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moe-broey · 7 months

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I do really want to buckle down and get my old WIPs presentable though, even if I do resort to just cleaning up pencil sketches (though ideally I would like to ink and color -- or even just settle for inking).

I talk a lot about my concepts and I feel bad/frustrated that I can't present them...

I would say the Veronica focused comic is like a one-shot, initially planned to have two pages (though only one was sketched/written out).

Meanwhile I have a long ongoing plotline that started off as a non-serious, silly comic, that I ended up having Strong Feelings about actually, which eventually would kick off all of my Askr sibs/Alfàr thoughts. There's a short interlude with Sharena and Lif as well in the og silly comic as well, as I was drawing parallels/trying to grasp the vibe... this comic did actually reach coloring stage, almost all character illustrations are fully colored, bg blank (which. The art is so old. I almost just want to leave it.)

And I guess that Is the nice thing about doing all of this as a hobby, like, nothing Actually has to be done perfectly, it just needs to look presentable. I can take as many or as few shortcuts as I want, and learn in the process what works for me.

Like, actually, I feel like my Henry/Libra/Nowi comic is a fantastic example of that -- the bg is extremely basic (borderline looks childishly done), and I Know I could do way more than that, but. All I really wanted was to draw something quick and fun that was exclusively focused on the characters, the joke, and the actions taking place. The background only existed for the purpose of Making it work -- you need to see that there's a river, that Henry is currently dragging Nowi towards as if he was disposing a body. And later, you need to see the river still, when Libra picks her up and throws her into it. Core point, it doesn't have to Look nice -- it just needs to perform a function.

Something else nice that I learned in letting myself do it poorly is that watercolors are really good for broad quick coverage. Which IS something I knew and was going to utilize in some Genshin comics, which ultimately got abandoned esp bc I lost the interest -- I just haven't actually Used the method in a larger piece. Which! I think is actually what I'm getting at.... being able to draw something small, not serious, with the lowest amount of effort required to serve its purpose, actually helped a lot in conceptualizing how I can approach future projects. And likewise, how I can approach cleaning up older ones that don't quite stand the test of time.... but again, I may just opt for filling in the necessary blanks (fully coloring The Characters if it got to that stage) and cleaning up what I can with updated art (which would end up being pencil sketches).

Another thing is I really want to organize everything somehow, beyond my art tag. Especially because a lot of these thoughts are interconnected, even in the case of the Veronica one-shot. And of course, the other WIPs, while disconnected at first glance, Are the jumping off point for a storyline that has A Lot of different parts. Plus, on top of all that, I actually have a lot of comic/story ideas for my summoner OC. Either to present characterization/parallels, or to be a part of another broader storyline that's interconnected as well.

I think. Maybe the main thing to get sorted Is whatever is closest to being finished, and starting from there. Which also means I'll want to figure out a navigation system..... hgnghghnhghbngh......

#i think w moe plotlines esp backstory i could do something funky w carrd. which wouldn't contain Everything #but would contain the basic overview. friend in artchat linked me to a really cool example of someone's oc #but beyond that like. my one idea is linking each part? but some things don't directly flow into the other?#but it's still all connected? i mean MAYBE the starting point is the more serious thoughts #i had after the silly thoughts.#but now i think i'm overcomplicating it do NOT overcomplicate it overcomplicating it is the project killer‼️‼️‼️#whatever. look into my twisted mind. it's a fucking mess in here and nothing ever gets done. 😔

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heauxzenji · 4 years

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I'm not sure if u take requests but if u do could u write a NSFW alphabet for Issei?¿ ♡

So lemme tell you something- I got this req and the first thing that came out of my mouth was BIIIIIIIIITTTTCCCCHHHHHH

And I proceeded to scream cry and yell about this for idk how long. I put so much thought into this- I literally wrote it in almost one night completely. I have SO much to say about this man. My Issei brainrot is only fueled by my stupid horny Pisces brain- WHICH HE ALSO HAS god bless him. Anyway enough about me this turned my mind into soup and it all fell out of my ears enjoy ur fucking horse cock

NSFW Alphabet- Matsukawa Issei

No thoughts head he. 😌

gn!reader focused, obviously nsfw....

𝕬 - 𝕬𝖋𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖊

Best Service Dom. Best Dom EVER. Anything you want you get, you have to only say the words. Food? Already ordered so it would be there by the time you finished. Cuddles? His arms are wide open and his body is very warm. Sit in a bubble bath and scroll through your favorite online stores? The bath is nice and warm and his credit card is at your disposal. He takes amazing care of you, and will stop at nothing to make you feel secure/safe/happy at all times..

𝕭 - 𝕭𝖔𝖉𝖞 𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖙

Welll…. I… we all know what it is. I’ll explain more later but in addition to that he also has the most amazing arms/abs. He’s very lean, definitely naturally so. Doesn’t need to work out but does so anyway keep toned.

𝕮 - 𝕮𝖚𝖒

Likes to cum inside you, but simply so that he can watch it ooze out of your hole. Sometimes he’ll even keep fucking you after he’s finished to see himself push it back in even after it’s out.

𝕯 - 𝕯𝖎𝖗𝖙𝖞 𝕾𝖊𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖙

I hate adding this but he has a foot fetish. Not like a hardcore creepy kind of foot fetish- he just likes to suck a toe here and there. But only if they’re freshly pedicured… he’s very picky. He’ll give foot massages all the time tho if you ask him. He just never tells anyone about it because he knows his friends will clown him.

Not ur foot but close enough he would get you one of those little golden name anklets and kiss it every time he lifts your leg over his shoulder. 👀🦋

𝕰 - 𝕰𝖝𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊

Absolutely. He’s done a lot in his life, and is not short on any stories of past encounters. He is kind of a sex encyclopedia, but he’s very casual about it. If you bri bc up something you wanna try, 11/10 times he’s going to not only have done it, but be able to suggest ways for you to make it better- with several anecdotes.

𝕱 - 𝕱𝖆𝖛𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖊 𝕻𝖔𝖘𝖎𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓

Doesn’t just like doggy- it is his lifeblood. It’s easier for him to control your movements while also making sure that he can bury himself all the way inside. He can have a vice grip on your hips one moment, his fists full of your hair the next- and if he starts spanking you well… that’s between you two and god.

He does like plain old missionary too, but only bc he can see himself in your tummy.

𝕲 - 𝕲𝖔𝖔𝖋𝖞

It makes him laugh sometimes when you struggle to take him all at once. He thinks it cute that you try, but it’s hilarious how big your head gets sometimes. He has to fuck you dumb and remind you that you can’t do that.

𝕳 - 𝕳𝖆𝖎𝖗

Trims, but not super short. He does wax his happy trail tho bc it makes him self-conscious.

𝕴 - 𝕴𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖆𝖈𝖞

Can actually be very romantic if he wants to. He is a Pisces, after all. He does enjoy foreplay and the sensuality of that to get you prepped, and he takes extra care to make sure you’re fully ready. He is going to be hard on you, but understands that he has to take good care of you, and he does

𝕵 - 𝕵𝖆𝖈𝖐 𝕺𝖋𝖋

Daily. At least once. It keeps the stress away and livens his mood. He does it as soon as he wakes up, and then if he’s having a really hard day or difficulty sleeping, he can do it to ease his nerves.

𝕶 - 𝕶𝖎𝖓𝖐

Size, obvious because everyone is smaller than him Skdkfkf he’s a giant. He’s 6’2 and his cock is at least 3 feet of that.

Daddy Kink, self explanatory mostly. It’s just so fucking sweet on his ears, his baby cooing for their daddy, trying so hard to work his entire cock into their tiny hole, trying to be so good for him… he loses it every time.

Voyeurism, likes watching you touch yourself. He finds it amusing how you think you can get yourself there without his help. You both know that’s impossible, but it turns him on to see you try.

Praise, again- he loves to make you feel special. And you work so hard fitting all of him inside, he has to tell you how good of a job you’re doing, especially because he’s appreciative of you letting him impale you. He has to let you know.

Mutual Masturbation, Kinda goes with voyeurism. If you’re away from each other, you’re definitely going to have sex via FaceTime- he just wants to see you, and also wants you to see him. To him, it lets you know you’re the only one that can get him there, and that your presence alone- even if he’s not touching you, is more than enough.

Lingerie, Loves nothing more than seeing you all pretty for him. He also just really likes the feeling of lace or silk against his fingertips He can get out of control and rip your sets tho- but don’t worry, death is a very lucrative business- He will buy you several replacements.

𝕷 - 𝕷𝖔𝖈𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓

LOVES car sex. If the mood strikes, he WILL pull over. But really, he’ll take it wherever he can get it.

𝕸 - 𝕸𝖔𝖙𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓

He’s very eager to please. A little lazy, yes, but at his core he wants to make sure you’re feeling good.

𝕹 - 𝕹𝖔!

He has done literally everything at least once and the one thing he just can’t get into is piss. One bad experience and a 3 month uti later he’s sworn off it for good.

𝕺 - 𝕺𝖗𝖆𝖑

Not his favorite. He could honestly go with or without it personally, just because there’s so much of him. But he will happily fuck your throat if you want him to, and will go down on you for hours to make sure you’re truly prepped. For someone who’s not a big fan of it, he’s actually AMAZING with his mouth. It’s lazy but in the best way possible.

𝕻 - 𝕻𝖆𝖈𝖊

Starts off slow so you’re good to go, but will pick up the pace as you stretch out. He does enjoy a few slow deep thrusts in between drilling you into oblivion tho. He never tries to make your guts into a smoothie on purpose, it just kinda happens that way.

𝕼 - 𝕼𝖚𝖎𝖈𝖐𝖎𝖊

He will never say no to quickie. The amount of fast food bathrooms and abandoned parking lots you’ve seen is astronomical. The amount of times Makki has kicked you out of his apartment for trying something while he goes to the bathroom is even higher.

𝕽 - 𝕽𝖎𝖘𝖐

He's the classic degen. bf who reaches across the table at the same time as your dad when you go “daddy can you pass the salt?”

So yes, he’s definitely going to tease you under a table at thanksgiving dinner.

He’s really going to have you whenever he wants- even if it comes at the expense of your pride/morals sometimes.

𝕾 - 𝕾𝖙𝖆𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖆

Can go on forever if you let him. Will overstim you to hell and back before he even thinks about cumming. Doesn’t even know he’s doing it- he’s so used to fucking you brainless that he doesn’t realize it’s too much. But he is SUPER apologetic about it and will make sure to treat you extra carefully.

𝕿 - 𝕿𝖔𝖞

He actually has a few for when he’s feeling lazy. He used to run through fleshlights like they were tictacs but he’s since finally found one that he won’t break.

He got most of them for free because he worked in a sex shop during college- he was very popular.

𝖀 - 𝖀𝖓𝖋𝖆𝖎𝖗

Yes. He will 100% rile you up with touches that seem innocent enough in nature, but are a tad bit too low, or linger on for a bit too long.

Will also give you “the look” in public and pretend he doesn’t know what you’re talking about- he definitely does.

𝖁 - 𝖁𝖔𝖑𝖚𝖒𝖊

Vocal in bed, especially with praise. Will constantly tell you how good you’re doing or how good you feel. Doesn’t moan a lot, but they slip out from time to time. Instead it’s a lot of deep breaths, groans, and curses.

𝖂 - 𝖂𝖎𝖑𝖉𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖉

If mortuary school hadn’t have worked out, he and Makki were going to start their own porn company. They actually have a very solid business plan. They made a pact to sit on it for now, since Issei is working at the funeral home.

𝖃 - 𝖃-𝕽𝖆𝖞

LMFAOOOOO

Literally a foot long. Longer actually. I’m going to honestly say 13. No I won’t take it back. Perfect thickness too. Honestly it’s like… god really took his time and got it fucking right. Everything about his physique is perfect- it would only make sense his cock is that perfect to match. Color is even all around, the head is bubblegum pink. There’s also one very prominent vein on the underside, and a few tinier trails of veins on the top. The statue of David? Don’t know her. Only know the statue of Issei.

𝖄 - 𝖄𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌

High sex drive, but he can keep it subdued if he has to. Especially because he knows he’s too much for most people. He's not shy about it though. Is CONSTANTLY horny on main. Not that you mind.

𝖅 - 𝖅𝖟𝖟

Service Dom through and through. He won’t sleep until you do, and even if he’s dead tired, he won’t sleep at all if you’re staying awake. He’s going to do everything to take care of you and your needs first. When you do sleep he likes to hold your head to his chest and will press his nose down into your hair so he can fall asleep surrounded by your scent.

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mandareeboo · 4 years

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Have you seen the new season of Carman Sandiego. Please tell me you're seen it. You gotta see the new season, it's everything we've wanted. Also, basically the whole season is Holloween themed. (Also also have a good day and good vibes)

Just finished it!!! Aaaa it was so good! I loved the themeage going on, and watching Chase start to realize he was wrong.

Well, last season I gave a bullet point list, so this season I did the same! Here’s random shit I screamed about throughout the episodes. =)

The gentle hitch in Carmen’s voice as she says “I… have his eyes.” Aaaaaaaaa

Fucking Fire Lord Zuko’s voice as some twink named Spinkick. I’m SCREAMING.

Carmen snarking about codenames like she wasn’t raised as Black Sheep like GIRL.

Carmen being offended at breaking into her potential mom’s house. Idk why I just love that touch. She grew up with thieves for family, where stealing was just normal, but picking mommy’s lock is crazy.

Every time Brunt tries to pronounce a foreign word it is. Art. Por faYvor. Shadow SAAN.

“There’s nothing here to steal!” -GESTURES AT TROPHY WALL-

Carmen just. Getting adopted by a luchadora.

Everyone getting all dressed up for Halloween and then Brunt just. Being a cowboy.

The fact that V.I.L.E. Heads really have nothing better to do with their days than play dress-up and Halloween games is great.

Them casually confirming they seek out young orphans with no support system and groom them like DAMN was not expecting it laid out like that.

That art curator lady throwing that priceless taser artifact at Zack and Ivy only for it to break was just. So funny? I’m sure it wasn’t REAL or she wouldn’t risk it but the scowl as Ivy says, “hope that wasn’t worth a lot?” was amazing.

Once a season or so Carmen gets the absolute shit kicked out of her and it’s just. Really troubling to watch? They don’t mess around when she gets wounded goddamn.

For a second I legit thought that Sonia was gonna fly outta that plane and die and I was NOT prepared for that angst.

Ivy and Zack tryna hijack a plane is so weirdly pure. They really will do anything for Carmen.

Listen full disclosure I’d love if it turned out Cookie Booker was Carmen’s mom simply bc she’s voiced by the original Carmen Sandiego (and it’d make her stealing the V.I.L.E. intel even more ironic) but I know the chances that’ll happen are basically none.

The slooooow roll of the window before Carmen asks him where Julia is and HIM ANSWERING AKSMDOCLSODKCS I love the cop-criminal dynamics in this show

“YOU WISH TO MOCK MY DRIVING SKILLS NOW?” “Do we, Carm? He’s kinda rockin’ it.” Zack is. A fucking gift.

The fucking. The fucking candy bowl. V.I.L.E. has a goodie bowl. No I will never be over it.

I thought Shadowsan was a silly name but now we’ve got The Troll and honestly?? He won. He lost but he won.

Crawfish King out here making tickets 100,000 each but he using sheet ghosts and dollar store pumpkins. I know it’s for charity but bro c’mon, dig into your personal funds a bit.

Every single time they see red Ivy and Zack just HAVE to say it’s Carmen’s color like it’s Vantablack and she’s the douche who owns it and it’s. Amazing.

Paperstar continues to be That Bitch no one wants to work with

The put a DRONE in a SHEET alsmsclsodkcs

Forget all the zany ass supervillians the cleaners are the most terrifying ppl in V.I.L.E.

Look, I ship Julia and Carmen but Carmen and Tigress have ABSOLUTELY had hate sex at some point. Same with Carmen and Paperstar. There’s just. Way too much going on there.

I NEVER FUCKING REALIZED THAT PAPERSTAR WAS VOICED BY KIMIKO GLEN UNTIL JUST NOW??????????? Took me three seasons to hear the Lena in there rip.

Brunt being willing to buy snacks for “trick-or-treaters” is fucking hilarious. What if someone HAD come. What if they got an operative home early. Was she really willing to hand out candy to strangers.

The amount of effort they put into trying to keep each chase scene interesting is great. They have to do a LOT of running animations and they keep putting little touches in to keep it from getting absolutely dull.

Mime Bomb hating Neal the Eel is great

Zari making a bunch of banana puns to razz Chase is great

Hideo just. Casually knocking a police officer unconscious.

Chase FINALLY starting to realize that Carmen isn’t some super wicked supervillain is great. I love how it’s played out. I love how you can SEE it sink in as he remembers Julia’s words, his realization that she was RIGHT and he BRUSHED HIS PARTNER OFF.

MIME BOMB JUST CASUALLY ABANDONING SHIP WAS FUCKING HILARIOUS, HE WAS SO DONE

Chase recognizing Neal’s escape with Crackle’s in season one was great, he’s finally putting shit together.

That shot of Player hovering over his computer while watching shit go down is really good? You can see the tension in him as he watches his closest friend commit serious high-stakes crime.

They just fucking???? Tasered her????? She didn’t attack anyone, she didn’t fight, she just looked at Roundabout right and they zapped her ass, holy fuck.

Shadowsan ABSOLUTELY volunteered to give Roundabout the talking down of a lifetime. He enjoyed every second of it.

If they even SQUINT at Graham wrong Carmen may actually commit real life murder.

#Ask #Question Mandar #dreamworksoverdisney #Carmen Sandiego

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dokyeomini · 3 years

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hope this is not excessive, but i had fun answering yours so i'm gonna shower ypu with numbers: 6, 7, 14, 23, 43, 47, 48 💞

6. What is your least favorite movie/TV show to gif? cql is a bitch to color lmao and i also feel like everything has been giffed so sometimes i feel like it's pointless for me to do it. but i still sometimes get an idea or remember a scene i loved so i still do it. 7. Who are your top 3 gif makers? i'm gonna name ppl i follow so it's easier to narrow it down but i don't think i'm gonna stick to top 3 sgfsdf so in no particuar order: @yootaeyanq always gorgeous sets <3 i see you sometimes saying you’re not happy with smth and it makes me wanna bonk you on your head >:( @sugarbabywenkexing you always have new ideas of what to gif and funny too. and the wenzhou kiss series... i love you for it <3 your coloring is very distinct but also different every time does that make sense? @ueberdemnebelmeer your coloring is always so *chef’s kiss* and true to the source material i really appreciate it. and you gif a lot of shows/movies i’ve never heard of so ty for expanding my to watch list <3 @wkxbaby ik you always put a lot of effort into making the gifs the best quality and i really admire that <3 and they always look soft?! @/zhouszishu idk how somebody can color things so consistently well i just sit back and enjoy :) (im only tagging mutuals) @lanyuan always interesting coloring and i loved your hanguang june series i can never get enough of him! 14. How long does it usually take you to make a set it depends. if it’s from one scene / episode / video, then like from an hour to a day. if it’s from several episodes / videos then longer. sometimes they sit in my drafts for a week but after that i don’t go back to them bc honestly i forget what i wanted to do or i get bored of the idea. 23. What is the thing you gif when you don’t have anything else you want to gif? a music video or a random scene from shl/cql or whatever i have downloaded. but rn i feel like i’m just abandoning every set i start (i have a few in my drafts but i’ve been too tired to finish them in a day so i just forget about them. 43. Do you keep videos forever or delete them once you’re done giffing? stuff i dl from youtube i delete once im sure i won’t be giffing them in the near future. but episodes that take a long time to dl AND take a lot of space (ahem 4k cql that i t*rrent) i put on an external harddrive if i remember to. 47. Any advice for novice gif makers/people who want to start making gifs - always gif things that bring YOU joy then the amount of notes will not matter to you - try to find the best quality video available and use a youtube downloader that lets you dl high quality (i use videoproc but there was a reddit thread where ppl listed the ones they use) - i think vapoursynth isn’t a necessary step at least at first bc it takes a while to figure out (i had a meltdown trying to figure out the script). but i think it’s good to figure out ps first. - never pay for a program. you don’t need to i’m actually the worst person to give technical advice but truly just gif what you want to gif, others will appreciate it too <3 48. How would you describe your giffing style? fuck around and find out? i don’t do anything fancy i just try to make the scenes look nice and i love colors but i don’t add much (idk how to anyways jkgjd)

#oof this is a long one #thank you tho i had fun answering them :')#ueberdemnebelmeer #answered

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kpopisthereasonihavenolife · 5 years

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Love You Like a Tattoo

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Jeon Jungkook/Reader [F]

Genre: Soft Badboy-ish AU, Fluff (Overwhelming Amounts), Drabble-ish

Words: 2.8k

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Summary: No one really believes in Jungkook’s girlfriend. Living in a small town far out of the busy city of Seoul and depicted as the spectrum opposite of Jungkook himself. He’s covered in tattoos, piercings anywhere he could get them and smokes like he doesn’t care if he loses a lung. So, when he finds out you’ll be staying Seoul for the summer, he is insistent you stay with him. Now, he eagerly awaits your arrival after such a long time.

-Or-

Jungkook is fucking ready to see his favorite girl bc he’s mega-whipped. (Also rubbing in his friend’s face that she is- in fact- a real person and not some imaginary gf he made up is on his bucket-list)

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“Holy shit, really?!” Jungkook who was sitting in the garage with his buddies practically screamed into the phone call he was on. His friends who sat in a small, not so even, circle around a trash bin with a fire in it silenced as they all flicked their eyes over to him. The Spring- nearly Summer- air hit the group with a crummy blanket of moisture that the fire burned away. The garage door open as they sat located on the edge of a suburban area of the city.

Ashtrays of grey and white and brown cigarettes, a wide selection of brands in which each boy chose to favor. Lighters from bright yellow disposable lighters to metal Zippo’s sat snug in the pockets of each boy. A can of beer or cola in someone’s hand at all times.

Jungkook had excused himself from a conversation about the next piercing one of his friends- Taehyung was going to get that shifted from a conversation about trying to talk Hoseok into finally getting a tattoo. Hoseok was shockingly the cleanest skinned boy with only a few ear-piercings to his name. He almost got a septum piercing but wussed out at the last minute.

He moved from the corner of the garage to the outside, stepping into the moist, damp air that almost teased a rain shower later into the night. He leaned against the outside wall, phone held to his ear with his tattoo-covered arm. Pushing anxiously at the stub pierced through his tongue with the roof of his mouth.

“You’re serious, right? You’re not trippin’ on me because I will literally fight you if you’re pulling some prank, girlfriend or not.”

“Did you cry when we Skyped like a week ago because I stubbed my toe on my dresser?”

“You kicked it so hard your toenail started bleeding!” He defended as you laughed on the other line. You, his girlfriend of 3 years laughing at him. Jungkook just huffed, a smile on his lips as he shook his head. “Okay, fine. I won’t fight you, but I’ll throw stuff at you. What’s soft to throw? Flowers maybe?”

“What a charmer,” you told him.

“I try really hard just for you,” he snickered. Jungkook stayed silent as you told him about your plans to travel from your small little town on the coast to Seoul for the summer. You told your folks that since you wanted to go to the University of Seoul once you finally racked up enough money, that you wanted to test the waters of city life.

Of course, there was still a lot you had to prepare for. Temporary living arrangements, means of travel (you’d probably walk to take a bus everywhere), estimates of how much money you’d need to actually survive a summer in Seoul, etcetera. You had thought about calling the cheapest hotel you could find and trying to negotiate a reasonable rate for such a long stay.

“Just stay with me, babe,” Jungkook sighed into the phone. “It’s just me in that apartment, I don’t mind sharing.”

“I totally forgot you moved out of your mom’s place!” You exclaimed as he just let out a fit of small giggles. “If you really don’t mind, could I bunk with you? I’ll pull my weight, I promise!”

Jungkook rolled his eyes. “Wow, do I want my girlfriend living with me? Hmm, that’s a toughie,” he reached into his pocket, grabbing his nearly empty pack of cigarettes with his lighter inside. Pulling one, white toxic stick and placing it between his lips, he pushed his phone to his cheek with his shoulder as he cupped around the bud and flicked his lighter. Waiting to make sure the wind wouldn’t snuff out the flame and it would actually light.

Taking a drawl from it, he pushed his air out. Watching as a puff of grey smoke wafted into the dusk air. Sun nearly out of sight behind the identical houses as the sky threatened a navy hue with clouds scattered around like cotton balls. Breathing through his nose he sighed. It was definitely going to rain tonight.

You laughed sarcastically through the phone as he faintly heard your mom calling you down to eat something. He scowled a bit, knowing how late it was at the moment and you hadn’t eaten yet.

“Coming!” You shouted to your mom as you started talking to Jungkook again. “I’ll text you later, okay?”

“Tell me when you’re coming into town, okay? You can stay with me and we can work everything out after that.”

“Okay, I will.” Jungkook could hear the smile in your voice and he wished you had Facetimed him instead of a phone call so he could see it.

“I miss you,” he told you before you were ready to cut the call. Him hearing you roll out of bed, abandoning your books he was sure was sprawled on your bedspread.

“I miss you too. I’ll see you soon though,” you reassured.

“You better.”

It was a few minutes later when Jungkook was walking back into the garage, taking one last drawl of his smoke as he flopped himself down into his cheap, folding-camping chair. Snuffing out his cigarette in a glass ashtray that almost needed to be emptied, he took a can of iced soda from a small cooler at his side and chugged a good half of it. A hefty blech following.

“Is Loverboy done talking to his girlfriend?” Hoseok teased in a mocking tone. Jungkook rolled his eyes. His friends were solely convinced Jungkook was fibbing about his relationship and you altogether. Not having seen you before and being so different from him; they all called bullshit.

Jungkook flipped a solid middle finger at his friend as he erupted in stomach laughed, kicking his knees up as he stomped. Jungkook craned his neck back, letting it hang as he starred at the white garage ceiling.

“Girlfriend phone call or not,” Namjoon started as he finished his second can of beer for the evening, “what was the fuss about? You yelled then went outside? Hiding something maybe?” His smirk on his face was so obviously screaming ‘did you go outside to talk about your fake relationship away from us?’ and it made Jungkook was to throw his stupid beer car at his head.

“I’m not hiding anything,” he hissed. He kicked his boot covered feet up, stretching them out as his heels bounced on the concrete floor. “Y/n was talking to me about what she’s going to do when she comes down this summer,” he casually announced with a relaxed wave of his hand.

There were approximately 4 seconds of silence before his friends were shouting or bounding from their camping chairs or crates they sat on and rushing to his side. Grabbing him or his chair, nearly knocking him out of it. He braced himself, tucking his boots back under his chair to stable it as he straightened his back.

Voices of his friends bombarding him with questions of when you’re coming, for how long, why and if they’d get to meet him. It was only an hour later that Jungkook literally had to run to the nearest bus station to get away from his friend’s just to go home. So much for having a drunk night in the garage.

2 weeks later and Jungkook was dressed in a too expensive Adaias white shirt, black lining the edges and black strips running down his shoulders in a trio. The shirt leaving his arms open for everyone to see his tattoo littered arms and watch strapped around his left wrist. Tucked into his black jeans that run down the thick of his thigh to the slim of his calf. His boots hitting his shin as the short strings remained untied to accommodate for his jogging. His hair was curled and wavy from the humidity as his bangs hit his eyes.

He jogged his way to the train station, descending the stairs from the streets to the underground railways. Hoping down from step to step, careful to mind his footwork before he was waving between people. It was still early in the morning, only 8 and the crowd wasn’t completely awful yet.

Stopping and leaning against the back wall in front of your station and out of every other person’s way, he gathered his breath. His heartbeat in his chest, but not entirely from his run here. He wanted time to speed up so he could see and feel you that much soon. He pulled his phone from his (unfairly deep) jean pocket and shot you a text.

Jungkook: I’m here. Look for a handsome tattooed stranger when you step off.

You: I was taught never to talk to strangers.

Jungkook chuckled at your response, shaking his head as he stuffed his phone back into his pocket. His smile he wore not wiping away once as he grew giddier with each ticking second the giant clock above his head let pass.

30 minutes later and he was watching your train screech to a halt. Listening to the hydraulic-powered doors hissing open before he was scanning through the push and pull crowd of people.

“Jungkook!” He heard you before he saw you. Though he quickly locked onto your frame, dragging a suitcase behind you, another slung around your back and wearing an impossibly brightly colored rainbow-striped shirt that tucked only into the front of your black shorts.

He laughed as he went towards you before he was barreling into your front, knocking you back a few steps as he lifted you to your toes. Arms under you and around your waist, he shook you around like a doll as he pushed his face into your hair. A few older adults stopped to awe before moving on and a few even sent eye-rolls from such public affection.

He put you back down as he kept his hands on your waist, thumbing over your shirt and smiling down at you to the point his cheeks ached. “God, I missed you,” he murmured as he pushed his lips to your forehead. You giggled as you started convincing him to move and actually leave the station. He agreed, but only after he grabbed your rolling suitcase in one hand and snatched your hand in his other.

Jungkook leads you to his apartment as you both step inside. Dragging your suitcase into and up out of the entrance landing, Jungkook wheels it away as he kicks off his loose, untied boots. You untied your own hightops- a gift from Jungkook on your birthday- as you were soon up and following after him as he took off with your suitcase hostage.

He entered his room, flicking on the light. You looked around. “It’s so weird not seeing it through your computer webcam.” Jungkook chuckled as he collapsed the handle to your suitcase and lifted it onto his bed before unzipping it. You dropped your backpack as well. You stopped him before he could start digging through your stuff to help you unpack.

“What,” he laughed. “Afraid I might see your Hello Kitty panties?” You opened your mouth in a fake offense as you were quick you bring your ankle up, yank off your sock and throw it at him. “Hey! It’s too early for nasty sock wars!” He soon was sitting out in the hallway, waiting for your all clear to come in and actually help unpack. He laughed as he heard you murmuring inside about how your Hello Kitty panties happened to be very cute.

Jungkook had previously cleared out two of his dresser drawers for your unmentionables and PJs for your visit. Also separating his closest down the middle. Left side for him and right for you, a hanging cubby for shoes in the center for the divider. When you called for him, he went and helped you unpack your clothes, some in which he commented that he hadn’t seen before.

You embarrassingly admitting to shopping for new clothes just before coming here to show off. You wanted to look nice since you’d be with him for so long. He just cooed as he kissed the top of your head.

Makeup, shampoo, conditions, skin and hair treatments, slippers, medicine, toothbrush, hairbrush- all sorts of your things soon filled his apartment along with his. Seeing it all, it felt so much more like home.

It was 10 when everything was said and done and Jungkook was sat on the couch in the living room. The morning sun bright as it came through the balcony window. You were in the kitchen, or leaving it now, with a water bottle. The cold bottle chilling your hand as Jungkook called you.

“Y/n,” he whined as he sat slouched. You trotted over to him as he reached for you like a child. “Come here,” he told you.

“Wait a minute,” you told him with a smile as he just shook his head. He sat up quickly, grabbing around your waist and leaning back, taking you back and down with him. Falling beside him on the couch as he pulling your legs over his lap. Interlocking his fingers around your stomach, he leaned on your shoulder, the crown of his wavy brown hair pushing into your cheek.

“I’ve waited long enough,” he lowly whispered. Keeping his head tucked into your neck, he closed his eyes. Finally able to sit and bask in the scent, warmth, and presence that is you, he was blissful. He had missed you so much and he hated the fact that you lived so far off. If Jungkook didn’t have such a good job here, he probably would've moved to you. Though, you told him numerous times to stay here- stay where he knows best.

He relaxed so completely as you traced along the tattoos crawling up his neck and disappearing down his back under his shirt. You giggled as he nuzzled into your further, moving to wrap his arms around your tighter and bring you closer.

“You’re warm,” he murmured.

“You are too,” you told him back, brushing your fingers into his hair and rubbing his neck. You both sat like this for hours. Talking about small things, sitting in silence and basking in each other until you had drifted off into a nap as Jungkook sat you against his chest to snooze.

Occupying himself with his phone (and sneaking a few pictures of you too), he was soon being paged by Jimin at the tattoo parlor he worked at. Sending a reminder that even if you were coming into town, he still had to work. He had 3 tattoo appointments lined up for the afternoon, not mention what walk-in jobs they may have.

He told him he’d be in, but that there was a 100% chance he was going to bring you along with him. Jimin didn’t argue, waiting eagerly to meet the Jeon Jungkook’s girlfriend. The squeaky clean sweetheart.

He woke you up 10 past noon as you groaned and shook your head, trying to will away the bully who is trying to wake you up. He just chuckled as he blew in your ear, making your shiver and cover it up before he was pinching your nose.

He laughed when you opened your eyes and swatted his hand away, scowling at him and not the least bit threatening to look at. The receiving end of what you called a glare was just utter cuteness in the eyes of your boyfriend.

“Time to wake up, I have to go to the parlor today and you’re-” he poked your cheek- “coming with me.”

“Okay? Why am I coming to work with you?”

Jungkook hummed as he pats your thigh as you moved to get off him, stretching. “Well, two reasons. One, I missed you.” He extended one finger before extending a second. “Two, my friend works there and he and the rest of my friends all believe you don’t exist.”

“Excuse me?” You bit back a smile, cheeks between your molars.

“They think I made up some fake girlfriend story because I was single for so long.” You busted out in laughter, holding your stomach as he just rolled his eyes and got up off the couch.

“That’s ridiculous!” You cheered as you got up too, trailing after him to the door as you both slipped on your shoes. Jungkook weaving your fingers together before leaving and keeping them together until he walked into the parlor, the bell signaling his arrival.

The look in Jimin’s face when he saw that Jungkook really did have a girl hanging off his arm was priceless. It wasn’t too much later he called all the guys over and you were introduced to them one by one as Jungkook’s girlfriend, Y/n.

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sergeanttpoliteness · 5 years

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➹puppy love➹(peter b. parker x reader)

Requested by @connorshero➝ “Something fluffy and sweet: Peter B surprises Reader (his best friend, who he's in love with) with a puppy after Reader lost their previous puppers.”

Forget listening to sad songs as you eat pizza that burns the roof of your mouth— Peter B. Parker believes a puppy is the medicine for a grieving heart.

word count: 3.5k

a/n: finally, i wrote something short. hello! i’m sorry this took so long, @connorshero , i’m going to be 100% honest and admit that i struggled quite a bit lol— i wrote the entire thing but i decided to delete it and start over bc i wasn’t happy with it. but i finally finished and here it is! requests are open, so feel free to send some if you want (: hope you enjoy!

A desperate thumping on your front door along with the fierce crackle of the storm roused you from the light slumber you didn’t even know you had succumbed to, your body jerking as you choked on the drool that had managed to slip down your chin. You grimaced, wiping the gross saliva off of your face with one hand while the other rubbed your eye. You sat on your floor, your back against your sofa which explained your sore neck and shoulders, staring at the carpet until the knocking returned and brought you fully back to consciousness. You didn’t know what time it was— it felt as if an entire year had gone by whilst you slept, honestly, but you were certain it was too late for it to be your landlord reminding you about your rent payment. You clumsily stood to your feet, the lack of illumination dooming you to knock your shin into the sharp edge of the coffee table. You screamed, but continued limping toward the door anyway, flinging the door open with a scowl as you held onto your throbbing leg. Your expression softened, however, and your brows drew together for in front of you stood a dripping wet Peter B. Parker wearing a large coat that barely covered the red and blue suit underneath it, and… holding a puppy covered in dirt?

“What the fuck?” You muttered, suddenly fully awake. It was an odd and unkind greeting, but Peter really couldn’t blame you for your reaction. He opened his mouth, laughing nervously as his eyes shifted down to the creature in his grasp.

“Hey? Sorry if I woke you up, I just… kinda had an emergency.” He nestled the puppy on his chest and your attention came back to it. The animal shivered wildly, and so did your best friend who smiled at you while his teeth chattered.

You silently moved aside for him to walk in, your brain working hard to figure out what in the world was happening and trying to arrange all the questions speeding by. Peter briefly studied the living room— images of days prior, when he embraced you as you dampened his neck with your tears in that same spot he was in, flashing through his eyes. A twinge of worry invaded him when he took in the abandoned box of pizza on the couch, and the two empty cans of beer littering your red rug. Meanwhile, you might as well have heard the dog talk, because your stunned face— eyes as big as a full moon, your eyebrows almost reaching your hairline— represented just that as you couldn’t tear your gaze away from the stray puppy huddled against the man. “Oh my god,” You finally said, gasping and your hand reaching out to hang above its head. “Why do you have a puppy with you?”

“It was a surprise, to say the least.” He allowed you to take the animal from him, groaning when he saw the grime on his hands and coat. You didn’t mind much about the dirt, though, as it was a dog; laundry day was tomorrow, you told yourself as you hugged the puppy like a young child with their favorite stuffed animal. “I was in an alleyway when I heard something break behind me and so I went to investigate, but instead of a homeless person or something, I found this little girl right here.”

“And you decided to take her with you?”

“Well, yeah, we… had a connection.”

A lovely trail of footprints and droplets of mud now adorned your floor which you had actually swept hours earlier; not the makeover you wanted, exactly, and it would’ve irked you except that you were too exhausted and confused to save a place for an extra emotion. You glanced back at Peter, studying his shivering body, and sighed. The man could be bleeding out to death, yet he wouldn’t complain nor do much about it unless you physically dragged him to a nearby hospital; it wasn’t an exaggeration, rather a characteristic of his you gathered after having a friendship with him since prehistoric times, but also since (to your dismay) the exact same scenario had occurred many times before. “You had a connection, huh? Alright, dork, I bet there’s a forgotten collection of your clothes in my closet— go get changed while I get the bath ready.”

There was a certain weakness that threatened to attack Peter, and the fact that he was freezing after swinging to your apartment in the ruthless downpour easily might have been the culprit of that; but as bad as he wanted it to be that way, it was evident in his heart that you were the true delinquent— you, with your tangled hair perhaps from the slumber he disrupted, with just your presence really, continued to transform him into a teenager who wrote long melodramatic poems about his crush and doodled their initials on his school notes during class. It was absurd, truthfully, how you managed to do such thing to a fully-grown man. But you were his time machine, his youth potion, that remedy that allowed him to see life as colorful as a pure child did, and he’d never complain about it, because that’s just what he needed all the time.

Peter had forgotten about the pile of clothes belonging to him that neatly rested on one shelf of your closet. Ever since you two were in college— when he’d pretty much constantly live in your apartment for an entire week— you’d been assembling the shirts and other articles of clothing the man often left behind as if clothes were as expensive as a carton of milk that’s about to expire. So that’s where that shirt went, he thought as his eyes settled on a green flannel he used to wear religiously back before Christ, partially because you always voiced how much you liked how he looked with it. You’d truly had him wrapped around your finger for the longest time, he realized, and yet he’d never had the guts to make a move. That frustration abandoned him, however, when he put on an old shirt and it smelled like you; there was that youthfulness again as contentment pecked his entire face, coloring his skin a rosy tint. Like a new man, he headed down the hallway to the bathroom where he could hear water running. He peeked his head inside, the corner of his lips tugging upwards when he saw you on the floor caressing the puppy on your lap and talking to it. “I see you two already became friends.”

You looked up at him, directing to him a tired twitch of your mouth. “You better be scared, ‘cause your title of best friend is at risk. Could you close the door?” You gestured your head toward the entrance and your wish was his command as a gentle click left the bathroom’s door when he closed it.

“Again, sorry about bothering you. I just didn’t know where else to go, and you’re the best person I know when it comes to dogs.” He shrugged, descending to sit down in front of you, his knees uncomfortably tucked close to his chest to fit his long legs in the small room. The puppy forgot about you, and was determined to snuggle under Peter’s knees as he jumped off of you. “No! I just changed!” He groaned and wriggled away from the animal into the wall.

You giggled, quickly grabbing the excited creature before it tragically attacked your friend’s immaculate clothes. “I don’t really mind, honestly. I wasn’t exactly having the best night anyway; so thanks, Prince Charming, for coming to rescue me with a stray puppy— hic!” You hiccuped, the alcohol finally getting to you. You stood up, waving your hand which you weren’t cradling the puppy with for him to do so as well.

He hummed, amused, his hand on his hip as you closed the faucet. “I’m excellent when it comes to bathing dogs.” You glanced back at him, quirking a brow and narrowing your eyes.

“You sure? Because every time I asked you to help me give Webster a bath you just watched while I did all the work.” A grin may have remained on your features, but the rain cloud of sorrow that showered over you was evident after you mentioned that one name— the one you used to cheerfully call all the time, but now tried to avoid at every chance you got. Peter noticed, his eyes sad, but he elbowed you playfully hoping that it would help somehow, even if just a little bit.

“Lies, I think I did a pretty good job at holding him still.” It was unavoidable, no matter how hard he could’ve fought, the dreamy smile that etched on his face simply as a consequence of your empyrean laugh; such a minor thing that had a tremendous effect on him, and it embarrassed him, but again, he wouldn’t ever complain. It was baffling how you’d never noticed the stares that lasted too long whilst you just existed, or the utter and raw infatuation his eyes burned with as you smirked up at him.

“Sure, keep lying to yourself. I really need you to help me, though, because this girl is a shit ton more hyper than… uh, you know.” Peter recalled in his head the trip to your place and the humiliating amount of times he yelped while swinging as the dog would continuously squirm out of his grasp and attempt to climb onto his shoulder. He nodded, releasing a big puff of air because you had no idea. You grabbed a red a bucket from the cabinet and handed it to him. “Okay, just use this to pour the water over her.”

“Am I going to get something if I do a great job? You know, like a sticker?”

You shrugged, kneeling down before the bathtub. “I don’t know. A kiss, maybe.” You stared back at him when moments passed and he didn’t say anything, both of your faces as red as the bucket he shakily held. “It was a joke. C’mon, get down.”

He waited for you to take your words back, or maybe add something along the lines of “but if you’re down so am I” if the cosmos decided to bless him for once. You remained quiet, though, and a quiet sigh slipped through his lips as he decided to leave it behind for his own sanity’s sake. “Why did you make me stand up if we were gonna get back on the floor again?” He grumbled, following you suit. He looked at you confused when you began to laugh at him. Was he still blushing? You did always make fun of him when he blushed. “What?”

“Why are you making those dad noises?”

“Me? Dad noises?”

“Yeah, like—” You let out a low grunt, your lips puckered and your eyebrows scrunched together, and then breathed out obnoxiously loud and heavy. “That’s what you sound like— hic!” You hiccuped for a second time, and he threw his head back as he laughed.

“Shut up, you can’t even handle drinking two cans of beer, look at you right now.” He teased, the many times you’ve flirted with him throughout the years after getting hammered with a ridiculous quantity of alcohol in the back of his head. He stretched out his arms, making grabby hands at the puppy, the bucket abandoned and floating in the water. “Gimme.”

Your mouth curved into a smile at his childlike actions as you carefully placed the creature in his hold. “I can’t believe you’re such a dad, but also a man-child, it’s adorable.”

He chose to say nothing, lest his voice decided to backstab him and crack like a fourteen-year-old boy during an oral presentation. He took a deep breath, instead focusing on the dog who believed it was a menacing beast as it chewed on his finger, and the grey layer of mud covering its short fur. He frowned, thinking of different scenarios of how the poor pup could’ve possibly ended up such way, none happy. He filled the plastic bucket with water before draining it slowly down its back, revealing its true dark brown color. “She’s so cute, I might have to cry.” He mumbled, his expression strangely serious in spite of his words.

“What are you gonna do with her?” There was a glint of what he wished was hope in your tone, anticipation clouding your features as you tried to nonchalantly squirt a generous amount of dog shampoo on the palm of your hand.

The animal tried to escape as he rinsed the grime but he held it in its place while he waited for you to start washing it. He raised his shoulders, glancing sideways at you. “I don’t know, I guess I’ll take her to a shelter or something.” You almost announced your disappointment, but you nodded, drawing your lower lip between your teeth. “You look disappointed.”

“Me?”

“Uh, no, the fucking ghost in your bathroom.” He said sarcastically. “Don’t roll your eyes at me, of course I meant you.”

You chuckled, shaking your head as you massaged the shampoo into the puppy you cared about too much despite only knowing it for less than thirty minutes, creating enough foam that miniature bubbles drifted in the air. “Did you know that my apartment is haunted?”

Peter snorted at your spontaneity. “Oh, is it?” In a mere second, however, he completely tuned out everything along with your response; all purely because of the accidental caress you gave his hand as you scrubbed the dog’s loin. Was it accidental? Your touch lingered for too long for it to be, no? Or was he just overthinking? Most likely. He desperately needed to put himself together, he groaned internally— and if only he’d done so sooner, then he wouldn’t have been too distraught by a hand touch to notice the rapidly approaching mountain of foam on your hand until it was too late. He felt pressure on the top of his head, and that’s when he recognized your hand sliding down the side of his face, lathering the bubbly liquid on his skin. He jumped, pushing your arm away as his eyes widened. “Why did you do that?!”

Your beam was as contagious as a virus as you giggled, your foamy hands proof of your crime. “I asked you something like twenty times and you didn’t answer!” You defended while he wiped his eyebrow with the back of his hand. “Hey, I saw the opportunity and I took it!” Red alarms went off in your head, and you regretted everything when you saw his sly smirk. You lifted your finger up as a warning when he picked up the bucket and loaded it, innocent eyes staring at you. “Don't you— hic!— fucking dare…”

“Your shirt’s kinda dirty. Here, let me clean it for you—” He spilled all the water over your head and you shrieked, wielding yourself with your arms, which was nothing other than pointless as— regardless of your efforts— you still finished entirely soaked. Peter held his fist up to his mouth, wheezing while you glowered at him with wet hair stuck to your forehead.

“You dick…” You chuckled incredulously, giving him no time to feel satisfied before scooping more foam and launching yourself at him, slamming your hand into his mouth.

It was the cafeteria food fight you’d always dreamed of having; except that it was just two people (and a puppy playing in the bathtub) in your bathroom instead of a big cafeteria, and food was exchanged for water in an old bucket close to breaking and wasted dog shampoo with enough bubbles for a little kid to have a stroke from the excitement. Not a degrade, but an upgrade, indeed— one you’d accept without a doubt; even if you could already imagine how much your back would hurt after you mopped up the mess you two made, for it was impossible not to as Peter grinned widely at you with his fake bubbly Santa Claus beard, and you held your soaked stomach as you hysterically laughed. Peter’s body tingled when he thought about dropping all his fears and doubts to crash his yearning lips against yours; to hold your chin with the delicacy you deserved, inundate the room with all his repressed lust and emotion, like a volcano that’s been asleep for eons gushing everything out for the first time in forever. He held himself back, though, like he always did, and just admired your sunshine from afar.

You lounged on your couch, your arm hanging off the side while Peter rested on the floor with his head against your knee, ignoring the discomfort just to be as close to you as possible. It was a well-deserved break after your puppy bath-time-turned-into-a-water-fight as you two watched the clean animal almost do a handstand while trying to eat from the larger bowl. You chuckled, your cheek squished against the cushion. “Did you know I named him Webster because of you?” You mumbled, and you felt Peter’s head graze your knee as he glanced at you, humming questioningly. “Webster. Web.”

“And you waited seventeen years to tell me that?”

“Thought it was sort of obvious.”

“I kinda just thought you were really passionate about the dictionary.” He said and you let out air through your nose, gripping the worn Mickey Mouse blanket wrapped around you. You clutched the memory of Peter gifting you the cloth for your dog’s first birthday close to your heart— the cloth which would become the Australian Shepherd’s most beloved possession, even up till to his last moments and as you said goodbye to him. You sniffed, closing your eyes when your vision began to blur.

“Spidey was an option at first, but I felt really lame calling my dog ‘Spidey’. Plus… he also really reminded me of you.”

His eyes softened. “Yeah?”

“Yeah, y’know: brown hair, brown eyes, adorable…” He almost had a heart attack. “He was always there for me and I… I really loved him.” You whispered.

Peter’s stare moved down to your hand, and soon you felt his fingers curl around yours. “Hey, Y/N?”

“Hm?”

“I have a confession to make.” You peeked an eye open. “I didn’t just bring the puppy here so you could help me clean her up.”

“What do you mean?”

“I, uh,” He scratched his stubble, trying to find his words. “Webster took care of you when I couldn’t, y’know? Not just that, but I hate seeing how much it hurt you to lose him. It hurt me as well— you saw me bawling my eyes out like a baby when they put him to sleep.” He laughed.

You frowned, giving his hand a squeeze. “Thank you for being there with me. I probably would’ve broken down if it weren’t for you. But why’d you bring the stray puppy here?”

“I know I said I was going to take her to a shelter, but I really just wanted to see your reaction. I don’t want you to think that I’m trying to replace Webster, though, because nothing ever could, and he deserves better than that.”

You then sat up, holding his hand on your lap as you began to understand what he was trying to say. “Peter…” You warned him— you truly weren’t in the mood for a prank, but his voice and features expressed nothing more than honesty. Peter rose from the ground and you immediately followed him, your hands linked as he walked up to the puppy.

“Sorry, bud, but I’m gonna take you for a sec,” He muttered as he bent down and scooped the dog. He faced you, your heart glowing at the sight of his sheepish smile and his giggles whilst the dog began to lick his neck. “I need someone to watch after you now that Webster can’t, and this girl right here is perfectly fit for the job.”

You were aware of how ridiculous you were for tearing up, but it was bound to happen when Peter handed out the puppy— your puppy to you. You gawked at him, taking her gently into your arms, blinking furiously when she washed your knuckles with her tongue. “Are you serious?”

“Do I look like I’m joking?” He scoffed, although showed you a crooked grin. You couldn’t contain yourself anymore, and took a step closer to him before landing a tender kiss on the corner of his mouth, lightly brushing his lips. He gulped when you pulled away, his eyes going round. “O-oh.”

“It’s not a kiss like I said back in the bathroom, but it’s what you’ll get for now.” You murmured shyly, suddenly your feet much more interesting to look at than the flustered man in front of you or the sweet creature you held. However, once again, you missed that stare of his and his growing smile as his whole face lit up.

“I really can’t complain.”

#peter parker x reader #peter b parker x reader #peter b parker #peter b parker x you #peter b parker x y/n #spider man into the spider verse #sm:itsv #itsv #imagine #peter parker one shot #fem! reader #male!reader #gender neutral

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quinlinkin · 5 years

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take it from me ( i’d be lost without you ) ↳ Q’s twdg writing challenge

character(s): mitch, willy ship(s): n/a word count: 656 author’s note: so i decided to go the more wholesome route with this one, bc honestly mitch & willy's bromance gives me so much life and i could cry about them all day long

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*credits to the wonderful @stop-breaking-my-heart-telltale for creating this challenge! you can view the entire prompt list + further details here. happy writing!!

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day two ; knife.

As the sun steadily falls down beyond the horizon in a sea of vivid colors, the still evening air is interrupted by the sound of dull, rhythmic scraping.

A piece of narrowed wood in hand, Mitch drags his blade along the surface with expertise, molding and shaping the mental image in his mind into true form. It’s not as if he needs another knife. Yet in an abandoned boarding school caught amidst the end of the world, there’s only so many things to do in order to maintain one’s sanity.

Whittling remains at the top of his short list of hobbies, and it’s not uncommon for him to be shadowed by a certain someone as he does so. Tonight should be no different, as the boy who’d previously been kicking at the embers of the nearby fire had predictably gravitated until he’s hovering quite literally over his shoulder.

And, in true Willy fashion, the quiet ambiance doesn’t last for much longer after that.

“How’d ya get so good at that?” His familiar, raspy voice cuts through the air, right next to Mitch’s ear. He’s used to it, by now.

“Practice,” he answers simply, focused eyes never leaving the ongoing project in his hands. Multitasking undoubtedly comes in handy when dealing with Willy. Otherwise he’s sure he’d never get anything done.

Not that he actually minds, of course.

“How much practice?”

Mitch spares a fleeting grin. “A lot. Patience helps, too.”

Hands perched on the arm of the couch, Willy extends his elbows to get a better look, chin brushing against Mitch’s hair. “Hm…”

It’s a testament to how well he knows him, for that’s all it takes for Mitch to know he’s caught his interest. “What’s on your mind, bud?”

“Could you- I dunno, if you’re not like… too busy or anything… Could you maybe teach me how to do that...?”

The subtle grin on Mitch’s face grows a little wider. “Ah… You finally want to learn the ways of the master, huh? Well, it’ll cost ya big time, y’know...”

He turns his head to regard the younger, and can’t resist the laugh that escapes him as he catches sight of the slightly confused look on his face.

“I’m just fuckin’ with ya,” he smirks, before patting the free spot on the couch next to him. “C’mere. Grab the other piece of wood there, and take out your knife.”

Willy, as Mitch has previously learned time and time again, is a fast learner. He’ll attribute the certain talent to his endless amount of enthusiasm towards just about everything, and unsurprisingly, the very same applies to weapon carving. He’s surprised he hasn’t been asked to show him how to do it before now.

Once Mitch had laid out the basics, they’d spent the better part of a couple of hours working together on their separate tasks. It’s the most silent Willy has been in a long time, only speaking whenever he required help or advice.

Willy’s loudly broken focus indicates that he’s finished with his craft.

“Done!” he announces, raising his hands up high as if he’s part of some sort of competition despite the fact that Mitch has long since finished his own carving.

“Well? Let’s see it.” There’s already pride in Mitch’s voice, unmistakable as he gestures towards the object clasped in the younger boy’s elevated hand.

Willy, as chipper as always, beams a crooked-toothed smile. He holds out the wooden knife directly in front of Mitch’s face, so close that his eyes cross. From a quick once over, it appears rough and messy, sporting an uneven, partially gouged handle and a crooked blade.

To Mitch, it’s perfect.

“Hell yeah! You’re a natural, dude.” Well- somewhat. He’s sure the shoddy knife is functional, at least. It’s a solid first attempt, in any case.

Willy’s grin is unwavering. “You think? Maybe someday I’ll even be as good as you!”

He’s met with a mirrored grin. “Maybe.”

#twdgdrabblechallenge #twdg #twdg mitch #twdg willy #Q writes

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kordeliiius · 5 years

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Summer Anime 2019 First Impressions

I’ll try to make this quick! Bunch of new stuff, no continuing series, let’s go!!

To The Abandoned Sacred Beasts

so they’re making it a resource war instead of a war to end slavery? I guess that’s okay bc I was concerned about how they would handle racism but now it’s not rly an issue

pretty impressive opening sequence! I like the production so far

I was hoping there would be more schaal in the first episode but it was a great introduction anyway

just the right amount of darkness for me

Dr. Stone

I am in love with the production, everything looks so polished and clean and I love the details put into the character models

Taiju is adorable and I like how he's not completely dumb. Most of the time he just can't keep up with what Senkuu is saying. Btw how did Senkuu get so intellectual anyway

Also I love how even though we have a brains and brawns dynamic, the brains doesnt disregard the brawns, in fact he admits he wouldn't get by without it

The op is beautiful and has me hyped! I had my doubts at first but I'm ready to see the rest

O Maidens In Your Savage Season

The premise of a literature club making impure™ discoveries and the fact that phos is in this show hooked me, and now

I NEED MOOOOOOOOOOORE

the art style is super cute

it’s got both comedy and drama, but it’s not too over the top

it’s interesting how the girls in the literature club are on different stages of losing their innocence. some are in an awkward discovery phase, some demand that their spaces be pure, and some just wanna Get It On Already. everyone’s different after all

After I thought I finished watching it I heard people on a server talking about an aftercredits scene so I frantically went to find it and OH MY GOD THAT WAS SOMETHING AHAHAHAHA

I was always iffy towards adolescence stories bc they sorta blended together (at least the ones I see marketed all the time) but this one just doesnt hold back and I appreciate it. it’s less cringe and more getting to laugh at fictional young people trying to figure out things you once struggled with

Fire Force

There are lots of things I like about the art. I like how the character models have bits of crosshatching that add a bit of uniqueness to the style. I also love the colors in certain backstory/exposition moments and I adore the internals’ designs as well

Are they writing their names first name first?? help

Shinra shut up you ARE adorable

Not sure where they’re going with the religious themes, or if they’re even necessary. I don’t see why you’d want a nun on a fire soldier squad

While I am looking forward to the rest of it, it felt too slow in some spots and too rushed in others. Hoping there’s more sick action, though

Vinland Saga

I was absolutely floored by the opening scene

Survive Said The Prophet!! HELL YEAH!!!!!

I haven’t watched any WIT shows since Magus so I'd forgotten how beautiful and crisp their artwork is

Glad we’re getting a little bit of history too, stuff about the north is very interesting to me

currently looking forward to seeing how our protagonist changes as he grows up

#anime #kei's anime list #anime review #first impressions #summer anime 2019 #to the abandoned sacred beasts #katsute kami datta kemono-tachi e #katsukami #dr stone #o maidens in your savage season #araburu kisetsu no otome-domo yo #fire force #enen no shouboutai #vinland saga #kramblings

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grimmjowjaegerjaquez · 5 years

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so. ach’m. he is an amphibious alien character thats been with me for a long time and i havent had the feeling for him in YEARS. but i have to talk about him because hes still got a special place in my heart despite my uh... abandonment of him.

this is really long so it’s under a cut

first things first: his name, Ach’M Raten, is pronounced, Ahk-mm Rah-ten. it has a meaning to it because apparently those are names derived from words in his people’s language, which you’ll find out about more later.

he was someone i made when i was RIGHT in the middle of my Alien phase, and was also just starting my OCT xDDD phase on deviantArt. (i was. not good at octs bc i had no concept of cohesive storytelling in a limited timeline comic format and also had really bad add that made it impossible to ever finish anything.) the OCT he was apart of was Tapestry of Horror, which, honestly i think my audition comic for that was the only good one i made for that entire tourney. this was his reference for it:

ahh, look at that. the nostalgia is all coming back to me. the amount of “:U” which was a go-to face for 13 year old me. this was posted back in 2010! wow!

the reason the 63 on his age is crossed out is because THIS IS NOT ACTUALLY THE ORIGINAL REFERENCE I HAD FOR HIM! i had to redraw him because his original reference (which unfortunately has been lost to the annals of time) was too human looking? and tapestry of horror was an anthro/alien/no-human-faces tourney, so they told me i should probably change his face up some and then he’d be fine, and ORIGINALLY, ACH’M WAS AN OLD MAN. I DON’T KNOW WHY I ALSO CUT HIS AGE IN HALF BUT IT’s PROBABLY BECAUSE I WAS THE INDECISIVE BASTARD THEN THAT I STILL AM TODAY.

supposedly he used to slink around in shadows and laugh and speak in rhymes, and im pretty sure that was a side effect of edgy 13 year old interests? like, i think i tried giving him kind of a creepy serial killer vibe? and then just never executed it? he had an epithet of, The Laughing Cyborg, which is still relevant in later versions of him.

oh and here, have some TOP SECRET ACH’M LORE COURTESY OF THE IMAGE DESCRIPTION OF HIS REFERENCE:

i don’t believe i was lying. i think i did originally make an amphibious alien woman character that just later evolved into ach’m. i’m sure if i had any of my sketchbooks from that age physically with me i would ABSOLUTELY be able to find it and show you guys but i dont so, rip.

because i was trying to be coy and ~*~mysterious~*~ i never originally explained his backstory on his reference. it was planned to be something revealed overtime through ~*~dramatic~*~ flashbacks and dream sequences that i did not have the ability to execute. its always followed the same beats, though: ach’m and his younger brother were child refugees from a civil war on his home planet. in their initial escape, ach’m is caught under a crumbling wall and loses his leg, and they’re later found and adopted by a retired opera singer of another species. through vague never-established family issues, ach’m leaves his adoptive mother and joins a travelling circus.

this is his adoptive mother:

her name is (and i’m sorry) Nippeteranulzenkodelonio. You can just call her Nippy, though. Please just call her Nippy.

god, her species used to be called draconae? what the heck. in future designs, those religious symbols are obsolete and replaced with other symbols relating to a galaxy-wide secret society that has NOTHING to do with ach’m and i never figured out how nippy was involved in it, so we’re not delving into that.

they both come from a planet called Naruviie, which in his language just means, “Land of the People,” “naru” being the part that means people. i never like, fully fleshed out their planet aside from very vague allusions to it being mostly swampland populated by cute little amphibious animals like this fun guy:

pictured: a gold Yarlian, which is basically the Naruviian equivalent of a dog.

SO BACK TO ACH’M AND THE TAPESTRY OF HORROR: i only won the first round because my opponent had to drop out, and i lost the second round. it didn’t really matter though, because ach’m remained an incredibly popular character to followers of the tourney, and No, It Was Not Because Of Me. it was because one of the other competitors who i was friends with included him in her rounds, mostly for jokes, and i thought it was the best thing ever. the problem with that though, was that even though in every entry for the tourney she would say IN THE DESCRIPTION that he was NOT her character, everyone thought he was. because she was just a more well-known artist in that community, and i was just. some 13 year old.

but anyway, she was a more competent storyteller than i was so she actually like... gave him more character than i was capable of at the time, and she would ask me if i characterized him wrong and i would always be like, “NO ITS GREAT HES PRETTY MUCH WHAT I WANTED HIM TO BE BUT JUST COULD NOT WRITE FOR WHATEVER REASON!” not that i ever expressed it like that because... from what i remember about my 13 year old self... i was very Virgo in all of my statements. yikes.

im not close with that artist anymore, and our interests have diverged a lot since then, but i always think back to that time with fondness. for my tween mind, having an artist that i looked up to see my character and actually like them enough to do that absolutely had a profound effect on me at the time.

ALRIGHT NOW FOR THE NEXT VERSION OF ACH’M, 2015:

see i told you his name had a meaning. and look, i even gave his language a name! wow! such developments!

his backstory didn’t really change, except this time instead of a wall falling on him and crushing his leg, he was just born with a bad leg that had to get amputated. apparently. i also changed up his personality more. instead of him being this one dimensional jokey boy that talked in a bad accent, he became more of this like... roguish bardish type of character? he’s more flirty, more prone to being pride and false bravado, tells ridiculous stories of his life to appear more dashing, and, get this: i literally put in his updated backstory that he used to work more Colorful Jobs (ie: he was a prostitute at some point)

his brother also has more of a presence and an actual character? i think i planned on him being dead in his 2010 iteration. Orith in this version is a grouchy mechanic/space engineer with a prosthetic eye. oh yeah that’s right him and ach’m were like. attacked by giant birds at some point in their childhoods? i think i had it that the giant birds were a natural predator of his fucking species????????? and thats why ach’m is missing an arm and an ear

moving on.

LOOK WOW I GAVE ACH’M MULTIPLE OUTFITS!! WOW!!!

big himbo energies. i knew what was up.

and that leads us to the latest ach’m that i’ve drawn which is these sketchy things from 2016

his cybernetic arm looks completely different now, he doesn’t have the robot ear anymore and his brother (wow an actual picture of his brother!) doesn’t even have a robot eye, and nippy now looks actually old and is like. completely blind now. i didn’t even realize my art style changed THAT much in the span of like, one and a half years until like.. JUST now. wow.

he definitely looks like more of a scumbag now, and i don’t think i ever made anymore drastic changes to his backstory. i’m probably going to take another crack at it though because uhhhhh i dont like a lot of the implications i made in his backstory lmfao.

anyway yeah that’s the story of ach’m!

#my ocs #ach'm #< look he has his own tag now. do apostrophes even work in tags?

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seabunnii · 6 years

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NYSARIS AND ALEXIS FOR THE 20 QUESTIONS ONE???!?!?1?

YEAAAAHHHHH THANK YOU !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

01. Full name: Nysaris Anguiseladae

02. Best friend: ok little preface, I had been working on who his best friend was back in his kingdom, like he has a good amount of friends but I had planned on having him being close to one specific friend above others and hadn’t finished coming up with all details but had ideas for what their relationship would be like ... and me and @cipherr talk all the time and have talked about au!SWTORNysaris and then I was like heyyyy would it be cool if Nysaris’ best friend was based on Razhie/had her name and bc @cipherr is best and her OCs are best YE Nysaris’ best friend is Razhie (inspired from the amazing Razhie Fetale

03. Sexuality: Pansexual

04. Favorite color: Dark blue

05. Relationship status: Married!

06. Ideal mate: Confident and protective, a little overbearing, headstrong, able to keep up with (...put up with...) him, and being a little possessive doesn’t hurt (bc, Nysaris is the type who wants all attention)(what do you mean this all applies to his husband, that’s definitely not the case)

07. Turn-ons: Biting, light burns (...eventually lmao), being pinned down

08. Favorite food: Stupid sailors

09. Crushes: he’s not developing feelings for his husband, if that’s what this is asking (no he totally is, there are definite real feelings happening no matter how much he ignores/tries to reason otherwise)

10. Favorite music: ...his own singing

11. Biggest fear: Being attacked by a djinn :v (or, making a mistake that costs them their marriage, their lives, and ruins the peace treaty meaning his people would be at risk of harm)

12. Biggest fantasy: being married to his true love (which he is. they just. haven’t realized it yet)

13. Bad habits: the glare he gives when annoyed, refusing to actually say what’s bothering him

14. Biggest regret: (future regret so he’s not there yet, but it will become something he regrets) some of the things he implied about djinns/his husband when they were just starting out

15. Best kept secrets: I MEAN it is definitely the secret he and his husband are keeping up of having the perfect marriage :’D ...and then it will switch to “oh no, i actually do love you”

16. Last thought: HHH listen he’s not immortal but they’re gonna be a live for a long time and when he dies he’ll have lived a good life so idk something not dEPRESSING

17. Worst romantic experience: the first night of his marriage was not....great.

18. Biggest insecurity: the scar on the side of his tail ! merfolk are supposed to be flawless beauties, even moreso when they’re royalty

19. Weapon of choice: technically just claws/teeth but not really a weapon since that’s more, hunting, but is being forced to learn how to use a sword

20. Role Model: both his parents!

01. Full name: Alexis Blake Moore (prefers Alex)

02. Best friend: does he have any friends NO HE ACTUALLY DOES :’D mostly from before he died, so, he ends up not seeing them anymore and does make new friends because he’s actually not bad at making friends. but his best friend from before he died is a girl who I have not developed very much ;v;

03. Sexuality: bisexual !

04. Favorite color: black

05. Relationship status: single

06. Ideal mate: Someone who will take care of him, is affectionate and good at communicating they care about him, someone who doesn’t get exasperated with/chastise him for anxiety/insecurities.

07. Turn-ons: bdsm, hair pulling, having his stitched wounds paid attention to (traced over/kissed; otherwise hates having these wounds noticed), being lifted up/directed around by someone stronger than him

08. Favorite food: Sweets ! (especially candies, but also many desserts)

09. Crushes: anyone who is nice to him pls help this boy

10. Favorite music: alternative/rock etc.

11. Biggest fear: being abandoned, being alone

12. Biggest fantasy: not being a zombie being genuinely loved :’D though he’s also always dreamed of being a famous/well-known chef

13. Bad habits: biting his nails, changing himself to be what other people want him to be, ignoring red flags of people showing him affection/love

14. Biggest regret: dying

15. Best kept secrets: can sometimes pass off for living. also is very good at hiding really just how bad his anxiety/insecurity is and a lot of people think he’s pretty chill when he is...very...not...

16. Last thought: “ok...it’s fine...even if i don’t...it’s fine...” ...the first time at least.to be ~depressing~ i imagine if he were to die again it’d be something like “but this time...”

17. Worst romantic experience: basically all of them lbr

18. Biggest insecurity: i mean HE HAS SO MANY. probably the biggest would have to be the various wounds he has and how they give a way that he’s dead. in general, not very confident in his looks tho

19. Weapon of choice: usually n/a, in some aus where he’s had weapons it’s usually some type of chained weapon with blade on end

20. Role Model: Gordon Ramsay

#fluffyjd #answering things #THANK YOU AAA MY GOOD GOOD BOYS #nysaris #also tho #me: i don't want nysaris last words to be depressing !!#also me: LET'S HEAP THE DEPRESSION ON ALEXIS #|D;; sorry to my dear alex i do love him

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princepriestandpirate · 6 years

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Yo do them all for Ilde! (If u want!)

FINALLY these are finished here’s a bunch of backstory about my favorite shitty girl

1. How does your character think of their father? What do they hate and love about him? What influence - literal or imagined - did the father have?

she kinda idolized the guy tbh. she saw him as an ideal to aspire to, someone who was a hero and lived an exciting life, and ultimately he was more of a symbol than an actual person that she remembered (he disappeared when she was 8). he represented freedom & excitement that she didn’t have in her life, and later on what it meant to be a “hero” (alongside mara). the idea of him influenced her path in life a lot, even if she probably would have fucked off to travel around anyway.

2. Their mother? How do they think of her? What do they hate? Love? What influence - literal or imagined - did the mother have?

it’s…. complicated. she loves her mom a lot, her mom is her favorite (living) family member, but their relationship is sort of muddied by ilde being the Family Disappointment™ (and fucking off at the age of 16 to be an adventurer) and the kind of weird relationship that her dad has to the family (bc she looks a lot like her father and is a lot like him). so. it’s weird. they’re very distant now.

3. Brothers, sisters? Who do they like? Why? What do they despise about their siblings?

She has an older half-sister, who is about 6 years older than her, named Ada. i’d characterize their relationship as… distant? more than anything else? they’re just far apart in age and in personality that they grew apart as they grew older, although when they were younger ilde was a pain in ada’s ass, very loud and always wanting to play.

at the end of the day though, ilde’s also a little jealous of her sister because she’s everything she couldn’t be– she’s smarter and more responsible and always seems like she’s figured everything out and has found her place in the work. ilde doesn’t regret her life decisions but she know that they made her the black sheep of the family, so sometimes she’s jealous that ada just seems to fit into that life so well.

4. What type of discipline was your character subjected to at home? Strict? Lenient?

i think her mom erred on the more lenient side, trying to give her the benefit of the doubt, or save that try to approach the situation by talking it out rather than going straight to punishment. she probably couldn’t keep it up all the time though, ilde was a troublemaker

5. Were they overprotected as a child? Sheltered?

not really? she had a normal family who took care of her but she wasn’t overprotected by any means

6. Did they feel rejection or affection as a child?

a weird mix of the two, and probably not on purpose. her family loved her and cared for her (ada will always say that ilde was mom’s favorite) but ilde, physically and personality-wise, is just a little to reminiscent of her father. this meant her mother treated her with a little more leniency, but her sister and her grandmother saw her father in a much less favorable light (that he abandoned the family or that he was too reckless and a bad example), and through either being compared to him or them obviously not looking highly on his chosen profession (which ilde idolized) she felt somewhat rejected. she just felt like she couldn’t fit their vision of what they wanted her to be, basically.

7. What was the economic status of their family?

they’re middle class, they own a small cobbling business.

8. How does your character feel about religion?

she didn’t like it when she was younger (her family worshipped waukeen but in a very ‘goes to church on sunday’ kind of thing, so ilde just saw religion as just a thing that she was supposed to do and therefore boring and annoying), but she’s grown to respect those who practice religion (hanging out with a paladin for like 3 years will do that to you) although she doesn’t want to have anything to do with it herself. she doesnt want anyone telling her want to do or believe.

9. What about political beliefs?

”fuck the government”

10. Is your character street-smart, book-smart, intelligent, intellectual, slow-witted?

street-smart, not very book-smart but that’s a good amount due to a) not liking school as an institution because it’s boring and she’s bad at it so why bother, and b) i think she has a learning disability of some sort, probably dyscalculia or dyslexia which made school difficult for her and thus she figured it wasn’t for her and kind of gave up on it

11. How do they see themselves: as smart, as intelligent, uneducated?

she sees herself as smart when it comes to life skills and street smarts, and sees herself as dumb when it comes to traditionally academic spheres

12. How does their education and intelligence – or lack thereof - reflect in their speech pattern, vocabulary, and pronunciations?

i don’t think she comes across as very educated– she’s very crass and generally doesn’t use a lot of complex vocabulary, and her speech in general tends to be very informal. she probably also has a bit of an accent that reflects where she’s from

13. Did they like school? Teachers? Schoolmates?

she hated all of it. too many rules and too much structure, and as a result she got in trouble a lot. she also didn’t have a lot of close friends and ended up getting into fights with other kids

14. Were they involved at school? Sports? Clubs? Debate? Were they unconnected?

i dont think her school had much of that? and if it did i don’t think she’d be interested in much of it.

15. Did they graduate? High-School? College? Do they have a PHD? A GED?

she’s the equivalent of a high school drop out

16. What does your character do for a living? How do they see their profession? What do they like about it? Dislike?

she’s an “adventurer” which really is just a fancy word for doing odd and dangerous jobs for not as much money as she should be making. it’s tough work and it’s never as stable or safe or as glory-filled as she’d imagined. she wouldn’t have it any other way though– nothing else affords her the same amount of freedom. also in other jobs you dont get to hit stuff w/ an axe as much? what’s even the point then

17. Did they travel? Where? Why? When?

yes, everywhere she can, because staying in one place too long is boring and she needs to keep looking for work. she’s still traveling now, really

18. What did they find abroad, and what did they remember?

a great mentor, new skills, a cool ass axe, and a sense of like... personal responsibility. she remembers what she learned from mara, both the practical skills and the lessons that she didn’t even know she was learning. she remembers bandits and monsters and getting cheated out of money and the feeling of pride in a finishing blow. she remembers seeing mara die and thinking “was it like this for dad, too?”

19. What were your character’s deepest disillusions? In life? What are they now?

the adventuring life isn’t everything she thought it’d be. it’s kind of thankless, and kind of lonely, and there’s not as much glory in it as one would expect. this doesn’t mean she wont brag about her life like it’s actually really cool tho

20. What were the most deeply impressive political or social, national or international, events that they experienced?

discovery of the other continent, but that’s about it

21. What are your character’s manners like? What is their type of hero? Whom do they hate?

she’s, uh, kind of an asshole tbh? or at least she can be very rude and crass and really doesn’t care about manners all that much. as for heroes, she thinks a true hero is someone who is willing to give up everything, including their life, for other people. sort of by extension, she hates cowards and people who hurt the innocent. the worst type of people are a mix of those two.

22. Who are their friends? Lovers? ‘Type’ or ‘ideal’ partner?

she doesn’t have many friends, and most of the friends that she does have are friends of circumstance rather than long-lasting relationships. her closest friendship was with mara, but that was also very much a mentorship and born partially out of the benefits of having a traveling partner (and ilde having a bit of a crush) right now though, she’d consider her squad and some of the pirates and prisoners to be sort of friends.

she doesn’t have any lovers lol, but her type tends to be “cute girls who could probably kick her ass”

23. What do they want from a partner? What do they think and feel of sex?

i think she wants someone who could match her & challenge her, push her to be better but also not make her settle down or give up her freedom. really, she wants a romantic AND traveling partner. as for sex, it’s something she enjoys but she’s kinda shy around girls unless she’s drunk so it’s not something she’s having a lot of lol

24. What social groups and activities does your character attend? What role do they like to play? What role do they actually play, usually?

not many? if she’s in a social group she’s usual a part of one because they’re all on the same job (or, as w/ this campaign, all thrown into the same bad situation). in which case she likes to take charge and drive the group forward, even if she’s not the technical leader, although she often just ends up being the fighty one who’s maybe a leader in battle but not in the rest of the mission (or not in a meaningful way)

25. What are their hobbies and interests?

hitting things w/ an axe

26. What does your character’s home look like? Personal taste? Clothing? Hair? Appearance?

the closest thing she has to home is her family’s shop, which i think of as being very cozy and well-maintained. her room is probably kind of sparse but messy when she stays there.

as for personal taste, i don’t think she’s very aesthetics-oriented in general, and will go for usefulness over looking good, although she’ll make an exception for anything that looks badass or has the color red in it. she’s currently wearing her pirate’s uniform with the sleeves ripped off, along with her armor. she has long red hair that she usually keeps up in some sort of bun, or in a braid or braids in her downtime. she is short and stocky, with pale skin and freckles, large brown eyes and a strong jaw. i rolled for it an apparently she’s pretty hot too, although i don’t think she puts much work into her appearance beyond the basics.

27. How do they relate to their appearance? How do they wear their clothing? Style? Quality?

her relationship to clothing is very pragmatic, but she likes anything that will carry across the notion that she’s cool and badass and not to be messed with. she wears her clothing in whatever way is most comfortable, and goes for comfort and quality over anything else.

28. Who is your character’s mate? How do they relate to him or her? How did they make their choice?

she is very single rn (altho she thinks lionheart is cute)

29. What is your character’s weaknesses? Hubris? Pride? Controlling?

a very bad mix of pride and recklessness. she’s incredibly prideful and doesn’t want to ever ask for help and it’s gotten her in trouble before. mix that with a propensity to not think very much before she acts (although she’s gotten better about that as she’s gotten older) and it’s a recipe for disaster and also lying to her mom too much

30. Are they holding on to something in the past? Can he or she forgive?

kind of; she’s still holding onto her father and mara’s death, but not really in the sense of holding onto a grudge, more in the sense of holding onto those memories because she admires them, and especially with mara wants to follow in her example to honor her memory. so her holding onto the past grounds her with some ideals and morals, especially about sacrifice and what it means to be a hero

31. Does your character have children? How do they feel about their parental role? About the children? How do the children relate?

she has no kids and doesn’t want any

32. How does your character react to stress situations? Defensively? Aggressively? Evasively?

very aggressively, put her in a stressful situation and her first reaction is to fight back, either verbally or physically

33. Do they drink? Take drugs? What about their health?

she drinks, mostly to relax in between jobs

34. Does your character feel self-righteous? Revengeful? Contemptuous?

yeah a general feeling of anger is pretty common, right now mostly directed at someone i can’t talk about because spoilers, but she’s dealing with it. she chopped of a worm’s head so she cooled down a little, even if so and so is still a fucking coward

35. Do they always rationalize errors? How do they accept disasters and failures?

unless they’re particularly spectacular failures she just tries to move on from any mistakes she makes and not linger on them too long. her first instinct usually isn’t to blame herself tho

36. Do they like to suffer? Like to see other people suffering?

she doesn’t like to suffer, but she thinks that all of the struggles (physical or emotional) that she’s had to go through have made her stronger, so she’s okay with having gone through them. she doesn’t like seeing innocents or friends suffer but if it’s the person/thing she’s fighting it’s fine. she’s not going to draw out anyone’s suffering though.

37. How is your character’s imagination? Daydreaming a lot? Worried most of the time? Living in memories?

she tends to live in the present and focus on dealing with current problems rather than be off in her own world, although that’s more of a result of her growing up than anything. when she was younger, she was constantly dreaming about being an adventurer.

38. Are they basically negative when facing new things? Suspicious? Hostile? Scared? Enthusiastic?

a weird mix of suspicious and enthusiastic? like, she’s constantly seeking out new experiences but at the same time she’s been doing this shit long enough to be aware of potential danger and ready to fight it.

39. What do they like to ridicule? What do they find stupid?

oh so much. SO much. she generally likes to ridicule people she doesn’t like, especially people who take themselves too seriously or who are very uptight

40. How is their sense of humor? Do they have one?

she definitely has a sense of humor but it’s kind of a mean one-- she tends to laugh at other people’s embarrassments and fuck ups

41. Is your character aware of who they are? Strengths? Weaknesses? Idiosyncrasies? Capable of self-irony?

she’s gained a bit of this as she’s grown older. she’s not terribly introspective but she’s gained a better sense of her own strengths and weaknesses and is at least able to reflect back on her younger self with something resembling self-criticism

42. What does your character want most? What do they need really badly, compulsively? What are they willing to do, to sacrifice, to obtain?

she wants freedom, hands down. it’s not a very tangible “want” but it’s the thing that drives most of her decisions-- it’s the reason she rebelled so much as a kid, the reason she left home, the reason she continues to travel and take odd jobs to make ends meet, the reason she want so badly to get off these islands. she’s will to cut ties and even hurt others if necessary.

43. Does your character have any secrets? If so, are they holding them back?

not to the people around her, but she’s been exaggerating how cool/exciting/good her life is to her family for a while because she’s a prideful shit who can’t admit when she’s wrong, and it keeps her from having a closer relationship w/ her family and a stronger support system. (i don’t think she went home right after mara died because of this and just dealt with it by herself because she couldnt bring herself to tell her family ‘oh this life kinda sucks sometimes,’ and she only ever goes home when she’s doing well for herself)

44. How badly do they want to obtain their life objectives? How do they pursue them?

she’s a girl of action-- she wanted to be an adventurer so she became one, even not being super prepared for what it would be like at all. she tends to jump in head-first into things

45. Is your character pragmatic? Think first? Responsible? All action? A visionary? Passionate? Quixotic?

she’s grown more pragmatic as she’s grown up, but she’s fundamentally very action-oriented and puts her heart into what she’s doing. she was very irresponsible as a kid but has grown more responsible w/ age.

46. Is your character tall? Short? What about size? Weight? Posture? How do they feel about their physical body?

she’s tall for a dwarf (like 4′11″) but short overall, her body type is pretty broad/stocky and muscular. she has pretty decent posture but it’s only because her grandmother was strict about it– she doesn’t care about her posture much but she tends to fall back into good posture. as for her body, she’s very proud of it! the way she sees it, her body is a weapon that she put a lot of work into honing and mastering, and her muscles and her scars are the result of that hard work, so why not be proud of them?

47. Do they want to project an image of a younger, older, more important person? Does they want to be visible or invisible?

she wants to project the image of someone a little older and very in-control and commanding. she wants to be very visible.

48. How are your character’s gestures? Vigorous? Weak? Controlled? Compulsive? Energetic? Sluggish?

depends on her mood. all of her movements tend to have a lot of weight to them, and her movements are either v energetic or v relaxed

49. What about voice? Pitch? Strength? Tempo and rhythm of speech? Pronunciation? Accent?

uhh kind of on the lower side (somewhat deliberate bc it gives off an air of her being confident and serious or some shit), and she tends to be kinda loud. she talks very casually so she doesn’t care if sometimes her words run together a little. she speaks like she wants to be heard and get her point across. she probably has a light accent that one would probably recognize as being from Drag’t, and vaguely dwarvish (bc that’s probably her actual first language and one she spoke at home a lot)

50. What are the prevailing facial expressions? Sour? Cheerful? Dominating?

a general expression of “don’t fuck with me”

#romanarcadia #ilde #here she is w/ all her vaguely tragic backstory bs too

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convndrums · 7 years

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here the FAWK she ( the semi-finished masterlist of all my characters ) is ! took way too long but hopefully as you proceed to click on the linque below you’ll know why smh but yep ! i’ll be adding their pages on my account when i’m done with them soon i hope and maybe come back with a bunch of connections for each character but for now this is all i got & smash this like or im me for plots i’d love to get on those finally xx

reintroducing amanda wheeler; intro & info page.

queen of irony. rich post- faux country gal who’s a loud homosexual and writes hetero fics/has an indie het smut for the absolute shits and giggles. dates a married woman she’s utterly in love with and will pull the life support cord for. said to be possessed by a possessed flapper. cute and knows it even though she looks like a republican. socially open & everywhere. morally grey.

reintroducing imogen yates; intro & info page. ( tw violence )

the grey area between your mom friend and your drunk aunt. happily vegan & owns a vegan restaurant called the fork, alt. the vegan cult’s lair. won’t kill you, but will convince you she really wants to. local brat tamer. minds her business via minding others. clashed head-first into nature’s very own reset button: amnesia. used to be satan and traumatized everyone. disgustingly active and accomplishing.

reintroducing ethan holland; intro & info page. ( tw suicide )

he is a sk8r boi, she said see ya later boy ( and meant it. they’re dating now. hey lourdes ! ) a nice person, so nice he doesn’t realize how fake he sounds/is. a certified headass. previously a bully/bully enabler, current guilty fuck. #torn. does the most for his loved ones. doesn’t remember his own birthday. googled foot fetishes once. trolls stan twitter with his fake selena gomez stan account when tumblr crashes. burned a sue of cide note with his name scribbled on it.

reintroducing sebastian miller; intro & info page ( tw violence )

kazimer sokolov whom. russian ex-cult member well-adjusted into a mundane life via lies, a fake canadian accent he’s ‘trying to get rid of’, being a twilight saga aficionado and a dickwad, a lame record store and a tumblr blog to keep himself sane by maintaining a general aesthetic and shitting on people and every discourse out there. knives/books sniffer. allegedly fucked a moose. probably kinkshames as a way to deal with his own “kinks” aka please keep the dead bodies away. ( im kidding i swear but [redacted] )

reintroducing prudence zima; intro & info page ( tw death )

parents died in a fire when she was two months old and it shows. idolizes avril lavigne & her favorite movie is lords of dogtown for aesthetics references. dude. social leech or effortless networker ? both. remains in her lane regardless. cry-types probably. here for a good time, not a long time. steals your stash and smokes you out with it. avid dick connoisseur. minimum effort lifestyle. either on her way to become a manager of some one hit wonder band that finds it’s demise in a freak accident, a drug dealer or god forbid, a guidance counselor; depends. mild cool girl syndrome.

reintroducing jennifer meade; intro & info page ( tw death, violence and abuse )

bi/pussy muncher and proud misandrist, first and foremost. remembers killing her brother very fondly. the one girl in a room to call when you want to kill a bug and you’re relieved until she kills it with her bare hand. tops. unstable & chaotic evil, respectively. the ginger devil. biased and has her minion whom she invests a great deal of her time in brain washing and obsessing over. supposedly here to make amends but that’s not happening any time soon.

reintroducing margot williams; intro & info page ( tw mental illness )

deserves better. very gay. all her friends are heathens xtra, take it slow. corrects typos in the gc. a nerdy editorial assistant daydreaming about publishing houses instead of the magazine she works for. lowkey shy and she’s angry about it. goes off if she must. jacks off to #knowledge and yuri anime. helps with homework and essays and takes the kids out. deadpan because we’re original but she swears it’s just the face & unresolved trauma. stans her therapist. unofficial older sister.

reintroducing chandler accardi; intro ( re-written ) & info page

needs to do better. dropped out of college for culinary school then dropped out of that too. was engaged to an absolute goddess he ultimately wronged ( with her damn best friend, bitch disgostin* ) and got kicked out to the curb. currently residing in the couch of his sister until things are resolved. thot-by-default & annoying. has like three ( 3 ) redeeming qualities. has never been told to shut up and it shows. works at buzzfeed.

reintroducing abel gautier; intro & info page

french and “confused”. lives a minimalist n’ expensive life. if american psycho & french kiss were the same movie. wine sniffer. the devil bakes croissants. will watch you die. takes grudges to the afterlife. gets attached but either ruins it or ruins it to spare everyone, himself included. falls in love a lot but knows how to calm the fuck down. very giving, fortunately. manipulative but isn’t too wild about bending everything to his will.

reintroducing simini gale; intro & info page ( tw abuse, violence & mental illness )

token white actress & character in rosie’s show. [ britney vc ] its me.... against dissociation. a loud mess with an intense mental state and anger issues dulled out by her prescribed meds and whatever pill she got in the bottom of her manager’s purse. dependent and distraught about it. grocery shopping for garbage food and attending comedy stand up shows half drunk as a hobby. stable ? where. very nice and super flighty. heels are hot. wishes she could fight someone without feeling the urge to actually fight someone.

reintroducing calvin o’shea; intro & info page ( tw mental illness )

it’s not just the depression more than the incredible self hatred. walks into rooms with his bad energy, grumpy mood and cunty attitude. graduated college just to shut his dad up. wants to die harder than edward cullen. just doesn’t give a shit. has a baby named freddie mercury ( also known as the antichrist, with alanis, his mortal literal enemy whom he absolutely despises and will not hesitate to put his dick back in again lbr ) who will probably grow up to talk shit about his parents whom he also mentioned in his tell-all book on ellen. works at his family’s bookstore that sucks the life energy out of college students nearing a mental breakdown.

reintroducing isabel pavia; intro & info page ( tw drug use )

contemporary dances her feelings away. too ambitious for her own good but knows what she’s doing. in a goth ass secret society ( here ) a.k.a her new found purpose. knows everything eventually. oddly trustworthy. doesn’t know what speaking loudly is, let alone yelling. loves the moon & has that moon app. had to take painkillers when she twisted her ankle very badly and would take them for a while for stress and performance reasons, but has stopped. a quiet angel.

reintroducing anastasia zeller; intro & info page

ambitious/multi-talented asshole. horror trash & an emotional/mental maze which translates well into her weird works on no sleep reddit and current horror comedy podcast. ( click here for info ). needs a therapist according to a friend, whom she dropped for saying that. will bite your head off. obsessed with her works to an unhealthy point. would love to establish a company and stuff out of it and is working on that. healthy relationships are a semi-foreign concept.

reintroducing morgan booker; intro & info page ( tw death )

vape-curious and takes photos of ghost towns and abandoned-everythings because #vision. had a roadtrip phase like the fake deep idiot he is. morally grey. genuinely here for a good laugh and spreading joy in the form of hover-friendships and taking lit candids of his friends. knows shit and comes off as a creep sometimes but does he really care. knows your mom’s name. lives in a disused hospital bc he’s marinating on that aesthetic.

reintroducing bowie harmon; intro & info page ( tw drug use & abuse )

part of a duo in a web series as the anxious n’ cackling mess. showcases her depressión & anxieté by her colorful wigs n’ new hair dyes. painful receptionist at a tattoo parlor. recovering addict who advocates for drug use. thinks tattooing a ruler on someone’s dick one day would be the peak of her accomplishments as a tattoo artist. daily bad decisions. “ it’s complicated. ” when asked about literally any relationship she has with anyone in her life. traumas include her failed singing career. an ex viner-by-association.

reintroducing shaheen bin baz; intro & info page ( tw violence & mental illness )

the physical deception of going through hell in a short amount of time with zero mental durability to begin with during midterms. trigger-anxious. will shoot your toes off your foot if caught off guard. aided in criminal operations with the brilliance of his mind in codes. would not mind dying. seasons your food. waters his crops in his balcony garden. the grey area between a super laidback dude and a crackhead with violent tendencies. nearing a mental breakdown probably.

reintroducing minka abbott-santos; intro & info page ( tw abuse )

defeats the evil stepmom stereotype one breath at a time. the human embodiment of a deer. gothic angel. alarmingly gets black swan. type to wake up to her staring at you from an armchair across the room, but lovingly, with a book she was reading in hand and two hot cups of tea; she was waiting to start the day with you. spooky until you get to know her and even more spookier when she’s ( note: calmly ) pissed but that’s extremely rare. gentle voice, soul and everything.

reintroducing reuben faulkner; intro & info page ( tw abuse & violence )

rekt hell prince. lived in an amish community with his family until he got kidnapped away from home when he was seven into an awful living situation. doesn’t remember if the gas leak that happened five years later and killed everyone was his doing or not. knows where his real family is after months of tracking them down but. blood kink under investigation. shady bouncer at a shady club. has issues he has no care or time to diminish. fights for the shits and giggles. leaves texts at read. leaves you alone for your own good and his own sanity.

reintroducing alexandra turunen; info page

wants to do everything and be everything and doesn’t know what to do with herself ( read: post-graduation identity crisis ) currently investing in a motorcycle for no reason. essentially jobless. a “retired” kathryn merteuil who “outgrew” her cunning ways since highschool but really only found new socially destructive interests. appears to be self-possessed but she’s #shaken. doesn’t care about how well she presents herself anymore after getting rejected by four universities and refusing to accept her father’s offer to pull some strings to get her in one. sleeps a lot.

reintroducing giuseppe del vecchio; info page ( tw death & drug use )

goes by pepe because well. son of italian oil peeps & is extra. said to be in a cult when all he’s in is this extra ass dining club that does the most for initiation ceremonies. ready to fall in love with you. goes to the king’s college in london and studies business & changes his minor way too often for everyone’s liking. into everything and will be down to do whatever. faux deep. mischievous shit. incredibly unbiased. had his rawrk n’ roll phase that died along with someone in a club literally. still has it but he knows god now & less drugs.

reintroducing kelian scott; info page ( tw death & drug use )

a father/father figure who tries™. runs a mechanic shop/chop shop because bad decisions and dire needs ( had his son to send to school and his daughter who passed away due to a disease he couldn’t afford to treat even after turning his shop into a chop shop. his wife then left him ). stares into the distance. wants the best for the kids but one of them is a junkie ( he doesn’t know yet ) and the other -- his niece -- is an orphan he’s worried about. thinks ahead 24/7. needs to pull out of this dull n’ depressing daily routine he has fallen into like the basic ass divorced dad he is.

reintroducing sal presley; info page

smexy trace & fingerprint detective. talks. the perfect illusion to bring home to your parents and friends. gets shit done which is both a good thing and a bad thing. looks calm, collected n’ well-rested but isn’t. his actual name is salvatore but no. knows how to mix drinks and more; used to showcase his multi-talented ass to make his ( currently ex ) fiancée look good now just himself. was engaged three times; two of those times with the same person. obsessive; gets into his job a little too intensely for no reason but #justice and maybe something else whom knows. loses sleep at least two nights a week as a habit at this point. has an extended family back home he misses occasionally. wishes he could calm down truly.

#smoke:intros #FINALLY RISING HOLY SH-#ill do some plotting n hopefully get on replies soonish hell yea lets GO!

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desnayy · 7 years

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I finally finished the template for my limeblood. Well, there are some things that are unfinished, but that’s because there’s nothing to but on those parts just yet. I’m going to put the info below this under a readmore as I’m on a computer for once.

Basics

Name: Seshat Lepori

Pronunciation: Sesh-hat Le-pori

Namesake: Seshat is an Egyptian goddess of knowledge and wisdom. Lepori is shortened from leporidae, the family rabbits are in.

Trolltag: bookishCuniculus (BC)

Tag Explanation: Bookish means devoted to reading and studying rather than worldly interests. Cuniculus means a small conduit or burrow, as an underground drain or rabbit hole.

Age: 8 sweeps (6 sweeps if in canon)

Wriggling Day: May 28th

Gender: Female

Blood: Lime (#658200)

Symbol: Lepus (image accompanying chapter)

Height: 5'

Build: Lithe, almost childlike

Appearance: Seshat has the average gray skin and black hair as most other trolls. She has shoulder length hair and her eyes are slightly filled in with her blood color (unless in canon, than her eyes have the plain dark gray irises of young trolls). Her horns look a bit like short rabbit ears with rounded edges. She wears a black long sleeve with her symbol on the front in lime, dark lime capris, and black boots with lime laces. Whenever she reads, she wears a pair of frameless oval glasses.

Theme: Books and rabbits

Specibus: mirrorkind (Originally equipped with a shard of a broken mirror, but equipped late game with a knife that has a sharp mirror blade)

Power: Strong telekinesis

Fetch Modus: Book Modus (Every item you've ever captchalogued with the modus receives a page in a book provided by the modus.The book itself can be captchalogued, which is probably a good idea if it's getting more on the thick side. To uncaptchalogue something, just go to the item page and say the item name out loud. There is pretty much an unlimited amount of items that can be put in this modus, though it's recommended to keep the amount small so the book doesn't get too thick.)

Hive: An underground hive almost like a rabbit warren, with many rooms and tunnels, and completely full of books, both in bookshelves and on any other available surface, including the floor and the staircase leading to the hive entrance. The entrance is hidden among the roots of a large tree in a forest of large trees; almost impossible to find unless Seshat or her lusus lead the way. Seshat's respiteblock is actually one of the most book filled room, with her recuperacoon tucked into a corner and large piles of books around the rest of the room as well bookshelves. There is a mini library that is the second most book filled room that has a desk with her computer on it somewhere near the back and a maze of bookshelves. It can be a bit difficult to navigate the hive without knocking over any book stacks. By the entrance on the upper floor is a room with a nestbed for Hopmom. Under the staircase is a small hidden sitting area with a pile of pillows to lay or sit on and stacks of books around the pile, which can also be used any possible jam sessions with a future moirail.

Personality

Seshat is empathetic, sincere, and warm-hearted. She is friendly, generous, and self-sacrificing, but can also be sentimental, flattering, and people-pleasing. She is well-meaning and driven to be close to others, but can slip into doing things for others in order to be needed. She typically has problems with acknowledging her own needs and accidentally isolating herself. Though she is quite friendly, Seshat seems to enjoy more time being on her own with her many books rather than around others.

Interests: Books, small spaces, the idea of the one true matesprit, day-daydreaming, peace and quiet, tea

Dislikes: Surprises, loud noises, large or threatening individuals, mistreatment of books, coffee, large open spaces

Fears: Pyrophobia (fear of fire), the inevitability of becoming a slave, being abandoned

Strengths: Random bits of knowledge of most things, rather good at jumping

Weaknesses: Often runs from conflict, distracted due to day-dreaming constantly

Odd Habits: Somehow gets into small hidden spaces that others either can't find or get into

Self-Esteem: Actually has pretty high self-esteem

Perception: Optimistic dreamer

Hemoloyalty: Seshat is extremely loyal to the Hemospectrum, as that way is less likely to lead to being culled. Often nervous around highbloods.

Quirk

Capitalization: Normal and names of others and places

Punctuation: Ends of sentences

Prefix/Suffix: [Sentence.]

Replacements: H with |-|, at with @, and with &, I/i with !

Emotes: ^×^ when happy, °×° when shocked or scared, ;×; when sad, >×< when mad, ^///^ when embarrassed or flustered

Laughter: Heehee

Emphasis: N/A

Nicknames For Others: Usually last names unless she's friends with the person, then first names. Uses custom nicknames for any quadrant mates.

Other: Occasionally makes rabbit puns and quotes/references books

Game Related

Title: Maid of Light

Planet: Land of Books and Stars (A land completely covered with bookshelves with lanterns dotted around and little consort villages where the buildings are made of books. It is eternal night in this land, only the stars are barely lit because of the denizen. There is no moon.)

Quest: Find the book that has the info for how to brighten the stars

Moon: Prospit

Kernelsprite Prototypes: Hopmom + ??? = Hopsprite

Consorts: Light green coatis

Totem Creature: Fireflies

Cruxite Artifact: A dusty book (clean it off)

Associated Item: Moonstone

Denizen: Astraeus

Client: TBA whenever I come up with other characters

Server: ^^^

Exile: Creative Drifter ( She uses a feather in her hood to draw on anything that doesn't have a picture of some kind already on it)

Relationships

Romantic & Sexual Orientation: Demisexual demiromantic

Lusus: A medium sized rabbit with four sets of legs (Hopmom)

Lusus Relationship: Hopmom is basically her best friend. Seshat loves her and cares about her more than she cares about any troll including her friends and future quadrant mates. Seshat was devastated when Hopmom died but was happy when the kernelsprite brought her back as a sprite.

Ancestor: The Scrivener (A limeblood slave under the ownership of a purple blood, who was a forced scribe for the purple blood religion)

Dancestor: Nidaba Lepori

Beforan self: The Bibliophile (A limeblood who had a mass collection of books, nearly rivaling that of the Imperial Library)

Quadrants: TBA whenever I come up with other characters (in canon, she has a red crush on Equius, and a small pale crush on Eridan)

Close Friends

^^^ (in canon, likes to think she's friends with everyone)

Platonic Enemies

^^^ (in canon, doesn't really notice any negative emotions to anyone)

Music

Piano Aquieu by Stars of the Lid (land theme)

The Daughters of Quiet Minds by Stars of the Lid (theme song 1)

Lullaby by Snail's House (God Tier ascension song)

Everything's Alright cover by Adriana Figueroa (theme song 2)

Trivia

Basically the living embodiment of the 'The Bibliomaniac' tag on museinspo

Often makes herself as small as possible when in the presence of high bloods

Does her best to be lawful as possible, as she doesn't want to be culled or forced into slavery early

Spent most of her early life either reading or practicing her telekinesis, and has very good control over it

Quotes

BC : [!n truth, !'m a b!t hoppy Altern!a was destroyed. Ma!nly because now ! don't have to worry about becom!ng a slave!]

"Well, I know we have only known each other a short time, but I like to think you are my friend."

)(So, this character is set in an alternate version of canon Alternia where the limebloods aren’t hunted down, and instead are constantly monitored throughout their lives. Upon reaching maturity [about 10 or 11 sweeps], they’ll be taken away from their lusus and quadrant mates to be bought as slaves by the highbloods. Character template from peppertrolls.)(

#homestuck #fantroll #long post

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‪So, if there's one thing I'm super protective over, it's my DVD collection. I collect dvds religiously. I have two bookcases I keep them in - one for movies, one for TV shows, & EVERYTHING in alphabetical order. I don't necessarily WATCH them all that open. I just like knowing I have them & I like looking up at how pretty they look all organized on my shelves. (This stems from when I was a kid & sometimes went to people's houses & was asked if I wanted to watch a movie & marveled at THEIR movie - then VHS, lol - collection. I was determined to have one of my own one day.) I also high key despise when there are open spaces (i.e. From when a movie is borrowed by someone). This isn't to say I'm not open to lending out my movies. I just gotta know you'll return it w/in a certain amount of time - preferably a week or less (like a library! Lol). The PROBLEM is it's usually my family (i.e. Aunt, uncles, cousins, etc.) that borrows movies (sometimes going so far as to sneak into my room when I'm not home & then I return & suddenly there's something missing & I just KNOW at least one has been stolen by a sneaky relative). And the problem w/ that is they think "oh, I'm borrowing from LAUREN, a nearby living relative. I can borrow it for as long as I want & she won't mind, b/c we're FAMILY!" 😒😒😒😒😒 Me = not amused EVER. Sometimes it takes them months or even over a year to get it back to me. And guess what? Ironically enough they haven't even gotten around to watching it when they do. 🙄 Which is why I STRESS to them that they should have an upcoming specific date & time during which they can & WILL watch whatever they borrow, so they can get it back to me relatively quickly. If they do that, I'm more than willing for them to keep borrowing stuff whenever they return things, but that has rarely been the case & so borrowing my movies just doesn't happen that often. And to be truthful it was just when they wanted to watch something that wasn't on Netflix, since they all have that. (The biggest repeat movies being borrowed were the films from the original Star Wars trilogy, so one year I just bought them those for Christmas. Lol.) This all leads up to the fact that I'm PARTICULARLY nervous about letting my mother borrow anything. Bc beyond the issues w/ my other relatives, she is a total klutz. Accidentally breaking &/or losing things is a regular occurrence for her. She doesn't set out to do it, but she just has this...talent for it? Idk. Anyways, I've been trying to catch her up on all my shows so she can watch live when they return w/ the new season. Right now The Flash is the focus. Since I don't trust her w/ a whole season DVD box set, I've been burning one episode at a time to blank cd/dvds (since only one fits on each from my downloads). But there were complications w/ that, so I abandoned that & have just been going to her house w/ my box DVD set to watch the series. This last Thursday I was going to do that again. The last time I was w/ her, we finished up through 1x15, so we had 8 eps to go to finish the season. Sadly I ended up not going home w/ her to watch anymore this past week bc we did a bunch of stuff before then & I was tired & wanted to go home & shower. So...given that it would only be three days & she sometimes does nothing but sit around the house & watch movies AND while she has lost my DVD discs in the past, they weren't rly in a solid DVD case & this one was in a huge one. So, I lent it out to her for through today & apparently she finished the season!!! And is bringing it to the party we're having for my cousin today!! (Plz plz follow through, mom. Lol.) She tends to get confused if something is not super straightforward & she's asked a ton of questions in the past if she doesn't get something that happened (do not even get me started on that first crossover. The concept alone totally blindsided her.) So, I asked her if she had any questions, but nope! She watched all the remaining episodes THREE TIMES apparently & got it all on her own. I'm borderline considering lending her out season two today when she comes. Though THAT is a little more risky, given its 23 eps she has to get through, not just eight. Color me impressed though. Half the battle is just watching it. 😉

#my life today #a ramble #my DVD collection

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spectrumtranszine · 5 years

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Update: 28 March, 2019

Hi guys. Kai here. As you may or may not know, I have taken over the Spectrum Zine from the original mod, Ali. And honestly? It has been A Fucking Process. I’ve enlisted the help of a few trusted people, including Ardett helping me out with social media, and we are at a point where we are able to enter the final stages of this project and we’re asking for your continued patience and cooperation so we can finish out the project, get you your orders, and make our donation to True Colors.

Okay so the update as it currently stands is:

I got handed a clusterfuck of a zine in dribs and drabs by Ali. Despite repeated requests, I did not receive all the information I asked for. I have still not received much of that information.

Yeah, no, after S8 dropped, I couldn’t look at Voltron without feeling sick for about a month, I’ll be honest about that. And no, that’s not a ship thing. I could give a shit about what ships are or aren’t canon. I mean the characterizations and the million and one ways they abandoned everything they’d built for seven seasons. But I got back into it and I’m not going to abandon a fandom I love because of a silly little thing like Canon Sucking. Since then, I’ve been back to working on this project.

Apparently, the original tumblr page for the zine is gone. I did not do this. I have NEVER had access to this tumblr page. It must have been something Ali, the original project runner, did. I literally even didn't know Ali had nuked the tumblr page until very recently. Ali hasn't spoken to me in months and our last contact was me attempting to get the passwords from them yet again with yet another empty promise.

That said, I have officially GUESSED my way into the twitter account, changed the password, and removed Ali from the recovery info so I have THAT now, at least, as well as the original yahoo email account. I'm going to be posting there starting March 16th.

I did NOT at any point have access to the tumblr page. I have NO idea if anyone sent messages to that page, I have NO way to find that out. (I can only assume any frustrated messages were sent there. Only two people asked about the status of the zine via Twitter.)

Not sure who follows my main but life kind of exploded for me (repeatedly) and I was briefly homeless (again) in January and then was living in a hotel. That said, now everything is settled and our house is continuing in the repair process. We finally got our flood insurance payout from fucking 2012, yayyyy!!

I just got back from Australia for an anniversary trip my girlfriend planned and paid to have me flown to the other side of the planet for.

In regards to my other activities unrelated to the zine, please don’t hassle me about posting a few fics that took me a handful of hours. That's what I do in my sparing PERSONAL time and I have been told EXPLICITLY to continue to do that by my therapist, thank you. I feel plenty of nausea, guilt, and fear every time I post a fic when I have a project outstanding like this but I have been told to not stop doing it. I have posted a grand total of 15,736 recreational words over the last 3.5 months, AKA roughly 15 hours recreational writing time total over the last 3.5 months, AKA an average of 150 words per day broken over the last 100 days. And, again, I’m told to do it by my therapist.

I’d like to share with you guys how much time has been invested in this project:

I've literally been working on this SOLO in terms of formatting.

It took repeated hasslings of Ali to get most of the project pieces.

Once I finally gained access to the email account, I had to download each and every fic and art piece individually. Most of them were not attributed correctly. Almost nobody indicated which pieces were meant to be printed and which pieces were meant to be PDF-only.

Fics:

About half of the fics had to be honestly ripped apart to their bones just to fix and render uniform and readable the formatting because they were submitted as PDFs (note to authors, submit doc files) or with very weird spacing. I’ve seen how AWFUL zines can look when all the fics are haphazard formatting and spacing and it’s not something that anyone ever likes to receive or to see their work as part of.

Several of these fics don’t even have titles (note to authors: please name your fics).

More recently, I recruited my very damn patient girlfriend (who literally bought one of these things) to help me with the fic formatting issue. She has helped me wade through 40,000 words for both formatting and LIGHT beta editing.

40,000 words of fic are in this project. That is literally the length of a damn novel. This is a fucking BOOK.

Editors, professional editors, take MONTHS to go through the edits on something of this length, and that’s when those manuscripts ARE submitted at something vaguely resembling a uniform format. This project… is not. Aphelion utilized an entire team of writers to edit, format, and beta, and it still took several weeks. I was one of those people.

Not to call anyone out, but one fic literally had double or triple spaces between every WORD, not every sentence, every single word, like this. It was 4,000 spaces. Why? W h y. There were still additional spaces that had to be removed BY HAND. (Spacing here is intentional to make a point.)

Every fic also had to be read to check whether it was a SFW or NSFW piece because nobody actually marked their work. If a NSFW piece accidentally got dropped into the SFW zine version, that could be a big fucking problem.

Art:

I had to track down a copy of SAI to get those files converted that were submitted as SAI.

My photoshop corrupted itself so I spent about eight hours scrubbing it off my system and getting it back on.

The art pieces were submitted at TWENTY different dimensions, Only six art pieces were submitted at the advertised 5.5” x 8.5” dimensions of the zine at 300dpi. Another handful were submitted at the right ratio but just the wrong size.

Like, I get it, the submission guidelines were shaky at best but I’m the one who’s been trying to wade through all of this to get it uniform.

This has been a LARGE number of hours investment.

Contributor Updates:

The credits doc was sent out to contributors. They have until 02 April, 2019 at 11:59PM EST to submit any corrections to their credits.

I apologize for the radio silence, but the project Ali landed on me was a god damned CLUSTERFUCK and I have been doing a lot of work on the back end trying to pull this out of the flaming dumpster they tossed it in because I believed in the project, especially in light of everything that has happened in the fandom and it has given me nothing but stress. But I really wanted this zine in my physical hands. I still do. More updates on that below.

So as of some time in the last few weeks, Ali has quite honestly cut and run. It looks like they nuked their instagram, nuked their tumblr (hence the zine tumblr disappearing bc they were the only mod on it), and nuked their twitter, and left me holding the bag on this shit. BUT GUESS WHAT, I’M STILL HERE.

Also, in case y’all were wondering about Ali’s Voltron Calendar project? I literally have one. It’s on my wall. They gave it to me in August when I was in Florida for a con and they promised me to my face that they would get me the information I needed for Spectrum. It was just one of the many times they promised to get me the things I needed and that one was to my face. So to anyone who never got their calendar? They had some number of them printed and then never did anything with them which is somehow worse. I don’t know how many they had printed but I literally have one of these forbidden calendars and they told me they were going to start shipping that week which obviously never happened. So that kind of shows Ali’s follow-through.

It is PAINFULLY obvious that Ali never ran a zine before Spectrum due to a NUMBER of points: Lack of organization, lack of consistent formatting, horrible method for final submissions, underpriced zine and bundle pricing, underpriced shipping pricing (even before the pricing hike), contributor count, contributor discount amount given the zine size, writer max word counts, merch quantity per bundle. Literally, we had two people submit final charm designs when we only have one charm listed on the damned bundle so that’s cool.

I couldn’t even tell how BIG the zine was going to be until many, MANY hours were invested into this project. First, there was the countless hours spent downloading one piece at a time and wading through back and forth emails and trying to make sure no one’s submissions got lost which meant basically going through every piece of correspondence individually. Then, there was cross referencing all of that against the emails and the contributor names. Then, it took getting all of the fic into one file and hours upon hours of wading through and formatting and reformatting and recruiting my girlfriend to help to even get to the point where we could see what final page count we were looking at for fic. Then, there was figuring out how long of an index a project with this many contributors would need and how many pages that would take.

I have reached out to several manufacturers regarding zine and merch pricing and what we can do to get those affordably done. This zine is VERY FUCKING THICK and I AM concerned about pricing, for both the printed zine and for merch. If anyone has any affordable manufacturers you have worked with before, I would be happy to hear from you!

Currently, here’s where we stand:

My investment:

Too Fucking Much Time

A few years off my life

A bucket of tears

I think I’m going to follow in Shiro’s white-haired footsteps from this

Seriously, do I have more wrinkles? I can’t tell.

A lot of love.

Orders:

There are 79 total orders

There are 06 PDF-only orders

There are 18 Print+PDF orders

There are 55 Merch+Print+PDF orders

There have been 5 refunds issued

Contributors make up 28 orders.

Non-contributors make up 51 orders.

Content:

The fics total out to 43,000 words. That's a fucking lot. That's over a hundred pages of FIC, before the artists.

There are 50 pages of art.

The zine is currently 126 pages. I’m fucking with formatting to try to shrink it. That's a big, thick, HEAVY fucking book.Yes, some of this is PDF-only and I am still in the process of tracking down which is which, but it is still a large book.

Finances:

The zine was priced at $7.50 for those who used contributor codes.

The cheapest print edition I can source for the zine currently because of the page count is roughly $7.50 per zine. This is why I am SEEKING SUPPLIERS who can bring in a lesser quote for an 8.5 x 5.5 126 page zine.

If the zine costs $7.50/per to print and contributors paid $7.50/per, this means EVERY contributor copy is an AT-COST copy. Not to mention shipping.

The bundle was priced at $13.50 for those who used contributor codes. This has to include the $7.50 zine. That leaves $6.50 for the bundle merch which I have currently priced around $9. That means $2.50 of every contributor bundle has to come from the zine budget.

International shipping was priced at $7.00 for the zine-only and $12.00 for the bundle. This may be feasible for zine-only orders but bundles will need a shipping supplement to come from somewhere.

At this time, I am proposing:

Creators have until 02 April, 2019 to update credits.

A rough final draft will be released to creators by 8 April, 2019.

Any major corrections to works will be submitted by 14 April, 2019.

Then I move on to handling the orders. For which I propose the following first steps:

Everyone who ordered a copy will receive the PDF edition of Spectrum on or about 28 April, 2019. Refunds will NOT be given for that first $10 per order that is the PDF price so that we can actually manage to donate SOME fucking money for how much work has been put into this zine and to make sure we can pay the print costs for those persons who want a physical copy.

As a Thank You for your patience, everyone who ordered (and contributors) will also receive a bonus mini-PDF of additional zine-exclusive content not posted anywhere else (SFW or NSFW version, to match the order).

Assuming none of the item productions are cost prohibitive, the following will be how the physical portion of the project is handled:

USA people who ordered Print+PDF will receive their PDF and be given the option of:

Option USPrint1 (Default option): Receipt of their printed zine as planned at no additional cost. Customers will have TWO WEEKS from the date of the PDF-containing email to update any addresses as needed.

Option USPrint2: Donation of the additional funds beyond the PDF price ($5.00 print + $5.00 shipping). Again, customers will have 2 WEEKS to select this option via email.

Option USPrint3: Refund of the additional funds beyond the PDF price ($10.00 minus any applicable PayPal fees). Again, customers will have 2 WEEKS to select this option via email.

International people who ordered Print+PDF will receive their PDF and be given the option of:

Option IntPrint1 (Default option): Donation of the additional funds beyond the PDF price ($5.00 print + $7.00 shipping = $12.00). Customers will have FOUR WEEKS from the date of the PDF-containing email to select a different option.

Option IntPrint2: Payment of an international shipping supplement (est $10.00) and receipt of their print zine as planned. Again, customers will have 4 WEEKS to select this option via email.

Option IntPrint3: Refund of the additional funds beyond the PDF price ($12.00 minus any applicable PayPal fees). Again, customers will have 4 WEEKS to select this option via email.

USA people who ordered Merch+Print+PDF will receive their PDF and be given the option of:

Option USBun1 (Default Option): Receipt of their bundle as planned at no additional cost. Customers will have TWO WEEKS from the date of the PDF-containing email to update any addresses as needed.

Option USBun2: Donation of the additional funds beyond the PDF price ($17.00 bundle + $7.00 shipping). Again, customers will have 2 WEEKS to select this option via email.

Option USBun4: Refund of the additional funds beyond the PDF price ($10.00 minus any applicable PayPal fees). Again, customers will have 2 WEEKS to select this option via email.

International people who ordered Merch+Print+PDF will receive their PDF and be given the option of:

Option IntBun1 (Default Option): Donation of the additional funds beyond the PDF price ($17.00 bundle + $12.00 shipping = $29.00). Customers will have FOUR WEEKS from the date of the PDF-containing email to select a different option.

Option IntBun2: Payment of an international shipping supplement (est $10.00) and receipt of their bundle as planned. Again, customers will have 4 WEEKS to select this option via email.

Option IntBun3: Refund of the additional funds beyond the PDF price ($29.00 minus any applicable PayPal fees). Again, customers will have 4 WEEKS to select this option via email.

By following this plan, I hope we can maximize the number of people who can select an option they can be happy with!

If production or shipping of any of this proves to be cost prohibitive once final quotes are in place, options will be adjusted accordingly.

If y’all have any questions please feel free to message either the tumblr or twitter.

Thank you for all your time and continued patience. We look forward to bringing this project to completion.

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