#this why I do no like pen xddd

[ao-xingyume1987]

small school sketches of them

(its supposed to be nines but I fucked up the eyes, am sorry 😔)

[pinkiedev]

Obscure Items I bet borrowers would make use of

This is a list of several rando items (with pics) I've seen/thought of that a borrower could definitely make equally obscure uses out of! :D

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Fuzzy worm on a string thingamajig; I swear these were at every kid's school fair. A borrower could definitely use one as a uber warm and long scarf (maybe minus the creepier-at-a-small-size googly eyes)

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These itty bitty critters called Squinkles come in these equally itty bitty containers that pop open, and I feel like a borrower would definitely consider using one as a hamster ball for a Rolly Polly because why the heck not.

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A Mardi Gras baby used as a young borrower’s toy doll XD. This is probably the most straightforward one, but Mardi Gras babies in and of themselves are wack

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This. This little wiener dog pen has a rubber collar with a working wee bell. Which could totally be taken off and put on an actual critter that accompanies the borrower. (Or maybe they’d wear it themselves??? Idk dude they can do what they want and they do exactly that so-)

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Any type of those really squishy balls could definitely be used as a comfy ah bean bag XD

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Then there's this thing that's used to remove your SIM card from your phone. It's not particularly sharp, so it couldn't be used as a weapon, but uhhh idk? Seems... somehow useful? For something? For sure. Maybe a weird kind of knitting needle.

.... You guys have anything to add? XDDD

[fic-heaven]

I will try (Gus x reader) [NSFW]

-This is short, rushed and certainly not edited because you know me xddd

-Im a sucker for Gus and fuck mw3 if it has no Gus and no Soap I ain' buying shit.

Enjoy Gus' strong mommy kink, guys

"Fuck me like you own me."

You thought you heard that wrong, so you asked Gus to repeat himself to what he clicked his tongue staring at the far corner of your office. He took off his beret nervously playing with it's edges trying to summon the same courage from before to say out loud:

"Please, Miss Hound. F-Fuck me like you own me!"

Your eyes shot to the closed door to your left praying to any gods above that no one heard what Rodriguez just shouted. This was so unlike him.

So, today was your typical day just after returning from a long-ass mission. First you would finish mountains of paperwork, ask Ghost to sign up some papers (praying to God he wouldn't try to make a move on you or I'd get awkward quickly as you played oblivious), give them to Price or Gaz, pester Johnny, eat something and finally find Gus to have the fuck of your life until you took a shower, had dinner and went to bed.

But it seems your little pet was tired of you keeping him as the final plate.

You looked up at the clock hanging on the wall right above the door, then made a tsk tsk tsk sound lightly tapping the pen to the wooden table thinking of your choices.

"You really had missed me. Right, pet?"

His hooded eyes lit up, tan cheeks flushed and his moustache quirked in a shy crocked smile. He nodded looking down his feet. He was so fucking adorable.

For once you thought: "Hell, why not." It won't hurt to break the routine at least once.

Gus smiled wider this time taking half a step back to lock the door with a click! Never looking away from your amused eyes. He didn't even know what he was asking.

Your hand shot to the handcuffs inside your bottom drawer, always ready for an emergency, and a needy and disobedient pet was surely considered an emergency.

"D-do we have to...?" He stuttered looking at the pink fluffy cuffs.

"You question me? After stomping into my office wasting my precious time with your dumb needy cock?" You spat.

Gus shivered (in delight, he adored this mean role you put.) "I-i also wanted to be sure you were okay after the mission, cariño..."

Of course he did, your sweet dummy boy was worried. But that wasn't enough to lighten your mood when you harshly shoved him to the side, he lost balance and with a yelp his ass landed on the trashy red couch of your office, it creaked in protest announcing it's retirement.

"I want you naked from head to toe, cuffed and ready to satiate me." You growled throwing the lube to his side. "Time to relieve some stress."

Gus gulped and obeyed, doe-eyes ate the way you so-easily took your own garments off leaving only the socks on.

.

That was forty minutes ago.

The air on the office soon turned wet and hot, your clothes scattered on the floor near the couch and the light of your table had been turned off.

"Is that what you want?"

"Yes! Si mami... I wanna empty myself in you please! AGH FUCK! SI, SI, SI, SIGUE!"

You had been at it for what it felt like hours, your knees started to protest with painful cramps, the force of your bounces surely took a big part on that. But how could you stop? When this man turned into a whimpering pitiful mess under you, his eyes were half closed amber pearls following your every move specially your bouncing tits, his moustache topping his open panting mouth, whimpers and half animalistic noises came from the depths of his very being, your pussy making wonders to his titanium cock. Sweat ran though his caramel skin giving it a glow that made you salivate and crave for a nibble, that's originally how Gus' neck and chest had turned purple and pink with love bites in the time you two had been at it, his bouncing pecs and thick neck were just too sexy to be left untouched.

Even riding him in your uncomfortable couch that surely was beating the crap out of his back and tailbone, his big fat cock still remained hard as a rock inside your crying pussy, as if his very goal was to (like he groaned more than once now) breed you, milk his cock, empty his balls inside you, claim your body and soul starting by your sex.

"M-MAMI... IM SO CLOSE I CAN FEEL IT- I...AY, AY- MIERDA!!"

He was so pathetic.

Fucking pathetic. You were sure you were fucking him so hard the dopamine you provided made his tiny brain convince itself he truly was falling in love with you. He was, but you didn't need to know that.

He sobbed again mid-scream, pumping an alarmingly huge load into you, Gus' tongue soon got assaulted by your eager one while you both moan in desperation for more swallowing each other's breaths away, your wet muscle violently wrestled his as you rode out your orgasm prolonging his, thick muscular thighs spasmed in overstimulation finally bringing you to the edge and coming around his flushed cock. You looked so beautiful, his hands shook from behind him, the cuffs around his wrists bit his tender skin in protest.

"M-Muh...mami.. I-i... I want..."

"Do you think I care about what you want or need, pet? Mommy's too angry at you for interrupting her job. You are going to take whatever mommy gives or she will give you NOTHING at all." You should win an award for never stuttering such long sentence after riding the orgasm of your life.

He cried, fat tears ran down his cheeks, you brushed back his curly, sweaty locks and he hums in appreciation. Gus' pouty lips glistened with his saliva knowing fully well you couldn't help yourself but devour them. He may be a brat, he may be your dumb-dumb but he knows how to get what he wants. And he wanted to kiss you so bad, but he knew not to launch to your mouth, that'd hit your nerves for disobeying your orders. So he begged with his tearful eyes and pouty mouth.

"Fuck, you drive me crazy..."

You wiggled your hips back and forth as fast as you could reawakening his crying dick, he cried out and you silenced him by making him suck on your tongue to which he quickly complied internally celebrating the mouth-to-mouth contact. Your hips never relented digging his aching sex into you, he was balls deep inside your abused pussy, cum drip with the force of your thrusts as his hips shot up to drill impossibly deeper and deeper contradicting the pain he was feeling.

What a dummy! You can't go any deeper, honey!

But how could mommy teach him this? When you were currently chocking him with your tongue as he greedily took what was given, gagging in your wet muscle yet pushing further to swallow more, panting, moaning, growling, sobbing but never screaming like he wanted because mommy had made clear that if he was to make a sound loud enough for anyone out there to hear she would stop immediately and get back to work. It had taken some pathetic pleading and cute pouting for you to promise to help him not to scream, meaning cover his mouth when he seemed to be about to shout out his orgasm.

You were still training the boy to take your rough fucking, so you took that mercy on him. And he loved you for it.

The sounds of the old couch's legs scratching down the wooden floor hitting the wall with the back legs encouraged you to lift yourself up and down even harder just to try and break it more. Gus was shaking, he was sure he was about to break the fucking fluffy cuffs while you demolished his pelvis with the force of your violent humps, he wanted to manhandle you, a primal desire to be the one mounting you turned his sugary honey eyes into intimidating yellow flames, you returned his stare with a dominant one of your own, your mouths separated from the steamy make out only for your tongues to wrestle and fight for dominance in the hot air of your office.

You bit down his lip and he growled in protest seeking your mouth once more when he felt you moving your head away. You shushed him when he desperately called for your attention with loud demanding moans, hips rolled against each other, Gus threw his head back at another heavy upcoming orgasm. Your hand flew to his cheek slapping him with mean look on your face, he was so fucked out he couldn't even process the delicious sting on his cheek only drooling and rolling his hips against your now stilled ones encouraging you to keep going. He was about to cry, sobbing away his previous revelry for you to please let him ride out his orgasm.

Look how fast he dropped the dominant act! Isn't he just fucking ridiculous? A slave for your pussy. Disgusting.

You must have voiced this because he was crying out loud "I-i'm your disgusting pet yeah..." Gustavo nodded desperately "Y-y solo tuyo, mami...por favor, POR FAVOR, PLEASE FUCK YOURSELF IN ME! Puh-...PLEASE!"

He said it, not you.

"You got that right, boy. Just mine."

You slapped his thigh roughly and he whined when you set up a very slow pace, Gus teared up with a frown and a hurt look on his face, his left cheek a little red from the slap you gave him. You couldn't resist his silly little pout so you easied down your mean facade massaging his aching balls with one hand, your other nuzzled his stinging cheek and your lips kissed down his neck softly.

He was letting out low babbling sounds you could only make out a "mami.." and "que rico..." in between them as the rican nuzzled his cheek against your hand and offered you his neck. How silly he looked.

"I'm starting to feel guilty, pet. I might even be generous enough to get those cuffs off." You kissed his wet cheeks sweetly and awaited for his response but by the looks of his fucked-out state it would take a few seconds for him to manage to say a thing.

"Plah-...please ...p-...f-fu..." At this point Gus was afraid of raising his voice again now feeling self-conscious of how he has been behaving.

"You like spreading mommy so wide, huh? Filling her with your seed?"

He gulped but couldn't answer while he was still trying to catch his breath, you patience runs thin.

"Fuck, you are such a disappointment sometimes."

That stung,

That stung so good his eyes rolled back, his cock twitched pathetically inside you, your tongue soon following one line of tears from his right eye, he huffed biting back a moan. Gustavo raised his hips slightly angling his thick member on one particular gummy place that made you hiss.

You craved more of that, of his reactions, of his moans, of his cock, your pussy was so wet your darling's lap looked like an Olympic pool.

"Fuck can you feel me? So nice and wet... So fucking warm for my pet whom I miss all this fucking months..." You whispered slowly moving back and forth slightly peeking up the pace, Gus' breath hitched, his eyes closed shut focusing on the delicious feeling of your cunt and your seductive voice right next to his ear. You kept talking about how much you had craved him, how your fingers could never compare to him, and how pathetic he must have looked humping his pillow thinking about his mommy. He could only nod slowly and moan, Gus let out a squeak of delight feeling your hands reaching for the keys and finally FINALLY setting his sore wrists free from those cuffs he bought for one of your play times all those months ago.

As soon as they were free he took a hold of your cheeks and pressed your mouths together in an all tongues and teeth kiss, his hips stayed unmoving allowing you to rock yourself into him as lazily as you pleased.

You bark a mean laugh in between his desperate kisses. "Now. Don't you want to give mommy what she craves, pet?" Gus moaned at this.

You didn't need to tell him twice when both of you went straight to set an animalistic pace.

"OHOHOO- FUCK T-that- yeah... That feels good,- I want you.. yeah! I want you so bad...M-mami you are so-" the Rican was suddenly so vocal, it seemed like he appreciated getting his hands back, and how good it felt to have them clawing at your back and massaging your ass cheeks. You cried out at the feeling of your approaching orgasm, the merciless pace you both kept made some tears of your own join Gus' as he reached one hand to massage your clit and another one to take a hold of one of your breasts for him to nibble on groaning in delight at the sound of your pleasure. He pistones his hips to your heat desperate to reach his end and hopefully cum with you, his balls made loud clapping noises hitting your ass aggressively fast you two were sure someone was listening out there but you were so high in the clouds of pleasure you simply didn't give a flying fuck.

"M-milk that cock yeah- si, ay... ASÍ, AH, AH, AH!!"

"SHIT, FUCK- GUS I'M..."

"GIVE... GIVE IT... I WANT IT, MI AMOR! W-WITH ME...!"

You kept on jumping on his lap when Gus' thick thighs shook violently, his hips paused in the air, his balls injected waves of cum inside your already swollen womb filling you compleatly to the brim. You had half the mind to thrust your tit to his mouth so his screaming orgasm was muffled while yours was bitten back with difficulty almost piercing your lower lip compleatly. You lifted your hips enough for his leaking dick to slip out of your cavern.

If it wasn't for your birth control you were sure as hell this ride with Gus surely would have impregnated you for real. And your big goofball thought the same, he kissed your nipple and licked a line from your chest up to your neck nibbling and kissing your salty skin.

You threw your head back to the feeling of his tongue and soon got an idea.

"Why don't you clean mommy a bit, pet?" You managed to breath out.

Gus raised his brows at this request mid-lick, the pink tip of his tongue peeked under his moustache. It was something you two had tried a few sessions back, he brought the idea to you when he had a long talk with Reyes about his own experiences. He still felt a little nervous about it, of course the idea of eating the cum out of you made his aching manhood itch a little, Gus hissed already feeling spent yet he fixed your cunt a look with a new type of hunger.

"I'll... Do what mami pleases. P-pero... I-it's too much cum, mami..."

"It's too much cum, mommy!" You whined mockingly. "Should have thought that before stuffing mommy's cunt with your filling right?" You rose up on the couch, presenting him your naked and abused womanhood. He was quick to sandwich his own face your thighs kissing your skin and humming in delight.

"Ready for lunch then, pet?"

Gus was quick to hide his hot red cheeks between your legs, his hands lovingly massaging the meat of your thighs adoring your mean act.

Your hand went to his forehead angling his head so that his mouth was inches apart from your and dripping hole.

"It's a shame... I thought my boy would like to taste our sweet juices..." You whispered feigning disappointment for his silence.

Gus gasped angling himself closer ready to lunch to your cunt alarmed by your tone. But you quickly stopped him covering your cunt with your palm right. He kissed your hand instead with puppy eyes.

"Ah ah-... You need to apologize."

"A-apologize..." He repeated.

"Yes, pet."

"Mommy's upset..." Gus lamented. "I'm sorry, mommy. I-i will drink you, I want to drink you... May I please drink you?"

You tilted his chin upwards uncovering your cunt, the sweet aroma of your arousal hitting his senses and making him instantly drool.

"You mean, drink US." You corrected, and he dumbly blinked at you with desire. "You want to drink mommy's juices and your delicious milk combined?" You tempted him, he licked his lips his dripping moustache made him look funny. "A love cocktail. Only reserved for good boys"

He nodded enthusiastic as you hovered his wide awaiting mouth with your dripping cunt, some of the juices fell to his hot tongue and he hummed desperate for more. Your hands went to his nape and roughly brought him to your pussy, he didn't waste a second eating you out greedily drinking your liquid love. You moaned loudly and he groaned in delight.

"M-mami..." He moaned shaking his head side to side furiously brushing your clit with his nose.

"B-baby give me a taste..." You panted. Gus made sure to spoon a good amount of cum with his tongue as you lowered yourself to drink it from his mouth, his strong arms held you so you wouldn't lose your balance. He moaned out loud as you sucked on his tongue, the hot steamy kiss exchanged your saliva and cum with one another. Once you felt his warm hands softly cup your cheeks you got up to once more move his face to your cunt. Gus' hands went to grab your ass as you roughly rode his eager mouth already feeling a huge wave of pleasure hitting your insides making you cry out. Your walls squeezed his tongue, your legs shook and suddenly your cunt gushed his face with squirt. You had no words as he eagerly licked the fountain of your cunt as your hand muffled your loud orgasm. He massaged your back and cheeks lovingly drowning himself in the water falls of your juices now mixed with your squirt.

"W-... Fuck.."

Your legs gave out but your love reacted fast enough to take you on his arms. Gus maneuvers your exhausted body to rest on his chest as he turned you both to lay across the trashy couch, his legs were dangling on the side since he was too big for it. Your chests heaved, your shaky breaths soon evened, the exhaustion of what you just did hitting you both like a punch. Everything ached so wonderfully...

"I think you need a new couch, mi vida." He huffed.

"Don't worry... Just..." You groaned when you felt his fingers run through your sweaty locks and scratch your back in random shapes lovingly. Gus kisses your temple softly, your hand weakly reached up to clean his wet facial hair and finally cup his cheek.

"I wasn't to harsh on you was I?" You sighed.

Gus smiled softly "You were perfect, I loved it, darling."

His loving eyes and cooing squeezed your heart. "I missed you, Gus." Your big bear widened his smile nuzzling his nose against yours. "I did too. I was worried sick. Heard things went south..."

Actually the mission went as smoothly as it could go until Soap decided to place the explosives on the wrong wall almost causing the rest of the squad you were supposed to save, die. All due to a miscalculated move.

You sighed. "I'm here aren't I?"

"(Y/n)..." He whined.

"I will always come back to you, Gustavo."

He stared at you seeking something in your eyes. There was hesitation within him, his expressive eyes uncovering his worry. Gus' voice dropped a whole octave "Do you promise?" It sounded so sensual you could have mistaken it for a purr of desire until you saw how he was pouting, his jaw tensed awaiting your answer even though you two had talked about this a million times.

Promises like this having this line of work... Could be dangerous.

But you loved him too much to try and fool you both with a lie. The lie that wherever you went you wouldn't be thinking about coming back to the base as soon as posible just to find comfort in those big bear arms and warm chest, soft kisses, lingering looks, loving gestures that you never thought you'd find anywhere even less on a military base.

He was something else, your dreamer, your cuddly bear, your Gus. And you thanked the gods for sharing a base with SpecGru for the time being and feared the day you had to walk away when help was needed somewhere else leaving him here.

But to love is sometimes to let go. For now you had to make the best of what you two had in the time given.

"I will try."

You felt his moustache press against your naked shoulder planting a soft kiss followed by a hum, his understanding nature made the boy slowly nod swallowing your answer with a speckle of salt.

"As long as I'm able, (y/n). I will try as well."

A powerful warmth invaded your chest with his affection making you lower yourself to press your forehead against his.

"I love you."

[katyspersonal]

I am feeling rather emotional because in the ABSURD disorganised garbage pile that is my computer, I’ve found an old folder created a few years ago full of unfinished WIPs that I forgot existed... Because Blo0db0rne took my life completely + I have an awful memory

These are characters from Undertale that I really liked, and I used to have a habit of drawing characters with flowers! (using Japanese flowers language every time because that one is the most accurate and well-thought and subtle)

And I completely forgot about this WIP, but I really wanted to finish it back then..

An even better one... A kind of sketch that doesn’t even need lining and coloring, it is already very clean and good!

...Okay, this is just heartbreaking now. At this rate I should switch from BB to ER just for the sake of drawing large variety of plant life, it was my forte I can say x)

They are from Kirby! Bardiche, Aranora and Dag Goedendague - the inverted versions of Francisca, Flamberge and Zan Partizanne! I used to be very very very into the inverted/reverse/mirror/whatever concept of Kirby characters, but I ended up being very disappointed in the whole ordeal. Like... Why spending so much time and effort into completely inverting canon characters? But back then it was a design+writing exercise that got out of hand, and honestly, some designs ended up soooooo good that they would fit well for original characters! Like, look at how STYLISH weapons of these girls are?

THESE people!!!!They were a product of the ‘different mirrors’ complication, when I decided that parallel versions are separate, so are Black Mirror vs Dimensional Mirror ones. I like Zarantul’s palette so much though?

Gijinka Susie! A more soft, more cartooney style definitely allowed me to draw human characters way better. Plus my brain was in a better shape, hehe. Brain is a tool of an artist as much as their hand and their pen.

Unfinished beach time picture with Holy Nightmare corp! I would actually, legitimately finish this one because spikes in art style don’t count with simple designs like Kirby, but I am just waaaaay too far drifted from Kirby times. (miss them dearly)

Shiver Star fun times with random characters. It was actually a commission from someone - ‘draw anyone you want on Shiver Star’, that I was unable to finish in reasonable time. I sent money back to that person, but they REFUSED despite me failing them, and told me to keep it. o_o” Nothing I was able to do since they were not accepting transfer, but I hope wherever they are, they no longer play an altruist like this. Still feel guilty.

CONCLUSION: Fandom shifts are a bitch and I weep for my unfinished drawings (I didn’t even share all of them), I will never know peace again because I am more natural at colorful and round things but Soulsborne is grim and detailed, I need to reuse cool ideas that were spent on the whole ‘what if this character was nothing like themselves XDDD’ ordeal and also... flowers.

[mcrmadness]

7 & 12 for art asks?

Kiitän!!! :D

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7. A medium of art you don't work in but appreciate

Hmm. Probably anything to do with handicrafts, so anything from fabrics and sewing to working with wood/metal/clay whatsoever. It's so cool that some people own skills for creating new pieces of clothing (either for everyday use or for e.g. cosplay etc.), or just art or usable objects from other materials.

I myself am so bad at making anything with my hands if it doesn't involve a pen. At school I was so bad at the... mikä kettu on tekstiilityö enkuks? Anyway, I never really got behind knitting or sewing or anything like that. I could do the mandatory stuff at school but often poorly or by finishing maybe 1-2 out of all the numerous projects we had throughout those 6-7 years (on the 3rd grade we had one half working with fabrics, and one half working with wood after which we could choose which one we wanted to take for the rest of the comprehensive school aka until the end of the 9th grade). I think my longest project was this snake plushie. We had to knit something on the 5th grade, and I decided I wanted to knit myself a snake plushie! Which would be as tall as me! I was ~150cm short back then and I decided to knit a 150cm long snake, how difficult could that be? Well, in the end I worked on that for 2 years both at school and "at home" (maybe for like 11 minutes in the whole 2 years), and I never finished it and it only got hardly 10cm long. So, yeah, I've never been good at anything to do with strings or fabrics.

With clay I have worked a bit more at school as well as art school (a hobby after school once a week for about 5-6 years), and I was never really a fan of that either. I still have some of those old clay objects at my parents' house or here at my own place, stuff like a small container or a toothbrush holder (it was a sitting cat and I actually used it at some point). But other than that, I just never really liked it, and clay is really difficult to work with unless you know what you're doing. Which, I did not know what I was doing.

So props to anyone who can work with these mediums and actualy create something decent!

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12. Easiest part of body to draw

Eyes!!! I am obsessed with drawing eyes, I don't even know why it's so much fun but it is. Sometimes I get distracted from the human eyes and end up drawing animal eyes... but usually it's human eyes :D Nowadays I can even draw individual eyes without references, which is interesting. Human body is impossible to draw without references unless they're for my comics.

Here are a couple of very recent eye doodles - and one older, as a treat:

The former two are drawn from references (the first sheet is from last year) without sketching anything at first, it's very relaxing to just work with the fineliners. And the third one was a part of my which-is-the-best-order-for-these-art-supplies test, as I needed to find an order that causes the other mediums to smudge the least or none at all, and still the fineliners (Micron) would stick on top of the coloured pencils/watercolour (pencils). That one was the last one of three test eyes I drew and it turned out the best, so I didn't include the rest. (Lmao it actually rhymes, and for three times in a row XDDD I did not plan on that lol.)

Ja huomasin just et lol osaan kirjottaa. Siinä pitäs lukee PYYHKÄRI :D

[realitv]

———  BASICS! ♡

(PEN)NAME! ♡     claire

PRONOUNS! ♡     they / them

ZODIAC SIGN! ♡     aries bay bee

TAKEN OR SINGLE! ♡     I Don’t Need Friends They Disappoint Me

———  THREE  FACTS! ♡

1! ♡      i used to roleplay on youtube. yes, youtube. think late early aughts and early 2010s. you’d set up your channel with all those fancy fonts (yes, the fancy fonts that now made a come back here); use picnic to edit your pics, set an autoplay video up for ur channel, and rp using dms or comments. it became popular to keep comments on approval and only approve things like: CLAIRE ISH MAHH BIIIISH. xDDD <3 NO ONEZ CAN TOUCH MAH BISSSSH <3 <3 xDDDD LUV U 4EVER. after the channels became what they are now, i hopped around on proboards before coming to tumblr. 

2! ♡     i speak three languages. english, conversational french, and rudimentary german which i am relearning. i used to speak it fluently as a child. i hope to one day be able to communicate with my tante elisabeth and my cousin utta, as they only speak german (they... are... from germany LMAO) but until then i’ve been relearning with my aunt karin. it’s so weird because i feel like i’m very different when i speak french or when i speak german. like. english me is very different from french me and french me is very different from german me. i don’t know how else to describe it. i’m way more flirty and suave when i’m speaking french but i’m very serious and to the point in german. i find when i speak english i’m a little more aloof. i don’t fucking know. 

3! ♡     the longest i have ever written a character is six years. most of my mutuals probably know me from that account (lady a. c/omstock of bioshock in/finite). i still write her on discord, so technically i’ve been writing her for 7 years. she’s just very draining to write these days as she’s just so goddamn fucking sad all the time and i prefer writing her on a smaller scale with very close friends privately. i still love her and her development and everything i’ve done with her, she’s just Ultra Ultra Depressed and i find myself having to get into that same headspace when i write her on tumblr, hence... why i do not like doing that any more. trauma muses, baby: it be like that.  it’s actually really funny bc i consider lady amelia c my BRAND. depressed edwardian milf. that’s the brand. media was an EXTREME departure of my brand of muses. i’ve written belle, sansa, lady c - all three of those ladies really follow the ‘porcelain to steel’ trend. media is neon chaos. 

———  EXPERIENCE! ♡

PLATFORMS USED! ♡   uh. youtube, as i mentioned. rolepages (don’t ask), and a lot of proboards forums. i miss those. they were so Spicy. now just tumblr. i’ve Been Around lmao. 

———  MUSE  PREFERENCE! ♡

GENDER! ♡    i simply Do Not Care. i used to feel really insecure about the way i wrote men but i’ve since gotten over that and now i’ll write anyone who strikes my fancy - but i do defo have a type and it’s Sad Ladies From Period/Fantasy Dramas. 

LEAST FAVOURITE FACE(S)! ♡    honestly everyone overused irks me. remember when everyone was using nina dobr/ev or natalie do/rmer. can’t do it. i don’t know what it is. something irks me. 

MULTI OR SINGLE! ♡    i wish i had the strength to write a multi muse blog but i can’t. :(

———  FLUFF / ANGST / SMUT! ♡    

FLUFF:  i want to say i don’t like it but i love happy endings and domestic bliss bc that’s comforting and i like happy endings. but depending on the character i’m very selective with who i will write it with. media? I Simply Do Not See It (unless im writing with nee). it’s something i enjoy, but not something i write often on this blog; as i’m more horror oriented at this point.

ANGST:  i enjoy angst; but again, it really depends on the character. i had this really great thread with g where christine and amelia had an argument that resulted in amelia breaking down into tears as she was so angry. i really enjoyed the raw emotion i could write in that; and with a character like amelia, it was a great way to release a lot of pent up energy and add some character dev. for someone like media, tho, media doesn’t show emotion. media refuses to show emotion. it’s not Their Thing. they can show emotion and do emote, but it’s muted and rare. if, again, i were to write angst, it’d be with nee; since law is someone who reminds media how human they truly are. 

SMUT:  depends. i’ve written it privately. it’s not really my thing but i don’t mind it. i prefer to write it privately with people i know very, very well. i’m not adverse to reblogging a smut meme or sending one in tho lmao. 

PLOT / MEMES! ♡  i love plotting. i’m not good at i but i enjoy it a lot and will do my best to help think of dynamics, settings, and plot threads to do. as for memes? i want to love memes. i think they’re a great ice breaker - i used to be able to reblog a meme and write a really nice drabble response (i always write drabble responses lmao) but now it’s like... I Simply Cannot. i look at memes and my muse jumps ship like its 1912. i think it’s because i have an easier time responding to memes with people/muses my muse has an established/talked about dynamic with; instead of me trying to write a 4 para drabble for a muse that my muse has yet to interact with. idk.

tagged by :  stole it from nora uwu tagging :  steal it nasties.

[logicheartsoul]

spones-in-my-bones replied to your post: 2, 5, 15, 17 and 18 for the handwriting meme,...

YOUR HANDWRITING IS SO GOOD WHA T

Thank you! Not gonna lie, my handwriting style is really a culmination of SO MANY YEARS of handwriting things. Journalling, poetry, fic writing, taking notes... Since elementary school. (Primary for some of my international peeps.) Basically my handwriting looks like THAT coz it allows me to have legible handwriting while also being able to write fast. It’s a skill I am really proud of tbh. Just like my singing.

[rosicae]

*YEETS* I haven't drawn a lot recently, so here are some practice drawiwiwings so rosi doesn't get rusty and also improvenating because rosi hates refs asfdgfhgkhjgfj bleh

:D There are characters from both K/S AND S-T!!! I miss both comics TwT

I wound up doing my own thing for the third drawing instead of using refs like I planned, which is why it looks the most like rosi's paper comic style XDDD aaaa I also want to work on Bloodtide....

Also also wow the pen I used sort of looks like I did this by hand??? Especially if I add a paper overlay...I did not, it's just a pen type thing on CSP///

[shiroekoyuki]

it’s not a fashion statement, it’s a fucking death wish & Give 'em hell kid~☆

it’s not a fashion statement, it’s a fucking death wish: Do you hold a grudge or let things go?

It really depends.

(lame storytime warning lol)

Like, there was this student when I was in elementary school and he was really annoying. It’s not like he bullied me horribly but whenever things happen (papers or pens go missing, etc.) he would always say it’s me just so he could enjoy making fun of me. I used to hate him a lot that time, but now that I think about it, I kinda forgive him for that. Yah, he might be a jerk, but he was still young so he could have simply been childish. Heck, I have done a good amount of things I regret when I was young so it would be really stupid to hold a grudge against that.

But there are instances where I do hold grudges. Now, for example, I’m having a real hard time letting go of a grudge against someone I’m living with. Yah. Living with. All my life. My mother finds it stupid and I totally understand why, but at the same time, I just can’t let go. Maybe I can try to not hate him, but I definitely won’t feel any kind of family love towards him. I just can’t.

And yes, I’m related to that person. No, I’m not being abused. I am just someone who can’t really let go of what happened. Someone petty.

I mean, it scarred me, ok?

Give ‘em hell kid: What are your biggest fears?

In no particular order because I’m a scaredy cat whose scared of everything:

Most bugs (cockroaches, spiders, beetles, bees, wasps, etc.)

People I care and love dying

Dying a slow and painful death

Ghosts

No more WiFi

… And I guess that’s it?? There’s probably more that I can’t remember. Ha. Even I lose count of what I’m scared of LMAO XDDD

Thanks so much for the ask!! Sorry if the reply was too long XD

[yuusaris]

....What the fuck, I found more - I was still trying to make this work for TenderWeek, xDDD

I changed a lot (Yuugi is a Duke now, not a Viscount, Kaiba continues to be a Landgrave, Tristan a slayer, but Pegasus comes in as a Count, Joey and Serenity are Ryou's servants) and yet nothing at all, good lord.

This is the first page of a new notebook, and the first step of a new journey, if I take it right. This is my only warning to any foreign eyes upon my words - please turn back now. These words are not for you. Utmost secrecy-

“ ‘-must be upheld to maintain the integrity of the experiment’ wait, Lord Crawford,” Sir Tristan pauses his reading of the book and looks up to the noblemen in front of him. “How did you-”

“Oh come now, Sir Knight, you can’t expect me to allow my cousins work to be tarnished, can you? After everything he’s given for it?” Pegasus nudges the Landgrave. “And how much it’ll be worth to the right buyers?”

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The quarters were back quite a ways down the hall from Saint Girolomo’s prior, a place for the clergymen to spend their nights. As of recently, however, it’s in disarray - walls were knocked down and are being repaired.

“Is this where you all sheltered yourselves?” Kaiba asks.

“It didn’t work,” Sir Tristan says. “Not when there were so many of them and their ghouls.”

“I thought they couldn’t enter places of worship?”

“All are welcome in God's house, even the damned.” Sir Tristan opens a plank on the floor - a stairway down. “So long as they hang their armaments first. That’s how the Earl’s able to take Sanctuary here.”

“Who told you that one?”

“My sister.” Sir Tristan says as he descends. “Before I had to stake her.”

“My condolences.” Kaiba says, polite but disengaged.

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“He wanted to make off with you,” Yuugi murmurs. “I knew it.”

“Stage my death, take me away,” The Earl’s voice is soft. He sighs. “Even now, it sounds beautiful.” Shizuka reaches for him, but the Earl raises a hand. “I’m alright, just tired.” The hand retreats, pressing to his forehead. “The connection takes a lot out of you when you try to fight it.”

“What’s it like?” Pegasus asks, pen at the ready.

“Right now? Oh, it burns,” Ryou rubs at the mark on his arm. “Everything comes from here - or, it feels like it, at least. Maybe it’s conditioning, His Kiss. I think of it and I feel Him, I think of Him and I feel the Kiss.”

“More of a bite than a kiss,” Kaiba murmurs.

Pegasus interrupts again. “What do you feel from him now?”

“Freedom,” He whispers. “The open air, the night sky over us like a chapel ceiling, wind in our hair, everything and everyone below us. Like ants. Like children... He’s coaxing me.” The hand grips the bite tighter. “He asks if I’m tired of waiting. Tired of starving, If I’ve forgiven Him - I should, it’s only instinct, and I said He could-”

“My lord, no-”

“He needs me,” The Earl says, forced back into his seat by the Hunter. “No, I am tired and He needs me-”

“You need to stay,” Yuugi’s hand is on his arm.

“You said you were my friend,” he sobs.

“And you said no one’s to let you out of here, no matter what!” He replies.

“I’m here,” He says, whispering, raspy, “Master? I take it back. I’m down here. Can You hear me? I forgive you. Why can’t You hear me? I’m down here.”

“Get your brother,” Sir Tristan looks to Shizuka. “Tell him to group up with a few pastors and check the block.” She rises, and starts for the doorway.

“No one is here,” Kaiba scoffs. “This is ridiculous.”

“We can’t say for certain until we’ve exhausted all possibilities-”

“Bakura is dead,” Kaiba hisses. “This is trauma, pure and simple, start to finish, can we have him committed already?!”

“He’ll come for you too,” Ryou’s voice trembles. “He’ll burn your wealth, salt your land, and you’ll regret not going peacefully like you should have!” A delirious giggle follows. “His Kiss is a mercy.”

“A mercy your sister didn’t have.” Kaiba asks.

The Earl, Ryou Bakura, goes still.

“Let’s break this all down,” Kaiba says. “Two years ago, your father disavowed you as the heir to Inoue when your dabbling in witchcraft became known to him and before it could become a disgrace. You were alone in your suffering.”

“You talk poorly of disgrace for someone who-”

“Meanwhile, years before that, your sister died of the same illness that killed your mother. An illness identical to symptoms of vampirism - unnatural levels of which we saw in the Blood Blight.” Kaiba leans in. “Don’t you think it’s a little convenient that the same illness which targeted noble families the most severely-”

“Everyone was a target,” Sir Tristan snaps. “You just didn’t notice it from your ivory tower! The Duke of Gamebridge was the one handling the situation while you were off playing scientist!”

Doc Dump

Unused from the vampire mess I've got going in my drafts - this is ultimately useless, this will be scrapped here.

(Context - Kaiba, Tristan the vampire slayer, and Yuugi all go to visit the Earl, Ryou, in his self-imposed sanctuary at the local church. Having recently lost everything in the burning down of his manor, he recluses himself there in rehabilitation of being enthralled/nearly turned by the vampire Bakura, whom Tristan killed and gained the title of 'Sir' for. As of late, Ryou has sworn to have reconnected somehow with Bakura through their link, and slowly goers mad within the church, where Bakura cannot enter. Throughout his time at the church, Ryou recounts the events to the three, in order to clarify how he knows Bakura is still alive. The Landgrave, Kaiba, is skeptical of this claim, whereas Yuugi is simply worried for his friend.)

[Absolutely none of this has anything to do with what this fic will be if it ever gets organized at all - increasingly unlikely, especially considering how entwined with VRAINS it's becoming in my head. Ryou is, once again, nothing but absorbed by Bakura and loses a lot of agency, which is something I've been trying to work on in general and I find that a LOT of the stuff in between is shit I did not want to write.

This was originally written for the Holy prompt for TenderWeek2021, with inspiration/basis from The Masters Song from Dracula The Musical AKA "The HypnoSluts Anthem" as my husband has correctly called it. I'm including the animatic becausde it's GORGEOUS.]

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I can’t explain how right it felt to belong to someone’s stomach and not their arms. I was meant for Master’s tooth, as the rabbit is meant for the wolf. It’s the way things are meant to be, the great cycle, and we should celebrate and embrace our part in it.

I will be part of it.

I will be a new part of it.

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“He said once I was Reborn I- I’d have my own will back.” The Earl wrings his hands together. “It’s all part of the process. To have new life is to have new character.”

“And you fell for that drivel?”

“Of course I didn’t!” Ryou says, then pauses. He holds his head. “Or - most of me didn’t? This sort of thing - it gets a hold on you. Makes you believe things. Bakura could’ve told me I could fly off the roof and… I wouldn’t believe him, but I’d trust him enough to do it. For him. Anything for Him.” A pause. “I’d do anything for Him.”

“We’re getting off-topic.”

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“Are you lying to us?” Asks the Viscount.

“No,” I shook my head. “I’m not. He knows there’s no harm in telling you the truth.”

“Did you ever lie to him again?” Atem followed.

“Never,” There was that feverish lilt again in my voice! “I’ll never lie to Him like that again.” I needed to steel myself to His influence. I swallowed down the warmth that crept through my skin. “And he’d know if I did. He’d know if I tried, if I even thought about it, let alone wanted to.” But then - so much as a breath, and my control was lost! “And I never want to.” I wanted to suck the air back into my lungs, keep that fervor to myself. “But he shouldn’t have that kind of power over me. I won’t let him. I won’t.”

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He spoke of destruction and decadence and I couldn’t deny Him - how glorious He made such chaos sound!

“I’ll burn your manor to the ground,” Master promised. “And raise you from the dirt. Melt all your gold anew and adorn you with what it becomes. Choke your servants with your silks and modesty will not bind you.”

“A convenient excuse,” I’d chided him. “You need only ask me for immodesty.”

“Shall I spoil your life after life for you?”

“Spoil nothing but me,” I said. “The rest will come in time.” And I had him - I kissed Him and He let me!

I’ll hear nothing more of sin - I bit the apple and it’s sweetness pales next to the Master's kiss!

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“It’s all a very nice show,” Kaiba says. “But even this far back from the chapel, your powers wouldn’t work here.”

Ryou blinks.

“It’s a risky move, coming to a Church for sanctuary, but all are welcome in God's house. Even the damned - so long as they hang up their armaments during their stay.”

“I’m... sorry?”

“Oh, I'm sure you are.” Kaiba says. “You’re very sorry you couldn’t save him, aren’t you?” Wide eyed, the man in front of him is silent. “There’s no harm in telling the truth, right?” Kaiba shrugs. “And you’ve been very truthful about all of this. Except for one thing - The Earl is dead.”

The room is silent. Ample time for him to speak.

“You kept your promise to Turn him - I’ll even venture to say you were going to do whatever else you promised - and you did favor him, but not more than your own life. Your kind isn’t built for virtue.” Kaiba leans back in his seat, steeples his fingers. “But vengeance? Vengeance is your specialty. Isn’t it, Bakura.”

Sir Tristan tenses, hand to his belt. Yuugi instinctively falls back.

Yet the Earl does nothing. Kaiba can’t help but grin as the curtain is pulled back.

“And now, when you have all three responsible here in front of you… and you’re unable to do anything but relive what happened? As your dead-by-true-death progeny? It must be so… infuriating.”

The man looks the other way. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Everything you needed to pull off this act was all in his notes, I’m sure. The Earl sounds like he was very thorough about his progress. Every note, every thought, every desire, down to the letter. And all at your disposal. Even the madness you drove him to, he took note. In fact, it probably fascinated him how differently he could feel and think - he always was disturbed like that.”

“Shut up,” He growls.

“Being in his head helped, didn’t it? You learned his mannerisms, how he speaks and carries himself and why.” Kaiba swings one leg over the other. “I’ll bet that’s even how you found out he’d do anything for you - even throwing his own life away.” He leans back in his seat, poorly restraining a laugh. “How cruel of you, throwing him to the dogs like that when he loved you so much-”

“I said shut up,” His voice grows ragged and raspy.

“Or maybe, it wasn't a desire to stay alive… but a desire to keep someone else alive.” With flair, Kaiba hammers the nail into the proverbial coffin. “This pathetic charade, the people in attendance, even what Church to flee to… was his idea, wasn’t it?”

Bakura lunges, as predicted. His hand goes for Kaiba’s throat, when the wrist is caught by Sir Tristant. He pins Bakura’s arm to the table and the vampire yells. The teapot knocks over from the force. A cup shatters.

“I’m guessing he also knew I had eyes on his land and that his death would service me more than you.” Kaiba inspects his fingernails as Sir Tristan twists the vampire’s arm. “And any vampire hunter would gladly take arms against you, but he was a fledgling killed in your stead. As the Viscount… Well. You just never liked how friendly they were, did you?”

“But…” Yuugi stammers. “But Ryou.. asked me to-”

“I’ll take another guess and say when your brother took control of the situation, ‘The Earl’ begged you to let him get his notes.” Yuugi winced. “They were probably testing their switch.”

“I never left his side,” Yuugi protests.

“Almost correct,” Kaiba smirks. “You never left,” His hand glides, a smooth gesture to the restrained vampire. “His side.” The Viscount’s face goes pale. “A vampire needs an invitation to enter… and this one was always welcome in the Earls estate.”

“If you knew shit, you’d know to keep your mouth shut,” Bakura snarls.

Kaiba leans in and forward, hands on the table, chin close to the wood of it. He looks Bakura in the eyes.

“You’re not such a threat when you’re neutered like this.” Kaiba asks. “Maybe we should round the rest of your lot up in here next time.” Sir Tristan’s stiff, suddenly. Kaiba scoffs. “Oh, what. You’re not gunna go on about love and peace, are you? Isn’t it more loving towards your neighbor and peaceful for us all to eliminate the Blood Blight for good?”

“You almost had it right,” Bakura growls from his pin. “Two counts wrong though - first being, The Viscount was never on my list.”

“Semantics.” Kaiba scoffs.

“The second is the assumption that the Earl is Truly Dead.”

[jbinbcn]

North Trip

06-09.12.2018

Pamplona - San Sebastian - Zumaya - Bilbao - Vitoria

Long weekend trip with ESN! I had never visited the North of Spain so when I saw the opportunity to go there with ESN, I bought the ticket :D And I needed to take a day off on Friday (6.12 is a holiday in Spain). SO GOOD SO GOOD!

4 days, 5 cities, more than 1300 km !

And I could see my lovely ocean after 2 years! <3 But for sure I’ll come back there! Still so many places to visit! Asturiuuunuuus are waiting XD So let’s start from the beginning.

06.12.2018 Valencia -> Pamplona

The meeting point was at 5 ! I slept 3h... and when I was walking to the bus I passed so many drunk people enjoying the night xD Why so early? Because it’s around 6h in the bus, we could leave Valencia even earlier to have more time for visiting. I slept like dead.. I got used to it, I just sit in the bus/train/car and I sleep. The bus stopped in the middle of nowhere for a break. There was a huge restaurant-shop to enjoy breakfast. I liked that place. Nice to have something like that, not only McDonalds and Orlen hot dogs.

At 8 I enjoyed from the bus the sunrise. It was really cool one, but yeah, photos through the window...

A few words about spanish landscapes. What I noticed, Spain is sooo empty. I mean, when you drive a car on the highway, there is nothing, no buildings, no forests, nothing. Just mountains in many parts, and windmills. I mean, for me is totally different from this what I see in Poland ;) Especially those mountains, but this in -> Chulilla.

We arrived around 12:00 to Pamplona. Our first city. ESN guys took us around the center doing their best city tour. 

---In the brackets I’ll write the name in BASQUE language!--- Probably you know about Cataluña, independence and catalán language. Spain is even more crazy. In the North of Spain there is a Basque Country (es: Pais Vasco, Euskadi) - yes, we are still in Spain. It’s an Autonomous Community (one of 17). But they have own language, spanish and basque are co-official languages there. You think, yeah sure language, probably it’s just dialect, he he, no xD Euskara It’s one of the languages which the etymologists can not find origins. For sure none of the European and is a language isolate to any other know ones. It’s like magic. My personal feelings (don’t take it serious): for me it’s a language of wildness, of woodsmen, of Vikings! Like big bearded guys xD sorry 🙈

Still don’t believe me?  So let’s have a look at the examples of the words, english - spanish - euskara

my favorite one: butterfly - mariposa - tximeleta  others: hello - hola - aupa  yes - si - bai no - no - ez kiss - beso - musua beach - playa - hondartza xDDD restaurant - restaurante - jatetxea father - padre - aita  I love you - te quiero - maite zaitut ❤

Sooo? Do you agree with me that is like viking? XD BASQUE MAN TRUE MAN!

If you still think that I chose only really different words, go to wikipedia, find some article (like famous one) and change the language to Euskara and enjoy ;)  BTW, The girl from Bilbao said that Eusakara is a difficult language to learn. There are 12 gramatical cases !!!! Ok hungarian still wins - 29...  For spanish speakers:

 For others, from 1:30:

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But let’s back to the trip. 

Pamplona (Iruña) 06.12.2018 In polish - Irunia - is a cute version of a name Irena ;)

It’s a capital city of Comunidad Foral de Navarra (Nafarroako Foru Komunitatea). So it’s not a “basque” city - I mean, autonomous community, but it’s in Basque Country as a region (Euskal Herria).

It’s really easy to notice when you passed the border of Spain and Basque region. Unfortunately we didn't stop to take some breathtaking photos, and from the window.. you know..

Mountains appearing in the fog...

For me it was amazing! But not on the photos. Sorry not sorry.

Do you know what Pamplona is famous for? ---Running of the bulls (encierro)--- During 9-day festival of Sanfermines (6-7 of July)  First run is on 7th, at 8 am. And then day by day till the end. It’s a good time to visit Pamplona second time ;) Then I can describe the whooooole tradition. Right now just some words. Origins: 14th century, men wanted to be faster and faster with transporting their bulls to the market square. They noticed that the best way is to make the bulls excited and frightened. After a while young boys and others started to making a competition between each other - who will be the fastest in the pens without being injured and overtaken. Because spanish people are crazy, the tradition expanded popularity and nowadays it’s preserved in many spanish cities. In Pamplona tradition is more touristic now, so maybe is better to go to another city to enjoy the old tradition. Enjoy - maybe it’s a wrong word, I don’t know if I would be strong enough to watch people running and getting injured and those poor bulls which will finish at the arena for a fight and dead at the end with a long way. In 1910 they began record-keeping and since then 15 people died. Last one in 2009. On wikipedia you can check exact data if you are interested. ----------

Step by step how we visited in few hours Pamplona (with many photos).

We started at the Plaza del Castillo, center of the city, social life, concerts, markets, events. The buildings around are really beautiful and reminded me Krakow ;)

The weather was like warm autumn.. ahh <3

El kiosko is a heart of the square.

Then we just followed ESN and enjoying the city. Of course we chose city tour in spanish, si si!

Around the cathedral there was a nice terrace to have a view of Pamplona from one side.

ESN guide tour we finished at Ayuntamiento. Baroque style, lions bearing coats of arms and a trumpet-blowing angel.

FREEEE TIME, means exactly food time.

---And now food story--- Vasco Pais is known as a land of pintxos. What’s that? Do you know tapas? Yes, the same “style”, just smaller. Pintxos - small “finger” foods. Like small sandwiches (takie kanapeczki koreczki). Slice of bread with a toothpick in the middle holding the rest together. They can be warm or cold. You enter the bar and in front of you there are all available pintxos, sometimes in the menu you can find more, which have to served warm. How to order? Depends, there are 2 ways. If the plate is on the counter and pintxos are easy to take, take the plate and put there whatever you want. If there are no plates or pintxos are behind the glass, just walk around, choose what you like and then ask a waiter to serve you them. In some bars they are all in the same price so you pay for how many toothpicks you have on the plate after all, or just you pay at the beginning when they are served. Funny fact: you enter the bar and you see it a little bit (or veeeery) dirty, like the floor is full of napkins. It means that the bar is good one, visited by many locals. Wtf?! It’s more hygienic to throw it than to keep it next to your food. In pintxos bars there are not places to sit. Pintxos are for standing socializing. You have a pintxo, you talk, you enjoy, you drink txacoli (sparkling, very dry white wine). You change the bar. It’s like pintxos crawling. Of course there are competitions which bars serve the best ones. ----------

So we knew what we want to eat - pintxos - claro que si. And the best for that is street called: Estafeta (on this street bulls run during the festival). But we found “the best ones” which won some prizes last year: Restaurante Baserriberri.

When we saw the prices there… 3e for a small pintxo xDDD

But then we saw that the waiters are serving something really interesting. In the menu we checked that this pintxo - bOOmveja -  won last year some prize. Look:

The form is not eatable. It’s printed in 3d printer. Inside I tasted some parkerhouse rolls (???? butter bread?) with (as we said) sheep cheese. It was amazing, so delicious, mmmm <3 

What I found about the ingredients? Read that xDDD But I can recommend. 3,5e, smaller than appetizer but was good XD

Then we went to the plaza de castillo to eat what we still had in our backpacks :D

Uncle Google recommended us to visit Ciudadela - 16-century fortress which from the top looks like an extraterrestrial star. In 18th century it was a prison, now it’s a park to chill. We took some stupid photos and it was time to come back to the bus. 

On our way we passed Baluarte Palacio de Congresos y Auditorio de Navarra - cultural center, modern art, art art art. And we stopped on Plaza de Toros next to Bullfighting Monument to take such an awesome video (I’m wondering how many people had the same idea).

So there was nobody! Finally some old people appeared so I asked them (I knew that it’s stupid idea) if some of them can take a short video of us (because I wanted to be in the video as well…). I prepared my phone, the old man, how to stand, what to click, we did our performance.

I checked what he had recorder... eh yes.. one more time please, again, preparing everything I even clicked the start… but he clicked the stop to early xD 

Well… at least he helped!

So bus time again. Pamplona - thank you and maybe see you in July. All day should be enough if you (like me) don’t visit all museums from inside. Next city!

San Sebastian (Donostia)

My favorite city in the northern Spain !! I’d live there just because of the view and location. The other aspects I don’t know ;)

We arrived to the “hostel”. Exactly we arrived to some place in the middle of something. And behind the hill we found our hostel. If you have a car or money for the taxi - is ok, they are able to reach the place. If not, like we, only big bus, we had to climb and then go down to find the hostel. It was already dark so even we didn’t know what we are doing, darkness. Of course, mess at the beginning who is with who in the room (sorryyyy Carlyne!). But finally we managed it to be together (5!) and 6th one scotch-italiano new friend ;)

Some free time and then all the group took a public bus to go to the center for a dinner, before party, party and after party depends on your strength.

So it was night sightseeing in San Sebastian.

Of course we went to eat pintxos. So much tourists. We entered to Senra Zaharrean.

Pintxos calientes ;)

It was a little bit crowded, but we waited like 5min to get a table. In this restaurant you take a plate, put what you want, pay. If you wanna beer, the waiter will bring you. Or if you’re going to the table you can pay later.

Next step we decided to buy some % and enjoy on the beach side. Of course hiding, drinking from the plastic bag.. 🙈

And then ESN and others came and we went to do BOTELLON ---------- I think I’ve never explained what is botellon. So it’s before party. Like we meet somewhere outside with a lot of alco etc, we enjoy, drink, have some social life before going to the clubs. Clubs in Spain are open mostly after midnight, people appear there more around 1-2 because during that time you don’t pay for the entrance, or you pay less. ----------

So our botellon was on the beach, under promenade. Good place, I recommend you to visit it during your stay in San Sebastian xD

And because I love the ocean so much I was in heaven. I haven’t seen it for 2,5 years! Ocean is the power, strength. It keeps me calm but gives me the energy at the same time. I’m in trance like I wrote once on fb ;)

I spend I think 1h looking at waves, were good/big enough. Satisfying ;) But because in Dec I didn’t have any winter clothes with me and north is quite cold during “winter” I started freezing so I came back to the Botellon. It was first and last time when I could see the ocean during the night. Hope to come back soon :D

To be honest I was so tired after this first day and night in the bus. Or I’m getting old too fast. :( But when ESN said that we have a free beer in the bar Bataplan, I went there to enjoy it xD #cebula

But it was one of the worst beers ever. Ble.. Carlyne took wine and it was even worse xD So it wasn’t worth but at least was warm. Erasmus had a karaoke party there and later they were supposed to go to the club to dance but no idea.

We decided to come back to the hostel. But because it was sooo f. away we had 2 options. Walk 3,5km oooor take a taxi. The problem was that we were 5 and nobody wanted to take us, and 2 taxis - too expensive come on xD So we walked xD 40min, up and down. I felt like in Porto od Gdynia, we go up, we go down, do it again again again, do it again again again. But it was ok, I did my steps. 

The hostel was ok, just the shower “perfect size”, like you enter and don’t move. And localization - terrible. For sure not for me, but for the big group works well.

Morning we started with of course breakfast but then city tour in San Sebastian. We had to move out, take our things to the bus, leave them there and enjoy San Sebastian during the day - the weather was perfect <3

So now it’s time for photos ;)

At the beginning we had a city tour with ESN. We started next to the beach to go up for the view.

Parte Vieja - old town, just walking and enjoying. 

Rumbo! XD Better version of it. (Rumbo is a club in Valencia which I don’t like and I don’t recommend). Una mierda.

Can you see a heart?

I read on the internet about this basque dessert so we tried. Like sweet rice pudding - good one!

Ayuntamiento - It’s kind of masterpiece, no? Before it was casino, you know, politicians, businessmen, etc. 

And around:

Urgull Mendia is a hill by the ocean. It’s a perfect chilling spot for enoying the view. AMAZING!

The flag of Basque Country.

Mamma mia !

ahhh my stupid pink-eye-make-up... Sad story behind :(

Heheszki

Yes, I’m happy :))

Museo de San Telmo - the oldest and the biggest in Basque Country. From prehistory to modernity. The original part of the museum it was a Dominican convent (XVI) so it’s like mix of the styles. Yes, I haven’t visited it inside.

Unfortunately we didn’t have time for many things!!! But I’m pretty sure they are worth a visit. :(

Monte Igueldo - The view has to be amazing. You can reach it by the antique funicular railway. On the top there is amusement park and tower - El Torreón.

La Catedral del Buen Pastor - 10 000 whistles in the organ - one of the biggest in Europe.

Isla de Santa Clara - to be honest - I’ve NOT seen it !!! Writing this I’m reading some stuffs and then I see on the photos the island, I’m like wtf, there was not any island! I checked my photos, yes, on mines the island “doesn’t exist”, because I was on the other side and for me it was just one land, one coast. Eh :(  Another reason to come back! 

There is a small cafe and a lighthouse. But you can access it only between 1th June and 30th September via ferry.

Paseo Nuevo - fuck my life. Another thing which I haven’t seen! It’s a new promenade around the Urgull hill, starts in Kursaal, and finishes in the port. It’s famous for the photos with huge waves. Come on, it’s my element (no byłabym w swoim żywiole!). Who wants to join me?

Peine del Viento - one of the best-known works by sculptor Eduardo Chillida. If you wanna a postcard from Donostia, probably it will be with those sculptures. We were supposed to go there, it’s on the opposite side of the beach (Playa de Ondarreta) but we didn’t have enough time so we came back to the old town. AND if we had gone there, we would have seen also the island… so bad so bad JB. Those sculptures are so heavy and there is story behind them, but I’m not gonna write about it, not yet! I’ll go, I’ll explore, I’ll learn, I’ll take pictures, then I can tell you more - my version :D

So when we noticed that there is no time for the sculptures,  we went to eat pintxos, how it could be different. And to be honest we found finally cheap <more or less> and good ones! Oh yeah! So I recommend this place in San Sebastian - Bar Gorriti.

On the floor there were a lot of napkins so it had to be good! In this one you say what you want and the waiter will put it on the plate, what has to be served warm, he will give you in 2-3min. Here I tried txicoli, yeah, sparkling and sour. But the way how they serve it, look!

I took some bowl, it was warm pintxo and really good one! It was my favorite one I think. Inside there was kind of mixed meat, maybe some smashed potatoes and it was fried - recommend!

Next step was - to chill xD I could see so many things but what I did? I went to sleep on the beach xD It was really good siesta, I just lied down on the wall and I was enjoying my dreams. And from there we had a view on the surfers - this is surfing, not like in Valencia, minimal waves, no adrenaline, etc (but they do it in Valencia! lol).

When I wake up (15-20min, true afternoon siesta), I went to say goodbye to the ocean. Calm me baby.

Then the bus and let’s go to another city!

Zumaya

We went there only for like 45min. Why? There is an amazing view spot. Some scenes of Game of Thrones were recorded there (I don’t know which ones, I don’t watch it, sorry not sorry). But maybe you can guess from photos:

But it was the only place where was raining and was soooo f*ck… windy! Omg xD 

But it was worth it. You know, act like nothing is happening, just for photos, and then run away before you fall off. But amazing, amazing! Basque landscapes - wow!

zmokła kura.

Next city!

Bilbao 07.12.2018

We arrived when was dark already, so like always, just run away from the bus (because it stopped where it shouldn’t), take the luggage and enter the hostel. This time the hostel was more or less in the center so walking time (probably we would have walked even if it had been located somewhere outside xD). We had some time to prepare, do shopping, before leaving for botellon.

So we did. A good shopping. Just look xD We wanted to be prepared, not like in San Sebastian, just one beer. HE HE XDD

That night ESN prepared for us a dinner, like tortillas de patatas, chips chips chips, chorizos, jamones, etc.

After that we had some drinking games and then let’s go! Botellon spot was next to Guggenheim Museum - artistic botellon! And here will be the story of Bilbao xD

I left my phone in the hostel, because I’m with big group, we have a lot of vodka, just to be sure that I won’t lose it. The hostel had 3 doors to pass, entrance - code, room area - code, room - code. Better because we were 12 (!!!) in the room so impossible to share one key (like in San Sebastian). I hadn’t known that, and when receptionist saw me fighting with the “room area” door, he gave me a card with all codes and with the address of the hostel. I put it to the pocket with thinking - it will be useful. We (5 of us) started drinking during the way to botellon (you know, like there is no time). And yes, for 2 of us it was a little bit bad idea XD And when ESN said that we have to go to the club to enter before 2 (because for free), I decided to take a friend home, another 2 stayed, one left with ESN. So it was like 15min walking, more or less 2 big streets. To remind - I didn’t have my phone with me, and the other person phone didn’t work - wtf! Like just stopped, all apps from Google just stopped. We were left without a map… I just knew one street at the beginning and that’s all. So ok, we will ask on the streets. I even didn’t remember the hostel name xDDD Buuut yes, a had an address!!! <3 First person to ask - young dustman. When he showed me the map, I was like, fuck, we are lost already, after 10min we were somewhere else than we were supposed to be. Ok, he said, go straight and at the end ask someone else. But I really needed to use the toilet, like really. And then I saw some cafe in the middle of some park, it looked like private party, but the door was a little bit open, I entered like without touching, like I’m matching perfect to this open door hole. I said - HOLA, my instinct just knew were to go to find a bathroom, I used, I came back to that door, I said - ADIOS. Easy xD We asked again some people in this park about the way. Then we again asked some young guys, they look at the map and like - oooookeeeey, maybe we will take you there. They knew about crazy Erasmus life. They understood those feelings. We were walking walking walking, then they said that it’s at the end of the street. You even can’t imagine how happy we were. But then we were lost again xD My friend because of hiccup was hiding behind - glass lift xD when I was asking some group of old people (+60) about the hostel. They were like, it’s here… And then I look around, I noticed Carrefour (where we did our lovely shopping). I can not explain those positive emotions which I had that time… That happiness! When I entered the room, the rest of the group was sleeping already.. how?!?! We were walking for 1,5h hour… Love you Bilbao ;*

In the morning, breakfast, shower (we had 1 shower for 12 people, good luck), and let’s explore what we explored during the night. No idea how was our path. I tried my best, but yeah.. We went first to Guggenheim Museum. Ok, I was fascinated (I think first time) because I read a book of Dan Brown - Origin (Początek) last Christmas and there were some of the actions.

Solomon Guggenheim was crazy about abstract art, his flat started being to small for all his collection, so he set a foundation up and established museum - Museum of Non-Objective Painting. But the place was also too small. Frank Lloyd Wright designed a new building. When you think about museum, probably you think about old building, you know artistic, wow, photogenic, wow, art, wow, majestic! This one was different, was destroying all the well-known rules. The collection was growing and growing and in 80s the contemporary director Thomas Krens decided to set branches up. That time Bilbao was a dying city. There was an economic crisis, the big industrial companies crashed. The Basque government asked Krens to build of the branch in Bilbao, he asked Frank Gehr to construct it. It cost a lot of money, but was built on time and budget. Has it helped Bilbao? A lot! Maybe that’s why you know that city. ~9000 workplaces, during first 2 years more than 2 600 000 people visited the museum!

The building is made of titanium and glass. You can see there fish, flower or a sailing boat, depends from which side you are looking at (or how “creative” you are ;) ). Around the museum you can find:

Puppy - West Highland terrier, 13m, 16 tonnes, tens thousands of flowers.

Maman - “mummy”, spider, almost 10m, includes a sac with 32 eggs, meaning: mother’s protection - soft for children, dangerous for others - many interpretations.

Fire fountain - from time to time 5 fountains blast flames into the sky - I haven’t seen :/

Tulips - bunch of 7 large tulips (5m) like a baloons.

Tall Tree & The Eye - 73 reflective spheres, too deep to write.

Fog - it appears from time to time.

The entrance: 16e, 9e (students <26). Better to check the hours and if that day is open. 

We had a headphones with the guide (in english). You clicked the interesting number and you could hear the story. Take the map with you. 

It’s really big but accidentally I went first to the room with sculpture of THE MATTER OF TIME. For me it’s sooooo fascinating! It was in the book of Dan Brown and it’s not art which you should go deep in, like think why it looks like that, what the author thought, no! Richard Serra is known as an artist whose sculptures you can’t feel, you can’t get them with your eyes only, you can’t look at them and understand them. It’s all about physical feeling. When he started, people didn’t like his art, it was ugly for them. It’s impossible to show his sculptures on the photos, because they mean nothing then. You have to walk through them, they will work for you physically (no w sensie, że nie fizycznie odczujesz co ziomek chciał przedstawiać, zacznie Ci się kręcić, w głowie, albo jakieś inne takie efekty specjalne). Maybe you know those blocks in front of the Museum of Holocaust in Berlin? He designed them. On the photos - hmm you don’t know wtf, but when you walk through you should start feeling lonely, uneasy, lost. This art I appreciate :D So what about The matter of time? 8 sculptures, the lightest piece weights 44 tons and the heaviest 276 tons - wow - together - 1034 tons - wow! In the room next to it you can find everything explained and small version of it to have a better look at the construction.

After the previous night I was a little bit dizzy, but when I passed all those sculptures I wanted to die. It seriously works! It makes you dizzy, you feel like it’s closing you inside, you lose the orientation, you are lost in time. Maybe it’s better to visit this room at the end, to feel better during walking on the 2nd and 3rd floor.

One more room was quite interesting on the 1st floor. In the middle there were kind of bowels (flaki, wnętrzności, takie jelitka czy ciul wie co). In one corner just phone recording you and showing it on a big screen - lol. Kind of strange tent - no idea. Some flying big balloons, salt xD

And 3 figures of dogs. Here I listened to the record carefully but when the guide said that it’s Maria and Jesus.. well.. I changed the channel.

Next floors (2nd & 3rd) - omg so boring (sorry art lovers). Paintings, paintings… no sense, no feelings, no. Aaaaa and it was forbidden to take photos :/ I noticed it too late xD

But this painting... wtf ! Or there was one, totally black, with one white corner. No.

And then we went to eat! Pintxos, claro que si! We just were walking with ESN, but because the group was too big, we entered to the next bar. Also recommended! I liked it.

Plaza Albia

I saw that they also have those balls so I took one. Hmm it was different, not that delicious buuuuuut

The sauce was so so so f. spicy! But good at the same time, like you keep eating mmm it’s perfect, but when you stop... better to not stop XD

mniam mniam mniam!

Napkins on the floor!

Then we walked a little bit and decided to come back to the museum (there was our meeting point) and chill there.

Bilbao’s architecture:

Then we had a city tour with guys from ESN Bilbao so we learnt more about the city from true basque people :)

Beautiful sunset!

We decided to eat for a dinner CAROLINA! It’s like another basque dessert. But on our way we found bubble wafer which I always wanted to try in Krakow so... (szału nie ma dupy nie urywa).

And we found carolinas! In Poland we have something similar for winters and we call it - warm ice creams - ciepłe lody. Mniam :D

On our way to the hostel... we passed the street to the right and we noticed 10min later when we were on the top of the hill... Bilbao <3

So this night was our! Like finally we wanted to end up in the basque club! Por favor xD But this time we needed to take metro and walk a little bit (~40min in total) and we had botellon just in front of the club. But what it was a club! xDDD When we were walking from the metro we were like in the worst part of the city, between some industrial buildings, garages etc. Like wtf. And then we stopped on the parking, and we were playing games and drinking (more careful than the day before). When I asked ESN where is the club they showed closed door to one of the garages XD And yes, it was this, around midnight the door opened and you could see that this can be a club. How it was? Typical spanish club, maybe not enough of reggaeton and music to dance, like to many songs of electro something, but at all - not bad. I was thinking to walk to the hostel but when I saw the area and everything, nope, metro. Even taxi doesn’t go there xD And when we were waiting for the club, spanish people started arriving and it was like “village need for speed shows” XDD You know chicos in the cars showing their best screech of tyres (no powiedziałabym sądeckie dresy popisujące się paleniem opon, no poczułam się jak w Nowym Sączu przez chwilę).

So party in the North - checked. At least once xD

In the morning, zombie packing and let’s go to the next city!

Vitoria (Gasteiz) 09.12.2018

It’s a capital city of Basque Country (nope, not Bilbao). It’s not big one but it’s cute. We started next to the new cathedral, again we had a city tour with a girl from ESN Vitoria. It was a good tour!

This place is like social life center. During the summer old people (like +60) meet here to dance. It has to be so cute :D When I pass my 60 I’ll go to Vitoria to dance the whole night :D

This is the new cathedral. Why? Where is the old one? The old one was damaging and the city needed a cathedral so they build new one. But as I heard they are not proud of it - it’s ugly.

We started a sightseeing from a new part. Look at the architecture.

Iglesia de San Miguel

Plaza Nueva It’s like Sunday spot for locals. In the past it was a market place and bull arena. Now it’s a place to meet, grab a drink, etc. Every Sunday children come here to exchange with some posters, stamps, coins etc (pamiętacie wymianę karteczkami? XD).  

Plaza de los fueros Before it was Plaza de Abastos - for selling fresh products. New one exist for >30 years. Fuero - forum, open spacec used as market.

In basque cities they have a cool way to put the names of the streets. I like it.

In the wall on the right (second photo on the left) there is a girl. She was walled up and people say that you can hear her sometimes, well.

El Portalon c. XV, traditional basque food, not cheap one.

In Vitoria you can find some nice graffiti.

We finished out tour. Free time for food and it’s time to go back to Valencia. This time I’ll surprise you, for the lunch we ate - kebab! XDDD Because it’s big enough for 6h in the bus and it costs like 2 pintxos so.. xD

Then we walked throught the city, enjoying it last time.

Locals call it - pussy.

In the Florida parkea - the park - there was a kind of Bethlehem. We were looking or a Jesus like 15min xD asking locals if they know, they didn’t, but we found it, it was so hidden!

Nice pig XD

Like in Barcelona.

Sooo that’s all from basque cities. We took a bus to Valencia.

Super trip! I’ll come back, for sure to San Sebastian! Thank you guys! :D

And you did it, you survived till the end XD CONGRATULATIONS!

//whatHappenedInTheNorthStaysInTheNorth

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Kaede Kisaragi Watches The Flash S3E11 - Dead or Alive

It’s the suit right? Chicks dig the suit.

Narration tells us about how fighting crime is not quite the same all the time, because the criminals evolve. Cue criminals negotiating fancy hi-tech guns that not even the military has. And cue Flash, making a santa joke, when everyone knows it's Flash who delivers in Central City every Christmas Eve... Don't believe me? Check out the DC Holiday Special from 2016.

The narration introduces Team Flash's secret weapon... a man of science, a man of action, wielding a massive gun, and... Oh for fuck's sake, HR. Don't pull out a massive gun and start laughing, that's villain stuff!

So yeah, turns out this is HR, in his recording pen, writing another one of his stories. Oh boy, is this gonna be the plot focus here? He rewrites Flash's adventures with himself as the hero? A maniacal laughing hero? Even Julian thinks that the team's disorganized adventuring isn't quite as methodical as Cisco claims. So anyway, Flash hunting the Electric Gang as they try to escape with the fancy guns. Kid Flash joins him, and Flash executes his idea: executing a speed 'cloud' (racing left and right really quick), hiding the lunge from Kid Flash to force them to take a hard right, stopping the car. Oh, and Flash lets Kid Flash take the fame for this one... Why? Well, a bus full of cheerleaders want to thank the guy... He even zips them a quick lightning on the floor before leaving. Smooth moves, Mister West :3

Naturally, HR is excited about the way they finished it. Julian (whom HR now calls "Bond") claims they could've finished it in 6 different, more effective ways, but hey, no Cheerleaders then. And I love Iris' marking of territory by asking Barry about 'how many cheerleaders exactly'. She quickly goes back to work though, asking if there was anyone else in the arms deal, because there's a new player in town with the hi-tech weaponry. Same guy who gave Plunder his gun. As she leaves, Barry is brought by Cisco to see the cool way he and Caitlin found to 'map' the future. They made a 3D reconstruction of the scene from the future.

Barry "...with toys." Caitlin "The medium is not important."

Yeah barry, shut up, or Lego CW-verse won't happen.

Cisco explains that, based on the distance future Flash is in from Savitar, he needs to run that distance in 0.21 seconds to save Iris. Julian comes in and explains how that is, well, impossible. He shows us a graphic from Barry's initial speed, followed by his current speed, and then the speed he NEEDS when May comes. And based on his current rate of improvement, it's impossible to reach it. He's a dick about it, but he's right. They gotta find a way to make it work.

Elsewhere, late night at Jitters, the mystery woman from last episode breaks in with powers. She picks up a coin... and VIBES HR!!! AND THEN WHEN THE COPS GET TO HER, SHE BLASTS THEM WITH VIBE BLASTS!!! SHE'S A VIBE FROM ANOTHER EARTH!!! THAT'S HOW SHE OPENED A BREACH!!! Which is how she escapes, too. The following day, Barry and Joe find no clues in the crime scene, since she wasn't exactly stealing. Joe expresses his pride on his two 'hero boys', but also is worried Iris might be going in too deep in her arms dealer investigation, and puts Barry on the spot by asking him to tell him if there's anything going on. Barry promises they're doing fine.

Cue Cisco, Caitlin and HR being surprised by the appearance of the meta woman in front of STAR Labs. HR identifies her as Gypsy, a 'collector'. And what she collects? Well... Him. Cue her breaching into the lab and shooting him with a gun. Cisco is quick to vibe her away from HR, Caitlin checking on him while... Cisco too obviously flirts with her. PRIORITIES, CISCO! She shows off her powers, breaching and blasting Cisco flying. Kid Flash comes in, and she shows another use of vibing powers: STOPPING A SPEEDSTER TO A HALT! She then exposits that HR is a fugitive from justice, because interdimensional travel is forbidden by law in their Earth, and HR knew that when he came here. Also, she found him easily because HR has been transmitting his story chapters back to their earth. Yeah, not the brightest bulb. She tells them she won't 'go through them' because that would mean killing them, and tells HR he has an hour to put his affairs in order. And then she leaves, obviously flirting back with Cisco.

So yeah, HR has been beaming the Team Flash adventures back to his earth, while making himself the lead hero. And his prose is painful. And apparently HR doesn't find Barry Allen relatable as a protagonist. Caitlin scopes out Cisco's obvious 'type' of deadly sexy girls. First Golden Glider, now Gypsy. As for HR? Well... The punishment for interdimensional travel is death. Because of a noodle incident where another Earth invaded and nearly destroyed their earth. Could it be the Crime Syndicate earth? Caitlin asks WHY he'd risk his life to come here... He doesn't answer. The team doesn't wanna let him die, but Julian raises a good point: if he appears in the future vision right now, maybe not letting HR stay will change the future and it won't be the "Iris dying" future.

Barry discusses this with Iris. They don't know what to do, because they can't know if it'll impact the future doing this now. He uses this opportunity to ask Iris not to pursue the arms dealer, since they got already enough problems. Iris says she'll drop it, but Barry knows from experience Iris never listens. And indeed she doesn't, because next thing, she's asking Wally to revive the Flashpoint sibling-crimefighter-duo thing. Because she's confident it can't be dangerous for her since she "will only die in May". I'll comment on this later.

Cisco confronts HR on why he didn't answer Caitlin's question, interupting HR's declaration of love for Soap operas. He explains (to an arriving Barry too) that he woke up one morning, looked in the mirror, and saw that despite his fame and power, he was a fraud, he was not important, he didn't mean anything... He wanted to come to earth-prime and fix this. Rewrite his own story. But he has no choice here. Not unless he, and he adds this with a complete shrug of 'whatever', appeals through Trial by Combat.

Gypsy's here. And just as HR is ready to accept his fate, Barry starts saying she can't take him... but CISCO ends it by saying he challenges her to trial by combat. That or they can solve this in a nice sports drink bar right outside and PRIORITIES CISCO!

Gypsy "You do realize trial by combat is to the death right?" Cisco "Yeah. For the loser."

So yeah... 24 hours preparation time for Cisco. And she totally gonna kill him.

The team is all very... not confident in Cisco, despite their hopeful words and promises to help. I mean, Gypsy is clearly a lot more skilled than he is at Vibing. Julian says he can come up with a training regimen and asks Caitlin to prep the med bay for... FOR GYPSY, OF COURSE, TOTALLY GYPSY GONNA NEED THE MED BAY, OBVIOUSLY, NOT CISCO, NO SIR. Helluva save, mate. And he was trying, really trying.

So yeah, according to HR, gypsy is a legend in his earth, never been beaten. HR is disbelieving Cisco would risk his life for him when he doesn't like him, and doesn't accept the 'this is how we do things' logic. Cisco admits that the other two wellses, they were always there for them... So he just, for once in his life, wishes to be there for Harrison Wells.

Meanwhile, Iris is making a criminal out of her brother by making him speed-photograph the files on the arms dealer case from her father's desk. Iris tells him that she feels these could be her last months on earth, and she wants her life to mean something. She wants to be able to say she mattered, as more than just the sister, the daughter and the girlfriend. Cue Iris talking to Joe and Cecile, who just pulled an accidental double innuendo and made Joe laugh hard. And... we see Iris is a bad, horrible liar, struggling to come up with a topic to distract Joe, so... SHE ACTUALLY TELLS HIM SHE'S CONSIDERING HAVING A CHILD WITH BARRY AND I CANNOT TAKE THIS XDDDDDD AND NEITHER CAN JOE, FOR THAT MATTER XDDDD BUT THEN SHE REVIVES HIM BY SAYING SHE MEANT A PET, NOT A CHILD!!! AND I'M DYING HERE TOO XDDD

Cisco's training is not doing so great, both breaching him in the wrong direction or the wrong floor. HR pulls Barry aside, and says they gotta stop gypsy before she fights Cisco. For which he tagged her with a tracer and tells Barry she's at the waterfront. They try to grab her with the meta cuffs, but she sees it coming by a mile, cuffing Barry. She disses HR for breaking their most sacred laws, and is about to cancel the death match, but Flash urges her that the trial by combat is also a law that should be respected. She says she'll meet Cisco in battle, and takes HR as leverage.

Cisco is not happy to find out that Barry and HR weren't trusting his odds (funnily enough agreeing with Julian that they should've respected the deal). Barry admits to Cisco he's not feeling good with all the things that can happen if he doesn't get fast enough in time for May. Zoom and Reverse Flash were different deals than Savitar. Cisco himself is only worried for what happens to HR (forgetting that he'll die if he lose too), and asks how he copes with the hero pressure. Barry says it's the team backing him in the corner that keeps him straight. And he'll do the same for Cisco. Julian comes in and identifies a small weakness in Gypsy's 'breach and blast' technique: whenever she emerges from a breach, she got her feet off the ground. Off-balance. Cisco goes to work.

Kid Flash and Iris go investigate the hiding place of the arms dealer. While he goes do recon, Iris enters by herself in the place. She finds the gun crates and she... is caught by the arms dealer, with his gun. And she... defiantly walks towards him. Acting completely and utterly fearless. WALKING UP UNTIL THE GUN IS TOUCHING HER CHEST. SHE'S RESCUED BY KID FLASH, WHO IS RIGHTEOUSLY PISSED AT HER FOR PULLING THIS. She says he gotta leave before CCPD arrives, but Wally is sure Joe will be cool with this.

Joe "Hell no, I ain't cool with this."

Because Iris and Kid Flash ruined a sting operation that took the DA months to set up. Iris claims this is more than just a story for her. Wally openly complains about her nearly getting shot. Barry's eyes go 'fuck...'. Barry drags Iris aside to talk to her, since she's kinda rubbing it in that she's hiding shit from her dad with this behavior. She insists she's not afraid to die... Or the future... She's afraid to end up like her mother: gone, no mark left behind. Barry assures her that her mom DID leave something... A brave son and the woman he loves. He promises that, whatever the future holds, they'll face it together.

Gypsy sent her location. It's time. HR annoys Gypsy rambling about sci-fi romance. Cisco shows up, in full vibe costume. She assures him that she does intend to kill him, despite his flirty behavior right now. May the best vibe win. Part of her hoped he'd not show. As he tries to ask how she wanna do this, she cheap shots him. He gets up, and they begin a vibe-o-war, Barry saying he won't interfere again or that would be forfeiting. The vibe-o-war ends with a draw, and she says it's time to turn it up to 11. Vibe geeks out on the spinal tap reference, but she spears him through a breach.

They end up in Earth-2, where she punches him and tells him he talks too much. He pulls a reverse breach-spear, taking her to SUPERGIRL'S EARTH, AT CAT CO'S BUILDING, where she hits him in the pipes and the balls before tossing him aside. Cue Miss Tessmarcher (the assistant in Kara's place now she's a reporter) wondering if the city's gotten weirder.

They land on a fiery lava pit, where vibe says she's flirting with him (saying 'this is hot', groan) because she's afraid. She says she's unbeaten, but he claims everyone has a weakness.

They return to Earth-prime, where she scoffs at him, saying they vibe the same frequency, but he's afraid and insecure, so he can't show how powerful he really is. Thus, he'll lose. She pulls the breach-blast, but vibe antecipates it, and blasts her hard, holding her down hard on the floor. He won.

Barry&Caitlin "He won! Yes!" Julian "She must have been on an off day!... What?"

Julian is a disaster XD

By the laws of Earth-19, HR is Cisco's, as is gypsy's life. He says this ain't how they roll, helping her up.

Gypsy "In all the multiverse, I have never met anyone like you Cisco." Cisco "Please. Call me vibe... Or you can call me Cisco, that's also allowed. Just a regular guy... just a regular... single guy."

MY GOD THESE TWO DORKS XD

Cisco's fine. And Gypsy? She can't return and tell her bosses she failed (which would mean she had to die, if she tells them about the trial by combat). So she'll instead tell her bosses she killed HR. And he can never return home again. Ever. He accepts, since he has nothing to hold him there. Caitlin assures him he has a home here. Gypsy is returning to Earth-19 with two huge bags of coffee (no coffee there due to the blight, remember? XD). Cisco asks how can she be so fine breaking laws when she's so hard enforcing them. She says, for the right person, it might be worth it... And says this is only farewell for now.

She goes in for the kiss... Cisco too... AND THEN SHE LEAVES HIM HANGING BY BREACHING HERSELF AWAY XD CISCO JUST GETS TEASING GIRLS XD

Barry slowreads Iris's article on the arms dealer. She asks if this will mean anything important, and he smilingly tells her that Kid Flash already changed one thing about the future... He has this brief expression of realization before they begin talking again, him promising her that he'll beat Savitar again. He promises The Flash is gonna save her.

Cisco comes in on HR still recording his book, but he claims its for his personal sense of accomplishment. Cisco admits he did plenty already, making Cisco risk himself for HR, fulfilling his desire to feel like he was there for Wells. HR asks him to tell more about smarter-Wells' thoughts. The Thawne-Wells told him he'd be a hero, he just needed to be ready and show up when the time came. Cisco says he loves working in STAR Labs because they all invest in each other, and he's sure his investment in HR will pay off one day. So he asks HR only this: to show up. Be ready. One day he'll need to save Cisco.

Stinger. Barry goes see Wally at the speedlab. Wally shows his awe at having gotten so fast so quickly. Barry says he needs him to get even faster. Because he realizes now. It isn't Barry who will save Iris from Savitar. It'll be Wally.

This was a fun episode, finally seeing Cisco suit up fully as Vibe and facing off his first meta threat, and what would be more appropriate than facing someone with the same powers he has. Of course, fate tossed one helluva curveball by making Gypsy be, for lack of better term, Rule 63 Cisco. I mean, the girl got the references, the flirting-out-of-place, the dorkiness over names and coffee. She's Cisco! Which also most likely means she will not be a recurring love interest for him. After all, two equal wholes hardly became a bigger whole. The fact she was approaching her job with the same level of casualness Cisco does his job in the labs showed how she was inherently not a bad guy, but just punching the clock on her job. HR's coming to terms with having claimed Earth-prime as his home and Julian's constant failures at socializing only helped color the main plot.

And this leads us to talk about Iris' subplot. I said I'd talk about it and here it is. Iris has two opposing feelings on her. On the one hand, she's terrified of death, terrified that the future will come to pass and she'll die, no matter how much she talks about 'mattering' and 'leaving a mark', the real important here is that she's afraid to die. That same knowledge of her death, however, is also what's driving her to a very death-seeker behavior, but mixed with  a devil may care attitude. That chilling scene where she just walked to the gun... It's almost as if she thought this: "I will die in may. That future will come to pass. So if I risk myself needlessly, and don't die, then I can do wonderful insane shit. If I die here? In your face fate, I beat you."

I don't like this way for her character to change. And if it becomes worse over time, it will only make poor Joe suffer. And as we estabilished in previous blogs, I DO NOT WANT JOE WEST TO SUFFER. Joe West is a precious being that needs to be kept from suffering and always be giggling and smiling like he was earlier during Cecile's bad innuendo.

The resolution for Barry, to use Wally to save Iris, is so obvious it's stupidly clear that it won't happen exactly like that. In both scenes we saw of the future, there was no Kid Flash. We can assume this is because Barry didn't accept his involvement in the problem. But now he's in... Savitar might both be in disadvantage or in clear advantage. After all, he WANTED Wally to become a speedster. We cannot ignore this fact. If Savitar wanted him with powers, he MUST have had some plan for him. And this just might be what will derail Barry's plans.

[ruler-of-turtle-kind]

James: Momma, how much was the guest pen from the wedding?

Mom: Like, ten?

James: I thought it was lower than that.

Mom: Why?

James: Cause I kinda want the guest pen

Mom: You'd have to ask them

James: Yeah, I know. But I don't think Tori will let me. That way she can write with dramatic flair in her leather bound journal.

Me: *comes out of the bathroom, having heard none of this*

James: Do either of you plan on using the guest pen?

Me: Do I plan to use it? No. Do I want to keep it so that I can write with dramatic flourish in my leather bound journal? Yes.

@kunaiman knows me too well XDDD

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-ES- Lo subo ya por qué no puedo resistirme XDDD Este dibujo ha sido una comisión/prueba para @negative.akuma . El experimento vino a la hora de hacer el Gif, que me ha costado pero lo he conseguido!!! (Más o menos jejeje xD) Os mola el tema de los GIFs? O preferís los dibujos normales? En cualquier caso estoy muy proud of myself por haber aprendido esto hoy!!!! . -ENG- I upload it already why I can not resist XDDD This drawing has been a commission / test for @/negative.akuma. The experiment came at the time of doing the Gif, which has cost me but I have succeeded! (More or less hehehe xD) Do you like the theme of GIFs? Or do you prefer normal drawings? In any case I am very proud of myself for having learned this today!!! . . . . . #love #instagood #photooftheday #photoeveryday #cute #picture #beautiful #followme #happy #draw #drawing #painting #color #paint #drawings #sketch #drawn #art #artist #artistic #artists #arte #artlovers #instaartoftheday #myart #artwork #artnerd #artsy #pen #pencil #digitalart

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Writing Tag Meme

I may have answered this before but I need to cheer myself up so I will answer it anyway. I was tagged by the wonderful @clfwriting .

1) How many works in progress do you currently have? Because some people probably don’t believe me when I say I DO have 350+ wips, I will link you to my post I made in March, in which I had 312-ish wips at the time. (Yes, that is visual evidence btw.) But I have...actively? Like 10 at the moment. But this number changes all the time.

2) Do you/would you write fanfiction? Yes, I do. I have since I was in 5th grade, so lmao.

3) Do you prefer paper books or ebooks? If it’s not fics? I like physical copies. Ebooks are ok, especially for textbooks I won’t need later, but fics over time as a form has adapted to be read on digital devices. But real books weren’t formatted or made with readability on a mobile device in mind. So I like paper books. It’s like treasures sometimes.

4) When did you start writing? Second grade. Around that time I wrote a 100 chapter story that I wrote by my nightlight lmao. Was it any good? No idea.

5) Do you have someone you trust that you share your work with? Of course! I have plenty of friends who l am willing to share it with it. I don’t mind sharing with new friends if I feel I can trust them. I’m a pretty good gauge of that, thankfully.

6) Where is your favorite place to write? I dunno about favorite -- I write whenever I can/feel like it. I’ve written in my bed, in coffee shops, sitting at my kitchen table, I’ve written on planes and in trains, sometimes when I am clothes shopping... I mean, even if it’s a few words/sentences or like 1k+, as long as I can get those words down, I am a-ok. That’s why I’m quick at handwriting and legibly at that and why I have many mobile apps for notes that I can type away quickly so.

7) Favorite childhood book? So many... Though the most influential at the moment that I can think of is the Harry Potter series and the Lord of The Rings series.

8) Writing for fun or publication? For fun. Mostly because I don’t think I have the tenacity for publication writing that isn’t academic but also coming up with original characters/worlds has been hard for me? I think if I wrote for publication I would be someone’s ghostwriter instead.

9) Pen and paper or computer? Most days it has been by computer but I actually love doing things by pen and paper. For my academic papers, it is ALWAYS by hand first and then computer. You should see my notes for my 20+ page papers XD. Those are fun. 

I haven’t used my drafting method for academic papers for my fic writing like I said I would but... there is something satisfying seeing my notes there before I go and compile the paper. My notes are like all the ingredients and then all in one go I just type that paper and wow it goes by FAST. (Oh and I’m obsessed over writing utensils. I bought some new ones on sale the other day for cheap so XDDD)

10) Have you ever taken any writing classes? I haven’t taken any formal creative writing classes, no. I was the president of my Creative Writing Club in high school though and we published students’ work. I took a few lit classes in uni though along with the required english classes. So. In some ways, yes and no?

11) What inspires you to write? Anything. Did you not see my extensive WIP list? I can literally brainstorm, and come up with extensive notes for a story (even some written prose for it if I am really deep in the spiral) very quickly. I can be inspired by a thought, an image, a song, someone’s comment online, etc etc. I have an associative learning brain. Inspiration is never, ever a problem for me. My stamina is my problem. It’s not even the whole “can you write consistently on a regular basis”, it’s... can you ever finish this. That’s my problem. I think if I finally get over that hurdle (that’s not me finishing one-shots), I might... well. Yeah.

As for reasons for writing...I have a lot of them. Sometimes to get emotions out that I need to get out. Or need to sort out myself or understand. Sometimes I am just really curious about a possibility and I want to see how that would develop. Sometimes I write to cheer people up or make them laugh. Of course I write things that I want to read that I don’t see. Just... yeah.

Tagging: Whoever wants to do this. The last time I did a writing meme I tagged over 30+ people so don’t wanna repeat that for awhile lol.