#whenever i get my own merch made i try and do it with like. smaller businesses that are just sort of doing their own thing

[ot3]

it's just weird to me because the sentiment around like professionally printed (which to be very clear is not the same as professionally published) anthology style fanzines is that they're somehow like. brutal capitalism come to infringe upon the sacred art of zinemaking. but these are also people who would simultaneously claim that they support artists getting fairly compensated for their work. but historically most zines of this type have been charity projects, and for the ones that arent charity projects i guarantee you pretty much nobody is making money even close to the number of hours they put in, especially not the moderation teams. it's strange. like nobody is getting rich off of this except grifters who steal shit and i think if every type of Web Community that had grifters in it got a bad reputation we wouldn't have any web communities left.

imo there is one very big thing that needs to be talked about wrt these kinds of zines and it's the way a lot of them rely on like, dirt cheap overseas manufacturing to produce their merchandise and you have no idea how those people are being treated. like idk i think it's insanely difficult to get a lot of types of merch made without going through these channels and im not expecting independent artists to be able to opt their work out of the exploitative systems of capitalism any more than anyone else can. but i think it's worth acknowledging

[444m777]

15 years ago today…

I was roughly three months fresh of turning 17 years old. I felt indifferent about that number and sort of wished I could stay 16 a little longer but I knew I was getting closer to being considered an “adult” and in that case it was exciting because I would be moving abroad and living on my own once I graduated from high school. There was nothing really special about that day. I was home alone after school. Took off my shoes and just did what any regular-degular teenager would do, watch TV.

Aside from plotting how I’d ever make it to London without ever traveling that far before I figured one could dream like I always did. Like I had to because I had the kind of parents who did not like the fact that I was (still am) a Michael Jackson fan. They saw it as an obsession and basically it got to a point where I was “banned” from mentioning his name, listening to his music even though I didn’t own any CDs at the time. The only thing I had growing up as a little girl was the Moonwalker VHS tape and I almost destroyed it because I watched it a billion times for years. My parents would always make sure we had a movie night and as soon as they asked for suggestions everyone would butt in before I could get a word out, “WE ARE NOT WATCHING MOONWALKER! Anything but that!”. As a little girl that shit tore me apart.

My parents introduced me to the world of magic that is MJ. They showed me Thriller. And I innocently referred to the female ghoulish monsters as my grandmother (oops…🤪) everyone burst out in laughter. It was cute I was maybe 3-4 years old at the time. But when I turned 5 I was allowed to watch the whole Moonwalker movie and my own mother told me she regrets getting it and showing it to me. I was maybe 9-10 years old when she said that to me out of anger. She read my diaries at the time and saw all the newspaper clippings I had of Michael because they just wouldn’t let me buy any merch/CDs. And in it I wrote how I felt about him and how I wanted to be with him at Neverland Ranch. Mind you this was also the time where it was super uncool to be an MJ fan. Like, you’d get DISOWNED from your friend group, family etc. it was THAT bad. Coming from a Black Caribbean background. I virtually had no one to talk to about Michael. Hence, the diaries.

I, in some way, related to how lonely he felt. In my innocent child’s mind I just felt really close to him and I felt he would understand me better than my own immediate family would. Anyways, I CLINGED to my Moonwalker VHS tape until I somehow broke it from watching it a trillion times too much😅. My world SHATTERED. It was the only MJ thing I had before I got the newspaper clippings because of the allegations. Whenever we went to a music store or an airport that had a music store I wasn’t allowed in the section that had Michael’s music. I’d get dragged away. It was ROUGH for little fangirl me😕 I don’t know how I survived it. And I’m not even trying to sound dramatic but I was a sensitive, PAINFULLY shy, introverted and moved to tears EASILY kinda girl. I had (and still have) very BIG feelings and I had no one to help me navigate them. Maybe I’ll make another post about my journey as an MJ fan on a super tiny island and how I “made it work” but really I want to focus on how as a teenager I found out he passed.

Flipping through channels I came across a news channel that claimed he died. I immediately took it as a hoax and switched to another news channel and they didn’t report anything. So I remember pausing the TV (we had DVR at the time) and went upstairs to shower. I kept telling myself this was all a sick joke. I came back downstairs and pressed play and forwarded to real time and they said he really did die. So I did the one thing I thought was smart and decided that if CNN didn’t report he died then he didn’t and everybody from the smaller news channels were in on some terrible lie to generate views because of his concerts coming up in London. But I finally switched to CNN and it was written so boldly on the screen I wasn’t even sitting but something told me to sit because my body felt weak and I plopped down on the couch. It took a while to register and then I was hysterical. Home alone yet living with people who banned me from talking about him and getting caught listening to his music or writing about him. I had a secret stash of MJ related things. I had a friend who took her mother’s Dangerous cassette tape and borrowed it to me to listen. My sister’s best friend’s dad had the History Album and she gave it to my sister to give it to me. That’s honestly the one thing my sister did for me that felt super profound. Because she was also told not to fuel my “obsession”. She didn’t care for MJ but she wasn’t mean about it either. But we both lived under our parents’ house and rules and as a Black girl with Black Caribbean parents… let’s just say you don’t question or go behind their back if you know what’s good for you. Once just ONCE my dad let me buy the Dangerous dvd. We were at the airport and he was hesitant. I remember it like it was yesterday… “you KNOW your mother doesn’t want you getting anything MJ related! I’m not letting you buy this”. But at the last minute he still let me get it and he said “it’s just the music videos I suppose this is fine…” oh, how it was not. That got taken away too. So you see I had to hide whatever anyone could spare. I was not even allowed to read the newspaper at one point because my mother found I would cut out pictures of him. THE NEWSPAPER Y’ALL!!! If I needed the newspaper for school work I’d get it with pages removed. Or my mom would pull out the pages I needed.

Back to being a total mess on the couch… my parents came home and I wiped my face and tears. I remember opening the door. I figured I’m older now. He passed away. It should be okay to at least say something about it. I remember opening the door and I could barely get the words out. I said “did you hear the news about Michael?” And she responded “yeah… jammer”. I come from a Caribbean island that’s been colonized by the Dutch so we use Dutch words in our creole language, Papiamento. But the way she said jammer (what a shame) was in such a nonchalant I-don’t-really-care way. Her tone was evident. I almost slammed the door shut in her face but I let her hold the door and I ran upstairs and was hysterical again.

I remember my father coming up to check on me but he stood in the door way. I was just curled up in bed crying and he left me there. Both of them left me there. I was a mess for DAYS. WEEKS. I became depressed. And again, I had no one to help me navigate these very BIG feelings. And it pained me. I didn’t have friends who were MJ fans. So I couldn’t talk to them. All I heard at school was “good riddance” or worse. As an adult I realized I just wanted someone to sit with me. Hold space for me. No one helped me through it during 2003 to the 2005 trials. No one helped me through it in 2009. I had to do it on my own and it SUCKED! You’re either met with “but you never met the man!” or “he was XYZ anyways so why does it matter, he’s dead!”. I was a CHILD! No one thought “damn… this is having a huge effect on our highly sensitive daughter and she’s clearly depressed. At the very least let’s hold space for her” NOPE! I learned very young to keep secrets. To never share myself like that with people in fear of being ridiculed. I hid myself, my passions and my thoughts. Despite growing up and excelling in anything that had to do with art (because I wanted to be like Mike lol). I kept it a secret. My grades showed it but anything else I kept it from my family. My friends kinda knew but they didn’t know what or WHO the driving force was. Where the inspiration came from. I always had to come up with some other story or muse. I wouldn’t dare mention Michael in fear my mother would appear out of nowhere and would “discipline me” for saying his name. He was my real life Voldemort and in my tiny kid brain I had to defend him in my mind because there was no way I could go up against anyone else let alone adults. My family but mostly my mother really did a number on me…

I’m writing this to say that what my family did and how the world negatively responded left a stain on my soul. Turned me from introvert and shy to soooo painfully shy I didn’t want to leave my room. Didn’t want to express myself in fear of being asked where the inspiration came from. Ironically as an adult my parents have been asking me why I’m not being creative and for a very long time I wish I could tell them it’s because they snuffed that part me, ever since I was a child, out! They couldn’t nurture that side of me and chose to see my devotion as blind obsession.

But this year and even more so today I had a huge breakdown earlier in the year and I realized I wanted to express myself and my thoughts more and speak freely about Mike. Mind you, I moved out at 18 and lived and studied in The Netherlands, Indonesia and Thailand. Still I kept that part of me which was and is a HUGE part of me, a secret. I brought it up once with a guy I had a date with and like I said, BIG feelings kinda gal, I broke down crying talking to him about Michael. And I apologized profusely and figured he’d never want to see me again. And yet he held me and comforted me. He did the one thing I craved the people who loved me should have done when I was a child. I swore on that day I’d marry that man. I did not… yet. We’re still together 7 years later and today too and every day since he has held space for me. Allowed me to be the fan I always wished I could’ve been even if it was in private with him. He lets me talk about anything MJ like he’s a fan himself (he is not but he has an immense amount of respect for Michael). And he’s always encouraged me to reach out to the MJ community but like I said the trauma, and again, not trying to be dramatic but to be told as a kid up until I left the house that I can’t talk, listen, watch nor dance to Michael was like being told I wasn’t allowed to eat, was DEEP and it made me associate expressing myself as a bad thing, a dirty thing. Because liking Michael was seen as gross. So I never engaged online for fear of my mother somehow finding me on the internet. Yeah… it was that bad😖

But it wasn’t all bad. And I’d like to share more about that in the future😌. I’m done feeling like my mother or anyone else for that matter has a say in how I feel and how I choose to express my love for Michael. That man pulled me through so many things throughout my life. I know this is a very heavy and sad day. It’s really tough for some to see the bright side. Because Michael being alive was the bright side. Even if he chose never to show his face again in public but to just know he was alive, safe and in good health probably would’ve been more than enough for fans to handle than knowing he’s truly gone. Unfortunately, that’s not the case and his life ended tragically.

I still choose to use this day as a reminder to myself of his tireless yet bright FIRE that he had and how he went against the grains of racism and ignorance, and striving to innovate, to push the envelope and go beyond. The sky was never the limit. I, too, want to use that energy and look past my upbringing and connect with other likeminded fans/people and truly engage the way I wish I would’ve years ago after leaving home. No more hiding. No more shaming myself and most certainly no more apologizing for speaking about Michael. I’m doing myself a disservice and I want to honor his memory by keeping on with the force! ��🏾

I love you so much Michael and I miss you like crazy and I’m so grateful for your presence and your passion for sharing your gift and life’s work with us. I feel you in the air and especially in the trees and in the animals. You solidified my belief in magic and wonder. I am so damn happy I am breaking free from these chains and really celebrating you OUT IN THE OPEN WHOLEHEARTEDLY. To the fans out there struggling I have you in my thoughts. And if you ever, EVER need someone to talk to because it’s difficult to talk to anyone else out there, you got me. I don’t ever want any of the fans to feel isolated and stuck. Especially the younger fans. You are the generation who will continue to keep Michael’s legacy going. Not only that you are the future in general and young kids/people need to be protected, loved and guided. Not the opposite and especially not made to feel like your feelings are invalid. Your mental health is so important even when you’re a fan of someone whom you’ve never met. And it is equally important to talk freely and openly in a safe space without being made to feel like you’re a criminal.

Anyways… if you read up until here, wow, thanks! Sending you all lots of love, hugs and heehees💫

[princelythirsts]

How to Get Selfship Merch and Art with Low or NO Budget

*Okay, kinda misleading title as many of these are DIY but they can be cheap or free depending what materials you have access to. These are just some basic ideas I hope will inspire people to try their own things.

Feel free to add any ideas you have, too!

Things you can get/make for free

Picrew / Dressup games

I’ve seen some couple/romance picrews before!

I don’t always find the options I want in Picrews (ie body type) but you can always edit them using free software like Autodesk sketchbook, gimp, etc

Wallpapers

If your f/o is popular, you might be able to find some good phone/desktop wallpapers by searching online

Edits

There’s free apps for editing selfies where you can put in a photo and add in filters, stickers, etc. (Not my area of expertise, also may not work as well with animated f/o’s)

Free apps for video editing - I see a lot of edits on Youtube and Tiktok for example

Making silly edits where you put your ship into existing memes

Free art?! - Artists doing art requests / free art for experimental purposes

(Search for “art requests: open”, only ask if people offer first)

Free art?! - You can draw whatever you want, whenever you want

Apologies if that sounds condescending, but that’s often the thought that motivates me to draw selfship art when I do. No one can stop me from drawing myself kissing my f/o!

If this is daunting, try breaking it down into smaller steps. Search for tutorials on how to draw your f/o, or how to draw romantic scenes, etc.

Misc arts & crafts!

Whatever you have on hand you could make - especially in your f/o’s colors! Or things you associate with your ship

Sometimes schools and libraries have free events where they let people make things free of charge - check out your local library’s site! They’re always open for feedback, you can email suggestions for events.

I’ve seen events where they let you paint, make friendship bracelets, make buttons with their button machine, etc

For example my uni had a “destress from finals” event where you could make bracelets with plastic beads (like kandi?), and I made one with my friend’s f/o’s name and color scheme. 

Things you can get/make for cheap

Keychains! Get one of those keychains where you can put a photo in, print out or draw a pic of your beloved, and put that bad boy in there

A lil character shrine! It doesn’t have to be huge

A good place to start could be a photo of the character and little trinkets you associate with them. Like an eraser shaped like their favorite animal or a candle in a scent that reminds you of them.

[thatguywhodoesstuff]

This stuff is awesome! Really glad you enjoy Merch, if you ever want to use him for any of your ideas or potential fanfics feel free to do so. Your ideas gave me a lot to think about so, I’ll address each point.

I actually meant to mention this in my original post, but I image Merch’s electric hairdo/mane as having a similar shape to a cockatoo’s head crest, mostly because I think it translates well in emulating the slicked back hairstyle of a stereotypical sleazy car salesmen, the mental image of it flaring into an electrified mohawk whenever he rocks out, and it being a nod to Stella’s side of the family being avian demons. Merch having a similar darker marking in his mane as Stella is a nice addition.

Yeah, Merch is a pretty charismatic kid, part of it stemming from a sort of earnestness not typically seen around Hell, but he would totally abuse his charisma if he needed to.

I actually had the same idea for him possessing the same elemental powers of his dad and uncle, but as a trade off there are some things he can’t do like they can. For example, he can’t teleport like Mammon can.

Personally, I sort of pictured an older Merch as dressing professionally, but overall pretty modestly. Specifically, his usual attire is a button down covered in a pattern of small flat top diamonds (thank you for suggesting that, I really wanted to translate Mam’s diamond patterned clothes, but was at a loss on how), a pair of dress pants (his belt buckle is a giant, green cent sign), suspenders, a necktie (he’s pretty much the only person in Hell that doesn’t get the appeal of bow ties) with a design on it that evokes the filament of a lightbulb (a nod to his electric powers and him being an idea man), and padded clown/jester shoes (just like dad). That said, I do feel that during formal occasions he would go all out like you suggested and make a spectacle of himself.

This idea is really sweet and it gave me the idea that when Merch was still smaller than her, Octavia would tend to pick him up and carry him under her arm. After growing larger than her, the roles have since reversed. Via used to be pretty annoyed whenever he’d do this, usually out of the blue, but has since gotten used to it.

Oh boy, you are right about that. Being Stella and Mammon’s son, Merch knows all about aesthetics and how the mesh, and the original hotel’s design would just not sit right with him. Then of course there is the fun visual of him having a small breakdown when Charlie tries to convince him to give the current hotel some of its predecessor’s “charm”.

The idea of Levi trying his hardest to be Merch’s favorite uncle is really fun, especially because I can picture the male Sins all trying to compete for the spot given how Mammon is Charlie’s favorite uncle and they see this as their second chance at winning that kind of honor. Naturally, Ozzie is the most vehement in denying these efforts.

If I’m being honest, the idea of Merch having a soft spot for Andrealphus immediately made me think of that episode of Family Guy where Chris and Carter hung out and bonded. That’s all I’ve really got for this point.

Also, just to clarify, Merch doesn’t harbor any true ill will towards Andre, Ozzie, and Fizz, granted that doesn’t stop him from trolling them and making them squirm every chance he gets.

Mammon living on a private island is a really cool idea, especially since it would keep him and his family away from the wretched hive that comprises the majority of Greed.

Mammon giving both of his kids the means to defend themselves and (mostly) sound life advice is a really nice thought. It also sort of coincides with my headcanon that in instances that the Sins get into physical altercations with one another, they tend to avoid using their powers/going all out because they don’t want to deal with the fallout of the collateral, not to mention running the risk of wrecking their own turf.

To give an overview of the one time Camio and Furfur babysat Merch, it started at Camio’s manse in Pride, before Merch somehow managed to sneak out and make his way all the way down to Envy. Which he set about 1/10 of on fire. NOT A LANDMASS, THE ICY SEA ITSELF. Levi wasn’t mad about this mind you, mostly because he was too stunned to think or feel much of anything. No one, and I mean no one, knows how Merch managed to pull this particular stunt off.

You are absolutely right about him launching elaborate schemes against Stolas. One I’ve had in mind is that, when Merch was 10, as a birthday gift for Stella, he framed Stolas for tax fraud and evasion, which earned the disgraced prince a worse punishment given his previous offenses were taken into account. Adding salt to the wound, the authorities confronting Stolas was televised.

You raise a good point of an adult Merch’s height relative to the rest of his family. See my line of thought for him being visibly bigger than even Mammon was a subtle play on how real world companies tend to make larger versions of their products.

Merch being a percussionist is also really fun, as I can just imagine family jam sessions and him playing a Guitar Hero style game with Stella or Via, or something like Donkey Kong Jungle Beat, which had bongos as its game controller.

This. This is a great idea. I can easily see Mam and Via bonding as they take care of Merch’s egg and looking forward to welcoming a new member into the family.

As for some other ideas I had for Merch:

As a kid, let’s say around 8-10 years old, Merch was around the same height as Moxxie and Millie. The second he entered puberty, he started shooting up like a weed.

As an adult, Merch’s arms don’t tapper off like Mammon’s, rather they look sort of like Camilla Carmine’s and get progressively wider as they go from his elbow to his hands.

I envision his full demon form as being really similar to Mammon’s, but with some major differences. Namely, a prevalent hand motif (he has a hand at the end of his tongue(s) and his spider legs), having a number of crystalline growths throughout his body (such as icy horns & fangs (which is my way of making an “ogre spider” joke) and his spider legs being more crystalline then gold), and him having an abdominal flap that unfurls to reveal a giant demonic face with functioning eyes and a mouth full of those aforementioned hand tipped tongues.

Part of why I based Merch off of a peacock spider is because they are endemic to some parts of Australia.

An adult Merch also has his own unique approach to the sin his father embodies. Unlike Mammon who covets monitory gain, Merch just wants to create amusement parks and toys less as a job and more as a hobby he just so happens to be able to profit from. Since this requires quite a bit of resources and money to do, Merch creates a cycle wherein he creates parks and toys, which in turn rake in hefty profits that go towards making bigger and better parks and toys, doing so ad infinitum for no other reason than to fuel his hobbies.

Sort of building off of the above, as an adult Merch runs his own business which is called Merch Manufacturing Co. a subsidiary of Mammon Enterprises.

Sorry for the wall of text, I’ve just been on sort of a kick since I saw your post.

A Golden Goose Idea

After putting some thought into it, I’ve decided to hop back online for a moment and share some ideas I’ve had for a Mammon X Stella fan kid. I probably won’t do much of anything with with the character, but I felt like sharing my vision of a gremlin child for this glorious ship, while also borrowing from some of the ideas posited by @prof-ramses.

Ideas Under The Cut:

While Stella had experience from when Octavia was still an egg and was for the most part pretty reserved during the incubation period, Mammon’s nerves were shot and his dread over something going wrong before the egg hatched led him to act (more) aggressive and impulsive towards those outside his family. During the months leading up to the hatching day, Greed as a whole was walking on pins and needles for fear of provoking its ruler’s fury.

When the day finally came, Mammon and Stella welcomed a bouncing baby boy into the world and in that moment both felt like they were at the top of Hell.

They named him Merch.

Physically, Merch takes heavily after his father (same general build and four arms, but his head is more blocky and he has four visible eyes), with some attributes from his uncle Andy (he has some sparse crystalline/icy feathers). Overall, he draws a lot of inspiration from a Peacock Spider (Arachnophobia Warning).

Personality wise, Merch has the innocent, but chaotic energy of Spooky Month’s Skid and Pump mixed with the scheming and quick thinking of Louise Belcher. Merch is also possessing of a boundless sense of curiosity and a complete lack of understanding of boundaries or warnings, often resulting in him leaving chaos in his wake when left unattended.

Has a really close relationship with both of his parents, often helping his mom with her art projects and being overjoyed whenever his dad takes him to any of his various businesses (especially Loo Loo Land).

I like to think Merch eventually grows up to be an architect/engineer/imagineer that specializes in making fair rides and amusement parks as a tribute to both of his parents’ interests.

His relationship with Octavia is a bit distant given the significant gap in their ages, but the two get along pretty well and often turn to one another as someone they can vent to.

When it comes to his extended family, the Sins are (for the most part) overjoyed to have another little one running around they can dote on and guide towards eventually becoming a new superpower in Hell and Charlie just lights up whenever she sees him and he’s always excited to hangout with his cousin.

As for uncle Andrealphus, Merch follows in his dad’s footsteps in stringing him along and subtly insulting him to his face. Mam has definitely taught him to do the same to Ozzie and Fizz under the guise of it being a game.

While Camio and Furfur are overjoyed that Stella and Mam have another kid and they do genuinely care for Merch, after their first (and last) time babysitting him, they prefer to be around him with his parents or sister also being present.

The only person Merch legitimately dislikes is Stolas because, even if Merch doesn’t know all of the details, he knows that Stolas hurt his mom and sister. Stolas is probably the only person Merch actively schemes against in the hopes of making his life more difficult.

While Stella and Mammon are pretty involved and present parents, Merch is pretty much free to wander and explore Greed unattended, the same applying to Octavia, with no fear of either of them being in any real danger. Everyone in the ring knows better than to mess with them because, unlike Ozzie, Mammon would be far more active in ensuring either of his kids’ safety, even if it means cutting a bloody swath through his own territory.

In terms of voice, I can only really picture him as sounding like Pump.

I really like the idea of Merch wearing clothes emblazoned with a cent sign as a nod to Mammon’s design incorporating dollar signs.

I also like the idea of Merch just generally being larger than the rest of his family as an adult, while keeping most of his easy going and cheerfully chaotic personality despite maturing.

Merch has a tendency to say corporate buzzwords and shill Mammon brand products. He doesn’t really understanding what he’s talking about, he just wants to imitate his dad. Mammon and Stella find this habit adorable, while Octavia is left more than a little exasperated by it all.

Merch is every bit as touchy-feely and has the same personal space invading tendencies as his father.

[sameglasses]

i'm sure many people talked about it before, but i actively hate how the ts crew deals with ads, merch, or even basic communication and i need to rant about it too a little (the rest's under the cut, i didn't think i'd be that long but here we are lol)

there's another youtuber that i admire a lot more for this. half his channel is "regular" videos on pokémon strategy, and the other half are livestreams, let's plays, best-of etc (his name is Fildrong btw, if you're speaking a little bit of french and you like pokémon go check out his content, he's super funny) this dude knows how to run a channel, and it shows; he always keeps in touch with his fanbase, letting them know what comes next for videos, let's plays, merch, bigger projects, etc. he reaches out to artists whenever he needs to and pays them decently by the way, he lets the fans know when he's going to have some rest, etc etc. you know, basic stuff

and you wanna know the best part? he's doing this alone. he makes collabs with friends or artists, obviously, and he has an editor for his best-of only, but he runs most of his channel on his own

Thomas and his team don't get this; they're not a group of small creators anymore, they're running a whole business, and it hurts to see a business this big doing it worse than some dude doing more "modest" content on his own (depends on the videos tho, i don't think a roadtrip throughout Europe on a bike is what you could call "modest") (yes, Fildrong did that. twice. the absolute madman)

they're trying to capitalize on a series that's slowly dying because of the lack of communication, or even respect for its fans. i don't think Thomas himself is that invested into it anymore, but i'd much rather him telling us that than trying to make as much money as possible without making actual content. hell, if he even wants to cancel sanders sides altogether for any reason, i'm fine with it!! i'd be disappointed for sure, but at least he'd stop the massacre and do a Cartoon Therapy 2.0

you could claim that because Fildrong has a much smaller fanbase, it's easier for him to communicate with his fans, and to that i'll answer: Markiplier someone else made the same comparison (i can't remember the url, wave if you're here buddy), but Mark doesn't have this problem either; he also keeps in touch with his fans, to let them know about his next project, a little about what's going on in his life, sometimes, when he's going to take some vacations etc, because he knows what he's doing. and he's one of the most popular youtubers ever

what's their excuse to just even tweet "hey sorry for the delay, the next episode is going to take some time" or something like that?? while we would be thrilled to see new content, we'd appreciate even more honesty. the last video made me feel like being taken for an idiot that would willingly give their money away for some over-priced bullshit because look!! a totally new sanders sides video!!!! not a tasteless ad disguised as actual content at all!!!!!

(and yeah, i know the team isn't responsible for the price of the plushies. i'm still allowed to complain about it bc yeah i guess they're kinda cute, but i'm not spending so much money for this) (i don't even think they ship those in my country anyway)

[sokkas-honour]

For the Spotify wrapped, could you do 12 and Korra?

ofc i can! hope you like it :)

run the world!! - korra x reader

paring: korra x fem!reader

wc: 3k

summary/notes: i tend to try and my reader inserts as gn as possible but this one is female. it doesn’t fully relate to the song but i tried.

taglist: @biqherosix @draqondance

so pessimistic, so narcissistic, so cynical, welcome to my own little world.

part two

“so y/n, what do you think of us going to seingi’s after the game? you could meet our new teammate!” bolin approached you as soon as you came out of your slot in the gym with your pro bending team, the red sands rabaroos.

“i don’t have a game tonight bo.” you chuckled, wiping the sweat off of your forehead from your intense training session. you loved seeing the excitement on your best friends face whenever he mentionned his mysterious new teammate.

“mako and i do! don’t you want to watch us beat the zebra frogs?” he insisted, flashing his signature green pleading eyes that always made you cave.

“all right big guy, i’m down.” you gave in and patted his shoulder before you made your way down the hallway to lockerooms in order to change. right as you made the right turn you heard him yell out a ‘yes’ and pictured him punching his fist up in the air. you rolled your eyes and smiled at the idea of the other earth bender doing such but he was your best friend after all, what did you expect?

a couple of hours later after you’d gone home, showered and switched into more casual attire, you found yourself back at the probending arena though now a crowd had formed on the steps as everyone waited for the doors to open. you scanned the crowd and spotted a couple of people having fire ferret signs which made you smile.

you made your way through said crowd and up the stairs only to be met with a slightly smaller crowd of people trying to get the guard, rahaar, to let them in early to see their favorite team the game started. you chuckled slightly at their lousy attempts which guard rahaar’s attention.

“y/n!” he smiled as you pushed your way to the front and greeted him. “come on right in, enjoy the game!”

you thanked him and quickly slithered into the building so that he wouldn’t have to knock down anyone who tried to get in, and thankfully for him, no one did. though you were sure a couple of them complained at the fact that you’d just been able to enter like that. what could you say? they were the pros of being a pro bender.

you took your time to make your way to where you friends were, prepping themselves for the game in the gym and you had guess right as you heard the two brothers arguing.

“where is she?” you heard mako’s voice first as you approached the door and knocked.

“see mako, she’s there!” you could hear the smile in bolins voice as someone’s footsteps came to open the door to let who they thought was their new teammate in.

“sorry to disappoint but i’m not your new teammate.” you awkwardly joked as you met eyes with mako who raised his eyebrow at your presence as he stood next to the door.

“y/n! you’re here!” bolin exclaimed excitedly from behind his older brother.

“bo invited me to join you, your new teammate and him for dinner after the game so i figured i’d see the second best pro bending team play.” you explained as a response to seeing makos slightly confused expression which he nodded to and his face went back to his usual stoic and neutral expression.

“second best?” bolin inquired, placing his hands on his hips as he smirked.

“yeah, second best.” you confirmed, crossing your arms and defying him with your gaze.

“well y/n, we’ll see about that when we play each other in two weeks.” mako joined in on the playful rivalry and you nodded, agreeing to see exactly which of your teams was better.

“two weeks, hope you fire ferrets will be ready to pay for dinner at narook’s in order to celebrate my victory.” you proposed a bet which immediately made the innocent rivalry sound a bit more interesting. you extended your hand to bolin who was now in front of you, intending for him to shake on it as soon as he heard the mention of a paid dinner.

“you’re on!” bolin immediately agreed and place his hand on yours and you both shook on it.

“this is great and all but it doesn’t change the fact that we’re still missing a player and doors open in ten.” mako interrupted your intense playful gazes to alert bolin of the awkward situation they were in.

“shit, doors open in ten? i should go now if i want to go to the bathroom and get popcorn without a line.” mako raised an eyebrow once again at your strange way to exit but it sounded about right, it was you of course, you always had weird priorities. he had hoped you’d maybe take the time to help them figure out what to do but he knew it wasn’t your job to help them, hell, if anything you shouldn’t because one, you were on rival teams and two, realistically you couldn’t do anything.

“make sure you get good seats so you can see how just how much we’ll crush you!” bolin called as you left the gym. you give him a thumbs up in the air, not bothering to turn around.

a false commitment, oh, i never listened

you found a nice spot not too far from the platform after you’d gotten your popcorn. you munched on it as you watched the seats slowly fill, face scrunching up whenever you see someone wearing non fire ferret merch.

you knew they were going to win, they always did, at least with their old teammate, hasook. you hadn’t bothered to listen to their matches from home so you were going in blind.

you would never really admit to never listening to your friends matches, you just didn’t see the point in listening in on the competition, it’s useless. you need to see in front of you in order to study their tactics.

bolin didn’t know that when he invited you to come see their match, you had already planned to come in order to see how much of a rookie their new teammate was, it was kind of an opportunity for you to feel a bit better about your team, as awful as that sounds. one of your teammates had told you that they’d heard of a new waterbender on the fire ferrets that practice before seeing your friend.

you shoved popcorn into your mouth as the lights dimmed and the announcer’s voice boomed throughout the entire stadium. you quickly swallowed in order to cheer when they announced the fire ferrets. the people seated around you didn’t seem to enjoy your cheering for the newer team but at the same time, you didn’t enjoy their cheering for the opposite team.

you leaned in as you saw the three benders in red be brought to the stage and your eyes widened when they landed on the one with the blue rope. she wasn’t small by any means, you couldn’t see her face but just by her stance you could tell she was beautiful.

suddenly, you didn’t even look at your friend’s techniques as they played like they always did in order to give them criticism, no, you couldn’t take your eyes off of the water tribe girl.

you were sure it was only her second or third game but the way she moved made it seem like pro bending was something she’d been practicing for ages. god you wished this game would wrap up so you could meet her.

and im just a problem, and no one's ever solved it,

they announced the fire ferrets win and that’s when you snapped out of your trance, your popcorn long forgotten as you watched the waterbender move around confidently and knocking down her opponents.

little by little, people left their seats and exited the arena all while chatting up a storm about how the game went. you found yourself a part of that crowd up until a certain point where you turned in an opposite direction to see your friends.

you waited for them to exit as you leaned on the wall thinking of how to introduce yourself to the girl that had caught your attention.

“well y/n, impressed yet?” mako was the one to take you out of your thoughts as you looked up at him a smirk quickly making it onto your face.

“honestly no, your form was sloppy.”

“uh huh, sure, i’m totally taking firebending advice from an earth bender.” he rolled his eyes sassily, making sure to emphasise his and your bending.

“you’re taking advice from someone who dated a firebender mister.” you retorted, referring to your past lovers.

before he could reply, bolin came out with a girl as they talked about the game. bolin stopped in his tracks when he saw you and smiled.

you turned your head and mentally, your draw dropped. she was even prettier in person. she was a bit taller than you, her biceps accentuated by her water tribe getup, she had her hair in a traditional ponytail and her blue eyes held nothing but excitement that lingered from the game.

“not a bad game for a rookie.” was the first thing you said to her, making you want to slap your forehead at how dumb that sounded.

“not sure if that’s supposed to be a compliment.” she rose an eye brow as she made eye contact with you. you had to control yourself in order not to blush and break your usual cool composure.

“y/n here doesn’t really give compliments, sorry korra.” bolin jokily informed his teammate earning an arm crossing from you as an attempt to not let the girl see how she made you feel by just standing in front of you.

“then thanks i suppose.” was what she settled with and almost instantly, your mind made a connection with her name, korra. as in avatar korra. as in the newcomer to republic city.

“you guys didn’t tell me the avatar was apart of your team.” you ignored korra’s response, the question being aimed at the brothers.

“it was in the papers.” mako stated as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

“as if i read the papers mako my boy.” you replied, taking a step closer to him, making sure to match your tone which earned a small blush on the firebender’s cheeks which was exactly what you wanted to do.

“yeah, i’m the avatar, big deal. let’s go eat.” korra seemed to get annoyed at your interaction with the firebender, making you cock an eyebrow in confusion. don’t tell me she likes mako was the only thing on your mind as you all nodded.

“wait, she’s coming too?” korra asked as she saw you follow them once you all stepped outside. the boys nodded which earned a little huff from the avatar. your happiness dimmed a bit at the thought of her not wanting to spend time with you, oh well, she’d have to deal with it.

oh, i don't think that i could be the one that you want me to be, its hard for me sometimes to see the light inside my love, i, i, i, i, want to run the world, the world, the world, the world

you all sat around a table at seingi’s, the closest firenation restaurant to the arena. it was surprisingly empty for a friday night. you stared at the menu trying to figure out what you wanted.

“i’m going to get the extra spicy fire noodles.” korra was the first one to announce what she was getting. she put the menu back on the table and waited for everyone to announce theirs.

“you sure you’ll be able to handle that?” you questioned, not bothering to look away from the menu. you knew your question infuriated her, god, you really did suck at flirting.

“if you hadn’t notice yet, i’m also a firebender. so yeah, i think i can handle my spice.” she had seemed to take offense to your question which made you laugh a bit.

“whatever you say miss avatar.” you rolled your eyes with a playful grin as you lowered your menu. you wanted to laugh at the offended expression on her face but you held it in this time, you still wanted her to like you.

“okay well i’m taking the same as korra.” mako announced in an attempt to break up whatever was going, afraid that korra’s short temper would act up to your snarky comments.

“i am too. how about you y/n.” all three of them were taking the spicy noodles. you were originally going to take them as well but that changed once everyone did as well.

“i’m taking the roast duck.” you announced, finally putting down the menu. korra rolled her eyes which confused you.

“you’ve got a problem with that avatar?” you questioned, a smirk making its way onto your face. if your presence seemed to annoy her, then by the spirits were you going to have fun with it. mako knew exactly what you were doing, he’d seen you do it before and knew that your flirting always seemed to dig yourself into a hole that was impossible to get out of.

“no, just confused as to why you’re still here. this is a team celebratory dinner.” she explained, her eyes narrowing you.

“i’m the honorary team member sweetheart. i-" before you could finish your explanation, you felt bolin kick in you in the shin from in front of you.

you hadn’t noticed mako that was seated next to you and bolin, who was in front of you, were secretly communicating to try and break up whatever fight that could happen. you were too engrossed in the beautiful avatar to notice.

“y/n’s our friend and we haven’t had dinner together in a while.” bolin explained after laughing nervously. korra nodded before looking over to mako to discuss his winning play.

everyone participated in the conversion but you. sure you listened but you couldn’t tear your eyes off of korra, wether she was speaking or not. the passion, the excitement and the love in her gaze and words as she spoke to the brothers about the game made you jealous, spirits did you wish she would talk that way to you.

you barely knew her and she didn’t seem to particularly love you but you wanted to be her entire world after just one look at her.

i’m never honest, i'm faking all this

dinner had gone on without much noise from you, which definitely raised suspicions for the two brothers. korra didn’t seem to care or notice so when she got up to go to the bathroom, their attention immediately went to you.

“is everything alright y/n?” bolin asked you, concern written all over his face.

“yeah, just a bit tired is all.” you lied, not wanting them to catch on that korra was filling your thoughts.

“you sure?” mako insisted, placing a hand on your shoulder. you nodded and looked away. you spotted korra and her smile dropped when mako placed his hand on your shoulder.

“yeah. can i finish your noodles?” you attempted to switch the subject, batting your eyelashes at mako in an exaggerated manor. he laughed and switched your dishes.

you danced a little bit in your seat and teased the broth before you ate the noodles, still warm.

“really? you’re still hungry? that duck was huge.” korra commented once she came back to her seat.

“i’m just making sure we don’t waste any money.” you started matter of factly which earned what was probably the fifth eye roll of the night from the avatar.

once again, mako and bolin steared the conversation in another direction to avoid any conflict. this time though, you made sure you were heard.

once dinner was over and you had all stepped out, korra approached you and your heartrate picked up.

“see? told you i could handle the spice.” she teased which came as a surprise to you, she hadn’t said anything particularly friendly to you all evening but you hadn’t either.

“master of four elements, master of all foods.” you joked, shoving your hands in your pockets. she chuckled at your words and suddenly, it was your favourite sound in the world.

Just point those fingers, cause i could never be hurt.

bolin accompanied korra to the docks so she could head back to air temple island and mako walked you back to your appartement.

“you suck at flirting y/n.” was the first he said when the others had left.

“and you’re better than me? mister i don’t show emotions?” you replied as you started walking, not wanting him to bring up anything that happened during dinner.

“please, i managed to get you.” he teased, jogging to catch up to you.

“you managed to take me on one date.” you corrected him, not taking your eyes off of the road in front of you.

“same difference.” he rolled his eyes.

“she likes you.” a small silence had settled and you decided to break it.

“who, korra? please, the bickering between the two of you was filled with sexual tension.” he teased, gently bumping his shoulder into yours.

“nah, she looked at you a certain way. besides, i don’t like miss prissy avatar.”

“you know y/n, that dinner was the first time i’ve seen you not try to the center of attention during dinner. and you have no room to call her prissy when you tend to be no better.”

“believe me, i could care less. i was just tired.” you stopped walking as you had arrived in front of your apartment building.

“i know you like her and, a word of advice, don’t be too cynical with her like you’ve been with basically all of your exes. korra isn’t the type of girl to let that slide.” he said before bidding you goodbye and retracting his steps.

you processed his words as you went up the stairs. he was right but you’d never admit it.

you went to your window that faced air temple island and just stared at it, hoping that korra had gotten home safe.

unbeknownst to you, korra was looking out of her window and staring at the apartments, hoping that one of them was yours.

[tarantulas4davey]

what would youtuber au ralbert do for valentines day?

oh BOY this is my favorite of all my posts so i will GLADLY share my thoughts with the class

find part one here and part two here

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ok so as we all know

boys are gay as shit for eachother

just ABSOLUTE SIMPS

but despite the fact they both live very comfortably now, they didn’t grow up with a lot so both of them are very money conscious and get uncomfortable spending money on anything not strictly necessary

therefore they don’t typically spend lots of money on dates or gifts or anything, preferring smaller more adventurous plans

but albert is mr. big plans this year, so he decides to splurge on his boy a lil more than usual

so he buys them tickets to disneyland (yes, the california one. LA youtuber business or whateva) and makes a reservation at their favorite restaurant (which is, for the record, the blue bayou aka a pirates of the caribbean themed cajun restaurant in new orleans square that is 👏👏)

he gifts the tickets to race the day before and records his incredibly dramatic and race-like reaction of jumping up and down and tackling him in a hug

they show up early and get throw the gates as quickly as possible because race is an over excited menace and couldn’t physically wait another second

oh and they’re 100% that cute but kinda cringe couple that buys all the subtly matching merch for the instagram pictures

like they have matching mike and sully themed mickey ears on (albert is mike and race is sully, no i will not be taking criticism) and those awful shirts that say “i’m with him” and the lanyards absolutely COVERED in pins

they ride basically everything and hold hands the entire time cause they’re grossly adorable

they also get recognized a couple of times so race is pretty hyped up and albert went beet red whenever he was asked for a picture cause he’s not used to it yet

there was also a few sneaky fan pictures of them being cute and couple-y that people took from a distance and tweeted (one of them was totally them being that annoying couple who kisses just a l i t t l e to often while waiting in line)

overall a really great day

but d i n n e r

first of all race is really excited because ✨comfort food✨

also i mentioned “mr. big plans” earlier when talking about al

now let’s get into those plans shall we

(you probably can guess where is is going but we’re doing it anyway)

so albert has had a lil secret

that secret being a ring currently burning a hole in his pocket while their sitting at dinner

now they’re fairly young, albert turned 24 a couple months ago and race did the same 2 months before that

but they’ve also been in love their whole lives, so it’s not exactly rushed, or a surprise to anyone

well

anyone other than race

al doesn’t try to do anything sneaky or shocking, cause knowing them it would go wrong somehow (are you telling me race wouldn’t accidentally swallow a ring?)

he just waits until after they’ve finished eating and race is distracted by the dessert menu to take the little velvet box out of his pocket and set it on the table

“hey racer? i got a question.”

“wha- oh my god”

albert is absolutely beaming, and race is staring at him, open mouthed and slightly teary

now albert doesn’t do speeches, and they both know that, he prefers to leave the dramatics to race

so he stays on brand and keeps it short and sweet, but it’s still perfectly them

“i’m not good with words, but if i know anything, it’s that i love you more than anything and that i wanna spend the rest of my life with you. marry me?”

race is very clearly crying, even if he’ll deny it later, when he gets up to walk around the table and kiss albert very soundly on the mouth

“of course i will. you think i’m letting you get away from me?”

the ring is simple, a silver band with a thin line of white diamonds all the way around in the center, but race loves it more than anything

the rest of the evening consists of chocolate brownie flavored kisses and race constantly staring at the ring that is now a fixture on his left hand

he also buys albert his own ring, exactly the same style but with black diamonds instead of white, a week later because he likes the idea of people knowing albert is permanently taken too

also they don’t tell anyone right away, but fans are fans and notice the new ring immediately and won’t stop asking about it, so they make the announcement about a month later

they definitely made a video out of their wedding whenever it happens and absolutely everyone cries and doesn’t even bother to pretend they didn’t

ok

fín

i really loved this and cried a lil bit don’t worry bout it

[hey-hamlet]

BNHA FIC PROMPTS

A collection of all of the fic ideas from that ask game, as of now. I’ll throw in new ones if i get any and when I remember. Feel free to use any of them, I’d love a link if you did!

with hands to the sky, I beg (what will save us?)

Izuku is a god who asks to be reborn as a human to try and help. He is warned he can’t return to being a god and will join the mortal realm, ever reincarnated. He agrees.

Izuku is a child with faint memories of a life he never lived, who knows too much about the world but not enough about the people around him. He’s not listed as having a quirk but he’s never gotten sick, never been hurt. He scares the other children and the adults don’t like his precocious nature. Inko loves her little miracle.

 My Soul is Like a Supernova

Things happen around Izuku. Always have. Everything from earthquakes and villain attacks to miraculous healing and lottery wins. He’s always attracted big events like this - as if even the universe can see how important he is and it warps itself around him.

He sees this as perfectly normal. 1A is begining to notice a stressful pattern.

This one regret of mine

Character study of Inko and how she deeply regrets so many things she’s done in her life, from her husband, to giving up on her carrier, to telling Izuku he couldn’t be a hero and then letting him keep going to UA.

But no matter what she’d never regret her son.

Of souls and lost causes

A good ol’ Izuku sees dead people AU, focused more on his younger years when he’d wander around the city helping as many spirits as he could, only to return home at the end of the day exhausted and dirty to an increasingly worried mother who believed the doctor when he said seeing ghosts as a quirk would be impossible.

my life.your choice

Underground heroics AU (i dont think ive ever posted that au huh): Izuku is the well-known son of japan’s immortal emperor, All for One. Born quirkless, he’s been emotionally abused but violently protected his whole life by his father, his mother killed before his eyes for trying to take him away. He’s never been able to make a choice for himself save for his bodyguard - his childhood friend, Bakugo Katsuki.

Katsuki made a pledge to protect him when they were in kindergarten and he’ll be damned if he breaks it now. And if it takes the two of them joining the resistance, meeting a vigilante by the name of All Might thought long dead and Izuku receiving a near-mythical quirk? Well, that just makes it more exciting, doesn’t it?

I forgot that you existed

Izuku gets hit with a quirk that not only makes people forget him, it prevents them from seeing him as well - all but erasing him from reality for everyone he knows. He can still interact with things but all it manages to do is just UA shut down under fear of villain infiltration. They find Izuku 18 hours later when the quirk wears off - a motion tracking gun trained on his forehead.

certain uncertainties

No one can predict the quirks trapped in One for All or when they’ll show up. Anthology fic of Izuku discovering each of them, some being rather helpful, and at least one piece of merch being sent into a low orbit.

Sometimes goodbye is a second chance

Set in the same universe I wrote console reset in; during the two heroes movie: they never defeat Nine and he slaughters the whole island and his class, leaving Izuku till last. He comes back at the start of their first day on the island and doggedly makes friends with every islander he can because while it hurt seeming them die, it hurt even more knowing he’d never even learnt most of their names.

They win this time the first time they meet him, even if it’s a marathon fight of 8 hours with him and Bakugo doggedly wearing him down. No one dies. Izuku thinks it’s worth dying as many times as he has to to keep the people he loves smiling.

The immortality of the heroic spirit

One of the quirks in One for All is determination: if you have something you desperately want to do, you can’t die - no matter how much blood you lose or home many pieces your body is crushed into - you’ll just heal back to where you were before you died. All Might and Aizawa find this out to horrifying effect during a brutal villain fight they are stuck watching on the news with the rest of a terrified UA.

In hindsight this makes a lot of sense to Izuku. Aizawa wants to scream. All Might has coughed up more blood than is probably healthy and all of 1A bruised hands from where they were clutching each other’s when it got too tense.

Shine on you invincible legacy

Izuku becomes a top 10 hero before hes even out of high school, hitting No.2 the second he graduates and taking No.1 from Hawks literally the next time the ranking is counted. 1A will not stop throwing him parties each time he moves up in the ranking, even if in 3rd year it was every other week. All Might comes to ever one of them.

Shake the Dirt from Your Shoes

Izuku will be a hero and no one will stop him - an AU a fair bit like the beginning of canon except Izuku fights back, remains unending optimistic and maybe engages in a light bit of technically legal vigilantism, accidentally befriending a vast array of heroes and a student or two.

To his horror, they recognise him out of costume as soon as he speaks to them, resulting in a very eventful first day at UA.

do you feel with a heart of steel

Original Sin AU, young Izuku finding feeling emotions difficult and not knowing why. He finds a dying animal on the way home and sits with it, patting it until it passes away. He doesn’t think he feels anything, but his cheeks feel wet.

all you want is milk and honey

Villains have been trying to use Izuku his entire life, much to his annoyance and confusion (I wonder who in his family might make him known to villains? hm). He’s gotten very good at being intimidating, even as a child.

When he gets kidnapped with Bakugo on a primary school field trip he decides to hell with it and breaks out all the stops. Turns out villains don’t tend to want a 10-year-old who can describe in great detail how they would hang you with your own intestines.

Bakugo decides that fuck Izuku being quirkless, he’s kind of amazing.

Even the stars

Izuku dies young and no one but the stars cry for him. They bring him back, but his body is cold and he has a nova burning where his heart should be. A four-year-old who has known death and walked among the stars is a terrifying thing. His skin has a shimmer to it, his eyes look like planets with no visible pupil, and he knows far too much.

The stars still speak to him, and they see everything.

bitter dreams and optimistic nightmares

Bakugo and Izuku grow up good friends, until Izuku is taken by villains age 9.

Bakugo’s determined to be a hero to save Izuku, even if it hurts to be at UA without him.

Izuku hates hurting people but he’s determined to make the most of his horrible situation by leaking information to heroes whenever he can. He’s given to All for One to serve as a lab hand to the doctor when All for One finds out this rag tag outpost of his had been hiding a valuable resource.

They meet at the USJ.

Mind Games for Two Shinsou and Izuku are both gen ed students in the same class, but with Shinsou stubbornly refusing to make friends and Izuku being the vice president they are almost strangers. UA has a no quirkless students policy and Shinsou has accidentally discovered that he student in his class with an analysis quirk, doesn’t, actually, have one. Izuku is aware Shinsou knows. They both want to get into the hero course but are under the impression there is only one spot.

It’s tense.

The Melody Stuck in My Soul

Izuku has an empathy/emotional control quirk that hears other’s emotions like music. He uses this both to read people, to defend himself, and, because hes Izuku, to ramp up his adrenaline/motivation/anger to kick ass. He and Bakugo are friends because baby Bakugo was lowkey impressed Izuku managed to weaponize his tears.

Advantage of the musical element: it gives him something concrete to latch on to and change, and it was very easy to work out which emotions were which. Also he has his own theme song, even if he’s the only one who can hear it.

Disadvantage: He cant turn it off. The stronger the emotion the ‘louder’ the music (it doesn’t cover up natural sounds because its not technically there, you get me?)

Error 404, childhood not found

A Hero’s Son AU, snapshot’s of Izuku’s childhood with No.1 Hero All for One as his abusive father.

Age 4 when his quirk never comes in and All for One abandons all pretences of loving him. Age 6 when he realises his son is intelligent and has a use as a lab assistant for the doctor. Age 8 when Bakugo first realises something is wrong. Age 9 when his father is almost killed by the No.1 villain All Might. Age 9 when he’s made to work in the labs with the doctor.

Age 14 when he meets All Might. Age 15 when he makes it into UA.

Darkness Growing (The Light Ever Smaller)

Villains take over Japan after the current arc, leaving all heroes and students that don’t switch sides on the run. 1A is instantly separated with a few of them  being killed, most of the living students with Aizawa and Izuku and Bakugo by themselves, both too stubborn to leave the other.

Aizawa is desperately trying to get to Izuku and Bakugo in an attempt to keep them safe, while the two of them are avoiding Aizawa to keep the rest of their class safe(er), all while avoiding the villains, turncoat heroes and police out to get them. Public support is spotty at best with anyone found ‘harboring a criminal’ given the same punishment as the hero.

Lost soul of last hope

The first wielder has been Izuku’s imaginary friend since he can remember. He’s not very imaginary.

Featuring Izuku with the world’s strangest older brother, Inko coming to the realisation her son can see a ghost, but only one ghost and no one will believe them, Izuku’s quirk being listed as Inko’s because the first wielder can help him fake it, and Izuku wondering why first looks so much like that picture of his father on his mother’s bedside table.

The kids the system failed

100% The 1A run aways au with 1A, Aizawa and Mic being runaways kids of various ages that band together to stay alive and maybe do a little vigilante work on the side.

Izuku has All for One and uses it like you’d expect a traumatised kid to - cautiously at first but when he gets the hang of it there are suddenly no more criminals with quirks in their area, and it looks suspiciously like Uraraka can fly.

Just a second to soon? For the Fic thing?

Aizawa struggles and gets knocked out just before Shigaraki lunges at Tsuyu. She and Izuku are left horribly injured by his quirk with massive facial scarring, and in Tsuyu’s case, the loss of an eye.

Daze

An illusion/fear quirk makes his teachers look like villains and convinces him he’s in danger. They try and stop him without hurting him but it’s difficult considering Izuku is convinced he’s protecting his friends, considering he can only see them broken and bloodied with villains he thought were locked away loaming over them.

Even as Aizawa cuts out his quirk Izuku still tries to shield his friends, snarling ferally.

Morning Glories and Forget-me-nots

A memory quirk of unknown duration hits Izuku, leaving him remembering none of his life. 1A starts to fall apart without one of their pillar’s.

hopeless but not broken

The Long Con au where Izuku asks All Might if he could be a hero without a quirk - he’s really asking if he can stop pretending to be a villain, if he’s worth anything without the quirks he’s been given, if he’s worth something as himself rather than the limited use he can provide. He doesn’t know how to say all of that, so he just asks if he could be a hero.

All Might says no. And Izuku basically decides right then that the only way he’ll ever be able to help people is by being a mole for the heroes like he’s been since he was 10 - that he isn’t worth anything because he’s quirkless and to be considered just as valuable as the people around him are he needs to give his life and more.

He shows up to the bar crying because of All Might and Shigaraki moves his murder plot forward a few months.

Sunflowers and Summer Gardens

All Might starts a garden on campus and 1A like to help. He uses it as a nice place to chill and as physical therapy. He likes to give the different classes bunches of flowers when they sprout.

For Dos and For Donts

Izuku runs into some of his old bullies when out with some of his friends. Uraraka, Iida, Todoroki, Shinsou and Asui intimidate the fuck out of them, and Izuku realises hes not scared of them any more. Then they get frozen yoghurt!

your mistakes, my unbecoming

Aizawa assigns a project on quirk related issues, Izuku ends up with quirkless discrimination, Aizawa assumes his discomfort is just him being upset he doesn’t get to talk about quirks. He doesn’t realise his mistake until he finds Izuku dissociating on the roof.

one and one into the vast

Original Sin AU, All for One and Izuku seeing the vestiges together. One for All sees his brother for the first time and Izuku learns a lot about the voice in his head.

All for One has a mini-crisis about his not son learning he’s a horrific villain, especially considering he has the power to cast his soul out at any time, killing him at will. Izuku doesn’t kill him. He admits its probably not right of him to let AfO remain considering the things he’s done, but All for One is a part of him now and it would be like killing a friend.

All for One quietly decides to hold off on the villainy until all of 1A is dead, for Izuku’s sake.

between the stars of our souls

Izuku and All Might are old gods who keep getting reborn into human forms with their memories regained when they turn 4. Normally finding each other takes a while, and their last reincarnation they never found each other, so this time he resolves to make himself as easy to find as possible, all while saving as many people as he can.

Izuku, aged 4, memories fresh in his head, makes it his mission to get into contact with the man he knows is his father/mentor’s reincarnation. All Might’s agency was not expecting a 4 year old to repeatedly try breaking in to their office, and they especially weren’t expecting him to be so good at it.

you really should have thought this through

Different (and ill-advised) attempts at special moves or team up combo moves. Featuring:

Izuku managing to break Kirishima’s nose.

Uraraka sending Bakugo so high he broke the sound barrier coming back down to earth.

Kaminari and Shouto managing to electrify ice.

Izuku, Todoroki and Bakugo levelling a whole suburb (at least it was condemned???)

I'll Break Anything You Give Me

Different times Izuku desperately tried to repair his relationship with Izuku over the years and the one time Bakugo fully grasps how much he fucked up and reaches out his hand to try to fix it for the first time. Probably includes a lot of screaming, Bakugo learning how to say sorry, a field trip and them having a conversation on Aldera’s roof.

Sinking

One for All kind of possesses Izuku during a quiet night at the dorms. One for All, made of 8 people, 7 of which are dead and had their last experiences in life be rather painful and violent, breaks down, Izuku alone not enough to drown them out. They lash out at anyone who tries to touch them, their quirks tearing Izuku’s body apart.

All Might’s vestige reaches out a hand to Izuku to keep his mind from being torn apart as 1A set about both trying to protect Izuku and get Aizawa who was off campus on patrol.

Feat. Bakugo and All Might being the only people with any idea about what’s going on and getting more and more stressed each second that passes. Iida, Uraraka and Todoroki being good heroes and even better friends. Blood King deciding he’s never watching 1A for Aizawa again, and Aizawa deciding he’s never leaving 1A alone ever again.

A Long Way From Home

Shirakumo wakes up in Kurogiri’s body in Tartarus with only shadowed memories of his time as a villain. He’s scared and alone and he just wants to see his friends again, even if he’s scared they hate him because at least that’s something he knows.

Too Far Gone

The other side AU, it comes out Izuku is a villain with (knockoff) All for One and he has a showdown with Mirio. He and Izuku trained together under All Might and Mirio tries to plead with him but Izuku has to basically tell him to go to hell to not ruin his placet as crown prince of the underworld.

Of course, he’s not only doing this to save people, he’s also doing it with All Might’s blessing - taking over from All Might himself serving as a villain after he killed All for One to prevent a power vacuum.

Doesn’t mean that his friends in 1A know that.

Snowy hills and sunlit peaks

Probably an AU about All Might being a mountain spirit with a little shrine that Izuku is the only one who visits - Izuku gets in trouble and All Might manifests himself, saves him, and tells everyone to keep their hands off his human son.

Wilting

Izuku gets sick and he tries to hide it because he’s scared its something serious but he just gets worse and worse. His friends are the ones who eventually step in and comfort him.

I’d probably write two endings with one being a bad end and the other a good end.

My wish came true without me realising 

Izuku wakes up one morning, comes downstairs and just starts crying. Everyone panics and he reassures them they are happy tears and that he's just glad to be here. They all call him sappy and give him a hug. Later in the day he and Bakugo chat and Izuku reveals he never even expected to live this long, let alone become a hero. Bakugo grumbles that he’s too stubborn to die, and not to get too cocky. Izuku promises he wont.

[fortheloveofacottage]

Nit sure if it counts since its not a house, but i only have my small room where i can feel comfortable in. Do you have any tips about how to decorate it or make it more home like? Its the only safe place whenever my anxiety attacks and i want it to be as cozy as possible with the means i can afford. P.s: thank you for answering my last question. I hope youre safe and well.

Of course it counts! Homemaking is about comfort and your wellbeing, not about the size of your home. If it is your safe place then it is your home, no doubt about that.

I love decorating so this question made my heart swell!

First things first, you can make any room feel safe and comfortable overall by filling it with things you love. Whether that’s vintage tea kettles or marvel merch, if you love it it has a place in your room.

For me, to make a room feel instantly cozy, I add soft things. I love sherpa blankets, body pillows, and big floor pillows for when I want to stretch out on the floor. All of these items I bought for under $30 on amazon and they do not not have to be expensive to do the job.

Next up, art. I love art prints, picking them out on etsy and placing them around a room is another great way to make a room feel comfortable. It doesn’t have to be a Monet, it could be a Shrek art print if that’s what makes your heart feel brighter. The best thing about art prints is that for the most part the smaller ones are relatively inexpensive and you are helping a small business thrive with your purchase!

If you’re allowed to have an open flame, candles are another easy way to have a relaxing atmosphere in your home and are great decoration. I like to light them in the morning to start my day off with a quiet moment of peace before the blur of the day. 

If you’re not allowed to have open flames, I’ve recently been put on to candle warmers which more or less warm your candle on a tiny hot plate to release the scent but provide no flames at all, you still get that warmth without the mess! If that’s too much, I’m also a big fan of battery operated candles as decoration when you can’t have any source of heat in a room and adding these all around a room is such a cozy and chic way to make a room your own.

Finally, the corner. Pick a corner in your room to make your cozy corner, the corner in which you decompress, take a beat, and unfold yourself. Pick a separate spot from your bed or desk and fill it with your comfort items. Decorate this corner differently from the rest of your room so you know that is your special corner for  comfort where nothing else matters. Try to keep this corner spotlessly clean so you don’t have to worry about that when you’re in a moment of crisis.

 In my cozy corner I have a weighted blanket, an electric tea kettle, and my favorite middle-grade novels that brought my solace when I was younger that I know that whenever I read the first few pages my breathing slows down and the tension I’m carrying starts to melt away.  Building a literal safe space inside of your room does wonders, trust me. 

I hope this was somewhat helpful and I hope you stay safe and well.

Ella.

[torikawa]

Tōru Oikawa FanFiction Part #1

'Mixed Realities' a love story between [F/N] [L/N] and Tōru Oikawa.

This Fanfiction includes the following~

Happy Ending

Sexual Themes

Explicit Words

Kinks

Friends to Lovers

Strangers to Lovers

Sad scenarios in the Middle

Fluff

Comedy

[F/N] = First Name

[L/N] = Last Name

[N/O/S] = Name Of School

[F/N] [L/N], a girl who attends to [N/O/S] was known to be a Huge Otaku and the newest Manager of the Boys Volleyball Team. She's a huge fan of the Anime Haikyuu! Looking up to the Characters especially Oikawa. She thought of him as such an amazing character who deserved the world! She basically Simped for him whenever she could.

"Did you see the new Episode?! Oikawa showed up for less than a second but I think I fell for him all over again" [F/N] said with a grin spreading across her face, her eyes glued onto the Screen Shot she took of him.

"Here she goes again." Julien muttered under his breath, glaring daggers into [F/N]'s smaller figure.

"Oh come on! Hearing her rant about her 2D Boyfriend is honestly funny-" Ace laughed in.

"No wonder she's still single, too busy SIMPING for guys who don't exi-" Interrupted by a sharp smack on the shoulder, Leon choked on his food.

"Oh come on! You can't deny that he's the hottest Character in Haikyuu!!" [F/N] chimed in between the boys Laughter.

"You say that about every guy in Haikyuu." Julien dead panned.

"You're just salty that I don't talk about Sakusa as much!"

"Tch." He looked away, his nose scrunching up along with his mask.

"Pfft, don't be mad Juju!" [F/N] squeezed Julien's cheek through his mask, pink scattering across his cheeks as he swats her hand away.

He muttered a small 'whatever' before he got up and walked away.

"Mmm, I think our own little Sakusa likes you [F/N]" Ace said with a snicker.

"He has a point. Julien's a huge Germaphobe yet he treat you as if you're the only pure/clean thing that exists" Leo added, his words mumbled from him chewing on his food.

[F/N] stared at her 2 Friends, dumbfounded. She slowly looked away before moving a strand of her hair behind her ear. She couldn't bring herself to see Julien looking at her as someone more than just a friend.

He was tall, handsome, smart, and above all the boy who the girls swoon over in the School. But there aren't any proof of him liking her, atleast not yet?

"I still can't believe that, but anyways! It's almost practice, we should probably get going or we'll be late" She got up slowly, slinging her bag over her shoulder right shoulder.

Ace and Leo sighed in anticipation, upset about how stupid their little manager was when it came to romance.

It didn't take long for them to arrive at the Gym, Julien and the rest of the Team were already practicing their serves.

"You guys are a bit late" The coach said with a sympathetic smile.

"Sorry we wer-"

"[F/N] ate so much, we had to wait for our little manager to be finished because we didn't want her left alone" Ace said with a snort. Causing Leo to burst out of laughter as he jogged towards the rest of the team.

[F/N] gave Ace a smack on the arm, her face beat red. It caused most of the boys who were practicing their serves to snicker.

Meanwhile, Julien kept his stone cold face. Simply not bothered by the fact the others were basically dying of laughter by now. Though as his eyes landed on his dear Friend, a teasing smile spread across his face.

[F/N] looked away embarrassed, trying her best to avoid Julien's teasing gaze.

After 2 hours of practicing, it finally came to an end. With [F/N] handing out each of the Players water bottles.

For Julien, she had to rub the shit out of his bottle. It was something she had to do before handing it to him. Of course at first, she was kind of offended. But now that she was one of the few people who were actually able to touch him, it made her feel special.

"Here" [F/N] said with a smile on her face, slowly handing Julien his Bottle. He stared down at her, nodding before giving a small 'thanks'

She ended up walking home alone today, Julien had to get home fast to take care of his Nephew, Ace had to go out with his Girlfriend, and Leon as usual walked on a different path since he lived in the opposite direction.

It didn't take long for her to reach her front door. She reached into her pockets and pulled out her keys, professionally sticked it into the keyhole with a turn, causing the door to open.

"I'm home!" [F/N] screamed out, but then a sudden shock hit her. Her parents were off on a vacation, so she'd have to live alone for a few weeks. "Oops- Forgot"

Slowly, she took her shoes off. Placing them ever so gently against the shoe rack before ascending the stairs of her house. But then, that's when she realized. Something felt so off about her surroundings, but why?

[F/N] continued her way towards her bedroom slowly, her legs shaking with each step she took.

Her hand pressed against the door as she pushed it open, revealing her bedroom. She stepped inside cautiously, her eyes scanning her room.

A minute passed with her standing still. And yet nothing happened. 'Huh, I guess it was just my imagination-' Though before she could step forward to enter her room fully, a large hand grasped her mouth, forcefully pinning her against the wall.

"Who the fuck are you and where the Hell am I?" The dark figure yelled out, his hand still dangerously close to choking her. She couldn't tell who this was, and she couldn't have known why the Hell this person was here in the first place!

[F/N] felt a surge of fear flow through her body as she whimpered against the touch.

"Are you gonna talk or stay quiet?"

"P-Please..- I have no idea why you're here just please let me go!"

The boy eventually let go of her neck, stepping back while letting out a sigh.

[F/N] didn't hesitate to flick the lights on, snapping her head back to the boy. Only to have her eyes widen and her mouth open. 'N-No way..-' she thought in her head.

The Boy infront of her stood at over (6'0"), chocolate brown hair, and eyes. The features of his body were all so familiar with her.

"Oi..Oikawa..-?" [F/N] muttered, loud enough for the boy to hear.

"How do you know my name" Oikawa deadpanned, his cold eyes staring down at her smaller figure.

"I...no w-way- this can't be happening I.. this is a d-dream I..-" She stepped forward, causing him to step back in confusion and fear.

He wasn't used to his surroundings, nor was he used to having to look at a mirror with his different yet similar face.

"Stay back, I don't know who you are." Tōru kept his distance from her, he didn't show any fear whatsoever. But deep down he was panicking. Where was he? How did he get here? And why was he here?

[F/N] sighed, calming down a bit to hold herself back from bursting out into tears. She looked into Oikawa's half lidded eyes and began to explain how he was a Fictional character she looked up to, a character who wasn't supposed to exist but yet still ended up being in her room PHYSICALLY. Was this a way of God giving her a Gift? A gift of someone she treasured and looked up to the most? Perhaps.

Tōru's eyes softened, he scanned her room only to look at the merch [F/N] baught of himself. It's crazy to believe, but it's the only logical explanation; How he ended up transferring into a different reality, a different dimension. It all made sense in his head but it was hard to believe. How could this girl look so calm? Was she expecting this? Though, she was caught off guard when she realized who he was. So Oikawa shook off the thought, and eventually let out a smile.

"Is it alright if I stay here until I figure out a way to head back..?" He questioned, his head tilting to the side as his usual yet none genuine smile spread across his cheeks. He wanted to deal with this situation without having to face it alone.

"O-Ofcourse..!" [F/N] quickly looked around, before settling her bag on her [F/C] bean bag.

"Do you live alone?"

"Oh, actually I live with my Parents but they're off on a vacation for 3 weeks"

"I see~" Oikawa hummed, before plopping himself on her bed. He may look and act calm and collected. But inside he was worrying about how his friends and family would act with his sudden disappearance from his own reality.

"Are you okay? Do you feel hungry? I could cook for you if you want" [F/N] said as she sat beside him.

Tōru was caught off guard from her sudden approach, but he paid no mind. He didn't get any harmful nor dangerous vibes from the stranger.

"Actually, I'm not hungry at all. But I do have a question or two that I would like for you to answer"

"Ask awayyyy!" [F/N] said with a huge goofy grin her face, causing the setter to let out a chuckle. She couldn't keep in her excitement with having her idol infront of her.

"Pfft, now, what's your name Stranger?"

"Stra- ah right- I'm [F/N] [L/N]"

"Ah~ what a cute name [F/N]-chan! Is it alright if I call you that or are you uncomfortable with it?" Tōru asked with a tilt of his head.

"A-Actually I don't mind you calling me by my first name.. But, that means I get to call you Tōru-kun then!"

"Tōru, just call me Tōru." He replied softly.

[F/N] could practically feel her heart flutter. Was she really falling for Oikawa for real? Was he really THE Oikawa Tōru..

Little did she know, this was the start of an unbreakable bond. A bond that will soon blossom into romance.

[Original Idea, do not steal]

[purplesurveys]

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surveys by taco-tuesdays

What steps would you take in order to track down a thief? Not too far, honestly. I accept things pretty easily so if I’ve processed that I’ve been robbed, I am most likely to just let it go. I’ll feel like shit, of course, but I would just let it go and scold myself for failing to be attentive.

What is something that one of your family member collects? My mom used to collect printed table napkins from different restaurants, but obivously she hasn’t been able to continue that for the past year and a half. My dad and brother used to collect magazines but both stopped a few years ago.

What would you do if you were able to have lunch with the queen? The journalist in me will probably just ask her questions about her everyday life, how she spends it, what she’s into and what she’s not into these days.

If you got to create a new flavor of ice cream, what would it be? This is a little hard considering there are a lot of small businesses out there already getting creative and quirky with ice cream flavors so it’s just hard to tell if a certain flavor has already been invented or not. One thing I haven’t seen, though, is curry. I’d buy a pint of that in an instant.

What are some questions that you would ask your favorite celebrity? His latest vlog finds. He once shared a video of this smaller content creator, so I’m guessing that’s what he likes doing in his spare time and I’m sure he would have a bunch of other just as interesting recommendations.

If you were able to set up a stand, what would you sell? Street food.

Would you like to go deep sea diving? Why or why not? Yeah. I’m always willing to try daring, not-the-safest-thing-in-the-world activities haha.

What would life be like if you lived on a cloud? The realist in me just wants to say I’d plummet straight to the ground.

What would you find at the top of a magic beanstalk? Idk, my creativity can’t be bothered to be challenged.

What is one food you would not want to have rain down from the sky? Durian. It would hurt and stink like shit.

Which animal's characteristics are similar to your own personality? I don’t really assign sets of personalities to animals.

If you were in a department store, which aisle would you check out first? I personally still go for the toys/video games section first HAHAHA

What are some of your hobbies? They include going to museums, exploring new food and restaurants, traveling to different cities and countries, and reading about history.

You've opened a store that only sells purple items - what do you sell? BTS merch hahahahah duhhhh

What is something important that you've lost, and did you ever find it? I lost a rosary that came straight from the Vatican. No, I never found it again. I feel bad about it not because it’s a religious object, but because it came from my grandma.

Have you ever moved to a new school before? If so, how did it feel? I mean, I had to change schools when I was moving up from high school to college, but I’ve never changed schools within the same chapter of my studies, like in the middle of elementary or high school. But to answer the question, it had been a very liberating and empowering experience. I hated the rules in my Catholic school and there were so many elements from that place that made me hide so much about myself. The fact that I could wear shorts and curse and attend rallies and cut class and make my own class schedules in college felt incredibly freeing and satisfying.

What would've happened if Cinderella never went to the ball? See magic beanstalk question.

If you had one day to do anything at all, what would you choose? I would drive to Tagaytay and find a cozy restaurant and eaaaaatttt awaaaayyyy.

What are a few of your favorite songs? I really really like Singularity by V, Over the Hills by Hayley Williams, and So Far Away by Agust D and Suran.

Have you ever legitimately forgotten to do homework? All the time. I never wrote down homework.

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If you were a witch, what kind of a spell would you cast? On who? I don’t care about casting spells on people. I just want my cravings to show up in the snap of a finger hahaha. Can that be part of a witch’s scope of work? Kjdgfhsdfskjfhs

Do you enjoy autumn leaves or spring flowers more? Why? I wouldn’t know. I experience neither over here.

What is your favorite sport to play? What about watch? Table tennis. Favorite to watch would be either tennis or pro wrestling.

Have you ever gone on a cruise before? To where? Yeah. It was an East Asian cruise so I traveled to Shanghai, Jeju, and Fukuoka.

What would you do if you were invisible for a day? Probably go to the bigger houses in the village and see how fancy they get.

Depending on where you live, why might a day of school get canceled? Typhoon, floods. A lot of places are incredibly prone to flooding, so as long as it’s been raining super hard the chances for a class suspension will get high.

What types of transportation do you think we will see in the future? I dunno. It seems like we’re at that point where everything is in the process of being invented or perfected already. 

What were some of your toys you always played with when you were little? I liked kitchen sets and anything with lots of buttons, so like toy telephones or cash registers.

If you were a movie star, what would a day in your life be like? I have no clue apart from the fact that I’m just glad I would assumedly have more than enough money to buy whatever I’m craving whenever I want hahaha.

If you invented a time machine, what year would you like to go to, and why? Realistically I wouldn’t change a thing; but if I had to answer this question I’d go back to 2016 and never ask out Gab a second time, so that the next four years wouldn’t end up being such a waste of my time.

What is your favorite holiday and why? I don’t have one. I’m not a big holiday ~celebrator.

What is something that you like to do while on vacation? Try food I’ve never tried before. The more unconventional or obscure, the better.

If you could meet any fictional character from a book, who would it be? Eh, don’t really have anyone in mind.

What are some common places that people tour when they come to your city? There’s the waterfalls in the upper part of the city – I’m just not sure if it’s still a popular spot but it certainly was when I was a kid. There’s also an art museum that I’m certain is a lot more frequented now.

What's one food that you did not enjoy as a child, but do as an adult? Curry.

How would having no electricity affect your daily routine? I wouldn’t be able to attend work, at least not for the whole day. It would also feel a lot warmer without the electric fan, which would in turn make me cranky.

If you had one wish, what would it be? A renovated room with a dedicated corner for all my merch.

Say someone gives you a magic sweater. What happens when you wear it? Idk.

If you built a new city, how would you convince people to move there? I wouldn’t.

What is one of your favorite movies? Why is it one of your favorites? Two for the Road. It has Audrey Hepburn, it’s a realistic rom-com, and the chemistry between the two leads is superb.

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If you were given a certain amount of time to live, would you want to know? Yeah for sure, I would want to know in a heartbeat.

What would you do if you were able to stop time? I don’t know what I would do, but that would be a nice...opportunity, I guess? to experiment with or try out certain decisions and see how well or unwell they would work out to be. So that when time resumes, I’d know better on how to best handle a situation.

Do you think that long distance relationships would be for you? I wouldn’t actively go for it, but I’m not shutting down the possibility either.

Is there a popular social media platform that you don't have an account for? I have one for all the main ones, I think. Even Instagram, I made an account not too long ago to finally join the platform.

How old were you when you found out about Santa, the Easter Bunny, etc? I never knew the Easter Bunny was a thing until I started taking these surveys at like 14. I never really believed in Santa either, and the only figure I was super disappointed to learn that it didn’t exist was the tooth fairy.

Who is your favorite Disney Princess? Rapunzel.

Which freaks you out more - clowns or porcelain dolls? Porcelain dolls. They look more innocent, which somehow makes them creepier.

What was the last mistake that you learned from? Hm, just a minor work thing that would be too complicated to explain here.

Do you prefer "regular pencils" or mechanical ones? Why? Regular. I always break off the tips of mechanical pencils.

What is one little-known music artist you'd recommend? Andi made me listen to The Drums recently and I’ve been loving their sound so far; they would be perfect on a road trip. I’ve only listened to one album, though.

What is your favorite Pixar film? Toy Story!

Who was the last person to send you any sort of message on social media? Angela sent me a video meme.

Where were you on September 11th, 2001? I don’t know...probably already being put to bed. Either way I wasn’t fully conscious yet as I had only been 3 and living on the other side of the planet.

Name your favorite green vegetable. Broccoli, spinach, bell peppers, or asparagus. IDK I love veggies hahahaha

Could you handle a friends with benefits type of situation? Not for me. I’m not even into sex. 

Do you prefer using a brush or a comb on your hair? Comb. 

What's your favorite flavor of potato chips? SALTED EGG. I’m obsessed; I had like five bags this week alone.

Would you rather build a snowman or a snow fort? Why? I dunno; I’ve never tried making either.

At what age do you believe children should begin having screen time? I’m not too sure at this point, but I do know I don’t plan on being too strict with my kids. I’d let them watch stuff on an iPad from like age 3 or 4, but one thing I would change from how I was raised is putting a limit on their screen time, maybe half an hour to an hour a day.

If you had to give a speech, what would it be on? I’d be down for any topic as long as I was given ample time to research, honestly. I like public speaking.

[twisted-broth]

Can you write something with reader making scarves and hats for the Sides and/or the Egos? -&

Thank you so much for the request! Sorry it took so long but I hope you like it

Warnings: small mention of choking, Remus

Jacksepticegos:

Anti can’t have a scarf cuse the fuzz would irritate his next wound

So he gets a cute black hat

Will only wear it when he has no other choice

Complains that it’s itchy and doesn’t go with his look but he actually really appreciates it

Schneeps scarf would be the same blue as his mask

Sad that he can’t wear it while working but will definitely wear it all other times

Fiddling with the tassels at the end helps him calm down after a stressful day

Robbies hat is purple with white polka dots

Oh my god you could not have made him happier he loves it so much

Will wear it all the time no matter the weather

He’s always a little chilly so it works out

Chase would get a grey and blue striped scarf with the bro average logo on the ends

Loves showing it off in videos but would refuse to sell copies as merch it’s just for him

Holds it close when he’s sad because it reminds him that someone loves him

Jackie’s scarf would be the same red as his uniform so that he could wear them together

It motivates him when he’s fighting crime because he remembers the people that he needs to protect

JJ’s scarf would be sepia and it has little reel things at the ends like the ones at the sides of old film you know what I mean

He wears it with a knot in the front so he can tuck it into his vest it looks very dapper

Honestly like exactly what his outfit was missing it’s perfect

Marvin’s scarf would be white with the card suits repeated along it

Doesn’t like to wear it when he’s working because he’s afraid of it getting ruined

Honestly like his most prized possession tho

It also goes great with his hair

Sanders Sides:

For the original four sides, you would make them scarves that match their Christmas sweaters

Logan’s would be white with those color squares on it

He would really appreciate how it’s not too outrageous and thinks it looks very smart

Likes to wear it when he reads if he’s not in his unicorn onesie

Virgil’s is purple with grey patches and streaks of gold to represent the storm cloud

Becomes a huge comfort item for him. Whenever he’s cuddled up in his jacket he tucks his face in it and is just surrounded by warmth and happy

He tends to poke through the crochet holes with his fingers. It’s a nervous habit but it calms him down

Romans scarf would be white with diagonal red stripes like his sash that are lined with gold and it has gold tassels 

He is so proud of it like if anyone so much as looks at it he’s on a spiel about his wonderful (friend or s/o), Y/n and how they made it specifically for him and wow aren’t they so talented

He used to dislike winter but now looks forward to it so he can whip out the scarf

A little jealous that you made one for everyone tbh

Patton’s would be that light blue and would have a line of little cats and dogs

It’s super soft he probably sleeps with it sometimes

He literally adores it

A scarf for Deceit would look like a yellow snake, scales and all

It even has a little tongue poking out it’s sooo cute

Gets really upset that he can’t tell you how much he likes it but you get the idea 

Really makes him feel like part of the group

A scarf for Remus would be a green ombré with the same gold trim as Roman

A little glittery to match his sash 

He’s super dramatic with it

Flicks it over his shoulder like a diva with a boa

Basically they all love it and would die for you

NateWantsToBattle Egos

I only know a few so apologies

You would make Natemare a metallic purple beanie that matches his eye makeup

Goes really well with his hair

Likes wearing it in the videos of some of his calmer songs

Perfect for the fall cuse the purple contrasts all the orange leaves which makes for the cutest wallpaper if you manage to snap a picture

It’s just super cute okay

For Phantom you would make a red scarf that matches his shirt

It has some silver detailing at the ends that’s reminiscent of claws and it looks really cool when it moves

Doesn’t like to wear it when he’s out because he’s gotta keep up the intimidating vibe but he loves wearing it at home

Purposefully keeps the house a little colder than necessary just so he can feel comfortable with it on

If you complain about it being too cold he’ll wrap both of you up in the scarf so now you can’t escape

I meant that in like a cute way but it came out very threatening 

You would make Natpai a beanie to go with his uniform

It’s black with a white lining and smaller gold trim

He def wears it to school when it starts getting colder 

Knows better than to say you made it for him cuse you would be hunted 

It looks really good all together tho

Iplier Egos

For my own sanity I’m only gonna do a couple but you’re free to request for any other egos. These are my defaults so specify if you want others

A scarf for Dark would be like the same grey as his skin, but it would have a bit of blue on one end and a bit of red on the other

Not really a huge fan of it but he knows you put a lot of work into it so he wears it anyway

If any other ego tries to make fun of it anti he will make them regret it

It starts to grow on him after a while

Wilford would, of course, get a classic bubble gum pink scarf that matches his mustache

You may have slipped a bit of bubble gum extract on to it so it smells like bubble gum

His face lights up when he gets it and he will hug you so tightly you might lose a rib

Wears it all the time except when he has an interview because he still wants to show off his bowtie

He won’t be as subtle as Dark if someone insults it. He will just shoot them.

You get a scarf for each Google with their corresponding color and maybe a few black lines to make it resemble a circuit board

Points out that he’s a robot and doesn’t need to stay warm

You just roll your eyes and wrap it around his neck

He looks confused, but he doesn’t take it off and eventually grows used to it

Will probably forget it’s there at some point and if someone points it out he’ll look down and smile and realize he needs it for other reasons

You make the Host a black scarf with quotes from his favorite book written in white

It’s really a lot of effort to put in for someone who can’t see

He still really appreciates it and almost never takes it off

Deathly afraid that some of the blood from his eyes will drip onto it so you help reassure him and change his bandages more often

You would make Bing a scarf that matches his shirt which is black with the yellow Bing symbol

Calls it “super rad bruh” which is probably a good thing

At one point he’s wearing it while skateboarding and it somehow gets stuck in the wheels which leads to Bing falling down some stairs and almost choking to death but it’s still pretty funny

You have since banned wearing a scarf while skateboarding

He spends a really long time trying to fix the damage that was done to it so you won’t be upset

It doesn’t turn out good, per se, but it’s nice that he tried

Bim Trimmer’s scarf would be pretty simple, black with crisscrossing grey lines

Doesn’t wear it on screen bc he’s clearly a professional but will wear it when he goes out of the house

Okay but if you guys were on a coffee date or something and he’s wearing the scarf it would be super cute

He’s a little easier to talk to when he’s wearing it. It humbles him

You make a light blue scarf for reporter Jim and a red one for cameraman Jim

It’s honestly so you can tell them apart easier

When you give it to them, reporter Jim goes on a very long-winded observation on the color and craftsmanship

“Look at this expert handiwork, Jim! And what’s that? Why it’s a knot, carefully concealed by the rest of the material. This is a rare sighting.”

Once the cameras aren’t rolling, they individually come up to you and give you a hug and tell you how much they appreciate it

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An Ending Within--Ch. 5

Chapter 5

           “Daisy, come here,” I said, sitting on the top turnbuckle of the practice ring at Black and Brave. The structure bounced as the tall brunette climbed into the ring and bounced, warming up.

           I hopped down and stretched my shoulders. “Let’s work on that collar and elbow lock up.” I took position—right foot forward, balancing my weight on a wide base, arms up, elbows soft, wrists and palms aligned. Across the ring, Daisy did the same. I studied her form carefully, watching for her balance and position.

           We took a moment to look at one another. On a nod, we met in the center of the ring, chests parallel, right hands hooked around each other’s necks, left arms folded over, fingers wrapped around our opponent’s elbow.

           I pushed her back and she stumbled, tripping over her own feet. I released, letting her wobble into the ropes.

           “Again,” I commanded, backing up and taking position once more.

           Daisy rolled her shoulders and wiggled her fingers. She moved first, rushing to the middle of the ring. I met her, slamming into the hold hard. She pushed, trying to do to me what I’d done to her. I tightened my hold on her neck, pulled down on her elbow, and shifted my weight to my front leg. My back foot popped up, bent at the knee, and slammed ball first into the mat to jam me in place. I pushed off with the back foot, using her force against her. She rocked back onto her heels and overcompensated, falling hard on her ass.

           “Again.”

***

           I sat in my favorite booth at 392 dport, watching people coming and going. There was a new guy who was training with one of our long-time baristas. He looked like he was picking things up quickly. Whenever they looked my way, I made sure to give him an encouraging smile.

           The electronic bell at the door let out its bing-bong as someone stepped in out of the rain. Familiar electricity snapped along my skin as Seth tugged down the hood of his zippered jacket and slipped behind the counter, saying his hellos and providing encouragement to the new recruit. Then he buzzed around the espresso machine, putting together the concoction of his that was stronger than anything I’d ever tasted. How he managed it, I’d never know.

           He grinned as he slid into the seat across from me. I couldn’t help but smile back, seeing that little gap between his front teeth and the way his eyes crinkled. My heart dropped into my toes.

           “How was class?” he asked, stretching himself out in the booth. He reached across the table, our fingertips touching.

           “Daisy is struggling with the basics. Chris has what it takes to do well on the independents, but I don’t know if he’s pro material. Logan… I don’t know why he’s with us. He should already be signed to a promotion. He doesn’t need to train, he needs to compete.” I tilted my head to the side and watched Seth savor his caffeine concoction.

           “I’m working on it. I might be able to get him a spot in ROH. Depends on who calls me back.” He curled his fingers around mine.

           I felt my smile soften. He worked so hard for the students. I was amazed every day by the man he was—the husband, the father, the mentor, the teacher, the athlete, the friend. There was so much about him that I could love, and new things showed up all the time.

           “Can we talk about my debut this week?” I asked quietly. Even though we seemed to have some common ground about my decision to sign with AEW, I was always afraid of how Seth might take the discussion.

           A momentary flash of hurt. A faint dimming of wide brown eyes. There then gone again. Pushed away by a genuine smile and a thrum of excited buzz in the space between us.

           “Right, you had that call this morning. How’d it go?”

           Relief. Happiness. Gratitude. Emotions flooded through me faster than I could name them. “Good. So, I don’t know if you know what’s been going on over there, but Dean—Jon, I have to remember it’s Jon now—is on his way to a title shot against Jericho. And Jericho has his goons, right, and they’ve been beating up on D—Jon a lot lately.”

           Seth nodded. His expression was unreadable. I couldn’t tell if he was pleased with the idea that his former partner was getting his ass handed to him every week or not.

           “They’re thinking he needs some backup,” he said knowingly.

           It was my turn to nod. “I don’t know how they’re going to work in our ‘past partnership’ but they’ll figure something out. And they’re opening the door back up for intergender wrestling over there… who knows what might happen?”

           “Is that the storyline they’ve got for you? His friend?”

           Pressure, squeezing his fingers tightly. “I have almost full creative control on my character, Seth. And they actually listen when you pitch story ideas. After I got off the call with Cody and the Bucks, I had a seriously long talk with Jericho. This is a good place for me.”

           Quiet descended for a moment, broken only by the hiss of the espresso machine and the bing-bong of the door. I watched him, hoping that he would understand.

           “If you’re happy, then that’s all that matters,” he said at last. His fingers reached out and twined around mine, squeezing gently. “I’m sure you’ll be running the place in a month.”

           I gave him a sideways smile. “Will you watch?”

           “With Sefina if I can. She’s going to know that her mother is a badass.”

***

           Nerves made my stomach turn. A tingle burst to life along my skin. Static buzzed in my ears. My heart pounded. The world was lit up in Technicolor.

           It was the moment before a lightning strike. The awe of watching the water rush from the shore before a tsunami strikes.

           I bounced in gorilla, feeling my heart jump into my throat and back again. Warmth slipped into my limbs. Time compressed. Stretched out then rushed by.  

           “You okay?”

           I turned to see Kenny approaching. He had opened the show with a killer match. You wouldn’t know it to look at him. He wore an AEW hooded sweatshirt and jeans, his two-toned hair somewhere between fluffy and damp. His hands were stuffed into the pockets of his sweatshirt. Kenny had been kind to me since the day I set foot in the doors of AEW.  

           “Yeah,” I said, doing a little shoulder wiggle like Jon used to do. Adrenaline spilled into my veins. “I’m ready to get out there. It’s amazing to be nervous like this again.”

           Kenny nodded and grinned, closing the space between us. He settled his hands on my shoulders and squeezed. “You’re going to be fantastic. I promise you; it’s going to be just as big of a moment as when Jon showed up. Maybe even bigger.”

           I grinned back and bounced once more. “Thanks, Kenny. Security ready?”

           A guy dressed all in black nodded from the corner. Kenny gave me one last squeeze on the shoulders before pushing me gently toward my escort. I followed the surly security guard out to the concourse. A few fans were at concessions or coming back from the merch table. At least two of them recognized me. I grinned and put my finger to my lips.

           At last, there I was. Standing in the tunnel that led to the floor level. AEW venues were smaller than the arenas I was used to. I missed coming from deep within the fans, but there was more space to ham it up this way.

           It reminded me of my days with the Shield… coming in through the crowd.

           My security and I stood in the tunnel out of sight from the fans. I could see what was going on in the ring, waiting on my cue. Jon was in the ring, Jericho and one of his goons, Jake Hager, across from him. Both Jon and Jericho had mics, talking shit and throwing threats, running up the hype for the pay-per-view that was coming up. They had the main event for the championship.

           Their feud was legendary. And that final match was going to be brutally beautiful.

           Unsurprisingly, it all broke down into a brawl. Jon launched himself at Jericho and started wailing on him. Hager joined in the fight, turning the scrap to Jericho’s favor. I watched as Jon burst through them, creating some space to catch his breath. He let out a roar and, the moment he got his breath back, ready to launch himself forward again.

           “Here I go,” I whispered.

           My music hit, the guitar heavy rock anthem spilling through the speakers. I took a deep breath and took off running. Jon stopped, so did Jericho and Hager. All looking toward me. The crowd popped, vindicated in their belief in the dirt sheets. My debut had been anticipated for months. I could only imagine the announce team.

           “Is that…?” Excalibur questioned.

           “Looks like the rumors were true!” Tony Schiavone replied.

           “That’s Leighton Black!” JR shouted. “Jon Moxley’s old tag team partner!”

           I hopped the barrier and slid under the bottom rope. I jumped to my feet and took off toward Jericho. Jon slammed hard into Hager, knocking him onto his back and slamming closed fists into the bigger man’s head. I ran at Jericho, but he dropped to the mat and rolled out to the outside. He scrambled to the ramp, yelling for Hager to follow.

           A moment later, it was just the two of us—Jon and me. For the first time in what felt like forever, we stood across from one another in a wrestling ring. He looked at me, the light in his blue eyes so bright they looked like ice. We grinned at each other.

           My heart thumped with joy.

           Jon grabbed me up in the center of the ring, lifting me off my feet and hugging me tightly. When he set me on my feet, he pressed his forehead to mine and held my head between his hands.

           Just like he used to.

           “It’s good to be back, dollface,” Jon said just before dropping a kiss on the top of my head.

           We turned together, facing the still retreating Jericho and Hager. Jon started shouting, talking smack about what he was going to do at the pay-per-view. He hooked his arm around my neck, dragging me toward the ropes. Jon climbed up on the middle rope, leaning over as he shouted taunts and obscenities at the retreating Jericho and Hager.  

           Jon hopped down and turned toward me, the grin on his face as bright as the one he wore during our very first TV match together. My heart missed a beat, stealing my breath. I closed the distance between us and grabbed him by the shoulder. He spun around, still grinning and swearing. I smirked and kicked out, hitting him square in the stomach, doubling him over.

           I hooked his arms and snapped him toward the mat—flattening him out with his own finisher. The Paradigm Shift… the move I’d used a thousand times, the one I’d known as the Dirty Deeds. The moment the mat reverberated with the impact, the crowd exploded with jeers and shouts.

           I tucked the tip of my boot under Jon’s body. I rolled him over onto his back and stood over him, one boot on his chest. My gaze went to the ramp, where Jericho stood with his title on his shoulder. He raised a mic to his lips.

           “Leighton Black!” He grinned sadistically. “That’s my girl.”

           I grinned back, unzipping my AEW hoodie to reveal an Inner Circle t-shirt. Judas thundered through the sound system. I slipped beneath the bottom rope and sauntered up the ramp toward my new faction. The camera swept by me. I stared into the lens, giving a dramatic shrug and saying, “Sorry, Jon. It’s just business.”

           Oh, I thought as Jericho swung a free arm around my shoulders, this is going to be fun.

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Review Black Clover Season 1 – Part 1

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Review Black Clover Season 1 – Part 1

Remember that publishing takes place on the foundation of the organization with many successful anime series, not only in Japan but around the world. Anime like the trilogy of the 2000s: Naruto, Bleach and the movie still resonates One Piece, as well as the recent blockbuster My Hero Academia. Coming from the home of many beloved shonen anime hits means that Black Clover has many standards to meet. Viewers will be introduced to a world when magic and it is obvious that nearly everyone can use spells, nearly everyone. At the center of the story is Asta, a 15-year-old orphan who, along with his longtime rival Yuno, is left in a church orphanage where the two are forced to grow up together. Both strive to fulfill one dream: To become the sorcerer king. For Yuno, this is completely possible as he seems to be a genius when it comes to casting spells, however, it seems to be more difficult for Asta as up to this point, he has not shown any Any sign of magic. A chance still exists for Asta though, as he continues to train physically until the day he attends a special ceremony where potential young witches are selected to wield ancient spells. These ancient spells are known as the magic books. The day the two receive their own books is also when their journeys diverged to try to become the most powerful wizard, the sorcerer king. Black Clover introduces audiences to a new world and some interesting new characters in the first ten episodes, but the influence of the world construction is overshadowed because most of the ideas are similar to those of shonen anime. usually, common, normal. The plot generally has a good ending, after Asta’s first mission and he faces real danger, but it feels as familiar as the previous works. Asta, the center of the story, is a mediocre protagonist who strives to achieve his dreams with effort and determination despite difficulties, especially his weak social and magical abilities. This type of character is scattered across all genres, and even in an example I gave earlier, I feel like I’m drawing parallels between the series and Naruto. The big-mouthed, thorny-haired protagonist dreams of being the best of the respected and is driven through battles with an anxious friend. Even the introduction to the sorcerer king versus demons bears a resemblance to the Fourth Hokage and the Nine-Tails that opened Naruto. His rival, Yuno, is the complete opposite, an adept magic user and, with an introverted personality, the complete opposite of Asta but we don’t see him much at this point. .

The series also features animated introductions to supporting characters as the episode progresses, notably members of the Black Bull Magic Knights such as the group’s leader, Yami Sukehiro, and Asta’s rival in the series Hey, Magna Swing. These powerful characters, and also the snobby royal character, Noelle Silva, are interesting but again are the kind of familiar characters that can be found in other anime series and aren’t different enough to stand out. turn on. The voice acting for the supporting cast is very good, with an appropriate blend of personalities. The English dub is well done, including big names like Chris Sabat, Colleen Clinkenbeard and Ian Sinclair. However, the voice acting for the main character seems to have problems. Unfortunately, Asta expressed her opinion through screams and shouts. Whenever faced with a threat or a challenge (which is often the case in stories of an insignificant man) Asta would often confront him by shouting, much to the annoyance of the other characters and the audience. when they decide to use headphones. I can imagine him being a character that hurts the ears of some and the fact that the character has to scream for most of the movie doesn’t make him any less likable. I feel that Dallas Reid’s voice acting as Asta in the English version has improved, still noisy, but not as annoying as mine. Yuno, on the other hand, is very patient, resulting in his voice acting being very discreet. The problem is that we don’t have an impression of who he is. In a flashback episode we get to see Yuno when he was younger and despite being quiet and shy, he showed more of his personality. In the present, he doesn’t talk much and the few words he says don’t convey much. And it doesn’t help at all when in this part his role becomes smaller as his and Asta’s paths grow farther and farther apart. Perhaps as he goes further his personality will open up more.

The characters and their stories introduced in this part are quite common in regular anime and unfortunately at this early stage the production department was not creative enough to make a difference, especially in the anime. period when so many anime series are being made. Although the film has an interesting point in dividing the levels, it has not been explored enough at this point. Nobles and commoners were divided according to various aspects, not only based on their social status but also on their ability to use magic. If this can be exploited in the journey of Asta and Noelle then it could help add depth to the film and create interesting interactions between the characters. For now, the movie is only showing the surface and the interesting part of the movie seems to be the levels of magic and controlling them rather than who should own the magic and why, which I hope will change as the series progresses. movie continues. Produced by Studio Pierrot (Bleach, Naruto, Tokyo Ghoul) the effects did not disappoint the audience. Yuki Tabata’s character design has conveyed well from the manga and is generally quite professional. One or two parts have a rather unimpressive effect. With a movie about magic, we don’t see enough effects. With just a few examples, the spells in this phase are not spectacular, or at least not powerful enough to do so, but we are just at the beginning, this can be changed. Future.

The opening and ending music is again very suitable for many action anime. The opening song is loud and vibrant to get us excited about the upcoming adventure, and the ending is softer and more mellow, calming us down. The music for the film was performed by Minako Seki, who was previously the composer for another fantasy anime series by Studio Pierrot, Kingdom. The movie’s songs aren’t bad, but unfortunately aren’t remarkable. Perhaps it’s because they aren’t emphasized enough in key scenes where music can be used to support the atmosphere and pressure of the film. Rather than when we first saw Asta’s abilities, the song Pentagram appeared for the first time, and I can’t remember much of this song until now. It’s a pity that anime like My Hero Academia really help bring to life the music of Yuki Hayashi, to make it shine and really accentuate the emotion of the scene, something that Black Clover was able to do well. more to attract investment from the audience. black clover – anime hot shounen hot The Blu-ray version has several specials for the ten episodes in this series. Includes episode 4 and episode 7 commentary as well as Black Clover: inside Studio J includes interviews with ADR director Cris George as well as various voice actors. The Clover Clips Special Edition offers an expanded version of the humorous scenes from the film that appear after the introduction at the end of the film. It also includes a short behind-the-scenes shot of the voice actors called “Inside the Episodes”. Overall, these specials are pretty good. The first part of Black Clover did a pretty good job of building the world and characters but overall it’s still too stereotypical, especially with today’s shonen series. The series has a lot of potential, promises to shine and continue to develop, especially when this is another long-running series that is expected to have at least 51 episodes. However, in the current situation where the number of anime movies worth paying attention to is increasing, failing to make a mark on your own can be dangerous. Black Clover has the ability to stand on par with previous anime, but now, with so many other movies, that doesn’t seem possible.

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It’s nice to see Alex again though he usually avoids former partners. It’s simply been long enough since their breakup that no trace of awkwardness is felt, simply a sense of familiarity. He’s more or less the same, having decided to keep the facial hair Jipyeong had always hated. It’s as sleazy-looking in real life as it is in the instagram photos he pretends he’s not scrolling through. That’s a pointless exercise that makes him wonder if he’d be more successful if he had chosen to stay in San Francisco, or if he’d still be the same person but with shittier fashion sense. It does, however, answer many questions that he’d like to ask (have you neutered Tim Tam yet, yes), prefer not to (are you married, 2 girlfriends and what was probably a sugar baby later, the answer is no), and never wondered (Crossfit is indeed life-changing; hot yoga gives you 10 more IQ points!).

Alex is cordial and professional at the Sandbox, offering Jipyeong nothing but a handshake before they sit down to grade the baby startups. But he lingers conspicuously in the meeting room after all the other judges leave. Jipyeong fingers a piece of his hair that’s come loose despite the pomade and waits.

“You look fluffier. Fatter.” Of course Alex’s first words are about his weight.

“I started eating rice again. I hated low-carb.”

“Rice or tteokbokki?” Alex smiles. “Anyway, it’s not a bad change. Let’s go to Gotgan. I have a reservation for 7pm.”

“You made a reservation for two?” Alex has always been overly confident, but that’s his charm.

“If you say no, I’ll ask Dongchun.”

Jipyeong considers him, looking almost exactly the way he did when Ms Yoon first introduced them 5 years ago. She’s always been able to look right into him and see what he wanted. As much as he respects her, he’s never wanted to tell her that her matchmaking attempt worked. Nothing he does today will have the tiniest effect on the future. All that’s in the past. All that’s waiting for him are Yeongsil and his big silent bed. So he gathers his notes into his satchel and fishes out the keys.

“Let’s take my car.”

“Let’s take the subway. It’s not far and we’ll probably get drunk.”

__

They stay sober. While getting drunk is fun, Jipyeong’s most regrettable moments (bar one that has surfaced intermittently for the last fifteen years) have all occurred when he was intoxicated (crying at a class KTV when Mrs Choi’s favourite song came on, dancing to Wonder Girls in front of a girlfriend’s parents). Staying sober is for the best.

Alex makes some noises about heading back to his hotel room. They both know he doesn’t mean it.

“I want to show you my new place,” Jipyeong says when they’re halfway there. He’s forgotten how private the sidewalks can be at night, cars on one side, the river on the other, blanketed in the dark. “It’s bigger than the one I had before I went to America.” Waves of headlights wash over them, illuminating Alex’s face before dipping them back into darkness. Everyone is rushing somewhere that only they think is important.

“I’d be surprised if apartments could be any smaller.”

“They’re always getting smaller.” Jipyeong jostles against him to avoid a woman on a bicycle. Alex puts his arm around him and doesn’t let go. In San Francisco this is what couples do. In Seoul they’re just old friends. Skinship, being a mentor, being a sunbae--these are all great excuses for what Jipyeong really wants to do. Even through two shirts and a lined blazer his body wants Alex’s body.

They walk in silence though the lobby, past the doorman whose chief qualification is knowing when not to look and float skywards in the lift.

--

“We have to take our shoes off, I just want you to know. You can leave them over there. Yeongsil, lights please.” The lights flicker on, Yeongsil is clearly having a good day.

“You know, I don’t let people wear shoes in my house either… That’s not Alexa.”

“It’s Yeongsil, it’s an AI speaker. It’s one of Ms Yoon’s more promising startups. It’s… more interesting than Alexa.” Jipyeong says, taking off his jacket and leaving it on the table. “It told me you were coming last week.”

“No, no, I told you that I was coming.”

“Yeah, but before I got your email. He tells fortunes too and he told me someone from my past was coming.”

“Everyday you meet someone from your past. And you shouldn’t let it listen to everything you do. It’s going to get hacked.”

“Astrology is in, everyone is going to love that feature,” Jipyeong shrugs. “Nothing I do here is worth any money, they can just hack my bank accounts.”

“You’re not paranoid enough for someone who works in tech.” Alex says, as he almost fondles Yeongsil.

“I’m actually trying to reduce my paranoia.” Jipyeong takes Yeongsil from Alex and stuffs him under the jacket. “Does that make you feel better?”

“No.” Alex continues to touch the other things in his apartment without permission. “Is every photo here of yourself? I know you don’t have family photos but that’s so vain. You should’ve kept some of the gang at 2STO or at least something to remind you of me.”

“The internet is filled with pictures of you. Anyway I still have the Grandpa Rudin you lent me, it’s more useful.”

“Did you really finish it?”

“I just wanted to know why everyone complains about it.”

“Well, now you know I guess. If you liked it don’t tell me.” Alex has moved on to the cardboard sign that proclaims Jipyeong the 2001 winner of the Inter High Schools Investment Competition brushing a finger over the scratch mark Tim Tam made on it before Jipyeong decided it would be safer in his closet. “I like the lamps. Are you into art now?”

“The seller had it staged, I just decided to buy it the way it was. I think it looks very cohesive.”

“So that’s why it looks like no one lives here. It’s like you don’t have any stuff.”

“No, I have the plants and I keep the EXO and Apink merch in the walk-in closet, it’s too personal to have it out here.”

“Red Velvet is better. I wish it weren’t so bloody creepy to be an uncle fan.”

Alex is still the only man with whom he can talk about Eunji and Kyungsoo and not feel dirty. He’s stumbled upon Dongchun’s Twitter (which is, in his own defense, a fascinating read) and knows too much about his deep love for TWICE. There is something a little unsettling about ajusshi fans, even if he is one himself.

“I think there’s something more interesting we can do here.” he takes the sign and puts it back on the top shelf. “I haven’t been laid in 6 months. I’m going to burst.”

“Couldn’t you have picked someone up at a nightclub?” Alex is smiling in such a familiar way; they both know this old dance.

“They’re full of university students.” Jipyeong says while helping Alex out of his jacket, which surprisingly, is only GAP. “You smell like metal.”

“It’s Sartorial, remember? From Penhaligon’s? It’s got that magnesium note.”

“You still haven’t finished it?” Jipyeong bought it as a gift while in London for him. It was so long ago, almost like a dream. He’s had dreams, whenever he’s been alone for too long, of undressing another person, but he can never remember what happens afterwards. The dream-person’s shirt has no smell, no trace of sweat. He slips Alex’s shirt off his shoulders. No undershirt as expected.

“Nope. I bought another bottle. It’s different from all the other man-perfumes. It doesn’t just smell like tonka bean.” He slips a finger over Jipyeong’s mouth, smearing his summer lip balm before dipping inside and scratching his gums lightly with a fingernail. “Your mouth is as lovely as you are horrible. Have you learned anything since we split up?”

“Test me,” Jipyeong says.

The only light in the bedroom is light pollution from the city below. It’s still more than enough to see by, despite the fact that Jipyeong’s night vision has gone to shit from more than a decade spent staring at a computer screen.

[this part not written yet]

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He dozes off without meaning to and wakes up to the sound of engines. Alex is playing F1. He must have gone through his closet and found the playstation Jipyeong has been trying and failing to quit.

“You’ve got some very impressive beard burn on your jaw. ” Alex says as he overtakes Rosberg. He’s chosen the Singapore circuit. Onscreen the city is cloaked in darkness, the only thing that exists is a winding silver road and cars driving nowhere at 300 miles an hour.

He leans over and takes the controller from Alex, crashing into a Ferrari before spinning out into the barriers. “Are you bragging?”

“No, I’m just being honest.”

It’s a strange mirror of their early days when he would wake up to Alex on a coding binge, the clacking of the keyboard starting and stopping with his thoughts, the weak light of his laptop throwing huge shadows on the wall.

Jipyeong rolls forward on his belly; he wants to see Alex properly. “What do you like about Samsan Tech?”

“I like their engineering. Dosan’s incredibly talented. Their CODA algorithm builds on existing knowledge, and is an improvement on it.”

“And that’s your professional opinion?”

“What else would it be based on?” Alex fixes him with a look.

“Well. People say that you can’t be emotional as an investor. But how can it not be emotional?”

“Jipyeong. I’m excited in the way that I am when I see something beautiful. I wish you could see it too. I still can’t believe you’ve gotten so old without learning to read code.”

“I can code.”

“I don’t mean using OCaml to code a model.”

“There’s only so many hours in a day.” He rolls over and watches the dead light from the screen play across the ceiling. “I can always ask an expert.��

“I’m going back to America after Demo Day, you know. As fun as it would be to stay here and pretend we don’t know each other I have a job I have to get back to.”

“I meant other experts.”

“There are none like me.”

“Well. Talking to you is more fun.” He tangles his fingers with Alex.

“You’re not still posting loss porn on Wallstreetbets are you?”

“I just did. Lost fifty thousand on Apple puts.”

“You’re going to end up living in a corndog stand again.”

“Actually, I won’t. I didn’t tell you yet but I found her last month. She’s in a food truck now. So there’s nowhere I would go.”

“Can I meet her?” Alex perks up. He’s always loved a good story. “I want to know what you were like as a kid.”

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FAQ

NOTE: This was supposed to be a YouTube Description but it didn’t fit XD

Hello everyone!

First of all, thank you so much for the sudden burst in views and comments!!

Ahh you’re all so amazing TT I love ARMY TT

I did spend some time reading all the comments but I’ve come across same questions so I thought it’d be better if I answer them all in one.

Most of the comments are so positive and THANK YOU SO MUCH. :D

So here are some of the most frequently asked questions:

1. For the BTS-themed Mini Scrapbook

Did I make this BTS-themed Mini Scrapbook?

Yes. Most of them! Some of the little photo cards and other stuff are freebies from ordering or other people giving them to me by mail or in person (such as at the concert! :D)

Some of them I recycled from packagings when I buy merch or like magazine cut-outs XD

Why? Why would you waste your time on someone else’s life?

Because I wanted to. :D

How long did it take for me to make this?

I didn’t do it all in one sitting, that’s for sure XD

I was on and off about it, so it took quite a while. I only made the little things when I had inspiration to do so or whenever I find a good tutorial!

If you’re asking when I started and when I finished, it was about 3 months.

Each member page took about 3 hours to make but again, the ideas did NOT come in one time XD

Will I ever make a DIY for this scrapbook?

Most likely not XD Just because of how long it took. I’m actually in grad school right now, so I barely have time making this video XD

But if you look at the description on the BTS-themed Mini Scrapbook video, there is a link on an ARMY Amino blog where I listed most of the tutorials I used. They’re mostly from Srushti Patil’s tutorials or other people’s tutorials and they’re really great and easy to follow!

How did I make the mini-scrapbook?

I mostly used all of those little tutorials I linked on the ARA blog. And then just glued them all to the pages of the book XD

What binder did I use?

I used a Mini binder (A5 size) that I found from Office Depot… or was it Staples…? They sell them at different places XD It’s a 3-in. mini binder.

Where did you get the photocards and other stuff on the scrapbook?

Some of them I made, some of them I printed out myself on photo paper I got from Best Buy, and some of them, I got from when I went to the Anaheim Wings Tour Concert!! If you were there and you gave me these photo cards or drawings or other things, I LOVE YOU. :D Well, I love you all anyways XD

Will I ever sell these?

Most likely not TT I wouldn’t have the time to make them ☹ But I encourage you guys to make them! And make them more personalized! These are mostly like my favorite pictures of BTS and some memories I had about them (like the concert!)

You don’t have to finish in one sitting either. It’s a scrapbook! So maybe make one page today and add on the next day, and before you know it, you’re binder is too full to add more stuff (like what happened with me TT)

Like, if today, you’re feeling SOPE, make one page for SOPE! XD

How did you make the cassette tapes?

Those are just honestly print-outs. They’re not 3D or anything XD (they’re not real cassette tapes lol)

I have the printouts at this link: https://www.mediafire.com/folder/7omwfze7lwgq1/Cassette_Tapes

You guys can print them out if you want!

How do you make the little Suga book or Suga polaroids?

Some of the stuff in the scrapbook, I don’t have a link to a tutorial and this is because… it’s just common sense XD

The book, I just literally glued paper together to make a little notebook and then glued printed pictures of Suga in it XD

For the little Suga 3D box, I also linked a tutorial on the ARA blog! Or you can search 3D box on Srushti Patil’s channel!

2. Material Related Questions

What types of paper do I use to print things out?

I usually use cardstock paper or 8x11in. Epson photo paper! For thicker ones like photo cards, I use 4x6in. Epson photo papers.

Can you show the materials you used?

I’M SO SORRY I HAVEN’T BEEN SHOWING THE MATERIALS.

It’s coz Ive been making the videos specifically for ARMY Amino… so for the materials, I just type them out on the blog itself TT

I’ll start doing that though!

What kinds of glue can I use?

You can honestly use any type of glue you want XD

Paste or tacky glue or, what I use, Elmer’s Glue XD The safe one for kids XD

Can I do a bigger or smaller size for the neverending card? And can I do more than 4 photos?

I’m not entirely sure if you can do more than 4 photos but there is another one called infinity cube where you can definitely do more photos (just that one is 3D XD )

And yes of course! You can always change the measurement on anything you want. For this one, I think a square is easier because then you’d know where to put the glue and stuff.

But of course! You can do 8x8in, 16x16in, 72x72in, if you have that kind of paper XD

Those who are not able to follow my own tutorial, you can go to Srushti Patil’s channel and search her tutorial for neverending cards! She’s amazing, I honestly learned most of these from her XD

Can’t open the download link for templates?

Aww ☹ I’m honestly not sure because it opens perfectly on mine?

I know for ARA, people have been trying to open it on the ARA browser so I always tell them to open it on Google Chrome or Safari and if that doesn’t work, try opening them on a desktop computer?

Most of them are PDF on Mediafire so yeah, just try opening them on a desktop computer first :D

3. Others!

Chibi Jimin Papercraft – do you have other members’ templates?

Yes I do!

http://aminoapps.com/page/btsarmy/3632301/chibi-bts-ynwa-papercrafts-complete

Other print-outs?

Some people were asking for like the class schedule or the planners from the BTS-themed Binder, and yes I do have them! I don’t have videos for them because I just made them into a blog on ARMY Amino, but I have those print outs here!

http://aminoapps.com/page/btsarmy/5827890/diy-bts-themed-planner

And calendars!

http://aminoapps.com/page/btsarmy/1804893/october-december-2017-calendars-for-bts-themed-planners

And here are other DIYs. Some of them I never made videos for XD

http://aminoapps.com/page/btsarmy/8605306/diy-papercrafts

Where do I order my merch?

Usually for the official albums or other official goods, I order them at kpoptown.com. I started ordering from there last year and I had pretty good experience! The shipping is a little bit more expensive but I’m pretty satisfied with it :D

What did you use for background music?

I credit them at the end! When the credits scroll XD

They’re mostly BTS songs anyways, so you all probably know them already XD

Who is my bias?

I honestly don’t have one XD

I started with J-hope, then Jimin snatched me, then Jungkook stole my heart, and now Suga is bias-wrecking me so honestly, I don’t even know.

Do I have Instagram?

I do not! I might make one? But I do have twitter for the memes XD (@jellobunbunchild)

Do I have ARMY Amino?

Of course I do XD It’s Jellybunny (with a bunny and star emoji) :D

That’s how this channel started lmao

http://aminoapps.com/page/btsarmy/4888020/jellybunny

And that’s pretty much it!

I hope I answered some questions at least XD

Again, thank you guys so much for all the nice comments. Some of you really left some really kind and sweet messages and be assured that I read them all! :D

Thank you again so much!!!! :D

(And omg, thank you for 8k subscribers TT)