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jess-the-vampire · 2 years

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Guys, I Think The Leaks Are Fakes Made By The Owl House Crew

yes yes i know, right now that might be a WILD ass claim to make but i want those who are reading this to hear me out and read this whole post, because I've been chatting with friends since these leaks happened and i think there’s reason to suspect we might be getting punked here.

And i say this fully accepting there is a chance i could be entirely wrong about this and they could be real, but I think there’s some reason to doubt the episode actually was leaked to the internet.

Now to get those who need it up to speed, the first of the three specials for toh s3 “Thanks to Them” is airing this Saturday on the 15th, it’s a big 45 minute episode that takes place on earth in Luz’s town of Gravesfield. There was a comic con panel about it a few days ago were some fans got to see some sneak peaks, it was all over the internet and everything.

But the day after, some images floated around, 6 of them mainly, claiming to be spoilers from this episode and everyone went WILD with anger, rightfully so, this huge ass episode got leaked to the internet and spoiled for everyone? Man what a way to ruin a week huh?

Well i thought the same for awhile too, but i’ve had some time to cool down and talk to others and guys....something isn’t right about this whole situation.

Below i’m gonna explain why this whole situation feels REALLY off and why I think there might be a chance that not only did the episode NOT leak, but the leaks were fabricated by the crew itself.

And just to be safe, i will do so without showing said leaks, nor will i tell you exactly what’s in them.

Those who saw them will understand, but for those lucky enough to avoid them, i’ll give you an idea of what about them makes me and others suspect something isn’t right.

Now i’ve had episode leaks before in fandoms, it’s nothing new, they can happen to any fanbase due to issues with scheduling, or mishandling, or episodes being put up online and some people get to it fast.

So the idea of this happening isn’t odd.

However, i raise you this, because i found this to be REALLY Strange.

How come it’s only these 6 images?

Remember when ST and EE were shown privately to the TOH discord by crew members as a treat before they aired? Remember how afterwards there was a ton of images about lumity blushing and amity’s parents?

We were told the ENTIRE EPISODE was not only LEAKED, but put ONLINE.

And yet all i and anyone else have seen are these images and people claiming they’re real, and nothing else.

There were gifs, clips, dozens of frames from willow’s dad’s holding hop pop books to the “That’s rough buddy”. There was so much about these episodes the moment the internet found them.

So let me get this straight? Those episodes the moment the fandom gets them get dozens of gifs, clips, drives to watch them, screenshots, memes, and fanart.....meanwhile this HUGE 45 MINUTE EPISODE has nothing but these specific 6 images?

I’ve never seen anything besides these images floating around when it comes to the the claim the episode was put out, there are no clips, no audio, no gifs, no dialogue being mentioned, nothing.

Is that not strange?

Don’t you guys think if the entire episode was leaked we’d see more then these specific images? Don’t you think we’d see MORE then these shots?

Like this is a big episode, and there is nothing else worth spoiling? Nothing about the wittebanes? lumity? Huntlow? any other big reveals? You’d think if the episode was revealed those would be leaked too right?

Isn’t it so odd that these are the only leaks out there? if there’s video, why doesn’t it seem to be posted anywhere? Heck, where is the video that shows off what’s happening in the leaks with the biggest spoilers?

it’s also strange how this got “Leaked” over a week before the episode comes out, because how in the heck would someone get access to the full episode THAT early? When episodes usually leak, if they aren’t shown privately, it’s either the day before or because of a scheduling error.

So that also seems odd.

There’s also this to consider, the content of the images themselves.

I won’t go into detail obviously, but you know what i found so off-putting? That the images in question proved a specific theory, proved a few theories and predictions people were floating around the fanbase...theories that aren’t something that’s strongly supported by any current evidence or even liked by quite a few people.

The last images are so....out of nowhere too. They’re sequential enough that they could tell a story of what happened without context and some of them are DEFINTENLY SHOCKING.

But the first two, they have nothing to do with the context of those last 4, so why did they get leaked? they reveal nothing, they’re also things we get to see in the promos that just were released.

Except, if you consider they were “Leaked” to make these leaks seem more real.

Don’t you think it’s odd two of the leaks are things that ended up in the promo that showed up later that day? i mean, what are the CHANCES?

But if you were on the crew, and you wanted the fans to buy into the leaks, you WOULD pair up the fakes with real ass images the fans would see later that day wouldn’t you?

It’s so oddly deliberate.

You would also make leaks that would support big theories and have shock value so people were bound to spread them more. Which is EXACTLY what these ones are.

And if you’re on the crew, you know what the characters are wearing, so even easier to make them look real, because no matter what clips are shown in any disney promos or commercials they will appear to line up with the leaks.

There’s also other off stuff, like how one image is VERY oddly cropped compared to the others, or some character inconsistencies, some even seemingly off model.

“But the 6 minutes in HD are a thing-”

yeah and if someone wanted to fool the fanbase into thinking these leaks were real they WOULD release the 6 minutes alongside it to claim the episode had to be out.

The thing is, the 6 minutes have already been leaked to the fanbase from the nycc panel to the entire fanbase the moment it ended, it’s not as if putting the hd version out there will spoil anything because everyone already basically saw it.

And again, if the episode is OUT, why is that the ONLY footage that appears to have been posted anywhere? The footage we the fans already know about and saw?

And i wanna send off the rest of the suspicious details about these leaks by talking about the crew.

The crew, has been DEAD SILENT about these leaks, they have not said a word about these specific ones, not even to warn fans about them or how upset they are or anything.

So....

Which is not what they usually do, they have warned fans before, so why not warn us about these supposed BIG leaks about a big episode?

And ok, maybe they don’t wanna make a fuss about them, fair enough, but there’s something else.

Rebecca Rose, who works on this show, liked this tweet just recently.

Now for those who don’t know, Alex Hirsh (Voice of King and Hooty) is the creator of Gravity Falls, another Disney Cartoon. That cartoon is infamous for it’s mysteries and secrets, and Alex, actually made a fake leak about a major spoiler to troll the entire fanbase.

He made this tweet after it successfully tricked the fans.

Now not only does he work on this show too, but you wanna know where these “Leaks” started out? 4chan and reddit.

Same place his did.

What are the chances?

What are the chances a crew members likes this old tweet about his stunt NOW of all times? When the episode has supposedly been leaked?

Now would it suck to assume the entire fanbase got fooled into thinking the episode was leaked and all the posts made about shaming the leakers were completely for nothing?

Oh yeah.

For the crew to pull this stunt and make us all look like doofuses would be insane.

But i think there’s reason to find this whole situation off and i hope this post makes you all reconsider some details you might not of considered before. Maybe we were leaked, maybe this is all a huge coincidence.

But if you ask me.

This is all too fishy for my liking.

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bite-sized-devil · 1 year

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hi sweet pea!! For the headcanon meme I’m thinking Asmo? (Yes he’s all I’ve thought about this week I can’t help it anymore 💀)

∇ - old age/aging headcanon

☠ - angry/violent headcanon

✿ - Sex headcanon

I hope you enjoy your days off!! 💛

Max my darling, I'm so sorry this took me so long. I have no excuses besides the obvious, I suck! 😭😭 I hope you like it! 🌻🌻

Warning: 18+ content below MDNI. I did try to keep the sex headcanon gender neutral for both Asmo and MC. Also consensual recording obviously. (I heard you the other day random anon with your clit and pussy Asmo so hopefully you can enjoy this too 💕)

Character Headcanons

Asmodeus:

Old age/aging headcanon:

Watching you grow old has been a privilege. He's loved every second of it. You are just as beautiful to him now as the day you met all those years ago.

He loves running his fingers through the streaks of grey in your hair. Kissing the wrinkles around your eyes, proof to him that he's made you laugh and kept you smiling your long life together.

If he could have had you for an eternity he would have, but he wouldn't trade the life he had with you for anything. Your soul will return to his in your next life, of that he is sure. He's been alive for a millenia, he can wait for you again.

Angry/violent headcanon:

"Holy shit, holy SHIT!" Mammon cries as he rushes into your room, slamming and locking the door behind him. "I've never seen him this mad before! MC please, ya gotta hide me!"

Mammon is frantically opening up your cupboard doors and throwing your clothes onto floor. Yes like that's not an obvious enough hiding spot.

"Mams what is-!" you're about to ask him what is going on, trying to pull him back out of the closet when you're cut off by the sound of your bedroom door getting blown off its hinges and smashing to floor.

It's Asmo standing in your doorway, looking deadly in his demon form. Gorgeous as always but the air around him is thick with fury. The look he's giving mammon would kill you out right if he was directing it at you. Speaking of Mammon, he's currently trying to shield himself with your body. Typical.

"MAMMON! THAT WAS LIMITED EDITION YOU IDIOT... Oh hi MC darling, you look absolutely radiant today... DOES YOUR PEA SIZED BRAIN EVEN COMPREHEND THE MEANING OF THOSE WORDS? THERE ARE ONLY THREE IN EXISTENCE!!" He pauses in the middle of his yelling to acknowledgement your presence in the room before continuing his tirade of abuse.

Mammon is quaking behind you, the fact that he isn't trying to speak up for himself, even at the dig at his intelligence, tells you everything you need to know.

"Asmo, STOP!" You command, you hate using your pact on Asmo this way but you have too protect Mammon, and your room!

Sex headcanon:

A delicate hand has a firm hold on your chin making it impossible to look anywhere but forward. The big lens in front of you recording every little squirm and wiggle you make while trapped in your partner's arms.

"Look at the camera baby, don't be scared." Asmo's soft voice caresses the shell of your ear causing a shiver to run up your spine.

"I-I'm not." You stutter in response, a fresh blush blooming on your cheeks. You're not scared, you're just nervous about the camera. It's the first time you've been filmed like this; fully naked while being pleasured by your lover.

You feel the answering chuckle against your shoulder in between kisses so sweet you feel like melting into a puddle.

The hand not gripping your chin has been slipping down your shirtless torso so slow it's like torture. You can't stop a high-pitched whine escaping your lips as asmo's fingers slide down your hip and caress your inner thigh.

"P-pleeease Asmo-aahhhh." Your plea turns to a moan of pleasure. Those pretty, expert fingers have finally made their way to your sex. One of your hands fists those rose gold locks as you try and ground yourself, those soft fingers making you feel like your floating away.

"Be a dear and cum for the camera baby, need to show you how beautiful you look when you come undone under my touch."

Hope you liked reading this as much as I did writing it! I haven't written for Asmo in a while besides script fics so this was nice. I love my pretty baby <3 <3

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applestede · 1 year

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Going absolutely fucking NUTS waiting for any information or a trailer for OFMD. Like it’s to the point where I’m using the most trivial shit to gauge my counting down

I’ll say to myself “oh we’ll probably know something before I have to refill this prescription” or “oh they’ll probably tell us something before I have to change that one lightbulb in my bathroom” or even “I’ll probably know more after my… fourth next laundry day … no no fifth” like PLEASE help me I have a problem 😭 it really is like that one Calico Jack meme that I’ve seen floating around

#ofmd #our flag means death #please for the love of god #HBO Max give us SOMETHING #a crumb #my brain is cooking on the sidewalk #ofmd season 2

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theskeletongames · 2 years

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hiya! i'm attempting to start a comic.. thingy from a series of doodles i did in my sketchbook. I wanted to ask for some advice. More specifically; how do you decide how you want the comic panels to be layed out without initially drawing the scenes themselves? I've made comics before but admittedly the layout was never any good compared to what i've seen others do

I've answered this question a lot so here's my guide that shows a lot of my process. I don't do thumbnails like a lot of people suggest, because they don't work for me. Instead, I read my script and try and visualize the entirety of the page. Page comics usually use one page to represent a whole idea. I try and fit 4-6 panels per page and split my script into blocks of ideas that fit into something like that. Ask yourself, what is this page getting at? Is it introducing a new scene? How do I use imagery to set mood in this new scene? Are the characters talking about a specific point, is a new plot idea being revealed? How much drama should be on the page for these ideas?

Sketch out your images on a different layer than the panels so that you can easily move them around. Sometimes I quickly add some circles for where the heads and bodies will be. This way I can see if the layout is working from panel to panel, particularly for difficult to draw scenes so I don't have to put effort into something that isn't working. I often move the panels around or redraw them after reading through the pages. Expect to do that and throw out hours of work. Also work in your text bubbles and make sure not to draw so big there isn't room for text. Text is part of the page and should lead the viewers eyes through the panels and drawings as you read them. Use it as a tool.

Do not get too wordy with text. Break it up into more panels if it is getting long. Nobody want's to read a word wall. Nobody! Make sure your panels naturally read in order. If the reader gets confused about panel order, it will bring them out of the story. Use strong angles for drama, and flat easy to read angles for jokes. Paneling is something you have to try out for a while to really get the hang of it. I'd suggest reading manga that you like and really combing through the pages to see how they do things. Read to learn, not for fun, and break down those pages. If you liked an action scene, ask how they posed the characters in the panels to create the action? If it's just characters talking, but you feel enthralled, ask yourself how they used the panels to make it interesting. And jokes! Those are so much harder than you think. I always suggest learning how to write and compose your own jokes. So many artists are just out there blandly copying meme formats they've found floating around. That doesn't teach you anything. It's just copying. Learn how to write your own jokes and use panel timing to get that punchline out. When you read them, ask yourself why they are working? What panels they are using, and are they effective?

That's about all I got. I still feel like I have a lot to learn about panels, but hopefully that will give you some ideas.

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giveamadeuschohisownmovie · 2 years

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I can’t believe that, of all my posts that could blow up, this one did:

This isn’t even a new Moon Knight meme lol. I’ve seen this one floating around way before the show even premiered.

#marvel #mcu #moon knight #moon knight meme #marvel memes #marc spector #steven grant #jake lockley #oscar isaac #moon knight tv show #moon knight tv #mcu moon knight #moon knight mcu #spiderman #peter parker

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chernayavidua · 5 months

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incoming signal from @nightvow: ‘ i’ve never seen you at one of these things before. ’ / meme --- accepting

TRAFFICKERS TAKE ON ALL FORMS, this she learned early on in her life. they’ve wormed their way into all levels of society and while she knows she cannot single-handedly take them all down, she does what she can. which is why, after leaning on her connections for a way in, natasha finds herself on the list for a humanitarian aid gala and auction hosted by none other than bruce wayne. and with the help of phil coulson and money that won’t be missed, the necessary shell corporations are created, and the money is transferred into the appropriate accounts. kate march officially has a small non-profit organization all her own.

natasha finds herself milling about the large room filled with people in expensive clothes drinking champagne and eating way too much gold topped finger food. her own attire signals her out as someone that doesn’t quite fit in —the shimmery champagne colored gown doesn’t look expensive enough— but the styled up-do and artfully applied make up have made people pause and ask questions. (the alcohol they consume also helps to distract them when their questions venture into dangerous waters.)

HAVING SPENT THE LAST HOUR FLOATING AROUND the vast room, getting swept up in this or that conversation about the all the humanitarian aid the auction later would be contributing to. she smiles and her laugh is pleasantly melodic when needed. all the while keeping the real reason why she’d decided to help in her line of sight.

EXPERTLY DISENGAGING HERSELF from the current conversation, natasha makes a beeline for the bar and orders a cosmopolitan, kate’s favorite drink. the drink is a welcomed distraction if only for a moment as it is soon interrupted by a deep voice laced with curiosity. attention drifts from her person of interest across the room to the man standing next to her. “kate march.” she says, a smile spreads over ruby stained lips, hand extending towards the man. “pleasure to meet you, mr. wayne.”

#nightvow #hi hello! (:#thank you for sending this!!! <3 #i have yet to fully develop my dc verse so have this instead #if you want to discuss ideas or dynamics lmk !#два › truth is a matter of circumstance. ❪ ic reply ❫#q.

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cloudbattrolls · 1 year

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Starfall

Chimer Latrai | Civitrecce | A Few Nights Prior

Across the sea in another world, a deal was struck. A demon saved a man from a deadly poisoning at the behest of his kismesis. As payment, it took away the creative potential of his business; the business that had kept the man alive, else the empire would have culled him after the lifelong injuries he had sustained.

No highblood was supposed to live as such a frail embarrassment, decreed imperial law. Not unless they were useful enough to spare.

So long, of course, as that usefulness didn’t run out.

—

Chimer Latrai floated in her personal pool, mulling over both the next meme she wanted to post on her blog and the best way to advance the current architectural debates about invasive data collection.

There was seriously no point to sensors that could place a troll’s hue within a caste or so; expensive and time wasting, and for what? To better target them for advertisements and to try to expose any hemoanons for profit?

She’d argued that if sensors of that level were necessary, they should only be placed around high security areas. There was no reason to let every random business that could afford it exploit them.

That obviously didn’t solve the problem of those high security areas selling the information anyway, but that was another issue entirely. One thing at a time.

Back to the meme. Which was related to the other topic at hand.

‘What if you wanted to mind your own business, but the corner store said you NEED to buy this garbage drink brand?’

Could use some refinement, but she’d pass the idea on to one of the trolls who ran her blog. Her memecrafters, as she liked to call them, did great things with her basic ideas.

Too bad she couldn’t swear in them, but she had to keep the thing appropriate even for wrigglers. It was better for her overall image, plus it was more professional anyway.

Corelo would appreciate that; not that she’d even told him about her blog. Funny kid. She liked him a lot, even if he was technically a gang boss or whatever. It was hard to resent him for whatever no doubt messed up stuff he got up to when he wasn’t working for her when he was just a cute little guy with a bow tie.

“Miss Latrai, please report to the acquisitions office. Miss Latrai, an urgent matter requires your presence in acquisitions.”

She blinked at the intercom announcement. Huh? She wasn’t expecting...well, nothing for it.

The fuchsia quickly swam to the edge and got up, dripping on the polished steps as she turned on her hot-air dryers. They made a low noise as they blasted her, blowing her hair around and rippling her fins. She quickly changed into a more suitable outfit, not completely dry but not wanting to keep her staff waiting.

One short elevator trip later, the doors opened with a ding and she stepped into the acquisitions floor.

“What’s u - oh, wow, you look stressed.” She said, as the teal who’d summoned her hurried up, glasses askew and face sweaty. The woman looked like the very definition of the word harried.

“Miss Latrai, it’s - I don’t know how to explain it, I’ve never seen anything like this before - “

“Take a sec, uh...Hyraal?” She said, trying to remember the woman’s name. “I’m sure whatever it is isn’t world-ending. Like the last few things almost have been. Right?”

“Harryl.” She was corrected, absentmindedly, as she was led to the main display screen.

“Sorry, my bad.” Chimer replied with an apologetic smile, but her employee wasn’t even looking at her.

Chimer’s smile died as she realized why, to be replaced with an expression of deep confusion. Her fins fluttered as she looked the information on the display screen up and down, sure her eyes must be playing tricks on her. The rectangle of liquid crystal was several feet tall and wide, with data laid out in the finest resolution available.

“This is a prank, right.” She said, looking at the nearest technician, a yellowblood with an undercut. He shook his head.

“No, ma’am, it’s quite real. You received ownership of Starsight tonight half an hour ago, and as far as we can tell, it’s completely legitimate. All the proper documents are in order, but we haven’t been able to reach the owner - uh, former owner - for comment. Mr. Abnale seems to have gone AWOL.”

Chimer blinked. “Which one is he again? That sounds familiar.”

“Jameth Abnale. Cobalt, eleven and a half sweeps, placed as the business head after the old owner was culled for embezzling funds from fleet, totally remade it and raised its profits by a significant margin. He’s uh...well, he’s actually fair game for any imperial hunters now, because he was legally declared unfit after some injuries he had when he was young. He was granted a cull exemption, but it was tied to his position, so...” The technician trailed off awkwardly.

Chimer sighed. “So whoever did this wants him dead. I don’t know how they pulled it off so seamlessly or why, but I can’t think of another reason. Convoluted-ass way to do it, but that’s where we are, unnecessary schemes and plots central. My real question is, why me? Do they have it out for me too? Plus, I’ve never been involved with him. I remember who he is now, seen him a few times, but we’ve barely talked.”

The fuchsia shook her head. None of this made any sense, but hell, she supposed that fit in with the rest of her life. At least this wasn’t a supernatural mystery, she’d be standing in the corner staring at a wall if that bullshit reared its head again.

She looked at Harryl, who’d managed to calm down a bit.

“Okay. I want investigations on this, obviously, and we need to put out a statement about it. The corps are gonna be on me like vultures to a dead cholerbear, but we can at least do damage control until we have a plan.”

Harryl scribbled down notes, clearly already thinking about said damage control. She was in acquisitions, but nervousness aside Chimer knew she had a keen eye for both property management and news presentation.

The technician bit his lip.

“There’s one more thing, ma’am…we don’t seem to be able to try and transfer the documents of ownership. The option won’t even come up, and trying to modify it to do so just…doesn’t work.”

Chimer stared blankly.

“Wow, don’t like that. That is both weird and vaguely upsetting. Hey, here’s a business! Not one you wanted or that aligns with your morals whatsofuckingever, but a business regardless. Keep working on that, maybe you’ll find something. Get a technopath if need be.”

The yellow nodded.

Harryl looked up, frowning.

“Yeah me too, girl.” Deadpanned Chimer. “Welp. This’ll be fun.”

Her phone vibrated, and she looked at it.

“Oh hey, guess who’s here. I swear he can sense whenever anything happens like spider-troll does.”

This was probably out of the anon’s wheelhouse, but he usually cheered her up with his overly serious demeanor. He was just too fun to joke at. She could use that right now, even aside from his pretty sick mathematic and planning skills.

Both Harryl and the technician looked confused.

“Who, ma’am?” They said almost in sync.

“My favorite pasta boy, Corelo.”

#cloud writes #chimer latrai #and so we go from Demons and Magic to Cyberpunk Dystopia!#finally get to do a plot I've wanted to do for years #The Mind Electric #Corelo belongs to Lard!

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another-silly-mixels-blog · 2 years

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What’s your ranking of all of the tribes from least to most in terms of favorites?

Ok time to rate every single fucking tribe from Mixels, starting with the worst and working my way down to the best.

24, Munchos: this tribe always just felt kinda pointless to me, they’re basically just the Fang Gang but purple and with none of the aspects that made the Fang Gang cool. in my eyes the Munchos are the only tribe where they basically wasted a tribe slot on a stupid idea.

23, MCFD: Turnip before you come to my house and hold me at gunpoint for putting the MCFD this low, please allow me to explain myself. It’s not that I hate the idea of a firefighter tribe, in theory that does sound kinda cool, my problem with the tribe is that in practice, the MCFD are actually a very limited tribe to come up with design ideas for.

22, Nindjas: not that I hate the concept of a tribe based on ninjas/Japanese mythology and culture, but to me at least this tribe feels more like Lego simping over Ninjago than actually making a tribe that represents what are basically the Japan Mixels in any meaningful way. not to mention that their color palette is basically identical to the Flexers, they should’ve been white with red and/or pink accents smh.

21, Trashoz: ok so you guys may be wondering, ”Golly gee Mod Niksput, why the fuck did you rank the literal fucking GARBAGE TRIBE higher than the ninja tribe?” and to that I say, I honestly don’t know. I guess I’m just that salty about how the ninja tribe was executed. at least the garbage tribe is a bit more accurate to it’s inspiration? granted I constantly forget which Trashoz are which and sometimes even forget that the tribe even exists, but still at least they have a color palette that isn’t basically identical to another tribe.

20, MCPD: wow I must really not be a big fan of the 2016 tribes, but anyway for what they are, the MCPD are actually pretty alright. the main reason why they’re so low is because, well, they’re basically cops. and nowadays cops aren’t exactly seen in the most, positive light, and seeing how Lego decided to stop making Police-themed sets in the Lego City line around the time police brutality became an issue, I wouldn’t really be surprised if the MCPD was erased from the canon in a potential Mixels reboot/revival.

19, Lixers: I’m mostly just kinda neutral on the Lixers, I honestly don’t have much to say on them. on a semi-related sidenote, did you know that Turg caused a controversy and was actually temporarily banned in another country because his Lego description contained an offensive word? granted he was shortly unbanned after his Lego description got changed and it was the UK that got offended so does it really matter that much?

18, Fang Gang: oh hey it’s the tribe that Lego made useless lean-coloured ripoffs of! I also don’t have much to say about them, I do like jawg though.

17, Medix: the medical theme these guys have is pretty neat, that’s about it really.

16, Flexers: I don’t have much to say about these guys, but I do sometimes like to think that these guys were secretly the air tribe this whole time because they live in these floating sky houses.

15, Mixies: if it wasn’t for how cool Jamzy was in EKHID, this tribe would probably be way lower, they do get some points docked however for Trumpsy basically just being a background character and Tapsy not even showing up in the episode outside of the intro.

14, Newzers: Screeno has basically become a meme in the Mixels Wiki Discord server, so I’ve kinda warmed up to the tribe because of that. the Max looks fucking awful though.

13, Spikels: this tribe is actually pretty good, it mostly places so low because of Scorpi’s dead weight.

12, Pyrratz: ok first of all, love the pirate theme, it’s a really fun idea and a more interesting and less creatively limiting concept for a water tribe. second, the Max is easily one of if not the best one that Mixels has to offer. unfortunately this tribe suffers from the same problem as the Mixies, where one of the members of the tribe, Lewt in this case, doesn’t even show up in the episode besides the intro.

11, Medivals: here it is, my favorite 2016 tribe, it mostly ranks this high because of EKHID, but also because Mixadel has the same VA as Kaos from Skylanders and I love it. I’m also one of Camillot’s surrogate dads now (even though I’m a female) so I’m kinda obligated to rank his tribe higher up.

10, Weldos: chainsaws are cool, what can I say? they also have a pretty cool max too, a shame that they barely did anything in Mixamajig and literally only showed up at the end.

9, Klinkers: steampunk is cool, what can I say? too bad that Gox seems to be basically Mr Krabs but a Mixel.

8, Cragsters: I just think they’re neat

7, Glorp Corp: they’re G R E E N . also I like the idea of them being a poison tribe.

6, Frosticons: ice tribe, admittedly it’s mostly Flurr and I guess also Krog and Lunk carrying the tribe, because admittedly the others have kinda meh designs and the only other one with an interesting design, Snoof, is an asshole. overall they’re a pretty solid tribe though.

5, Electroids: this is a really good tribe, a perfect electricity tribe, they also have easily the best Max of series 1.

4, Wiztastics: good ol’ magic tribe! fantastic tribe concept, wonderful execution of said concept, great personalities among the individual members, just A+ scores across the board.

3, Glowkies: can I just say that I’m so glad that they didn’t make this tribe all evil and edgy and stuff like how other franchises do with darkness and bat-themed creatures/characters? in fact they went out of their way to make the Glowkies the exact opposite of that, highly social party animals that live for the art of performance and probably only live in the moon caves because its basically the only place that’s fully habitable. all that aside I love these guys, the way they completely subverted expectations with a tribe like this is absolutely amazing in my eyes and I love the glow-in-the-dark eyes that the lego sets have.

2, infernites: fire is cool, what can I say? this is easily the best of the 6-member tribes, and I think that all 6 of them are all really great Mixels in their own right. these guys are easily the franchise’s most iconic tribe, with Flain basically being the Agumon of the series. Burnard was even in Lego Worlds! despite all this, there’s still one more tribe that ranks even higher than them…

1, Orbitons: yeah, you guys probably saw this one coming from a continent away, but what can I say? the Orbitons are just such an amazing tribe. amazing concept, a tribe based on astronauts and aliens that live on an isolated colony on the moon. they’re G R E E N . the fact that one of them is literally my all-time favorite character. but the one thing that I think the Orbitons have above all the others is one simple thing: mystery. think about it, in M3, the Orbitons do explain why they abduct the Infernite cousins, and we even get to see the highly advanced technology they have access to. but we never get an explanation as to WHY the Orbitons live on the moon, and more importantly, HOW they even got there in the first place. were they just kinda always there like the Glowkies are? were they artificially created through secret government experimentation on a secret lab on the moon for some unknown purpose but then were just abandoned there for equally unknown reasons? and a little observation about Niksput, but he seems to possess a lot more black on his body than the other 2, he also seems to be much less mechanical than the others as well, is this a sign that Niksput is actually an Orbiton/Glowkie hybrid? and I can go on and on all day about theories and speculation on the Orbitons, of course this kind of speculation can be done with the other tribes too, but there’s just something about the Orbitons specifically that makes theories about them extra juicy and intriguing.

So there you have it, my ranking of every mixel tribe from worst to best, hope this gives you an accurate look at my preferences in terms of mixel tribes because hoo boy this took alot of time to write!

~ Mod Niksput

#mixels #mod niksput #asks #ranking #mrultra100 #long post/

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glittter-vamp · 1 year

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Someone who works there posted about it last year after the Super Bowl when nbc posted a meme about seeing Joe’s girlfriend. Just said so that’s who he was in hustlers buying stuff for. There might be a screenshot floating around on here of the post and I’ve seen the post before. I’ll see if I can find it.

Hmmmm sounds like someone just wanted attention tbh lol but if he ever did that’d be super cool & fun of him 🙃

#asks

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garnetcoloredsky · 1 year

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Fic Writer Questions

This was a tag meme but I was tagged on an account that uhhhhh I don’t openly share this fic to 😅 but I’m doing it anyway.

1. How many do you have on Ao3?

14!

2. What’s your total Ao3 word count?

109,768

3. How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?

On my current account: sources tagged on ao3 lists 7, but it’s actually 4 because MDZS/The Untamed/Fatal Journey are all the same fandom, and so is Tron :Legacy and Tron: Evolution. I also have SCP fic and an old Wizard101 fic.

Back when ff.net was a thing, I also wrote Alice in Wonderland, The Hunger Games, and Pirates of the Caribbean. (There’s also an orphaned DBH fic floating around on ao3 somewhere…)

4. What are your top 5 by kudos?

all that’s left is the choosing

babyface boy

the blood that binds

with heart shaped bruises and late night kisses

Metanoia

5. Do you respond to comments, why or why not?

I try to, but several factors go into it. I gotta have something to say back (so while “holy shit” is an excellent comment and I’m grateful for it, I have no idea how to respond to it.) Also, it helps if I know you. I’m shy. :3 but I try to answer all the long ones.

6. What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

Hmmmmmm…Equilibrium made me the saddest, love me mercilessly is the most tortured.

7. Do you write crossovers?

Nope. I hate them. (But I enjoy a good AU that steals the aesthetic of another source.)

8. Have you ever received hate on a fic?

Not really. Everyone’s been very nice to me and even unpleasant comments were either rude demands for more or constructive criticism that was unwanted 😅 but I guess they had good intentions.

9. Do you write smut? If so what kind?

I do. Mostly incest-y things and usually M/M.

10. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not to my knowledge.

11. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope

12. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Nah. My motivation is sparse, so I’d be a terrible writing partner. I’m also a control freak about my writing so sharing would be hard. (A best friend and I have contemplated an original story, though. If I was going to try co-writing, it would be with him.)

13. What is your all time favourite ship?

Gotta say the Nies. They single-handedly restored my writing motivation after three years of absolutely nothing—my laptop was destroyed in a freak Smart Water accident and all my writing since I was like 12 was destroyed, including my novel, and I was so depressed—and they were the reason for the first fic I wrote since ff.net died when I was a kid. I’ve also seen so much growth in my writing in the last two years alone, just because of the Nie fic & fandom. ^_^

14. What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

Ah, probably the Underworld AU I had planned. It would be another long fic, probably, and while it’s very fun in my head, I have trouble writing any of it down.

15. What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue. I write a mean argument between people who are in love and pissed about it <3 and I like my writer’s voice. I enjoy getting to get inside a character’s head and make sassy remarks.

16. What are your writing weaknesses?

Smut tbh. I’m not the worst at it anymore, but it doesn’t flow. I always feel like I’m rushing it. There’s more than one WIP in my folder that’s only prevented from publishing because I wrote all the set-up, but got stuck on the porn.

Also, pacing just in general. Boring stuff drags on, the smut rushes by, somehow the fic is never long enough, idk. It’s a constant battle.

17. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

I just translate to English. Writing in another language even for single lines of dialogue is tricky because I want it to be perfect and nuanced, so I don’t bother. I’ll leave single words in their (anglicized) original language, though. (eg. zhongyi, cun, xiongzhang, etc.) We all know what those are.

18. What was the first fandom you wrote for?

Alice in Wonderland, I think. I was all cute in 2010, with my terrible little sequels.

19. What’s your favourite fic you’ve ever written?

Mmmmmmm…that’s hard. I’m very proud of heart shaped bruises and late night kisses because it’s my first longfic, I had the most fun doing all that’s left is the choosing…maybe Metanoia? I like rereading that one the most. Ironically, it’s not a Nie one. It has a very unique energy and got a nice response, and I liked being in SongXueXiao’s heads for a bit. It also felt like the most natural of my movie AUs and it’s a movie I really like, so that helps. They’re so fucked up ;3

Tagging my writing friends. I am still too shy to do it directly lol

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safetypads · 1 year

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On souls games

Picture by proyectodocumenta.cl

Introduction: This was a small blogpost/rant I wrote in july of 2022 trying to make sense of my experience with Elden Ring.

I like souls games. I’ve thought they’re great ever since I saw a random dude play a deprived build in a department store somewhere around 2015. Having only barely scraped the huge cultural footprint these games had already left on our gamer hivemind through memes and casual but over excited reviews from my friends, I knew these games were good, I knew it without even having tried them. Hell, the fact that I hadn’t tried them was only because they seemed too good for me, or too hard, but whatever, the ethos of souls games seemed to be that hard equals good, and these games smelled like concrete. My first attempt at actually playing one of these games was with Dark Souls 2. I was living with a group of roomies I barely knew, I had recently dyed my hair green and I also had recently started taking hormones. I was on my way up, feeling unbeatable, so I tried my hands at these seemingly unreachable goals of playing some of these games. And, well, Souls 2 was the cheapest one. By then, I knew that the whole point of these games was struggling, a concept I quite enjoy in art, but decidedly avoid in real life. I had interiorized that it was all about doing those stupid dances to avoid the swomps and the doinks just so that you could be the one swomping and doinking the bad guys after you. I also knew these games had some insane story that boiled down to, well, greed bad -I agree-. I had seen the amiibos, I had glimpsed at the unknown in the form of youtube lore analysis thumbnails and, as stated before, I had acknowledged the memes. But then again, none of this mattered to me when I entered one of the very first areas of Dark Souls 2, Heide's Tower of Flame, a place that I could only describe as ominous. The floating staircases, the music, the lighting and the vast emptiness of the background of clouds transported me to somewhere I have been before, once in dreams but many, many times in video games, a headspace, if you will, that feels as alien as homely and as tangible as otherworldly, a place I still don’t know what to call, but that I feel like I’ve felt enough for it to be describable. I think it has something to do with the same feelings that churches give you. My first instance of this feeling must have been when I was a kid. I was raised catholic and I would have a hard time arguing I’m not anymore. Still, I used to get super bored at mass, so, as a distraction mechanism, I’d try to check how much time was left of the ceremony by learning each bit of it and how much they usually took. Still, I’d also fall semi-asleep a lot of times, times in which I would just stare at the ceiling of the chapel we usually went to and absorb the magnitude of the painted stars and the holy images. It was a blue and purple mass of eternity that hung right above me. I’d try to channel this same feeling when I would be falling asleep on the backseat of my dad’s car at night, trying to capture a vivid image of the place I was then and then focus on the seats, avoiding the ride completely, making the act of travel some kind of mystic ritual in my head. On christmas nights it would be extra special, cause I could stare at the chapel ceiling while also being in this state of sleepiness. It was magical. I’d think of the gates of heaven, the loooong queue to get in, the intensity of a land that could be eternal and unknowable. Who cares if god exists, who cares about reality, when the unknown makes me this happy. But then again the unknown was also scary. A few years older I’d hack my Wii and install free roaming mods for Super Smash Bros Brawl, so that I could take back the camera and see where exactly the world ended. Seeing an ever expanding black maze that these characters couldn’t escape. It would make me cry. It was a similar reaction to when I was even younger, and I would wake up anxious as hell after dreaming of constantly growing shapes, triangles that didn’t feel safe to stand on, expansive squares that would imprison me. I’d wake up sweaty and distressed and then stayed up for hours.Recently I had this feeling again playing Elden Ring. It was at the point in the game when you go through the Siofa River Elevator and you see the underground sky, when you gaze into the infinite potential of this underground world that seems to be huge and unreachable but that you als know is just a space inside a bigger world, where you come from. I don’t think Elden Ring is a perfect game, I’d struggle to call it great, but for some few moments it took me back to that thrill, to the fear and solemnity of the eternal.

#dark souls #churches #elden ring #personal #texto

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rubyvroom · 2 years

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video essay masterpost

I’ve seen one of these floating around but it wasn’t very good. So I took a stab at it. What is a video essay, does it have to be a talking head, when is it actually a documentary or an educational video or just a funny cartoon? Are they all gonna be about films? IDK don’t @ me, I did my best. Only one video per channel, tried to hit a lot of subject matter. Enjoy.

Born Sexy Yesterday || Pop Culture Detective Bo Burnham vs. Jeff Bezos || CJ the X In Defense of Nicolas Cage || In Praise of Shadows Tiger King: The Problem with True Crime || Broey Dachenel The Ideology of Apocalypse || Jack Saint Incels || Contrapoints Night of the Living Dead - Horrors of Copyright || kaptainkristian Mark Rothko’s Seagram Murals || Great Art Explained The Ugly, Dangerous, and Inefficient Stroads Found All Over the US and Canada || Not Just Bikes Edgar Wright - How to Do Visual Comedy || Every Frame a Painting The Anatomy of Stan Culture || Intelexual Media Auteur Theory vs. Michael Bay || Lindsay Ellis Zack Snyder Series: We’re Already Dead || Maggie Mae Fish The Trouble with Tumbleweed || CGP Grey History of the Entire World, I Guess || Bill Wurtz Dropping the Bomb: Hiroshima and Nagasaki || Shaun Was Every German Soldier Evil? || Three Arrows The Story of the Best Meme EVER: “Never Going to Give You Up” || Alfomedia The Sound of 80s Movies || The Discarded Image The Great Silence || Lemino The Film that Changed South Korea || Accented Cinema Coronavirus and America’s Death Cult || Carlos Maza Disney’s Fastpass: A Complicated History || Defunctland The Kimba vs. Simba Controversy || Allie Kat Bohemian Rhapsody’s Terrible Editing: A Breakdown || Thomas Flight Fallout New Vegas is Genius, and Here’s Why || HBomberguy How Bloodborne Transforms The Myth || SolePorpoise The Problem with Modern Monsters || Nerdstalgic The Market of Humiliating Black Women || Tee Noir How Pollution is Changing Indian Cinema || Jyotishwar Singh Before Bauhaus: How Goth Became Goth || Trash Theory Burial’s Untrue: The Making of a Masterpiece || Resident Advisor Trump, QAnon and The Return of Magic || Kirby Ferguson WTF Happened to Movie Posters? || GoodBadFlicks The Reign of the Slim-Thick Influencer || Khadija Mbowe The Most Disturbing Painting || Nerdwriter Here’s Why Movie Dialogue Has Gotten More DIfficult to Understand || SlashFilm Top Gun Needs More Gay || Ranasmo The Satoshi Kon Problem || SteveM Saul Bass : Style Is Substance || The Royal Ocean Film Society The Garfield Iceberg || Izzzyzzz The Death of Laugh Tracks || Drew Gooden Idiocracy, and why Misanthropy is for Dummies || Patricia Taxxon I Can’t Stop Watching Contagion || Folding Ideas

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hypmic-writings · 2 years

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HHEEYYY!!! IT'S 6:00PM I'M FREAKING OUT!! I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT MY WHOLE LIFE, not that long but feels like ◉‿◉ I've wondering if you can do something like 「TRYING TO RECREATE AKNHA DANCE With Hypmic boys 」 not all of them but 3 at your choice. Thank u and we love u! You are the best~

━━ ∘◦ ☆ ◦∘ ━━

Pairing: Ichiro Yamada x reader; Kuko Harai x reader; Jyushi Aimono x reader

Genre: NSFW

Warnings: Allusions to Sensual Dancing??

A/N: Call me old but I had absolutely no idea what the Aknha Dance was, so I had to look it up. I believe it’s a sexual innuendo from everything I’ve deciphered online, one where the dancer sways their hips in a sensual way, but I could be totally wrong and if that’s the case, I deeply apologize. Hope this is along the lines of what you wanted~

NSFW UNDER THE CUT; 18+ ONLY - MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

⋘ ──── ∗ ⋅◈⋅ ∗ ──── ⋙

Ichiro Yamada

Ichiro was just casually laying down on the bed when you get the idea to do a little prank on him

you hop over to where he is and call out his name to get his attention before grabbing his hand and smiling evilly at him

the confusion is written all over his face, but that quickly goes away when you start to do the iconic Aknha Dance that’s been floating around the internet lately

of course, Ichiro knows exactly what you’re doing because he’s chronically online, and he also games from time to time

so the reference to the dance that was originally from Animal Crossing but has now become a meme is something he’s familiar with

but that doesn’t stop him from becoming extremely flustered

his face turns red but he can’t seem to tear his eyes away from you as you tease him with your swaying hips

he grins at you, half confused and half nervous, unsure of whether to hype you up or whether to turn away

you haven’t been dating for all that long, and he’s just not sure of what you want his reaction to be because he doesn’t want to cross a line but you’re dancing it so well and he’s in awe

omg so wholesome

Ichiro attempts to look away, and it’s only then that you laugh and stop dancing, pushing him back onto the bed so that you can fall down beside him

and poking his face lightly with a teasing smile and a light chuckle

because it’s usually Ichiro who’s teasing you, so this is a nice way to get back at him a bit

“Was that too much?” you chuckle

“No way, you’ll definitely have to show me more of that dance later! And I want to know just how you learned to do it so well!” he exclaimes

but this only makes you laugh harder

Kuko Harai

Kuko is always stealing wifi from his friends to play around on his phone, so he’s pretty up to date on all of the memes floating around

he’s seen the Aknha dance, and he knows exactly what it is, but this makes your plan even better

you’re tired of Kuko always teasing you, so you wait until he comes over one day to enact your plan of revenge to tease him back

you wait until he’s sitting comfortably on the couch, unaware of your music already set up to that of the Aknha zone

and as soon as his attention drifts away, you stand up over him, close enough for him to see everything, but not close enough to touch

and you hit play on the music, laughing lightly as you start to do the Aknha dance, swaying your hips in time to the beats of the song

Kuko is immediately startled, staring at you and not knowing what to do for a moment

but he quickly realizes what’s happening, and he can’t stop himself from grinning a toothy smirk and nodding in approval

because he thinks you look sexy doing the dance and it’s even more sexy that you’re doing it just for him

once you feel you’ve teased him enough, you stop the dance and the music and take a little bow as Kuko cheers

he tells you your dance was amazing and that he definitely wants to see it again, but you just chuckle and tell him that next time he’ll have to be the one dancing for you

Kuko will ask why you did the dance, and whether or not you practiced it, but you just shrug your shoulders and tell him that it’s a secret

to which he narrows his eyes and says that it’s fine as long as he’s the only one you dance that particular dance for

Jyushi Aimono

you can hear Jyushi playing on his switch before you walk into the room and you can immediately tell that he’s in the Aknha zone just from hearing the music

you suddenly remember a meme that you had come across the other day as a mischevious smile dawns on your face

you know you shouldn’t tease Jyushi like this, but it’s just too good to resist, so you steady yourself as you enter the room

just as you predicted, he’s sitting at his desk playing the video game, so you quickly call his name to get his attention

once his eyes are one you, they quickly widen and his jaw drops as he’s practically frozen in fear and anticipation

you’re moving your hips in a suggestive way, recreating the dance that you saw online and giving your boyfriend a sultry look

to you, it feels silly, but it must be having some kind of effect because Jyushi’s face is as red as a tomato and he looks like he’s simultaneously about to cry and about to explode

you keep going for a while before you finally stop, laughing lightly at his expression and nodding to him

“Well? What did you think of my dance?”

Jyushi continues to stare at you for a moment, pulse racing as he tries to get his head on straight to respond

and when he does, it’s a flurry of comments about how good you looked doing the dance, but how you can never do it in front of anyone else

and that you can only dance like that when he’s around otherwise he’ll get too jealous

and as he’s vehemently going on about your dancing skills, you can see tears well up in his eyes, and you can’t quite place if they’re happy or terrified

you feel a little bad, so you give him a kiss and tell him that you promise to only dance that dance for him

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

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angelguk · 3 years

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omg so i sent in an ask re angst jock jk n oc ! but then i also realized its highly possible these 2 break up at one point while in uni mostly bc of the "are we dating bc its convenient" kinda dilemma and then it just pushes them apart bc they think theyre losing theirselves while being in such a close relationship,,,cue save ur tears by theweeknd BUT i just know when they grow up a lil bit more, theyll end up together <3

here we go! (the beginning of the end....may be...)

didn’t include save your tears as the soundtrack but may haps for the follow-up :3

pairing: jock!jk and oc

warnings: angst, yes the break-up scene, jaykay being an ass (a very huge one motivated by his own insecurities and selfishness – translation: he’d rather break her heart and carry that weight than be the heartbroken one), chayoung is no longer Seed of Doubt but something else (still up for debate but she’s fairly nice here), not edited but hey atp that’s part of my branding (also i would like everyone to consider that oc is not the greatest gf ever like guys don’t hate jk alone!!)

soundtrack: bags, clairo + stay, gracie abrams + say you know, alina baraz

(titled — honeymoon fades)

Jeongguk’s contact name hasn’t lit up the screen of your phone for six days now and you haven’t seen his face for just as long. It’s weird to go from constant incessant communication to complete and utter radio silence. Not a single meme deposited in your Instagram inbox, no random notification from his Twitter. Just silence, quiet brewing silence.

It breaks two days later when Chayoung finds you coddled under your duvet, mouth stuffed with the saccharine sweetness of mint chocolate. (Jeongguk kept a stash of it at your place but who was around to eat it anymore apart from you?).

“And why do you look like you live in a dumpster?” She’d hummed, ripping open the curtains you’d involuntarily welded shut.

“Because that’s how I feel inside,” you’d retorted, pushing aside your laptop. The screen is stuck with an image of an idiotic character named Nabi kissing the spawn of Satan. You hope for her sake it works out. Chayoung had huffed at your response, fondly whacking your head with a stray pillow.

“Well get over that feeling cause we’re going out tonight.” A declaration, the fierceness in her feline eyes a warning that you’re not allowed to even think of saying no. That doesn’t mean you hadn’t tried – sorrowful eyes and pouted lips as you begged her to spare you. But Chayoung is a force of nature, one that could easily wreak havoc on your delicateness. And she does though, with a string of comments that propels you out of the miserable burrow you’d dug up.

“You’re killing everyone, you know?” She’d supplied, yanking open your closet. “You’re sulking, Jeongguk is shutting down. He’s said like five words since this whole...thing...you have going on.”

You couldn’t help but scoff at that, toying with the corner of the large grey shirt donned on your body. Jeongguk’s shirt. One of his favourites actually. You’d thought about stealing it after spying it on his obsessively neat laundry pile, but after seeing your wandering eyes he’d given it to you instead.

“He always does that,” you’d said after Chayoung had whipped her head in your direction, curved eyebrows perplexed. “I mean, shut down. It’s his emotional response to things that bother him. Complete detachment so it hurts less.”

She had just stared at you, a long meaningful look at left your skin prickled.

“Huh.”

“What do you mean ‘huh’?”

A measured step forward, her body weight sinking into the edge of your mattress a moment later. “I mean, you know him so well.”

“Of course I do he’s my best-friend,” you’d said, indignation coating your words

“No–No you're not getting me. You know him. You know he wouldn’t make the move to reconcile–”

“But he should!”

“You told him to go away! He’s trying to listen to you even though he’s hurting!”

And maybe that was it, that simple implication that you were causing him pain that had you pausing, reviewing the things you’d said to him – the things you’d felt.

“But,” a timid rebuttal, “I just–I just need him to show me that he cares.”

“He does,” Chayoung had returned. “So much. And he misses you. He’s probably just afraid that you don’t feel the same.”

“But I do! He knows this.”

“Does he?” A question in her eyes, one that you’re afraid you know the honest answer to.

You say things and never mean them, he had said, eyes hard.

That had hurt you but perhaps he was right, there are things you hadn’t told him, feelings you hadn’t truly expressed. And Jeongguk had always been good to you, so understanding and caring, trying to fill the places were you lacked. Wasn’t he the one who planned the majority of your dates? Remembered all the important milestones of your relationship while you contributed the bare minimum. You hadn’t even told Chayoung about the surprise he had planned for your one-year anniversary, the shame of your own choice hanging heavy over your head.

So that’s why you’re here, staring at the back of his head forlornly as the music drifts around you, flashing florescent lights bathing him a hazy glory. He hasn’t seen you yet (something you’re thankful for because oddly enough you feel sick to your stomach). It feels like you’re skating on thin ice, waiting for the impending crack to sound through your heart, ice water swallowing you whole immediately. Chayoung is the one who pushes you forward, gingerly plucking the idle drink from your hand, Jimin aiding her efforts with a soft smile your way.

It’s time for you to try the way Jeongguk has, put aside that bumbling ego that oversees your actions and adopt the humility he’s always granted you.

“Go,” she murmurs. “He misses you.”

And God you hope he does because you’ve missed him too.

Except the moment his honey eyes land on you you know he hasn’t.

“Jeongguk,” you mumble. Yoonoh is frozen beside him, concerned gaze flicking between your faces. Your own eyes are stuck on him, the shape of his nose, the curve of his lips, the subtle hint of the dimple in his cheeks.

You’ve missed him, and it slips from your heart and brims in your eyes, vision blurry as your blink those stray tears back inside.

“Hi,” you add, when his silence doesn’t break.

“I should probably go,” Yoonoh lets out, awkward words bumping into the wall of tension standing firm between you to. He settles a hand on Jeongguk’s shoulder, sending him a look that feels loaded. “See you guys later, right?”

You nod, finally noticing the lump clogging your throat. “Yeah, sure.” Jeongguk just hums, the edge of his cup caught between his lips. Yoonoh flees within seconds, leaving you to wade through this alone.

“I–I know you’re not happy with me right now, but please, can we just talk?” He blinks at you, it feels like a premonition. “Please?”

“Okay.” The simple word fills you, like a hollow you weren’t aware of finally found the cure needed.

“Okay,” a small smile on your lips. Jeongguk’s face is still unreadable. He guides you up and away from the deafening sound of the song bleeding from the speakers, into an empty room, the door closing behind him muting the music and giving way to the own pounding in your head. Nobody says anything for a second, both of you navigating this uncharted territory of animosity. Until Jeongguk sighs, melting into the bed at the centre of the room. You follow suit, allocating enough space between the two of you. You’ve ever had to do that before.

“You said you wanted to talk?” Jeongguk finally cuts through it, eyes unforgiving when he glances at you.

“I did! I do–Just Jeongguk,” you can’t help it drifting out. “I miss you.”

Nothing, not even a flicker in his eyes. He eyes shift to the floor instead. “Okay. I that what you wanted to say?”

“No–No not just that! I’ve missed you Jeongguk and I’m sorry. I’m sorry that i went off on you like that and I’m sorry I haven’t been the best towards you and I’m sorry that I’ve made you feel like I didn’t care about you–or made you feel like the things I said or did had no meaning behind them. Because they do–they do because I love you. I love you so so much and I’m sorry if I made it seem like otherwise.” You automatically extend out for him, hoping to grasp on his thing floating to fast away from you. Jeongguk shifts and you hand tumbles down to the empty space between you instead, halted by his hesitance.

His head drops into his palms a second later, a broken exhale leaving his lips. The motion cause the silver bracelet on his wrist to slip down the length of his arm. It jolts something in you. Jeongguk had given you a matching one but you’d ripped it off after the last argument and hadn’t considered putting it back on. But Jeongguk was still wearing his.

“Do you really?”

“What?” He’s staring at you know, doe eyes cloudy.

“Do you really love me?” There, that stupid evil vile question that you thought you had the answer to but the words vanish in your head the longer he looks at you.

“I do–what? What are you implying? Of course, I do.”

“Of course, you do,” Jeongguk echoes. His eyes turn to the window located over his shoulder. You can see his head working through something, and you’re suddenly terrified fingertips itching to wander through his curls and coax those thoughts from his head.

“Jeongguk? What the hell are you talking about? Talk to me, please.”

He sighs again, at it feels like your heart splinters. A sudden shake of his head and Jeongguk twists back to face you, a silent tear falling down his cheek.

“You don’t love me.”

“Wh–What are you talking about? I do! And how can you decide my feelings for me?”

“No. You don’t love me the way you think you do–the way you should.” It feels like he’s saying it to more than you, like he’s saying it to himself. “Maybe this the wrong choice to make. You know. Maybe we shouldn’t have done this.”

You shatter just like that, shards on the floor as you stare him, this person that you thought you knew. And maybe the feeling is mutual because Jeongguk is staring at you in a similar way, searching for the courage to say the words you know lie in his heart. Like a loaded cannon, waiting for the match to strike and leave you lying in pieces.

“I think we should break–"

“No,” you cut him off with an adamance that you didn’t know existed until right then. “No, you’re not gonna say that and we are not doing this.”

His eyes narrow then, jaw set. “This is not about ‘us’, I’m doing what’s right for me.”

“How is that right? Huh, Jeongguk? Don’t you care about this? Don’t you care about me?”

He looks away then, ignoring your questions, his throat stuck.

“Jeongguk...” You reach out again, and he allows it, shoulders sinking with the weight of your hand on them. “Don’t you care about me?”

Another heavy exhale, his eyes blinking hard. “I do. And that’s why this won’t work, not the way it should at least. I really think we should end this, or at least reconsider the reasons why we’re together. You say you love me–you say you always have but really–really think about it. About me and us and what we are. I’m sorry, I really am but I just can’t do this anymore.”

He rises then, your outstretched hand tumbling down to the empty space he’d left behind. You can’t move it, can’t breathe, your heart hurtling out of your chest and onto the ground where it lies, fragmented beyond repair and bleeding bare. You glance up through tears, watch him open his mouth and then it and look away.

“Do you mean it?” You finally ask, and his eyes snap to you. He knows what you’re saying. There’s a pause that stretches out for eternity, coloured by the sound of the ringing in your head.

“Maybe.” It cuts right through you, lodging itself deep with intent. And then you just have to nod, swallow the scream clawing at your throat. He murmurs one more apology before his feet carry him away, and you watch, forlorn as you burn his frame into your memory, as your whole world walks out the door.

#jungkook x reader #jungkook angst #au: jock!jaykay #i really abused the hyphen in this but oh well

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Speak now, or forever hold your peace. (II)

Summary: You crash the wedding with Grim and Ortho. Unlike the others, proposing isn’t on your mind. You come with a very different approach.

An angstier take on Ghost Marriage. Idia x GN!reader. Reader is MC, or takes the role of MC in this story. (Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4)

Warnings: none

If the students of NRC thought they’ve seen Eliza at her angriest, they were wrong. The fury she displayed now was incomparable. While Idia fawned over your dramatic anime-worthy entrance, the new interruption was getting on her last ghostly nerve.

“Guards! Seize them!” she roared. Immediately, the ghosts went into action. Idia held his breath as he watched the obedient ghosts charge at you, Grim, and Ortho. He hoped you didn’t barge in with no plan. If you didn’t come equipped with useful items, you would end up like everyone else.

Chubby, determined to get rid of the intruders that caused distress to his beloved princess, was eager to get rid of you. (”Simp”, Idia muttered) However, eagerness wasn’t enough against an opponent equally as determined. As soon as he got too close, an unknown force threw him backwards to where Eliza floated, shocking the princess.

“Chubby! Are you alright?”

Idia, on the other hand, was elated.

“Th-that’s so OP!” he exclaimed. He knew you heard him, because your gaze flicked to him for a split second before looking away. Embarrassed, Idia shut his mouth. He’d expected at least a smile.

After Chubby’s failed attack, other ghosts attempted to face your group. They only met the same fate. Confused, they could only pay their apologies to the princess and watch on in helplessness. Just what did you have up your sleeve? Who did you get such an SS-tier item from?

“Princess, it’s impossible to stop them!” the last of Eliza’s guards told her. For the first time that night, she looked afraid.

Grim guffawed, while you smirked. A familiar look. It was always there before you jumpscared an enemy, or before you checkmated a poor opponent. Idia might have thought it was kinda hot. At the moment, he was oblivious to his gaping mouth, and how wildly his hair blazed. What were once lightly blushing tips were now an alarming red—a level of ferocity never seen from him before.

“You can’t touch or hurt us!” boasted Grim, a devious smirk on his face. “We had some he—mprfgh!” He was abruptly cut off by Ortho’s robotic arm covering his mouth. Idia’s brother shook his head at your noisy dorm mate.

“Release my big brother now!” he demanded. Idia grimaced, but didn’t feel too worried. As long as Ortho was with you and your anti-ghost protective shield, he would be safe.

As expected, the ghosts were affronted.

“How dare he order the princess like that?”

“You ought to be punished for your insolence!”

“To intrude on a royal wedding and speak disrespectfully!

“Send them to the gallows!”

One talked, and one talked over the other. Soon, all that could be heard was an unintelligible susurrus of disembodied voices. One ghost had enough of it, and shouted to Eliza: “Princess, the kiss! Do what must be done!”

“NO!” You and Ortho yelled at the same time. You continued to walk towards the makeshift altar as your two companions followed close behind. Ghosts rushed to block your path, but you pressed on as your invisible shield threw them back. It looked absolutely badass. Well, anything you did was cool to Idia, anyway.

“Out of my way!” You commanded, strong and unwavering. He’d seen you annoyed and angry before, but never up to this point. It basically radiated off of you that a danger warning could be floating above your head.

“S-so intimidating... “

“So scary!”

Sure, this wedding crasher looked like you, but something was different. An unexplainable sinister aura wreathed you tonight. Was it your glare, or was it that regal suit you wore? Idia must have been too distracted by you, that he only noticed now how your cape seemed to drag shadows with it. You were a villain... much like one of the villains from his video games! And something else that was familiar.

Whatever it was and wherever it came from, there was a menacing presence in the hall tonight.

All were silent, except for the wind whistling through the hall. If one listened more carefully, they would hear drowned-out cackles. But it is just the wind, right?

“Wh-who are you?” Eliza finally asked. The ghosts who were ashamed at being unable to seize you began to form a protective ring around their princess. Eliza herself, Idia noticed, was starting to curl in on herself—her presence shrinking the closer you approached. “What do you want?”

“The groom,” was all you said, staring her down as if eyes alone could exterminate the ghost in front of you.

“Idia?” she asks weakly, glancing at her tied-up groom. Idia said nothing and did nothing but look at you, attempting to telepathically communicate his panic. You barely even looked at him.

“He’s mine.”

Hold up—?

More gasps and chatter. They sounded less like whispers and more like the buzzing insects he heard whenever he snuck out at midnight. The world spun. Idia stared at you open-mouthed.

If he were asked to describe his state of mind at this moment, it would be similar to a loading screen. Suddenly, everything you did together played back in a 1.75x supercut sequence.

Mine.

“Wh-what?” Eliza sputtered. “What do you mean?”

You answered her, voice losing the steadiness it possessed just moments ago. “You have the man I love.”

Wha…

KDJAFCKSAJHDKACBSXCJSIEUDS?

Idia.exe has crashed. Reboot?

The audience’s reactions were varied. Some students on the floor were amused by the spectacle and could have used some popcorn (and a comfortable position) during these times. Some were horrified and disappointed by the idea of the prefect being in love with Idia Shroud the shut-in. Some were much too confused to feel anything.

“Pardon…? What did I just hear?” Azul asked the floor.

“Puppy love,” Lilia wept, sniffling very loudly. “You know, this reminds me of when I was young...”

“Whaddaya mean when you were young?!” Floyd snapped. His irritability had spiked up even more when you arrived. His position prevented him from witnessing the events. Everyone on the floor could feel his bad mood rolling off of him in waves.

“Hey! Watch your tone when speaking to Lilia!” scolded Sebek.

“... Are they acting?” Leona mumbled.

“Oh, this better be an act.” said Vil. “... though it does not seem to be.” The last part of his observation remained unheard by anyone else, except for Rook.

“I believe we are witnessing a genuine love confession,” added the Chasseur d’Amour himself, voice soft as he sighed dreamily. “Engrave this moment into your memories, everyone! We are fortunate to witness it…”

But no one shared his enthusiasm about the situation. The others expressed their displeasure by groaning and complaining. “... well, even in this state we are in?” he added as a follow-up.

Reboot.

You once fell asleep on Idia’s shoulder after finishing a movie. It was something you both only watched to make fun of, but you were apparently too tired to give your top-tier jokes and meme references. The contact sent his heart into overdrive as he froze, begging for option boxes to appear and help him. The flames of his hair blazed so brightly that it woke you back up. It was embarrassing, and sometimes he would remember it late at night and cringe.

It was happening again, but worse. Any moment now, he was sure that he alone could burn down the cafeteria, if not the whole school. This was stupid. Why did he get that worked up over an obvious act? A mere ploy to get the ghosts to release him?

Reality catches up and deals him triple attack damage. Crowley probably put you up to this. You were probably annoyed that you were forced to do this, weren’t you? That’s why you couldn’t even look at him. It had to be the cruelest joke that fate ever threw his way.

“I can’t say I don’t understand you, Princess,” you tell Eliza, forcing a smile. “Idia is perfect, is he not?” He felt your eyes on him. This time, it was he who couldn’t quite meet your gaze. Looking down at the floor was all he could do; it couldn’t judge his blushing face. Only when the warmth in his cheeks faded did he feel it safe to look back up again.

“You see him, don’t you, Princess?” Your voice began to falter, losing the confidence and authority in it that scared the ghosts. “He’s so much more than what everyone else thinks! We agree on that, don’t we?”

Eliza’s face softened, nodding. “Yes. I’ve seen how these people insult him!” she tells you, gesturing to the ‘failed princes’ on the floor.

“But we’re still different,” you stepped closer, but still far enough so that your invisible anti-ghost forcefield wouldn’t activate. “You don’t want to marry Idia, you want to marry your fairytale prince.”

Eliza appeared to be genuinely confused. She looked around at her companions, before turning back to you. “What do you mean?”

“You’re in love with your ideals, not the person himself,” you explain. “You only chose him for his appearance. Am I right? His personality, likes and dislikes, and possible flaws don’t matter to you.”

Eliza seemed deep in thought. While she was silent, you release a bitter laugh and threw your hands up. “I mean, do you even know what his favorite candy is?”

Pomegranate drops. You asked to have some, but he refused to give you any. He wouldn’t tell you why, but he let you assume it was his favorite and didn’t want to share because of that.

That wasn’t it, though. Maybe he’d tell you once you were both out of here.

“You’ve never stayed up until 4am just to join him on a raid!” You waved your hands wildly, lost in your rant. Whether Eliza understood you or not, you seemed to have stopped giving a damn.

“Weak!” he teased, noticing your drooping eyelids and reduced concentration. Deep down, he felt bad for keeping you up late. “Look, it’s fine if you need to rest.”

“Nah, let’s finish this. What are you going to do without me?” you replied, smirking.

“You don’t even have 4-hour conversations with him on Magicord VC like I do!”

It lasted up until 3am. You two were laughing at memes. He could hear a groggy Grim complain in the background about the noise.

“Alright. Here’s a question, princess. How much would you risk for the man beside you right now? Bet that’s where we’re different...”

Eliza’s gaze darted back and forth between you and Idia. Even the other ghosts were silent, waiting for your next words.

“... because if you ask me, I would risk everything! That’s why I’m here wearing this stupid suit!”

It’s not real. It’s not real. The emotion behind every word was a punch to the gut. If you kept this up, he might need a healer soon. Ever since he realized he was falling, he tried to quell the sparks of hope you ignited whenever you did something nice for him. All that hard work was gone. Each word you uttered was gasoline.

“To think that if I arrived minutes later… th-that I would never see him again!” A sob escapes your throat, your intimidating persona crumbling.

No, don’t do that. Idia wanted to reassure you that he was still there and he was okay, but he couldn’t. It’s part of an act. It’s part of an act.

“So please… just let him go.” The front you wore has completely dissolved. There you were, reduced to a sobbing mess in front of a ghost princess and the students of NRC.

You weren’t the only one. All traces of anger or fear have vanished from Eliza’s face. Instead, she put her hands over her mouth. The princess had been moved to tears. Finally, she turns to Idia. “Idia, they seem to l-love you very much… ”

“That’s right.” You wiped your tear-streaked face and pointed an accusing finger at the ghosts. “And all of you! Are you going to enable her forever? Encourage her shallow ideas of what love should be?”

They all looked down, unable to meet your eyes.

“You have no right to just snatch him up and claim him as yours,” you told Eliza with an unfaltering resolve, despite your tear-covered face and your crumbled front of strength. “Did you never think… that there could have been someone waiting for him to return?”

“I-I never meant to!” Eliza cried. “I was so blinded by my own happiness. I never thought… never even considered…”

“Princess, it’s alright. We all make mistakes.” Chubby told her, trying to be reassuring.

“Tell me, intruder. How else am I going to find my prince?” she asked you with no trace of hostility. You stopped for a while, staring at her.

You must not have expected the question. Idia saw you look at him—it was the longest time you’d looked at him all evening. Clearing your throat, you began to explain. You fumbled a bit, scratching the back of your neck and tugging at the hem of your coat as you explained what a perfect partner should be.

As you spoke, Idia was enthralled by your voice and most of all, the knowledge you possessed about love and romance. He hadn’t seen this side of you before. How did he ever think that a hundred dating sims could make him a romance expert?

“Is that so?” she sighs, bowing her head. “I understand now. I’m so sorry… for causing you so much grief.”

She turns to her companions, giving them a sad smile. “There’s only one thing to do. Everyone, we must stop this wedding.”

Idia wanted to fall to the floor in relief. At least a few exhausted sighs and weak cheers could be heard from the wedding “attendees”. You fell to your knees, exaggerating your gratitude.

“Thank you, princess!”

“But Princess… what about your happily ever after?” Chubby interjected.

“I can’t tear two lovers apart!” Eliza wipes a few of her own tears, then turns to you. “I was deeply moved by your words. I dream of having a lover like you,” she sighs dreamily, probably imagining her future lover already.

While the students of NRC rejoiced at this victory, Idia’s heartbeat quickened in fear. What if Eliza decided to take you for herself?

“Princess…” Chubby muttered, sighing. Eliza only gave him a reassuring smile. Phew. Idia relaxed, grateful that she doesn’t have the idea… yet. He didn’t know what to do if that thought became reality.

Eliza turns to address the hall with a smile. “I have decided.” Everyone waited with bated breath for her announcement. Idia squeezed his eyes shut and silently urged her to announce their departure already.

“Idia and I will not be married anymore. She smiles wide, and clasps her hands together. “However, there will still be a wedding!”

Your smile faded. “What… what do you mean, princess?”

She beams. “To make up for my mistake, I will make sure that Idia and his lover are married tonight!”

To be continued.

Tagging: @teashopwritingzz @twistedcrumbs

Well, that was long. To think that I was planning for the story to be a one-shot! Once again, keep an eye out for Part 3. Thank you for reading!

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4)

#twst x reader #twst fic #idia x reader #idia shroud #idia shroud x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #rewritten

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