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anotherwritersblog · 3 years

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Title: Happily Ever After

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader

Rating: Anyone/Everyone

Word Count: 1.6K-ish

Warnings: some fluff, mentions of anxiety, some language (writing and posting to tumblr is new to me, so if I ever miss anything that needs to be mentioned, please just let me know)

Summary: Facing your fears leads to one of the best days of your life.

Author's Note: Hi. First time posting to Tumblr (as well as writing Chris), but not a first time writer. I've got a thing or two in progress on other sites, but I think I'm going to wait and see how this one pans out here. Thought of a few drabbles pertaining to this as well, so I might add on with those later. I don't know. We'll see. This story is beta'd by myself, so any mistakes are my own. I would also like to admit that I’ve made moodboards before, but with my own pictures. So this edit was also a first 😅 I’m still working on it. Lol. No joke. I remade the damn thing at least five times.

Any and all reblogs/likes/comments are appreciated.

In no way, shape, or form, do you have permission to repost this anywhere.

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Growing up, Disney had always been a big part of my life. I'd come down for breaks during my school years, over summers to visit my family, and then weekends when I was an adult and I finally moved 15 minutes away. It was always a dream of mine to live so close, but also to find someone who loved it as much as I did. Someone to enjoy the food, festivals, and rides with.

And that's where Chris comes in.

I had been in the Expedition Everest Single Rider line one afternoon. I told myself I was going to finally try it. Was I excited? No. Terrified? Absolutely.

I sat in the last row of the roller coaster, when this tall brunette slid in next to me. We were instructed to lower the bar and 'Enjoy the ride!'

Everyone ahead of us was chattering quietly as we ascended the track to the top. I was grabbing the bar with my life, my knuckles starting to turn white. I heard a soft chuckle and glanced to my right.

"First time?" he asked.

I nodded my head. "Unfortunately. I'm used to rides like the Haunted Mansion or the Little Mermaid. Those are more my speed." This time he laughed a little harder.

"I"m so glad that my pain and suffering can bring a stranger so much joy," I rolled my eyes.

We get to the top of the track and stop. Soon an announcement comes on that the ride will start back up shortly and to stay seated. "Mother fucker.." I mumbled before I heard the man next to me say "Language!" I whipped my head around and looked at him a little closer. He dawned a pair of sunglasses, a Patriot's cap, and a beautiful full beard. He pulled his sunglasses down a little, and I was soon pierced by the most beautiful eyes I've seen on screen before.

"Shut the front door," I gasped as he shot me a wink before pushing his glasses back up. "Stop. What are you doing here?" I asked, finally realizing who I sat next to.

"Just wanted to get a quick trip in before I..." he hesitated for a moment "before I go back to work." Obviously, he wasn't going to tell me what 'work' entailed (but a few years later, I found out it was Avengers: End Game).

"Of course. Just my luck. The day I get stuck on my first roller coaster, and sit on the verge of an anxiety attack, it's with you," I buried my face into my hands.

"Hey. At least I can relate to that. Been there. Done that. Bought the t-shirt." This time, I was laughing until I heard another announcement. The ride was starting up shortly.

My heart dropped and I went back to white-knuckling the bar. I soon felt a large hand engulf mine. "You'll be okay. I promise." And soon, we were off.

My heart was racing the entire time, but I think it was also because Chris' hand never left mine. We screamed, albeit for different reasons, but it was...exhilarating.

Soon after, the coaster came to a stop and everyone was getting out. I was still sitting when I heard "You coming?" and turned to see that Chris was holding his hand out. I took it, stepped from the seat, and we walked towards the exit.

"So, what'd you think?" he asked, as we stepped off to the side, just outside of the exit.

"Well..my heart is still pounding, and I can't decide if I want to go grab lunch now, or after riding that again," I smiled as I look up at him, greeted with a smile of his own.

"Well..how about we ride it again, and then I'll buy you lunch?" he asked.

"Oh. You don't have to. I'm sure you have other plans for toda-"

"I did," he cut me off. "But it'd be more fun to do them with someone than by myself. Besides. You deserve a good lunch for facing your fears today."

And from that day on, everything was history.

I gave him my number that night, and told him that if he were ever at Disney again, to contact me. And to my surprise, he actually did the next time he was in town.

And he did it again.

And again.

It went on for about a year before he asked to make it official between us. I was in shock, but I couldn't say no. I had fallen in love with my new Disney friend, so I gave it a shot. It was hard at first, with him always away filming or in Boston, but we made it work.

I found myself flying a few times to see him and he would fly down to see me when he could. We kept everything strictly out of social media, both for his sanity and my safety.

After almost two years, we were sitting down at his kitchen table when we decided that I would move in with him. He said he'd take care of me, that I wouldn't have to work anymore, but I enjoyed my line of work. Yes, I had hard days, and sometimes came home complaining, but doesn't everyone? I told him I'd continue working if I moved in with him, and he was fine with it.

He was actually fine with a lot of things. And so understanding. He was always there when I was dealing with my anxiety, when I was home sick and needed to visit my family, or even when I just needed to be near him. Not in an affectionate way, but just being in the same room as him made some of those hard days better.

Whenever he was away filming, he always made a point to call or FaceTime me once a day (he said he tried to because he loves me; I think it's because I always had Dodger pictures ready to send, or to have on screen for him).

When Chris finished his most reason film, he promised a short vacation. I was over the moon when I found out we were going to Disney World.

It was a relaxing trip, and something that we both needed. We visited all of the parks, rode all of our favorite rides, and even got to enjoy the flower festival at EPCOT (he said he made the plans for exactly that reason because he remembered it was my favorite festival). It was such a magical few days but of course, all good things must come to an end.

The last night of our trip, we were standing at the small bridge in the Italy Pavilion. I was standing against the railing, with Chris right behind me. His arms were wrapped around my stomach, while mine were placed over his. EPCOT had just started their nightly show, but all I could think was how truly happy I was at that moment in my life.

I leaned back a little more into Chris, and squeezed his hands a little tighter.

"Everything okay, baby?" he asked as he kissed just above my right ear.

I turned my head to look up at him and smiled. "Everything is perfect, my love."

"Good," he said, as he leaned down to give me a slow and sweet kiss.

I turned back to watch the fireworks when Chris started whispering into my ear. "You know how much I love you, baby, right?"

"Almost as much as you love Dodger," he chuckled at my response. "Baby..Dodger may be the moon that brought light to a dark time in my life, but you are my world and sun. You…You are my everything. You've allowed me to be me, and been very accepting of my lifestyle. You have never questioned any choices I've made, and you've been with me every step of the way for these past few years."

I turned my body to look at him. My hands running up and down his arms, as his hands laid on my waist, and my eyes catching those beautiful, ocean blue eyes.

"I do all that because I love you, Chris. You know that," I said before I leaned up to kiss his cheek, his nose, and then his lips. I lingered for a second longer, before I pulled back to look at the man in front of me.

"And I want everyone to know how much I love you, baby."

I was a little confused, as we've done anything and everything to keep our relationship to ourselves and family. But everything soon clicked when he took a step back and knelt onto one knee. He had reached into his pocket to retrieve a small, red box.

When he opened it, my eyes flew from the ring to his face. He was starting to look a little blurry, but that might have been due to the tears that were starting to run down my face.

"I'm willing to take on anything life throws at me, as long as you are by my side. Y/N..will you do me the honors of marrying me?"

I couldn't get a word out, but I was soon nodding my head, getting down to his level, placing my hands on either side of his face, and kissing him.

"Yes," I was finally able to say and the few bystanders around us started to cheer. There was a Disney photographer capturing the entire moment, and I was elated to see the pictures later on.

But at that moment, after he had slipped the ring on my finger and kissed me under the fireworks, nothing else mattered.

Because I was finally getting my happily ever after.

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rainbowsandcoconut · 4 years

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Just Saw you like getting questions, so here goes. A followup on the travel favorites. You mentioned it was difficult to narrow down. Would a top ten be easier? I always look for new inspiration LOTR being your first fandom but have you ever been into something no one else understood? 😊

HIIII! 💕 This totally made my night. I am honestly so surprised anyone would care enough to send me an ask, this is so sweet 🥰 Anyone wanting to talk or ask anything should absolutely feel free, I’d love it!

I’m gonna start with the last question since the travel one will definitely be longer 😊

I’ve been into a lot of things no one in real life understood haha. Like Supernatural back during seasons 1-3 ish when I was obsessed and my friends would get tired of me talking about it all the time (thank god for LiveJournal), or cycling (road and track) that I got super into watching one summer and ended up going all over the country to see races and do some photography for, for a few years.

Now traveling. Oh man, you’re really making me miss the days where travel was allowed and where I could afford it lol. Thanks for this question though, it’s really put me in a good mood to remember some of my trips, I hope these don’t disappoint. In case anyone hasn’t seen 3 of my fave travel memories, they’re over here. And now I’m going to spam you all with 10 more of my fave memories from trips. I had to try to go with ones I could find my pics from and I mostly managed, apart from Norway, so here we go:

1. Flying an airplane in Wanaka, New Zealand 🛩

I got to actually fly a plane! It only fit 2 people (and a cat) and I feel like I was allowed to do waaay too much, likely because it was my instructor’s first time taking someone inexperienced up so he let me do most of take off and also fly most of the trip, and then he even offered to talk me through landing it but I’m not insane so he ended up doing that part on his own. It was super freaking cool, and the view was absolutely breathtaking.

2. Seeing the Northern Lights, Tromsø, Norway

My best friend did her master’s in Tromsø so I went to visit her for a week in November 2018. I was a bit worried it was too early in the season to see the Northern Lights but one night the whole sky was full of dancing green light! We went up the top of a mountain and stayed there until we couldn’t stand the cold any longer, and it was just an incredible night. I didn’t manage to get any good photos with my phone so I just stole this off Google but it’s pretty accurate

3. Meeting Rachel Bloom in NYC last year

Crazy Ex-Girlfriend is one of my favourite shows, and it’s really meant a lot to me. Yes, it’s a comedy with musical numbers but it also portrays struggles with mental health more realistically than any other show I’ve seen and that’s something I’ve really both needed and appreciated. Rachel is a comedic genius, and her show has helped me through a few tough times, so being able to not only see CXG live at Radio City Music Hall but also get to talk to Rachel after the show made it an incredible night.

4. Watching the sun rise over Angkor Wat, Cambodia

The history of the Angkor temples is so fascinating, and I managed to get myself up early enough to see the sun rise over Angkor Wat several times. For anyone who may want to go, my advice would be to not elbow your way to the front of the lake, but stand a bit further back while the majority of the tourists scramble to get a good spot. About 90% of them will disappear into the temple once the sun has offically risen and it’s gotten light out, but you want to stay by the lake. The sun takes longer than you think to actually rise above the temple, and by the time it gets there, most people will have left and the area will be much quieter and more peaceful and will give you a chance to really take in the sunrise. Each time I kept thinking maybe the sun wasn’t super bright or the clouds would cover it some because it seemingly took so long, but staying is absolutely worth it.

5. Early morning Alms Giving in Luang Prabang, Laos

This almost felt like a moment I wasn’t supposed to see but the owner of the guest house I was staying at assured me I was fine to watch. I wasn’t staying in the center of the city, and I was the only tourist out to watch the long procession in this neighbourhood which made the experience feel extra special and authentic as opposed to how crowded I’ve heard it can sometimes be in the city center.

6. Going to Lawrence, Kansas in 2009

Seeing as I mentioned being very into SPN above, I’ll include my trip to Lawrence, Kansas on this list. I went solely because my friend and I thought it’d be funny to do so because of its connection to Supernatural. We got invited to lunch by the owner of a souvenir shop who was delighted to hear I was from Denmark because her husband had a friend whose dad had once been. We stayed in Kansas City, and I got lost on my way back from the post office one day. An older lady in a car stopped by the streetlight I was at and offered me a ride back to my hotel which I gratefully accepted, only I started to rethink that decision once I realized that the footwell of her car was so full of bibles, I had to step on them, and the passenger door could not be opened from the inside. Obviously I realized this after I was in the car but while I was somewhat freaked out, I still agreed with her that us going past the McDonalds Drive Thru before my hotel was a good idea so her and I could get to know each other a bit... I was way too trusting back then but hey, I didn’t die so yay?

7. Driving a moped for the first time on Phu Quoc, Vietnam

I don’t have a license for any kind of vehicle and I have never driven any either (apart from a car twice on completely deserted, straight roads) but the owners of the hostel I was staying at insisted it was the best way to get around the island. Once of them tried to show me how it worked on her own moped, then let me try for a couple of minutes and then declared that she’d rent me one for the next day even though she was too afraid to sit on the back while I was practising because my accelerating and breaking were super abrupt. So the next day off I went. I drove into a tree and a sign in the street, got a lot of concerned looks, and I probably broke any and all traffic laws but I had such a fun time and I got to see some incredibly beautiful beaches that I don’t know how I could’ve gotten to without the moped. Important note for anyone doing this: remember sun cream! I sadly don’t have any photos of the moped, but I did take this photo of one of the beaches I visited:

8. Going to Obama’s first inauguration in January 2009 in Washington DC

I’ve always been into American politics and that interest peaked around 2008, so just in time to watch Obama get elected, and I knew I had to try to go to DC when I started planning my first ever US trip for 2009. I didn’t manage to get onto The Mall as I only made my way downtown around 6 am but I got a spot on Pennsylvania Avenue for the parade. I have never been so cold in my entire life but I’ve also never experienced the kind of euphoria and excitement from a crowd that I did that day. There truly was a feeling of hope for a real change, and I talked to the absolutely friendliest, kindest people while we waited. Plus I got to see Barack and Michelle Obama wave at me (in my direction anyway) as they were walking down Penn Ave which I’ll forever remember.

9. Going to Kangaroo Island, Australia

I love kangaroos. So much. I will never get over how cool they are. And I got to bottle feed joeys (baby kangaroos) on this island, as well as pet a bunch of tame adult ones, and see sooo many wild ones. Plus I got to see lots of koalas and other wildlife, as well as the beauty of the island. My friend did technically hit a kangaroo (or wallaby) when we were driving after dark but she’s Australian and didn’t take it quite as hard as I did.

10. Seeing the Colosseum in Rome, Italy

I’ve just always loved this building. And seeing it in real life did not disappoint.

#about me #travel

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bigskydreaming · 5 years

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LOL in all honesty though I’m way too amused by my own Jack Frost joke and its literally from a Bobby/Christian fanfic I wrote like, twelve years ago or something. It was right after Morrison introduced the idea of Christian in his run for purposes of Emma angst, and then they had that Emma solo, and I took that and ran with that fueled entirely by Rage and Spite, as I am wont to do. I now have no idea where said fanfic is, sadly. This was definitely way before Ao3. I think I only posted it on LJ, on an account where my friends list was like....entirely people from an entirely different fandom soooooo probably why that fic never really caught on. Whatever, I write fic more for myself anyway lmao.

It was pretty good though, think it would’ve held up well. The basic premise had to do with Dark Beast, the AU version of Hank from Age of Apocalypse. See, in the comics, when the few survivors of the Age of Apocalypse reality ended up in the 616 reality after it was destroyed, not all of them ended up in the present. Dark Beast, for example, ended up like twenty years in the past. And he didn’t have most of his memories, amnesia from trauma from the cross-dimensional travel or something. Which is when he met a then teenage Emma Frost, who’d just run away from home after everything that happened with her dad and Christian, and she ended up restoring Dark Beast’s memories with her telepathy, so they actually have history in the comics.

So I went with the idea of, okay what if you let Christian have agency in his trauma instead of giving it to Emma, who lbr, has PLENTY of story material on her own. So my premise was that it was Christian who ran away from home and ended up meeting Dark Beast and restoring his memories. And then Dark Beast, who has always been just as obsessed with creating the perfect mutant as Mr. Sinister is, if not more, because he’s like....equally obsessed with proving he’s better than Sinister....well instead of experimenting on the Morlocks, which is what he went on to do in the comics, he looks elsewhere. He never went after Scott or Jean, because he’s also a coward and Sinister scares him shitless, and DB knew damn well there was no such thing as a reality where Sinister hadn’t already called dibs on Scott and Jean’s genes. BUT, Dark Beast also knew from his own reality who all the other most powerful mutants would end up being....years before their powers even manifested in this reality. And since I’m me, of course I wrote it so that like, DB decided to focus on the other one of the 05 destined to grow up to be an omega mutant.

And so he had Christian, who was young and easily manipulated because Love Me, I Need External Validation, My Last Name is Frost as In My Family’s Credo is What If We’re All Frosty All The Time....he had Christian use his telepathy to like, prompt Bobby into running away before the actual event that led to Xavier and Scott finding him and saving him and him joining the X-Men. Where Bobby of course ‘happened’ to bump into DB, who took him in along with his other young protege Christian, so he could like, secretly conduct experiments on Bobby blah blah you get it.

But eventually Christian and Bobby fell in lurv and Christian was like what no, this is wrong, bad, not doing this anymore, so they run away together, and then it was basically just me writing them as a mutant Bonnie and Clyde who are gay and do crime together and say like, fuck all the adult mutants who try and manipulate them and other kids like them. Like Xavier, who eventually tried to get Bobby to join the X-Men and Bobby was like lol no, hard pass. Or the Hellfire Club, who eventually tried to recruit Christian except he was like lol no, hard pass. And then they were basically like this Chaotic Good power couple that just popped up here and there fucking shit up in a well-intentioned way that made half the X-Men grind their teeth and the other half snicker, and same with the Acolytes and other various groups. And there wasn’t really anything anyone could do about it because its canon that Bobby’s only real weakness is to psychics and having a world-class psychic as your boyfriend really kinda nips that weakness in the bud. Unless you come up against like, a cosmic-class psychic like Jean Grey, but lucky for them, she just thinks they’re adorable and tends to go whoops, missed them again every time they slip through the X-Men’s fingers.

And ultimately they decided their real mission in life was to rescue really young mutants whose powers manifested early and put them in danger, and make sure they get a chance to grow up without the various factions going ‘we’ll protect you, but only if you grow up to support our agenda and be One of us, shhhh, don’t fight it, just sign your life away on the dotted line, all the cool kids are doing it.’ And also me being me, and it being like 2004 ish? I think? Maybe 2005. Anyway. So my other preoccupation of the time was the Academy X kids so of course we’re talking like Julian and Josh and Cessily and the like, who were all like, adorable little ten year olds at this point in time, but also V. Beyond the Capacity of These Two Hapless Gays to Handle Without Help. Like, apparently omega powers and world-class telepathy do not actually qualify you to effectively parent a mob of young mutant menaces when you’re only 21-22 yourselves, who knew. So they ended up just showing up on the doorstep of one of Emma’s properties, mutant menace mob in tow, as she was the White Queen by now, and Christian greeting her facepalm moment with ‘Hey Ems, remember how you always wanted to be a teacher?’

And then there was this bit where Emma was something like “I’m a bit busy trying to take over the world, darling, try me again after my mid-life crisis.”

And Christian was all: “You can teach and take over the world at the same time, y’know, some of us are capable of this little thing called multi-tasking?”

And Bobby helpfully piped up: “I can pat my head and rub my stomach at the same time.”

Cue Emma’s wrinkled nose and accusing stare at her brother: “What on earth do you see in him?”

But Bobby just turned around and was like: “Umm, for starters, my ass is amazing. Have you not seen it? Here, touch it. Go ahead, you can squeeze it.”

Emma: .....

Christian, shrugging: “Well I mean, he’s not wrong.”

Emma: “If I agree to this idiotic plan of yours will you leave immediately and never come back?”

Bobby, stage whispering: “Tell her we still want holiday visits, so we can be the cool gay uncles who show up and spoil them rotten and thus they love us more than her. But don’t tell her that last part.”

Christian, dutifully: “We want to still come by for holidays so we can be the cool gay uncles who show up and spoil them rotten and thus they love us but no more than you, an equal amount only.”

Emma: “I’m standing right here you imbeciles.”

Bobby, still whispering: “Make sure that includes Easter. I’m pretty sure if I show up in a bunny costume I can make her head explode.”

Christian: “Just to be clear, that includes - “

Emma, a vein in her temple throbbing: “Just give me the children already.”

Bobby, gathering up the kids in a crowd around him, all noisy and giggling and clamoring for his attention: “Okay kids, so here’s the plan. From now on, you guys are gonna stay here in this big old house with Auntie Em!”

Emma, appalled: “Oh. My. God.”

Christian frowns: “Emma, please stop trying to fry my boyfriend’s brain. I’m not going to let you.”

And then the kids swarmed through the door past her into the hallway and there were the sounds of stuff breaking, distracting her for a bit before she like, glared at Bobby and was all: “This is all your doing!”

Bobby, hurt: “Only mostly! Chris and I are a team. A united front. It was a 60/40 split.”

Christian: “Well....”

Bobby: “Okay, 70/30.”

Christian: “You said you were going out to get some waffles to make breakfast in the morning and you came home with waffles, ice cream, and Julian on your shoulders.”

Bobby: “He followed me home!”

Christian: “That’s not how he tells it.”

Bobby, whirling on the ten year old Julian Keller who’s playing a Gameboy and looking entirely unconcerned: “You little traitor.”

Julian flipped him off.

Bobby, scandalized: “He did NOT learn that from me.”

Julian, still not looking up from his game: “Yes I did.”

And that was when Christian started dragging his boyfriend back to their car, before Bobby can get into an actual fight with a ten year old, yelling back over his shoulder at Emma: “Okay, great, thanks so much for doing this, let us know if you need us to bring anything when we come back in a few days with the second batch.”

Emma, distracted and trying to do a headcount: “Yes, fine, be gone already. ...Wait. What second batch? DRAAAAAAAKE!!”

But it was too late as the car is halfway to her big mansion gates by then, Bobby cackling: “Hey, we should totally get a dog. Like a little foofy one.”

Christian, knowing better than to ask but asking anyway: “And why is that?”

Bobby: “Bet you anything I can get her to say “I’ll get you and your little dog too!’”

Christian: “I’d appreciate it for both our sakes if you never do or say anything to suggest to my sister you’ve ever compared her to the Wicked Witch of the West. I mean, not that she’d protest on moral grounds, but she takes her color schemes very seriously. And you do know you don’t actually have to provoke her quite so much...”

Bobby: “Mmmm....agree to disagree. It’s the principle of the matter.”

Christian: “What principle? What matter?”

That was the gist of that scene anyway. Dialogue’s probably different, but you get it.

Ugh, I probably have the whole thing sitting in an old email account somewhere because that’s always been my main way of backing stuff up, is emailing it to myself. Problem is, I think I had a specific fandom email account back then and I don’t know what it is anymore lol.

#kalen writes things sometimes

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thevikingwoman · 5 years

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First drabbles

@cordkitty-ish tagged me (challenged me? haha) to post the first drabble I wrote. I am not sure of the exact parameters for the tag, but I took this to mean unpublished writings too. My first published bit you can find on Ao3, and like @cordkitty-ish I spend a LOT of time over it, even if it isn’t long: Ar Lath Ma. I still like that, even if I’d write it differently today.

I am going to tag @galadrieljones @buttsonthebeach @ellstersmash @a-shakespearean-in-paris and @idrelle-miocovani

I never even thought of writing, let alone wrote anything down, before I entered Solavellan Hell, so this is only about 2 years old (Aug 2016).

When I first tried to find fanfic, the only thing I found was the lj kinkmeme (now on dreamwidth, also @dragonage-kink ). This fragment is an idea based on this request (which I obviously wholeheartedly agree with). I have no idea why I put it down, given that there already is a lovely, but unfinished fill.

Presented in all it’s badly/non edited form: (cw: nsfw, bondage)

Surrender She ties his hands with a silken rope "Are you comfortable?" She asks "Perfectly" he replies with a quirk to his lips. "Solas " she breathes here, it was all he had to be She trails kisses down his chest His hips bucks and he strains against the ropes as she takes him in her mouth. "Stay still, vehan" she commands gently. He does. Like this, he can surrender to love

And he surrenders to her sweetness

This means the first thing I wrote was smut, and I had forgotten and I don’t even know how I feel about that, lol. this is so random.

I also found another fragment, under cut to save you. This is Lavellan and Cass having a Very Dramatic Conversation post Trespasser. Again, very unedited, and including a comment, lmao

"Inquisitor - it is enough. You must take a break!"

"Cassandra? "

"What I meant is…. Ugh… I am concerned. We are all concerned. You need to slow down. Alt least go to bed, my friend"

"Have you ever truly been in love, Cassandra?"

"I cannot say I have"

"Every time I look in the mirror I see my bare face. Do you know of vallesilin? Every adult Dalish are marked for the Creators when we reach adulthood. He said it was twisted, and that used to be slave markings. But how can I tell my clan? How can I go there and tell them our Gods are no more than Trevinter Magisters, just more powerful? How can I explain who and why this was done?

They will spurn me like a pariah. He left me with nothing. No gods, no clan, no arm, no heart.

--- break up? Inquisitor…

Don't let the Dread Wolf catch you scent, we say.

He caught a little more than that.

I have nothing left, and I should hate him, but I don't. I love him still.

Why do you concern yourself with me? I am at best a heretic, and at worst consorting with the enemy of all of mankind."

"Well you know I am a terrible romantic…"

"Huff"

"You are also the best way to make someone I came to respect see reason. The Makers says we can all walk in his light. "

We should all have a chance to walk with the maker.

" I don't think Solas is an Andrastian"

"But I am. And if you don't go sleep now, I will thump you head"

" a serious threat"

"Indeed. Goodnight Inquisitor"

I guess I have improved a bit, lol!

#first drabble meme #or first writing #ahh I can't believe im sharing this #and that *that* was the first thing I wrote #I guess my path was set #lololol #also I was really wrapped up the in the post trespasser agony

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mazarinrouge · 7 years

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Let’s Read The Promise: Part 1

Everyone hears that the Avatar: The Last Airbender comics are bad. And they super fucking are. I tried to give it a chance, and I found that The Promise is probably the worst of them that I’ve skimmed. The Search is eh. But OHHH MANNN The Promise. It’s perhaps one of the most ridiculous things I’ve ever read, and is in general a complete trainwreck. I’m not posting each page as an image because that’s tedious and you can go look them up on your own, but there will be some snippets here and there. Without further ado, a play by play of ATLA: The Promise.

In brief, this comic is about Aang and Zuko working together to remove the Fire Nation’s colonies and their culture from the Earth Kingdom shore. Surprisingly, it handles this sort of situation in a really dumb way. /s You would think Aang and Zuko together would be able to come to some reasonable conclusions, but you know. I’ll get to that later. It opens with the same intro from the shows narrated by Katara, except this time it’s different. Because it’s after the war and all.

But I believed Aang could save the world. And you know what? I was right. With the help of his friends, Aang defeated Fire Lord Ozai and ended the hundred year war. Zuko, Ozai’s son and our ally, became the new Fire Lord. Together, with Earth King Kuei, Aang and Zuko promised to restore the four nations to harmony.

Except didn’t he run away to travel the world with his bear? If he did go back to Ba Sing Se after the war, we’d have to assume he didn’t die out in the wilderness or get captured at any point in time. We’d also have to assume that the people saw him and just LET him back into power, despite being the puppet for the Dai Li. And do the Dai Li still exist? They do in Korra, but I can’t see them here. Inconsistencies, oh well, who cares?

There are about eight fire nation colonies on the shore. Zuko decides to help Kuei “remove those colonies by doing whatever it takes”. This is very vague and already sounds like a bad idea. Cough cough. Sokka names the movement to remove them the Harmony Restoration Movement while Toph suddenly learns Invisibility Bending.

Then they go to Iroh’s shop cause why not. And we suddenly travel ~back in time~ to the Season 3 finale and see Katara and Aang smooching. Which apparently Sokka steps in on. It feels sort of like a sitcom. And Sokka’s like blehhh kissing! Katara and Sokka fight about it and you can really feel the tension in their dialogue. Gotta give mad credit to the writers here. /s/s/s/s

Then they’re on their way to a festival right after the war ended, and it’s going to be great it’s got fireworks and everything and

Oh my god. This is the angstiest thing I have ever seen. First off, why would Zuko be asking Aang this? Why not ask Katara? She clearly hated you (lol). Aang’s whole thing was how much he didn’t want to kill Ozai. Even IF Zuko started “becoming” his father, how would he expect Aang to be the one to murder him?

I also understand this is a natural emotion for people. Like, if you had an abusive father you probably wouldn’t want to turn out like him. But I imagine it’s somewhat different if your father and all his fathers before him committed mass genocide. If you’re raised to think that’s pretty wrong, hell, he even thought it intrinsically as a lil boy, then you probably won’t kill a lot of people. I don’t know just food for thought .And as an added fact, all the Fire Lords had their dads alive when they were conditioned to kill everyone. So I really don’t think Zuko would make any decisions as bad as his father’s. Maybe bad decisions, he’s hotheaded, but he’s not a murder. He wouldn’t even touch Zhao because it reminded him TOO MUCH of what Zuko’s dad did to him. It just seems out of character. But not as out of character as Aang KILLING Zuko.

Katara seems to be cool with it, though.

It timeskips to a year later and we see that Zuko is worried about rebel Fire Nation peoples to try to assassinate him. This I can agree with. There would have to be some people who oppose Ozai’s imprisonment. And it’s very sudden for a 16-17-ish year old boy to become your new ruler. He wakes up one night thinking someone will assassinate him, and guess what he was right. And would you guess who it is???

A teenage girl! Got to keep all the cast the same age. Wouldn’t want a hired hitman or anything. This teenage girl is so rebellious. She came all the way from the west coast of the Earth Kingdom to kill Zuko. She’s from the oldest Fire Nation colony and she’s here to take revenge, because apparently....the Restoration Movement is going to destroy all the colonies?

There was never any indication as to what this “movement” would consist of until now besides “remove them”. I didn’t imagine removing them would mean removing the culture or the people? You see, the rational thing to do would be to remove the government so the Earth Kingdom could control the land. There could be an intermingling of cultures and it may be interesting, but definitely not bothersome. That’s why some of France looks like Germany. They moved in and then the land went back to France and now they just all hang out there. There’s no concrete explanation to the reader of what this movement does. So really I still can’t say it would really destroy all the buildings and evac. all the people but Hell. It might.

Isn’t vague writing cool?

So Zuko sends this girl back to her home colony in cuffs. Her dad finds her and it turns out her dad is the mayor. Now I can understand their trouble. He may worry he might not have any position of power in the colony anymore, but hey, that might not happen. It’d be ridiculous to install an Earth Kingdom specific mayor, maybe even a little racist? It could happen though, so you understand your distress--

except NO! It’s not about that at all. Apparently the Restoration Movement is now Confirmed to Remove All Fire Nation People. Great. This went downhill fast.

Then this guy says hey your father wouldn’t be proud of your actions and Zuko attacks him.

Sheesh.

Then it cuts to Aang forcibly removing everyone from their homes and putting them into a new and confusing country. Cool. But suddenly when they get there a soldier tells them that they all need to leave! Because Zuko has stopped supporting the Restoration Movement! So that means that all Fire Nation Colonials are barred from entering the country??????

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I don’t think i have to even explain why this is one of the worst ideas ever. Why forcibly remove or never allow in? Why not the middleground? The gray area? That whole part of the damn original show that was toted around so gloriously. How extremes are bad and not everything should be taken far this way or the other. But whatever. Fuck the show. Let’s do this instead.

It cuts to Toph’s metalbending academy and we learn that Zuko has holed himself up in Yu Dao. No one is allowed in or out. Toph says he’s becoming like Ozai. Aang is meditating and talking to Roku, who thinks Aang will be a good guy if he kills Zuko. This could just be a dumb rehash of the show where none of the other Avatars give Aang the answers he wants. Maybe the Lion Turtle will come back too and give Aang some Complacency Bending to fix Zuko.

I like this though. Aang is set on his own motivations and protecting Zuko as his friend. He’s not even looking Roku in the eye. Their worldviews are so different. Neat.

They arrive at Yu Dao to confront Zuko. The walls are barred and Aang and Katara decide to go in themselves, scaling up the wall to get past the gaurds. This comic site has custom annotations like old Youtube videos by the way, and I just thought I’d show you this.

Typically the rule with pet names is if your partner says one you don’t immediately say it back. But OK. I guess ‘babe’ was too adult for the demographic. I just can’t see these two really using pet names at all. Like Aang would respect his girlfriend so much he’d probably be happy enough just getting to say her real name so often.

We also learn here when he gets inside the walls that “Flameo, Hotman” is actually spelled “Flamio Hotmen”. I cannot accept this.

Aang enters and bows to the General and they start attacking him and Katara.

If they’re both trespassers why are they only attacking Aang and not Katara? How is Aang that close to the fire and he’s not got a Zuko burn yet? These important questions and more brought to you by me.

lol

Katara gets fed up with these people burning Aang and does a Dr. Crocker-esque panel by panel of her saying

“Stop. Trying. To. Set. My.

Reminds me of something else....something....even more awkward to say while attacking people....hm...

“Stay away from my dad’s ex-girlfriend!”

Oh well. I must have forgotten what it was. (coughKorraDoesntExistcough)

Then Zuko comes in and grabs Katara in a weird and compromising position. She says stop you’re hurting me oh no. And Zuko says not until you stop hurting my guards. Which she didn’t really hurt any of them. She demobilized them like Aang would, but they’re all still ok. She did throw ice shards, like pointy ones, Not sure what happened to that poor guy.

Aang gets mad at Zuko and they start fighting. Aang tries to talk to him while they are fighting and it’s kind of like a Naruto battle. And then....

God dammit.

But it’s ok because Katara does what she always does and just walks inside Aang’s killer air puncture ball no problem and touches his face to bring him out of the Avatar State. Which is sweet and I always like it when she did that. But how did she get inside the Aang ball?

Then Zuko says ok fine we can all calm down and talk. By the way, Zuko is growing incredibly weird cheekbones here. I think it’s a part of Bryke’s direction, because if you look at Korra almost every single male (except Bolin) has killer cheekbones. Like really really skinny face cheekbones. And now Zuko has them here.

Maybe they’re trying to represent Zuko becoming his father. Because Ozai had cheekbones too. But how does one get cheekbones like this in a year? Earlier in the comics, he didn’t have a face like this. He looks like a little skeleton man. Maybe it’s supposed to portray his aging due to stress like Lincoln or something. But man. It just doesn’t look like Zuko anymore. It looks like cheekbonko. That’s his new name.

Zuko had a change of heart after talking to the family in Yu Dao he met.

(gee maybe you should let the government be in control of the towns but let the people stay there because it is an old colony. Or let the colony stay so long as they don’t harass the Earth people. Or set up a joint government sort of thing with a council to rule these specific colony towns. Or anything but this dumb plot. ALSO LOOK AT ZUKO’S WEIRDASS HEXAGON FACE CHEEKBONES FUKC)

Also Katara doesn’t say anything she just stands there looking sad and confused. But just to make sure she does say something she says maybe Yu Dao should be the exception and only they can stay. Why is no one smart in this universe. But anyway, she decides to have another meeting with the Earth king.

It cuts to Zuko. The Kyoshi Warriors are his new bodygaurds. He gets up in the night to get water, but really he goes to see his father and DUN DUN DUN.

Well that was anticlimactic. Just seventy pages of UGH....THIS IS SO INFURIATING. But you know that’s fine.

This has been Part 1 of The Promise.

My predictions are Aang will not kill Zuko. (hes in the other comics) And they will remove everyone from their homes. Everyone will be happy despite that fact and Aang will get a kiss from his ‘sweetie’ the end.

But who knows?

#avatar the last airbender #the promise #anti bryke #aang #zuko #my posts #rant #ish

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Me And Bicycles Kind Of Mix

Followup to this post: http://pkgam.tumblr.com/post/155994655870/long-riders

Which referenced this post: http://pkgam.tumblr.com/post/148281126925/wheels

So yeah, I talked about automobiles and me for the most part in the second post there, but not that much about my ventures into bicycles. I mean sure I had issues with them as well, but they weren’t the same kinds of issues and thus disproportionate. I’d say they were less impacting overall than the things about driving automobiles. So it’s story time! I haven’t had much time with bikes, but enough that I could get an idea of it. Not as a kid though of which I’ll explain how I seen it back then.

I thought the Hotwheel cars were my earliest “wheel” memory before, but thinking back on it, I think there was something else (It’s weird how memory of your youngest years is always such a blur...) with wheels and was more of a bike variety. When I was very young (Maybe like 2-3), I was given some plastic Batman tricycle with a plastic seat of which only had metal in the axles and screws.(Can’t find a pic and we no longer have it, nor did I find it online, sorry!), which I rather liked to ride as it was really stable, low to the ground and really light. So I could even get it up hills with relative ease. It was my first experience with anything “pedal-powered”. I was sorta nervous on it, especially when I’d get up to speed, but could control it pretty well. So I’d ride that around on our driveway a lot. Never’ could go on grass with it though as the wheels had zero traction due to being a smooth plastic, lol! But pavement was fine-ish as all I had to do was lean in to the front wheel to put pressure on it. I never really took it beyond that though because even back then I knew the dangers of automobiles, but also namely because...

I was eventually gifted a bike to “graduate” from the tricycle. I think I was like... 4-5 or so, I don’t remember really, but I was young. It was a black “Mickey (eww Disney...) Motocross” mountain bike that I can’t for the life of me find a pic of online and I no longer have it to take a pic of. It is a single speed and in order to brake you had to backpedal. It also came with training wheels that I basically relied on to stay up. It also felt very heavy to me, which is strange now that I think about it because I recall being relatively athletic even back then as I’d run and jump all the time (I found out later that heavy kids bikes are a widespread issue and they hinder riding.). From what I recall, I picked out a speed gauge to put on it (Which I don’t remember it’s appearance at all) and these colored octagonal-cylinder clanker-slidey (yeah I don’t know the name and they weren’t spoke beads, lol!) things that slide up and down on the spokes to make this vary satisfying rim tapping sound while riding slow. Keep all of this in mind because there are reasons why I mentioned this stuff.

Needless to say they started me off with the training wheels so I could get a feel for it and had me in a safe area to ride around at: a court near the house. A good spot because people wouldn’t zoom through it. I didn’t really feel comfortable on the bike because I felt so high off the ground (Looking back on it, the seat was probably too high because I had difficulties reaching the ground with my toes) and I didn’t like the idea of falling and getting hurt, especially at a higher speed, but I did get the hang of it and got semi-used to the feel of it. I never went too fast though because I’d get nervous that I’d mess up and flip over the handlebars or something. (I don’t think I ever got over 10mph) But the funny thing was that I wouldn’t really notice my speed unless... you guessed it, I peeked at the spedometer or didn’t hear the clanker-slidey things clanking. So those two accessories really were a terrible distraction to me but I never really noticed or recall saying anything about it, likely because I was just a kid and didn’t really recognize a problem considering that I didn’t want to go fast. But of course how a bike stays up is it needs momentum. So overall it hindered skill growth. But... I never got hurt. The closest was hitting a pothole in that court, stopping dead in my tracks, me panicking at the sudden stop and jumping over the handlebars but landing clean and safe, lol! That jump and landing is actually a really cool move when I look back at it. It didn’t “feel” cool because I did it out of panic but... yeah. :P Needless to say because I reacted like that, clearly something about riding it made me feel like I may need to bail at any time, which I guess I did. So I never really got used to it and thus stuck to the training wheels.

Eventually they pushed me away from them though because they seen I was not keen on moving from them, but the way they did it was to do it one at a time and have that one wheel above regular tire height. You know, so I’d have one to lean on in case I feel like I’m falling. Well, that turned out to be a bad idea because the whole time I’d ride them I would just lean towards said wheel. Thus circumventing the whole idea of it and developing a bad habit of not even riding with the center of gravity... centered. According to them I was riding without the training wheel in short bursts here and there though as I’d sometimes center myself and get off the wheel without even knowing it, which made them giddy to, well, see me ride the bike as it was intended (Looking back, I think this was another sort of “rite of passage” thing.). But any sort of lean to any side, like on a turn or something (which happens naturally), made me feel like I was going to tip and then I reverted back to the reflex of leaning on the training wheel. So in reality I wasn’t getting it. Yet... I think they thought I was. Because the next step of course was to push me away from the last wheel and ride it on just the two main wheels, which I had no understanding of how it worked no matter what they told me or what I tried.

I probed further of course and asked for a demonstration of which they did it easily, citing it’s balance. But I noticed that there was lean primarily on the turns and even when going straight, which made me even more confused because it seemed like you should just fall right over with any sort of lean similar to how a wood plank falls over when standing on edge and getting barely nudged. Methods they tried was to try and get me to feel how to balance on the wheels while standing still which does not help me because I never could stay upright for more than a second or two and thus felt like I should be staying up all the time to stay balanced (of course that’s not how a bike works, but how was I to know then? :P), the “hold seat while kid builds up momentum and let go” method, using a downhill slope to give me slight momentum... didn’t work. I had too much fear of falling to feel it out and their “encouragement” regarding that didn’t help as they said bumps and bruises were all a part of learning, which scared me more. But early on they did try putting knee/elbow pads on me along with a helmet. Plus had me ride on grass where it’s softer, but that just made it harder to get anything going because it is harder to get started on grass than it is on a slopey driveway or something, especially with a bike that felt heavy. The most success was a time my mom did the “hold seat” method when she let go and I stayed up a few seconds before not turning and hitting the garage back wall. :P But of course since I couldn’t start on my own, nor feel out the motions of staying up, I didn’t really learn anything. Which I could tell really frustrated and even embarrassed them, especially my mom. I was frustrated about it all too from the multiple occasions of fails so I gave up on it saying that I’d drive a car eventually anyway (HA!). I tried riding the bike again a couple of years later and failed even harder because the bike was not too small for me as my knees would hit the handlebars and I was too big for my family to hold up by the seat so even that method was out. XD So I gave up again... up until I became an adult.

Looking back, quite frankly I don’t think THEY understood how it works, they just demonstrated it to me and said balance is key. But that didn’t seem right to me because I could see on turns and straightaways they’d lean which seemed like they’d continue to topple over, so I didn’t get it. Of course there is a scientific explanation for it, but you can’t expect a 4 year old to understand it or for anyone to think about all the workings of it while riding because there’s too much. :P Long story short, I think they sucked at teaching because they literally couldn’t explain it, they just “did it”. Which is really how anyone rides a bike because you can’t think of all the little nuances, you just gotta have it engraved in muscle memory to the feel of the bike. Hence why they say if you learn how to ride a bike, you’ll always know. But as science also proved, you could mess that up by just flipping the handlebar action around, lol! I think that’s a thing a lot of longtime riders don’t get about new riders because it seems so incredibly easy to someone who can do it after they have done it for a while due to automatically doing very specific things without realizing it. But it’s the whole thing of most not realizing what they do that makes it impossible to teach because they don’t get it.

Like, did you ever think about what amount of multitasking goes into just starting it’s movement? You probably shouldn’t really, at least while riding, because too many thoughts can mess you up. Besides setting the pedal in the right spot and getting the seat correct before riding, as someone who can ride a bike now that can explain it: You’ve gotta push off with one foot while beginning to pedal with the other foot at the same time not being too far off the center of gravity (lower seat height helps be balanced from the start...) because you’ll fall over due to a lack of speed and if you do have a lack of speed you need to steer into your lean with your arms to keep yourself upright while somewhere in there getting your other foot on the other pedal from off the ground fast enough and beginning to do a smooth pedaling rhythm. *GASPS!!!* That’s a mouthful with no periods and all of that goes on in just a second. Hence why when you get it, it’s not something you think about because you “can’t” think about it, nor is it something you’ll learn unless you experience it through trial and error by feeling out the failed attempts which are of course are harder to feel out when you’re scared. Maybe impossible for some because the concentration is more on the fear than the fails.

So this is where the whole “learning as an adult” thing comes in. Part of the reason why I tried it again was because by then I have of course let go of all the past frustrated feelings of trying to learn as a kid AND I had access to a better and more suitable bike. Well, it wasn’t mine, it was my ex-uncle’s of which he bought to exercise on. Some red and silver Trek mountain model with front and rear rim brakes (Descriptive, I know... :P Though in all honesty I’m not sure I’d recognize it if I seen it again). It was much bigger than my kid’s bike of course, but felt rather light to me though I never weighed it. At the time I don’t know if it felt light because I had gotten much stronger (I literally haven’t touched a bike since my last attempt to learn as a kid so I had nothing to compare it to, plus I knew next to nothing about bikes) or if the bike was a better build (probably both), but it did. I of course asked if I could give it a shot and he said sure so I played around with it. The brakes up by my hands and not by my feet made it far more favorable as to how I’d prefer to stop because it’s more like teamwork between the hands and feet. Having things be set the right way and thus be more my size made it tremendously less intimidating too because my feet could touch the ground. :P I could treat it as a push bike and always be able to catch myself if I tip and fall, which was hugely comforting. Of which I only did once by getting careless. Wait... careless? How uncharacteristic for me, lol! So needless to say I was gaining confidence fast and thus was able to better feel out things. Well, in about an hour total I had gotten it. XD Seriously. It was a thrill to figure it out though regardless of how quick it went because I guess the itch to learn how to ride never really left, it was just dormant.

But... I wasn’t really “that” confident and thus was still nervous about slipups, so I’d still have a hard time calling it “riding”. I’d lean hard on the handlebars with a death drip no matter how much I’d try to relax. Thus I couldn’t really do any hand signals if I rode in some actual traffic because I couldn’t get out of that habit. More importantly, I was still clearly uncomfortable on it despite being capable of riding it consistently. But it wasn’t for quite the same reasons as a kid. Yes I still worried about some kind of hard collision that would be life threatening, but I could tell it would not be by tipping over sideways like I thought as a kid, namely because I understood it now. XD See, you never really fall sideways due to the momentum plus being able to outright touch the ground with your feet. I was more worried about the injuries that happen when flipping over the handlebars or of course hurting someone else. So I never really took it anywhere. I’d ride it in that same court area, back to the house, around the house... but not really putting anything into practice. Plus never getting over the lean and death grip on the handlebars. “But” something definitely clicked with me and biking that never really did when I was trying to drive a car: I felt far more in control. I think that made all the difference. Let’s do a few comparisons so you get what I mean:

Automobiles take quite a while to stop due to their weight but bikes can be stopped quickly due to being so light. Even rim brakes are pretty sufficient but automobiles basically always have disc brakes because rim brakes are too weak for them. Disc brakes are better for bikes too of course, but not nearly as necessary.

Bikes are lighter so if you get stuck, you just lift it and yourself out. Automobiles need a tow truck. Not that I got stuck but... the idea of it is bad.

Automobiles have “play” in their wheel and thus have a delay in your turning. Bikes control instantly.

Most automobiles have walls blocking your vision all around, bikes are all open.

You can jump a bike over things to avoid them from flat or slightly sloped ground. Autos... obviously not so much. XD (Though I never learned how to bunny hop a bike.)

I also have a certain admiration for bikes that I don’t for automobiles because:

They multiply your movement without the use of gas/motors and thus good for the environment.

They have an easier time tackling various terrain thanks to light weight and being on just two wheels.

Being on two wheels means they have a smaller footprint which allows you to move through places you couldn’t with a automobile.

Handles drops far better.

No way you can damage things as badly on a bike as you can with a auto because there’s far less force/weight in collisions, including hurting yourself or others...

Smaller in general = better for storage and space saving. Takes’ up a lot of room in a garage, huge parking lots are built for them, etc...

They’re actually faster to travel with than by cars. No, I’m not joking, studies totaled up the hours.

I still sorta quit biking again though. Not due to frustration, but because I wanted to focus on other things and because I got to my personal goal of actually being able to ride one to some extent so I was satisfied.

After watching Long Riders! however... I dunno, something about that show and all the inspiration that comes with it is kind of giving me the itch to take it back up again and beat the last hurdle of it: the nervousness that kept me from feeling comfortable. Namely because wheels and me have not mixed very well due to the feeling of low control. Unfortunately though due to my aunt and ex-uncle’s divorce, the bike went to him so we’re completely bikeless and thus I’d have to get another one. I’m mixed on because if I were to get one and not stick to it, it would be a waste of money and the bike would take up space until I’d sell it. :P It’s not like my dance pad where you know I’d go back to it time and time again, lol!

I’d go with a entry-level mountain 19.5″ (My legs are 32″) bike so it wouldn’t be too pricy yet would fit me with it’s versatility, plus repair accessories and of course a lock. :P I would NOT go with a department store type bike though as those things are often pretty dangerous due to cheap parts (Nor would I recommend you get one for the same reason... go a couple hundred more so you stay alive.). So it would probably be like a Trek 820 or something. I wouldn’t be going super crazy with it though, just some on and off road stuff like traveling and I have interest in seeing some local bike trails (as you know I love nature stuff). Maybe trails first because they’re more secluded to practice on. But again, if I wouldn’t use it after a certain period, I’d be better off using the money for a second dance pad for doubles play or something. XD Oh and I have of course checked into whether or not the bikes from the Long Riders! anime exist, which they do! Pontakun actually costs less IRL than it did in the anime, though of course some of the humor in it is about high prices of stuff soooo... lol! Not’ sure you’d want a Pontiac Firebird (Fun fact: I actually did not get the reference before reading that article.) for yourself though as they’re really heavy...

But anyway, I’ll have to think about it some more.

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Bonus section about learning to ride (or teaching someone) that a lot don’t know:

For the love of god, don’t get a bike that feels too heavy for you and is the right height (including the seat...). They’re harder to learn and get a feel for on.

Practice at a flat secluded area. No one likes interruptions while learning something and you don’t want it to be hilly as that can mess you up at first.

No, you do not have to fall at all as a part of some sort of learning process. As a matter of fact, falling just wastes time you could be using to feel it out and might shake you up.

Training wheels are utterly useless because they don’t teach you how it rolls. You’d be better off using a balance bike and/or taking the pedals off a bike to turn it into a balance bike.

Once you’ve got a “balance bike”, sit on the seat, hands on the handlebars and just use your feet to push yourself to get a feel for how it operates. Soon you’ll glide for longer and longer per push.

Put one foot on a pedal and do the pushing thing again with just your other foot until you get the feel of it. If you ever feel like you’ll tip on the side with the pedaling foot, just take it off and put it on the ground.

Put the other foot up on the other pedal once you’re comfortable with the other foot being on there and start pedaling. That’s basically it, lol! Sure there’s more to it like said hills (maybe bumps too), brakes and consistency in staying up at first, but that is a practice thing that only really comes once you get up on it to begin with. Getting on-on it is the big thing though so once you do, the rest just flows.

Thanks for reading and have a good one!

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