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giamee · 1 year

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𝐈 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐍𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐄𝐂𝐇 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐌𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐈𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐘!

( header art by happy2ning on twt !! )

୨♡୧ pairing :: roadman!childe x reader (not rlly roadman but #lol)

୨♡୧ contains :: no content warnings. roadman childe ofc lmao. i was cackling while writing this don't take it too seriously

୨♡୧ gia's notes :: oh i just know this is gonna flop. anyways first post yayy. sorry that it ended weird i didn't really know how to finish it but if this gets like 10 notes i'll write another part 🙏

so yeah ROADMAN CHILDE 😭 nothing can convince me otherwise

so ur just minding ur business at the park waiting for your friend right

and then you hear this unfamiliar voice

wagwan piffting wots your bbm pin

"ayo wys b"

you look up from scrolling on your phone to see the most beautiful person you've ever seen in your life

he's tall, wearing a puffer with grey trackies, and you have to physically stop yourself from letting your eyes wander downward, instead meeting the gaze of his clear blue eyes as he glances over your figure without shame

he's got an easy smile on his face, just bordering on a smirk and you feel yourself become self-conscious underneath his gaze

"what's your snap babe"

if it were any other guy, you wouldn't even hesitate to get up from the bench where you were sat and just leave without another word, but there's something about the way he was looking at you that made you take his phone as he hands it to you and add yourself

he looks down at the screen when you hand it back to him and a small smile graces his lips before he walks off again, leaving you feeling slightly flustered until your friend arrives, and you look down at your phone to see that tartaglia2trappy had added you by search

it was almost funny telling your friend about the encounter, but in all honesty you had mostly forgotten about him until later that evening when you were in bed, seeing a notification pop up at the top of your screen

you clicked on it before really processing it, and a simple snap popped up on screen of the guy you met earlier today

it was nothing special, just a picture of him in his bed, with the lower half of his face and the start of his shoulders that had you blushing a little

you bit your lip, hesitating before replying with a picture of yourself from the same angle, your skin barely visible thanks to the darker lighting in your room

you turned off your phone, not expecting a reply any time soon, but to your surprise your phone screen lit up again before you even placed it back down on your bedside table

and the rest was history

you had been snapping each other for the last few days a lot more than you would care to admit to your friend, each conversation leaving you pleasantly surprised as childe (as he had explained to you was his real name) and you talked well into the night, ranging from voice messages to facetime calls that played out for too long

his voice was almost soothing at this point

you were lying in bed, phone propped up next to your pillow as you watched childe on your facetime call

he was out on a walk, his pale face standing out starkly against his dark surroundings, and you found yourself almost being lulled to sleep as he rambled on about something

"so when can i see you?"

your eyes snap open at his question, a tired "hmm?" coming from your parted lips which childe snickered at

"like a date, innit"

you couldn't help the smile that spread across your lips as you nodded, watching him peer down at his phone screen, at you, and flash you a genuine smile of his own at your reaction

"so when you free, babe?"

you eyed the time, seeing how it wasn't too late, and decide to be impulsive

"i mean, since you're out now... want to meet up?"

childe smiled wider at this before rearranging his face into a calmer expression, kissing his teeth before nodding

"yeah. tell me where"

you were ready in record time, yelling out a goodbye to your parents as you left the house to meet up with him

the entire time that you walked, you could feel how nervous you were, each step making the giddy pit in your stomach grow in intensity as you finally caught sight of him, leaning comfortably against a wall and looking down at his phone

your footsteps caught his attention and he perked up at the sound, immediately straightening when he realised it was you, and you were reminded of just how tall he was compared to you

"hi"

you sounded breathless when you said it, shuffling your weight from foot to foot

"hi yourself"

you could see childe's breath curl out against the cool air, and his bright eyes appraised you once again, making you tug your coat tighter around you and second guess your choice in clothing. maybe you should have worn some makeup?

"let's go, yeah?"

and just like that, all your anxiety dissipated and you fell into an easy step with him, talking just like you had on the phone all those previous nights

୨♡୧ genshin impact masterlist

#🍙 ! food for thought #idek man #childe x reader #tartaglia x reader #ajax x reader #genshin x reader #childe fluff #tartaglia fluff #ajax fluff #genshin fluff #genshin impact fluff #genshin impact x reader

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madstronaut · 6 months

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baby's first soap fic (redux)

re-wrote this with the wrath of a thousand suns burning out after discovering my original post somehow disappeared/got deleted (even though the link was still in my masterpost? smh)

Reading: love you from afar by @roosterr

i found this while first tiptoeing into the depths of cod fandom on tumblr after huffing the gateway drug of simping for COD men (ghost fanart/fics) and the way johnny is portrayed here is what made me start looking up soap fics <3

once again so many absolutely delicious tropes here, key being clueless reader - though i vibe with reader being like "oh i guess im the person to leave a little treat for myself to find after a long day like my favorite choco on my bed" big mood reader, big mood - i aspire to your imaginary self-care standards

also johnny willing to bridal carry you after getting hurt and willing to stay with you at the docs? keep these kind of friends close <3

not me running to google language/meaning of flowers after roosty mentioned they were gardenias

i was late to the soap is canonically an artist/kept a journal game and freaking love it when writers incorporate it into their fics <3 also really brings to mind the phrase "beauty is in the eye of the beholder" - i have drawn/been drawn by friends and etc. and truly so touching to see how your love ones see you through their art <3

i also love that soap panics when his little secret project gets outed to gaz and co. who already know about his crush - i fucking love having wholesome little secrets with the intent to commit random acts of love/kindness/chaotic good/etc. etc.

"someone went in your room while you were gone?" ghost's low voice caught your attention, "bit creepy, innit," he grumbled, his gaze darting between you and somewhere next to you.

"christ…" ghost mutters, shaking his head in exasperation.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA GHOST YOU HAVE NO FUCKING CHILL

"could be a good bonding exercise," price had the same entertained tone in his voice as he looked between the four of you, "any thoughts, soap?"

please god i would commit crime to read teh side group chat where they absolutely roast soap for his antics...and reader for how fucking clueless she is

i vibrated out of my seat at excitement of plot twist of fake!admirer sending a fake note and wanting to meet reader, 10/10 storytelling *chefs kisses*

also "hey sarge" to reader? yes we love a girlboss (is this still a pc term? idk someone correct me if its not, still catching up to the barbification of slang words and reclaiming of feminine power with 'girlmath' and 'girldinner' etc etc)

"in fact, i don't actually know you at all. i couldn't recall your name even if you held a gun to my head." FUCK YES MY QUEEN FUCKING GET HIM FUCKING STEP ON HIM *sry busy morphing into that rabid dog barking gif to hype reader up*

when johnny says your name in that deep, gravelly tone, your heart skips a beat and your eyes snap to meet his. "who was it." he asks, but it's not a question anymore, and every fibre of your being is telling you to just give in to him.

my god when the quiet/sweet/always happy-go-lucky ones get angry it is so hot terrifying

and UNF THE LETTER!!!!!! THE LETTER. Every single fucking thing about the letter is pure perfection and sunlight "you're my person" 🥺🥺🥺 THE STRAIGHT-UP I LOVE YOU *claps johnny on back for saying it straight*🥺🥺🥺 signing off with "your heart" 🥺🥺🥺

i love how reader immediately takes off running, fucking yes queen GO GET YOUR MANS??? HURRY THE FUCK UP???

the two of you stay like that for moments that feel like hours in each other's embrace, only pulling away when your lungs are burning and your lips are swollen. 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

"yer stayin' with me tonight, non negotiable." he murmurs, running a hand up and down the length of your spine. lmao negotiable?? sir??? reader did not even stand a chance??? who could tbh

last but not least, i learned the meaning of bawbag by googling it via reading this fic so once again, another absolute banger of a fic for cod fandom, ty for filling my heart soul ovaries brain with some much needed and at times completely useless light love and lore <3

#madstrothought #FaFiCoWriMo #fanfiction #call of duty #johnny soap mactavish #love you from afar #roosterr #babys first soap fic #soap mactavish x reader #johnny mactavish x reader

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go-learn-esperanto · 1 year

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I don't know if this is a wierd question but I've kind of been wanting to watch the dsmp for a while but I have no idea where to start, like do I pick someone and just watch all of their streams chronologically or just some streams or????? help please I am lost and confused (feel free to ignore!)

Sorry for the late reply. I was unfortunately not here and did not see your ask.

I think that in relation to the Dream SMP you need to realise that it's very long, and that are different POVs with different arcs going on.

I watched the Dream SMP for more than 2 years, and it's probably really daunting to just start now.

My recommendation is usually BlueberryTV's video summaries of the seasons but she does more long term summaries of events, all with VODs.

This post here lists a bunch of options

Besides the link with the Dream SMP animatics (which unfortunately only goes until Wilbur's streaam called Inconsolable Differences, one my favourites and one of the only streams I know the title of by memory, which despite being already season 4 there's still some streams afterwards) there's also two links provided. [Link 1] is a link to Blueberry TV and [Link 2] is a link to the affectionately called "Netflix Dreams SMP Carrd". This Carrd contains links to video summaries if the VODs all beautifully organised

If you look around and see EvanMCGaming as a recommendation all I tell you is that Dsmpblr as a whole usually discourages watching his summaries. They're convenient however they either miss a lot of very important events and information (things like not mentioning Fundy is Wilbur's son or Philza is Wilbur's dad which makes the story less engaging at best and confusing at worse, sometimes he also just straight up tells things that are wrong and there's a lot headcanons and opinions on characters that aren't the reality presented in text. Me as a Wilburian and the Inniters usually have a lot deslike for Evan's portrayal of Wilbur and Tommy as these two characters have arcs revolving around very delicate topics that involve mental health, abuse, even some ablism I'd say and let's just say Evan definitely didn't do those topic's the nuance they deserved...

Another thing is that I love animatics but they also can be quite biased. My recommendation is to watch the summary of a stream/event then search for the animatics about it. Animatics are good in the way that they make us more excited for lore (at least to me) and they're art so there can be some interesting discussions an artist can bring up with them.

My last recommendation is if you like lore analysis check out The Pandora Project. They are also here on Tumblr as @/the-pandora-project. Very good and well thought out analysis. It's pretty much a Dream SMP lore podcast.

#ask #dream smp #dsmp resources #mcyt resources

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veliseraptor · 2 years

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been a while since 150 words meme innit. and now that I have finished my exchange fic (woo!!!) and was just looking at some of my other wips and going "huh some of these are good actually, I should get back to them"...and I have some flight time/days off coming up...seems like a good time for a round of this

so! send me a number from the list below (with sample excerpts from the fics on offer this time) and I'll write 150 words in that project. you may send me up to three different numbers if you really can't choose.

mix of CQL/MDZS, Kinnporsche, and some wild cards under the read more

1. Xiao Xingchen was still bursting with questions, but he held them back for now, instead cupping Xue Yang’s face and kissing him. “You don’t have to take me anywhere nice,” he said. “I just want to be with you.”

Xue Yang made a strangled, choking sound followed by a laugh. “Xingchen, oh my god,” he said. “You can’t just say that.” His face was, Xiao Xingchen was delighted to see, bright red.

“Why not?” he asked.

“Why not, he says,” Xue Yang said. “Why not. Because it’s so unbelievably goddamn sappy, Xingchen, I’m getting secondhand embarrassment.”

“I’m not embarrassed,” Xiao Xingchen said, smiling, more than a little pleased with himself. “So you don’t need to be.” (Redux)

2. “Quiet, Felix,” Malkar said. His words cut through mine like a knife through a throat. I could almost taste the blood. I shut my mouth and looked down at my hands. “Look at me,” Malkar said, harder, and I quickly lifted my head again but I couldn’t quite look right at him. My breathing was getting quicker. Malkar hadn’t moved from where he was sitting but the way he was looking at me he didn’t have to, and I knew he could hurt me just fine from over there if he wanted. I swallowed, trying to figure out what he wanted from me.

“You are an eager young thing, aren’t you,” Malkar said, sort of like he thought it was funny and sort of like he thought I was stupid. My stomach was all hot and squirmy and a little piece of me wanted him to just hit me and get it over with, but Malkar wasn’t like that. (Pygmalion)

3. Porsche called him midafternoon on Thursday when Vegas was reviewing some accounts and trying to figure out where he wanted to start carving out his niche. He was eyeing the wine imports and debating whether the lackluster returns were a result of bad decision-making or meant that it just wasn’t a very lucrative market for them when his phone started buzzing. He glanced at it briefly before picking up, just in case it was someone he really didn’t want to talk to.

“Hey, Porsche,” he said, running his finger down a column of numbers without really looking at them, feeling the slight texture of ink on the page. “Need something?”

There was a brief pause that brought Vegas’s finger to a halt. Followed by Porsche saying, “the most important thing here is that everything is going to be fine.” (Undercut)

4. People kept telling Vegas he was lucky.

Lucky to be alive; lucky that none of the bullets had hit his heart, lucky that one of them had lodged just right to prevent an arterial bleed, lucky to avoid surgical complications or an infection considering, quote, the severity of the damage.

Lucky to be getting the best care and treatment in state-of-the-art facilities thanks to his uncle’s generosity, so fortunate, Vegas, aren’t you grateful.

At first, for a while, Vegas was mostly just tired. (post canon vegaspete long(er) fic)

5. “You want to know why I haven’t moved on?” Xue Yang said. “Why you can’t get rid of me, Song-daozhang, no matter how much you want to?”

Song Lan set his teeth.

“It’s you,” Xue Yang said. “Isn’t that hilarious? I’m haunting you because you’re keeping me here. I made you, and you killed me, and if you didn’t have me you’d really be alone.”

Song Lan shook his head and tried without thinking to speak the words: no, that’s not true. It came out a mess of sounds. Humiliation swept over him when Xue Yang laughed.

“Forgot, did you,” he said. “I’m right, you know I’m right, you hate me but I’m the only other person now who knows what it’s like. You hate me but I’m the person you know best still left in this shitty world and you don’t want to be alone.”

Song Lan turned his back, resolute, refusing to look at the ghost. His heart was in his mouth; he felt sick. No, he thought. No, it’s not true. I don’t want…

“Blood and death ties people together,” Xue Yang said. “And you and me, Zichen, we’ve got plenty of both between us.” (the poison in your bones)

6. “I don’t think I’m better than everybody else,” Song Lan said. “I never have. I try to…I do my best to live by my principles.” Xue Yang’s silence felt eloquent. “When have I claimed my superiority over others?”

“You don’t have to say it,” Xue Yang said. “It’s written all over you. The way you walk, the way you look at everyone around you like they’re not worth your time.”

Song Lan was surprised by the pang of hurt. “That’s not how I feel,” he objected, but he knew – he’d heard it before, hadn’t he? He knew that people saw him as cold, aloof, unfeeling. They took his discomfort for distaste and his quiet for contempt. He was not Xingchen, who approached the world with an open heart; he never had been, but he had never needed to be.

“Is that why you hate me so much?” Song Lan said.

“It’s one reason,” Xue Yang said after a while. “I have plenty of others now.” He paused, and then said, bitter as wormwood again, “besides, even if you don’t think you’re better than everybody else, you definitely think you’re better than me, and you’re not. If you’d lived my life, who’s to say that you wouldn’t turn out just the same?”

“I wouldn’t,” Song Lan objected, appalled.

“You say that so easily,” Xue Yang said, his voice muffled, like he’d turned his mouth into his arm. “Like you just know, but you don’t. You can’t.”

“I know I’m not a murderer,” he said. Xue Yang let out a harsh bark of a laugh.

“Maybe you weren’t,” he said. “You sure are now.”

That ended that conversation. (Walking Far From Home)

7. “Bringing a full complement of bodyguards would be too conspicuous,” said Khun Kinn. Khun Vegas smiled and Pete thought oh no.

“I agree,” he said. “But there is room for a plus one. He knows my staff, and most of your bodyguards, but an unfamiliar face…” Khun Vegas’s eyes drifted very slightly in Porsche’s direction before moving back to Khun Kinn.

Oh, no, Pete thought again, but with a little more despair this time.

“Take Pete,” Khun Kinn said.

Vegas’s gaze swept to Pete, flicked slowly over him from head to toe. “Isn’t he one of Khun’s?” he said. “He won’t be thrilled that you’re loaning out his bodyguard to me.”

“That’s not your problem.”

“Considering Khun,” Vegas said, “it actually might end up being my problem.” (the devil drives)

8. “You’re a disgrace,” Kinn said. Vegas could feel his breath as he spoke. He grinned; it felt wild and barely sane.

“And yet your family would be fucked without me to do your dirty work.”

“Our family,” Kinn said pointedly.

“Only when it’s convenient.” Vegas released Kinn’s shirt and shoved at his chest, pushing him back a step. “Otherwise? As far as your papa is concerned we might as well be your dogs. Or your whores.”

Kinn’s jaw clenched. “That’s just you,” he said, cold in contrast to the hot anger in his eyes. “And don’t pretend you don’t enjoy your dirty work.”

“Just me,” Vegas said. He felt dizzy, reckless, his pulse throbbing in his ears. Drunker than he knew he was. “Which one, Kinn? Am I your dog or your whore?” (no tenderness)

9. “What’d you do?” asked the guy who’d introduced himself as Jace, who made Xue Yang think of nothing as much as the verb to skitter. Xue Yang drummed his fingers on his legs, considering how to answer that question.

“I killed twelve people,” he said. “Would’ve been fourteen but one person was out of the house and another one I just fucked up the follow-through.”

Three pairs of eyes stared at him. Xue Yang felt the corner of his mouth tug a little and he shrugged again. “What can I say, I’m precocious.”

“Why?” Freddy asked. Xue Yang’s stomach clenched like a fist. He considered giving his flippant answer (I had a bad day) and his make-people-mad answer (they looked at me funny) and decided on the answer his lawyer had tried giving.

“Just snapped, I guess,” he said. “I don’t really remember. It’s all sort of blurry.” Straight up lie, that. He remembered everything with razor sharp clarity and hoped he would forever. He’d need it. (Caged)

10. Liu Mingyan was a problem.

If she had to be fair (though Sha Hualing was not generally interested in being fair), she was less annoying than her brother, but that was setting a remarkably high bar, and she was more annoying to Sha Hualing specifically. As far as Sha Hualing could tell, Mingyan-guniang had made it her business to interfere with Sha Hualing’s business at every possible opportunity. Sometimes it seemed like she couldn’t turn around in the Human Realm without running into her, even when Sha Hualing wasn’t doing anything wrong. Or hadn’t done anything yet, anyway. Or at least hadn’t done anything Liu Mingyan could possibly know about. (under pressure)

11. “Xue Yang,” the idiot went on, and Xue Yang’s stomach clenched like he saw Xiao Xingchen’s right hand do. “I don’t know how you escaped your rightful fate, but this time I’ll make sure I personally witness your head rolling in the dirt. And we’ll see what explanation our esteemed Chief Cultivator has for lying about your death.”

Xue Yang glanced at Xiao Xingchen, trying to read his expression, what he was thinking. If they’d told him then he should be on their side, shouldn’t he? Unless they didn’t believe he hadn’t known, but then why hadn’t Xiao Xingchen said something, made some kind of accusation–

He was trying to think too many things at once and none of them were getting him anywhere.

Xue Yang screwed up his face into his best expression of offended confusion. “Who are you and what the fuck are you talking about?” (Entanglement)

#150 words meme #i have asks to answer still but #let's start with posting this #fic excerpt

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dustofthedailylife · 2 years

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Heyya! I saw your event while scrolling through the tags and recognized you as one of the few profiles I often visit to reread posts.

Congratulations on your 1k followers! Your writing style is both simple yet unique, it's hard to come by someone who can write emotions so well and actually make you feel said emotions just by mere words. You've truly outdone yourself, both with your imagination and your portrayal!

I haven't really commented nor sent an ask since you celebrated your 500 followers (crazy innit... I blame my shyness for this) and now that you're doing an event, I think I can finally get to say how much comfort you've brought upon not only me but to the other 999 more people who found your content earning of a follow! Again, congratulations!! I look forward to seeing more from you 😭🙏💗

As for the event, you may just refer to me as Lisha for my alias!

I mostly paint/play the piano on my free time, and I absolutely love going into art museums + taking a walk outside the city. My life has been pretty chill and I'm pretty content with it so far! :)

I can say that I'm a pretty affectionate person (With ISFJ as my MBTI + cancer as my zodiac :D ), I'm mostly seen as the "wholesome" person in most of my friend groups, and people also say I'm quite great with my words

Gentleness and someone who can return my affections without having to ask for it is what I look for in a partner. Someone who resembles a sword, sharp just enough to cut, but only for the sake of defending others. Someone who knows when and how to give reassurance, because I think it's one of the most important things in a relationship.

I don't like someone who's too loud or "immature" that it feels like you're taking care of a child more than a lover. And I think this one's pretty self explanatory: "cold" or "numb" types of personas. Insecurity is never a good feeling, especially when your very own lover is the cause of it

My favourite troupe would probably be friends to lovers or childhood to lovers, having your lover originally be someone close to you before realising your feelings just sounds lovely and wholesome (I quite like the slowburn)

And for my ideal date, I would be content with just going into cafes, amusement parks or arcades! Just anything that involves spending time with them honestly

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This was honestly wayyy too long, and I hope it won't be a bother to you! 😭 Either way, feel free to skip this or whatever. Have fun with the rest of the requests! I've said this 2 times already but CONGRATULATIONS AGAIN T T Please don't stress yourself out with this event!

Heyyy! First of all thank you so much for your kind words! It genuinely means the world to me. Also that you come to reread my posts - I could squeal /pos. The fact I could bring you comfort with my writing is honestly such a motivation boost 🥺💕

Also don't worry that you were too shy until now (I can very much relate - I'm horrible in making new moots because I just can't approach people at all sjsksjs). Anyway...

I have taken a look at my scryglass and have determined...

Your Perfect Match is...

Diluc Ragnvindr

First of all - at first you couldn't stand him at all. He seemed distant, reserved and cold (and that's what pretty much everyone in Mondstadt you knew told you, too).

It wasn't until you ran into him at the Windblume festival spilling the entire glass of grape juice he was holding over his white dress shirt.

You had prepared for the scolding of a lifetime but instead... he was laughing? He told you not to worry about it and even invited you to another glass of juice at the Angel's Share.

As you both sat together at the Tavern you started talking with him more and got a glimpse behind the facade of Diluc. Turns out your first impression of him was completely wrong. He was nice, a good listener and also had quite a good sense of humor.

You found yourself hanging out at his Tavern more and more in the time that followed and also grew closer to him until it dawned on you that you had started to develop feelings for him.

As if the butterflies whenever you heard his name already weren't enough of a clue.

Little did you know he had a gigantic crush on you for quite some time already and he saw the fact that you ran into him at the festival as a sign to finally talk to you.

Your relationship set sail the moment he gathered all his courage to kiss you as he dropped you off at your home.

Expect him to go sheer impossible lengths for you. He is a gentle and kind lover and would do everything in his power to keep you safe and secure.

Words of affirmation? He go you! He is the kind of man who senses when something is off and knows how to console you and somehow always has the right words to cheer you up.

Did he buy a piano for his living room? Sure did! He loves listening to you play.

Do you like sleeping cuddles? Because he is all about that. He likes having you close by even in his sleep, just having you there and holding you, knowing you're safe makes him feel a thousand things at once.

Lisha, my Love? Oh... I hear you're playing the piano again, oh keep going, listening you play is like magic to me.

#🍁 Match Made In Heaven #🍁 1000 follower event #🍁 dust mail #🍁 mail from: anon #genshin impact

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dashawfrostart · 11 months

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This Week In "Time & Again" #2: Gettin' Technical Here! 😁

Now, since all the vector prep is done, it's finally time for me to start actually drawing every single frame for Chapter 5!.. Just like that! 👇😁

Oddly, as I started drawing the frames for Chapter 5, I feel extra hyper but also very relaxed and blissful at the same time. Maybe it's nostalgia, for as far as I remember, in winter days I liked to enjoy drawing at home, in the warmth, watching the snow outside. Seems like the work on the artworks is going exceptionally well - much better than when I worked on Chapter 4. I'm excited to go forward with my crazy undertaking; but on the side, I have a lot of non-"Time & Again" ideas, and I revisit my old writings, hoping to find extra spark for the other universes and timelines I have in mind, and all of that powers me up. I feel very active and positive. Aaaah, dis is the season, innit?.. Here, on this side of the globe, winter is halfway on. In the end of the last week it snowed in neatly and almost evenly, and the birds on our balcony look all fluffed up and fidgety, waddling from one little foot to another to keep themselves warm while trying to unbury the birdy omnomnommies from under the not-so-giant-yet heaps of snow. The snow has melted a bit by now; I watch them through the balcony window, sipping on my Earl Grey tea every morning and throughout the day, and it makes me feel at peace, and yet a little sad at the same time. For if I had knitting skills, I would've supplied all those cute little sparrows and the peanut-hungry blue jay family with some nice sets of hand-made sweaters, hats, scarves, and socks. But alas, I can only do that in the form of artworks for now. But I digress. Back to my graphic novel now.

For those who don't know how I usually work on "Time & Again" - and I presume, that's what I'll keep doing for the rest of my comic-type projects, that is, if there's ever gonna be any more - I do everything consecutively, starting from the lineart (including the backgrounds, especially if the frame requires very specific placement of the character on the background, or they interact with it in any way), then I do the flat colouring, and then I go for the shading. And by that, I mean that I do all the lineart for all the pages first, then, once that is done, I switch to colouring of all the pages, and then, once that is done as well, I finally get to do the shading on all the pages. Told you, there's definitely a certain system in the way I work on my stories. This is also a reason why I never ever post updates page by page: because there's simply nothing to post, since they're all incomplete. Deal with it 😎 It seems that this manner of work suits me best. I'm not certain why, but I've never been keen on sharing the works that are half-done or something - although lately I'm going through a certain metamorphosis in this respect. Moreover, it is important to me to keep the same steady, precise, and classy art style throughout the chapter. Consistency is what I highly value in my creations. People, who also draw, have probably noticed that, at times, their art style might wiggle and be, let's say, all over the place - and sometimes this just happens on its own. I can't really explain this. This must be some sort of hidden mysterious consciousness of our pen/pencil that simply does things on its own 🤪. Sometimes our mood contributes to how the art style changes in tiny little details - at times to better, at times to worse comparing to what we strive to achieve. Through executing everything consecutively and finishing up the "chunks" of different types of work one after another, my goal is to avoid unnecessary and unwanted art style inconsistencies that might occur otherwise.

But enough of this lengthy preamble! Let's finally get technical, just as the post title announced it! I see you're getting bored... (no, wait, what do you mean it's just my neighbours snoring?.. I don't know what you're talking about)

This time, since I decided on making a regular page-by-page PDF version of the chapter as well as its scrollable webcomic doppelgänger, I needed to figure out how exactly to simplify my work in order to avoid accidental complications (here, almost a quote from a character's line from the current chapter, lol!). Of course there's no way I want to do the same amount of work twice just because I didn't anticipate the outcome correctly. Not to brag about it, but I must admit, as far as I remember myself - I've always been good at this. There's always a place for being extra technical when it comes down to the artworks. It's not as simple as it might seem to you. Deciding on the technical aspects of creating artworks is kind of a puzzle, in a sense. It's almost mathematical 😁

So, as you can see on the screenshot just a little above, that's a layout of a comic page (in the regular format for now). To make everything work out in a simple way in the end, I decided to create layer groups for every each separate frame (red markings) that will include everything I need for the frame: the lineart, the colouring, and the background. That will help me to just copy-paste a certain frame on the new canvas optimized for the webcomic format - and that is all! All done in a few clicks. Automation 100% 😁 (having Minecraft flashbacks now for some reason...)

All the text-related material (speech bubbles, the text lines themselves, and all the possible written sound effects such as "Swoosh!", etc.; the green markings on the screenshot) is currently included into one group above everything else. I've been importing these layers straight from Inkscape in PNG. But I started to think now that I need to separate those elements in the end, too, for further convenience and simplicity of arrangement on the webcomic format canvas. But that will be work for another day in the future.

In terms of memory usage, I'm not certain yet how it will go for me, for sometimes Krita would randomly crash on me without anything in the error log, and every additional layer adds to the memory usage even if it's near empty - finally, considering fairly large size of the artworks pixelwise, it all adds up pretty quickly. But I'm not exactly running Krita on a potato either (mmm, potaties 🥔🤤), so I think I should be fine.

Previously, perhaps counterintuitively - but again, it worked just fine for me back in the day - I used to create a giant layer with all the lineart for the current page, and then the flat colours for the entire page were stored on a separate "flats" layer, and all the shading for the entirety of the page was stored on its own separate "shading" layer, too. The same went for the backgrounds: depending on the pictures overlapping or not, I would've drawn all the backgrounds on a single layer called "BGs".

This approach would've not worked this time though.

In the lineart work, I'm currently finishing up page 9 already. ALREADY! 🥳🥳🥳 Which indeed sounds pretty awesome, because it just goes ahead steadily. That is, however, keeping in mind that there are frames that I just left out and skipped for now, for they require extra consideration. You see... Chapter 5 is going to have a peculiar scene - something that I've never ever tried drawing before just yet, and it's gonna be pretty long. It's fairly stretched out across a few pages and it's almost represented in a slower-than-real-life pace (surprise, surprise, isn't it what I usually do anyway tho?..). As I work on it, I wonder if it's going to be too boring for the readers. But I think the time will tell, for, once everything is done properly and in colour, it's gonna be much more of an eye-candy than it is now. I sometimes have difficulties approximating the end result in my head. But often it just turns out a little nicer than expected, which is a bonus. Because screw perfectionism; that's in the past for me 🤣 (true story! did NOT enjoy it! got out with minimal losses!)

... Since this post seems to be stretching out in time and space as well, just as the certain scenes I'm working on, I think it might be time to wrap it up for today.

Happy Halloween everybody! And I foresee significantly more sketches and screenshots in the upcoming posts! Take care! See ya sometime next week! 👋

P.S. And, of course, for a nice holiday treat, I made a Halloween artwork, again. And this time it's not that simple (and for a spoiler: this year it's not gonna have Cacodemons as pumpkins, nope): it also serves as the first teaser for Chapter 5 and the second half of "Time & Again"! So don't miss out on it 😉 You won't though, because it will soon appear in my blog!

#This Week In Time And Again #TimeAndAgainbyDWF #graphic novel #wips #krita

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gratitudeforshishou · 5 years

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slow day at the office

#redraw reigen #the it crowd #mp100 #reigen arataka #got its been while since i posted art innit #well one of the reasons is #as u can see #im shit #my art #mob psycho 100 #ask to tag #guns tw #suicide tw #just to be careful lol

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wichitalk · 2 years

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Hi! I was wondering if I could hear about your ocs? I've seen a bit of art you've made of them i think, but don't know much! (I love peoples ocs so much. They are always so cool and interesting)

Yea ofc!!!!! They mean so much to me lol I love telling people about them !! under a readmore cus this got SO long. sorry it took so long btw!! i was struggling to type this all out

Their names are Casper and Will ! Will is the one on the left and Casper is the one on the right !

They’re both 22 rn in the story (Casper’s birthday is in January, and Wills birthday is September!) and they belong to a story I’ve been writing with my friend Rowan (who is @rabies--innit ), their two OCs are juice and Lilith, but I’ve only ever drawn juice lol. Here he is :)

(Funky design, but so hard to draw LOL)

The story *technically* starts with Juice and Casper meeting, but I’ve played around a lot with writing about Casper and Will before they met juice.

Casper and Will have been friends since they were babies, because their parents lived right next to eachother when they were born, and it was out in the middle of no where so they really had no choice but to be friends lol cus there were no other kids.

They live in a fantasy-ish world, there’s wings and hybrids and a lot of fantasy elements, but with modern technology like phones and stuff. There’s definitely cities, but it’s much more spread out and rural in general then the modern world is. When I was first writing their story I was really obsessed with dsmp (still am lol) and I absolutely love the idea of a “canon life system” I.E. multiple lives, so me and Rowan found a way to factor that into the story !!

Both Cas and Will have wings, but I rarely draw them because they’re kinda a pain to function into every drawing, but here are Casper’s wings !!

(Rest of the drawing cropped because I don’t like it LMAO)

Casper and Will’s parents are both really shitty (read:abusive) in different ways, and Will has kinda a.. like. Really impulsive, passionate, fiery personality, so when he was 17 1/2, ish, and Casper was freshly 17 they moved out/ran away (however you want to put it lol).

They were homeless for a while, which is when they met juice for the first time who was homeless because their village got burned down by terrorists.

but anyway cas and will got back on their feet eventually, in a relatively small city. the way I have the canon life system is that when you die there's like... a waiting period that functions kinda like limbo does in the dsmp. so you die, you go to limbo for a little while, then you're alive again. the waiting period can be really any amount of time, but it averages 6 months to a year. it seems longer for those who are dead, just because you're alone for that time and being dead kinda twists your perception of reality.

will also had bipolar and ptsd, which is important to the story and especially this part and post coming back to life. at some point after him and Casper got their own apartment he killed himself (saddest part in the story for me to write!!!!!!!!!! its horrible) because of a mix of mania and mental distress caused by his ptsd.

it took him an abnormally long time to come back to life, probably because of how he died/the intent behind the death? idk the universe is weird I'll figure it out. it took him about a year and 7 months, and in that time casper became really close friends and roommates with juice! their friendship was rocky at best, both because of his unstableness at losing the only person he ever really trusted, and because of Juice's unresolved trauma.

Eventually Will comes back to life, and he now has to deal with readjusting to real life and dealing with the issues the afterlife caused for him. him and casper move out from living with juice, and onto a farm! Casper and Will really enjoy working on the farm and eventually Will decides to open a coffee shop!

thats pretty much where the story is rn, but here are some other fun facts about them

casper has ocd, which is relavent to the story, especially his relationship with juice, but I couldn't find a way to explain it here lol so here it is

him and will use he/him pronouns :)

will is bisexual and casper is gay

they weren't really always dating?? they were ambiguous for a long time especially because their parents were shitty but if you saw them or knew about their relationship it was pretty obvious they had feelings for each other

despite the above, after getting back on their feet after running away will DID date a woman for a little bit. she ended up being a lesbian, lol. but they broke up mostly because will went to her and confessed "hey bro this is awkward because we're dating but I think I'm in love with my childhood best friend" and she went "huh?"

they are still very good friends tho :)

they have lots of dogs on their farm ! i have a massive c/w interest board with sections for all their dogs.

ty for askin about them!!! i love them so much and I love talking about them. feel free to ask any questions :)

#wilbur.txt #c/w #cookie tag #asks

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hey, genuinely-- U have a tendency to take regular discussions that arent big discourse in anway and spin them out to be. the arginnit discussion was a normal discussion between mutuals, it wasnt a big discourse. also its rude as hell to put tags like that under someones art.

to be perfectly frank, I don't think you get to tell me how rude you think I'm being while sending me an ask like this.

but for context: I saw multiple posts discussing the way that wilbur is portrayed in the fandom out of context on my dash without being able to find the source. I made a post putting my two cents in on it in the context of his character on the dream smp, because that's where I've seen this discourse happen before, while also making sure to be clear that I didn't know the context. [Link]

someone sent an anon to tell me that the discourse was sparked by something going on with the potential new arg, but didn't give me much information to work off of. I commented on it as best as I could but said that I was still confused because I didn't have more context. [Link]

then Another anon chimed in to say that it'd been sparked by the fandom's tendency to make wilbur look scary in fanart, listing things all associated with dream smp wilbur. I linked them to the previous anon saying that it was apparently about the arg (so not c!wilbur) but commented on the situation with fan art in the fandom [Link]

Finally I saw a couple horror themed fanarts for the arg in a row that made wilbur look scary, so it occurred to me as I was reblogging them that that tied together both what the first and second anon were saying. that scary arg fanart reignited the conversation about c!wilbur fanart. [Link] The tags, since they’re now removed:

I didn't necessarily think it Warranted making its own post, since it was an idle thought and I still haven't Seen the context. and what I said was, and I quote, "seems silly innit."

you're looking at posts where I calmly state that I don't know the context of what's going on but make it clear that I'm curious about it with 5, 10, 20 notes and then say "hey is this what's going on?" and making it out like I'm, what, persecuting people?

get some rest anon, I think you're a little high strung bud

#discourse

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time-to-write-and-suffer · 3 years

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Hello Eff, I just wanted to let you know that your writing is honestly so amazing and I hope that one day my writing can get as good as yours. If you don't mind may I ask how you got so good at writing and at coming up with such compelling concepts and characters? Also do let us know if your book ends up getting published in the future. I would love to read it. ❤️

Hi I'm the anon who asked about your writing. I'm so sorry to clutter your inbox again, but I accidentally hit send without finishing writing. 😅

I just wanted to thank you for running this wonderful blog of yours. Like I'm scrolling through tumblr and I feel kind of insecure about my writing and then I just see your posts talking about your writing and your ideas and you just seem so passionate and driven about them that it makes me feel a lot better about my writing and my characters. You seem like such a nice and genuine person and seeing your blog posts inspire me to give more time to writing and to keep doing it even if my writing is not the absolute best, so thank you so much for that. Also I just love your blog overall,pardon my language but all the haters can go fuck themselves, you seem lovely and don't deserve some of the hate you get. Keep your head held high and I wish you all the best with your writing. ❤️

Aaaaa Nonny you're too nice! 🥺💖 Thank you for the kind words! I was so stunned by your message(s) that I didn't know how to respond for a while, so sorry if this is late ^^'

I honestly still don't know how to respond to most of this, but I'll give it a shot.

How'd I git gud?

Well, that's sort of subjective, innit? I don't think I'm particularly good, nor do I think I'm particularly bad. I think in terms of prose I'm pretty mediocre, as I've read writing (in books and on tumblr) that's both a lot more competent and evocative than my own, but I've also read some absolute garbage that made my eyes turn inside out. I usually strive for simplicity when I write and try to keep my prose as "invisible" as I can, so I can usually skate by on mediocrity and nobody notices and that's sort of the point.

I think the main thing that has given me a certain amount of skill in writing is that I've been going at it for a very long time, since I was like 9-10. And I've been reading for even longer. Both of those will help you not necessarily develop your writing (I started writing exclusively in English relatively recently, but I've been reading and writing in Swedish for ages before then and I learned how to read in Russian as a kid), but reading in particular will help you develop your storytelling and give you a sense of what you want and don't want to accomplish in your own work. It basically gives you a mental library of stories, plots, character archetypes etc.

I honestly think that's more important to know what you want and what you dislike when you craft your own story than it is to have a technical prowess. Because once you have that goal in mind, it's a lot easier to develop the necessary skills to reach it.

However, my passion lies in storytelling more than the art of writing itself, so your mileage may vary and you might not share that goal at all. I don't have any tips on developing your prose since that's never been my own goal, but I think reading a lot and figuring out what writing styles you do and don't like will help tremendously here as well.

(Putting the rest of my reply under the cut because it got long, oops.)

How do I do characters and concepts?

It's honestly the same thing here as the previous question, over time you develop a sense of what you like and dislike and that ends up reflected in the stories and people you create. If you line up all my characters side-by-side, you'll see that they're all quite similar, and that there are some archetypes that I don't touch and some that I come back to constantly.

(A lot of this also depends on how I present these characters and concepts on my blog. Everything seems a bit more exciting and fun when it's short and sweet and there's a bit of mystery and sense of hype behind it. Nobody really knows how the story is turning out and whether my posts about it are accurate to what's actually on the page.)

What I usually do is that I have a role in mind for a character, like, who are they in the story? Then, depending on their importance (protagonist and love interest/deuteragonist get the highest priority since I'm a romance-heavy writer), I start to figure out their motivation, what they want vs. what they need is my main base and most important part of any main character I make, then why they want something and why they need something else. What has made them want this thing, and what stops them from realizing they need something different?

An important thing for me is internal consistency. I want to always know why a character acts the way they do, what underlying explanation or motivation they have for being what they are. There should be a base, a red threat of characterization that makes them true to the reader.That's not "realistic," but this is fiction. People are complicated, but characters should be simple. IMO you reach complexity through simplicity. Break your OCs down to their base levels and then start building from there, while always keeping in mind how you got here. Does that make sense?

As for concepts, I'm personally inspired by things I dislike more than things I like. I find something I think I can fix, something I can do better, and I smugly get to work. It's a weird confidence-booster, like "if this got published, my take on this will blow people's dicks off." It's ... not for everyone, but like, whatever motivator gets you going is good enough tbh. Art comes in many shapes and from many sources. Some write from love, some from pain, some from catharsis. I write mainly from spite, but I also enjoy power fantasies, so my stories often end up as subversions or different takes on familiar tropes with powerful protags at the lead.

Blog stuff

I’m really glad my shitty little collection of nonsense helps you in some way, and I appreciate your support! As for the hate, it’s difficult to know when it’s someone critiquing me in good faith and when it’s genuine malice, but I tend to give people the benefit of the doubt. Given the way I present myself online, it’d be hypocritical to shut down any responses I get as hate. I’m often inflammatory and unpleasant and people don’t like that and it’s fine.

Anyway, thank you again for your sweet messages! <3 Good luck with your writing and projects! ^^

#blog stuff #anonymous

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dear-yandere · 4 years

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—ask collection!

a collection of mostly very old chats and sweet asks that i never got around to answering! thanks for the patience and love!!

beware, fairly long post... woops....

chat asks.

darling: Eu-jin is best boy. Change my mind.

vanya: i am physically incapable of fulfilling that request, how dare you do that to me... i’m biased since he’s my own oc, but i would die for my (very best) boy eu-jin... who can resist such a gentle yandere that loves you so whole-heartedly?

that reminds me! he’s actually based off of kuroyuki and gekkamaru from the otome nightshade, so if you want similar characters by any chance, do check them and the game out ♡

darling: I was watching the dub for Part 5 of JoJo's Bizarre adventure yesterday...Mista called himself Daddy and I like- sdfghjfgsdhnhnmj!! My heart can't take this--

vanya: WAIT HE DID???? i’m not even big on daddy kink and reading that made me go 😳 this is vital information to know... what episode was this??? for research purposes, of course. gotta perfect my yan! mista, after all~...

darling: for yandere songs, have you heard of the major to minor covers by chase holfelder :O? the way he delivers the lyrics in some songs (betty, all i want for christmas), added with the key changes to minor, is really fantastic, and gives a stalker-ish vibe imo! and he's a really good singer in general

vanya: i have!! a good chunk of them are actually on my personal yandere playlist, so i end up hearing them frequently when i’m writing!! i haven’t been keeping up with his uploads recently, so ‘betty’ is completely new to me and just, wow???????????? this man is an absolute god send for us “romantic” horror fans... ♡

this ask gave me such a lovely idea, though, darling: assigning yandere types/mbti based off each of chase’s minor key covers. i think i’ll do that just for you. ♡

darling @blossomiich: I reread some of your old character interaction asks and saw the one with Jotaro hugging his Darling after a panic attack and the elephant seal plush reminded me of the iconic C H O N K Y ringed seal plushie that was kinda trending and I can totally imagine Jotaro having one of those >w< that's so adorable!

vanya: i honestly don’t remember that interaction, but then again i don’t remember most things hmghng so i looked it up and

j...just imagine star plat hogging it and not letting joot cuddle with it 🥺 the duality of man...thank you for this cute image...

darling: Umm, sorry for asking this. I'm just curious because of your bio language in your header. Are you Chinese too, perhaps?

vanya: no worries!! i’m mixed guyanese (indian, chinese, & possibly black and/or portuguese), but my family only celebrates (or rather, acknowledges?) our indian descent, since the majority of our family is predominantly east indian.

my header is actually a quote from a danmei novel (and one of my all-time favorite fandoms), tiān guān cì fú (heaven’s official blessing)!

darling genki stan anon: Omg you're writing for free now, i didn't expect that one lol. It's a cute show innit? Not a nagi stan but I feel like nagisa has that kinda unsnapped personality that would make him peak delusional yandere material lolol like oikawa but less threatening and without his head being up his own ass 😂. Hope you're doing well!! -gsa

Gdjsjs im such a fool, i think my last ask said something about not thinking you'd write for free when i literally just pointed out kisumi on your sideblog LMAO my bad 😅 😂 also ill hold back on the gen chan requests because ive already asked so many in the past! Thank you though 🥺. Also feel free not to post this, it can just dip into my onesided chats with my lil flower 💐 so long as you receive them im fine 😌 -genki stan anon

vanya: nagisa isn’t my favorite (kisumi is), but gods if he wouldn’t make a great yandere. honestly, out of the iwatobi boys, nagi is probably the most unhinged. i wouldn’t peg him as delusional, at least not at first; i think he’s very lucid and knows exactly what he wants and how to manipulate people in order to get it!!! kisumi is fairly similar now that i think about it... i might... have a type...

please feel free to send in gen-chan requests whenever you want!!!! i’m kinda super asocial, so it’ll take me a while to answer, but i love getting asks from you since you’re so sweet and excitable!!! your little flower reads and cherishes them all!! 🥺

also darling genki stan anon: Sorry for spamming you with asks hdjkdks, u dont even need to reply im just kinda brain empty venting here whether you recieve them or not 😂 i just needed to confess that while yes i am #1 gen simp, and he is undoubtedly my fave oc of yours but that Ilya tentacle smut had me very much so highkey kinda 👀, had to re read the genki oral style drabble to bring my head back. He dont even need to worry about luca bc that man a thot. I think therin is a thot too but like lowkey, a classy thót -gsa

vanya: omg i’ve kept this one for forever mnmghngh i might’ve even answered at some other point, now that i think about it... but i just 🥺 gosh i hope i find my muse soon, because i really wanna write you a genki fic 🥺 hhhh

the ilya tentacle smut was so in character for that boy... i have no clue how to write monsters, much less tentacles, but i’d honestly do anything for him 🙏 kinky russian boy...

therin is definitely a classy thot, the kind that only bangs the finest concubines then turns around and slut shames you for banging the very same prostitutes gbfmngnfg rules don’t apply to him, in his kingdom...wish that were me tbh ✊😔

sweet asks.

darling one: i've read almost all of your dazai and chuuya fics and i love them so much!! your formatting is also super aesthetic just a question, i saw on your kofi that you also draw so i was wondering if you drew all the header arts?? bc they're all super pretty :) have a great day!

darling two: Just wanted to say love the writing and the way your format your posts is so aesthetically pleasing. One day I hope my posts looks half as good as yours because I legit can't get over how pretty and organized it looks.

vanya: omg thank you so much!!!! one of my bffs, yue, is to thank for the formatting and aesthetic choices, really! if you wanna see more of her aesthetic formats and posts, she actually runs a few blogs! you may know her as @milkscafe, formally @milkaaton! i adore her and her aes choices so much 🥺

as for the headers, i don’t draw 99.98% of them! i have drawn a couple, but they’re so few and far in between since i almost never finish my art wips haha... my older posts are lacking proper credits because i’m an absolute idiot, but i’m slowly working my way backwards to credit them all where possible! they’re all indeed super pretty!!!

have a great day yourself, my love!!

darling: THEY’RE NOT BAD CONTENT, I LOVE THEM ALL

vanya: this was in response to a now-deleted lil blurb but i kept it in my inbox because i wanted to say i love u very much and seeing this ask each time i open my inbox makes my heart skip a beat ♡

darling: Listen I love your writing, you inspired me to start it myself! I've always loved to write, and read of course but your style and concepts just stick with me. If you where to write something besides Yandere content/fandom content and started your own series? I would read the shit, out of it. I'm always nervous to interact with my favorite writers because you know, I'm afraid of the impression I'd leave but I just wanted to say this anyway! 💞💞💞🔫😳

vanya: wowowow fgfnmgnfmngfg that’s such a high compliment my brain just gmfnbgmnf go boom fogjfngnfg and thank you for the interaction, us writers truly appreciate it no matter how awkward or nervous you think you may be / come off!!!

darling one: As a writer, your post struck a nerve with me. I don’t send feedback to writers I like nearly as much as I should (and certainly not as much as I’d like in return as a writer). So, as such, I’m going to start doing that when I can, starting with you.

You are an incredible writer. You were one of the first yandere writing blogs I found and you’re still one I check in on regularly to see what you have been working on. You can portray a sense of suspense and intrigue in a natural way that many other writers - published ones included - struggle with. You delve into the darkness without it feeling forced, and you have an amazing grasp on the psyches of the characters you write for (which is a quality I adore in writing and strive toward myself).

I’m not great at ending these things so I guess.. you keep doing you? Because the you is great and I appreciate it.

darling two: hey. i'm here to tell you that from the bottom of my heart i love you and your writings. i really admire your writing skills. you inspire me. one of your posts once saved me from a nervous breakdown. thank you for everything you do. you're a wonderful person. good luck!

darling three: I wanted to tell you that thank you for writing such wonderful beautiful writings and that you take time to edit and write I hope you are taking care of yourself 💖❤

darling four: Thanks. I was having a hard time and deleted all my apps, but as soon as i opened my phone my first instinct was to look at your blog and i got my motivation back. Thanks (:

darling five: Hi ! I just wanted to say I really enjoy the stories you write and how they are detailed so well ! Stay safe and I hope you have a good day/night ! ლ(╹◡╹ლ)

vanya: ahhhh, these are very old asks mostly dating back to my “tumblr writing community is dying” post, and i’ve kept them this entire time because i’m just so starstruck. i have no clue how to reply to compliments, so i’m not sure what else to say besides that these asks made me very happy and got me through a few insecure moments!!! i’ve actually been feeling a little down about my writing recently, mostly because of lack of motivation / inspiration, so revisiting these really warmed my heart, so thank you truly ♡ i’m certainly keeping the originals in my inbox until the end of time!!

darling @monstrously-obsessed: psst, this local cryptic mom thing send all of their love for you 💕

vanya: your local herbo says she loves you very much momster 🥺 mwah

also, to the anon worried about my safety:

thank you so much for pointing that out!!! it hadn’t even crossed my mind when i made those ocs, so i appreciate your concern! i was contemplating revamping those two as is, so this is a great place to start! thank you again!!

#asks collection #not a fic #vanya rambles #[ vanya LITERALLY rambles ]#[ life's hard when you're this asocial i swear fgmnfgnmfg ]#[ now to answer concept asks ]

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hes-a-rainbow · 5 years

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A Rose By Any Other Name (Part One)

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🌈🌈HI GUYS! IF YOU’VE BEEN FOLLOWING ME A LONG TIME, YOU MAY REMEMBER THIS AS MY FIRST EVER FIC WRITTEN IN 2017. I’VE RECENTLY REVISITED IT AND HAVE DONE SOME REVISION/REWRITING. I DECIDED TO RE RELEASE ONE CHAPTER EVERY OTHER WEEK ON TUESDAY’S, STARTING THIS WEEK ON SEPTEMBER 10.

THIS STORY STILL MEANS A LOT TO BE BUT I LOVE THE FEEDBACK (GOOD OR BAD) NONETHELESS.

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“S’beautiful innit?” Gemma asked with a grin. The morning sun was still shining bright so Fiona had to shield her eyes with her hand to look up at the building.

Fiona and Gemma were currently moving into their new apartment. Fiona hadn’t known Gemma very long, but they were good work friends and both their previous apartment leases happened to be up at the same time. And with a monthly lease at that price in that part of London, seemed to seal the deal for them.

The moving truck still rumbled behind them as the exhaust fumes filled their lungs. They had only just managed to park it without hitting any of their new neighbors’ cars.

“Harry should be ‘ere any minute, he doesn’t live that far away.” Gemma climbed into the opening of the moving truck where their whole lives were stored.

They had only moved a few boxes onto the sidewalk when a black SUV pulled up, parking in an open space with ease. A lengthy brunette man jumped out of the car quickly. Fiona kept her eyes on him as he lazily sprinted over to where Fiona stood. She had never met him before, but going off of what Gemma had described, this must have been her little brother.

“’M here! Sorry I’m late.” He yelled over the sound of the trucks engine.

“Was beginnin’ to think you wouldn’t show up.” Gemma remarked as she hopped down from inside the truck. She pulled her not so little brother in for a hug. He squeezed her back and then looked over Gemma’s shoulder to Fiona. He eyes swept over her figure quickly before he regained his manners.

Gemma had described her new roommate and co worker before but didn’t mention how truly stunning she was. She stood in the morning sun, hair falling slightly under her shoulder with bangs that barely reached her eyebrows. He noticed the scattered black ink on both of her arms, much like his own. Her freckles spotted over her nose as she squinted to look up to him.

“Hello… ‘m Harry.” He said as he untangled his arms from his sister’s waist. He walked over to Fiona and held his hand out.

Fiona slide her right hand out of her baggy jean overalls, taking Harry’s hand in hers, “Nice to finally meet you. I’m Fiona. Thanks for helping us out today.”

“Oi, not from around ‘ere are ya?” Harry commented with a smirk on his face. Behind him, Gemma rolled her eyes. She had definitely told him Fiona was American.

“Very observant.” Fiona responds in a sarcastic tone. Harry breathed out a laugh, only then realizing he was still shaking her hand. He pulled it out of her grasp, wiping his hand on his blue jeans. He assumed it was the early summer heat making his palms so sweaty.

He was handsome, Fiona thought. His short hair looked effortlessly flawless and those dimples weren’t too bad either. He was only wearing a faded well worn t-shirt and blue jeans, but he still looked good enough for a red carpet.

“I try my best…and I’ll always find an excuse to help a beautiful lady.” Harry shrugs.

Fiona’s lip tightened as she tried to contain her laugh. Gemma told her Harry was cheeky but she didn’t think he’d be so upfront about it.

Harry could tell he was already getting under her skin, she seemed nice and wasn’t that hard on the eyes either. She wasn’t tiny, almost the same height as Gemma but Harry still managed to tower over both of them.

His eyes wandered over her tattoos again, he was just about to ask her about them when Gemma interrupted, “A’right, calm down boy. Now that that’s done with, all of our boxes are labeled so we’re really just bringing them up right now.” Gemma pointed to the boxes littering the sidewalk. Harry nodded and headed over to a box that was labeled ‘plates’.

“Lead the way.” He said to no one in particular.

It was half past 2 when they finally finished moving all the boxes from the truck and into their new apartment.

“A’right ‘m gonna go return the truck to the rental place and then get an Uber back. Should be back in about half an ‘our.” Gemma said while typing rapidly rapidly on her phone. She grabbed her new house key and was out the door before anyone could respond.

Harry was screwing in the bed post in Gemma’s room while Fiona was unpacking the kitchen ware, “S’done.” Harry said as he walked out of Gemma’s room and into the living area.

“Great, do you mind helping me out with these boxes?”

“S’why I’m here.” Harry smiled at her as he walked over to the kitchen opening up a new box a few feet away from her. They worked in silence for a few minutes with just the sound of Fiona’s phone playing over a wireless speaker in the living room.

“You have some really nice ink there.” Harry looked up to find Fiona in front of him. He didn’t even hear her walk over. She was pointing at his arms. He did have his fair share of tattoos ranging all over his body.

“Ah, thanks, been working on it since I was a teen.” Harry rolled up a little more of his sleeve to show her some more of his arm.

“May I?” She asked kindly. He moved his arm towards her as she examined his art up close. She traced her fingers over some of the designs. He shivered, feeling the goosebumps rise on his arms. Her hands were cold but also surprisingly soft.

“Do these all mean something to you?”

“Some of ‘em. Most of em have meaning but the other 5% are just drunken spur of the moment decisions.” She continued looking at both of his arms. He was growing warm under her touch.

“And the mermaid…?” She asked with a small laugh.

“My friend did that one, I didn’t think he was gonna put her vagina right there on my arm, not my mums favorite, that’s for sure.” They both laughed. This up close to her, he could really see the details of Fiona’s face and God, was she pretty. No, more beautiful, he thought. It didn’t look like she had any makeup on and he could see her hairline was still wet with sweat from walking up and down the stairs so many times today.

“I have more.” Harry said pretty loud. Fiona jumped a little bit from him being so close to her. She just stood back and nodded her head toward him indicating for him to go on.

He reached for the bottom of his shirt and pulled it up over his head.

“Wow, you weren’t kidding.”

Fiona face was now directly in front of his chest, she moved her hand to the two birds on his upper pecs, she was about to touch him when she suddenly stopped and looked up at him. She was silently asking if this was alright, she had only just met him and she already had him shirtless in her kitchen.

He just looked back at her, giving her a single nod of approval. It was then when she realized how close she was to his face. He looked down at her lips for a split second but she caught it. She huffed out a tiny laugh as she stepped away from him, stuffing her hands in the front pockets of her overalls.

“Beautiful…So do you want a beer or something?” She asked while she walked backwards towards the refrigerator. Harry nodded and put his shirt back on. He sat down on one of the stools in the middle of the kitchen. When Fiona opened the fridge he could see they only had bottled water and beer bottles. She took two bottles out and handed him one. She stood on the other side of the kitchen island. He wasn’t sure if their whole exchange made things awkward, but he could tell a blush was evident on her cheeks. She ran her hand through her ponytail and tightened it at its end.

“What about yours?” Harry asked while moving his head towards her arm, indicating he meant tattoos.

“I’ve collected quite a few, that’s for sure.” she rolled up her right sleeve and pointed to one right above her elbow. It was two hands, almost touching but not quite.

“This was my first. It’s from the Creation of Adam; I just always thought it was such a beautiful painting.” She held her arm out for him and he reached over and took it gently. He mimicked her by tracing her tattoo this time.

“S’beautiful, very intricate.” He looked in her eyes again.

“Yeah, it was only a month later when I went back to get this one” She turned to show him the back of her left arm which displayed an old record player.

“Always loved music…” She trailed off as if she was thinking of a certain memory that went along with that tattoo. She rolled her shirt sleeves back down.

“Gotta a whole bunch more, but it’s mostly random things.” He could sense a change of tension as she avoided his eyes. Fiona wasn’t usually this open with people she just met, but there was something about him that caught her off guard. And she wasn’t quite sure she liked that.

She brought the beer bottle up to her lips but stopped before taking a sip, “Favorite ones on my thigh though,” she stopped for just a beat before adding, “but you’re gonna have to get a few drinks in me before I show you that one.” She winked at him confidently.

He was caught off guard with her blatant statement. Was she talking about the fact the she had on long jean overalls and would have to literally take off her whole outfit to show him? Or was she flirting with him? And why could he not figure it out? He was usually pretty clever when it came to girls, but he just couldn’t seem to gauge her tone of voice. And was he interested? And if he was, could he do anything about it? She was Gemma’s roommate for God’s sake; he’d have to see her all the time. And what if they did start something and it ended badly? Would he never be able to come over Gemma’s again? But most importantly, why was he thinking so much into this?

He felt his phone vibrate in his jeans and dug it out of his pockets to read a message from his roommate, Niall.

Did ya ask G if she wants to go out tonight?

Harry had totally forgotten that he was supposed to ask Gemma and her new roommate if they wanted to grab a few beers with him and Niall. He was pretty sure Niall only wanted to see what Gemma’s new roommate looked like and see if he had a chance with her.

“D’you have plans tonight?”

By now Fiona was downing the rest of her beer. “Probably just going to unpack; why, what’s up?”

“My roommate Niall wants to know if you want to grab some beers with us…Gemma too, of course.”

“Yeah, that sounds like fun, did Gemma already say yes?”

“O’course, guess she forgot to tell you.” Harry lied. He was afraid that Gemma might say no and then he wouldn’t get to spend more time with Fiona. He had so many questions he wanted to ask her but at the same time he didn’t know what he would say.

“Awesome,” Was all she said as she went over to start unpacking a new box.

A/N: Thank you for reading! And don’t forget to like and share

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whentommymetalfie · 5 years

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“Trust me. I’ve got you.”

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A:N Summer time means more time for Art Stuff, so here’s another installment of my 1000-follower celebration. The wonderful fic is by @weeo -thank you for sending me this lovely thing. The fic, along with some additional notes can also be read here. I put a ‘read more’ link in this, because the post was getting so long! Also pls click for high-res action on the art

Weeo: Aesthetic inspirations : The film The Shape Of Water and Harry Potter and the Goblet of fire (Second task in the Black Lake). Musical inspirations : A winged victory for the Sullen - A Symphony Pathetique, Steep Hills of Vicotin Tears and All Farewells are sudden

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Today, the night is restful. Alfie is paddling in the water, occasionally diving into the shallows of the Black Lake, but mostly calmly floating, ears underwater, listening to the peaceful silence. The lake is tiny, but instantly deep when you set a foot inside. There are dark trees all around it, lengthened by thin branches.

After Alfie has resurfaced from one of his multiple dives, he shouts joyfully :

“Come on Tommy. Come with me. Don’t stay all alone on the shore !”

Tommy is smoking, seated on the small pier, an arm around one of his leg. He’s only wearing a partly unbuttoned shirt and his underwear. His other foot dangles in fresh water and wiggles slightly. He’s looking away, toward the starry sky. When Alfie breaks him out of his reverie, he turns his head, but keeps a wistful expression, his mouth still half-opened. He firstly raises an eyebrow. Within a few seconds, he shatters the silence, which was beautified by the lapping on the shore, with his usual cold voice : “You’re alone too.”

Alfie smiles faintly and starts floating on his back. “You’re dull, mate. It’s just so refreshing to swim. Just come enjoy the delightful pleasures of life, Earth offers us, before the devil remembers where we fucking belong !”

“No. I’m fine here.”, Tommy protests, “I don’t wanna be soaked.” He takes a long drag on his cigarette.

“Aw, our little precious boy don’t wanna catch a cold, innit.”, Alfie mocks, “Then, just come a few minutes and get out quickly if you’re freezing. I won’t judge ya for your softness, Tommy.”

Tommy sighs, while rolling his eyes. “Alfie”, he drawls, “I drank too much, I would drown.”

Unconvinced, Alfie swims silently to get closer to Tommy. When he reaches the shore, he leans on the bank. Tommy hasn’t taken his eyes off him all the way. Alfie waves his hand in the air. “Come here on the grass. I wanna show you something.”.

Sceptical, Tommy lifts his eyebrows : “To throw me into the water, I’m not fucking stupid.”.

“I won’t. I swear.” Alfie promised, with a sincere, but concerned look at his lover. Tommy throws his cigarette and slowly stands up. He looks quite irritated. He walks barefoot on the grass, without looking to his direction and sits cross-legged next to Alfie on the bank.

“I just wanna make you listen to something”, Alfie points vigorously at Tommy’s forehead, “that will soothe your tiny head from all that booze you drank, mate. Just take off that pretty shirt of yours.”.

Offended, Tommy objects : “Fucking hell… Are you being serious right now ?”

Alfie gets closer to Tommy and strokes his thigh, as an act of reassurance.

“Yeah, just do it, I promised I won’t throw you into the water. But I don’t get why you’re so upset. You’re looking like a little vampiric cat who’s afraid of being touched by holy water. Don’t be that wary, I won’t force you into anything, love”

Tommy’s face pauses for some seconds and softens slowly. He then hesitantly starts by undoing the first button of his shirt. He looks down toward Alfie, who encourages him with a nod, and unbuttons it completely, before taking it off.

“You’ll have to lay down.” Still partially immersed in the water, Alfie guides Tommy with his hands. “with your head next to me. Yeah, just like that”, Alfie whispers so softly. Tommy is laid down on his back, head on the bank, next to the water and Alfie.

“I know a mad jewish doctor, Tommy, who can heal the damages in your little head.”. Alfie brushes his knuckles on his lover’s temples and subsequently makes his fingers travel on the sharp cheekbones and jawline. Tommy closes his eyes and melts into Alfie’s touches. “Lucky you are today”, says Alfie, “he’s just next to ya.”. Tommy smiles faintly, lifting the corner of his mouth. Alfie gently draws little circles, with his thumb, on Tommy’s cheek.

“It’s way more effective if your body is totally underwater, but since I’m a real magician of the modern medicine…”.

Tommy’s voice is slightly breaking, when he cuts Alfie in the middle of his sentence, to murmur : “I would drown, I said.”. Still leaned on his elbow against the bank and brows confusedly furrow, Alfie doesn’t add anything on this seemingly sensitive case, that he purposely closes to keep up with his speech.

“Imagine Tommy, someone who always hear sounds, annoying, awful sounds, all the fucking time in his ears, and suddenly, he can hear the silence, yeah, a total absence of noises.”. Alfie puts an hand under Tommy’s head and drag him closer. “A jewish friend of mine told me, his head has been harmed in France, just like yours, Tommy. He’s now swimming at least 2 hours every day, because the tiredness helps him a bit to sleep, right, but mostly, for drowning his head underwater.”, he explains carefully. Tommy’s head is now placed just over the water, supported by Alfie’s hand. “Would you like to try too ?”, Alfie asks, to which Tommy answers with a simple “Fine”.

“So, welcome to the great, deep silence, mate.”, he announces. He then immerses half of Tommy’s head, slowly, to avoid frightening him. Only his face is over the water to allow him to breath.

Tommy doesn’t move for several seconds. His tensed features soften really slowly, to the point, that it’s nearly imperceptible. Alfie gazes at him, concern etched in his face. The usually reassuring lapping of the water seems suddenly to taunt him and his silly ideas.

“I wish I could bring back that calm home,” Tommy mutters with his husky voice, while smiling fondly. His words sound like a deep breath of fresh air to Alfie. Tommy doesn’t remove his head from the water and stay there for a moment, his eyes closed, without talking at all.

Alfie takes the opportunity of a deaf Tommy to voice what he guessed since some time : “You thought you fooled me, you silly boy. Nah, nah, nah. I know you’re too proud to just ask for help. How am I supposed to be your pillar, when you hide the rocks to build it, mate ? You can’t swim don’t ya ?”

Feeling his lover moving slightly, Tommy opens his eyes again on Alfie’s last sentence. He instantly lifts his head out of the water : “What were you saying? I couldn’t hear anything.”

“You can’t swim, can ya ?” questions Alfie directly.

Tommy’s pounding heart, which is threatening to explode in tiny pieces, feels suddenly trapped in his chest. His mouth only partially opens, but there is no a sound that can leave it. Sweat begins to appear on his whole body and he’s unable to look Alfie in the eye.

Alfie brings Tommy’s head to his shoulder, to embrace him. He strokes his lover’s hair, as an attempt to comfort him and whispers in his ear : “Eh, Tommy, nothing to worry about, I’ll teach ya and you won’t even be able remember, that you couldn’t at some point”.

Alfie can feel Tommy’s steady breath against his chest. “You usually like to bathe in the little river next to the house. You don’t join me, cause you really don’t want to or cause you can’t ?” Tommy stays silent, ignoring Alfie’s question, although he’s still clinging to him.

“Got it. Do you trust me ?”

Tommy briefly nods against Alfie’s shoulder.

“Eh, look at me.”

Tommy loosens his embrace and meet Alfie’s eyes with difficulties.

“I’ve got you,Tommy. You can follow me.”, he says with a little smile.

Alfie starts to slowly move away of the shore, holding one of Tommy’s hand.

“Trust me. I’ve got you.”

On an impulse, Tommy throws himself unexpectedly into the lake, gripping Alfie’s hand. Alfie looks at Tommy, when they are underwater, admiring his cute way to sink horizontally, eyes tightly closed. He catches the second hand of his lover, then grasps both of his forearms to bring him closer and leaves a loving kiss on his lips.

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I’ve nothing more to say, so have a nice day !

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5k Survey I

1. Who are you? >> I’m Mordred. 2. What are the 3 most important things everyone should know about you? >> I’m sensory-defensive and post-traumatic, I'm part of a multiple system, and I’m a fictional character. 3. When you aren’t filling out 5,000 question surveys like this one what are you doing? >> Taking way shorter surveys. When I’m not taking surveys at all, I’m posting on tumblr or pillowfort, reading, playing video games, researching video game lore, watching a movie or show, or trying to manage my hellbrain (which is a whole separate task in itself). 4. List your classes in school from the ones you like the most to the ones you like the least (or if you are out of school, think of the classes you did like and didn’t like at the time). >> I do my best not to think about school, the last bit of which was 15 years ago anyway. 5. What is your biggest goal for this year? >> I don’t make goals like that.

6. Where do you want to be in 5 years? >> It’s inconceivable to me to plan ahead that far. Even to think ahead that far seems silly and pointless to my very present-focused (and past-haunted) mind.

7. What stage of life are you in right now? >> Adulthood. Just the general “adulthood” between hectic young adulthood and transitional middle age. 8. Are you more child-like or childish? >> I’m not child-like or childish. I simply understand that the division between “childhood” and “adulthood” isn’t nearly as cut-and-dried as society has organised it for the sake of legality and social interaction, and I also understand that the desire to escape childhood and “childish things” is a conceit of the young, who wish to be seen as grown and independent creatures (which is part of development! it makes perfect sense). By the time you get to your thirties, it really stops mattering. You know you’re an adult. You know that being an adult means you have the freedom to do whatever you want (as far as leisure and play and stuff like that goes, I mean), which means you can sit in your pjs watching cartoons and eating sugar cereal if you like, and no parent can chide you for it, and your peers can fuck off if they don’t like it. (The “adult” part of doing that is knowing to stop after one and a half bowls of said cereal, lmao. It’s all a balance, innit?)

9. What is the last thing you said out loud? >> I don’t remember. 10. What song comes closest to how you feel about your life right now? >> I don’t think there’s any song that can capture that. Or, maybe there is, but I don’t know about it. 11. Have you ever taken martial arts classes? >> No. I’ve been interested, but frankly, I can’t afford anything like that. 12. Does your life tend to get better or worse or does it just stay the same? >> There is no set trajectory, like that. Life has high points and low points, and the majority of it is really spent somewhere in the middle. It’s just that we focus on the high points and the low points most often (and when the low points are particularly low, they often end up defining our entire existence, even when we’re in the middle or even at high points). 13. Does time really heal all wounds? >> It’s not time that does it. Time just always happens to pass while the healing is being done, so we figure it’s the most common denominator. It takes work to heal, not just passively sitting around waiting for it to happen. 14. How do you handle a rainy day? >> I bring an umbrella, if I have to go out. Usually I don’t, so I just... do what I would do normally? 15. Which is worse…losing your luggage or having to sort out tangled holiday lights? >> Obviously losing your luggage... 16. How is your relationship with your parents? Will you miss them when they are gone? >> We have no relationship. There will be nothing to miss. 17. Do you tend to be aware of what is going on around you? >> Yeah. Especially since I’m prone to hypervigilance. 18. What is the truest thing that you know? >> The truest thing that I know is that I don’t know shit, and neither does anyone else. We’re all just elaborately guessing about shit, and interpreting reality the best way we can. Which is great, really. The fact that we keep trying to understand shit is cool. Just... “the map is not the territory” kind of applies to a lot of the stuff we think we know. ...Or not, right? After all, what do I know? :p 19. What did you want to be when you grew up? >> I just wanted to be free. 20. Have you ever been given a second chance? >> Probably. 21. Are you more of a giver or a taker? >> I’m a fair amount of both, being, you know, a person. 22. Do you make your decisions with an open heart/mind? >> I make my decisions the best way I know how. Whatever that means. 23. What is the most physically painful thing that has ever happened to you? >> Menstrual cramps. 24. What is the most emotionally painful thing that has ever happened to you? >> Yeah, right, like I’m going to be able to rank that. 25. Who have you hugged today? >> No one. 26. Who has done something today to show they care about you? >> --- 27. Do you have a lot to learn? >> Of course. I don’t necessarily have to learn all of it, but it sure is out there. 28. If you could learn how to do three things just by wishing and not by working what would they be? >> I don’t think that would be of any benefit to me. As much as I balk at taking those long uphill journeys to skillfulness, I feel like those journeys are beneficial and aid one’s growth. I’d rather not just snap my fingers and have a djinni grant me abilities like that. 29. Which do you remember the longest: what other people say, what other people do or how other people make you feel? >> How what other people do and say makes me feel. 30. What are the key ingredients to having a good relationship? >> Meh. 31. What 3 things do you want to do before you die? >> I don’t have a list like this. 32. What three things would you want to die to avoid doing? >> I think I would rather die than be incarcerated. So I’d take the death penalty if I could avoid a life imprisonment sentence... 33. Is there a cause you believe in more than any other cause? >> Not particularly. 34. What does each decade make you think of? The 1920’s: Prohibition. Wait, was that the 20s or the 30s? 30’s: World War II. 40’s: The rest of WWII. 50’s: I just think of... all the propaganda images from that era. You know, all the... domestic Whiteness... also, weird foods like meat aspic. 60’s: Hippies and Woodstock. 70’s: The Vietnam War (and the protests). 80’s: Hair metal. 90’s: Grunge and weird television/movies. 2000 : Well, I was an adult for most of this decade, and more or less aware of the world, so I don’t have a succinct “concept” of the aughts the way I have for decades that I didn’t live through, that I only have historical knowledge of. 2010’s: ^

35. Which decade do you feel the most special connection to and why? >> I feel an emotional connection to the spirit of the nineties. I don’t feel like trying to organise my words to explain why, I feel like that would take a lot of energy right now and I still have fifteen questions to go. 36. What is your favorite oldie/classic rock song? >> I don’t have one particular favourite. 37. What country do you live in and who is the leader of that country? >> United States. Donald Trump is president, weirdly enough. If you could say any sentence to the current leader of your country what would it be? >> I’d rather not, thanks. 38. What’s your favorite TV channel to watch in the middle of the night? >> I don’t watch television in the middle of the night... 39. What Disney villain are you the most like and why? >> That’s a great question, but the thing about Disney villains is that I don’t relate to them as much as I just love watching them do what they do. Like, my favourite is Judge Frollo, but I don’t think it’s because I have anything in common with him. Or, hell, maybe I would burn down an entire city because I don’t know how to handle the fact that I really want to bone this superbly hot chick. (My actual favourite villain is Catholic Guilt.) 40. Have you ever been a girl scout/boy scout? >> Briefly. 41. If you were traveling to another continent would you rather fly or take a boat? >> I would rather fly. I feel like boat travel would take a particularly long time and I’m not into that. 42. Why is the sky blue during the day and black at night? >> Oh, you know. Science. (I’m not Google.) 43. What does your name mean? >> I’m not sure anyone really knows what “Mordred” means. 44. Would you rather explore the depths of the ocean or outer space? >> Outer space. 45. What is the first word that comes to mind when you see the word: Air: Astrology. Meat: Beef. Different: Strokes. Pink: Panther. Deserve: Entitlement. White: Power, unfortunately. Been reading about too many fucking Nazis lately. Elvis: Pelvis. Magic: Mountain. Heart: Head. Clash: Punk. Pulp: Fiction.

46. If you could meet any person in the world who is dead who would you want it to be? >> I don’t care about this. 47. What if you could meet anyone who is alive? >> I still don’t care. 48. Is there a movie that you love so much you could watch it everyday? >> Of course not. I did watch Event Horizon every day for like a month, but I was in the psych ward at the time. What the fuck else would I have done anyway? 49. You are going to be stuck alone in an elevator for a week. What do you bring to do? >> What do I bring to do?! That’s definitely the least of my concerns with a hypothetical like this. I can’t fucking survive in an elevator for a week, dude. 50. Have you ever saved someone’s life or had your life saved? >> Doubtful.

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