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1. Are you named after anyone?
Not after a real person. My mom said it was a name of a doll in some kind of fairy tale that she watched (or read?) and she just liked that name.
2. When was the last time you cried?
A week ago. Well, I guess I asked for it: after all those years I just should have known better than dwell on that kind of stuff from the past and in this part of my hormone cycle. (You know stuff like one of these few extremally rare moments in your life someone from your closest family said sth that made you feel like shit but thinking about it years after still never fails to make you feel like shit all over again?)
3. Do you have kids?
No. Surprisingly no. If asked ten years ago I would most surely say I'm going to. Not that I ever really desired it so much. More that not wanting was always considered as something that is worthy of condemnation. So it was just that "normal thing to do" with no deeper thinking involved nor required, you know?
4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?
It depends but sometimes it feels like the last thing that is left to defence my mental stability. And I'd rather be commenting an absurdish situation (especially in my job) than a person.
5. What sports do you play/have you played?
Table tennis my love!❤ Any other I ever tried playing is not even worth mentioning (I played field hockey two or three times and football once or twice and I remember really enjoying it. But unfortunately girls were let to play it extremally rarely, we were expected to play volleyball or basketball - none of which I ever liked😑)
6. What's the first thing you notice about other people?
I'm not sure what kind of situation I'm expected to consider... So in the place where I am just a random person in the crowd (railway station and such) I would probably first notice if anyone looked angry or impatient or irritated - to make sure I can avoid getting on their way (e.g. being a patient in a waiting room it's about sitting quietly with your head low and ignoring any possible evil comments about healthcare and politics). As for when I'm feeling safe or even going to meet someone new - I will pay attention to people's face expression and eyes, I also like to see someone smiling or doing or wearing something that make me think we have something in common. Also I notice their clothes sometimes if I liked the colour or the pattern (I can't help it, my brain is of visual artist😅 It doesn't mean I judge ppl by their look. Many times I find something ugly in objectively pretty person that I did not liked and in somebody I liked I'd always find some beautiful detail, regardless their look)
7. What's your eyes colour?
Yellow on the inside with blue ring on the outside. I like to think it makes them look a bit green from a distance.
8. Scary movies or happy endings?
If only two options avaliable I'd rather choose happy ending. Life is scary enough😅
9. Any special talents?
Drawing I guess. I am able to project a picture from my brain to a flat paper with a piece of charcoal and it's like freaking magic. It never stopped to amaze me.
10. Where were you born?
In a town in north Poland.
11. What are your hobbies?
Drawing most of all. Also creating short stories on my head I then illustrate or longer stories I sometimes write down. Given more free time I also like to engage into pyrography, sewing stuffed toys or crocheting. From time to time I like to travel, most usually to one of Polish towns but traveling abroad I like too.
12. Do you have any pets?
Cat for the last 4 years. Before that I was having syrian hamsters for almost 20 years (16 hamsters).
13. How tall are you?
165 centimeters.
14. Favorite subject in school?
Mathemathics above everything else! Also liked Polish, biology and chemistry. Most hated was always sports, while geography, history and physics were dangerously close to "hate" line.
15. Dream job?
Dream as "daydream"? I sometimes fantasize if I was born again I'd like to be one of the graphics making animated movie, like those of a Pixar studio. Or a pastor officiating weddings of gay couples
Dream as what I wish or plan: creating art on request or design prints for t-shirt, cushions and children blankets, maybe designing playing cards too - just enough for me to be satisfied that I can do it and my client to have a personalized gift. At the same time working other job 2-3 days a week to earn just enough for a comfortable life.
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[Art dump] bunch of nonsensical small vent drawings I've made for myself the last few weeks because my mental stability has tanked into the abyss and I need sth to distract me.
Meet the owner of this account maybe?
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📼 and 💡 please! I'm sorry for sending so many asks...
Send a symbol and get to know the characters!
((no dude please send more!! im happy you wanna know more of them!!))
💡 - What is the best idea your character ever had?
This cape!
Extra intimidating
Very cool
Very warm for walking in cold weather (aka 24/7 in Snowdin)
📼 - An interrogation tape emerges regarding a recent interview with your character. What are they being questioned for?
((ok i went too far and actually had 2 idea for this and its pretty long so.. undercut))
[ This recording took place before the last human fall ]
“You are now the new captain guard of Snowdin! What are your policy on humans and how to handle them?”
*leans to mic* I don’t fucking care. There’s more important shit to handle in this forsaken place than those... humans. Like that people throwing trash on the street like the iDIOIT OVER THERE!! YEAH I SAW YOU NOW PICK THAT SHIT UP!
“B-but the Queen already got 6 human souls! The last human could fall anytime soon--”
Then when they do, they better be dead from the fall. ....we need new human corpse in the forest anyway. The old ones starting to get boring to look at.
[ The rest of the interview revolve on more technical stuff ]
[ This recording took place after the human has fallen. ]
“So, Mr. Gaster, the news has broke out that a human has finally fallen here and SURVIVED long enough to reach Hotland! And people starting to make a rumor that you, as the captain of Snowdin guards, has failed miserably and let them lived!! Possibly bringing the end of Underground as we know it!! What’s you’re reaction to this rumors?”
I did.
*audible gasp* “What?! I mean, Why.. did you even consider such a drastic action, Mr. Gaster?”
I have confronted them, evaluate them, and I don’t find a good reason to kill them.
“B-but bUT THIS IS A HUMAN! We can’t just let a HUMAN wonder around Underground! You should’ve captured them and bring them to Queen Toriel!“
Look. I’ve kept an eye on them ever since they got here, and so far they haven’t done any harm to anyone. I don’t see a reason I should capture this human.
“But the SOUL! WE NEED THEIR SOUL TO BREAK THE BARRIER!!”
*shrugs* Guess you’ll just have to wait for another one. Now if you excuse me, I have a certain runt to help finish a puzzle
“A wha--” “where? where did he go? uh um well that’s.. the end of our interview for the time being! Back to you NTT”
[ if you didnt catch that, Fell implied in the last one that Chara has.. constantly died from certain fight/puzzle game in Hotland and Fell has to endure answering the interviews so many times, he just keep it short and quick now ]
#ask meme#art;;#text;;#fell sentry#((this asks are the only thing that's has actually#made me draw sth in the last few weeks#plz dont hesitate to send more))#ask-or-rp-with-my-ocs#Selamat Menjawab
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5 Anti LO Asks
1. im probably biased here, but im really disturbed by how hyper masculine rachel made her hades. in mythology and especially art he's a character who is depicted with features that made him constantly confused for dionsyus (aka the gender-noconforming legend themselves). im not saying he has to be a queer coded character but from myth he's a god who didnt not adhere to gender binaries, so rachel making his a Blue Hot-Blooded Heterosexual CisgeNdered Man Who Likes Sex™️ just seems really wrong.
2. What bothers me with the portrayal of Persephones act of wrath is that is it constantly represented as her doing that bc she lost her friends but it’s not that at all. She goes there, asks the mortals what they were doing looking scared as hell and then gets mad and has the wrath when they push her and call her an unimportant goddess, which don’t make sense at all considering that : a) she’s Demeters daughter and since she is an important goddess to mortals i’m pretty sure they would value Persephone the same and b) Minor goddess or not, mortals back then would never disrespect a god or goddess bc they knew not to mess with them. The whole plotline of the wrath doesn’t make sense. If the mortals had a treaty with Demeter why would they ignore it?? And that’s when Persephone gets mad. She doesn’t get mad bc they killed her friends, she gets mad bc they don’t respect her. Her looking all scared and sad when asking the mortals makes it look more like an act of sadness if we’re going with the plotline that she killed them bc of her friends deaths. She gets angry for a bit, which is enough to make her mad and then she is portrayed as sad and scared again thus not really making it an act of wrath. She’s not angry or wants revenge, she’s just sad and scared bc she’s big and can’t control her powers and now is killing mortals. Given the anticipation and the big deal they made out of her act of wrath, the actual act of wrath portrayed in the chapters was extremely disappointing. Minthe’s, Thanatos and Thetis version seemed like an actual act of wrath and would actually make more sense given that RS has decided to give Persephone a split personality and the “feeling” which is basically just eyes watching over her.
3. in terms of the wrath, i think the plan was to have it like it was originally shown, aka persephone snapping and killing them of her own will. it was hyped up as something demeter wanted to cover up, so it'd make sense to be like that. i think it was changed at the last minute because rachel saw how badly the fandom took it and used her "break" to rework it into what we have now, which just makes it worse. That's why you plan ahead and don't write the week off based off of fan reactions.
4. what i also dont get about LO is how casually everyone just strolls into Hades' house? I thought a big part of the myth was that most gods couldnt get down to the Underworld, that's why they sent Hermes because he's one of the few who can go between both worlds. I can excuse the Underworld being more open like an actual city, fine, but why is everyone so casually strolling into his actual home? Isn't he a king? Shouldn't he have security, especially while he's housing a fugitive from the law? 🤔
5. The only drawing of Persephone i’ve liked in LO so far is the one shown where she’s explaining her act of wrath to Hades and she says something alot the lines of “i’m glad you got to see my version of spring” or sth like that. She’s like a mix of green,blue and pink and the unruly hair really makes her stand out. Although having different colours is usually shown for nymphs in LO for Persephone it actually makes much more sense. And come to think of it, it’s actually kind of dumb that the gods aren’t a mixture of different colours and hues bc this way we’d be able to know who’s who and they’d look different from the nymphs (if you don’t consider the ears the only difference between them)
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An Art of Balance #6
A/N: If anyone’s interested, the perfume Lizzie is wearing is one of my all-time favourites, Aqua di Gioia by Giorgio Armani. It’s really poorly described here because my olfactory recognition doesn’t go beyond ‘good’ and ‘bad’, but well. It’s divine though. Also, bear with me if sth astrological is wrong, this stuff is complicated! Katriona Cassiopeia (aka KC) belongs to my lovely friend @kc-needs-coffee
Word Count: ~ 2.100
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Chapter 6: A New Perspective
As it turned out, Orion’s decision to name Everett Hufflepuff’s new Beater had been the right one. He still had a way to go, but he immediately fell in line with the rest of the team. What he lacked in precision, he made up in strength.
Orion had taking his individual training on himself. As the team’s captain, he saw it as his personal responsibility to ensure every one of his teammates was able to reach his full potential. Everett was a fast learner, but it would take him a few more sessions to even be remotely able to hold a candle to the Ravenclaw Beaters.
Rath and Cassiopeia had been a well attuned team for many years now, both as skilled a Beater as they came. They would need any protection against them they could get, and the match against Ravenclaw was approaching fast.
Although Orion wasn’t the type of person to let his mind be clouded by worries, he had to admit he wasn’t entirely sure they could get Everett into proper form in time. He had been voicing his concerns to Lizzie the other day, during one of their tutoring sessions. If anyone knew what it took to become a Beater in a short amount of time it was her.
Lately, Orion had found himself looking forward to their meetings in the greenhouse, despite his already tightly packed schedule. It was refreshing to discuss their team matters with someone that didn’t flood him with a multitude of statistics for a change. Lizzie had a different approach to things than him, but they weren’t polar opposites like he and Skye. Exchanging views with her had provided him with a new impulse more than once.
In fact, he had come to enjoy her presence in general, even more so than before. They had always been friends but his knowledge about her had pretty much begun and ended at the Quidditch pitch. Seeing her outside team meetings and practise had allowed him to get to know other sides of her. He’d had no idea Lizzie had been part of the duelling club until last year. Or that Arithmancy was one of her favourite subjects. Or that she used a perfume smelling distinctively of jasmine and mint.
Orion had a harder time bonding with her friend Rowan. He hadn’t had any points of contact with her before he had started tutoring them. Now, several weeks later, he still knew hardly anything about her. She seemed to be exceptionally smart, but also equally as shy. Most of the time she would consult her textbook about the plants he tried to teach them about, while Lizzie paid it no mind, listening to his explanations instead.
Orion couldn’t help his impression that Rowan was struggling with his unconventional style of teaching. He didn’t refer to books more than he had to, rather letting his instinct and experience guide him.
Having trained with him for years, Lizzie knew his way of conveying knowledge was not always straightforward. Rowan, however, had a hard time letting go of protocol. She was clinging to the academic theory as if her life depended on it. Following the rules could help with a lot of problems, but she would never master the delicate nuances advanced Herbology had to offer, if she wasn’t willing to tread paths unknown to her.
“And what exactly is the difference between dried foxglove petals and desiccated foxglove petals?”
McNully snapped him out of his thoughts and back to where they were sitting in the Great Hall. It was study time and most of the students were gathered at their House tables, brooding over their homework.
They had been discussing their latest Potions essay, covering the effects sourcing methods had on the quality of ingredients.
“That is what we are supposed to illustrate, I believe.” Orion dipped his quill into the ink bottle they were sharing and tried to pick up where his wandering thoughts had let him off. His eyes wandered casually across the other Hufflepuff students lining their table.
It lingered where Skye and Lizzie were sitting. Lizzie was rapidly flicking through the pages of her textbook with a puzzled expression. Skye was talking insistently at her, looking equally as bewildered.
Several heads shot up as Lizzie audibly slammed her book shut and clambered off the bench. When Skye made no move to follow her, she jerked the other girl up off her seat and motioned with her head towards where he and McNully were sat.
They quietly walked towards the head of the Hufflepuff table. Seeing them approach, McNully reached for his wheelchair that was blocking the way. He moved it aside to allow the girls to join them. Orion smiled.
“What can we help you with?”
Wordlessly, Lizzie held up her copy of Unfogging the Future and slid into a seat between Murphy and him. She reopened the page she had been examining before and gave a frustrated sigh.
“I cannot tell you how much I hate Divination, I really can’t. You’re good at this, aren’t you?”
Orion supressed a smile. “So I am told. What bothers you in particular?”
“It’s those bloody birthstones,” Skye explained. “No matter how often we go over it, Lizzie and I always come to different results and we can’t find the mistake.”
They handed him their notes and Orion quickly gave them a check before returning them.
“That is because both choices are correct. There is more than one birthstone for each of the zodiac signs. You both chose the right stone for the right sign, but in different parts of the time span covered.”
Skye groaned in frustration, earning her a chiding glance from Professor Flitwick, who was supervising them today. “What do you mean, more than one? Why can’t this stuff be straightforward for once?”
“Everyone is different and such is reflected in the stones fortifying our inner strengths. Why should there be so little birthstones when there are so many traits to represent?”
Both girls looked at him with blank expressions.
Patiently, he flipped the pages to one of the star charts at the back of the book. “The astrological year is divided into the twelve zodiac signs. Each zodiac sign is subdivided into three decades, meaning a set of ten days. There are additional factors to consider, but simply put, there are three birthstones for each sign, representing one decade each. That is why you come to different conclusions, you didn’t factor in the time of the month.”
He contemplated telling them about the stones meant to counteract each signs weaknesses. But seeing Skye pinching the bridge of her nose, while was Lizzie trying to process what he had just said, muttering “I hate Divination” under her breath, he decided against it. Better not too much at once.
“How do you know all this nonsense?” Skye was shaking her head in disbelief.
“I know all this because it is explained in the introduction of the chapter you two apparently weren’t reading too diligently.” He turned the pages back to the beginning and pointed at the paragraph on the first page.
Lizzie’ cheeks flushed a bright read as she quickly scanned the text. “I can’t believe I overlooked this.” Embarrassed, she quickly snatched the book out of Orion’s hands and got up. “Thanks for helping anyway.”
They made their way back to their places, the scent of jasmine and mint lingering behind. Orion was always glad if he could help a friend. A few seats down the table, Lizzie was discussing what he had just told them with Skye. He thought back on what Penny and Murphy had said on the train ride to Hogwarts a few weeks earlier.
Lizzie really had changed a lot. She seemed to be standing taller, an air of effortless confidence around her. The blush on her cheeks had made her look really pretty, reminding him of how the rush of the wind brought the colour to her face when she was flying. She was moving differently as well, more graceful and fluently, her hips swaying ever so slightly with every step she took. He had never noticed her hips swaying like that before.
McNully nudged his shoulder. “Uhm, Orion… if you don’t want to rewrite your whole essay, I’d move my quill if I was you.”
He snapped out of it and looked down at his parchment. The ink was dripping from the tip of his quill, forming a large black puddle at the end of his last sentence that was quickly spreading onto the rest of his half-finished essay.
Orion cursed under his breath, immediately drawing his wand to vanish the excess ink. Fortunately not too much of his work was ruined.
McNully raised his eyebrows. “Such a strong language, my friend. I have only heard you curse three times, so far. One time was when you crashed your broom into the commentary box and broke your wrist, the second time when you forgot the time while broom balancing and almost missed your Defence Against the Dark Arts O.W.L. exam and the third time when you burned yourself on your cauldron and spilled Wiggenweld Potion all over Professor Snape. This reaction is 87,9 % surprising.”
He felt the heat creeping up his neck. McNully was right, he wasn’t easily enticed to displaying his emotions verbally. He hadn’t meant to let himself slip like that.
Choosing not to answer his curious friend, he committed himself to restoring the missing part of his essay. But McNully wouldn’t let it pass like that.
He was nodding in the direction of Lizzie. “I wonder if she knows how much attention she is attracting.”
Orion gripped his quill a little tighter, concentrating on finishing his sentence. He fought the urge to follow McNully’s gaze.
“Our friend has a captivating personality, for sure. But would you mind lifting the veil of ignorance from my eyes and tell me how you reached such a conclusion?”
For a moment, McNully smirked knowingly before he directed Orion’s attention over to where their roommates were sitting. He could easily make out what McNully had been referring to. Everett was eyeing the girls up without even trying to conceal it.
“Him, of course. He’s been checking Lizzie out ever since she came over to us.” He smiled innocently at him. “Why, who did you think I was talking about?”
Orion’s brow furrowed in concern. He didn’t like the predatory look on Everett’s face. This guy had somewhat of a reputation.
“Yeah, I don’t like the looks he’s giving her either,” McNully echoed his unspoken thoughts with a scowl. He leaned closer to him, putting his elbow on Orion’s shoulder in conspiratorial way. “I think we should do something about it, don’t you? And by ‘we’, I obviously mean ‘you’.”
Shaking off McNully’s hand, Orion gave him a disapproving look. “And why would I do that? He is our new Beater if you don’t recall.”
“For the sake of the team, of course!”
McNully started reciting his calculations. “I’d put the chance of him going for our little Chaser prodigy at roughly 80 %. There are some variables unaccounted for, but I’d say the chances of Lizzie falling for him lie at something around 54 %. Which would affect the team’s dynamic gravely. And we can’t have that decreasing our- I mean, your odds on winning the Quidditch Cup.”
Orion blew onto his parchment until the ink had properly dried. “You talk as if he was actually hitting her up. All he did was looking at her.”
And there was certainly nothing wrong with looking.
“Lizzie can fend for herself if need be. Besides, who am I to interfere with the course the heart is deciding to take.”
McNully looked at him as if he had lost his mind. “Mate… I don’t think the heart has much to with it if you get my drift. Seriously, do something.”
“Don’t worry, I will.” He stood up and handed Professor Flitwick his work of the day.
McNully raised one eyebrow at him. “And what would that be?”
Orion gathered his strewn books and notes. “Finding balance inside and outside of my mind, my dear friend. See you at dinner.”
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Could you write a story where the reader works for Tommy perhaps as a secretary or sth like that and they don’t spend sonmuch time together (slow burn romance) and one day he discovers that she’s a painter and maybe goes through her drawings and ask her to paint sth. And then they finally spend some time together and it’s pretty intense. I just wish them to secretly be into each other but it all happens when they spend some time together. Btw LOVE YOUR WRITING! xxx sending love!!!
here you go love!! hope you like it!!
warnings: smut
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Your friends all thought you were mad when you announced you’d be working for the Shelbys. You wanna wind up dead in a ditch somewhere? They said, Those gypsy bastards have no morals!
But you would just shrug, Sounds like an adventure. You’d always reply and throw them a wink. It drove them insane. In truth, after meeting with the Shelbys, you weren’t particularly afraid of them. The way you saw it, as long as you were nice to them and didn’t betray them, you could keep your life. It seemed a fair deal to you.
So you went to work every day and kept to yourself. No one really noticed you, sometimes you’d drop completed paperwork off at people’s desks quietly and they’d never notice. You didn’t really mind. Since no one paid you much attention, it gave you time at work to paint when you were alone in your office and had finished all your work.
But one day, Tommy walked in on you. “What’s this?”
You nearly knocked over your paint from the surprise, “Mister Shelby! I-- I, uh, I finished my work, and I was just, um--”
“Painting.” He finished for you.
“I, yeah,” You sighed, “I’m sorry, I’ll clean this up. Did you need something?”
He scans the painting you were working on, a snapshot of a field of wildflowers he recognized from the outskirts of Birmingham, “Yeah, I was coming to see if you finished the paperwork I gave you this morning.”
You nodded, “Yeah, I dropped it on your desk hours ago.”
He looks up at that, “I didn’t see you.”
You shrug, “Wouldn’t be the first time.” You curse yourself for your insolent tone, “Sorry! I just meant that, um, nobody here typically notices me.”
He looks back at your painting, “You’re quite good.”
“Thank you, sir.”
He starts to back out of the room, “As long as you’re finishing your work, I don’t mind the painting.”
“Oh, um, thank you, sir.” But he’s already gone.
You collapse back into your chair, loosing a breath of relief. And then you chuckle, “Tommy Shelby thinks my painting’s good!” You shake your head at the ridiculousness of it, and then go back to your painting.
***
After that, Tommy started visiting your office more often. He memorized your schedule, knowing by the time lunch rolled around you were typically already done with your day’s work and about to start painting. He noticed when you dropped paperwork off at his desk now, still not looking up from his work, but murmuring his thanks before you moved on. He asked you to call him Tommy.
Dare you say it, but you think you and Tommy were beginning to become friends. “Still working on the same painting from yesterday?” He said one day, tossing you an apple as he walked in. He would bring you snacks some days, you found it sweet.
You bit into the crisp apple, “I’m shit at portraits.” You said, staring at the painting you had made of King George and his wife Mary.
He looked over your shoulder and you found yourself holding your breath at his closeness, “I don’t see what you see. It looks fantastic to me.”
You finally sigh, “You always say that.”
He chuckles in your ear and you ignore the chill down the back of your neck as he steps away, “I want you to paint something for me.”
You frown, “Really? What?”
“Could you paint Charles and I? Grace and I had something done, before, well, before--”
“I understand, Tommy.” You said, wanting to spare him the pain of having to recount that Grace was gone now and he wanted something of him and his son, “I’ll do it.
His face lights up, allowing you one of his rare smiles, “Really? Could you come this weekend? Saturday morning? I’ll compensate you for your time--”
You cut him off with the shake of your head, “I barely do work here anymore, all I do is paint. And you still pay me. You’ve done enough for me, this’ll be a gift.”
He nods, “Okay, it’s a deal then. I’ll see you Saturday.”
You grin, “See you Saturday, Tommy.”
***
Tommy helped you set up everything exactly as you wanted. Tommy sat in a seat, dressed in his best suit and Charles stood next to him, Tommy putting a hand on his shoulder. And then you began. Tommy’s eyes never really left you, except when Charles asked a question or two. Eventually you told him you had the picture in your head and Charles could go if he wanted. Once he left the room and it was just you and Tommy, you felt weirdly vulnerable.
You had never been so entirely alone with him before and it made your pulse jump. But not from fear, as your friends would probably expect, but excitement.
“When did you start painting?” He asks.
You peer around the canvas at him, “My mum used to paint, day and night. I wanted to be just like her so I started painting I think when I was about four or five. Haven’t stopped since.” You stopped painting and scrutinized what you had finished so far. The sun was beginning to set and you’d have to quit soon. You had gotten down Charles’s outline and had mostly worked on Tommy’s face for the rest of the day.
“I know that look.” Tommy said and pulled you out of your reverie.
“What?” You asked.
“You don’t like what you’ve painted so far.”
You sigh, “It’s not awful, I guess, but… your eyes, I can’t get them just right.”
He comes around to look himself, standing just over your shoulder the way he always does, his breath tickling your neck, “You made me look… regal. Like I’m someone important.”
You smile and turn to him, his face now entirely too close to yours, “Well, you are, aren’t you? I just paint what I see.”
He searches your eyes and you don’t miss the way they stray to your mouth, “You think entirely too much of me.”
“Or you think too little of yourself.”
“I think you think too little of yourself,” He counters.
“Then I guess we’re even.”
He smirks and then leans away from you and the bubble you two had created around you seems to burst. You realize as he walks away from you that you wanted desperately for him to kiss you.
“I guess I should be going now, then. I’ll be back next Saturday.”
“You can stay for dinner, if you’d like.” He sounds disinterested, as if his mind is already elsewhere.
You don’t know why it hurts you, but your heart aches all the same when it feels like you imagined whatever chemistry had been between you. “That’s alright, I’ve been here all day, I’ll get out of your hair.” You force a smile and gather up your things, “I’ll see you Monday, Mister Shelby.”
He takes a second, confused look at you at the formality, but you pretend not to notice and he walks you to the door, “See you Monday, Y/N.”
***
Tommy wonders by midweek why you’re seemingly acting so cold to him since Saturday, he can’t figure out what he’s done wrong. But you’re back to referring to him as “Mister Shelby” and “sir” and it feels like an insult.
“Did I say something to upset you?” He asks on Wednesday after you took the chocolate he had brought you today and set it down without touching it.
“What would make you think that?” You ask, refusing to make eye contact with him even though you can feel his stare baring holes into you.
“You don’t call me Tommy anymore, for one. For two, that’s your favorite chocolate and you acted like I’d handed you a head of lettuce.”
You glance down at the chocolate and lie, “I’m just not hungry. Had a big lunch.” You sigh when you feel him continuing to stare at you, “I just thought that… we shouldn’t forget our relationship to each other. You’re still my employer.”
“Do you hear the way the rest of my employees speak to me?”
You finally place your paint brush down into the cup of water you have on your desk and look at him, “I just like to be professional.”
He shakes his head, “You really think you can lie to me?” Before you can say anything he turns away from you, “I thought we were friends.”
You sigh, “Tommy, wait.” He pauses and turns back to you at the sound of his name, “We are friends, I just-- Can we just forget it, I was being stupid, I’ll call you Tommy again.”
He looks you over, seemingly trying to see what you’re hiding from him, but gives up, “I went through a lot of trouble to find that chocolate today.” He says instead.
Your mouth twitches into the barest of smiles, “Thank you.” You say and then tear it open to take a bite, “Happy now?”
He gives you a small smile and nods before leaving the room.
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Painting Tommy and Charles on Saturday was making you incredibly anxious. Your heart jumped every time you peered around the canvas to see him staring at you. You worked on Charles again for most of the morning before you told him he could go play, and then it was just you and Tommy.
“You look like something’s bothering you.” He says after minutes of agonizing silence.
“I’m fine.” You immediately dismissed, “Tell me a story.”
“I only know sad stories.”
“That’s alright.”
And so for the next few hours he told you all about the war, finding Grace, her betrayal, losing Grace, finding her again, and then losing her one last time, for good. She could hear in his voice that she was his soulmate and she felt so stupid for being angry at him last week. He needed a friend right now, not a lover.
You were silent for a while after he stopped talking, “I’m sorry about last week. I-- I dunno what I was thinking.” Without being able to see him behind the canvas, you feel a bit brave, “I was stupid, I misinterpreted the way you were looking at me and I guess I just thought--” You chuckle nervously to hide how uncomfortable you are, “Anyway, it was stupid and I’m sorry.” You clear your throat when he doesn’t say anything, “It’s finished, if you’d like to look.”
You hear the sound of him rising from the chair and rub a hand on the back of your neck nervously as he approaches, “It’s perfect,” He says finally and your shoulders droop in relief, “This is what I look like to you, then?”
You wipe your hands on a damp rag Tommy had given you and nodded, you decide to continue being honest, “I think you’re the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen and I wanted to do you justice.”
He crooks a finger under your chin and gently turns your face to look at him, “You didn’t misinterpret anything.” He says softly and your heart speeds up as he leans his face close to yours until your lips touch. You twine your arms around his neck and deepen the kiss and before you know it, you’re on the floor, Tommy crawling over you and pressing kisses at any bit of skin he can reach. He pushes your skirts up, nearly ripping a hole in your tights trying to get them off you and then his head disappears between your legs.
Your back arches, your breath growing heavy as his tongue makes quick work of you and when his fingers slide inside you it only takes a few more flicks and pumps before you finish. Breathing hard and still riding the high from your orgasm, you pull Tommy to you when he pulls his head out from beneath your skirts, looking quite pleased with himself.
He pulls you up into his lap so you straddle his hips and pulls your dress down so it sits around your waist. You fight the urge to cover yourself with your arms and instead drink in his hungry stare. His calluses feel rough against the soft skin of your bare back and he kisses down your chest, and then back up to your neck again. Finally, he slips inside you and you can’t help the gasp that escapes your lips when he fills you up.
He lays you down on the floor again, hovering above you as you wrap your legs around his torso, your nails digging into his back. It feels like it’s over far too quickly. He rolls off you and you watch the way both your chests heave as you recover. You roll on your side to face him, your dress still pooled at your waist, “Did that… Did that mean anything to you? Or was I just a quick fuck?”
He looks at you and lifts his hand to lightly caress your cheek with his thumb, “I don’t know.” He says finally, “I’m sorry if that hurts you.”
You roll back onto your back and stare at the ceiling. You tried not to let his words sting you, but they did just the same. He rolls onto his side now to look at you, “Hey… You’re amazing, you know? Deserve much better than me--”
“It’s fine, Tommy, please. I don’t need your pity. You still love your wife, I understand.” You sit up and pull your dress up to cover yourself again, “Could you, um, button my back.” You felt embarrassed even asking, but he did it for you without complaint. “Your wife was really lucky, Tommy.” You turn to him and bring a hand to his cheek, swallowing past the lump in your throat, “I know you don’t think you deserved her, or that you deserve anyone, but you do. You’re wonderful and anyone would be lucky to have you.”
He takes your hand in his own and kisses your knuckles, “Thank you.” He murmurs, but you know he doesn’t believe you. And with that, you pull on your tights, gather your things and leave. You lie awake that night thinking of Tommy, wondering if he’ll ever love anyone who’s not Grace again.
#mine#peaky blinders#peaky blinders fic#tommy shelby#thomas shelby#tommy shelby fic#tommy shelby imagine#tommy shelby fluff#tommy shelby angst#tommy shelby smut#thomas shelby fic#anonymous
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Okay, so I won't be back on Tumblr untill sunday (since I am on vacation and afraid that I will see spoilers before I return on sunday and watch Wizards at home) but I wanted to show our lil' fandom my creation before Wizards comes out:
A Trollhunters graduatiln cap with the (shortened) destiny speech!
(You can't read the silver marker on the outer circle but I wrote: For the glory of Merlin daylight is mine to command. For the glory of Jim my future is mine to command.)
(and yes, I made a few spelling mistakes, but I was in a hurry when I wrote it!)
I finished (and started) it today, because my friends and I designed our caps during our holidays. We already graduated a few weeks ago, but we live in a country that doesn't have graduation robes or caps. One of my friends suprised us with these caps on our first day of vacation and we decided to paint them today.
I know that doesn't look the prettiest ig could be, but my handwriting is terrible and we only had limited supplies (since we only had what could fit inside my friends suitcase).
Trollhunters always inspired me and the destiny speech has been one of my favourite quotes ever since I first watched Trollhunters.
If I manage to do it right, then there will be the step by step pics of how the cap came to be (aka my process. Forgive me in advance, because my english isn't the best)
(God, I hope the "keep reading"-thingy works)
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Ok, so I started with a normal graduation cap (duh.)
I first searched some reference pics online and used these:
I drew the outline of the amulet on a white piece of paper (since we didn't have grey or silver paper) with the help of cups, glasses, bottle caps and marker caps (I would advise you to use a compass, if you have one around. I didn't so I tried to improvise).
I added the outline of the upper/side/lower detail (I have no idea what it's calmed, but you will see in a second) on the paper to finish the general outline and base of the amulet:
(the weird circle in the middle is where the tassel will be (It'll make sense later).
Now I started drawing details and that was truly nervewrecking (because you can see in the pictures above (and will se in the rest of the pictures) that I am not an artist... at all).
I also thought about the text on the amulet and decided to write both the original and an individual version. For the individual versiln I decided on: For the glory of Jim my future is mine to command. At first I wanted to write "For the glory of the trollhunters" but that wouldn't have fit space wise. This is what it looked like before colouring:
(the X stands for the areas that I need to cut out)
Next thing I did was painting the amulet in different shades of gray (since I didn't actually have multiple pencils or acrylic paint or sth) and cut out everything that isn't made of metal in the original.
I used a black fine liner for the outline and details.
After I was finished I glued the "metal" part of the amulet on a piece of paper that had a blue pattern (I knew that I didn't have the materials (or skills) to recreate the stone of the amulet, but I saw the pattern and thoughg that it would do. Again: improvising my way to the finish line):
I finished of the amulet by writing on the outer circle with a silver pen that you can't really see on the picture (...bad planning on my part, sorry) and drawing the title lines around the amulet:
I used a light blue piece of paper for the base of my cap, since we didn't have black or dark blue paper and glued the amulet in the middle before writing down the shorter version of the destiny speech with a black marker. I measured my cap beforehand, decided that I wanted to have black rim all around and cut the paper accordingly:
(I didn't write the first and last sentence in cursive, because I wanted them to stand out (also the reason why I underlined them). I should have planned the placement of the words better, but I was in a hurry since my friends already finished their caps by the time I dtartdd writing the speech)
The last thing I did was erase the guising penckl lines and glue the whole piece on the cap itself with double-sided tape.
And after what feels like forever:
My trollhunters graduation cap!
Props, if you made it this far and let's enjoy Wizards when the season drops tomorrow!
I am already super excited^^
#wizards tales of arcadia#tales of arcadia#jim lake jr#trollhunters#dreamworks#graduation cap#I can't draw to save my life#amulet
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2020 art summary
I was tagged by the great and only @sapphicvalhallas! Thanks buddy, I can always count on you!
I tag @sapphicmadameumbralis if you want to, but no pressure
Artworks 2020 in total: Good question... 33? If I didnt miss any... Theres probably a few sketches on school notes that arent counted.
26 of the total amount of artworks are in my sketchbook! Had a major art block but I do all the time haha. Nonetheless, Im still happy that I managed to create at all!
New things I tried this year
Oh well, I did finish a digital drawing! I also tried shading it but didnt like the result. The flat colour turned out great tho! Other than that nothing major?
Artwork I spent the most time on
Definitly this one. Lets see if I can figure out how much... A bit over 6 hours for the digital stuff probably, maybe 7. The pencil sketch I did during a school lesson (best time to sketch, hands down)... I still love it a lot! I remember how much I struggled with the mouth haha. But it looks perfect now!
Favourite thing I drew
Thats a tough one bc if I like a drawing I cant really rank them! Buuut Ill think Ill go with this one. The drawing of Enialis I did today and the Regalia one from a few days? weeks? ago are up there too however. But idk!
For Hasad here there only existed a little sketch from years ago. Its always great to give a character from my imagination a definite look. And Im really pleased with her expression bc its EXACTLY what I wanted to draw!
Also its the first time this year that I drew a more? well not dynamic but... less simple pose? The perspective being from the top and the head turning into another direction than the body works really well. Also I did really good on the body and head!
I remember the centipede legs were a struggle bc they always ended up looking kinda goofy in the beginning. And finding a good reference was hard for some reason. It may not be the most polished piece I made this year but I like it a lot anyway.
First artwork of the year
I still kinda hate it. It just looks off... Some pieces of it on their own look fine, but they just dont fit together? And dont get me started on the head!
Had a hard time drawing Veles for a while now I wonder if Ill figure it out in the future!
Anyway! It does get bonus points for effort. It IS a character interacting with (sitting on) furniture and I dont draw that often (if at all)!
Last artwork of the year
Fresh from today! My Cyberpunk OC! Her name is Indiana Lovelace, codename "Myriad", is what I decided btw!
My friend said it looked dynamic and I agree! Maybe she stole sth (the chip shes holding in her hand?)? Shes definitly up to no good >:)
Honorary mention
(I made that category up)
I DID THAT TODAY TOO AND IM REALLY PLEASED WITH IT OKAY. Also it was a STRUGGLE (always is).
Enialis says peace out and to a creative 2021! 🥂
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SVTFOE: A Retrospective
Happy Mama Star Day!
OK, first and foremost, a quick update on TGG: I plan to have something ready for at least one of the major anniversaries coming up, and hopefully will resume slightly more regular updates from then forward. Thanks to everyone for your continued support, it’s been a rough year so far for me personally and for everyone in in the current pandemic situation. The anniversary of both STH and Mama Star seemed like a fitting time to get some things off my chest, both good and bad, so I’ll do that now and get it out of the way to focus on bigger and better things in the future.
Fair warning, this is gonna be long and rambly and personal more than it is any sort of serious show analysis. If you’re looking for fun, feel-good celebration of what definitely were some of my favorite moments in the series, I’m not so sure this is gonna be the post for you.
It goes without saying that Star vs the Forces of Evil, for better or worse, is incredibly important to me and has been without fail for years. How are you supposed to feel when something that important lets you down so hard? Is having such strong, mixed emotions and attachment better than having nothing you care about at all? The past year hasn’t answered these questions for me, and this post certainly won’t either. There’s no thesis or likely any kind of closure here, just me baring a bit of my soul here on tumblr dot com.
It’s been a rough year or two for me. I don’t want to get too much into the specifics, but let’s just say I hit a crossroads where the entire path I’d envisioned for myself in life came into serious question, and I had been spiraling into depression and paralyzing anxiety over a complete lack of any fulfillment in my “professional” life for months before I even recognized it for what it was. Season 3 finished airing around the last few months of my undergraduate degree, which (while obviously it significantly emotionally impacted me) was a generally happy and stable time in my life. As things started to change and get worse for me, SVTFOE S4 was my ray of hope. I’m not kidding when I say that some days in the hiatus leading up to it, the thought of S4 delivering on its potential for emotional fulfillment and Starco goodness (consistently, not just at the end) was the only thing that got me out of bed in the morning and the only positive thing I could see in my future.
When we got the S4 we got, it shattered me, utterly and completely. This isn’t an attempt to dunk on S4 in some “objective” manner - hell, I even like a lot of the things about it that the fandom despises (the ending prioritizing character closure over lore, the upheaval of the political structure rather than just having Star become the Goodest Queen, etc). I’d still make the argument that a lot of the character development was very flimsy and poorly paced, a very clear effort to force the relationship resolution to be delayed until the end at all costs, but that’s not the point here. Life felt dull and lonely and warm fluffy Starco was my vicarious escape from that, and the season we got left me so completely hollow insid that it felt like I couldn’t breathe for its first more-than-a-dozen episodes, and I was so burnt out that I couldn’t even properly enjoy the parts that were genuinely good.
Even earlyish on, I was already fearing that things wouldn’t be resolved till the end and that there’d be almost none of the content I actually longed for from the show. As I’ve mentioned before, The Greatest Gift was born the morning after Lake House Fever’s late night release, out of salt and spite and a need to give myself something good to look forward to, even if it would be something I’d be making myself. I completely removed myself from even passing conversations with my best friends in the fandom because it hurt too much to even think about. I even had Seddm give me summaries of episodes before I watched them so I could take some time to emotionally prepare (at least until the 2nd to last week). And to the show’s credit, its last few weeks of episodes (with some exceptions) tried their absolute damnedest to right the ship (pun intended) and bring back the sorts of things I wanted with a vengeance. I was smiling like a complete fool for 12 hours straight after Here to Help. The ending didn’t fix my issues with the show, not by a fucking long shot, but it at least left me on a positive enough note that there was a feverish enthusiasm to continue it further on my own.
But it’s been tough. Have you or a family member/friend ever gotten bad food poisoning from a restaurant you really liked, and the smell of it makes you queasy afterwards even though you do really like it? That’s probably the best analogy I can draw to a lot of my relationship with SVTFOE since it ended. PLEASE NOTE I’M IN NO WAY TRYING TO EQUATE THE MAGNITUDE OF MY IRE WITH A CARTOON WITH SERIOUS DISORDERS THAT PEOPLE SUFFER FROM, but I’d almost be tempted to liken it to PTSD. Seeing reminders of the painful parts can put me in a bad mood for hours, and on some days even just dwelling on the show in any way will invite creeping negativity and “why the fuck couldn’t it have just-” types of thoughts taking over. There have been some days writing TGG where having to draw inspiration from or reference events/dialogues in S4 was so emotionally taxing that I had to stop writing for the night. I blocked Seddm’s entire askbox tag because I’d find my own emotions frothing into a rage over things in the show people would bring up. I’ve lost acquaintances and potential friendships over my bitterness. I instantly block anyone who posts even a hint of Tomstar/Kellco content in the Starco tags on any site because it induces such palpable negativity in my heart - I think I’m up to 1000 accounts blocked on Instagram right now, which is why Toxic runs the TGG page over there. If you’re one of the people out there that tried to strike up a conversation with me over a shared interest in the show and I vomited bile into your DMs, I sincerely apologize. And to anyone who got wrapped up in the brazen high hopes I put forth here every day as S4 approached and came crashing down with me as a result, I’m sorry for that too.
And yet... I can’t say there’s not a genuine love I still have for a lot of it. I still have my little shrine of stickers and pictures that I’ll sometimes just get let myself get lost in. There was a recent postcanon fic started by someone who just caught up on the show that brought such a depth of warmth into my chest that I’m smiling like an idiot just now thinking about it. I haven’t watched even a clip (let alone a whole episode) that Star and Marco’s voices in my head feel distant and abstract, but when I’m writing chapters I can still get emotional imagining them saying and doing things out of their devotion to one another. I’ve made no secret that I (to put it very very very lightly) have a strong distaste for the vast majority of this fandom, and yet the joy of knowing I could make people’s days or lives brighter gives me a satisfaction I can’t put words to. Don’t get me wrong, writing quickly just isn’t my thing normally anyway - I’m not trying to suggest that the sole reason for TGG downtime is that I’m driving knives into my own heart and pouring my blood onto the page. Just that that’s part of it, and it takes its toll.
The last few months, although I have missed the joy of brewing up fluff ideas and seeing them come to life, have admittedly been a welcome reprieve just not having to think about this stuff so much. In the last few weeks I’ve finally been coming around to a bit of a better place where the good bubbles up without bringing as much of the bad with it. It will likely still wax and wane, and I can’t guarantee if or when TGG will fully finish. And this isn’t my entire life - I have MMOs and card games and all kinds of other hobbies that suck up lots of my time, so don’t worry about me just lying in bed sobbing over S4 for 12 hours a day. I don’t know if the day will ever come when I can truly be at peace with it all, but I don’t want to toss out the good with the bad. All I can ask is for your patience as my own journey evolves alongside my writing, until the day comes when perhaps this story can finally come to a close. Thanks for reading, and stay safe.
Ngame
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228. Sonic the Hedgehog #160
Birthday Bash! (Part One): Giving and Receiving
Writer: Ian Flynn
Pencils: Tracy Yardley!
Colors: Jason Jensen
Welcome to the beginning of Ian Flynn's reign, everyone! As many of you will know, Ian is a fan favorite amongst readers of the comics, and for good reason. Objectively, I'd say he has a much better sense than any previous writer of how to construct dynamic and interesting stories, as well as a great head for writing dialogue. Every character has their own unique voice when speaking, and as someone who takes a particular interest in dialogue in her own writing, it's something I admire a lot, especially given how stilted and unnaturally formal a lot of dialogue by Karl and especially Kenders often sounded, regardless of who was speaking. That said, I think that it took a good year or so for him to fully come into his own as head writer for the series, so some earlier issues are a bit strange and not up to par with a lot of his later work. Some of this, to be fair, is due to him essentially playing clean-up for this first year, untangling a lot of the bizarre leftover plot threads that Karl and Kenders left behind, and generally trying to make the world of the comics conform a little better to that of the games. All that aside, anyone reading the comics will likely notice an immediate and apparent improvement in the overall quality of the work starting with this issue. This is helped along, in addition, by none other than the very talented artist Tracy Yardley! who always (well, almost always) introduces himself in the story credits with an exclamation mark. It's kind of his calling card. Tracy took a while to really improve his art as well, so while his earliest issues sometimes have some strange proportions and poses, later on his style became easily one of the most visually attractive and recognizable ones in the series, simplifying a lot of the inconsistencies that many character designs had as well as doing away with the strange pseudo-human proportions that some artists tended to favor, particularly with the female characters. All this said, I will say that Ian isn't going to be immune to my criticism, as while I do recognize his skill as a writer and the good things he brought to the table, there are definitely some problems I have with the way he handled certain things. We'll cross those bridges when we come to them, however, so for now, let's dive into the new world he's creating and see how he does!
Elias and Sonic are walking on the outskirts of Knothole as Elias explains why his father approved the Metal Sonic troopers from last issue. We don't even really get to hear the explanation, but to be fair, we hardly need one, as the idea was so insane to begin with that the only true explanation is that Kenders needed a plot device. Sonic tries to make Elias promise that "you royals" won't hit him with any more weird surprises, and Elias says they only have one more, leading him to a building next to where the Great Oak Slide into the village ends.
I mean, canonically he's supposed to be turning seventeen here, even though realistically he should be turning eighteen, because remember, for him to have turned sixteen in StH#68, had the Robians be deroboticized in early June in StH#123, and still have managed to spend close to a year in space before turning seventeen, literally everything in between the two aforementioned issues would have had to take place in the span of a few weeks - yes, that's counting the month-and-a-half time span that Sonic was confined to Knothole, as well as major events like Eggman's return and the entire Green Knuckles saga. You can see why this huge discrepancy still bothers me, right? Hmph. Anyway, no sooner has the party begun than an explosion destroys the door, and two new players enter the scene - Bean the Dynamite and Bark the Polar Bear from Sonic the Fighters! Nack's been part of the comic for long enough now, so it's cool to see these two make their first appearance. Bark is totally silent - as far as I remember, he never says a single word during the entirety of the comic - but Bean, in the absence of an obvious personality to draw from in the game, has subsequently been given the personality trait of "criminally insane" in the comics.. He's erratic, he talks to himself, he cracks jokes where jokes really shouldn't be cracked, and most importantly of all, he loves his goddamn bombs. Bean starts chucking said bombs left and right at the various Freedom Fighters in the base, while Sonic tangles with Bark. He seems to think these guys are only after him due to something Evil Sonic did in his place, something which he has by now apparently finally explained to all the women of Knothole, and manages to break away from Bark to stop Bean's bombing spree by pinning him to a wall and asking about Evil Sonic. However, Bean happily insists there's been no mistake and he wasn't even aware of Sonic having an evil twin, nor does he particularly care. Oh, speaking of Evil Sonic…
Huh, it seems that Evil Sonic has actually explained his true identity to Rouge in between their previous failed attempt and now. I'm surprised she hasn't outright abandoned him by now due to Rouge not exactly being evil-aligned to begin with, but I guess the pull of the shiny is just too strong for her to resist. And as it turns out, Bean suffers from a similar insatiable need! Fiona pulls out a ring of keys and shakes them around, completely distracting Bean from his current activity of bashing Sonic's head in, and throws them out the hole he made in the wall, prompting him to immediately abandon everything to chase after them. Fiona then advances on Bark, who by now has gotten himself cornered by every Freedom Fighter in the room, and convinces him to stand down as he's outnumbered. Outside, Bean plays with the keys and talks to them, seemingly convinced that they're a beautiful woman with an "adorable accent" who wants his number, when a suspiciously-Shadow-shaped shadow converges on him, prompting him to try to invite him into smashing Sonic as well. Good luck there, buddy, I don't think Shadow usually runs with crazy…
Geez, Sally, cut Fiona some slack. Not everyone had a squeaky-clean record - hell, just look at Shadow! Back in the Chaos Chamber, Rouge and Evil Sonic begin to battle Locke, who tosses Evil Sonic to the side as he perceives Rouge to be the bigger threat. However, that turns out to be a bit of a bad idea, as with Rouge tied up in the fight, Evil Sonic takes his chance to go after the Master Emerald without her, obviously recognizing it as more than just a shiny trinket.
Back in Knothole, Shadow explains that he's only here to thank Sonic for saving Hope, as he knows he wouldn't have been able to do it on his own, and reminds him that as soon as he leaves this building they're back to being enemies, as Shadow's still aligned with Eggman for now. Sonic, to his credit, seems to recognize that Shadow is only allied with Eggman because he doesn't yet know better, and cheerfully invites him to come back here whenever he cuts out on that deal in the future. It's at this point that everyone realizes Bean has quietly snuck into the brain trust's comms room to casually let Eggman know that he and Bark failed to take Sonic down, and when Fiona ushers him back out of the room, Eggman is only too happy to let Sonic know personally that he wishes him a happy birthday and he's sending him a new, more metallic present. Within seconds a thud outside alerts them to the arrival of this present, and everyone rushes out to see a strange figure emerging from an egg pod - a figure which resolves itself into the combined forms of Crocbot and Octobot, now merged into the singular entity of… Croctobot! (Don't worry, Ian knows just how silly this is and even acknowledges it next issue.) But what of Evil Sonic and Rouge? How is their fight faring against Locke after the former got knocked aside? Well, Evil Sonic takes his chance to dramatically emerge from behind the emerald as the other two get ready to continue their fight…
Plot twist! How many people actually didn't know by now that Evil Sonic and Scourge were the same person? I'm guessing there had to be at least a few of you. You can actually already see Ian's new plans being put into action - it's very telling of his intentions when the very first issue he ever pens immediately makes a point of distinguishing a rather tired and boring character into a new and improved version of himself, with a unique name and new, visually distinct look. Apparently Kenders, who if you recall is the original creator of Evil Sonic, never liked this and continued to insist on referring to him as Evil Sonic, but screw that, Scourge is a much more interesting character and this was a change that sorely needed to be made.
Sonic Rush (Part One of Two)
Writer/Pencils: Tania Del Rio
Colors: Ben Hunzeker
So unfortunately, Sonic Adventure 2 isn't the only case in the preboot of a partial adaption of a game being included without any actual ending. Sonic Rush, the game, introduces Blaze, a cat from an alternate dimension that is controlled by the Sol Emeralds rather than the Chaos Emeralds, and most of the plot revolves around the Sol Emeralds ending up in Sonic's dimension and her trying to recollect them to bring back to her own world. However, things are a bit different in the comics universe. In this story, Blaze comes to Sonic's dimension because, apparently, she's been having nonstop dreams about him, dreams which show her visions of Eggman threatening the Sol Emeralds and Sonic helping her protect them. She's frustrated that she would have to rely on anyone else to help her protect the emeralds at all, believing them to be her sole responsibility, but nonetheless she's tracked Sonic to Knothole. However, while deliberating her next move, a squad of swatbots - yes, ordinary ones, it's been a while since we've seen them rather than shadow-bots - happen upon her and decide that they should take her in for interrogation.
Yeah, I guess Blaze doesn't understand the dangers present in this universe yet, does she? An hour or so later, Rotor sends for Sonic, informing him that they caught the aftermath of Blaze's capture on their video surveillance. Neither of them know who she is, but they decide she can't be from their village, since she left several disabled swatbots behind, while most people in Knothole are noncombatants and those that aren't are accounted for elsewhere. Sonic rushes out to find their trail and tracks them to a nearby facility set up amidst the trees, and while he begins fighting his way in, the scientific robots in the building go about studying their new specimen.
Sorry, but why the hell would Eggman be looking to add some random Mobian to his team? He only likes robots anyway, and tends to either betray or enslave every living being that comes to him. Blaze suddenly awakens and becomes furious - not that she's been captured, mind you, but that they took off her coat while studying her. She must be really goddamn attached to her coat, because she starts absolutely trashing the place, exploding into flames and screaming so loudly that Sonic becomes genuinely worried about her wellbeing, rushing to where he last heard her. The door of the lab she's in is completely blasted off its hinges by the force of Blaze's explosions, but thankfully after this she seems to have found her coat, because the blasts subside and she appears in the doorway wearing it once again, staring down at an utterly shocked Sonic with a look of fiery fury (the literal flames coating her entire body probably help with the "fiery" bit). Uh… good luck dealing with that, buddy boy!
#nala reads archie sonic preboot#archie sonic#archie sonic preboot#writer: ian flynn#writer: tania del rio#pencils: tracy yardley#pencils: tania del rio#colors: jason jensen#colors: ben hunzeker
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Blackpink Became the Biggest K-Pop Female Band in the World
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It is very taken just four several years for Blackpink to become most significant girl bands in the world, having members Jennie, Jisoo, Rosé, and Lisa continuing to be able to smash new records along with forge new ground. These folks were the first K-pop girl class to play at Coachella in order to reach 1 billion Dailymotion views-now they’re the most-subscribed-to music group on the platform, as 2019, they broke several Guinness World Records together with the single “Kill This Like, ” which has had in excess of 312 million plays in Spotify and over 824 , 000, 000 YouTube views, a mere tiny proportion of the quartet’s billions of revenues, downloads, views, and admirers. That same year in addition, they undertook the most financially productive concert tour by a Korean language female group. They’re front-row fixtures at runway demonstrates and the faces of brilliant brands, including Chanel, The puma company, Louis Vuitton, and Dior. Or any this with just a few songs in their repertoire.
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Currently, as they prepare to release their particular latest album in Summer, it may be time to ask: The way on earth did they do the item?
Excitement prior to Blackpink’s July 2016 debut had meant to a fever pitch, when they were the first girl set in seven years beyond YG Entertainment (home for you to K-pop legends Big Fuck, 2NE1 and formerly, Psy). There were big shoes to help fill: The reign with the trailblazing four-member girl team 2NE1 was over, in addition to Blackpink was expected to resuscitate the bold EDM go crazy sound they’d embodied. All their debut, Square One, ended up being an overnight smash, the particular insistent build of “Whistle” and cocky chorus about “Boombayah” making for a small but thrilling introduction.
With November 2016, their secondly single album, Square A couple, featured a pop banger (“Playing With Fire”), a acoustic version of “Whistle, ” and “Stay, ” a country-influenced track that will allowed them to spread their very own vocal wings away from all their “girl crush” concept (K-pop vernacular for a fiery search and sound that’s shown immensely popular with international audiences).
Though they were dubbed “the new 2NE1” during their novice days, some of their first hearings on Korean variety indicates bring into focus but not only Blackpink’s chaotically entertaining reputation but the determination to create their own identities. Vocalist Jisoo has become a face for magnificence brands Kiss Me as well as Dior; rapper and performer Jennie has branched available as a soloist and a powerful influencer; New Zealand-born Rosé’s particular vocal sound has found her on hits with regard to G-Dragon; and Thailand-born artist and dancer Lisa is a most-followed K-pop star with Instagram.
Then, and now, many people recognize the need for each other to carry out the group alchemy here is endeared them to millions. “I don’t think a specific new member should do more dancing as well as one member does considerably more singing. I think Blackpink’s relaxation is complete because of each one person’s energy, ” Jennie told Vogue Korea prior this year.
The long-standing imaginative and prescient vision of K-pop as a blinged-out, ultra-slick fantasy world is made by three labels: YG Entertainment, JYP Entertainment, and also SM Entertainment. YG is acknowledged for maximalist visuals and a hefty, club-friendly sound devised by simply in-house writer-producer Teddy Park your car, the man behind some of K-pop’s biggest, hookiest hits. With Blackpink’s 2018 “Ddu-du Ddu-du” (“DDDD” for short), these elements aligned to produce the irresistible pop package.
Achievements lay in the catchy se?alar refrain, the memorable finger-gun dance, and a gloriously increased video, but also in Blackpink themselves as aspirational yet emulatable, aesthetically fierce and not intimidating, killer onstage nevertheless adorable off it. Often the four-track EP, Square Upwards, would go platinum in Sth Korea, “DDDD” would arrive at gold in the U. S i9000., becoming their first billion-view video, and “Kill That Love” would make them typically the first-ever Korean girl party to enter the U. E. singles chart.
These milestones came via a fandom in which had grown rapidly due to the fact late 2016, but which will had to wait eight several months for 2017’s single “As If It’s Your Continue, ” then an entire calendar year for its follow-up, Square Right up. One release per year used to be standard in K-pop, if there were fewer groups dealing with for a share of a modest domestic market. Groups currently average two or three releases (known as “comebacks”) a year in a very bid to grow and maintain fandoms, but YG Entertainment, considered one of South Korea’s oldest K-pop agencies, remains unapologetically invested in less is more.
It’s not really a huge fail-safe plan-it draws continual fan criticism, petitions, along with boycott threats-but the old-school approach, in an era connected with oversaturation and instant prime, has created heightened desire in addition to demand. It’s turned just about every comeback into a global affair and has funneled the fandom’s streaming power into the types of headline-making, spreadsheet-melting numbers that contain seduced many a point executive.
Like many profitable musicians, Blackpink understands the capability in marrying the oceans of music and manner. Their innate understanding of model has made them hot residence, with the girls now front-row fixtures at Fashion 1 week. In September 2019, Jisoo popped over to London regarding Burberry, while Rosé wowed at Saint Laurent (and was also asked by means of Anthony Vaccarello to be it has the brand ambassador). Meanwhile, Jennie found herself next to Cardi B at Chanel, intended for whom she is a brand ambassadress.
In February 2020, Lisa-currently a muse for Hedi Slimane’s Celine-took a trip to Hong kong for Prada’s fall 2020 show, and just this week, placed a #WFH look to seducre her Instagram account (high-waisted light-wash denim, a Celine button-down shirt, and Bottega Veneta’s latest envelope clutch) this garnered more than 5 zillion likes.
Given their tested selling power-magazines have claimed needing to print quadruple reports to supply demand; their adventures sell out in seconds-the romance between the band and fashion’s leading houses will longer continue to flourish.
Blackpink seemed to be signed to U. Nasiums. -based Interscope Records at the end of 2018, a direct play for any American market and something not any South Korean girl class had tried since Girls’ Generation in 2012. Even with their skill and practical experience, Blackpink’s awkward, lackluster January 2019 performances on Hello America and The Late Indicate With Stephen Colbert ended up widely panned. But in the front of a vast, mostly K-pop-unaware audience at Coachella, often the universality of the group’s sounds bloomed, earning rave critiques. A high point was the great “Kill This Love, ” the title single from their completely new EP.
It’s rare the fact that members aren’t busy, regardless if there isn’t a let go to promote. They often turn to Instagram to communicate with their blended 128 million followers (including the main Blackpink account), and get focused on solidifying their A-list status as fashion building (such as Jennie’s new collaboration with luxury glasses brand Gentle Monster), marketplace mentors, and accidental virus-like queens (Lisa’s stint for the survival show Youth To you and her performance videos that became a Made it happen Work? meme).
And finally, 1 year after their last file, the wait is almost over. There are the forthcoming Lady Gaga relationship, “Sour Candy, ” for a laugh album Chromatica, and a July comeback from the band themselves. Could Blackpink eventually as the first K-pop girl set to break through in the West? An opportunity is there for the taking, although that means new successes need to be capitalized upon and previous strategies reexamined and polished. Now might be the time to get Blackpink to really be the emerging trend.
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hi, I have a q: I have severe anxiety, OCD, and perhaps trauma-related issues. recently I started talking about some weird belief I have had. I said to my t that as a child, I thought an armchair, a specific one, was hostile to me and would chase me down and I guess hurt me. then a few weeks ago I experienced a similar thing with my chair. it lasted for about two days, which is usually how long my "episodes" last. and I knew it was unrealistic, but I couldn' shake it off. she said it was (tbc.)
(tbc.) so she said it was a metaphor or like a reflection of feeling unsafe. I think that is bs. I could understand that explaining most of my paranoia like that they are watching, drugging, poisoning, medicating, plotting against me, etc. but not this. it kinda feeds into the whole she is part of the plot to get me discredited, locked up and killed. I am not sure I believe any of this, I hardly believe or trust anything/body, but I act as if it were true wo thinking. (tbc.)
(tbc.) as in I will not finish a drink or food that I left unsupervised when they were around, and idk if I touch sth and it's wet or whatever, esp. if they hand it to me, I automatically think its poison, recently i couldn't type anything real bc i guess I thought they were spying on me on pc and phone, anytime a phone rings or they talk I think its about me, but like, i don' get freaked out by it anymore unless its one of that episode. I am just trying to understand. if I am acting on (tbc.)
(tbc.) if I am acting on delusions or paranoia or whatever I wanna know so that I don't fuck up my life. there might have been trauma in my life, but I am not sure whether I made it up, t said nothing I could draw conclusions from so that I knew if it was valid or not. and she never gives straight answers. I have other symptoms that are not I think from anxiety/trauma, but so is it psychosis? and do you know how to know if its real or paranoia? I wanna be safe. thank you so much
Hi anon,
I’m sorry to hear you’re in such distress. The paranoia you’re describing and the episode of the armchair seems to me to be consistant with psychosis. Probably your therapist told you that so she wouldn’t worry you, because you already suffer from, what I can gather from this post, some severe paranoia. This can be a delusion, but I’m not a professional so I can’t tell you exactly what is it that you have. Also, if you’re saying you went through trauma, you definitely didn’t “make it up”, all your experiencies are valid.
Talk to your therapist and tell her how her comment of the metaphor made you feel, and how you think this could be a delusion, and what she tells you. She will find the best course of action for this problem, and if you need medication, you should be open to this possibility.
Wish you the best
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Summertime Melodies
Pairing: Peter Parker x college!fem!reader
Word Count: 1,478
Summary: Peter and the reader were friends their last year of high school but were split apart when you traveled to California for college. However, since it is summer, you’ve decided to head back home to Queens to surprise her friend in all of the things she’s learned.
Genre: Fluff, fluff, all the fluff.
Warnings: Barely edited so there’s probably a few mistakes, to dang much fluff, musical references ‘cuz I’m a major musical nerd so honestly? I’m sorry but also not so lol
Prompt: “I didn’t know you could sing like that”
A/N: This is for @madmadmilk and her 5k summer celebration writing event! Any criticism is appreciated but only constructive stuff, got it? Got it. Okay, moving on!
Song Links:
All That Matters
Sylvia’s Lullaby
Key:
Y/N - Your Name
L/N - Last Name
Y/N/N - Your Nickname
After leaving for college, you had to admit, you missed your friends like crazy. Peter and Ned and MJ, even Liz (although you two did have a small quarrel sophomore year over the notorious Peter Parker). However, you were exhilarated to finally get to come home for summer and leave your performing arts college.
Considering how you wanted to keep this trip a surprise, you only told your mother and May Parker. You wanted to make sure that Peter, seeing as how he became your best friend in your senior year of high school, would be completely unaware of the fact that you were coming home. So, to do this, you had to tell Aunt May so that she could make sure to keep him busy throughout the day.
And thus, you were now sitting on a crowded airplane at LAX, ready to take off and head to Queens, armed only with two suitcases and a carry-on bag. Most of your possessions would be staying in Los Angeles, but you made sure you had enough to get you through these next four weeks.
While up in the air, you messaged Peter over Facebook.
Y/N L/N: Peterrrrrrr :(
Peter Parker: Hey Y/N/N, what’s up?
Y/N L/N: Are you sure you can’t come visit me in LA? Your promised :(
Peter Parker: I’m sorry... May and I don’t have the money and I don’t want to ask Mr. Stark to send me all the way to Cali
Y/N L/N: Ughhhhh but you didn’t even show up for my performance! You missed seeing me as Sylvia in Finding Neverland!
Peter Parker: I’m sorry! I tried to make it Y/N/N! I swear!
Peter Parker: But in all fairness, you never sent me that video recording that you promised
Y/N L/N: The files too big! You’ll need to watch it in person, like on my laptop or sth
Y/N L/N: Well, I guess there’s always next performance... so much for a best friend :(
Peter Parker: I’m sorry...
Y/N L/N: Whatever, I gtg so I’ll message you later, ok Spider-Boy?
Peter Parker: Okay, see you later!
Peter Parker: Also stop calling me Spider-Boy! The spider stuff is supposed to be a secret!
You laughed at his last minute remark before you put your phone away and took out your iPod, choosing to listen to music to pass the time until you landed in New York.
Once you were off the plane, your quickly found your mom waiting for you by the luggage claim area. The two of you ran over and hugged each other tightly.
“I’ve missed you my darling angel!” your mother shouted, drawing attention to the two of you. “Look at my little muffin! You’ve grown so much since I’ve seen you!”
“Mom!” you shouted, cheeks burning bright red. You quickly pushed her away before going to collect your luggage. You glanced down at your phone to see that you missed several text messages from Peter’s aunt.
May: I’ve got Peter running errands!
May: When do you land?
May: Where are we meeting again?
May: Are you on the plane? Is that why you’re not answering?
May: Hmm... maybe I should text your mother...
May: Why am I still texting you?
May: So any way, Peter and I are heading out to a restaurant in the Bronx, I’ll text your mom the info!
You rolled your eyes, smiling at how excited May was to have you back home, so much so that she still continued to spam your phone despite the fact that you were clearly on a plane. Deciding it was best to answer her, you did so.
Y/N: Hey! I’m on my way there now! Just gotta grab my luggage and head out!
Before you could even turn the screen off, you got a response from May.
May: Hurry! Peter’s starting to get suspicious of why we’re just sitting at a restaurant, waiting to order
Y/N: OMW!
You turned to your mother, who happened to grab your suitcases for you. “Hey, May’s freaking out, we gotta head to that restaurant.”
“Sounds about right. Let’s get going.”
The two of you pulled up to the restaurant. The moment your mother parked, you practically jumped out of the car, barging straight into the restaurant. Your eyes landed on Aunt May who was motioning with her eyes for you to come over. Peter, meanwhile, had his back to you.
You silently walked over to the table, trying your hardest to not make a sound. However, you didn’t pause to think about the fact that Peter had his spidey-senses (as you affectionately referred to them as), which caused him to literally jump out of the booth and turn to look at you.
“Y/N?” His voice was filled with shock as he took you in. Suddenly, you were pulled into his arms in a very tight hug. “You’re here! You’re here! I can’t believe you’re actually- wait!” He pushed you away, suddenly glaring. “You were making me feel bad for not visiting knowing that you would see me! You’re mean!”
You giggled softly, reaching out to ruffle his curly brown curls. However, he leaned away, pouting at you. “Peter, I had to! I couldn’t let you know I was visiting!”
He huffed before sitting down. He motioned for you to join him. “Fine, but I won’t forgive you until I get to see that recording of you performing.”
“Deal.” You smiled brightly at him before joining him in the booth to order food.
“I didn’t know you could sing like that,” Peter said in amazement, watching your performance on his laptop. You giggled, causing him to look up from the screen. “No, I mean it. You sound amazing! Why weren’t you in any of the school plays at Midtown? You would have surely been the lead with those vocals!”
You simply shrugged, pausing the performance so the two of you could talk. “I was shy. It took getting accepted into this crazy school in LA to actually open up about singing in public. And then I was cast as the lead in Finding Neverland and I just... That’s why I wanted you to come visit me, you big ol’ nerd.”
Peter smiled up at you. “You should sing right now.”
His request gave you pause. You never really performed one-on-one unless it was an audition, and even then, auditions usually had a few other people involved. “I’m sorry?”
“Please?” he begged, his brown eyes getting big and his mouth forming a small little pout. “I want to hear you perform in person.”
“What would I even sing?” you asked, watching as his face contorted into his silly little thinking face.
A light bulb must have gone off in his head as he turned his attention back to the computer that had the professional recording of your musical on it. “The song you were just singing. What was it called?”
“Sylvia’s Lullaby? All That Matters? Which one? They do happen back to back, ya know.” Once again, he started thinking, hard. You laughed, causing him to lose concentration. He gave you a questioning stare, causing your cheeks to burn up. “Your face gets all cute when you’re thinking.”
It was now Peter’s turn to turn bright red, his eyes turning away from your face. “Y-You should... u-um... All That Matters. Yep, that sounds... um, pretty good.”
You subconsciously leaned closer to Peter, brushing a curly strand from his face. “Yeah... okay...” you mumbled, watching as he turned to look at you.
Before you knew it, he had a hand cupping your face, rubbing his thumb along your cheekbone. “Hey Y/N?” he asked softly, staring into your eyes.
“Hmm?” you hummed, your eyes never leaving his.
“C-Can I, um... ya know... I just think that maybe, um... maybe we could... kiss?”
You laughed as he stuttered over his words before nodding. “Yeah, I think that would be nice.”
A huge smile broke out over his features before he captured your lips with his own in a sweet and indulgent kiss. However, it was over much to soon for the both of you.
Before he could pull away entirely, you pecked him on the cheek before pulling back completely to start the video again. You cuddled up into his side, smiling up at him. “You know, I’m starting to think coming back for the summer was a smart idea.”
He laughed at you and kissed the top of your head. “You should sing for me.”
“I’ll sing for you every day if that’s what you want.”
He hummed in response before once again focusing his attention on your show that was playing on the laptop. You sighed happily to yourself, imagining all the summertime melodies you would perform for him.
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Whaaat? 28°?? Ugh, that's so warm/hot😱😱😳 But aww, animals!😍🤩😍
Nope, my ability to commit to anything for a longer period of time is restricted to READING fanfiction only, anything else my mind will get frustrated with in a few weeks at most😂 PLUS (main reason) I don't like the way it turns out whenever I actually try to write it and since that 7 year headcanon is half-made of what feels like my last remaining pieces of soul, I won't write it, I can't bring it justice😫
...LW's right, you ARE kinda evil...😫🙈 Hmm, well, concerning ideas I once had one where a villain shows up who is trying to rewrite/destroy time&fate and the Superfriends+Legion try to stop them but one of the villains turns out to be a Mon-El from even farther in the future (like, so far, no one would be able to tell how old he is anymore) who'd snapped (uhh, imagine a really really crazy version of Kai Parker?) and is intend on destroying the chains of time (and has already destroyed MANY worlds). Kara etc think they have captured him (not really, he's just bidding his time) when the Superfriends(-Kara) from the point in time when he first snapped show up. They explain how the evil!Mon snapped: Something happened that ended with Kara dying in his arms and since non of them could accept her death, they decided to send someone (which ended up Mon, cause he's the most suitable) back in time to save her, which failed, them again and again until one day he DIDN'T return to their time. His mental health was already deteriotating after Kara's death (even worse, her last words were she loved him but she never got to finish that sentence... I may have watched too much Tsubasa Chronicle when I came up with this mess🙈) and failing again and again made it worse to the point he decided that if the universe was so set on killing her, he'd just kill the universe back. And with time he just his feelings off because it hurt too much🤷🏻♀️ (Oh, and he may have absorbed a sun or so to grow more powerful to save her which might not have helped his mental stability either and kinda made him age even slower, etc). Soo, basically his Love for Kara and the Superfriends not caring about how he feels (...Is it obvious I'm bitter about that?) and pushing him made him snap... I hadn't really thought farther than that, but he'd definitely be deliberately cruel while the good Mon is ashamed and feels guilty...And Kara's heartbroken and angry about what they "did" to the Love of her Life... Blabla they try to get evil!Mon to see the light, keep failing, they notice he still has the necklace, Kara's all "If you no longer care about me, why are you still wearing the necklace" stuff happens and his version of the necklace gets destroyed (not sure if he does it or another villain) and the stone (which I still think has some kind of mind connecting or memory storing ability) breaks, offering one last memory of his Kara telling him she loves him no matter what which finally egts though to evil!Mon and kinda causes a mental breakdown for him and Uhhh.. Haven't thought too much about it, but it'd probably end with him helping the present and future Superfriends and Legion, manipulating time energy (that's a whole other headcanon I have, but I won't start on this now or this will get even longer than it already is) and kinda rewriting the future into one where Kara doesn't die but that destroys him and he fades away while cradling the broken pieces of his necklace in his hand as present!Kara holds him... But Hey, present Kara and Mon end up happily married with Kids Thanks to him🙈 Well, Yeah, that's about it (Lol, I'm really rubbish at keeping things short or explaining sth in a way that is NOT probably very confusing😅) NOW YOU!
Oh god...Who the heck came up with that Language and thought all of that was a good idea?😳😳
Nooo! My clones should do the cool stuff too! Like learn to play different instruments, speak all languages, drawing, writing, all kinds of stuff!🤣😍🙈
Wait, what idea?😳 What Karamel fic idea??😳😳😳😳
Ohh, right, in that universe I might like her🤔 She seemed fun in the bit you wrote and uploaded😁
HAHAHAHAHA 😂😂 #LWgoTOsleepSQUAD
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YES! And I saw most of teh animals i wanted, dolphins, lions, leopard, elephants and a lot of antelopes. Anyway, I'm super happy :D
Well, that's the pain of being a writer, I guess? You will never do the justice, but I think I know what you are talking about. That's why I'm not going to write that 243 ideas of fics I have, becasue I'm too dumb.
I am. Like, obviously.
But you are too, my friend. Holy crap, poor Mon-El. so his old, tortured, miserable self would die in the end? Like? How could you?
And... are there single km or Mon's fan that is not bitter about how he was treated? I mean, Alex treated Kara as shit and never really apologized for her shit and they are still seen as purrrfect sisters *rolls eyes* but i think we already talked about it. As for Superfriends, remember how J'onn told him to not reveal his true feelings for Kara? SpaceDad? WTF? Brainiac? WTF? Alex being a bitch? WTF? Only our son Winn understood his job, geez. I'm going to be bitter about it all forever too, so high five.
Dunno, Hungarians? xD
Gurl, have you ever seen or read stroies about people and their clones? None ends good xD
What fic idea? This of course! "(Well, I'd just kidnap Kara to the future to be happy with Mon and their bestie Winn, cause the present sucks...Well, maybe grab her parents-all three of them- as well, And send them with her, cause kids need grandparents, right?)"
So, I guess I owe you an idea, huh.
Sapce opera one, divided in 3 parts.
First called Shreds of Honour.
Daxam being the kind of autoritarian so called democratic space republic that would connect a lot of worlds (with all some horrible Security Service investigating everyone, brainwashing and horrible people at power - you know, the typical stuff). Also, Daxam being just a part of it - imagine Soviet Union in space and Daxam not being the big Brother but some satelite, known for having the best soldiers. While Krypton being dunno, probably a normal looking democracy with issues.
Daxam and Krypton being at war for years *sad violin music*
Kara, is engaged to some love of her life, but is also a fresh second in command on Kryptonian battle ship (captain - Space Dad, of course), there was a battle, they lost and were captured by Daxamites and on a vessel that was going to take them to a planet-camp.The camps being a really bad places.
But. Some pirates attack the vessels with prisoners and want to naval boarding them, to get slaves (yep, in the future things are still this bad). Pirates in general are known of being even worse than Daxamites and soldiers from The Future Soviet Union.
The Daxamite soldeirs on Kara's vessel resisted the first attack but had a lot of casualties and it was obvious that they can't survive the next attack.
So, a Daxamite officer in command (all soldiers having helmets on their heads), goes to J'onn and other Krypotonians and asks for help. He will give them guns to defend the vessel.
J'onn asks, why.
After some seconds of hesitation, the soldeir takes the helmet off and it's Mon-El. The krypotnians are surprised he is so young, but it seems all older soldiers were KIA.
He explains that the captivity in The Soviet Union is awful but still they have hope to be released one day, while if the the pirates capture them, they all will end as slaves, women sells as whores etc.
So, the Kryptonians agree, they get the guns and they defend themsleves.
But. when the FSU (Future Soviet Union) executives come they are not pleased, becasue it would be better to die than giving guns to Kryptonians aka they treat him as a traitor. Mon-El is downgraded and becasue he became Krypotnians friends, he is sent as their guard to the camp.
Some things happen, there is a lot of bias between them etc. Also, he needs to keep a face and be wary of other guards, he knows he is basically fucked and his career and probably life is over etc. but they sometimes talks, and became maybe not friends but people who respect each other.
And then i have two plots I fantasized about.
First is, some big FSU fish comes for inspection. Before, on some assembly or something, Kara does something and Mon-El hits her face with a gun and orders to shave her haid as punishment. She of course feels betrayed.
But on the inspection, the FSU dude comes (he is a typical human swine) and walks around the prisoners and chooses some females - of course all, pretty, young and blonde. He stops in front of Kara, ogles her, but when he sees her swollen face and shaved head he leaves her alone. The other women he chose are taken away.
Later, the women came back in horrible phsyical and mental shape, and you can imagine what they have done to them. And that's how Kara realizes Mon-el saved her from it.
The other plot is, that J'onn falls ill and the camp doctor refuses to give him a medicine that could save his life. The doc wants something in return but they have nothing to exchange.
So, Kara decides to go to Mon-El and well, exchanges herself for the medicne (all other guards have their prisoners partners and all people and executives know it, but keep a blind eye for it. The prisoners who decide to do it are privileged, have access to more food, some goods etc but are seen as traitors by the other prisoners). Kara knows Mon-el likes her, so she goes to his place and explains the whole situation. He just stares at her, says to stay and leaves. After some time he comes back with the medicine and orders her in harsh words to leave. J'onn is saved and other prisoners think that she became a whore and a traitor. The next time she needs soemthing she comes, he gives her but when she refuses to leave without nothing, becasue she doesn't want to be in debt, he sighs and says he wants to plays chess. She blinks and says she can't, so he teaches her and they spend some nights like that (while all people assuming other stuff is happening).
And well, after some time they seriously fall in love, sparks flly, love making happen, a lot of conversation about their lives, their societies, but not future, becasue they both know they are as good as dead.
But he starts to plot how to save her, but she refuses to leave her crew and him. So agrees and involves other people.
But a day before their plan, he is taken out of the planet by the Security Service, but the plan goes on and they are saved.
Kara is heartbroken but on the vessel that saved them, she realizes she is pregnant.
When they came back, on the first day she goes to her fiance, they have sex, so her child won't be labelled as half Daxamite. Also, she is sure Mon-El was tortured and killed.
The end of part one. Want to hear about the next one? :P
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i was tagged by @babypaulchen <3
rules: answer these 85 questions and tag 20 people
(i wont tag anyone but feel free to do this)
— what was your last…
1. drink: water
2. phone call: my gf because I went home and wanted to know if we need some groceries
3. text message: to my best friend
4. song you listened to: “Wieder keine Zeit” by Feeling B cause my playlist decided its Feeling-B-time lmao
5. time you cried: last week because I m a melancholic lil shit
— have you ever…
6. dated someone twice: yes
7. kissed someone and regretted it: YES but I neither think nor talk about it
8. been cheated on: no
9. lost someone special: yes
10. been depressed: yes
11. gotten drunk and thrown up: yes but only ONE time and there is no need to happen again
— fave colours
12. BLUE in all its shades
13. black ( although its just a shade of light and not a real color #artistshit)
14. actually every color except for pure red (makes me aggressive af)
— in the last year have you…
15. made new friends: ye
16. fallen out of love: no
17. laughed until you cried: yes because of talking strange shit with my workmate
18. found out someone was talking about you: uh... not that I can remember
19. met someone who changed you: yes
20. found out who your friends are: yes and I’m glad everyone in my circle of friends is someone I can trust
21. kissed someone on your facebook friends list: yes
— general
22. how many of your facebook friends do you know irl: there is a bunch of irl friends
23. do you have any pets: yes my cutie of a black vampire cat!!! He lives at my grandparents home and his name is Tosker cause I’m a dumbass and thought Tosca is a male name lmao
24. do you want to change your name: nope
25. what did you do for your last birthday: celebrated it with my family (the same procedure as every year cause its the 23rd of december and in germany its one day before christmas)
26. what time did you wake up today: around 9:30 am
27. what were you doing at midnight last night: watching Scrubs
28. what is something you can’t wait for: /HYPE/ visiting Hamburg with my gurl <3 and SEE TILL LINDEMANN ON STAGE ASDFGHJKL
30. what are you listening to right now: B******** by Rrrrrrrrammstein
31. have you ever talked to a person named tom: yes
32. something that’s getting on your nerves: guests at work asking fucking dumbass questions
33. most visited website: Tumblr, dict.cc (my english is not the yellow from the egg lmfao - only germans will understand)
34. hair colour: brown with some lighter accents
35. long or short hair: short
36. do you have a crush on someone: uuuuuuuuh mayyyyybeeeee its Till Lindemann atm maybe not WHO KNOWS /jazzy hands/
37. what do you like about yourself: my eyes and that I can kinda draw
38. want any piercings: yes
39. blood type: uh I have actually no clue
40. nicknames: Lou, Neo
41. relationship status: given to the most wonderful girl in the world @wiener-blut
42. sign: capricorn with fear of heights which is ridiculous for this kind of animal lol
43. pronouns: she/her
44. fave tv show: ehm like ... there are a few rlly good and I can’t decide...
45. tattoos: one (the logo of one of my fav bands (its NOT R+)) but there will be MORE even if I kinda “promised” my mum
46. right or left handed: right handed
47: ever had surgery: nope
48. piercings: earrings
49. sport: I used to play volleyball at school ... let’s talk about sth else
50. vacation: I LOVE to travel, sadly I don’t have money to do so
51. trainers: nope thats against my morals and my coolness /cough cough/
— more general
52. eating: DID I HEAR FOOD?! but only the good shit
53. drinking: uh mostly water and tea hehe /gets drrrunk on teeeeeaaaa/
54. i’m about to watch: /shrugs/
55. waiting for: my brain to be more creative and my inner fangirl to shut up about SATURDAY /E S C A L A T E S/
56. want: head bang but this will end up with some bad neck pain
57. get married: yes but only because of better conditions AND because I m a sucker for romantic stuff
58. career: uhhhh .... some cool pirate princess/prince
— which is better
59. hugs or kisses: both? both! both is good.
60. lips or eyes: eyes (eyecolors are the shit! and i’m kinda superstitious so i think one can learn much about a person through their eyes)
61. shorter or taller: i dont care actually, but taller lmao
62. older or younger: I like my men older but my women younger (my gf said so while she laughed her ass off)
63. nice arms or stomach: nice arms
64. hookup or relationships: relationships
65. troublemaker or hesitant: hesitant
— have you ever
66. kissed a stranger: no
67. drank hard liquor: yes
68. turned someone down: yep
69. sex on first date: nope
70: broken someone’s heart: no. (rare self-confidence breaks through)
71. had your heart broken: nah
72. been arrested: no
73. cried when someone died: yes, the day David Bowie died /cries/
74. fallen for a friend: /waves at my gf/
— do you believe in
75. yourself: only when I’ve talked long enough with myself to actually convince me
76. miracles: no
77. love at first sight: no
78. santa claus: yes /pouts/
79. angels: YEA
— misc
80. eye colour: blue-gray-ish
81. best friend’s name: Aljoscha <3
82. favourite movie: hmmm let me think about it for the next decades
83. favourite actor: it used to be Johnny Depp for a long time. now I’m not sure, but I still like him
84. favourite cartoon: does One Piece count as a cartoon?! (that was a big part of my teenage years)
85. favourite teacher’s name: my history advanced course tutor Frau Böhnisch (formerly Cieslak)
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look what she made me do (more like look what i did for her)
recently there was a contest held in spain where the prize was getting to go to nyc to @taylorswift‘s fan event next weekend and i, obviously, being the taylor swift fan that i am, entered the competition. it consisted of tweeting a picture accompanied by some text demonstrating “how much you love taylor” and i was like,,, okay i’m gonna go all the way with this, props and all. guess that wasn’t original enough.
however, because i did put two whole days of crafting and painting and making tshirts and buying stuff, i’d like to try to get taylor to see this? which sounds crazy difficult bcs i don’t even know how tumblr works properly but hey!! worth a try. so here’s the translated text and pictures i took for the contest + some pics showing how i made all the props.
the first song i ever heard by taylor was love story back in 2009 and although i didn’t want to admit it to myself at the time, i was immediately in love. i listened to it all the time. however it wasn’t until that summer that i really got into her music. it was thanks to my best friend at the time who made me watch the you belong with me music video and i was Amazed and spent the rest of the night listening to more of her songs and wondering to myself why i hadn’t looked her up sooner. this is why the first picture i chose to recreate was a scene from the you belong with me music video, because it’s still to this day very special to me since it’s the song that got me into listening to more of her music.
(i know it looks like i’m 15 i’m actually 21 i Promise)
i remember that christmas my parents got me fearless and the self-titled album and i asked for the platinum album later because it had 5 extra new songs and i Needed to listen to them, obviously. later on, i got my hands on a fearless tour dvd but it was from the us and i could only play it on my laptop rip europe (still no regrets i love that dvd to Death i cry every time)
2010 came along and i was already Really Excited about it. summer 2010 brought mine along with it and i remember mtv became a public channel in spain then and they had a few months where they were just testing it or sth and they just played music videos on repeat and for a while mine was one of them and i got so excited every time i saw it bcs my baby was on tv!!! i knew that music video by heart. that is why i decided to recreate the mine music video, it reminds me of a great, happier and more wholesome time in my life and it has a very special place in my heart.
(i hate my face why am i doing this)
i remember when it was close to the speak now release date and i asked my dad to go to my closest city’s music shop to order my copy of the album (they were always late anyway). then on a friday my dad picked me up from high school and brought me to my city to pick up the album before lunch. i remember so vividly when i opened the album and i got so excited about reading the prologue and learning what speak now or forever hold your peace meant (i’m obviously not a native speaker of english but i’ve always been fascinated by language and i’m currently about to finish my english degree). that same afternoon i put it in the car and i fell in love with every song. to this day it’s still my favourite album.
in 2011 she came to Madrid on tour so i asked my parents to Please take me even though i live in barcelona. they couldn’t come with me and i was still a minor so there was no way for me to see her. i still remember that march 19th, crying my eyes out because i couldn’t be there. i hated the fact i couldn’t be there even more when i got the tour dvd and it became my favourite concert without having been there.
It was 2012 when she made a liveshow announcing the next album being called Red and the release date and she played some songs for us and it was So Nice. i have to confess I was a bit scared bcs the sound was a bit different from speak now, especially wanegbt and ikywt but no!!! my girl doesn’t disappoint and the album was a masterpiece and i loved it. as always i ordered it in my city’s music store and luckily for me i was studying in the same city this time so during our twenty minute recess a friend and i went to the store every day for a week to check if they already had the album (talk about doing exercise). i was so hyped when i finally got it!!! i couldn’t choose just one favourite moment from this era so i just recreated a promotional picture for RED.
she did another tour with RED which didn’t include spain so seeing her was again not an option since i was still a minor and my parents didn’t want to travel so far for a concert. i was so sad and i promised myself next time i’d do whatever it took to see her live. the good thing about this tour was me discovering ed sheeran who is now my favourite male artist (thanks taylor ily)
in 2014 i started my first year of university, i chose to study english studies because i was good at english in school (that’s probably thanks to taylor in a way, i learned a lot from her songs). i moved close to barcelona for uni and started living with other students near campus. that Big Change in my life was accompanied with 1989 coming out and this was the first time i could actually have the album the same day it came out!!! i made my roommate come with me to barcelona to get it and she didn’t really get why it was so important to get the album the same day it came out but she still didn’t judge me and i’m so thankful for that. (thanks bea ily)
after the album came out she did her taylurking and even though i hate taking pictures of me especially if you can see my face, (which is why this whole thing is a Big Deal for me, putting pictures of myself out there is not easy), i tried to take pictures with the album and the pictures that came along with it and see if i was lucky enough to get her to see my face. fortunately, i got pictures 1-13 and i decided to take a picture with the 13th polaroid as a wink to her bcs it’s her favourite number. it was around 7pm when i gave up and soon i got a notification of her liking my picture on Instagram and I was like,,, screaming and crying already bcs What The Fuck did taylor alison swift see my face and still like the picture??? I was Dead. then she tweeted it and i just lost it. that meant a Lot to me. that’s why for 1989 i’ve recreated the 13th polaroid included in the album.
taylor has been with me throughout my teens, during high school and all of university and i’m still here. i got so many memories of her throughout the years: listening to fifteen every year when the school year starts. doing a power point presentation on her even though it was supposed to be about my hobbies bcs listening to her music was practically the only thing i did lmao. listening to enchanted every time i meet an internet friend (some of whom i’ve met because of taylor, others have started listening to her after me insisting to give her a chance for Ages). listening to tied together with a smile when i feel down. reading twilight while listening to our song and the fallen series while listening to haunted. i remember listening to mary’s song (oh my my) for the first time and thinking it was the Purest, Most Beautiful song in the world. dance and sing in the shower with fearless and you belong with me. screaming the lyrics to the other side of the door and tell me why and should’ve said no. listening to breathe every time i have a fall out with someone. tweeting the last kiss lyrics every july 9th at 1:58. drawing a 13 on my hand constantly. listening to ours and falling in love with it, starting to listen to it in the mornings to start the day in a good mood. doing a heart with my hands whenever i go to concerts because that’s what i saw you do on tours (on dvds, sadly). i could go on and on.
i’m still here supporting, forever and always, and Ready for the new album and the new era that’s starting now. since we don’t have much material from this era yet, i’ve decided to recreate the gravestone in the look what you made me do music video and i put some snakes around it (a new symbol for this era) and the albums and dvds i own to symbolize the death of the old taylors as seen in the video.
it took me So Much Effort and Time to recreate all the pictures (buy the things i needed, make the ybwm tshirt myself with markers, make and paint the snakes, make the polaroid, the gravestone, and find places that more or less resembled the places where the original pictures were taken). i know i’m not a model and it’s not an exact recreation bcs there wasn’t much time to enter the contest but i hope all the details are appreciated and taken into account.
here are some pictures of me making the ybwm
here are some pictures of me making the tshirt taylor wears in the polaroid 13 (i didn’t have it so my sister drew me some birds and i put them on a tshirt I had and i wore a long sleeved white sweater underneath) and the making of the polaroid
here are some pictures of the snakes and the gravestone
after all this effort and time i still couldn’t get to win the contest and meet you in nyc next weekend @taylorswift but i hope you’ll see this and know how much i love you bcs i’m telling you i wouldn’t craft that much for anyone else lmao i usually suck at this. i truly tried my best this time and i’m devastated that even though i tried so hard my hard work didn’t pay off but i hope you come on tour to europe and i get to see you this time around, i’m already saving for the rep tour.
love love love
monica
(@taylorsplatt13 and @hopefulhowell on twitter)
@taylornation @tree-paine pls help me?
#taylor swift#reputation#1989#red#speak now#fearless#you belong with me#mine#look what you made me do#taylurking#how do you even tag#pls help me make taylor see this
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