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#it actually used to be my favorite song 2 years ago too HELP
michuyox · 1 year
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This is inspired by a silly comic by @emilyartstudio-s​ from like 2 years ago 😭
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81folklore · 6 months
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this is me trying - CL16
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pairing: charles leclerc x small!singer!reader (fc: olivia rodrigo)
summary: after a twitter thread was made talking about the struggles you faced in a horrible way, you release a song you wrote with charles to talk about it
authors note: i am in no way saying olivia has struggled with or is dealing with anything mentioned in this story. this song means alot to me as someone who struggles with both addiction and my mental health so if im projecting..no one needs to know😁 i honestly have no clue how this is going to turn out but we will see. anything in bold italics is french
warnings: talks of addiction, depression, anxiety and suicide. alcohol addiction, drugs and self harm are all mentioned. the topics of this is me trying are mentioned, for obvious reasons but in a more personally focused way (if that makes sense). unwarrented hate (?). nothing really goes into detail but just regular warnings, please reach out to someone if you are struggling!!
authors note 2: i had to dust this one off and I HATE IT. its literally my least favorite work ive ever done so please feel free to keep scrolling😭😭 i just kept projecting by accident and it honestly kind of got out of hand. im also SO BAD with my wording so i have no clue if any of it sounds how i wanted it too!!
authors note 3: after reading it over i realised i never actually explained what i was talking about in the song thread so quickly, charles’ and yn split for a short period after yn started shutting him out, she spoke to someone (the stranger) who helped her start to extend the branches back out to charles and they got back together around 11 ish months before the song was released!! the fans never knew why they broke up, there was some speculation but most of it was dropped when they got back toegther
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good food, yummy people😋
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arthur_leclerc: you mean good people yummy food right?
yourusername: suuure😁
charles_leclerc: beautiful girl
yourusername: love you!!
user7: what is charles doing in the 5th picture😭😭
yourusername: he dropped his airpod😭
user10: girl have you seen twitter…
user75: charles run as fast as you can
user2: there is no way charles knew he’d never be with someone like that💀
user10: what and he’d be with someone like you??
user6: wait what is happening in these comments what happened on twitter?
user7: someone made a thread ‘exposing’ yn but its just a bunch of bullshit that his fans are using because they dont like yn
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studio time with baeee💋💋
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charles_leclerc: my favorite musician💐
charles_leclerc: i love you so much
yourusername: you mean the world to me charlie
pierregasly: kika wants to know if she can come next time
yourusername: tell her to text me so we can arrange it!!
user73: oh my god new music soon
user64: does this mean charles is on her new music?!
yourusername: maybeee
user64: GIRL DONT TEASE US LIKE THIS
user99: im so sorry about whats happening on twitter you dont deserve that
user2: yes she does
arthur_leclerc: can you tell charles to stop talking about your music when im not allowed to hear it, please🙏
yourusername: sorry arthur!! wanna come for a car ride and listen to it with us??
arthur_leclerc: please please please
user82: yn and charles taking arthur on a car ride to listen to her new song, oh what if i cried😭😭
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*text in first picture reads: 🤍🤍* *text in second picture reads: so unbelievably proud of my sister*
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if you had told me a year ago that not only would i still be here but i would be releasing a song talking about the darkest times of my life with the love of my life by my side i would never have believed you.
throughout the past few months i have revisited times of my life i wish i could have left behind but ive learnt that accepting that this is a part of me now is important in my journey of moving forwards, and in moving forwards ive learnt that my struggles do not define me and i wont be embarrassed by things that have affected me
sometimes i wish i could go back and erase that part of my life, erase the way i felt, erase the way i treated the people i loved the most. but i cant, and i wont let people belittle me for that time anymore
if you have struggled in the past or are struggling today, you are not alone. its a cliche thing to say but i promise you at least one other person will be experiencing the feelings your feeling, you may not know them, you may never know them but you are not alone, you never have been and you never will be
you are not weak for struggling, you are not weak for finding ways to cope, no matter what they may be, you are not weak for shutting people out and you are not weak for reaching out for help, no matter how little you think you need it. you deserve help, no matter how small your problems may seem to you, you are worthy of being safe, you are worthy of being happy
i never thought i would release a song highlighting those times for me, but i wanted anyone whose been through these things to know that i love you and i will always love you; this is me trying out now on all platforms❤️‍🩹
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arthur_leclerc: i am so so proud of you, you deserve all the happiness in the world
charles_leclerc: you mean the world to me, i am so proud of what you have achieved and i will be by your side forever and always
yourusername: charlie i hold so much love for you i feel like i may explode
user55: ive been struggling with an addiction for a while, i cannot express the way this song feels. just, thank you so much
yourusername: im right beind you darling, i believe in you❤️‍🩹
user81: i fear if i listen to this anywhere outside of the comfort of my room i will break down in tears
user93: 🩵🩵
user42: I😭JUST😭WANTED😭YOU😭TO😭KNOW😭THAT😭THIS😭IS😭ME😭TRYING😭
sebastianvettel: im so proud of you yn, come visit with charles soon sweetheart
yourusername: dropping everything and coming right now
lewishamilton: 💜💜
yourusername: hi lewis🤭🤭
user70: YN HELP😭😭 (just like me fr)
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*text on first photo reads: i hold so much love for you🩷* *text on second photo reads: my bestest friend in the entire universe🩵*
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strongheartneteyam · 10 months
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Realize where you belong.
Pairing: neteyam sully x female!human!reader/female!dreamwalker!reader
Chapter 3
CW: angst, reader is a loner, reader works her ass off every day at the lab, fluff, neteyam being cute towards reader (even tho it still has weird vibes lol), mad jealous neteyam, TRIGGER WARNING for depression symptoms (such as being moody n having less appetite than the usual), stalking, obsessive and toxic behavior, also TRIGGER WARNING for reader mentioning the word “suicidal” in an internal monologue (she IS NOT actually suicidal, she just feels really sad and mentions the word. if u read it, you'll know what I mean)
Not proofread. I'll do it as soon as I can ♡ I hope it's a good chapter 🥲 & thank u to everyone who's reading this fanfic, who left a comment in the last chapter and, of course, to everyone who asked to be in the taglist I LOVE Y'ALL 😘💕💕💕
Chapter 2
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Mother looking at me
Tell me, what do you see?
Yes, I've lost my mind
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Will I ever be free?
Have I crossed the line?
All the things she said, running through my head
All the things she said (t.A.T.u)
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You woke up feeling like crap that morning.
Your last shift had been so demanding. You had to cook just so much food that you started to wonder if there was anything left in the pantry. You had gone into that room just so many times yesterday to get ingredients and kitchen utensils, your legs felt heavy and sore now, as you stretched them in your small bed.
There were just too many people to eat in that damn laboratory.
Meanwhile you, the cook, barely had any time left to eat. There was always just so much work to do. So many dishes to wash, so many vegetables and meat to cut, bread to prepare from scratch... Your head hurt just thinking about it.
You felt so stressed out that you preferred to unwind a little instead of eating, sometimes. You would find a quiet place, sit somewhere, put your headphones on and press play on one of your many curated playlists or in one of your favorite songs. Listening to music seemed to work like a medicine to your wounds and, going to the cafeteria and having to socialize, to have people all around you felt too much, so, you just tried to avoid it. You even started to lose a little weight because of it. Nothing too much, though. You were only slightly thinner than you used to be. But in the back of your head, there was always a voice saying "Please, take better care of yourself...". Despite knowing that voice was right, you were too tired and apathetic to care.
Ever since you started to Dreamwalk, it was like your whole world had changed. That old life you led did not seem to be enough anymore. It never was, in the first place. It could never compare to the heightened senses you had when you were in your Avatar, helping you smell and hear everything better.
The first time you spent a whole afternoon running alone through the Pandoran forest next to Hell's Gate, you felt alive like you had not felt in years.
But nothing gold can ever stay. Way sooner than you expected, you had to be awakened from that magical dream. Everytime you came out of the technological machine you had to lay inside of to be able to drive your Avatar, you thought "Damn! Why wasn't I born a na'vi? They're so freaking lucky to have such an incredibly beautiful Planet to call their own. If only Earth was still as beautiful as it used to be..."
When you were not in one of your free days, you would always work until you felt exhausted and fed up with everything. It was not a walk in the park to be a cook. Even though you loved cooking since you were a teenager, when you used to always mix different ingredients and spices and create new recipes, this profession forced you to spend most of your time standing up and to have little time to sit and rest your poor fatigued legs. In some days, all you wanted was to sleep for 12 hours straight. And God knows you were capable of actually doing that.
Not a long time ago, you slept so much that, when you eventually woke up, it was 2 pm and you almost got fired from the lab when you finally showed up at the kitchen you were supposed to be in since 6 am.
You promised yourself you would never do that again. You just could not afford to lose that job. And you wanted to cry just thinking about not being able to Dreamwalk anymore. Exploring Pandora was the peak of your life, currently. It was when you felt high as a kite. As funny as it sounded, it was true. You felt euphoria run through your body everytime you got to have blue skin and be over 8 feet tall.
You liked to cook and was good at it, but, you were a smart, intelligent girl who knew much more than people thought you did. Unfortunately, you could not manage to get a higher position at the lab. Your forte was not sciencey stuff. It was subjects like Human History, Languages, Philosophy... At best, you got to use your language learning skills to learn basic na'vi fast and was able to get an Avatar from the lab. At least that was a good thing that your tiring job provided you. God knows that privilege was one of the few things keeping you alive. You goddamn hated you life, your job, everything... All your days seemed to be the same. Same chores, same annoying people... Most scientists did not try to hide that they did not see you as an equal. Even though they were always really polite to you, they would not let you in in their little groups, in their upbeat conversations through the laboratory corridors. You could count in one hand how many of them used to talk to you with genuine interest in hearing what you had to say.
You sat every day next to the less valued lab employees: janitors, cleaning ladies, other cooks just like you and so on. Your race had never been good at realizing the worth that these hardworking people had, anyway. Why would they do it now? You thought it to be so sad...
Those employees were nice regular people. Even thought some of them were idiots and treated you badly, there are people who behave like that anywhere. You were thankful that most of them were polite to you and treated you well enough. You also had a close friendship with one of the female employees, a cute, humble and really kind girl called Crystal. But she was your only actual friend. You did not remember the last time you had made an actual effort to make a friend, to be nice to someone in hopes you could get to know them better and they could become a part of your life. You had to admit you had been really grumpy lately.
You could easily blame such moodiness on your lack of will to keep living that life you currently had. It’s not that you were suicidal, it's just that you wished you could live a better life.
There was also Derek, the tall, cute boy you would make out with every now and then. You did not have a proper name for your relationship with him. He was always lovely towards you and you two would have really interesting conversations together and sneak around to kiss each other and do other types of heated stuff (though you never had sex with him) anytime you both felt like it. But it did not happen that often, anyway. You did not put much thought into it, to be honest. Derek was just a friend you would fool around with. You could not be farther from being in love with him or anything of sorts.
After another tiresome day, you walked fast towards your room. All you could think about was how nice and cozy your bed would feel when you would lay your body on it. Only five minutes after you finally laid down, you fell asleep. Slumber had been bugging you all day. Lately, it had always been like that.
They say you have to be careful what you wish for. That your words and thoughts have power over what happens to you. And you learned it the hard way.
In one of your infamous busy but boring afternoons, something unexpected happened to you.
Seemingly out of nowhere, a na'vi young man appeared outside of your glass window and tapped slightly on it. You almost choked on your own saliva when you saw that huge, blue creature staring at you with wide yellow eyes. A scream got stuck right in the middle of your throat, since you got so startled you could not get your vocal chords to obey the command your brain was sending them. What the hell was that na'vi doing in front of the laboratory? They did not use to come to Hell's Gate. And why was he looking at you through the kitchen window?
The na'vi boy just would not stop staring at you. His gaze was so intense it made you feel unbelievably uncomfortable. Suddenly, he pointed to the left. The big, ample door that led to the open area in front of the room you worked in was right at the same direction his four fingered hand was pointing to. You realized he was signaling to you that he wanted to see you outside of the lab.
You started to say, in your own mind: "What kind of weird situation is this?"
"Please?" You heard the alien plead in fluent English (he only had a typical na'vi accent), his voice coming through the narrow gap that existed between the glass and the window frame. His eyes reminded you of the eyes of a small kitten asking for food.
You got surprised by the fact that he was able to speak English. You wondered why he had learned it and who taught him the language.
You tried to reach for the door to try and inform someone that there was a na'vi around and ask if anybody knew who he was when you heard the alien say:
"Don't go, please! I just want to talk to you! I'm not gonna hurt you."
Your back was turned to him. When you turned around, he was smiling.
"It's incredible how you're even prettier up close."
"I'm sorry?!" You answered
"Oh, forgive me. My name is Neteyam. Neteyam te Suli Tsyeyk'itan. It's really nice to meet you." He was still smiling.
That name was familiar, Neteyam te Suli... Oh, of course! Neteyam was the son of the Olo'eyktan of the Omatikaya clan, Jake Sully. He was very famous between the na'vi and the humans.
Neteyam Suli was one of the most feared na'vi warriors out there. A great archer and very skilled with the knives the Omatikayas made themselves, he fought fearlessly against the recoms, including Colonel Miles Quaritch, an old enemy of his father. Quaritch used to lead the RDA soldiers when he was human, before being "revived" and given an Avatar body. He died in battle against the na'vi. But that did not mean that there was finally peace between humans and the na'vi race.
But why in hell was Neteyam Suli trying to talk to you? It is not like the na'vi liked the humans. On the contrary, they despised your race.
"Uhmm... okay. Nice to meet you..." You tried to be polite and peaceful towards the na'vi boy, like you were advised to be by your teachers, back when you were studying and training to get your Avatar "But I'm sorry, what did you say? That I'm prettier up close?" Your brows were furrowing, your face full of confusion. Despite all, you were calmer now that you knew you could communicate with him in English. Your na'vi was not the best out there.
"Yes." Neteyam's big amber eyes shone when he looked at your face. You were beyond dazed. "I've seen you before. Many times actually. But only from far away. It doesn't compare to seeing you right next to me." His voice had a weird warm feeling in it, like he was already acquainted to you. But how could it be? You did not even know who he was before he revealed his identity to you.
"When did you see me...?" Your mouth was slightly opened, so bewildered you felt
"Don't you wanna come outside so we can talk better?" He said, seeming excited.
"Unfortunately, no. I'm good, thanks." Neteyam looked sad after you declined his offer.
"Why not? I told you, I'm not gonna hurt you. I promise." He smiled faintly. You could tell he was hurt by your blunt answer.
It pained you to act like that towards him. You admired the na'vi so much. Damn, you even would choose to be born a na'vi if you somehow could go back in time, before you were inside your mother's womb and you could talk to Eywa herself. But how were you gonna trust him? There were some na'vi out there, his mother, for example, that hated humans with such a boiling passion. What if he took after his mother? You would be in trouble if he tried to kill you. Even though the na'vi were a peaceful by nature race, everyone has a limit, so, you had to be careful when interacting with them. You learned about all the genocide your kind had committed against his kind while simultaneously destroying his Planet slowly, in a cruel, despicable way. You honestly understood the contempt the na'vi felt when it came to humans.
You looked at Neteyam with honesty in your eyes and said:
"Please don't take this the wrong way but I can't really trust you. I know you told me you're not gonna hurt me, but, I'm still human. How can I know you trust me, to begin with?"
"I trust you because you're different. You're nothing like the others from your kind. You're more like my people. And I love that about you." Neteyam said, smiling at you.
"Can you please just tell me how do you know me? Because I've never seen you before. I've only heard about you because you're the Olo'eyktan's eldest son and Olo'eyktan to be. But you talk to me like you somehow... know me. I'm really confused, Neteyam." He felt his heart race when he heard you pronounce his name. Your voice sounded so sweet to his sensitive na'vi ears, making him move them somewhat to the sides. It was the same voice he heard in the forest, when he watched you talk to yourself saying how beautiful you thought some yellow, bioluminescent flower that you saw in the grass was.
"You're a Dreamwalker. I've seen you around. I love how much you seem to appreciate and respect my Planet instead of destroying it like the others from your kind do. That's why I think you're more na'vi than human." He chuckled happily and you got confused by his last sentence.
You had to admit he looked cute when his fangs escaped from under his upper lip whenever he smiled or chuckled. But you felt so weird thinking that.
"I'm more na'vi than human?" You were intrigued "What do you mean?" You laughed a bit and he continued on staring at you in an intense manner.
Neteyam heard footsteps approaching, so, he started to move just so he could hide. He did not want any other human but you seeing him. He knew he could not trust them as he could trust you.
"Wait! Where are you -" before you could finish your words, he was already gone.
The brown wooden door behind you opened and Derek appeared carrying a pile of plates in his arms.
"Hey, cutie." He walked towards the sink, leaving the dirty dishes there to be washed by himself when he would be back in the kitchen.
"Hi, Derek." You smiled faintly. You were still recovering from that odd interaction you had with Neteyam Sully.
Derek came close to your ear and whispered:
"Feel like meeting me tonight? I miss you." You sighed
"I don't know... I'm not really in the mood, sorry." You answered, uninterested
He got a little surprised by your answer and moved his eyebrows up, making wrinkles appear in his forehead but quickly remembered he had much work to do outside, so, he walked towards the door and got out of the room without saying another word to you.
Neteyam was still out there, next to the window, leaning against the wall. He was listening to the conversation the whole time. He had to use all the self control he learned to have with the years to not hiss when he heard that human call you "cutie" and ask if you wanted to meet him tonight. Who was he, anyway? And why was he saying he missed you? Neteyam had never seen you show any sign that he was your mate before. He had to find out what was going on. Neteyam would not let anyone get between the both of you. It would not be a weak human male that would be the obstacle that would make him give up on his future mate. He was used to challenges and was not afraid of another one. That would probably even be fun. Neteyam could imagine that tiny mate of yours shivering in fear when he showed him his big, sharp fangs.
Neteyam decided he was gonna find out who the hell that mate of yours was. He was sure he was not better than him. That human male would never be as strong as he was. That human would never be able to hunt fresh food for you, walking through the forests of Pandora and confronting big, dangerous animals, like Neteyam would. He knew he outbraved that human. He could never be a good mate to you like Neteyam could be. You deserved better than him.
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liquid-luck-00 · 6 months
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Marks of Magic
Day 2 Vampire
Maribat Spooktober 2023
Previous *** Next
I didn’t mean for this to become a song fic but that’s where it ended up (Vampire by Olivia Rodrigo)
Language and cursing is used
1790 words
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She woke up the next morning, and it was so peaceful. She didn’t have to worry about Hawkmoth, she didn’t have to worry what her classmates thought of her. That just gave her so much freedom in fact she smiled, taking a breath of air for the first time in what seemed like years.
She bounced downstairs, earlier than her normal on a Saturday morning.
"some one is in good spirits today." Her Maman smiled as she came into the kitchen.
"Of course I am!" She tackled her mom in a hug.
"Did something happen at school?" Her Maman hugged her back. A second later her face turned somber, knowingly she asked. "Did Lila do something?... Alya?"
"Yes and no. I'll tell you and Papa at dinner."
"Okay Baio Bai." She flicked her on the nose. "For now help me get your father to eat something." She held a tray of berries, yogurt, granola, and coffee up for her to take down.
"Well isn’t this a surprise." Her papa smiled as she walked in to the bakery kitchen.
"Well it’s too nice to be crammed in my room." She offered.
"So what did your mother send?" He clapped his hands as flour clouded in the kitchen.
"A few staples." She started mixing granola into the yogurt, and tossing in a few of her papa’s favorite berries, before handing him the bowl.
"Any plans princess?"
"Don’t know." She shrugged. "Maybe walk around and sketch. I was also thinking about dropping by the Couffaine’s."
"Does he treat you right?"
"Papa!!" She blushed, covering her face with her hands. "He’s a good friend, nothing else."
She finally muttered when she found her voice again.
"He is a good kid Mari. Besides if he doesn’t he has to go through me."
She could only laugh before excusing herself.
She never thought of it before, never let herself truly think she could be in a relationship, but…
Luka knows who she is, was, damn that punched her in the gut. But he knows, and she made sure he was the only one that actually remembered that particular secret of hers. Sass had even been with him until a week ago, but could she actually let herself say it to him.
Without realizing she was coming up on the dock.
"How are ya lassie, come aboard." She heard Mdm. Couffaine call out to her.
"Thank you. How have you been?" She asked easily to the sweet pirate of a woman.
"All is good. He’s down in his cabin."
"Thank you." She walked down and approached the door, strums of a guitar floated through the hall. She lifted a hand up to knock, but the door swung open. She hadn’t noticed it had stopped.
"Marinette."
"Luka…" The words died in her throat, her eyes began to sting.
"It’s okay, my melody."
Yes she was relieved that everything was over but that couldn’t last. She lost her best friend, Tikki had become such a huge piece of her and now she was gone. She guarded the kwamii, learned what made each one special. Barkk's loyalty and obsession with the knight's order. Wayzz's fondness of the other's antics and his calmness. She finally let her emotions rage through her without fearing repercussions.
"Marinette!" Luka’s usual calm melted into panic as she broke down.
"It's..." She choked on her words, everything from the night before crashed against her closed eyes.
Luka started to hum, pulling her into a hug. His steady heartbeat combined with his peaceful humming calmed some small part of her. "He's gone." He leaned back, a silent question in his gaze, 'who'. "Hawkmoth." She whispered before emotion overtook her once again.
They stayed like that for a while. Luka didn't pry, didn't try to stop her from feeling everything. At some point they ended up sitting on the bed, Luka started playing his guitar.
"You know you don't have to tell me." Luka finally spoke, not missing a note. "But if you want to I'll listen."
"I..." She pursed her lips, she was about to say more when the door swung open.
"Oh!" Juleka stood in the door, surprised to see the two of them. Her emotions then schooled themselves, ignoring Marinette, and turned towards Luka. "Everyone's here." The quiet girl turned and left.
"Come on." Luka extended his hand. "You need a distraction."
She took it and let him pull her through the house boat. There on the deck was almost half the class. Kitty Section (which included Rose, Ivan, and Juleka), Mylene, Adrien, Alix, Alya and Nino who were sitting next to Lila. Everyone turned and once they saw her scowled.
"Why are you here?" Alex voiced what everyone must have been thinking,
"Well... I..." she didn't know why, just that it felt right, even as Luka dragged her on the stage.
"Come on, just try." Luka placed the microphone in her hand as he plugged his guitar into the amp.
"But I don't..." She bit her lip unsure. Luka started strumming the song only he could hear. She just had to put lyrics to it. "Okay."
She let every thing pour int her words. Her sadness, joy, anger, everything she attempted and failed to tell Luka. Her eyes steeled as she became more confident with every note. Her first target was Alya.
'Hate to give the satisfaction, asking how you're doing now
How's the castle built off people you pretend to care about?
Just what you wanted
Look at you, cool guy, you got it'
Her eyes turned and caught Adrien's as the words formed in her mind mere moments before they crossed her lips.
'I see the parties and the diamonds sometimes when I close my eyes
Six months of torture you sold as some forbidden paradise
I loved you truly
Gotta laugh at the stupidity'
Without hesitating she stared at Lila.
'Cause I've made some real big mistakes
But you make the worst one look fine
I should've known it was strange
You only come out at night
I used to think I was smart
But you made me look so naive
The way you sold me for parts
As you sunk your teeth into me, oh
Bloodsucker, famefucker
Bleedin' me dry, like a goddamn vampire'
She took a short breath before continuing.. now catching Nino's attention.
'And every girl I ever talked to told me you were bad, bad news
You called them crazy, God, I hate the way I called them crazy too
You're so convincing
How do you lie without flinching?
(How do you lie, how do you lie, how do you lie?)'
Her eyes swept her 'friends' before landing on Alix.
'Ooh, what a mesmerizing, paralyzing, fucked-up little thrill
Can't figure out just how you do it, and God knows I never will
Went for me, and not her
'Cause girls your age know better'
As she began the chorus again she closed her eyes and stepped back, furthering herself from those on the deck.
'I've made some real big mistakes
But you make the worst one look fine
I should've known it was strange
You only come out at night
I used to think I was smart
But you've made me look so naive
The way you sold me for parts
As you sunk your teeth into me, oh
Bloodsucker, famefucker
Bleedin' me dry, like a goddamn vampire'
She picked up the pace and tried to catch everyone's eyes, but they seemed to be avoiding her gaze.
'You said it was true love, but wouldn't that be hard?
You can't love anyone, 'cause that would mean you had a heart
I tried you help you out, now I know that I can't
'Cause how you think's the kind of thing I'll never understand
I've made some real big mistakes
But you make the worst one look fine
I should've known it was strange
You only come out at night
I used to think I was smart
But you made me look so naive
The way you sold me for parts
As you sunk your teeth into me, oh
Bloodsucker, famefucker
Bleedin' me dry, like a goddamn vampire'
She took a gulp of air, now standing next to Luka. His, and everyone's, attention on her as he continued before cutting abruptly. "Better?"
she never thought it would actually be so releiving, but it was. she giggled at thats, a light smile entwined in the laughter. Such a contrast to what had come out of her heart seconds ago. "Yeah. So much fucking better."
He smiled at her, a small grin, but his eyes were bright, knowing. Her heart skipped as she felt her cheeks heat up.
"Gurl! You can't just show up and diss us like nothing!" Alya shouted nearly jumping up at her.
"Good thing I didn't plan it." she grumbled at the bespekled girl.
"Bull!" Alix jumped in. "We all heard that."
"Then consider it my good bye." She replaced the microphone and started down the steps. Luka catching up to her, he took her hand and their fingers intertwined, almost like second nature.
"Don't." Juleka grabbed Luka's shoulder turning him, and her in turn. "Please." She pleaded.
"I'm dissapointed." He took a step back and
squeezed her hand. "In all of you."
He pulled her and they walked off the boat.
"They're gone." she breathed after they walked a mile or two through the city,
"Hawkmoth?" He asked.
"Yes. But..." she finally stopped. "I released them."
"Who?"
"The kwamii." Her gaze was solely on her shoes and the pavement below.
"Oh." He lifted her chin. "Are you okay with that?"
She spilled. Everything that happend the night before. Everything that led up to her outburst yesterday and earlier. All the things she avoided telling him before. Once she finished she watched his reaction, hoping he wouldn't hate her, hoping that he could forgive her. Because she is why he will never see Sass again, never getting to be a hero again.
"Are they happy?"
The question caught her off guard. "I think so."
"Then you did the right thing."
she rose up on her toes and placed a small kiss on his cheek. "Thank you,"
A flash of teal exploded in front of her, but it lasted only a second when it was gone she was about to ask what happened, but the questioned died on her lips. There on Luka's wrist sat the miraculous of the snake.
"I guess they are still watching out for us."
"They said as much." She smiled, before adding. "They also said if I needed their power they'd lend it."
"Let's not test it so soon." He pressed a kiss to her forehead before they started walking again. "So Gotham."
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Two Men in Love
Hey people! Guess who came back with a fresh new Caspeter fanfic?! 😘
A big thanks for @eds-gryff for making 👉 THIS AMAZING, BEAUTIFUL VIDEO 👈 that inspired me to write this piece (that with some luck will receive like... 5 notes or something like that).
I'm really considering to start posting my fics on AO3. Who knows...
Anyway, good reading! 🫶
P.S.: A friendly reminder that English is not my first language, so don't fuck me up, okay?
P.S. 2: The fic's title comes from the song of same name by "The Irrepressibles" (THIS IS THE CASPETER ANTHEM I WON'T ACCEPT CRITICISM! 👌)
P.S. 3: The photos and quotes used on the aesthetic were all found on Pinterest, but the edit was made BY ME. DON'T FUCKING REPOST IT!!! 😡
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The afternoon sun was already reaching its peak when Peter took the same usual route back home. He had left early in the morning to travel the long distance to the small village where he cared for his patients. The start of the day had been peaceful and, luckily, no particularly serious medical cases had to be dealt with, just minor incidents such as a 7-year-old girl with a broken ankle after falling from a tree, a lumberjack with a dislocated shoulder and an old fisherman who had some difficulty breathing - a problem definitely related to his advanced age and his addiction to smoking. Unfortunately, no matter how many times Peter warned him about the consequences of excessive cigarette use, it was a harmful habit that the old, stubborn man was not willing to give up.
The doctor was climbing the hill, coat and suitcase in each hand, admiring the green, undulating mounds that decorated the landscape that was beginning to form before his eyes. He couldn't imagine choosing a better place to spend the rest of his life - well, actually there was another place, but it was the only place he already knew he could never return to. For a moment, Peter found himself downcast, the weight of melancholy taking over his chest. It was a feeling he was already familiar with, although it became less constant with each passing year. A king could leave Narnia, but Narnia would never leave him as long as he lived. He was absolutely sure of that.
A loud noise woke him from his cloud of thoughts, and suddenly the bittersweet feeling in his heart disappeared. A dog with yellow fur and big ears came running towards him, barking at the top of his lungs, and the blond man didn't hesitate to drop his things and opened his arms to welcome him. When he least noticed, Peter found himself flung to the ground, laughing like a child as the animal on top of him licked his face, wagging the tail happily. When the dog calmed down from his euphoric state and allowed the poor man to recover, Peter sat down on the grass and scratched the animal's head right behind the ears - exactly in his favorite spot.
- I missed you too, big boy - he said with a big smile on his face.
That sweet moment was interrupted by a whistle coming from not far away. The dog turned his head and remained quiet for a moment, just looking towards the supposed place where the sound had come from. Soon after, a man's voice was heard, calling him by the name. Peter would recognize that beautiful voice from any corner of the world.
- Rhidon!
The animal didn't blink before barking and running away again. Without rushing, Peter got up and walked a few more meters until he finally saw the small cottage that, a few years ago, had become his new home. In front of the door, there was a very happy Caspian carrying Rhidon in his arms as if he were a giant baby. Peter couldn't help but laugh at such an adorable scene. The dark-haired man smiled back at him and made room for him to come in.
- I hope you're hungry. - Caspian said.
- Starving. - Peter joked.
The smell of fresh bread coming from the kitchen reached his nostrils, which quickly remind him that there were still some sweets and baked goods left in the special basket the baker's wife had given him in thanks for taking care of their sick son. Peter sat down at the table and allowed Caspian to serve him.
- Bon appétit. - Caspian placed the plate in front of his companion and leaned over to give him a little smootch.
The young telmarine had no cooking skills when he arrived in England, which was expected of a prince who spent most of his life being served by others around him. Fortunately, because he was a curious person and fascinated with everything that was different and unknown to him - one of the many reasons why Peter had fallen in love with him -, Caspian was quite willing to learn, especially having Susan and Lucy to help him. Although neither of the two boys were masters in the art of cooking, they loved creating new recipes and dishes whenever they had the opportunity. It was one of their favorite pastimes.
The cottage in which they lived was a simple but no less charming place. The walls were painted a beige tone and the windows were adorned with white shutters and small pots of wildflowers outside. It was possible to hear the slight creaking of the boards when walking on the wooden floor, but this was never considered a nuisance for any of the residents - on the contrary, it was considered a relaxing and even inviting sound for both. In the living room, there was a couch and an old armchair where the boys usually sat at the end of the day to relax in front of the cozy heat of the fireplace. 
The location of the house couldn't be more perfect either. The cottage was built in a rural area, surrounded by nature and relatively far from any sign of human life. On the other hand, the place still had a considerable distance between the village where Peter always worked - and where he and Caspian went twice a week to buy the supplies and food necessary for their daily lives - and Professor Kirke's mansion, who had become a great friend, confidant and tutor for the two young people since their last adventure in Narnia. He was responsible for helping the Pevensie siblings teach Caspian everything about their reality - he still remembered fondly from time to time of the prince's shocked expression after finding out they all lived in a round world! -, as well as being Peter's greatest guide during his journey to build his career in medicine. The couple made frequent visits to the master's house, where they also met up with Lucy and Edmund - and sometimes Susan as well - to spend the afternoon drinking tea with cookies, telling stories and even plotting little pranks to make fun of the Professor’s poor housekeeper Mrs. McCready, who had already grown new strands of gray hair since the last time they were there. Sometimes it was as if they had never stopped being children.
But the best part of it all was that Peter and Caspian no longer had to worry about hiding their love. They could court, exchange passionate kisses, walk across the field hand in hand, rest their heads on each other's shoulders, lie embraced in the meadow in the sunlight. They were free to express all the affection and intimacy that other lovers shared when were together.
The two sat at the table without saying a word for most of the meal, just exchanging shy smiles and affectionate looks. Even after all these years, they still felt and acted like two teenagers in love.
- And you? Aren't you going to eat? - Peter asked, noticing that Caspian hadn't picked up a plate for himself.
- I had already eaten before you arrived. - Caspian explained - You came back early today. How was your afternoon, doctor?
The blond one smiled at the other man's playful tone and moved his hand towards his, interlacing their fingers. From there, Peter began to tell a little about the patients he had seen that day. The two continued talking for a while until, a few minutes later, they got up and went to the couch in the living room. Peter decided to take a new book from the shelf to start reading - one of those lent by Professor Kirke -, while Caspian allowed him to lie down on his lap and just stayed there, running his fingers through his lover's golden hair and carefully watching the change in his expressions as he flip through the pages of the book in his hands.
Caspian recalled that one of the things that surprised him most when meeting Peter was seeing with his own eyes who the man behind the legend was. From idealization to disappointment to acceptance and, finally, to love, he reached a point where he realized that Peter Pevensie - the flawed, vulnerable being who was willing to carry all the burdens of the world alone for the protection of those he loved most, even that this meant putting his own pain aside and suffering in silence - was much more fascinating than the heroic and majestic figure of "The High King Peter the Magnificent'' that he had learned to adore and idolize since he was a child. He felt honored to be one of the few people to know details—intimate secrets—that couldn't be found in any dusty old history book: like the way Peter's shoulders relaxed when he lay awake at night, incapable of surrendering to sleep, sitting against the window frame watching the stars; the unique and special glow that lit up in his smile whenever Lucy was with him; all the wonderful sounds that escaped his mouth when Caspian touched and kissed him in all the right places every time they made love.
Every touch, every gesture, every perfect imperfection made Peter, his husband - perhaps not officially recognized by the law of men, or even in the eyes of God, but real to them and their dear ones - the extraordinary man he loved so so much. And Caspian hoped he had the rest of their lives to show him that.
After a while, Peter got tired of reading and, in one quick movement, closed the cover of the book and sat down. Curious, Caspian remained quiet, looking at the other man, who soon spoke with a voice full of enthusiasm:
- Let's go outside!
Before he had a chance to react, Peter was already pulling him off the couch and guiding him to the front door. It didn't take a second for Rhidon, who was previously asleep on the floor, to wake up to his owners' excitement and quickly follow them. The three of them ran out into the open air, their messy hair flying in the wind and barefoot, feeling the earth, the fallen leaves and the dew on the green grass under the soles of their feet. At that moment, they were not gentlemen of English society, nor soldiers rebuilding their lives in a chaotic world ravaged by war, much less kings of a land full of talking animals and magical creatures. They were just two happy, carefree boys with indomitable spirits and fire in their hearts. They knew they had everything they needed.
When they were both exhausted and out of breath, Peter and Caspian lay down together and watched the way the setting sun painted the sky in strong shades of orange, pink and red. Well, just Caspian, actually. Peter had all his attention focused on the young telmarine's face. The former prince's beauty never went unnoticed in his eyes, even at a time when he still believed to despise him with every fiber of his being. Honestly, the fact that the High King felt so captivated by those piercing black pupils, that tanned skin, those long dark locks that fell over Caspian's broad shoulders in beautiful waves only served to make him even more annoyed with the other’s mere presence.
Not that this was the first time a man had made Peter feel this way. Apparently, romantic relationships between people of the same gender had always been seen as something natural in Narnia, which surprised him at first, considering the fact that he was raised in a world where such an attitude was seen as something abnormal and, at worst, a crime. He remembered the few occasions he had got the attention of some members of the court and messengers from neighboring kingdoms during his and his siblings' reign. There were times when he corresponded and even took the attraction game further. But none of his suitors had ever made Peter feel what he felt when he was with Caspian. And at first, it terrified him. It did because, even after so many years, he still heard voices whispering in his mind, calling him cursed names.
Sick. Unclean. Aberration. Sinner.
But with Caspian, something changed. Those aggressive words began to lose their force. All it took was the sweetness of his smile or hearing him call Peter’s name and suddenly, all the noise inside him was reduced to the purest silence. Now, he could hold Caspian's hand without feeling dirty. He could say "I love you" in its truest meaning without feeling the weight of guilt taking over his heart. He finally allowed himself to feel pleasure, not shame, in being hugged, kissed, touched and, above all, loved by his partner.
You love him and he loves you. You are happy. You are not hurting anyone. There is nothing wrong with that.
You are not broken. You don't need fixing.
Peter stayed like this, lying on the taller man's shoulder, admiring the calm and dreamy expression on his face.
- That's what I love most. - Caspian broke the silence, his voice calm.
- What?
- Moments like this, where we can be alone. Just you and me.
And then came the smile. That damn stupid, charming smile that always made a warm blush rise to his cheeks. And there was only one thing Peter could - and desperately needed - to do about it. He propped himself up on both elbows, held Caspian's face between his hands and pressed his lips against his, giving him a long, slow, fervent kiss.
That's what made Caspian so beautiful, the blond man told himself: it wasn't just his physical beauty, but all the color and beauty he brought to Peter's world. And he had no words to describe the extent of his gratitude for having this wonderful human being by his side.
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The night was calm. The only sounds in the room were the continuous music playing on the radio station and a gentle breeze that blew against the glass of the closed windows. Even after they had already eaten dinner, Peter returned to sit at the table in the kitchen to pay attention to issues related to his work. He was analyzing some notes he had written over the last few weeks related to the project of a new clinic. For a long time, Peter saw medicine as a chance to wash his soul of all the blood he had shed in his former existence, to use his hands to heal and save lives instead of taking them. He wanted to prove to himself that he could be much more than a weapon, an instrument for violence and death. And in the end, he succeeded. But he wanted it to be just the beginning of an even bigger plan.
The young man was so deep in his thoughts that he almost jumped out of his chair when he heard the clinking of the saucer being placed on the table. Peter soon felt the hot steam from the teacup being blown into his face.
- To keep you awake. - Caspian's gentle voice reached his ears.
- I'm not that tired. - Peter replied without looking up from the papers - You know, you don't need to pamper me all the time. I'm already grown up.
Caspian just snorted at his husband's typical petulance. It was a silly behavior he was already quite used to.
- But that's how our relationship works: you take care of everyone. And I - he paused his sentence to approach and kiss Peter's left cheek and only then completed - I take care of you. So, accept this at once and stop complaining.
All Peter did was roll his eyes and simply accept his lover's affectionate gesture.
- Thank you. - Peter said, this time in a more delicate and less irritated tone. In return, Caspian held one of his hands and placed a kiss on his fingers, letting his lips take time to caress that pale, soft skin. When that contact finally ceased, the telmarine was taken by surprise when he noticed the way the man sitting in front of him stared back at him, following his every slightest movement, without ever looking away.
Peter's eyes were the first thing that caught Caspian's attention when they met. Those blue eyes, deep and clear as the ocean, sometimes calm and peaceful, sometimes restless and stormy, where giant waves crashed and broke against each other. Caspian always felt like he found a new adventure every time he looked into those eyes, a new secret to be revealed, a new dark corner to be found, an infinite number of possibilities and mysteries that would be impossible to discover in a single life. Even those who called themselves the bravest explorers would be intimidated by the sight of those turbulent and unpredictable waters, but Caspian wasn't one of them. He came from a long lineage of pirates, the daring and danger of the seas ran through his veins. He was not afraid of drowning - in fact, he gladly embraced this possibility.
Suddenly, a slow, romantic ballad started playing on the radio, waking the two lovers from their frenzy - or maybe it was just carrying them into a new dream.
- Would you give me the privilege of follow me in this dance? - Caspian invited him, speaking in a low, deep voice in a way that let his Spanish accent even more evident. He knew very well the effect such seductive move used to have on Peter and how to use it to his advantage.
- The tea will get cold. - the other one stammered in a failed attempt to disguise the desire that took his breath away.
The dark-haired man just chuckled cheekily.
- Just shut up.
Peter didn't even try to retort as he knew that any form of resistance would be futile. He just stood up and let Caspian guide them to the little slice of Heaven the two of them shared.
Since the first time he and his siblings were sent away from Narnia, Peter didn't believe that he would ever be able to feel such genuine joy in worldly things again, like taking an afternoon nap in the shade of a tree, inhaling the scent of the pages of a book when you open it, feeling a snowflake melting on your tongue or even practicing small acts of altruism and kindness on a daily basis that were capable of transforming lives in miraculous ways - he also quickly learned that he didn’t need to be a powerful hero to help those who needed it most.
And of course, dancing at night in the middle of the kitchen with your love. It was another one of his favorite pastimes. Two bodies united, moving in time and space. Heart against heart, beating like drums, sharing the same melody. They were flames, burning and turning everything around them into shadows and smoke, until there was nothing left but the music and two souls naked in the starlight.
The tea was left forgotten on the top of the table, along with all his responsibilities. At that moment, Peter's only reality was Caspian's hair tangled between his fingers, those strong arms running around his hips and the heat of the young man’s lips brushing the skin of his neck. He had never felt so much pleasure in being totally surrendered. All Peter could do was close his eyes, sigh deeply, and just exist.
After that, it's not known exactly how much time has passed. Any sense of hours or minutes became completely clouded and scattered. One moment, the two men were standing in the kitchen and the next, they had been magically transported to the bedroom, taking off their clothes and continuing their dance, but this time, to a rhythm that only they could hear. It was an old song of which only they knew the notes, the rests and the chords. They were the only ones who knew which parts of the body they needed to touch with their hands or mouth to make the other moan, scream and sing.
At the end of the act, the two found themselves thrown onto the messy bed sheets, sweaty bodies intertwined in the darkness. Peter rested his forehead against Caspian's collarbone and closed his eyes, inhaling the scent of his skin and concentrating on the heavy rise and fall of the boy's chest. Then, he felt Caspian wrap his arms around him and slowly slide his hands down his back, massaging specific points on his spine with circular movements of his thumbs. It was a calm, relaxing sensation that made all the tension in the blond's muscles disappear, allowing him to sink into a deep sleep.
It was still something strange to him, being with someone who made him feel safe, protected. In most situations, it was Peter who was forced to take on the mantle of protector, as the eldest brother and as king. It was a challenge to give up this role that he had imposed on himself for so long. It took patience and reflection for him to finally understand that his family was no longer in danger, that the war was already over. That he didn't need to fight anymore. Of course, there were still days when he was haunted by terrible echoes of the past, nights when he woke up to the sound of his own crying and the screams in his head, afternoons when he walked very attentively down the street or stood still for a minute in front of the cottage’s door in an unusual state of alert, as if he feared that something bad was about to happen at any moment.
Now, everything had changed. Peter had found someone he could show his demons to and he knew they wouldn't run away. Not that he had never been vulnerable when he was around his siblings. It was hard not to be when the four of them knew each other better than anyone else: Susan could read his thoughts with just a single look. After years of fighting side by side on the battlefield, Peter and Edmund's minds worked as one, always predicting and preceding each other's every move and strategy. Lucy's presence was enough to calm the storm of emotions that shook his insides.
But with Caspian, that feeling had a different flavor. It wasn't better, nor worse, it was just… new. Peter would face a thousand armies out of love for his family and his kingdom. The love he felt for Caspian made him want to lay down his sword and strip off his armor forever. It was the kind of love that made him want to live, not just survive.
Yes, sometimes all a king needed was a safe haven to lean on. Sometimes, what a king needed most was just someone he could be weak with.
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ooooooooh i’m gonna send u many many of these and hope u are still doing them………
2, 5, 8, 17, 21, 64, 65, 74
(you absolutely do not have to answer all of these. or any of them. MWAH <3)
Thank you my wonderful friend :)
2 answered here.
5. have you ever made a playlist about something you were writing as an elaborate means to procrastinate when you could have been actually writing and if yes drop a link, son.
Yes! I made a few, but most recently for there is no other land https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6UK9NfK7D2yGyKcnl2rcbK?si=sYww7vJjTWyETpZJcjyzig&pi=u-b9oh9EvcRD-m
8. what’s your relationship with constructive criticism and feedback like? do you seek it out? how well do you take it?
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I do not seek it out, I probably should. I definitely don’t take it well at first (see above) but I like to think after that I make use out it. Truth be told, I wish I was better at taking it because I’d love to improve myself as a writer so please send me any you have (or anyone, or as an anon if you don’t feel comfortable). I feel like with fandom, there’s not much constructive criticism, it’s either lovely lovely comments or random anonymous, mean but not helpful comments (which I thankfully have not received much of but have seen it).
17. what is your favorite line you’ve ever written?
I cannot think of any I love the most haha So I'm going to share this paragraph and you can pretend it's a run on sentence from ignite your bones:
He was pissed at Jamie right now, too. Pissed that the muppet had wormed his way into Roy’s heart years ago. Pissed, he forced his way into a tiny crevice and made it a chasm big enough for Sam, and Isaac and Colin and every other Greyhound under his charge over the years. Because now he cared about them. Now he had to worry about them. Now he had to worry about Jamie.
21. pick a writer to co-write a book with and tell us what you’d write about.
I'm still trying to write a fic with @fanficfanattic I'm not sure I could handle a whole ass book.
64. what is your favourite title for a fic you’ve read?
Oh there are so many! and do not recognize us as we pass by you is fave, as is i saw the end (it looked just the middle) by @antitheticaally, oh god, you're gonna get it (you have not been given love) by @jamiesfootball, To All The Better Places by @asteria-argoand All I Have (And a Little More) by @kvetchinglyneurotic just off the top of my head.
65. what is your favourite title for a fic you’ve written?
I really like there is no other land because I use song lyrics so much and I feel like it fits the fic really really well. I also love hope the skin heals where the pain enters because I feel like it also fits the story well.
74. are you a planner, pantser, or planster?
I'm a planster, leaning more towards panster than planner. I usually have a generally outline, sometimes it's just in my head. My longer fics have an outline but the shorter ones, some definitely all full panster mode especially the whumptober shorter ones.
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Hey!
This doesn't have anything to do with BLs, but I am new to the blog and just found out that you speak several languages! I was wondering if you could tell me which ones you speak and how you learned them? If you've already made a post about this I'm so sorry. I couldn't find anything when I went through your tags.
Anyway, I'm trying to learn Thai, and have no idea where to start. If you have any advice, I desperately need it.
Thank you!
hi there!
well. that depends on how you define speak lmao. I know a few but the issue is that I barely get any practice in my day to day life so it's hard to maintain them lol. besides my first language + english I know french, mandarin and thai. french I learned in school for 8 years or so and I actually enjoyed it a lot but it's gotten very rusty since graduating lol. which is sad because I really wanna take it up again. But since I started learning it at a young age, I can still understand a lot of it though.
mandarin I learned in university for 2 years and I absolutely loved it, we had the best teacher and it was like my favorite class ever lol. I was planning on taking an advanced class after graduating but I just didn't have the time. Which is also a bummer. For learning materials we had books and exercise sheets.
thai I started learning by myself about 3 years ago and then ended up taking online classes and eventually present classes when I went to thailand last year. I had the best time there, the teachers were amazing and the classes were so much fun. The school provided us with learning material in the form of books on grammar, writing & speaking.
I would say the most essential thing for learning languages is a) your determination and b) the teacher/s because those 2 things determine how fast you learn, at least in my experience. I was lucky to have very skilled teachers for all languages I learned which helped a lot. you have to have motivation too though. Especially some of the asian languages can be challenging, depending on your mother tongue and other languages you know. But you really have to want it in order to learn. Otherwise it can be difficult lol.
Another tip is to surround yourself with the language as much as possible in your daily life. No matter if it's series, movies, songs, tweets or whatever but the more you submerge yourself in it, the easier the learning process will be. But again, I'm only speaking from my experience.
I wish you good luck with learning thai, try to speak as much as possible because that's the hardest part lmao. And don't let the alphabet scare you lol. susu! ✊🏻
xxx
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datrb · 3 months
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2023 art review!
Even if this year wasn't the biggest on art, due to my physical condition (especially in last couple of months), it would still be nice to look back on what i did as an artist throughout it!
This is gonna be a fun ride...
So, let's dive straight into it, shall we?
Continuation under the cut
January
2023 started on a high note, with me just having finished the King piece, and moving on to the next big thing, being an AvA3/5 double piece.
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Sadly, during the process i messed up big time which led to me being unable to finish the piece the way i wanted to, rendering this project an eternal WIP. However, i still cherish the idea and do wish to either redraw, or complete it.
February
Doing 2 big projects one after another did end up affecting my overall drive, so i spent majority of that month just making sketches.
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First one is a little redraw/redesign of my old character - Derek, whom i used for a roleplay with my friends like 3 or 4 years ago, and second one is Deach, a character from my fantasy setting.
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Also, back then i joined a new fandom, people in which have reminded me of my admiration for SCP, after which me and my friends proceeded to make OCs for it. Was a fun time! (Also this access card was sold by me as a YCH, sadly i couldn't really find buyers, so yikes)
March
By march is slowly started recovering from january's disappointement and was a bit more productive already. One of my friends really helped with it too.
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A musician friend of mine reached out to me, asking to develop a design for a villain character in the plot he was working on. After listening to the theme song i couldn't resist. This ended up being one of my favorite designs so far, and i adore its look in neon.
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In the meantime, i kept working on my fantasy setting, refining more minor details of designs and stories, yet having to reserve only to making sketches as i was too busy with college and other projects. Characters you see on screen are Ian and Lanfor respectfully. One is a strong yet troubled mage and other is a great Emperor, and even better person.
April
I'd say april was one of the most productive months of this year, mostly because i managed to snatch some time for myself and my setting, which allowed me to complete two full pieces and achieve some extreme progress with my story.
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This piece is an illustration to a scene i wrote for two of the characters, Lanfor and Emile, called "Night Visitor". This was a scene of a reunion of two old friends. A bittersweet, yet a lovely work. Love both the written one as well as the illustration.
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This one was more of a... Proof of concept. Needed to test out the expresiveness of the design for one or a relatively new characters - Covlar. Was originally a simple sketch on paper, but i couldn't resist the urge of making it into a complete illustration. I then proceeded to make a few notes for this scene. Both want to write it properly and avoid it at all cost... Best to avoid it, for my own sanity.
May
May was a bit of trainwreck, because i got a brand new laptop, which took me quite some time to get used to and even more time to reassure myself that it is in fact alright for me to draw on this suspicioiusly thin piece of tech.
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Ironically enough, the only vomplete piece i drew that month was drawn on my old laptop. This screenshot redraw was to made to honour the premiere of AvA6 ep.1. Sadly, i did it a bit late because fo technical issues, but i still had a ton of fun doing it.
June
June was... Chaotic, to say the least. Mostly because i finally got comfortable with the new laptop and could now draw a lot more freely due to it being a lot more compact than the original one, which worked almost like a PC. Besides, i got a ton more free time because semester finals ended up being a breeze.
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Ended up making a ton sketches and doodles, that i didn't actually plan to finish, but still enjoyed a ton. Here are some of them
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Then, ofc, the memes and the gand redesign, because AvA6 just had to break all of my portrayals. But, i mean, after AvM s3 my original designs did become a bit dated.
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The biggest pride and saddest of failures was this picnic piece, however. I still plan on finishing it, but it is hard doing so, when i have changed quite a bit of my artstyle by now.
July
July was quite lazy. Semester ended and i spent that entire month out of the city. It was a great time, very peaceul indeed.
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And again, that musician friend from before came into clutch, asking me to develop another design for his other project. And again a villain. He said he really liked how i draw bastard type of characters.
August
Well this is where fun began. End of summer break means i have just this much time to actually draw something i would never have time to draw normally.
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For me to draw something to commemorate a new episode is almost like a tradition at this point. And, given how long it's been since i made anything that would require effort, no wonder i have chosen arguably the most complex piece to pull off energy-wise. Yet i did and now i simply adore this piece, even if it did render me disabled. (I crunched through all of this piece, pulling off 40+ hours of work in just 4 days, so naturaly it ended up worsening my condition by a lot)
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Then i also proceeded to do all of these tiny side projects, like Victim ask, which i couldn't last long at due to my condition, and working on a design for my favourite streamer. (Which i cannot show as the work is not complete an it's best if i avoid spoilers)
September and October
These two months i spent being unable to draw at all via a doctor's advice. Arguably, these two were the hardest months for me to handle.
I assume you can imagine how hard it is to suddenly stop being able to do what you love, regardless of how much you wish to do it.
Novemer
*Nervous laughter* I... actually still wasn't allowed to use my hand, but that didn't stop me and i ended up making an entire series of sketches to celebrate AvA6 ep2.
"Small in big quantity will sure be less exhausting than a single big thing" - (C) Me, proably
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I will admit, i still adore all of these sketches and each of them deserves to become a fully fledged piece in it's own right, but i really better keep them as they are. For my own safety.
December
As you way have expected, this month will stay without a single thing from me. It's not because i don't want to, but because i can't. And, given the circumstance, it better stay that way.
Afterword
I finally got my diagnosis and soon enough i will start active treatment for my condition. It would be a shame to make this worse than it already is with impulses like those that happened in november, so i am making this post as a way to draw a line for myself.
It is still kinda crazy to realize that there are quite a few people interested in what i make, so i will make sure to take my recovery as responcible as possible, and then come back to you with even more art in the upcoming year! Let's be positive about it.
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So a long time ago, I promised @cookietastic a rec list of danzen fics, and bc I am treating myself today I'm finally making it. First, complete works, all fairly short:
Aftercare: a drabble by @libertinepast for everyone craving something based off of Chozen's proclivity for getting his hands on Daniel
Untitled by @iamtheremin - look, you can really never go wrong reading anything by theremin, but her danzen fics are particularly beautiful imo. This is - I almost don't want to reveal too much because the build up is so beautifully done so let's say it's about Daniel bounding out as he does, curious and open and half-cocked even as an old man, and what comes of that.
Untitled 2 by @iamtheremin - A missing scene fic for season 5, Chozen POV. god it's got everything - a wonderful Kumiko and some understanding of Damiko's whole deal too. A play on the infamous NINY scene with a happier ending. WINGMAN JOHNNY god might be my actual favorite and nearly impossible to find thing. Misunderstandings. It's just so lovely.
draw the curtain, come back to bed by @youandthemountains - yes, me. Look, I know it's got to be in bad taste to recommend yourself, but. I do reread this constantly. I really gave myself what I wanted and I actually feel good that I communicatrd what I wanted to. It's also a missing scenes fic for s5, but this one is about quiet intimacy and rest.
@phoomwhoosh 's Danzen 90s AU - look it's what it says in the title, and it's so dreamy and sugarspun - in every way, sweet and hot. Enjoy a lovely Kumiko cameo in the second part.
I Know We're Karate Cousins But... by @merv606 - speaking of hot, some fantastic Amanda/Daniel/Chozen smut. Love this vision of the Larussos.
Old Acquaintance by @iamtheremin - As the luckiest person in the world, this was a fantastic birthday gift last year. Chozen reminisces about old loves and old selves as he enjoys his new present.
Last Thoughts by @danielslaw - beautiful missing scene fic about the aftermath of the final Silver fight. Wounds and near-death love confessions.
Putting Out the Fire by @idontknowkaratebutiknowcrazy - man, let me tell you. This fic. So empathetic to both Chozen and Daniel. So funny and lively. So sweet and charged. It's set in s5, during the cut the head off the snake scene. Finally Daniel's adoring smile there gets the good hard kiss it deserves in response.
Anything to be Your Baby by @macchiatosdumptruck - again speaking of smut, if you're looking for sugarbaby Daniel in a kind of Crime AU, you've got it here.
And now the amazing WIPs - some a little longer, but all so worth it imo
I Forget Where We Were by @ladyifrit - FIC OF ALL TIME. A fantastic secret santa, this is a Daniel/Amanda, Daniel/Chozen and eventual Daniel/Amanda/Chozen fic exploring the missing scenes from the aftermath of Daniel's beating at Stingray's house. It's such a good character study of Amanda and exploration of the Larussos, I love it so much.
Pictures of You by @chwheeler - WHAT IF young Daniel and Chozen got into sexting before it was cool, and became odd pen pals who exchanged softcore hot photographs instead of letters because vulnerability hard? WHAT IF you were craving a fic that felt like a Carly Rae Jepsen song? WHAT IF you wanted to read about the cast of kk2 with real, full lives and feelings and humor?
And some shameless WIP plugs of mine:
Like Tears in the Rain for CK Halloween (I know...) a loose Blade Runner AU. What if Terry Silver used those riches to work with an evil tech company to build a Daniel Android? What if there are multiple Daniels, only one flesh and blood one, and all of them feel like the real Danie to themselves? What if that sense of something wrong with them is correct for some of them? Endgame is Daniel/Chozen and Daniel/Amanda, but two different types of Daniel's.
Serei no Mai for the Secret Santa - a Daniel/Kumiko/Chozen endgame AU of the Lindsey Lohan Christmas movie. Daniel moved to Okinawa in the 90s where he helped a married Yukie and Miyagi run a hotel. Chozen ended up following Kumiko on tour as she followed her ballerina dreams. He hasn't been back to Okinawa since his exile, but when he's called to return home, a series of events leads to him being an amnesiac in a conflicted Daniel's bed.
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Tagged by @schumi-nadal and @fisherkings thank u for tagging me guys it's always an honour, love youuu😘😘
Rules: post 10 of your favorite comfort mfovies then tag 10 people.
1. X Men movie series. Definitely, absolutely, undoubtedly, comfort movie. X Men. I remember watching the prequels with my brother as a kid when it's only the two of us at home. It's not just a comfort movie it's literally a fricking nostalgia for me. Then continued watching the whole timeline when I had my own computer.
2. STAR WARS MOVIES!!! Been a fan since I was a literal toddler and grew up with this. All sorts of nostalgia will come rushing to me and I will immediately feel hugged everytime I listen to the theme and just, see a familiar character. hey I don't know any lore cause I don't watch the cartoons but I watch enough to know what's going on🤷
3. Mean Girls. Yes, I watch Mean Girls on repeat everytime I eat lunch, it helps me eat cause I get distracted by all the drama going on, it's not nostalgic or anything cause I first watched it like two years ago but it is definitely a favourite and an absolute comfort movie.
4. Any Ghibli movies, I mean cmon, Ghibli!!! All my childhood anime movies are made from Ghibli. I love every single one of themm
5. Any Barbie movies (especially the Mariposa one, and the Princess Academy one and OMG THE MERMAID ONE!!) wait the mermaid one definitely needs its own like thing but I'm just putting it here. THE MERMAID BARBIE IS SO ICONIC I LOVE THAT MOVIE SO SO MUCH omg I have to rewatch
6. Twilight Series. Don't- actually. yes. I don't care anymore, I will not keep denying the fact that I LOVE this movie. It's part of my childhood and this movie really gave me alot of memories, I always watch the series whenever I'm sad or stressed about school..which is, all the time.
7. GOTG trilogy. Ugh, I mean I'm a Marvel fan in general (but I lean more to X Men), but Guardians Of The Galaxy will always be special to me. And the trilogy ended this year too and lemme tell you i CRIED. I remember begging my brother to lend me his USB so I can watch the first movie, and I did (took me a few weeks) and then BAM! Found comfort characters, all their songs became my comfort songs and immediately became a comfort movie, seriously the whole movie feels like home to me, god I love them.
8. Brokeback Mountain. I don't need to say anything about this, explains alot already.
9. Interstellar. Loved that movie to the CORE. watched it on the cinema and this movie made me fall in love with Nolan.
10. mmm I can't think of anything anymore but uhhh 2001: A Space Oddysey. Love it forever and always, the beginning of time and all that, loved the book it's one of my favourite books. And then the movie was just out of this world (literally) soundtrack? Top. Acting? Absolutely fantastic. Cinematography? yES. Perfection. I have an interest in the topic which is why I just feel so happy when I rewatch it..
Tagging...uhhh: @yoellglia @swaggypsyduck @tam-is-blogging @thefrootloopman @hubillusion @jcferrero @bluespring864 @raulsevyn @soronya @janesurlife (I'd love to tag all of you, yes the one who is reading this, but it says 10, I love you all very much tho😘)
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okay pretz... top 5 songs? dare i ask for sea shanties specifically?
HI BLU!! OK, THIS IS A FUN ONE!! I ADORE SEA SHANTIES MORE THAN ANYTHING >:D
1. Elephant's Dance - Ye Banished Privateers
This is my favorite ever since I started listening to sea shanties! It was one of the first I ever heard and it's absolutely amazing.
I get chills when they get to "we are born of the salt, we are children of the sea, we don't bend our knees for no king or country, so we hoist the Jolly Roger, the colors of the free, and if we hit the Gallows that's the way that it must be". This. THIS 👈👈👈👈 I LOVE IT!!
Whenever I listesn to it I have a whole animatic with my characters playing in my head. I'm happy
2. Fly With the Seagulls - Anchorsmashed
THIS ONE!! I only discovered it fairly recently, some months ago (ok probably half a year or a bit more but I have no concept of time). I LOVE IT!!
"If I could fly as high as a seagull, if i could glide on top of the wind, I would make my way on shore, I would make my way in land, I would sleep in those green fields again" - same buddy, I too would like to be a seagull and fly over land and sea, appreciate it all from above and be free like a bird, able to fly wherever I want, whenever I please
I love this song because of it, but also,,,,, c'mon there's a bird. I'm presdictable
3. The Day of the Clipper - The Jolly Rogers, Bounding Main
The vocals on this one!! And the overall just happy tone of it!! And i'm sorry but "we rather fight the weather than the fishes down bellow, God help us if the riggin' ever fails" is so????? THE VOICES!!! THE WAY THE WOMEN BLEND IN SO NICELY WITH THE MEN!! WHEN I HEAR THIS SONG I CAN ONLY THINK OF A SOFT BREEZE WHILE I STAND ON THE BEACH!!
It's sacred, i have to listen to it as I look upon the ocean and daydream- i love this one, the vibes are just amazing!
4. Round The Cape - The Longest Johns
THE VIBES!! THE BEAT!!! IT'S ABSOLUTE GOLD I LOVE IT SO MUCH!!!
Yeah I have animatics inside my head for every one of these songs but like. One of my favorite animatics is this one :3 trust me
I sing this one all the time! It makes me happy >:]
5. The Flying Dutchman - The Jolly Rogers
This one was very hard to choose 😭 i had like. Three songs that would fit in here but i had to chooses only one so here it is 🥲
This one was q surprise for me when I first heard it! It starts WAY more calmer than it actually is, I never expected for it to be so????? Agitated??? Stormy????? Anyway I love the vibe 👍
6 (bonus because I already wrote all of this before i decided to change 5). Welcome to Tortuga - Ye Banished Privateers
THE ISLAND OF TORTUGA IS A HEAVEN FER OUR SALTY KIND! WHERE SIXTEEN 'UNDRED HARLOTS CAN HELP A MATE UNWIND, WITH FORTY-ODD TAVERNS CAN QUENCH YER HEVY THIRST!! ALL THANKS TO HENRY MORGAN, THE MAN FOR WHOM WE FIGHT!
SO JOIN OUR BAND OF BROTHERS AND BE A LAWLESS BUCCANEER OR SAIL WITH KING CHARLES' BLESSING AS A PRIVATEER! THEN, COME SPEND YER LOOT HERE, IN OUR DARK BUT FRIENDLY PORT! DON'T BE A GREEDY CHEAP-ARSE, YER LIFE IS FAR TOO SHORT!!
SO HOLD ON TO YER SABER, YE SPANIARDA AND YE SAILOR, 'CUZ U'RE HEADED FOR TORTUGA AND THE BRETHREN OF THE COAST! SO HOLD ON TO YER POUCHES, SPOUSES, TO YER TROUSERS! OR THE WHORES OF HENRY MORGAN WILL SNATCH YE FORM YER POST!
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i was tagged by @horkey to share my 9 favorite albums !!!
i have brain worms and i literally just listen to songs over and over until another one appears in my rotation and move on. so that's why i chose the albums that i love or loved or have an specific connection to me. also i know I'm insanely basic but it's okay <3
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first is renaissance by beyonce: the way this album had me hooked since 2022 and i still absolutely lose it when i listen to it again. the research in it. the love and dedication put in this album. i genuinely love it so much it's so close to my heart. i always have fun with it and i always keep on singing it.
lemonade by beyonce: i remember when it came out and i listened to it and thinking this is so good i love it but then i absolutely ignored it until i started to listen to it again a little while ago and holy fuck the way you can feel this album. the anger. the redemption. the forgiveness. the whole process of it.
fine line by harry styles: this has more to do with love on tour than the album itself. i did listen to it a lot when it came out but then i feel like everything that came with this album made me change the way i approach certain things in life. the colorful of it all
emotion by carly rae jepsen: mostly side a but also side b is so good. i love the way she can make you feel the joy and this specific aesthetic she has. i am not the same person while listening to her and while I'm not listening to her. she gives me hope and love. it's so important
born this way by lady gaga: instead of a review I'll tell you an anecdote. she did reach south america with the tour and i went to the concert with a rolling stones croptop and red lipstick which made me the devil according to my grandma. she and her sister tried to convince my mom not to let me go to the concert telling her that i was going to be recruited by the devil
gone now by bleachers: *HUGE SIGH* first and foremost i am a jack antonoff hater first and a human second. that man is my mortal enemy. all of his songs sound the same and all of taylor swifts songs sound the same since he started to work with her. BUT that's the big point with gone now bc when this album came out the idea was fresh and new and the motif repeated in it helped me during a terrible time with mental health bc somehow it understood my ocd better than i did. i do not know how to explain that. that being said. i hate you jack antonoff and fuck you
women in music part iii by haim: there are three things i think whenever i think of haim 1. that tiktok of them dancing their heart out in a concert but it was kinda funny 2. how this album scratches a specific itch i have for indie rock music that reminds me of songs that my parents used to listen to but by women and it fills the 15 year old reads too much feminism tumblr girlie (gn) in me who would've loved to have this album in school but also thank fuck she didn't bc she would have been insufferable with it
brand new eyes by paramore: this is how i got introduced to emo. my middle school best friend was obsessed with hayley and i was absolutely mad that she had a great voice and I couldn't sing for shit. all i wanted still rips my heart out whenever i listen to it. it guided me when Things got Started.
danger days by my chemical romance: shut the fuck up. it's so good it's great it's amazing. it wasn't a moment like the black parade but maybe you should sit down and listen to summertime and maybe you'll understand. planetary go it's the best thing ever. fuck everything. she's perfect actually. vampire money is hilarious
what didn't make the cut:
1. beyonce by beyonce: why? i already put two beyonce albums and don't get me wrong i love all of her songs but I'm not on the beyhive and I'm only here to enjoy her music and the horse memes
2. electra heart by marina: yes i was a teen in the 2010s
3. how big how blue how beautiful by florence and the machine: objectively is not that good of an album and all of my classmates told me it sounded old but she was there singing for me on repeat while i went through it. she's amazing. those vocals. i feel like a sports commentator talking about her. also what happened to the machine it's just florence now
4. nevermind by nirvana: yes yes pretentious yes yes basic whatever. i like to listen to my little drums drumming
5. crash by charli xcx: i like the album a lot and i would listen to it on repeat whenever I'm in the car but I don't feel as strong about it as with the rest
6. that one pink album by the 1975: i hate the 1975 and they're all awful. unfortunately they did leave their mark on me during the era they pretended to be decent human beings. it's embarrasing some songs sound like friendship nowadays and they matter to me because of that. nostalgia is a bitch.
7. limon y sal by julieta venegas: this album was there when i was a kid who enjoyed this with her cousin. this album is here for me in my 20s giving me everything i need to feel whenever i feel like I'm overwhelmed. absolutely a classic. a banger. you couldn't recreate it you couldn't replace it
8. blackout by britney spears: learned this album one song at a time with one of the first girls who talked to me when i joined a different school. to pati. i still think how you taught me to enjoy music
9. un verano sin ti by bad bunny: say whatever you wanna say about bad bunny but i never really payed attention to reggaeton until he started doing it and then he gave me a huge slap on the face and made me realize that everything i understood about it was bullshit. then he dropped this and changed the world. whatever. it's a banger or bangers .
I'm tagging: @elcomienzopinguino @sportsthoughts @gritty-big-naturals @am8zing
but i gotta say you don't have to explain anything about them, i just Went Out because i have never been capable of shutting the fuck up
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mad-komet · 3 months
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15 People 15 Questions
I was tagged by @fedorovista :)
1. are you named after anyone?
Yes actually, a fictional character and I hate it. So I go by Jonas - kinda inspired by a character, but I just like the name.
2. when was the last time you cried?
I cry very rarely (guy problem), but I watched It's a Wonderful Life for the first time a few days ago and that shit had tears streaming down my face and everything.
3. do you have kids?
Haha, no
4. what sports do you play/have you played?
I was more of a band kid, but I played Soccer and Flag Football (the two footballs) both very briefly, but I 100% was just picking dandelions the whole time #gay - Got into weightlifting a few years ago
5. do you use sarcasm?
Never
6. what’s the first thing you notice about people?
I never know what to say for this, I feel like it's different for every person - it's usually like how they carry themselves, their clothes, their voice; something distinctive that helps me remember them.
7. what’s your eye color?
Brown? Light brown or hazel (like the kind where it's two-tone red/green)
8. scary movies or happy endings?
Depends on the mood, but I am always up to watch horror movies.
9. any talents?
I'm pretty good with languages? I'm conversational in four, other than english, but I know the basics of like a ton more. (Around B2 or C1 in French, the one I'm currently freshest with)
10. where were you born?
Mid-west college town, Indiana. You know how it is.
11. what are your hobbies?
Piano, Learning Folks Songs, Cycling (when it's warm), Cooking, and watching hockey :)
12. do you have any pets?
Live with my parents, we have 2 cats and a dog.
13. how tall are you?
Making me out myself as short huh? 5'4 (not even trans, just short)
14. favorite subject in school?
I liked most of my classes, but maybe history? I still love watching documentaries and reading non-fiction - I know way too much history.
15. dream job?
I do not dream of labor... still figuring this one out tbh, the past few years have not been conducive to imagining a positive future lmao. A writer? Astronomer? actually it's one of my biggest dreams to go somewhere with almost no light pollution and see the Real night sky. Those few remote counties in Maine or something.
I'll tag @islesnucks @brokenanxiety @mathewbaldzal @sergeifyodorov @arber-xhekaj @sregnarkroywen and anyone else who wants to do it <3
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After seeing royal, what's ongeiki? I don't think we have that where I'm from
omg omg omg ok so it's a rythm game mixed with a bullet hell! I've never seen one outside of japan but I'm sure somewhere has em imported Ive just never seen one
The controls look like this, 2 sets of 3 colored red, green, and blue buttons, 2 large purple buttons on the sides, and 1 movement stick in the middle.
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The rythm game part is pretty simple, there are lanes with colored blocks that tell ya which key you have to hit. Rythm game stuff right?
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But you'll notice theres characters at the bottom of the screen, as well as health bars on the sides. And theres 2 red circles in the middle of the playfield that arent notes.
Firstly, the health bars of the enemy side (red) will go down as you hit notes. Each song is framed as a battle! By the end of the song you will beat a boss.
Secondly, lets look at your player at the bottom of the screen
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The characters have to be moved via the movement stick to stay within the playfield, so you have to make sure your player character stays on the field while also hitting notes.
And lastly the pink circles are bullets from the enemy side that must be avoided.
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They can move around freely as well!!
There are also yellow ones called bells that are optional collectables for the player! This screenshot also has you fighting the boss!!
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The game also has a gacha system (because, Japan) but it is entirely seperate from gameplay!! But still... shiny cards... My weakness.... (Hence Royal's Gacha addiction. Sorry buddy but a fursona is a fursona you gain my pain)
I should also mention I used https://www.youtube.com/@LimeAsagiri for my screenshots since I looove their channel!! They have a bunch bunch bunch of videos of ongeki as well as other rhythm games too!! I just used their most popular video for screenshots and you can watch it too to see how its played properly!!
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Theres also this video from Yakkocmn I like from a few years ago (I just found this video today actually while getting a photo for Royals ref,, I've been binging the channel while working lol) Which is cool since its in english and displays the gacha cards too!!! Def recomend watching!!
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My absolute FAVORITE thing about the game is the big purple side buttons. My first time watching the game being played I was absolutely POGGING. HIT THEM!!!! HIT THEM HIT THEM GRRRRRR ITS SO COOOOOL. For me its just peak gaming!!!!!!!!!1 Normal rhythm game... then SLAM SLAM SLAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (very postitive)
Thank you for asking about ongeki I really like this silly game lmao,,, Dunno If I did any good explaining how it works and what makes it cool but if nothing else I've linked videos to help lmao
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eradicatetehnormal · 2 months
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It's Over For Now
The questions! Lilith made a deal to stay in heaven? BITCH. What do you want Alastor? To be free, I guess. They formed parts of the hotel around angelic metal and that's how the building falling hurt that angel. Sir Pentious went to heaven? So is hell essentially more like a purgatory as opposed to a final destination? You would think that human souls would have more incentive to fight off the angels than the citizens of cannibal town. Aren't they natives of hell?
That's the main issue with the show. Partially because they didn't have the time, and partially because they were moving too fast, there's not a lot of good world-building or lore. The lore that does exist is in the comics or the live streams and it's like, I shouldn't have to do homework to watch something that isn't a sequel. (Though, I'm hypocritical as a KH and Descendants fan. Maybe I should just watch and play better shit, idk).
I generally liked the series though. I just wished it had more time. Like everyone else has already said, the standout is the songs. Man, these songs slapp. I even like the ones hated by song writers like the songs in episode 2 and 6. Although the one in episode 7 where she goes to Cannibal Town? I didn't like that one at all. It was not a vibe.
Even with its lack of world and character building, there are still characters that manage to stand out. Namely, Angel, Alastor, and Lucifer, though Charlie is also great.
I remember Korey Coleman from Double Toasted saying that this Lucifer was his favorite iteration of the character. I see why. A lot of iterations portray him as pure evil and if they go for good, he's straight up a good guy. I guess Persona 5 is the best example of what I can come up with right now. Here, he's still a good guy, but he's torn down by his loneliness and feels like a failure. A decent reimagining of the cocky, manipulative, self-righteous, biblical character.
The reason Angel is so good is pretty simple. The show actually took the time to humanize him and get us to understand him. When you think back to episode 4, it's almost disappointing that Sir Pentious got to heaven before he did. That's all I'll say about episode 4. I feel like if you're anywhere that isn't Twitter, you've seen more people, survivors and others alike, defend the episode as opposed to despise it.
Alastor is by far my favorite character even if he didn't do much. Most people agree that they're happy that he's the one thing the show has managed to shroud in mystery. Who's leash is he on? How is Charlie going to help him? What favor did he ask of Charlie? Why was he so into the idea of rebelling against heaven? What made him think he could take on Adam? Was the whole Charlie's Dad thing a jist? If so, why was he irritated at Lucifer showing he was close with his daughter? Why was there an emphasis on Charlie being under his guidance in the episode 7 song? IT'S GOTTA BE LILITH'S LEASH HE'S ON.
Technically, this show isn't more than a 6 out of 10 and that might be generous, but, so much has changed for me and everyone, really since the pilot last dropped 4 years ago. Combined with the years of fan songs, animatics, VA Q&As (Man, rip the old vas dude, that's some bullshit), fan art, HELLUVA BOSS (HOW IS THE ENDING GOING TO EFFECT HELLUVA BOSS?), the property is almost nostalgic for me. I was going to see this thing through to the end no matter what. It could've been a lot worse, and I'm fairly satisfied with what I have.
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3, 5, 9, and 10 bestie!! - katie <3<3<3
Hi, Katie! 🥰🩵 @jovenshires
3. What playlists do you have on your phone?
Apparently I currently have over 350 playlists on spotify 🙈😹
(a lot of them are for specific concepts/ideas tho, so I don't end up listening to at least half of them tbh; I just like making my lil lists!)
My most listened to recently are prob:
Stu'dying (mostly sleeping at last music, that genuinely helps me focus as bg noise)
I have several ts playlists, but one of my faves is def: eras tour in my living room which is mostly a collection of some of my fave taylor songs, that I'm also aware are not all suited for a stadium, but would love to hear live anyways
Other than those two, I have a lot of mood based playlists, but I don't really wanna share those publicly rn lmao.
5. Guilty pleasures?
I genuinely cannot think of any rn. I actively try to avoid feeling guilt when doing or consuming (whether media or food) things I love! 🫶
(I already feel way too stressed and responsible for every little thing 🙈 like ask me to list habits I feel really bad about, and I could name you at least 20 on the spot. But they aren't typically things I do bc of enjoyment, ya know?)
9. Make a confession.
I almost crashed my car into a side walk during my first week of driving it. And I genuinely haven't told to this to anyone aside from maybe 2 ppl 🙈
context: I got my driver's liscence a couple years before that and barely drove in the time, before I got my car. It's also not a new car or anything, it's on the older side and still uses manual/gear shift. It was a weird corner with unfortunate traffic light timing... Luckily no one got hurt (there was no one actually on or even near the sidewalk at that time!) and my car also only got a scratch, that's not too obvious, if you don't know where to look for it 😅 This was well over a year ago now and I haven't gotten my car or anyone else into trouble since then at least 🙈 (but I am still considerable wary of that corner, everytime I have to pass it)
10. What’s your favorite book?
I cannot think of any new ones rn, so I'm just linking my dec ask answer to this one 😅🩵 Top 3 favourite books
Really Get To Know Me - ask game
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