he could offer her right now.

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The End

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Some things end with death, some last. Some things are beautiful, some hurt, some are both.

[hopeless-eccentric]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Penumbra Podcast Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Lord Arum & The Keep (Penumbra Podcast) Characters: Lord Arum (Penumbra Podcast), The Keep (Penumbra Podcast) Additional Tags: Second Citadel (Penumbra Podcast), Character Study, also i think i just wrote a character study about a tree, i did a lot of research for this and by that i mean i looked at pictures of baby lizards and cried, Mild Hurt/Comfort, brief mention of concussions, kind of a kidfic?, lizardling fic?, hatchling fic?, it's cute i promise Summary:

This creature, brought forth from the impossible and destined to live an impossible life would be many things to the Keep. He would be its guardian and researcher, as so many of the Keep’s creations had been. However, as magic had a tendency to be inconsistent, the Keep could only hope that this time, its creation might be a friend.

Adding my disclaimer here: I am not the first to feature this particular itty bitty lizard in my work, as I've seen it discussed on tumblr before, so make sure to check out the art by @partstars and @peepeethepissking !! 

[bolbianddolanhouse]

Book 3 FAQ!

Need to catch up? Heres all the previous FAQs 1 * 2 Heres the master post of all three books 1 * 2 * 3

Wow...you would think that with the whole pandemic that I’d get these chapters out faster. But alas this year got the best of me too. I’ve been a lil vulnerable in the tags with y’all and the check-in messages really touched me. So thank you very much to everyone that has checked up on me and enjoyed the chapters! I appreciate all of you :3 So lets roll out the questions!

Q: Who is Iwata based off? A: Iwata is based off my self-insert, which is also me. I know that sounds a lil narcissistic but it’s that real life reference that you’re a spitting image of your parent. Iwata was designed to look and act very similar to his mother based off that. What made him a little more original and not a copy of my self-insert is the tropes I added. I mirrored the trope of that of the relationship between Steven and his mom in Steven Universe; where he adored, then hated but then came to terms that he is not his mom but someone better. A whole journey of self-discovery and self-worth.

Q: The representation is amazing! How did you come up with these queer characters? A: Glad you liked them! Like I’ve said in previous FAQs and in the tags, all these characters were dreamt and I just build upon them in writing. So yes, most of my characters were created queer in my dreams but I make them more in depth by setting up how they discovered they’re queer. I did a bit of research on coming out stories and self-discovery epiphanies to have these characters more relatable so a fellow queer reader feels seen in a way. There’s already too much hetero works out there, I just want to gay it up in a respectful way. 

Q: The culture mixing is really good and consistent, how do you do it? A: For starters, I am latina. But the culture mixing stems from my knowledge about other cultures through language. I’ve been studying Japanese for almost a decade now and Chinese for about 4 years, so it’s no surprise that I’m referencing them in my work. Maybe what I depict isn’t what other half-Japanese half-Latinx families do, but it’s what I’d do if I started such a family. Plus there’s some overlap within those cultures and it makes it easy to put into writing.

Q: So. much. drama! Why is this book more dramatic than the previous two? A: Book 3 is were main on-going plot gets picked up more and shows signs of resolution. In book 2, it was to focus on not only Lili and the family dynamic but to remind the reader that life moved on with little resolve for the self-insert character. Iwata has a HUGE role in the resolution but in his own special way. And I’m not saying the answer is love...but it’s leaning there. 

Q: You reference specific food and snacks in this AU/ what are your favorite Cheetos? A: Like I said, I’m latina! Of course I write in the food of my home culture. Mainly the home cooked meals my mom would make for me and my siblings. It might not seem like much to the reader, but those simple meals add to the narrative of being home and traditions that help them embrace their mixed heritage. The reference of Cheetos are all over this AU because they’re my favorite hot chip. Naturally, my favorite Cheetos are the Hot con Límon with chamoy. 

Q: Love that there’s no canon character deaths in this book so far, but are there any major deaths planned? A: Just one but it’s not a tragic, hero fallen type death. It’s a natural death but it’s gonna be a tear jerker. That death won’t come until the WAY end of this AU, so I’m not gonna spoil anything yet.

Q: Can’t believe you predicted Dabi’s true identity. A: It was obvious tho. I didn’t really predict anything canon if you’re an anime only for BNHA. In this AU (without spoiling too much) there’s no Endeavor redemption and Dabi doesn’t cause that big drama on live TV. So if you’re an Endeavor hater like me, you’re gonna love what I have in store for them in the next book!

Q: I love Tenya being a dad and loving husband in this AU! Will we see more dad moments? A: Glad you like those snippets of dad Tenya! I love writing them for my own indulgence since there isn’t enough love for this character in the fandom. Plus I see a whole lot of consistent readers are Iida-stans and that makes me want to write more married fluff whenever I can.

Q: Beizu is best boi/Who is Beizu based off of? A: Beizu is the genius trope in this book. I made his character a more chill version of his mom but with that ‘who is my dad’ trope. Beizu is part of a trio that’s to mirror the agent trio of Ita, Jin and Mimi. The third member is yet to be revealed but they’re a BIG plot device in the coming book. But Beizu is one of my favorite OCs, maybe I’ll do a ranking of my OCs when everyone is introduced. 

Q: The villains and Hawks plot has me SHOOK! What’s going to happen to hero society when this case gets solved? A: Without spoiling it, the truth is going to expose the corrupt higher ups in hero society. The kids in the household has a part in taking down hero society as well but in their own, special way. Iwata has the biggest part in closing the case (but it’s spoiler if I say how), Lili and twins help tearing down minor things like education systems and laws. I will say though, the case gets resolved after the trio retires because Ita gets to return to America and found an heir to the company before they could draw to a conclusion. Which is a happy ending at the end of the storyline, no major deaths!

Q: Confirmed weddings? A: Yes :) because Lili and Iwata deserve good things and love. The twins have it easy in the coming book. Lili’s comes first and Iwata’s comes later than expected (can’t say why yet, gotta keep reading :3). I guess I can say that all of them get married but Lili’s and Iwata’s are the only queer ones. All the spouses that marry into the family take the Iida name, so Lili and Hanaka don’t change family names when they get married! Y’all already know those wedding chapters are gonna be lavish and take up most of the chapter, you’ll love them.

Q: But are the kids Joji stans? A: Oh jeez...they are the same way we like 80′s music. It’s pleasant to listen to but kinda cringe when you see your parents dance to it. I don’t really portray it, but the family digital library has all of Joji’s music in a playlist called ‘Sad hours Soundtrack’. If you ask Mr Muffins 2.0 who last listened to the playlist, they’ll snitch who and how many times it has been looped. That’s how Tenya knows who needs cheering up.

Q: I love the little references to their childhood, what else can you tell us about their pre-book childhood? A: As I said a few times in the tags, I cut a ton of stuff that isn’t relevant to the plot. Most of it was their childhood and how they manifested their quirks. Lili really liked to scream before she learned to talk, a very fast learner and at 3 years old got her engine quirk and later that year showed signs of a second quirk. Iwata was very quiet child, hardly cried or gets upset but latched on to mom a lot. His first words were in Spanish but struggled a bit with Japanese before entering kinder. Tensei was born first, then Hanaka followed 10 minutes later. Hanaka’s fire quirk manifested after the first breast feeding when she was getting burped by mom in the hospital. Mom likes to believe Tensei came out first to warn everybody that Hanaka can breathe fire. Tensei didn’t manifest his metal quirk until the age of 7, making him a very late bloomer. Though very different in personalities, Hanaka and Tensei get along and get very creative when it’s playtime. Up until the age of 5, mom would place Hanaka in kindling to get the BBQ grill or bonfire started. Hanaka has been known to randomly burst into flames as a baby, so Tensei had to sleep in a different crib for his safety. Tensei spent more time reading as a child because everyone was focused on managing Hanaka’s flames, thus making him a very studious boy.

Q: Not an AU question, but how are you doing?/ We don’t mind waiting for the chapters! Please take your time. A: I’ve been getting check ins and validation in my asks for the inconsistent schedule. Too many things came at me this year, both good and bad. I was doing well in speech and debate that I went to nationals and prepared myself for some serious competition, leaving no time to do chapters. Then I fell in and out of depressive episodes during lockdown where I’m from. In the summer my grandmother passed away from the virus in Mexico, then my beloved dog Mr Muffins passed away of old age. Those deaths hurt me and my family the most that I was having a hard time trying to cope plus trying to be responsible by adhering to CDC guidelines (I’m in the immune-comprised group). In my want to get over my grief, I trained and received my certificate in ordained ministry (yea I know that’s not the best first step, but I just needed to feel like I’ve achieved something being cooped up at home). I’ve very grateful that theres some readers that see the tags and check up on me. All your kind words gives me a little strength to write and finish every chapter at my pace.

Q: More art please? A: Yes :3 I have one coming up real soon! After the end of this book is where I’ll be releasing some art as a sort of place holder.

Q: Is the the estate drama eluding to the ending? A: Yup! And it will show up every now and then in the next book.

Q: This is a really good self insert AU! There’s complexity to your character and others...how do you write these interactions/relationships really close to actual ones? A: Thanks for the complement :3 When I first started this AU, I was in the middle of my semester of a creative writing course. Near the end of book 2 was when I finished the course work for it and by then you could see the progression in writing. ALSO, I’m a communications major as well! Writing these relationships and other social things were things that I remembered learning in my interpersonal communications class. I was a bit on fence on whether or not to start this AU because I didn’t think my writing skill was at all that good. With some encouragement from my classmates and friends, I pushed myself to write this whole AU out. I don’t plan on stopping until I finish the storyline, plus I hate leaving things unfinished.

And that wraps up this FAQ! Hopefully I got everyone’s questions since most were check-ins for me. But expect the last chapter for book 3 in the next few days. After Book 3, I’m going on a lil hiatus until the end of February. I have so many life events happening in the upcoming weeks that I’m gonna need time to recharge before resuming this AU. Y’all know I bounce back as promised, in the meantime, I have some art things queued to remind y’all that Book 4 is in the works. Only 2 more books to go! Thanks again for reading and I’ll talk you y’all again later in the tags~

-Love, Palma-sama

P.S. Heres the end of Book 3 for your connivence :3 other links are at the top of this post! 

[thatlongspringnight]

Learning the Hard Way (Jungkook/Reader)

@suzuchim MY FRIEND idk why but I feel like I need to tag you in this (I know exactly why, enjoy some nearly smut) 

@katie-de-lune tagged because this idea wouldn’t exist without you, lol. 

Just some good old fashion school au with Tutor!Reader and sub!Jungkookie. 

"How are you supposed to learn if I'm inconsistent?" a subtle purr that made him twitch, writhing under your hand.

"B-But, I haven't gotten one wrong yet, please." A gasp, his bottom lip ruddy from his teeth. You tutted your tongue, slowing your strokes. He bucked his hips, chasing the feeling of your touch, nearly begging for more. “This is my first mistake. I won’t do it again, I swear-“

Your nails grazed the base of his cock making him whimper, falling silent under your warning touch.

"I was going to go easy on you, but you're feeling cheeky tonight, aren’t you?”

“Nooooonaaaa.” He was whining, pure and simple, those big doe eyes searching yours for any shred of hesitance.

Well he wouldn’t get any today.

“No cumming till you get this section right, no mistakes. If you break the rule, you'll be punished worse.” The flush on his cheeks darkened, his well-built thighs tensing as you danced your nails over them. You tossed him a bone, a soft smirk on your lips. “If it is too much for you just say the safe word.”

His eyes darkened.

Jungkook did love a challenge.

“That isn’t the proper spelling.” You gestured at his handwriting, the ruler in your hand grazing the paper. “You missed this one last time too, you know.” You felt the flesh of his back tense and ripple as you rested your head there, an intimate gesture that in theory was soothing, but you could tell he was nearly writhing in anticipation.

You let your teeth graze his supple skin, knowing full well you would be leaving a bruise, angry and purple, behind.

He made a sound, a whimper, pressing closer to your mouth, trying to chase the pain.

Smack.

The sound was sharp, unmuffled by clothing as you brought the ruler down against the flesh of his thigh. He cried out, the sound a whine through his gritted teeth, his cock twitched, chest flushed with desire.

You brought it down again, then a third time.

“For every time you got the answer wrong.” You whispered into his sweat soaked skin, relishing his whimpers and moans as he tried to keep your attention.

“you’re so noisy, what a brat.” You teased, leaning down to press a kiss to his stomach, another to his hips, letting your teeth make their home there.

He was putty underneath you, limp and pretty, staring you with this mesmerizing eyes.

“You should hit me again.” He breathed. “I deserve more.”

Sweat-soaked and panting, his normally wide eyes were fluttered shut, dark lashes brushing against his flushed skin.

You sat up, lightly brushing your fingertips against his skin, tracing designs as you connected the dots of his freckles, the beautiful canvas of his body littered with love bites and glaring red marks where your nails had dug into his skin.

He whined, a pitiful whimper, at your movement, eyes half-opening in an attempt to woo you back to his side.

“What’re you doing?”

“I’m getting a towel.” You reached over, tweaking his nipple, relishing the way his body trembled under your touch. “You made a mess.”

“Ngh, but- “ He reached out, hand grabbing your wrist. You were reminded of his strength, the muscles of his body flexing as he moved.

He looked like art. “Noona, please just stay with me a little bit longer.”

“Yah, Jungkookie, you act like I’m going to leave you.” You tutted your tongue, sliding your fingers through his damp hair in a comforting motion. “I’ll be right back to clean you up.”

He held fast. Tugging you closer, till you were nearly on top of him against, till your nose pressed against his own, captivated by the stars in his eyes.

“I love you.” The words slip easily from him, like he meant them, like he’s said them a hundred times before.

You stare, lips parting in surprise as he pressed his mouth against your own, a messy situation of teeth and tongue, his hands pressing indents into your hips.

“I love you too.” You finally manage, resting your forehead against his, heart nearly melting at the way relief floods his features. “More than anything.” You kissed his forehead. “More than anyone, I love you Jeon Jungkook.”

[soullistrations]

okay, @mithrilwren, since you expressed interest, here it is! (no need to respond--it’s just late and days later, so I figured you’d like to know)

my reactions to ep9 below the cut. spoilers, obviously.

Full disclosure before i go on: I read a spoiler that led me to believe finn was going to die in this one, so basically everything we got was an improvement to what i was expecting going in. The only other thing i knew was that KMT was criminally underused, as well. Other than that, blank slate with incredibly low expectations

I loved the theme of not being alone. It was heavy handed, sure, but the fact that each of the core trio started the film believing they were alone in some way (rey’s “i can’t feel them”, isolating herself bc she believes no one understands; finn’s “I thought i was the only one”; poe saying that last time they asked for help, no one came), and then each of them finds out they’re NOT, UGH let me tell you I cried. Actually, i started crying when Jannah mentioned her stormtrooper call sign, and basically didn’t stop crying after that. I’m just a sucker for that trope, y’all.

on that note, though, finn’s ‘believing he was alone’, like many other things with finn, could have been better executed/more obvious before the actual conversation with jannah--even just a mention in a previous scene, like rey and poe had, would make the parallel stronger

also, finn saying “you don’t understand, not like leia and I do”--I’m simultaneously so happy that we HAVE FORCE SENSITIVE FINN and so frustrated that it...didn’t go anywhere? i’ve had a couple days to think about it, and it’s so exciting, so vindicating that finn is force-sensitive, but at the same time, he only used those powers to sense when rey was in danger, but never once got the chance to help her out in those instances--or help himself out! Could you imagine how cool like a “danger-sense” thing on the battlefield would be? A half-second shot that shows that his connection to the force is more than just ‘Rey fell down a well!’ I can’t help but wonder what would have happened if rian johnson hadn’t nerfed finn’s storyline in tlj--would we have gotten more development of force-sensitive finn if there was more time for that development?

I get the sense that this is an incredibly new realization to him in tros, even though we’ve been seeing the evidence since ep7. I just want a scene where he got to tell rey. or something even more explicit then “how do you know?” “a feeling.”

but also, can you hear han solo screaming “that’s not how the force works!” from the afterlife, even as finn proves that that is, in fact, how the force works?

But looping back around to ‘you don’t understand, not like leia and I do”--HOW does finn understand? What is he feeling from the force? what pulls him? what does he notice? He can clearly sense both rey and kylo (even if neither of them can sense him....), but what else? Did he and leia talk about it when rey refused to talk to him about it? did leia sense something in him, but wanted him to come to her? was he going to tell leia after he told rey, but then never got the chance? there is so much wasted potential here, guys, and i know they were trying to tell some story about palpatine and skywalker bloodlines righting the wrongs of their ancestors or whatnot but....why bring in force sensitive finn and not give him that connection? why not do something other than just go “he’s got it! the force! yup!” and leave it at that? it would have been so EASY to do more! ESPECIALLY if tlj hadn’t had some half-assed rehash of finn’s emotional journey from tfa instead of like, a logical continuation of his character.

(can you guess my favorite character, guys?)

BUT REALLY, others have talked about it more eloquently than me, but finn deserved a more central role, because he is the emotional core of the movie. and has the most compelling backstory and character trajectory (that is sadly ignored). and is clearly positioned as a foil to kylo ren, but then NEVER GETS TO BE THAT FOIL after that first fight in ep7.

but seriously did you see that hug at the end? with finn in the middle, on the verge of tears, holding onto the two people he’s been trying to keep safe for the whole film? I’m gonna cry again.

poe and rey sniping at each other was very ‘i’m closer to finn’ ‘no i’m closer’ ‘finn take my side’ like did you see how rey looked when finn agreed with poe in that first scene? they figured it out eventually, but it was....unexpectedly great to see the growing pains in that relationship.

More things, unrelated (or less related) to Finn:

KMT deserved better.

Carrie Fisher’s lines were really shoehorned in in some of those scenes. The “be optimistic” line? That was a REACH. I know they’re working with what they’ve got but sheesh. 

I may be one of the few people that did not enjoy Adam Driver’s choice of loose, almost flippant body language once he Decided to be Good. The way he shrugs when he comes face to face with the Knights of Ren? It was annoying. I thought that, even though he was trying to change, he shouldn’t have dropped the intensity Kylo Ren has had up to this point. It just...rides the line of being a completely different character, and that’s not fair to the narrative. because ben solo is not a different character. ben solo is kylo ren, and he killed his dad and committed multiple genocides. you don’t just like...shrug and huff and smile in life or death combat because you decided to toss your emosaber into the ocean.

other than that, i didn’t think that kylo ren’s ending was bad. giving his life to atone for his original sin? Resurrecting the future of the jedi after massacring all hope of a future for the jedi so long ago? and then promptly dying and not kissing anyone? i thought it was poetic. and let me tell you i’ve never been a fan of kylo, and i don’t think he was redeemed in this act, or absolved of his crimes. and yes i’m staying out of the main tag and have no idea what others are saying, but i thought it was a fitting end.

also....say what you will about the force bond, but that moment with the lightsaber? was undeniably awesome.

(okay okay, i was talking to my husband later, and he was like “i didn't see the kiss as romantic. I saw it as a moment of ‘i finally see you’ before he died” which i’ll go with, honestly.)

but also....the force bond shut out finn from the force narrative of this last movie. and it didn’t need to. which is annoying.

i’m confused about poe’s backstory (and also it’s racist). weren’t his parents heroes of the resistance? didn’t he grow up with the resistance? wasn’t this previously established? jj what are you doing.

I loved jannah and the defected stormtroopers. the fact that the whole battalion laid down their weapons together...just another ‘we are stronger together’ moment that had me weeping.

but also....why is jannah the one getting the moment about finding her parents, and rey gets like, sooooo many backstory dumps about her parents and no one even mentions the fact that finn’s parents are out there somewhere too?

red racer chick’s line ‘they took all the children years ago’ was just....so quietly heartbreaking. can she talk to finn? or jannah? or one of the others? do the people of the galaxy know that the stormtroopers that attack them are kidnapped, brainwashed child soldiers? do they know? do weeping mothers pull on stormtroopers’ guns during raids, pleading with them to bring their baby back? do stormtroopers know that they were once taken from loving families? do they know intellectually and just not realize what that means until they are deployed (and by that point in most cases it is too late)? i need more on these stormtroopers.

there was probably more to mention, but i’ve forgotten it...so summary: i enjoyed some of the themes, and extremely low expectations did a lot for my enjoyment of the plot. there was a lot of info dumping and strange pacing that could at least partially, if not mostly, be blamed on inconsistent vision from abrams and johnson, but like...you’re adults working on an enormous movie trilogy. freakin’ sit down and communicate, and don’t just try to undo what the other has done in the previous film. so i mean...i had fun with my dad and husband on a long holiday weekend, but it’s not like, a work of art or anything. and i’m not saying it has to be, but at least there was some attempt in this movie to continue threads of character development. ....for some of the characters. so. inconsistent, with crumbs of The Good Stuff, but not enough to make it an actually good movie.

also KMT deserved better.

[udonart]

A letter to my followers:

     First of all - Thank you. Thank you so much for having followed my art account and leaving wonderful comments and sending sweet messages. Every single note and comment praising my art is cherished. You guys are so incredibly supportive - I love all of you!

     That said, I’m sure many of you are aware I haven’t posted anything on my art blog in a few months. When Tumblr began the mass-censoring of innocent content, I declared that this was the final straw and that I would no longer be using Tumblr to post my art.

This is still true.

     I do not plan to come back to Tumblr as a platform for my art... But I wanted to take some time to address the messages I have been receiving since I left, as well as explain why I feel the need to stay off of Tumblr. Please think of this as a Q/A post.

“If you really plan to stay off of Tumblr, why didn’t you delete your art blog?”

Because I don’t want anyone else to use my domain name. UdonArt is the brand name that I chose for myself, and I don’t want it to be used by someone else in case someone looks for me here. I want them to see the links to my active media sites. 

“There are other artists posting on here, and their stuff is showing in the tags! Won’t you consider coming back?”

This may be true for those artists. However it is important to me to include links to my other social media in my art posts, and as of right now Tumblr still auto-censors posts in the tags with links attached. Some of you may have seen my posts ranting about Tumblr’s broken tag system in the past. I have had problems getting my posts to show in the tags for years - long before the mass-censoring began. I researched all the possible reasons that my art wasn’t showing up in the tags and followed all the advice. I even wrote a letter to the support staff asking for help - they responded with the same list of things that I’d explicitly stated I’d already tried... Then they closed the ticket as if it was fixed. Tumblr is fundamentally broken and inconsistent in many ways. 

“You said you moved to Pillowfort, but you almost never post on there.”

Correct. There’s a few reasons why... Pillowfort is still a fledgling website and as such it does not have the same capacity for image file size or number of images you can put in a single post. As a result, a lot of my art literally can’t be posted on that website because 1) The files are too big, or 2) It’s a comic that has more than 3 panels (you can only post 3 images in one post). 

Going off of this, I currently don’t have a desktop website that I can comfortably call home for my art. But if I find one in the future, I’ll be sure to let you guys on here know about it. 

“You’re really active on Instagram, but I don’t have/want Instagram because it’s too easy for people to steal your art on there.”

It’s true - reposters are all over Instagram. But the fact of the matter is, my art was being stolen and reposted onto Instagram long before I even made an account on there. Now that I’ve built a presence on there, more people are recognizing my work as mine - in fact, people alert me when they see my work reposted without credit. I have also started watermarking my work, which helps. 

Tumblr’s system of reblogging is great because it keeps the op as the source, but as I said earlier... this site is broken in so many other ways. I’ll be lucky if people even see my work at all! 

For those of you who might say that’s not true, I have the numbers to back it up:

I started this art blog at the exact same time as my art Instagram. It’s been a little over a year since then, and here’s the facts: My art Instagram got 3 times the number of followers as my art Tumblr. A post on my Instagram was consistently getting 6 to 10 times the number of notes as the exact same art post on my Tumblr. 

I repeat: Tumblr is broken.

On the topic of Instagram, some of you have said you don’t like it because it’s too small for you to look at my art on your phones. You can view my Instagram on your computer as well. Just go to Instagram’s website and search for me - you’ll be able to see all my stuff!

“It sounds like all you care about is the numbers... That’s kind of selfish.” (My own brain supplied this one - no one sent me an ask like this)

Every single like, reblog, comment, and message is cherished. The ONLY thing that made it hard for me to leave Tumblr was all of you! Your devotion and support for me touches my heart and I’m eternally grateful for it! The problem is not you guys - it’s Tumblr as a platform. I’m trying to grow myself as a brand, and exposure is important. And while our community was lovely, it really wasn’t growing. All of your encouraging comments about my art are so so appreciated, and I would never take those for granted. But it’s frustrating as an artist to post your art knowing that it won’t reach nearly the number of people that it should. At the end of the day, maybe it is selfish... But I’ve honestly been sick of this website for quite a while. I barely even use my personal blog anymore. Tumblr is great in theory... But this website is managed so poorly that it’s ruined. 

To all you Anons that sent me goodbyes and well-wishes:

I nearly cried reading some of your messages. I’m sorry that I didn’t take the time to answer each one individually - I just didn’t want to sound like a broken record saying that I’m thankful over and over again. Thank you so so much for your devotion! It really touches my heart!

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     Lastly, I would like to request something of you all. Please don’t send me more messages asking me to come back. It breaks my heart every time I receive a message like this, but I’m trying to stay strong to what I’ve decided. It honestly breaks my heart to even ask this of you guys, but I’m asking it as favor to me. If you really love my art, please go check out my other platforms on Instagram and Twitter. Please remember that I love all of you, and you’re welcome to message me anytime to chat or catch up! 

Much love, Kendra | UdonArt

[feebledetective]

15 questions, 15 mutuals.

⭑ Are you named after anyone? mmMMMM I don’t think so-- Probably not? I think my dad wanted to name me after his mom or siblings or something, I don’t remember but we somehow got whatever my current name is. If I had to take a wild guess and I doubt this is even the case it’s Dovecore at its peak and I’m sure my fam have more brain cells than me but what if I’m named after a chocolate brand in my place. Hell yeah-

⭑ When was the last time you cried? LAST NIGHT BC I’M A BABY AND PANIC ATTACKS HATE ME SO MUCH SO KAJSHDGFHDJSK 

⭑ Do you have kids? If animals count as kids then ofc, a mother of 2 wild animals-- I hope to be a mother of 3 and you’ll see why later on. Okay but human kiddos? Nah, I don’t have em. Don’t know if I want them, actually, they lowkey make me feel really uneasy during their babbie stages and pregnancy is just. nO THAT’S TOO SCARY. :)  

⭑ Do you use sarcasm a lot? Mmm I guess-? For the most part, though, they’re pretty harmless and I usually joke around with sarcasm. Nothing harmful~

⭑ What’s the first thing you notice about people? Hard to tell,,,, I guess like-- Their demeanor? How they talk and such. I mean-- Just by noticing their demeanor it lowkey ‘helps’ me decide what kind of a person they are, and whether or not I’m comfortable around em aksjdhfghdj

⭑ What’s your eye color? As boring as possible; brown.

⭑ Scary movie or happy ending? Why not both? I don’t really watch a lot of movies and I’m beyond selective with spooky movies now (Not counting J-horror lemme watch all.) but,,,, It would be nice to see a happy ending in some spooky movies. It’s better than some endings that don’t really make sense? And if the happy ending is fitting and not out of nowhere. 

Okay, example time, I’m gonna ramble a bit about the Pet Sematary remake because I’ve been thinking about that movie again so “spoiler alert” for the main story heyo & death tw; As much as I wanted some sort of a good/happy ending I don’t think it would ‘fit’ it well with how the events played out. Your kid’s dead, you brought them back to life, and just. I wanted a good ending but after the wife comes back to see her kid “alive” again I think the chances of the fam being okay and happy is far from gone. The movie could’ve ending/gotten a good ending if they didn’t bring back their pet to life and if sad husband didn’t bring their kid to life but that defeats the whole point of the plot so. </3 Basically, if we got a happy ending for that movie, it would be completely out of place in my opinion. Also please read/watch the remake of Pet Sematary.

⭑ Any special talents? I’m the MASTER at rambling on and on about my special interests/hyperfixation(s) I don’t think anyone’s gonna understand how far I’ll go with this, and ofc making my bank account scream with my impulsivity-- Okay but aside from that, I guess I’m a decent artist. I know more about what to do than actually doing it and it makes me cri aksjdhf

⭑ Where were you born? This one hospital here, in the Middle East-- 

⭑ What are your hobbies? Drawing, playing gaems, writing, uh hhh,,,, Doing stuff with my OC’s ajhsbdnJS, and screaming about my interests when given the chance to do so because I will cry. I guess baking too because those are really fun!

⭑ Do you have any pets? OH YES I HAVE A CAT WHO’S MY SWEET DARLING BOY AND I LOVE HIM SO MUCH!! AND MY DARLING SWEET COCKATOO SHE’S A WILD DEVIL I DIE FOR THEM BOTH MAN,,,, I would love to have a pet giant African millipede one day, I’m prepared for a 3rd child because I love everything about them.

⭑ What tattoos / piercings / body mods do you have? I don’t even have ear piercings because that involves a needle I think, too scary. But,,, Honestly, having a tattoo doesn’t sound all bad but it’s not something I’d get out of my way to get. Lowkey nervous to do that sometime because of religious stuff aH- If you ask me what tattoo I want I don’t. Know uhm- 

As for body mods, give me some juicy body horror I look boring asdfg  

⭑ How tall are you? I don’t even know/remember but here’s helpful info: I was once Makoto Naegi’s height. Wowzers jee willikers oh worm- I’m probably short though hm...

⭑ Dream job? ,,,,,I don’t eVEN KNOW RN BECAUSE IT’S SO INCONSISTENT. It’s inconsistent af because of one of my mental illnesses, changes every 10 seconds, but as of now,,, Despite how I’m majoring in art and death is a huge trigger of mine, I wanna work in a morgue asdfghfdjs

⭑ Favorite subject at school? English, Art & TOK!! I only had one year in a TOK class (because I’m not an IB student anymore thank Allah.) and that class was made for me. 

I guess History’s one of em too but I haven’t had that subject in 3 years I think. Biology would also be one of the subjects I enjoy but e e eeee learning difficulties- too much information to process and it gets too complicating bUT IT’S STILL,,, V INTERESTING SO H-

tagged by: @ahogedetective [ tyyy KayKay ilysm!!! ]

tagging: @hasikon @overthinkex @truthgloved @subserviiient @marshson @liarsadvocate @omghoshii @heart-ruled @the-luminary-of-stars & whoever wants to do this !!

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Rules: Answer the soft Q&A’s and tag 5 of your most recent followers and 3 of your biggest fans/fave blog/users! I was tagged forever ago by the wonderful @saferincages—thank you so much, dear! ♥

what’s the smell of your shampoo?: I bounce between a lot of different shampoos to keep my hair healthy (I have really thick, curly hair that’s stupidly high-maintenance, and I don’t always have time to wash it), but right now I’m using a strawberry/blueberry blend.

what’s your aesthetic?: Appreciation of platonic love, gentleness and kindness to everyone, fairy tales and folk legends, packed theaters right before the curtain rises, flowers of every color, raspberry tea and strawberry acai, ever-falling and rising anxiety, flowing Gothic dresses and beautiful haunted castles, urban fantasy with fantastical creatures and everyday magic found everywhere, optimism about human nature and the possibility of redemption, late green and pink spring right before golden summer, warmth and comfort, stacks upon stacks of beautiful and well-loved books, somewhere between Rococo and German Expressionist art, Old Hollywood and campy old horror and science fiction, the well-behaved women who don’t make history, Silver and Bronze Age comic books, electroswing and neon-noir straight out of Bioshock, escapism into adventures and characters, gentle storms outside…

what is your favourite time of the day?: I think I like the afternoon best—there’s the most potential to make something of the day before the sun goes down.

what do you like the most about the beach?: I haven’t been to an beach in over five years (Alaska more has cliffs and rock beds than actual sandy beaches), but I remember very vividly going to visit the Santa Monica pier with my mom and sister when we were visiting California in the fall.  It was way too cold to go swimming or anything like that, but I could have sat on the pier and watched the tide come in for hours.

what do you worry about constantly?: There’s nothing I don’t worry about, honestly—anxiety is a bitch and a half. I used to worry about my grades to the point of making myself sick, but now that I’ve gotten to my final semester of college, I’m even more worried about paying for grad school and finding a job in my chosen field.  I know that acting isn’t exactly a stable workforce, but I would hate myself for the rest of my life if I didn’t spend at least part of my life doing it.

what is a song you’ve cried to before?: “Beautiful Times” by Owl City—it was recommended by @askarkham as a sort of anti-suicide/coping with depression song, and it’s such a beautiful song that can overwhelm you the first time you listen to it.

what are some relaxing tips for your followers?: I would say not to care about what anyone thinks of you, but I know that isn’t always practical.  In our personal and practical lives, there are always going to be people we want to be happy and pleased with us, whether they’re loved ones or employers.  So I would advise making a list of the people you really care about.  Maybe your parents are on there, your partners, your bosses, your siblings, your best friends, your favorite teachers and coworkers… these are the people that really matter.  Everybody else can go fly a kite.  You don’t need the weight of everyone in the world’s approval on your shoulders, so it’s best to narrow it down to the ones you really love and value and let the rest of them go.

what are some things that make you tear up?: Beautiful music, powerful and bittersweet moments in movies and books (I tear up every single damn time at “I can’t carry it for you, but I can carry you!” from The Return of the King), posts about recovery and coping with depression and panic, hugs from people I love, accounts of sickness and pain (I have terrible mind over matter and can feel sick very easily), unexpected stress, and feeling like I’ve let people down.

what is your favourite from each of the five senses?: sight: My family and friends coming to see me, either in real life or online| smell: Sugar, lavender, and sandalwood | touch: Dog and cat fur, the warmth of a fireplace| taste: Berries and lemonade, vanilla and cream cheese| sound: Live showtunes and orchestras tuning up

what is one alternate reality you’d want to be in?: Any reality where I’m a successful theater actress and not just a starving artist is great for me.  Although Jess’s idea of a bakery with flowers and good books and food and this beautiful aura sounds perfect as a sidegig.

what are some troubles you face on a day to day basis?: One of the reasons I was really sure I have depression as well as anxiety (I’m on an actual antidepressant now, which is awesome) is that I’m always tired.  No matter how much sleep I get the previous night, I constantly have no energy and thus very little motivation to get up and do things, even if it’s just finishing homework or eating more than one meal a day.  I try to give myself a firm kick in the ass to get things done every day and to be there for my friends here online because they deserve the best, and I need to be the closest to my best that I can be. It’s not easy, but it’s worth it.

what is one scene of a book that’s made you really sad?: The Black Cauldron by Lloyd Alexander was one of the first times I can remember a book really delivering a huge gut-punch.  Adaon’s death was definitely upsetting because it just seemed so wrong that he’d seen it coming all this time and had so long to come to terms with it, and the really dour Empire Strikes Back-style ending where the day had tentatively been won, but at a great cost.  It was the first time a book I’d read had really tackled the idea of people being both good and evil and the inherent tragedy of that idea—nine-year-old me was really taken aback.  That entire series is still one of my formative influences.

say something to all your followers: You guys are honestly too wonderful.  I know I can be inconsistent and random and engage a little too much in The Discourse than is healthy, and I can disappear for long periods of time without even meaning to.  I know I need to try harder at being more active again, and every single one of you guys have been absolutely lovely.  I can’t express how grateful I am—bless you all.

tagging: @enygmass, @hawkeyesout-punks, @cosetteskywalker, @un-fledged, @songofthesstars, @purplezprout, @katelyn-pace, and @midnightalex12—have fun, my dears!  💖✨🌼

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Get to Know Me!

Tagged by @spiceyness

1. Are you named after anyone?

My name is made up of my mom and dad’s middle names! (My brother’s name is the male version of my first name, so this isn’t very imaginative.)

2. When was the last time you cried?

Probs like a month ago when I thought I was going to lose my job, but turns out the post master did so illegally and now is about to get in trouble. So Haaaaa

3. Do you have kids?

Heeeellll naw

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

Ironically yes, despite my inability to understand it in stressful situations xD

5. What’s the first thing you notice about people?

Their entire demeanor. Their face and body language, how they speak, who they pay attention to, and how they treat others in the vicinity.

6. What’s your eye color?

Hazel. They change from a medium green to grey blue.

7. Scary movie or happy ending?

I'm not big on scary movies though I do have a few I love, but an ending doesn't have to necessarily be happy to be good. It all depends on the story!

8. Any special talents?

I play piano and ukulele and forgot everything I taught myself on violin 😂 But other than that I just art and write inconsistently.

9. Where were you born?

Alabama, USA, against my will.

10. What are your hobbies?

Writing, arting (including crafts), playing/making music, and playing pathfinder on Wednesdays.

11. Do you have any pets?

Yaaaassss I have 5. A dog named Jake who is a pitbull pointer mix, and 4 cats: Blue (blue with white socks), Noodle (yellow and white), Pippin (runt tabby), and Bojangles (tux fatty boiii).

12. What sports do you/have you played?

Other than kickball at recess in like 7th grade I am not a sports person. Unless writing sprints count 😂

13. How tall are you?

5'9 (I wanted to be 6' but I didn't quite make it)

14. Favorite subject in school?

Ancient History and Science

15. Dream job?

Writing for shows and movies!!

Tagging IF you want: @thesugarbandit @theoghomewitch @coldandhotsoba @wonderfulmangotea @witchling-guidence @ramblesofevergreen @lavender-tarot

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Tag game

Thanks @packook for tagging me! :D

Are you named after someone?

According to my mom, she saw my name in a book and liked it, but she never told me which book it was.

When was the last time you cried?

I thiiiiink it was like two months ago and it was because college reasons. Yeah.

Do you have kids?

No and I don’t plan to.

Do you use sarcasm a lot?

Never to be mean, and it’s usually pretty light humor. Like only to tease friends and family about stuff.

What’s the first thing you notice about people?

I think it’s how up-front or “blunt” they are when meeting me. I’m pretty reserved in person, so if someone is being overly honest or talking about stuff I wouldn’t normally talk about with a stranger, or it really drains me to be around them it drives me away at first. So I guess, I notice how well that person and I would get along.

What’s your eye color?

Brown.

Scary movies or happy endings?

Happy endings. Scary movies might leave me a bit tense, but they usually don’t have that much effect on me. Scary games are another story, but downer endings (fairly common in the horror genre) are just not my thing. If protag is going to be fighting for their life, I want that fight to be rewarded with something

Any special talents?

I don’t know if I would call it talent as much as a skill, but people have said they enjoy my art and writing? 

Does... Does being kind to people count as a talent? XD

Where were you born?

Costa Rica

What are your hobbies?

Writing, drawing Even if I’m super inconsistent about those

Watching LPs is definitely my main one.

Used to be reading, but it has turned into collecting stuff that I need to read, haha!

Do you have any pets?

Yup! 2 dogs, Champagne and Brownie!

How tall are you?

1.58 meters I think

What sports do you play/have you played?

None. Sports aren’t something I enjoy too much.

Favorite subject at school?

Biology and Art Class

Dream job?

Writer, but that is a not too safe as a constant income source, so I’ll say editor.

Which is the first show or character you ever became obsessed with in your childhood and how did it influence your future choices in favorite shows and characters, tastes, and style?

Does Barney the Dinosaur count? Three-year-old me wouldn’t shut up about it XD

Uhhhh, I’m not sure if I remember really! Maybe Sonic Underground? Yu-Gi-Oh? Hmmmmmm, I’m going to go with Pokémon. It’s the franchise I can’t (and don’t want to) get away from. My taste is pretty extense, but if something has a magical animal/creature companion/friend whose strength grows with the bond of the human it accompanies, I’m sold XD I guess it also really influenced in how much I like fantasy elements in stuff that may not qualify as a fantasy setting!

Tagging: @vitalpen @lnicol1990 @crimsiscarlet @slasha482 @inkabelledesigns @themarginalartist @electric-teapot Or if you want to do it, feel free!