#ty for the questions and also the ask meme!!
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30 & 32 for the gif pack meme!!
30. do you save your psds? if so, do you save one per scene and edit it or do you save one for each gif?
i do save all my psds until i finish a project just to keep the coloring look consistent throughout my gifs. + the way my psds are set up it's usually sections of 8-12 gifs per psd so i save them that way !
32. what is a gif pack you've seen recently that you think deserves praise?
this pack by @oppalus of cha hakyeon in castaway diva, and this pack by @keetika of chienna filomeno in missed connections! both have really gorgeous colorings and deserve some more love
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one of my finished ych commissions. other finished artwork can be found here. the tailmon is based on the twitter meme / trend of tailmon with pikachu build
#brace yourself long tags of rambling ahead#so i tend to ask my commissioner's permit to post a watermarked smaller version of the art on twt#im a person of my word so im not gonna assume or much less abuse that to simply cross-post to every platform im in#this one is a bit special bc the commissioner is an old friend#tldr we were talking about life and career being the typical adults and they randomly went 'ok draw smth for me' and just... paid#so it's like.... a joke commission? but also not bc the pyment is real??#but yeah they left the decision of what to draw to me. i suggested what i was thinking of drawing and they went#'do it. finish 2023 with a bang' lmaooo idk if this is banger enough but i clearly had a blast. record breaking fastest comm i've ever done#back in school i doodled pikachu everywhere like breathing so it helped#apparently im given the freedom to share the art however and wherever i like too so yeah bc this is a meme and it is best shared with ppl..#its kinda cool how we now have the ultimate answer to the question 'which is better digimon or pokemon' tho#upon which im just gonna show this chonky polite tailmon#tailmon#gatomon#digimon#png#finished commission#dood you probably wont see this but ty for the random commission :'))
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Hm... For the OC asks: how about Fear, Ghost, and Mistake for the GW2 OC you most recently played in-game?
not-so-nice oc ask meme
hello anon! unfortunately the answer to that question is almost always siya. i play them too much.
content warnings for discussions of trauma, near death experiences, and death. this one got heavy in my drafts. sorry, it’s a long one!
GHOST: Who or what haunts your OC? What happened? How do they live with their ghosts?
there’s a joke here about siya having a shitty ex-boyfriend literally named ghost. anyways.
siya ran to lion’s arch to get away from the grove, and quickly adopted it as their home with a sense of pride. i really cannot emphasize enough how much of their early sense of identity hinged on belonging to a city of pirates and scoundrels. they fell in with all the other misfits that had called it home, and reveled in late nights, bad decisions, and having the future laid out in front of them, as unending as the ocean.
scarlet briar destroyed it without warning.
they never said goodbye. their tenement was burning rubble before they even woke up among the survivors. there are friends and neighbors and regulars at their bars that they never heard from again, that they’re reasonably sure are still alive but don’t have the means (or true desire) to get back in touch with. when they close their eyes, they can retrace footpaths in alleyways that don’t exist anymore. gendarran apples dipped in dark chocolate, notches in their usual booth’s tabletop made with sif’s pocketknife, the stench of fish being unloaded at the docks at four in the morning, their face against the cool tile of moldy bathroom floors.
it aches. and they never went back— they still haven’t. they’ve been avoiding it for years, taking the long ways around travel routes to avoid the asura gate hub and the ports. too much has changed, in really painful ways, and they don’t want the memories they have of the place to be “spoiled” by plaster-and-stained-glass pavilions sponsored by the captain’s council. they want the shadows, and the shiplap, and the sense of self-discovery that sent them there in the first place. even if those memories aren’t particularly good, anything else feels wrong, and bad.
whether or not that preservation would actually make a difference (they can’t go back to that version of lion’s arch either way) doesn’t matter; there’s a finality to accepting that things are gone that they’ve been putting off for the last decade of their life, mostly in the form of never thinking about it ever and avoiding all reminders of it forever, reinventing themself as who they are today in the process.
FEAR: What is your OC's greatest fear? What do they do when confronted with it? Are they open with their fear, or do they hide it away?
okay, so i think there are two ways i could take this question— first is a very tangible fear, in the sense that they very clearly have PTSD from what happened in lion’s arch. siya was there when the first bombs dropped and the miasma had a coin-flip chance of killing you. their actual memories of what happened are spotty, on account of the blast, but their unconscious body was pulled from the wreckage after the initial chaos, and it was deemed a miracle that they had survived.
for a long while, that lingering panic manifests as a twitch in their hands when the air gets too thick; tensing up at sudden loud noises and drawing exit strategies for any enclosed space and fighting any situation where medical personnel want to put their hands on them.
(siya finds refuge in the canopies of the maguuma jungle for a time, living in the wyvern cliffs with a friend. mordremoth sends the pact fleet crashing down into the trees and it startles them more than the dragon’s call itself ever could. afterwards, they flinch at the slightest provocation and spit that they’re going to personally shoot the killing bullet into mordremoth’s skull, when they remember how to feel anything at all. that’s the first time they realize there might be a problem.)
it’s hard not to be honest about it all when it’s visible on them (the hacking cough, the scarring on their face, the bad knee) so they don’t bother trying to hide that something’s fucked them up. if anything, it doesn’t matter that you know— they just don’t want you to stop taking them seriously. they can hold their own in a fight, they can handle themself.
and while that fear hasn’t ever gone away, it’s stabilized; helped by years of distance, self-soothing rituals, and lithium salts. the love of their life is a volcanic eruption, and they’ve grown to find comfort in heavy, warm pressure blanketing them.
what they’re really afraid of, underneath that, is death. the lights being snuffed out for good. rolling bad dice, finally, and getting unlucky. not knowing what’s gonna happen afterwards (do they get the gold chariot? do they float through the ceiling?). not wanting to lose the few good things they’ve got. braham’s prophecy starts unfurling and they spend months picking their wounds and watching him like a hawk when they can’t sleep at night, in case he’s the one that doesn’t make it.
that one, they don’t talk about. they can’t.
MISTAKE: What's the worst mistake your OC ever made? What led to them making it? Have they been able to fix it? How have they moved on?
siya has never made any mistakes in their life, ever.
okay, that’s a lie— but most of their mistakes feel petty in the grand scheme of the world. shooting themself in the foot (metaphorically) by reading situations wrong, talking a bit too much and slighting somebody, fumbling a good thing by being a little too much or pushing somebody away before anything can start. that’s just being neurodivergent. none of those are life-ruining on their own.
likewise, there are things they would consider to be significant mistakes of theirs that i don’t personally agree with their judgment on. lying in the grass underneath a friend they’ve already lost to the nightmare court. locking eyes with ghost across the room in a dive bar that was never up to code. staying home with garm and a migraine when braham gets invited to the all-legions rally.
(okay, that last one hurts more, but they can’t get too caught up in it for the same reasons they don’t let braham get caught up in his own what-ifs.)
not taking the lionguard suggestion to re-enter the city when able to do so, in order to retrieve the rest of their belongings, probably ranks up there. they took whatever they were rescued with, shoved away every worried medic trying to stabilize them, and followed their gut instinct to get as far away from the burning wreckage as possible. it was an irrational, anxious impulse, and they do really regret not getting to say goodbye before that became insurmountable.
#siya#ask meme#ty for the questions!#i think a lot about them.#also i should clarify. siya has– and this is embarrassing– two thousand more hours of playtime than my next most played character.#the odds get really stacked in their favor in regards to playtime
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FFXIV OC Ask - #12
let's see, 12 is... hobbies
Cota's main hobby, I am somewhat embarrassed to admit, is Flirting With Intent
however, a more long-standing hobby of theirs is "trying to figure out how to actually fly with their wings." Their dads had to keep a very close eye on them throughout their childhood because they would jump off of high places at any opportunity lol
they got into magical theory for the same reason, thinking maybe the right manipulation of aether would do it. As of around, oh... five years before they decided to set off to the west to face their foretold destiny (whatever it was, prophecies are annoyingly vague at the best of times) they reached a point where they could get a few fulms of height and hover there for a couple seconds without having to jump, but little more.
and, if SE will ever give me a mount version of the wings and maybe even if not, I will say that they manage true flight for the first time after Rejoining with Ardbert
#ask meme#Cota#Cota is kind of a ho I must admit#this has... not exactly gotten them into TROUBLE but there have been some Bad Decisions in there#also they think it's very dumb that they have wings that won't WORK as wings#the brief hovering trick does give them a certain advantage of unpredictable movement in combat tho - makes them very hard to hit#oh and for the record they have two dads and a mom but their dads did most of the childcare#re: the prophecy - their parents took them to the Uyagiri leader as an infant because ??? wings?!?!?#ty for the question!
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all the hearts for the fic writer meme: 💞💘💝🤍
💞what’s the most important part of a story for you? the plot, the characters, the worldbuilding, the technical stuff (grammar etc), the figurative language
I think the most important is probably getting the characters right -- if you're writing fic and your characters are off then it's not really fic anymore, right? it can still be fun and good but like. those aren't my guys
💘Is there any posted fic you want to rework/re-edit/re-write?
honestly I don't think there would be much benefit to me reworking or more tightly editing my newer fics, and there's something charming about my older works being clunky. so no? but honestly because I think a lot of the premises of my older stuff would have to be completely rehauled and thus change the core of the fic, and that's not super worth it to me.
NOT THAT MY FICS ARE ALL GOOD THEY'RE JUST CHARMING AS IS IN A WAY TO SEE HOW I'VE GROWN
💝what is a fic that got a different response than you were expecting?
my very first ever published fanfic, pay attention, will still get a dribble of kudos to this day. this is genuinely very shocking because I think I wrote this when I was 14?
🤍what’s one fic of yours you think people didn’t “get”?
already answered this! honestly there's really only one fic that people didn't get in the way I intended
fic writer ask meme! or ask my anything about my fics in general!
#how was I 14 in 2014? i simply did not post the fic on ao3 until much later. i just don't think i was older than that is all#ask memed#asked#answered#ty anon!! the third question was actually really fun to answer because I had to try and remember what I intended to do with all my fics#also on the reworking ones. there are some fics of mine that are older and just kind of okay. and i definitely could rework them but-#-but they're for fandoms I'm not putting as much energy into nowadays (if at all) and it just wouldn't be worth it. but I could see-#-see potentially reworking some#like my enjoltaire fic or my genebabe fic or anything finnpoe. you know. that era
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To what extent does it matter that you are being "original" when you create an OC? Or is it OK to base them on an existing character or celebrity, so long as you enjoy it?
It matters not at all. Originality is very, very hard to come by these days. There's just too many of us, ya know? Hell, my Archeologist is directly inspired by the Doctor from Doctor Who. She's an absolute delight of mine to play.
I don't see myself making a character based off a celebrity tho. That feels a little weird to me. An existing character that I can put a spin on? Sign me up. I know myself the best, and I do know what I like. ^.^
#the rare leigh#ask meme#oc creation asks#ty for the ask!#furys-mercy#this was such a lovely question#because of its ease of simplicity for me#I also do like playing like a character and seeing if people can see its influence#I have this Yuan-ti character for dnd that I based on a MTG character#it would be interesting to hear guesses while I'm playing her#if I ever get to play her lol
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11, 12, 14, 15 for the salty asks lol
lol, ty! i'm gonna answer for the one piece fandom!
Is there an unpopular character you like that the fandom doesn’t? Why?
Are there unpopular One Piece characters? Actually that's not true, I'm sure there are plenty.
I find Caesar Clown to be fun. He's a despicable worm and I hope he gets everything coming to him for the SMILE fruit, but he's fun. He's pathetic, like a wet paper towel you could just wring out. I also love his laugh so much, his, Trebol and Perona's are the three I feel very confident in replicating lol.
Is there an unpopular arc that you like that the fandom doesn’t? Why?
i actually find punk hazard & fishman island to be better than most people treat them. i'm sure reading the two arcs week to week wasn't great, but neither was dressrosa from what i hear and people still talk positively about that arc. however, i think both fishman island and punk hazard have their own places in the narrative and i find them both to be fun to read.
Unpopular opinion about your fandom?
i think it would be okay for oda to have romance in the story, even between the crew, so long as it was like how he handled toki/oden & scarlet/kyros where it wasn't predominant. stories can have romance in them and not be focused on romance, and that isn't necessarily a bad thing. and while i get why people don't want any romance in the story at all, i don't think that's a reasonable expectation to have, especially as we get into the final saga.
Unpopular opinion about the manga/show?
they should recast dragon's japanese va and keep the one they used for younger dragon
but more seriously, although it isn't always the best paced, i do think a lot of people are way too dismissive of the anime to potential newer fans. the anime is made with a lot of love, and there are so many wonderful scenes that are in the anime and only the anime. that's not to say it's not without it's faults, but i kinda wish newer fans felt less pressure to only read the manga and not watch the anime.
#also ty for only sending me questions that dont have me talking about ships or characters specifically xD#i should have mentioned that i dont want to dip my toes into that cause i like keeping those opinions more private#but oh well#answered#ask memes
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vignette • folio

pairing: nick folio x photographer!reader (gn, no pronouns!)
words: 2.8k || part two
warnings: none really tbh; a lil making out, mentions of an anxiety attack. swearing. fluff fluff fluff.
summary: you're hired by bad omens to join their crew as a photographer, but a certain drummer wormed his way into your heart. will he confess that he feels the same way about you?
note: requested here ! Ty for requesting nyx, this was a gem to write. I wasn't sure if you wanted a swf or nsfw one-shot, so I just went with a lil sfw story :) Id be happy to continue with some smut in a part 2 if humans want it ! Also, gif and banner made by meeee.
“Oh shit! Is that a Canonet G-III QL17?”
You turned at the sound of a voice, ears ringing from the music that blared behind you. A man smiled, pointing toward your camera in excitement and you mirrored him.
“Yea! I fucking love this thing,” you said, admiring the device as it dangled from the strap around your neck.
He held up his camera, nodding toward you in shared enthusiasm before he tilted his head in recognition, eyes lighting up further.
“Wait, you look familiar- Is your name Y/N?”
You watched as he shook his head in disbelief, holding his hand towards you in greeting as he stepped closer, pushing past the bodies between you.
“I’m Bryan,” He began, and you gave him a warm nod, “I follow you on Instagram. You take some amazing film photos of concerts- something tough to do with the lighting.”
Your throat tightened with flattery, surprised to be recognized, smiling at him.
“Thank you! You’re a photographer as well?”
He nodded, leaning closer to your ear in an attempt to yell over the music, “Yeah! I’m currently touring with Bad Omens.”
Bad omens. The name sounded familiar, and that’s when it clicked. You also followed him on Instagram.
“Wait like the Bad Omens? Shit!”
That’s when your life changed.
You sat in the van, squished between Nick and Jolly as you flipped through the photos you developed last night. Both boys leaned into you, staring at the photos with admiration as they pointed to their favourite ones.
It’s been two months since Bryan invited you to tour with them, as Noah had been looking for another photographer to work alongside Bryan.
Extremely flattered and excited, you immediately agreed; which left you leaving America to travel around Europe.
The tour was already the best four and a half weeks you’ve ever had, and perhaps it’s because you’ve gotten close with the crew and boys. They were some of the best humans you’ve ever met, but one of them stuck out to you in particular.
“Alright gang, this is Y/N,” Bryan brought you to the studio a few days before the tour began, so you could get acquainted with everyone.
You nervously shook hands with each of the boys, but as soon as you saw him, your gaze never left the set of auburn eyes that captured yours.
The drummer was dressed in a low-cut tank that exposed the top of his chest tattoo, muscular arms flexing under his grip.
Nick Folio.
His hand was warm and inviting once his hand wrapped around your own, and the shy smile he shared made your stomach flip, fingers tingling. He had claimed your mind then and there, without even trying- just by a mere hello.
The two of you clicked instantly like two magnets meeting. He was infectious and hypnotizing, his wide smile and goofy attitude creating feelings of nostalgia and warmth; almost as if you had known him forever.
You spent hours together during the first week of the tour, laughing on the couch of the green room as you shared memes. He would sit with you any chance you had, always posing for photos and asking you questions- almost desperate to get to know you.
Bonding over your favourite movies and snacks, you learned everything you could about Nick and absorbed the information he shared like a sponge.
At first, it felt like two friends spending time together, but you knew you felt more than this when thoughts of him went on for hours; spending the nights tossing and turning in your bunk on the bus.
Folio’s image never left your mind, your face flushing as you pushed the pillow into your face, wanting to scream from how he made you feel.
Your heart pounded when you thought about his hand pressing into the small of your back as he slid past you to grab a water bottle; your stomach butterflying when you recalled him staring at you as you walked off the bus, dressed in your favourite outfit.
Now you were stuck next to him in the van, driving to the venue for tonight’s show. Of course, you wanted to sit beside Nick- everything you wanted to do revolved around Nick- but the proximity left your fingers shaking.
With a racing heart, you tucked your legs closer together, afraid to touch Folio’s knee that was inches from your own; as if contact with his skin would burn.
Your chest tightened from nerves, and you tried to turn your attention to the photos from the past few concerts… but the only thing you could focus on was how your hips touched his, and his warm breath that fanned over your neck as he looked at the pictures.
“You’re an amazing photographer,” Folio said warmly.
“Yeah, these are so good Y/N,” Jolly commented, reaching for a photograph of the band waving to the crowd at the end of their show. Each of their hands was raised or clasped in gratitude, appreciating the support of their fans’ cheers.
You shrugged, feeling shy at the compliments, “It’s easy when you guys are great models.”
“But I’m your favourite model, right?” Folio teased, gently pushing his shoulder against yours as he shared a cheeky grin.
You glanced at him momentarily before smiling down at the next photo, which had Nick lying in the van. Holding it up in his direction you pointed towards his face that was adorned with an adorable grin.
“Oh definitely,” you nodded, raising a brow, “That face is a money maker right there. Look how cute that smile is.”
Folio’s eyes flicked between yours and the photo as his cheeks flushed, before sighing and sinking into the back of the seat.
He spread his legs slightly, knee-knocking against yours now- but he didn’t move away, allowing your skin to touch.
“So you think I’m cute?” He asked, staring at you now.
Your mouth opened and closed in hesitation as your throat tightened. Tearing your gaze away you looked over at Jolly, almost like a call for help but the Swede just watched in amusement, before reaching for the pile of photos.
A cough escaped your throat as you looked at the picture of Nick, “Yeah. Favourite model, remember?”
“It’s a shame there are no pictures of you,” Nick said, licking his lips before turning his attention out the window, and watching the buildings swing by.
It was hard not to stare at him as his head leaned against the frame of the van, the blush that rose to his cheeks dancing across the bridge of his nose.
You reached into the bag that rested at your feet, pulling out your camera, holding it toward him, “You can take one if you’d like.”
He sat up, grabbing the device, “Ok… but only if I can keep it.”
Biting the inside of your cheek you attempted to hide your smile, “If you want to… but then I need one of you.”
“You have many of me,” He laughed, examining the camera between his fingers, before placing it in his bag.
“Wait-” You hesitated to reach for it.
“I gotta save my one picture; I need a special one.”
You were going to ask what special entitled, before Matt announced you guys arrived at the venue.
Quite a few fans were already waiting outside, being barricaded by security; something that left you quite nervous. You knew how rumours spread, and being the only ‘outsider’ crawling out of the van made many internet dwellers talk.
The boys knew how uneasy being seen with them made you feel, an unfortunate reality of the job; but Nick always made sure you felt safe, securely next to him.
“Man, there’s a lot of them today,” you hummed, leg beginning to bounce.
The brunette next to you gave you an empathetic smile, brows furrowing in worry as he placed a hand on top of your knee.
You glanced at him nervously but he gave you a reassuring gaze, “I’m right here. Jolly’s right here. We are here.”
Sucking in a breath you nodded, before the door to the van opened and you crawled out behind the boys, Nick trailing behind.
The screams of the fans left you anxious as they yelled for the boys, phones out and recording everything. Noah, Ruffilo and Jolly waved briefly to them as you kept your eyes low on the ground, until a hand reached for yours.
You stared at Nick’s fingers that entwined between yours, your heart skipping a beat as he tugged you along next to him. He pulled you into his side and gave you a close-mouthed smile. The nerves eased as you walked along the cement, the pounding in your chest drowning out the fan’s cries.
It wasn’t until you were finally in the venue, that you realized you were squeezing his hand so tight his knuckles had turned white.
“Fuck- I’m sorry.” You pried your hand away before another wave of panic rushed to your lungs.
He held your hand in front of those fans; what would they think? What rumours would spread now?
“No need to apologize it’s okay, are you alright?” He watched with wide eyes as your breathing grew rapid and you shook your head, feeling as if you were unable to fill your lungs with oxygen.
Your chest tightened, no longer from amour but dismay.
“I-I just need a minute,” You whispered, pushing past him. The rest of the boys watched in worry but all you could focus on now was how you couldn’t breathe.
“Wait,” Folio called out as you quickly walked down the hall, hands wrapped around your torso in false protection. You heard his footsteps behind you as he followed down the hall toward the green room. You didn’t want him to see you like this.
Opening the door you closed it, searching for the mini-fridge that held water bottles. You took one, quickly unscrewing it before taking slow sips, allowing the cool liquid to run down your throat.
A coping mechanism you’ve used since you were a child- a way to ease the anxiety attacks.
The door opened as you sat on the faux leather couch, a worried Nick watching with cautious eyes. He locked the door behind him before walking toward you slowly, hands in his jeans pockets.
Taking a deep breath through your nose as you continued to drink you tried exhaling slowly, regulating your breathing before the panic got worse. Folio sat beside you, placing a hand on your back and rubbing along your shirt in a soothing motion.
“Everything ok?” He asked quietly, eyes searching all over your face. You pressed the bottle against your cheek, allowing the cool plastic to bring your attention elsewhere.
“I will be,” You said, closing your eyes to the rhythm of Nick’s fingers as he ran them along your shirt. You two sat there for a moment as your breaths slowed.
“You held my hand in front of them,” you said softly, and Nick’s head tilted in surprise, “My mind immediately went to the rumours that would be spreading. All of those fans had their phones out recording.”
Nick hummed as he listened, pulling his hand from your back. He leaned over his knees in thought.
You chewed on your lip, “What if they think we’re dating, or something?”
Folio stared at the floor, quiet for a moment. “Would that be so bad? If they thought that?”
You blinked in surprise, unsure how to respond. Instead, you laughed nervously, but he turned to eye you.
“Would you be that upset if people said we were together?”
Shaking your head your eyes ran along his features, enamoured by him, “No… but wouldn’t that bring so much false drama?”
Blush rose to Nick’s ears as he looked away now, “what if it didn’t need to be false?”
With a racing heart, your face warmed, arms tingling as Nick sat up, facing you on the couch.
His eyes glanced from your own to your lips, a thousand words behind his gaze.
“I-” you began until the door handle jiggled, and someone pounded on the wood from the other side.
“Yo- Folio? Y/N?” It was Noah, worry evident in his tone.
Nick coughed, quickly rushing to the door. You’d have to ask him later.
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The concert was going extremely well as you and Bryan stood on the sides of the stage, snapping photos of the boys.
You slunk around the back, heading up the stairs to Folio’s ledge, body vibrating from the music. Kneeling on the side of Nick, you placed your camera up to your eye, pressing the button and allowing the flash to capture him in his element.
Hiding behind the lens you watched sweat glisten off his chest, Nick’s arms slamming into the drums as he pounded into the acrylic, leaving your mouth dry.
God, he was mesmerizing.
Nick noticed you watching longer than normal, turning his head quickly to give you a wink.
As your stomach spiralled you stood up, shaking your head in admiration and gave him a thumbs up.
He nodded toward you before turning his attention back to his movements, and you let your gaze linger on his form for a few moments longer, before jumping down the stairs to take a few photos of Jolly.
As fast as the concert began it was over, and the boys walked off stage exhausted.
“Great show guys!” Bryan cheered, already flipping through his camera. You leaned into him to see some of his pictures- which looked amazing, even pre-editing.
Once everything was up and loaded everyone headed onto the tour bus, ready to crawl into bunks to sleep for the night; but you knew you’d be unable to sleep.
Your mind replayed Folio’s words:
Would that be so bad if they thought that?
What if it didn’t need to be false?
Rolling onto your side you felt your phone buzz, and you blinked at the brightness as you opened it.
Fish boy: You awake?
You: Yea
Fish boy: Come to my bunk?
You: Won’t that wake the boys?
Listening to hear anyone else, you heard soft breathing from multiple people and even a few snores from Ruffilo.
Fish boy: Just be quiet
Sucking in a puff of air you peeled back the curtain, allowing your bare feet to touch the cool laminate. Tip-toeing across the bus you peeked into Nick’s bunk, and you saw him smiling up at you.
“What?” You whispered, and he scooted against the wall, tapping his mattress.
“Come,” He replied quietly. Crawling into his space you slid next to him, chest touching his and he reached behind you, sliding the curtain closed.
You tried not to laugh as he grinned. It was dark, but your eyes adjusted, admiring the outline of his features. You gaze trailed to his neck tattoo, staring at the ink before resting your head on his pillow, face inches from his.
You knew he’d be able to feel your pounding heart, but you also felt his; which eased you a little.
“This is not made for two people,” You whispered, trying to shift to get comfortable.
Folio shrugged, eyes never leaving yours. He seemed nervous, giddy; and that left you feeling shy.
You broke the silence, “What did you mean earlier?”
“Earlier what?” He said, deflecting.
“When you said it didn’t need to be false?”
You noticed as his eyes left yours to glance at your lips briefly, watching as you spoke.
“You like me.”
The heartbeat in your throat intensified as you listened to his words.
“And- I like you.”
Your stomach swirled at his confession, your body flush against his.
“So maybe I kinda like it if people think we’re dating.”
A smile spread over your lips and he mirrored you, the tension building within the bunk. His eyes snapped back to your lips, and you mimicked him, eyes watching as his own fell between his teeth.
It felt like a long time as Folio’s hand reached to cup your cheek, and your eyes fluttered shut once he pressed his lips against your own.
Your chest warmed as Nick’s mouth danced with yours, soft, inviting, warm.
The kiss began gentle and charming, a month of confessions lingering on his tongue as the kiss deepened, desperate and eager.
As your hands reached up to grip his hair, his own trailed down your back, following the curve of your body before gripping your thigh, pulling it over his hip. His limbs entangled with yours, pulling you close: afraid this wasn’t real.
You breathed into him, and Nick finally broke the kiss, the grin on his face wide with yearning.
He reached beside him, revealing your camera.
With a laugh you raised a brow, watching as he fumbled with the controls to open the flash.
“Kiss me,” Nick whispered, facing you. You reached up to hold his cheek, placing your lips against his once more, trying not to smile.
The flash was bright as he snapped the picture, refusing to break the kiss once he got his special photo.
He placed the device back on the bunk, allowing his lips to mould into yours for what he hoped would be an eternity.
You were his moment to capture.
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Possible Devil Fruit Ideas
I currently have a list of possible Devil Fruit ideas for Cass from my fic An Oracle's Odyssey. Not all of them are completely fleshed out yet and are still subject to tweaking and me figuring out the details, I'd just like to know your opinions on them. Feel free to ask if you have any questions. (If you see an N/A, it just means I haven't figured that part out yet)
Fruit 1
Kibo Kibo no Mi (Scale Scale Fruit)
Type: Paramecia
Abilities: Grants the user the ability to increase or decrease the scale of something exponentially. This can be physical (size, amount/# of things, ect) or metaphorical (force, strength, speed, ect). Only works on the user and objects, not other people
Awakening: N/A
Pros
Would allow Cass to increase the their physical stats for as long as they have the energy to hold their fruit powers
Giant Cass
Pocket sized Cass
Enables Cass’s hoarding tendencies
Cass can be that one meme where one person pulls out an absurd amount of weapons
I can give Cass a giant war hammer and a giant battle ax which I would have to forgo with any other fruit because they’re too big to carry around
The one I can be the most creative with
Fruit 2
Oto Oto no Mi (Sound Sound Fruit)
Type: Logia
Abilities: The ability to become, generate and manipulate sound waves. Grants user control over all sound they create
Awakening: Grants user control over all sound waves
Pros
Ties thematically with Cass’s connection to sound
Ties back to Apollo/the sun god because sound and music (this does include Nika as well bc drums)
Allows Cass to become intangible
Sonic screeches
Sonic vibrations could be used to replicate Whitebeard’s fruit
Very difficult to block sound based attacks (probably the most outright deadly if used properly)
Could use sound waves to break things apart on a molecular level
I actually know what I want the awakening to be
Voice mimicry
Fruit 3
Type: Mythical Zoan
Abilities: Grants the user the ability to turn into the goddess Artemis and tap into her abilities and domains
Nature: Nature is inclined to help & listen to the user
Hunting: Increased physical abilities & aim as well as other hunting abilities
The Moon: Moon beams
Half Form: N/A
Full Form: N/A
Awakening: N/A
Pros
Mood goddess first mate and sun god captain
Ties into nature and the Voice of All Things
Artemis is the twin of Apollo, the greek sun god
Artemis is the goddess of archery and Cass uses ranged weapons
Fruit 4
Hito Hito no Mi Model Hecate (Human Human Fruit Model Hecate)
Type: Mythical Zoan
Abilities: Grants the user the ability to turn into the goddess Hecate and tap into her abilities and domains
Magic/Witchcraft: The ability to practice Greek witchcraft (spells, potions, herbs, runes)
The Night: Nightvision, possible minor control over darkness
Ghosts/Necromancy: Abilities to see and talk to the spirits of the dead
Crossroads: N/A
Half Form: N/A
Full Form: N/A
Awakening: N/A
Pros
One of the most thematically tied to Cass (Greek Mythology, crossroads and decisions, death)
Hecate is also tied to the moon even if she isn't the mood goddess like Artemis
One of Hecate’s symbols is the torch, tying into their connection with Ace
Strong ties to the underworld and death, with Hecate being one of the few deities who can easily travel between realms
Was a titan who helped the gods when over throwing the titans (relevant but the reason is a spoiler)
Called the three headed goddess represent the maiden, the mother and the crone but also the past, present and future
Witch Cass (requires prep work and Cass to make their own spells and magic system)
Fruit 5
Shika Shika no Mi Model Qilin (Deer Deer Fruit Model Qilin)
Type: Mythical Zoan
Abilities: Grants the user the ability to turn into a Qilin and use it’s abilities
Fire breathing
Prophecy
Flight
Shapeshifting
Half Form: The horns & scales of a Qilin, also hovees & horse like legs and tail
Full Form: Fully transforms into a Qilin (“a deer's body, ox's tail, most frequently cloven hooves, a dragon's head, and scales, sometimes with flames emanating from the body.” description from worldhistory.org)
Awakening: N/A
Pros
Ties most closely into Cass’s Oracle shtick as Qilin’s are associated with prophecy, insight and wisdom like Oracles
I actually have ideas regarding the transformations that would take place
A Qilin’s birth is tied to the birth or death of a sage (Cass dying and being reborn)
Qilins are also known to transport souls
The most distinct transformation of all the Zoan ideas and also the most fun
The chimera esque appearance of a Qilin (important and thematically tied but the reason is a spoiler)
Luffy is based on Sun Wukong who also hails from Chinese mythology like the Qilins
As of right now, any of these fruits are possibilities. Cass never getting a Devil Fruit is also an option. I’d love to hear your opinions. Some other miscellaneous notes, I’m a bit on the fence on the idea of Cass being a Zoan. They’re already an Oracle which is a mythological classification on its own. That’s not to say they can’t be both but it’s something I think about. Also, awakenings. If I were to give them a Devil Fruit, I’d want to have them awaken it before the story finishes so I’d love to hear any ideas you have for it
#night’s bedtime stories#my fics#an oracles odyssey#one piece oc#sunny d cassandra#one piece#one piece fanfiction#devil fruit#devil fruit ideas
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Hi Reagan!! Hope you're doing great 🙂↕️
If MC stops aging at around 19 what will be the ROs reaction to that ? Would they feel insecure or uncertain idk,
And , will there be a solution-ish to that like i can imagined my MC being sad about it if they see the ROs getting older while they're immortal.. (the solution being that MC stops their immortality or somehow enables their RO to have some semblance of it... Kind of like that?)
Feel free to ignore if it's spoiler territory 🥺😂
Also tysmm for the amazing writing and all the hard work u put (and still are) into it .. coz i saw the code and it was sooo tough .. 🥺.. so yeah ty 🤍
Hi Anon!
I am doing great thank you for asking!
As for how the RO's would feel about aging while MC doesn't, I wrote these snippets a while back about how they would feel at the end of their life. (You can find them here: Luk, Tzesar, Nax, Albien, and Gat.)
As for how they would feel around the time of the story or shortly after, I can't say for sure. I think all of them will realize it at different points. I'm not sure if their exact feelings will come up or not. In general though:
Tzesar is jealous and insecure
Luk and Nax are happy MC gets to continue on even when they are gone.
Albien and Gaderous just accept it as a fact of life.
Sentinel is this meme:

(Senintel actually looks about 25ish, rather than like late teen, but he still relates to MC's perdicament.)
As for your other question: There is unfortunately no way for MC to start aging again or for her to transfer some of her immortality to the RO. While the ultimate end for this story is to give MC a happily ever after (of her own choosing) she still has to deal with her existence as a dragon seeker. I currently don't have plans for 'solutions' to any of the drawbacks that come with MC's powers, she'll suffer the nightmares her entire life, and she'll be young forever (if you see that as a drawback).
Also if you read through my code you deserve a prize. I never coded anything before Guardian of Time, and I have to admit that some of my coding is inefficient at best, but as long as it works, I'm okay with it.
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this post used to be linked universe memes but because I don’t know where I got it from and want to give credit from now on instead I’ll just put a cr*cliff I made
TW: None, unless tying people to chairs is considered a crime?
“I’m not cooking tonight.” The familiar voice of the champion rang through the camp, “I swear if I cook fish one more night in a row I will turn into a cod.”
Normally, a refusal to cook, from the designated cook, would send alarm bells through the chain. But he had a point. This would mark the 17th night they ate fish (Yay, thanks Wind), and honestly, everyone was getting sick of it, even the sailor himself.
“Ho-Kay then, so what are we going to eat?”
“Have you guys been to a restaurant before?”
…
This is when chaos ensues.
“Okay, so you are a party of nine?” A waitress stood in front of the chain. 9 heroes, in probably the worst attire to wear for a fancy restaurant, standing right before her.
Time quickly stepped in, “Yes, nine. Five adults and four children.” That earned him a very aggressive poke on the shoulder.
“Old man, I’m over one hundred years old, I think a hundred and seventeen is over eighteen years of age.”
“Oh hush you, this bill is already gonna be expensive, plus judging by how you literally ATE a rock the other day, I think we can subtract a century.”
“Just shut up you both. I am famished.” The pink haired boy let out a dramatic sigh. He just wanted his food.
“Drama Queen.”
All settled around a booth, at the ripe time of 19:17, the boys and men were ready to eat most definitely.
“Sailor, don’t fill up on bread.” The captain mentioned, slyly moving the bread basket away from the teenager.
“Oh-ohm-ohn, Imf a owin oy!” The sailor retaliated (or so that’s what it sounded like anyway, you can’t really tell when someone’s mouth is full.)
“Um, ma’am? I think we’re ready to order.” Twilight spoke up. He was stuck between Legend and Warriors, making sure that they don’t beat each other up. Not sure how he got into the beautiful position of family therapist, but it’s whatever.
“Time?”
“Yes Sky?”
“What’s a medium rare?”
“Oh it’s when the meat is only partially cooked!”
“Okay, miss? May I please have a medium rare chicken?” The innocent boy asked. Legend stifled a laugh, and Hyrule looked a little bit shocked.
“Um… I’ll see what I can do, and you sir?”
“I’ll take… actually I’m full!” Wind replied. He could have sworn he heard someone mumble ‘called it.’ But didn’t say anything.
“Oh okay, what about you?” She looked over at Four, who looked deep in thought.
“I’ll have the stuffed bell peppers, but WHATEVER YOU DO… do not use the green bell peppers… or someone is going to get hurt.” Maybe threatening wasn’t the best idea, but then again it’s also a complete valid reason if you are completely afraid of green bell peppers… according to Four and only Four.
“Mhm… got it? And you?”
“Okay lady, listen up. I would like some pizza, but without the crust, and hold off on the cheese.” Legend earned himself a flick from Twilight, “…Please.”
“So… just sauce?”
“Whatever you call it.”
“May I please have the fried wild greens?” Twilight *politely* asked.
“Of course! What about you?” Her eyes fell on Warriors.
“Do you have any dates?”
“No sir, this is a restaurant.”
“Well, would you like to orange a date?” The waitress’s cheeks flushed, before she quickly moved on to the next Link.
“Quick question, is the water that you have drinkable?” Hyrule asked, eying his glass. The waitress slowly nodded her head in confusion. “Alright, then I’ll eat a red potion.”
“I’m just going to completely ignore that request, as I have no idea what a red potion is.”
“I’ll have the steak, if it’s no trouble.” Time politely requested. Aside from Twilight, he was basically the only one with a sensible dish.
“Of course and what about… you?” The waitress looked down to where wild was supposed to be sitting, but somehow he was not there.
“Okay who kidnapped our archer?” Legend bluntly asked.
“Give me a minute,” Time stood up, “I know where he is.”
…
“Wild!”
“Okay, and then you see this is how you fry-“
“WILD!”
The champion almost dropped the pan from the harshness of the old man’s voice, “What?!”
“Tell me why you are in the kitchen that says EMPLOYEES ONLY??”
“Because! They weren’t cooking it right. I’m teaching them.”
“Champion, tying people to chairs and forcing them to watch you cook isn’t ‘teaching’.”
“Oops”
“What are you making anyway?”
“Fish.”
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ryan @pujoshi tagged me to do the wrestling 2024 tag meme, ty ryan!! i have so far strictly avoided this for 2024 bc its been so hard keeping up with even only Noah but it was good to think through the year in farewell
⭐ mvp/wrestler of the year: Kaito Kiyomiya. its not even a question. you look at what an ace is and he checks all the boxes
⭐ match of the year: usually i pick the match i rewatched most but i did that for exactly 0 matches of 2024 (brain bad). actually sorry to go for a whiteboy but kaito vs jack in the n-1 fucking Slammed unexpectedly
⭐ favorite feud: Kaito/Kenoh leading into the formation of AR. i have a Lot of thoughts and criticisms about the general lack of non-title feuds in noah up until recently, but this satisfied my cravings
⭐ favorite tag team/faction: GLG. loved those guys. they were so creative and fun in the ring and had a great balance of hot men. jack/ag gave me exactly what i love about tag wrestling
⭐ favorite show: Star Navigation March 31st i enjoyed thoroughly. also lets give it to Monday Magic, both spring and autumn. always enjoyable, even though the Cursedness base rate is higher but thats wrestling for ya
⭐ breakout star: Ulka Sasaki, beautiful man with big ideas who isnt afraid to get owned. Junta "I have found my identity now" Miyawaki.
⭐ horniest moment: listen. i looked into my gif folders and theres too many gifs named like "katsu bulge" or "ulka sex sex neck" or "mounts kaito" for me to choose from. okay actually lets go with ogawa/yo-hey insane mating press pin
⭐ most anticipated in 2025: need them to come over to europe again so i can ask ozawa whose sweat tastes best. also Katsuhiko maybe wrestling more often again. also at least 1 more Noah faction
tagging: @namajague @f00t-fic @kayzeejinx @axel-mania @heffalumpfreezone
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what does proship mean? /gen
does it mean you like bad ships like pedophilia or abuse or is it were you accept ships and don't harass over them no matter who gross they are?
you know what i'm fairly confidant you're trying to bait me but instead of posting a meme response like i was going to out of annoyance i'm going to try my best to answer this while ignoring your judgmental tone and holier-than-thou attitude with your dick in your hand, and if you have genuine questions about what being proship means i highly encourage you to leave it at the door when asking these questions because you're kind of being a condescending prick :)
being proship/profiction is the belief that what somebody ships and what fictional content they consume does not reflect who they are as a person and their real life morals, it is to accept that they like something -including what you are deriding as bad ships and gross things- without judging them. for example: i am -what a shock given my url!- a very publicly coffin of andy and leyley blog that ships gravecest which even beyond family includes two extremely toxic co-dependent people. this does not reflect on who i am as a person or anything i believe in. i just like a ship.
so yes. i do like some icky bad ships like you're afraid of (although to be honest i think like, coffincest is like the only incest ship i care about at all and also belos/luz from the owl house is like my only really big dead dove ship outside of that) and are trying to talk down to me about it! but even before then, hell even when i was an anti i was always put off guard by how hostile people around me were.
being proship does not mean you have to ship those things, actually. in fact: there's a lot of proshippers who are actively uncomfortable with things like ships with pedophilia, abuse, incest, etc! they simply understand it doesn't reflect on that person. does that make sense? i'm one of those icky gross people you clearly hate: but even if i wasn't, in those days, i still detested the cruelty exhibited by those around me that pretended to care about what was good for society.
does that clear it up? if you have more questions, either have the balls to come off anon or leave your attitude at the door, ty <3
#proship#proshipping#anti anti#proshippers please interact#the coffin of andy and leyley#anonymous#answered#profiction
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Ngl I think TWP would be hilarious as simply a social media au—kinda SOBH Style
Somethings it would include:
- Kit tweeting publicly about his angsty feelings for Ty (convinced he’s safe bc Ty would never be on twitter)
- Dru and Kit have a snap streak through which we see snapshots of there povs
- Dru teaches Ty about Tumblr where he has a blog about the cases he’s investigating (he uses fake names—but shadowhunters would never see it so he’s safe) and Ty gets a ton of ppl following his blog for updates
- Dru has an insta where she does outfit of the day and has a run down of the day (but she has a pic from the beginning and end of the day—sometimes it’s the same but sometimes it’s rly messed up from demon fights or messy and people are invested in her stories in the comments)
For ex: Dru somehow has service in faerie; beginning of the day: fishnets and horror t under corderoy overall shorts. End of the Day: a full whimsical faerie dress (today was a long day guys)
The only person Dru follows is Isabelle Lightwood (who she bonds with over fashion and teaches millenial Izzy about insta)
- Blackthorn Family Gc (there’s a lot of convos between Helen+Aline, Dru+Emma, Dru+Tavvy (he has a mini ipad) etc that Julian’s like “does this have to be in the main family gc?!” “YES”)
- Herongraystairs Family Gc (it’s just Jem, Tessa, + Kit—it’s mainly Jessa: hey kit, do you think you’ll be coming home soon, no worries if not, just let us know— then Kit: responds with a vine or meme Tessa: *confused at first till she reads up on them and starts replying in memes*)
- Kit’s youtube channel— Kit interviews “my 150 yr old parents* about historical events they’ve lived through asking the *important questions* ppl just think they’re phd historians with SUPER niche interests
- Thais loves photography and takes cool pictures of a lot of shadowhunter things and nature for her insta and for Dru’s as well ofc
- thais and jaime rivalry on twitter— no matter what the other says they will disagree (kinda jace simon dynamic)
- Ash is a gamer (he’s done all the games in thule lmao) and he does streams—ppl think his commitment to faerie cosplay is cute
- Anush helps Ty with his blog, but he’s also on Snapchat where he has Dru and so we get insight to the scholomance and Ty in the background of a lot or snaps
- sidenote: Izzy is also obsessed with making pinterest boards for her and simons wedding (I like to think that sizzy has a hybrid themed-jewish-shadowhunter wedding bc they can make it however they want)
#twp social media au#sizzy star wars wedding#tavvy plays subway surfers#dru does portuguese on duolingo#mina carstairs is an ipad kid lmao#dru blackthorn#isabelle lightwood#thais pedroso#kit herondale#ty blackthorn#anush joshi#ash morgenstern#the wicked powers#tsc#the shadowhunter chronicles
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I'm still a bit unsure whether I should post here some on my OCxCanon drawings or not but, well, here goes nothing! (Please refrain from interacting if you don't appreciate this kind of content, ty!)
My main OCxCanon ship is about my OC Rhodonite and Alessi from Jojo. They both worked under Dio during the events of Stardust Crusaders but they had been acquainted with each other for some years already (they were not on the best terms tbh ahah). I'm leaving here some drawings of them (including the Barbie and Ken meme that was popular last year lol)

Leaving here also their future children Rose Quartz and Raph Qara because I love them so much!
(Feel free to ask questions and stuff ofc)
#art moots#artists on tumblr#digital art#oc#original character#art#artwork#oc x canon#jojo no kimyou na bouken#jojo#jojo's bizarre adventure#alessi jjba#alessi jojo
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i have never been normal about vernon ever. i think about his ttt at least once a day, especially the message on the back. (i’ll insert in the pic i took of my copy) but yes!!! i’m so grateful to share the same universe as him!!! & a meme i stole off twt that made me giggle because that’s my thought process. anyway, this was just a random stream of consciousness that i wanted to share with you – the lovely xinganhao !
last thing, a question, do you have a trope or au you reallyyyy want to write or make into an smau, but haven’t yet for any reason ??? (apologies if this has already been asked) thanks for everything <3


"of all the stars in the universe, you end up on the one with vernon" (╥﹏╥) aw, man, how lucky are we if you think about it that way </3 i, too, have never been normal about him!!! ty for dropping by to share this soft thought with me ⭐ as for tropes or au's i want to figure out in a smau: i've definitely been playing around with how some of my fandoms might translate into texts! think [modern] harry potter/divergent/percy jackson, motorsports au's, etc. i also think i have yet to do a proper enemies -> lovers, and/or something soulmates-adjacent sooo 🙂↕️ hope you're doing well, darling!
#── ᵎᵎ ✦ inbox#pleasetellmenow#vernon hours are PERPETUALLY open i fear ദ്ദി(ᵔᗜᵔ)#and ahck i've done a handful of plots that fit smau's... i do wonder what more i can attempt lmao
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