#i just threw a bunch of shit i find super cool into one outfit. once again hope this qualifies as tacky *bows*

[automatonknight]

ultrakill request: gabriel dressing as tacky as possible he just found out what humans were doing with clothes and he is fascinated

id: a digital drawing of gabriel from ultrakill. he's pictured as if he's walking with one arm hanging at his side and the other behind his head. he's wearing a wide summer hat with heart shaped sunglasses sat on top of it, a bright pink fur coat with a leopard print, two layered crop tops, one blue with a spiral pattern and one pink with a butterfly wing pattern, bright green shorts and brown cowboy boots with a floral pattern. the background is a flowy, flower-like pattern drawn in yellow, orange and light and dark blue. end id

ANON YOU'RE SO SO REAL FOR THIS o7 (<-salute). HOPE THIS IS TACKY ENOUGH ALSO

[itsallyscorner]

Teaming Up with Sam and Bucky ft Zemo

Pairing: FEM!Reader; Bucky Barnes x reader, Sam Wilson x reader; platonic(?), let’s throw in some Zemo x reader

Summary: What it would be like to team up with our favorite duo. Takes place during TFATWS.

Warnings: none, TFATWS SPOILERS. Lowkey a mess :D

A/n: Ever since TFATWS came out I’ve been reminded of how much I love Bucky and Sam. Also I have a new found love for Zemo. I’ve just been so obsessed with this series and I’ve been reading so many fics about it, so I decided to finally write my own :) Enjoy my loves❤️

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You’re basically working with a bunch of children.

The children mostly being Sam and Bucky, though Zemo does have his moments once he joins you three.

You’ve known dumb and dumber for a few years now, being part of the Avengers, you’ve worked with Sam on multiple missions. The friendship blooming somewhere in between.

You were also close friends with Steve; when he first came out the ice, you were assigned to help him adjust to the modern world by Fury. He would tell you a bunch of stories of him and Bucky running into trouble or Bucky always saving his ass whenever he was getting beaten up.

Eventually, you finally got to meet Bucky, though he wasn’t Bucky, he was the Winter Soldier. Your introduction to each other was quite memorable to say the least.

He choked you with that metal arm of his and for a split second you swore you might’ve found it attractive—till he threw your body against a car.

You sided with Cap during the accords and helped him protect Bucky. When that whole mess was over, Steve asked you to stay with Bucky in Wakanda to make sure he would be safe.

You were the first person to have some kind of bond with Bucky. Before and after he was freed from Hydra’s hold on him, you were always someone he knew he could trust.

When Steve told you what he was going to do while retuning the stones he told you to watch over them.

“Promise me you’ll keep an eye on Buck and Sam?” He asked you, sitting on the edge of your bed. He had snuck into your room late at night, knowing you were wide awake.

You squeezed his hand reassuringly, a lazy smile on your lips, “They don’t need me, I’m sure they’re capable of surviving on their own.” Steve breathes out a laugh and shakes his head, “You’d be surprised.”

“But seriously, (y/n), they need you. You know how they get when they’re together. You’re the only person in the world who knows how to deal with the both of them at the same time.” Steve reasons, his baby blues sparkling in the darkness of the guest room of Tony’s lake house.

“Make sure they’re not on the verge of killing each other or running into too much trouble?” You tiredly nod, sleep slowly consuming your body. “I promise, they’re gonna be alright, Steve.”

Sometimes you found yourself looking up at the sky, cursing at it—or Steve—for leaving you with two of the most childish and stubborn men you’ve ever known in your life.

You were like the mother of the group; breaking up fights, making sure they skipped no meals, patching up their boo-boos, etc.

“Will you stop staring at me?” Sam snapped, tossing his goggles onto the seat beside him to glare at Bucky.

“I’m not staring at you.” Bucky remarked from across Sam. His flesh and metal arm crossing with each other as he stared at Sam challengingly.

“Yes, you are. Your eyes are connecting with mine. You’re literally staring at me right now!” Sam pointed out, to which Bucky rolled his eyes at.

“Because I’m talking to you, genius. I wasn’t staring at you.” Bucky quipped.

“Yes you were!”

“No I wasn’t!”

This continued till they were sick of bickering with each other, finally yelling out your name for help.

The arguments were straight up petty. Bucky wouldn’t admit it, but he was the pettiest.

Exhibit 1: “LoOKiNG StrONg jOHn!”

Like seriously? Bucky’s the pettiest bitch, nobody can tell me otherwise.

You and Sam would definitely find it amusing how Bucky doesn’t trust Redwing.

Obviously, you all despise John Walker. Just the thought of him left a bad taste in your mouth.

He was like a fly that you all couldn’t get rid of. But because you were all painfully patient people—mostly you and Sam—you had to deal with his bullshit despite the way he annoyed you all.

Totally loosing your shit when Bucky helps Zemo break himself out of prison.

“Please tell me you didn’t do what I think you did.” You groaned, fingers pinching the bridge of your nose together.

Bucky looks at you with feign innocence; his mouth agape and puppy eyes. “I—didn’t do...anything(?).”

“You helped Zemo break out of prison didn’t you?” You crossed your arms at him, hip jutting out. As if on cue, Sokovian sugar daddy walks into the abandoned garage you were all in.

Before you can explode on him, Bucky tried to calm you down, “Wait, I technically didn’t do anything though! It was his plan!”

Zemo definitely lives up to being the ✨Sokovian Sugar Daddy✨ of your dysfunctional group.

I think you’d all be surprised at how rich he was. The amount of connections he had wasn’t that big of a shocker.

No like seriously, homie was pulling all sorts of shit out his ass; cars, private planes, houses in different countries, etc.

You all had a love hate relationship with Zemo. On days when he was actually helpful, you all got a long. On the days when things got horribly messy, Zemo couldn’t even let a word out since Sam would tell him to “shut up”.

Though that still doesn’t excuse the fact that he got the Avengers to spilt up and go against each other.

When you guys are all hiding out in one of Zemo’s apartments or homes, you would probably cook breakfast, lunch, or dinner for everyone.

They actually loved it when you cooked because it made the atmosphere feel a bit homey and calm compared to the current situation you were all in.

You were the person they can all go to. You were easy to talk to, making it easier for them to open up to you.

You always checked in on them mentally and physically. For example, you knew Sam felt guilty about giving up the shield, but Bucky never made him forget about his choice. You were there to reassure him that he thought he was doing the right thing and didn’t know the hidden agenda of the government.

You were like their on the go therapist, babysitter, and partner.

Sometimes Bucky and Sam would even argue for your attention.

“Can you stop hogging (y/n) please? Her ears might fall off from hearing you yap all day.” Bucky said as he gently took your arm and dragged you away from Sam.

“You literally spent the whole day with her yesterday, you’re the one who needs to stop hogging (y/n).” Sam argued, grabbing onto your other arm.

“I didn’t get to spend time with (y/n).” Zemo mentioned from his seat in the kitchen, a glass of whisky in his hand. Bucky simply turned to him and pointed, “NO!”

Honestly what’s a friendship with Bucky and Sam without some harmless flirting. They weren’t gonna lie, you were gorgeous, the most attractive one out of the group.

When you guys had to go undercover at Madripoor, both times with Zemo and Sharon, you had to wear dresses that were a bit revealing. Maybe your chest was a bit shown, but the dress definitely showed off your legs.

“So what do you guys think?” You stopped at the bottom of the stairs of Sharon’s apartment, doing a little spin to show off your outfit.

Both Bucky and Sam’s jaws drop, Zemo probably nodding in approval in the corner.

You can’t forget about the nicknames: maybe doll, sweetheart, or darlin’ from Bucky and the typical Louisiana Cher from Sammy.

While fighting against the Flag Smashers or anyone in general, you guys always had each other’s back.

You could directly be fighting someone, but you’ll naturally have an eye on Sam and Bucky to make sure nobody was sneaking up on them.

It’s a given that you all patch each other up after some fight.

You were all very protective of each other. If there’s one thing Sam and Bucky can agree on, it’s their instinct to protect you.

Like how you kept an eye on them, they also kept their eyes on you. Even though they knew you could hold your own.

“Could you walk?” Sam asked you as you laid on the concrete floor. You were double teamed by a couple of Flag Smashers. Two super soldiers against a normal person, you totally got your ass handed to you.

You pushed yourself up to rest on your elbows, “I’m fine, just got dropped kicked twice, but I’ll be fine.”

Sam smiled at you, “That’s my girl.”

Though the two can be a handful and argue almost every minute, you loved the both of them tremendously. You wouldn’t have it any other way.

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[reaperintheroses]

When I’m ready (pogues x sister!reader)

Word count: 2,598 warnings: Bisexual reader, angst at the end, fluff. A/N: There will be a part two rest assured. I just got into outer banks and I absolutely love it! I’ve had this idea for a while now actually so there are just a few things I want to clear up. You are about 14/15 in this fic. The pogues themselves aren’t actually in here a bunch until the very end just because this is meant to set up a plot line. Also a beater for those of you who don’t know is a really shitty old car that you don’t mind getting dirty. You use this to throw surf boards and such in.  Beta’d by the lovely @uwubonebabie I also took insporation from baby pogue. The best part is baby pogue is her creation, so you can get tons more baby pogue content on her blog. She’s a super sweet gal and you should go check her out. 

Part Two :)

It was bright. You could feel the sun tickling your skin. Prying open your eyes you turned to look over at the small alarm clock on your bedside table. 10:14. Damn it. Your brother and his friends were probably already awake which meant that you were going to have to sneak out without drawing attention to yourself. Grabbing a chair you pry your window open before going to change and grab your longboard. Throwing open your dresser and tossing a tank top over your shoulder before reaching for the shorts on your bean bag. Looking back at the text that Anna sent you last night about what the plan was you reached into another drawer and grabbed a swimsuit. Having thrown on your outfit and tied up your hair so that it would be out of your face you reached for the longboard that normally lives by your bed-side table. Looking down you cursed yourself from last night. You were adjusting the kingpin because it was coming loose and left it out on the counter. Groaning in frustration you snatched your phone off of the bed-side table before quietly opening your bedroom door and slipping out. Trying your hardest to be quiet you grabbed your longboard off of the counter. Grabbing your shoes and backpack you ran to the door. You were so close before you heard your brother behind you. Hoping that he was just rummaging around in the fridge and wouldn’t see you, you crossed over to the door. No such luck. “Hey (y/n) where are you going?” Double damn it. Turning around to face your brother, you pasted on a smile and replied “Oh just to go pick up a book from that cute Indy place by Figure 8.” That wasn’t entirely untrue. You just weren’t telling him your entire itinerary. “Well, I can drive you there if you want.” He had a good point. It was a twenty-minute ride on a longboard depending on foot traffic. He could cut that in half if he drove you. Close to replying that you would actually like that he added on to his previous statement “and afterward we can go pick up Kei and Pope to save them the time.” Groaning in your head you realized that getting a ride from your brother, after all, wouldn’t work out and you needed to get going if you wanted to make it on time and still have a couple of minutes to go pick up your book from the store on the way. “Sorry John B. I really need to get going and I like the ride over there anyhow” You could see the protest written all over his face so before he had a chance to argue you threw open the door to the chateau, grabbed your longboard, and barreled down the steps. 

Placing your board on the ground before placing your foot on the deck you turned around and did a quick inventory of everything in your backpack while you searched for your headphones. “Wallet?- Check”, Spare keys?- Check, Chapstick?- Check, Hair ties?- Check, Towel?- Check” Finding the desired headphones you plugged them into your phone before selecting a random song. Hearing the familiar toon fill your ears, you lifted your foot off of the deck before situating yourself on the board. Putting your phone in your back pocket, you pushed off the ground. Steering yourself around your brother’s van you emerged onto the main road and let the music posses you. Mindlessly pushing to keep your momentum, you allowed yourself to let your mind drift. You started to think of your brother and his friends. You wished you could be more honest with them. You had a feeling that they were starting to suspect something was up when you began to decline their offers to go boating for the day. At first, it was once every few weeks. Then it started to become a little more frequent, but not enough to be super noticeable. Then it became a weekly occurrence. You wanted to tell them the truth about Anna, really you did. It was just so hard to assume that they would be excepting when you’ve heard all the horror stories about what happens to kids when they tell their family. Deciding you didn’t need to stress on it at the moment. Letting you thought wonder once more you felt a smile, a real smile, when you thought about Anna. Everything about her was amazing. It didn’t feel real. You felt your smile fall though when you remembered that she wanted to meet your brother and his friends that you considered family. You really liked her, that much was obvious. You knew that she deserved to meet them and you couldn’t give her excuses forever. Turning once more the road opened up into the heart of the cut. Stepping on the deck to stop the board you started the walk through the town allowing yourself to go on autopilot again. 

When you reached the cute little bookstore along the very edge of the cut you halted. Placing your longboard on the side of the building by the door, you smiled this was one of your favorite places on the island. Turning and pushing open the door you heard the little bell jingle overhead, alerting the employee behind the counter to your presence. Looking over to smile and wave you walked back to the back of the store going to grab the book you had been eyeing all month. Having finally saved up enough money from working at the hotel boardwalk area you were excited to be able to read a new book instead of the same one you had been reading for the past month that you bought last time you had enough money to spare. You walked up to the front desk and handed the book to the sweet girl. Reaching around to grab your wallet you felt your phone buzz once and then another time once you had located bag that you used to store all of your spare money for things you could want but didn’t need. Grabbing out a 5 and a few ones, you set the money on the counter before reaching back again to grab your phone you looked at the screen to see one message from Anna asking how far away you were, and one from John B. asking what time you were going to be home so he and his friends could come to grab you to go swimming and watch the sunset. You did some mental math in your head so you could give an accurate answer to each person. After putting your phone and wallet back you turned around to give the cashier a final smile and tucking the book in your bag as well. Pulling open the door and hearing the little bell jingle one more time before grabbing the longboard that you had previously discarded, you made sure that everything was secure in the bag before looking back up the road. Pushing off you once again let your mind go elsewhere. Turning left you saw the familiar entrance to the small beach that only locals really knew about. Walking out onto the sand you looked around for the familiar features. Placing your board on the ground and setting your backpack down on top of it, you dug out the towel you had shoved in there earlier. Standing back up you looked around again before you felt the wind being knocked out of you. Hitting the sand, you felt a weight pressing down on you. Looking up you were greeted by Annas smiling face. “Hi.” She smiled and rolled off of you. “Hey yourself,” you replied. Looking over you smiled at your girlfriend. “So where did you drop your stuff?” You looked down at your backpack before looking back up at her. “Just up the beach,” she looked off into the distance before looking back at you, “You asked for the bic shortboard, right?” You smiled, glad that she remembered what your board preference was. Even though you would have been fine with whatever she brought. Picking up the discarded towel you shook out the sand it had already collected. Shoving it back into your backpack you scooped up your belongings and gestured for her to lead the way. Setting down everything you looked over to the two boards in the sand. Dropping everything you turned to Anna and asked if she had followed the prep instructions you sent her last night. After getting her confirmation you smiled at her just the tiniest bit. People were always telling you to smile more. Your brother and his friends especially. Smiling for you was a rarity, even before the whole thing with your dad. Sometimes it felt like with Anna you didn’t have to be someone else, that you didn’t have to wear a different disguise. Like when on a rare day when all of your brother’s friends weren’t completely against you tagging along you had to be the reckless pouge who was always willing to do crazy shit. Or when under the watchful eye of Cheryl you had to pretend that everything was alright and that your uncle was taking good care of you and your brother. Around Anna, you could be the you that you wished you were brave enough to be around everyone. She was looking out onto the ocean, studying the waves. When she turned to look at you and saw you staring at her she broke into a face splitting grin. “What’s going on in your mind.” She tilted her head and blinked. “Just really happy that I have an awesome girlfriend,” you turned looking out to the ocean. She let out a huff of laughter. “Well this awesome girlfriend really wants to know how to surf, and she really wants her cool surfer dude girlfriend to teach her how to do it so she doesn’t have to ask her brother.” She smiled up at you and waved towards the two boards that she had brought from her house. Her brother is a huge surfer so it was amazing that in her 15 years of life, Anna had never even picked up a surfboard. Hopping up you laid the boards on the sand to that they were facing each other. You instructed her throughout the entire standing up process and how to turn. Looking at the low tide you decided that now was a good a time as ever. You smiled and cheered for her and after about three or four attempts she actually was able to stand up for about two seconds before falling off to the side. Being able to get in a few short waves yourself made the day even more successful. Given the fact that it was the prime of low tide, there weren’t any massive white claws but it was still fun to get out and show off in front of her and show her what she would be able to do by the end of the summer. Once the tide started to pick up Anna decided that you guys should probably head back. Dragging the board back to the entrance to the small beach you walked them over to her family’s beater that her brother would come to pick up in twenty minutes. You laced your fingers through hers as she tugged you over to the sidewalk that leads to the cut. You let her do most of the talking and gave the appropriate response when she paused long enough to let you cut in. You guys finally made it to the pier where the pavement started up again. Knowing this is where you parted ways you turned to smile up at her. You smiled a lot today. You breathed in the senses of the cut. The sound of a boat motor slowly approaching the dock you guys were standing on. The smell of frozen fish coming out of the open door from the market across the street. Folks who knew each other shouting greetings. “Can we do this again later this week?” She asked, already knowing the answer. Leaning upwards you beamed and put your lips to hers. Even though you meant for it to be a small peck you weren’t complaining when she didn’t let go. In the back of your mind, you heard the boat motor getting closer but you just ignored it. Letting go of Anna’s hand you slid them up to her neck and felt her encircling her hands around your waist. The boat motor got super close to the dock that you were standing on before you heard it stop. You continued to kiss her until you heard it. The very small clearing of a throat. At first, you thought it was just some old kook woman who came to grab her fish sense it couldn’t be delivered to her today. You broke away looking around to see who decided to make it their business who you macked on and prepared to flip them off before going back to talking to Anna for a few more minutes before she had to head back. Seeing no one you went back to look at Anna when you made eye contact with your brother. Your smile dropped immediately. You wanted to look back at her and act like nothing was wrong, really you did. But you felt you just couldn’t face her right now and act like nothing was wrong. Not only did your brother’s entire friend group just see you kissing her you felt like she wasn’t just your secret anymore. Like she was some lost kook princess that you could just hide away in a tower and keep to yourself forever. “I need to go” you mumbled looking at the ground. “What?” She asked trying to get you to look at her. “I said, I need to go. I’ll text you later,” you replied still looking at the ground. “Oh, okay,” she frowned, “See you around, I guess”. She turned around, looking hurt. You avoided eye contact with the four pairs of eyes that were staring you while you pulled your phone and headphones out of your backpack. “Hey wait, (y/n) why don’t you just hop in here and we can talk about it?” You heard Kei say to you. Ignoring her, you turned the volume all the way up and put your phone back into the backpack before giving an aggressive push against the ground. Navigating yourself around people on the sidewalk you made it onto the main road leading to the chateau in record time. You needed to make it back before them so you could avoid all contact.

 Seeing the familiar gravel and grass combination that made up the driveway you jumped off and hoisted your longboard under your arm. Running up the steps and pulling open the door before twisting the door nob and shoving open the door. Flying down the hall you came to a stop in front of your room door. Opening and closing the door you locked it before dropping your longboard in its normal spot and tossing the backpack onto the bed. You kicked off your shoes and placed them in your closet. You texted a quick explanation and apology to Anna. Not bothering to see if she replied you flopped onto the bed. You felt the first tear slip down your cheek and it wasn’t long before you tasted to salt too. A few minutes later you were sobbing. 

[antpernas]

12/28/20

Today was a VERYYY eventful day!

So, when I woke up around 6:00 AM, I browsed on my phone for a few minutes until I had the energy to get up. When I did, I noticed that some of our family friends from the night before had stayed over! I didn’t want to wake anyone up too early, so I went back into my room and killed time until about 7:00 AM. When the sun was up and I felt it was about appropriate, I started making everyone coffee and breakfast. Unfortunately, they were in a hurry and ended up leaving before getting the chance to eat, but I served my parents and my brother and we all ate good!

(Sidebar, one of the people who stayed the night was my friend’s grandma, and when she woke up she went straight to the bathroom. This would be pretty ordinary if not for the fact that she farted like 20 times in the minute it took her to walk from the couch to the bathroom. I just about died laughing.)

After that, I did the dishes while my mom was getting ready for work. When I finished that, I did my facecare, packed my bag, and got ready to head to my mom to help her with some deliveries. I also made sure I had a change of clothes since I had plans to play tennis with someone later.

At the pharmacy, I took some cute pics of my fit (the ones I posted earlier), and did some work on my laptop while I was waiting for her to get the medicines ready. Once she got them, I packed up and delivered the medicines. I’m a little annoyed with myself because I took them in the wrong order and ended up having to double back the way I came, but it worked out because I ended up going to a nursery to buy my friend some plants after I took the second medicine!

The nursery was adorable (as always) and, of course, had SO many plants! I called my friend to let her see what was around so I could get an idea of what she’d like. I probably spent about an hour or so picking out the plants and pots. While I was there, the guy I was hoping to play tennis with cancelled on our plans, but it worked out since now I wasn’t in any rush to get to the courts! After I bought the plants, I loaded them into my car (no easy task) and drove home. 

(Sidebar, having the plants in my car kind of made me wish there were a way to permanently adorn cars with plants! Seeing the light so brightly bounce off the leaves of the alocasia... Gorgeous.)

When I got home, I unloaded the plants I bought my friend and made a mental note to burn all the shit I had piled in my car. Once I was inside, I changed into the sporty clothes I grabbed earlier, just to take advantage of the fact that I was home. I also grabbed my MIDI cable that I had left, as well as my other bag, which had a cuter beach outfit in case I decided to go after. (I forgot a towel though, oops!)

Once I was ready, I headed out to West Palm to practice at the courts there. I figured I could 1) at the very least still get some practice in, since I want to get more into playing tennis, and 2) had better chances of finding some stranger to play with in downtown than in Loxahatchee. 

Practice itself was pretty cool! I learned that any skill I might have had with tennis has pretty much flown out the window and directly into a sewage drain. I spent just about the entire time I was there trying to perfect my serve, to little avail. It started raining at some point, which was annoying... However, I did manage to figure out how to consistently get the ball over the net and into the service box by the end of it! Just, not with much power. I also ended up rallying with this really sweet guy who was waiting for his dad. I felt bad, since I sucked, but I think it was fun!

Once I finished there, I went to downtown to get some coffee. I (surprisingly) payed for parking at a little meter (I downloaded the app and everything!), then walked about a block to Subculture, a place I haven’t been in FOREVER! They were doing some renovation, which was cool to see since the last time I’d visited was before I had left for Hawaii. I bought a cute little merch shirt and an iced chai.

Once I finished there, I went back to my car and downed my coffee. I decided to go to Palm Beach for a bit, just to walk on the sand. That went out the window after I dared myself to swim in the water no matter how cold it was. It was very cold. But worth it!

Once I finished there, I started on my way home. As I was getting off the exit from the highway, though, I noticed a car wash that I hadn’t ever noticed before; it’d always been there, I’d just never payed it any attention. I decided to go in and WOW what a great decision!

So first and foremost, the car wash itself was amazing. I’m not sure why it had never occurred to me to go to an ACTUAL car wash to get my car cleaned as opposed to using the cheapy shit one attached to the gas station somewhat close to my house. This thing FINALLY scrubbed all the dead bugs off my bumper, those things had been there since my trip to Atlanta! My car was sparkling!

The other thing that I absolutely ADORED was that they have these really strong vacuum stations free for use after you get your car washed! When I tell you I deep cleaned the SHIT out of my car. I threw away all the trash, vacuumed all the seats and carpets, and even finally got all the dirt out of my trunk from when I had taken my second set of plants home and they fell over while I was driving. That was like three months ago!!! They also had towels and spray bottles, which wasn’t a big deal, but it was nice to finally get the fingerprints off the inside of my windshield. All of that combined is making me consider getting a monthly membership there, just so I can make a habit of cleaning my car.

This is where it got super interesting. On the way home I checked my OnlyFans messages and saw that I had a new message from a guy who had offered to be my sugar daddy a few months ago. At this point, I have nothing to lose, so I messaged him back over iMessages and we started chatting. He turned out to be really cool and told me his terms/rules, and I’m not entirely opposed?? And then he sent me a selfie and he’s super attractive and not even that much older than me?? And he’s SUPER generous?? I’m not going to lie, I’m still going to need to get used to the idea of being a sugar baby; I feel inherently guilty in taking his money, or making him feel like the only reason I want to interact with him is his money, even if he offered, but fuck! It’s actually a REALLY great deal, and from the way he layed it out, this is going to be a more stable and fulfilling relationship than all of the courtships I’ve pursued in the last year COMBINED.

When I got home, we facetimed and hammered out the details, and made it “official,” or at least agreed to give it a try. I sent him a bunch of pics and videos, and a cute little introduction video, and he was really sweet and complimented me a bunch for each thing I sent. I’m really excited to see where it goes!

After all that, I had dinner, showered (finally getting all that seawater off me), did my facecare, and hopped into bed. I just finished setting my jewelry order appointment at a piercing shop (that I’m SUPER excited to go see) and getting a list of the jewelry I’m thinking to eventually get! After that, I checked my emails, and now I’m writing this. And that was my day!

OK, I’m gonna knock out now! Good night, I love you, be safe, and sweet dreams!

[yurtletheturtlehenderson]

S.T. REWRITE - S2:E2; Chapter Two, Trick or Treat, Freak - [Pt. 1]

A Will Byers x Reader Series

After Will sees something terrible on trick-or-treat night, Mike wonders whether Eleven’s still out there. Tensions grow between Y/n and Mike as does their concern for Will.

||3rd Person POV||

The smell of french toast wafted through the cabin as it sizzled on the frying pan. Hopper glances over his shoulder to see a small figure standing stiff with a white sheet draped over it and two eye holes cut out. The unexpected sight had startled the man.

"Oh, Jesus!"

"Ghost." El stated from under the sheet.

"Yeah, I see that." He said.

Hopper brought the frying pan of french toast over to the counter to serve.

"Halloween."

"Sure is. But now, it's breakfast, okay? Come on, let's eat."

"They wouldn't see me." She said softly, grabbing the man's attention as he brought the food to the table.

"Who wouldn't see you?"

"The bad men."

"What are you talking about?" He said, taking a seat.

"Trick or treat."

He turned to look at her. "You want to go trick-or-treating?"

She stood in silence, confirming his fears.

He frowned and stood up. "You know the rules."

"Yes, but-"

"Yeah, so you know the answer." Hopper softly grabbed her by the shoulders and guided her backwards as he spoke.

"No, but they wouldn't see me." El protested.

"No. Hey. I don't care."

"But they wouldn't see me."

"I don't care, alright?" His voice rose slightly as he bent down to her level. "You go out there, ghost or not, it's a risk. We don't take risks. All right? They're stupid, and..."

"We're not stupid!" She growled.

"Exactly."

"Now, you take that off, sit down and eat. You're food's getting cold."

With a pout on her face, El ripped the sheet off her head, letting it fall to the ground. She let her small body collapse in the chair across from Hopper and she stared at the floor sadly.

Hopper noticed the longing in El, and he felt the remorse and guilt creeping in. He finished pouring syrup on both of their plates and sighed, head leaning against his palm as he rubbed his face.

"All right, look... how about I get off early tonight, and I buy us a bunch of candy, and we can sit around and get fat, and we watch a scary movie together."

"How's that for a compromise?"

The young girl gave him a puzzled look and the foreign word.

"Co-Compromise?"

"C-O-M-promise. Compromise. How about that's your word for the day? Yeah? It's something that's in-between. It's like halfway happy."

"By, 5-1-5?" She asked hopefully.

He nodded his head. "5:15. Yeah, sure."

She looked down at her lap and then back at him. "Promise?"

He leaned forward, looking her in the eye and nodding his head firmly. "Yes. I promise.

She lightly shrugged her shoulders. "Halfway happy."

She grabbed her fork and began eating. Hopper smiled at her softly and leaned forward and ruffled her curly hair, bringing out a light chuckle from El.

The two fell into a comfortable silence for the rest of the morning. El tried desperately to enjoy the company while it lasted, knowing in just a few short hours she would be left alone with her thoughts once more.

+++

"Will? Come on, honey, up and at 'em." Joyce Byers stops at the end of the hall and she can feel her stomach plunge as she see finds her youngest son's room empty.

"Will?"

The dreaded sense of dejavu creeps in and she rushes to the end of the hall where Jonathan is making breakfast.

"Jonathan?"

"Yeah?"

"Where's Will?"

"What?"

"Where's Will?"

"He's not in his room?"

"No."

Suddenly there was a small clank that came from the bathroom.

Joyce rushed to the door in a panic, her heart pounding. She threw the door open to find Will standing in front of an open toilet.

"Will?"

"What are you doing?" Her voice came out in a shaky matter as she tried to calm her racing heart.

Will stood there in confusion and he gestured to the toilet. "Peeing?"

"Okay." She breathed out a chuckle and a sigh of relief as she left and closed the door behind her, hearing the sound of the toilet flushing.

***

"Okay..." Joyce had just helped Will into his Ghostbusters jumpsuit.

She reached for the homemade proton pack that rested on his bed, and helped the device onto his back. "Let's get this...on."

"Oh! You need some tape. Hold on." She let go of the loose wire that hung lazily from his pack and walked quickly towards his desk.

Grabbing a piece of tape, she couldn't help but notice a drawing that stuck out to her. It was barely peeking out from under piles of other drawings but she grabbed in and fears began returning.

It was unlike the others. It was extremely detailed, and black white which she noted he almost never did. The landscape was familiar, but she couldn't quite put a finger on it. The most unsettling part of course, was the large looming figure that took center stage. It reminded her of spider the way it stood and everything in it's path was shadowed, although she could tell, it wasn't from the swarm of thunder clouds but the monster itself.

It chilled her. She turned to Will. "What's this?"

Will seemed taken aback, but he quickly recovered.

"Nothing." He started to shift on his feet.

"Did you have another episode?"

"No, it's just, um... a sketch for a story I'm writing."

Joyce sighed, discarding the drawing wanting so badly for that to be true, so did believed it.

+++

"Three, two, one..."

"Great. Hold up the photo blaster."

Jonathan snapped another picture of his brother, Will gleaming in his suit as Jonathan continued to instruct him. Their mother was watching giddily as she smiled at her youngest son. The question she'd been dying to ask on the tip of her tongue.

"All right, now turn to light."

Will did just that, aiming his proton blaster towards a spot on the wall across the room.

"So," Joyce drawled. "[Y/N]'s coming over tonight before hand so we can grab some pictures of you two, right?"

Will felt a blush creep up.

"Mom," Will protested, his smile betraying him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," she threw her hands up in surrender but persisted in asking more questions. "So, she is going as...?"

"Janine," Will mumbled, as Jonathan snapped another picture.

"Right, right..." Joyce winced. "And she is...?"

"The receptionist and confidant-"

"Spengler's girlfriend..." Jonathan answered, the mischievous grin of an older brother plastered on his face.

Will felt a blush creep all the way up from his neck, Jonathan took this opportunity to "accidentally" get a picture of his flustered younger brother.

"Jonathan!" Laughed Will.

"What? It's so obvious, and hey, you guys are the ones who chose the costumes."

"It's a coincidence..." He mumbled.

Jonathan and Joyce smirked as Will tried to regain his composure, acting as if the exchange hadn't completely flustered him.

Which it did.

||Reader's POV||

"Oh! Let me see those pearls! Yeah! [Y/N], you almost ready?"

"Coming mom!"

I adjusted the big pair of glasses on my head and slipped on the red sweater vest, completing the outfit. On my way out of my room, I grabbed my first piece of gum out of my pocket stash and popping it in my mouth. The plaid shirt we found worked perfectly for Janine, I was so glad we were able to find everything in time.

I ran back out the hall and my mom greeted me with a squeal.

"Oh! You two look so good, get in there with your brother, honey."

We got a few nice pictures in, Dustin had his ghost trap, it it quite impressive, I must admit.

The last photo consisted of Dustin proudly holding up his ghost trap, while I chose to be in character. I had my back turned to him, my arms folded and in the middle of blowing a bubble as I casually roll my eyes.

***

"Na na na Na na Na"

We had just pulled into school on our bikes, and we all parked them on the bike rack. I silently counted myself lucky that I didn't have to lug a giant proton pack on my shoulders all day.

We all finished the anthem with "Who you gonna call?". It was then that I heard q familiar voice call "Ghostbusters!"

I turned around to see Will in his costume, it looked great.

"Hey, Spengler!"

"Egon! Looking sharp!" I beamed, greeting him with a quick hug.

"Janine! Venkman!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," Mike frowned, gesturing to Lucas's name tag.

"What?" Lucas asked.

"Why are you Venkman?"

"Because I'm Venkman." Lucas shrugged.

"No, I'm Venkman."

"Why can't there just be two Venkmans?" Will asked, and I nodded looking to the boys.

"Because there's only one Venkman in real life. We planned this months ago." Mike snapped.

"Mike, calm down. It's alright,"

"I'm Venkman, Dustin's Stantz, Will is Egon, you're obviously Janine, and you're Winston." He finished, pointing at Lucas.

"I specifically didn't agree to Winston." Lucas said.

"Yes, you did!"

"I don't think he did." I said gently.

"No one wants to be Winston, man."

"What's wrong with Winston?"

"What's wrong with Winston? He joined the team super late, he's not funny, and he's not even a scientist!"

"Yeah, but he's still cool." Mike argued.

"If he's cool, then you be Winston."

"I can't!"

"Why not?"

Mike started to stutter, "Because..."

We all fell quiet as the argument got bad quickly.

"Because you're not black?" Lucas finished.

"I didn't say that!"

"You thought it."

I took a deep breath as they continued fighting. However, something clicked in my head as I looked around the school.

"Oh, no."

I nudged Dustin as I continued to look around, dread and regret creeping in.

Dustin looked to me and then around, realizing the same awful fact.

"Guys..." Dustin mumbled.

"Guys!" I finally snapped, grabbing their attention.

The other three fell silent and we all watched in horror as everyone got off the bus. In regular clothes.

"Why is no else wearing costumes?"

"Well, shit."

+++

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Dragon Ball Z 200

So we’re finally in the last leg of DBZ.   The previous episode offered a glimpse of it, but Episode 200 is where we get to see the whole thing.   Starting with this episode, the OP was changed to "We Gotta Power”, complete with a new animation focusing on Gohan as an 18-year-old high school student.    The implication was that Gohan was taking over the role of the main character due to Goku’s absence, but that idea didn’t last very long, if that was ever really the idea at all.   

For the next dozen or so episodes, though, Gohan is definitely the protagonist.   Seven years after the Cell Games, he’s enrolled in a brick-and-mortar school.   This is never fully explained beyond Chi-Chi’s belief that his home schooling curriculum was no longer enough.    What changed?   Did Chi-Chi want him to socialize more?  Or were there no correspondence courses left for him to tackle?   

The reason I bring this up is because there was a very good reason for home-schooling Gohan: the nearest classroom is hundreds of miles away in Orange City.    It’s a quick commute for Gohan on his father’s Kinto’un, but it’s still a long way to go for a diploma that Gohan’s only a few months away from earning anyway.  

Oh, and it’s not Orange City anymore.    This is it’s first appearance, but this is Mr. Satan’s hometown, and in honor of his glorious victory over Cell, the citizens renamed the place “Satan City.”

You’d think a town famous for being the home of a world-saving hero would be light on crime, but actually no.    Satan City is riddled with crooks.   Pretty brazen ones too.    I can’t tell if the crooks in this arc are just nuttier than usual, or if this standard Dragon Ball hyperbole.  

Gohan’s been here a couple times before to set up his enrollment in the school, and he’s run into criminals every time he’s been here.    It’s to the point where he’s more annoyed than disturbed.  

So he foils these guys’ bank robbery, but to avoid unwanted attention, he turns into a Super Saiyan first, figuring the transformation will disguise him.   He does the cool spot where he catches and crushes all the bullets they shoot at him...

Then he wrecks their getaway car with a ki wave.  Once they’re down, he changes back to normal and acts like another innocent bystander.   Then this girl shows up and demands to know who did all of this.

One guy in the crowd recognizes her as Videl, and he tells her that the guy who stopped the crooks was wearing an Orange Star badge, signifying that he’s a student at Orange Star High School...

...Just like Videl.

Speaking of school, it’s almost time for it to start, to Videl goes to class and starts asking around about the “Golden Warrior”, which is the unofficial name Gohan has earned for his vigilante activities.   

On the left we have Sharpner, who’s some sort of jock, and he’s got blonde hair, so Videl figures he’s as likely a suspect as she’s going to find.    But Sharpner’s too busy training for sports to do any crimefighting.   On the right is Erasa, who’s also blonde, but Videl never bothers asking her.   

Then Gohan shows up, and the teacher introduces him to the class.     People can say that Gohan didn’t do anything during the seven year gap, but this teacher knows what’s up.   Perfect scores on several subjects.    Gohan was plenty busy all those years.   

Erasa invites Gohan to sit with her because she finds him cute.   She also informs Gohan that Videl is the daughter of Mr. Satan.    Videl recognizes Gohan as the kid she saw at the bank robbery, but doesn’t connect him to the Golden Warrior.... yet.    Erasa tells Gohan about the Golden Warrior, and he realizes that his disguise has backfired.    Too many people have seen him fighting crime here, and if he’s not careful someone will figure out that it’s him.

What threw me off watching this in Japanese was when this teacher started speaking.    In the dub, she has a thick German accent, and it’s an English class, but it’s an English class for English speakers, so she’s talking about prepositions or some crap like that.    In Japanese, she’s teaching a foreign language course, so she reads English out of a book.    So for a hot minute this lady speaks English, and she sounds really fluent, which really took me out of the story for a second.   

But the gag here is that these kids are all having a side conversation during the lesson.    Videl’s friends are satisfied that Gohan’s not blonde enough to be the Golden Warrior, but Videl isn’t so sure, since his outfit matches the description, and she’s heard of fighters who could change their hair color, because her father encountered Super Saiyans at the Cell Games.    But her dad dismissed this as a trick, so she’s not sure what to make of it.  

So the point of all of this is that Gohan is trying to make a life for himself in peacetime, and he’s convinced that he can’t reveal his true strength around anyone, which is why he doesn’t want anyone to connect him with this Golden Warrior business.    But he’s too clueless to avoid slipping up in other ways, like when Erasa asks him where he lives, and he tells her he’s from a village hundreds of miles away. 

This English lesson also serves as a way to reintroduce Mr. Satan to the story, since the textbooks feature him.   Gohan reads aloud how Mr. Satan won the 24th Tenkaichi Budokai, and I think this is the first mention of this.   Prior to this episode, Mr. Satan was said to be a combat sports champion, but it was never specified just what competition he had won to earn the title.   Also, everyone kept acting like the 23rd Budokai was the last one.   I suppose it’s possible that the 24th tournament could have been held after the Cell Games, but I think it’s commonly accepted that it happened before the Cell Sagas, and Mr. Satan’s world championship accolade was in reference to that victory.  

Anyway, here’s the champ sneezing in his dojo.    See, there’s this superstition in Japan where if you sneeze, someone must be talking about you somewhere, so whenever Mr. Satan sneezes, he observes that this must be true, because he’s so famous.  

Never mind that shit!   Here comes Freddie Mercury!    I’m pretty sure this was unintentional but you never know.   I don’t much care because HOLY SHIT THIS GUY LOOKS JUST LIKE FREDDIE MERCURY AND IT’S AWESOME.  

What makes this so great is how there’s absolutely no self-awareness to it.   The dub of Dragon Ball Kai seemed to play with the idea a little, but there’s only so much you can do, since this character is a no-nonsense gym coach making these kids play baseball.    And that’s perfect, honestly.    If there were a bunch of Queen references worked into this scene to beat you over the head with it, it would be dumb, but as it is there’s really no way to tell if this is a coindidence.   

During the game, Gohan resolves to hold back his true strength, since Chi-Chi and Bulma warned him that it might cause trouble if people knew the truth.    That’s kind of sad, actually.    It’s not until we get to this episode that we realize that Gohan hasn’t had much of a normal life.   To him, fighting super-battles is pretty typical, and he really doesn’t know how to even pretend to be a regular guy, no matter how badly he wants to fit in.  

But it’s also kind of sad because he is half-Saiyan, and while he was raised as an Earthling, he really doesn’t have a way to express that aspect of himself.   This is where Goku’s absence is most sorely felt.    Yeah, Gohan can manage without him, and he can get through school somehow, but you’d figure it’d be nice if he could go home and his orange space dad could tousle his hair and then they’d horse around in the woods until dinnertime.

Anyway, Gohan’s so determined to keep his strength a secret, but when he goes to catch a fly ball, he ends up floating in midair while he decides what to do with it.

Then he throws to the catcher, and he’s so thrilled that he didn’t kill the guy that he doesn’t realize that he jumped like fifteen feet in the air a minute ago.

Also, Gohan knows nothing of baseball, but that’s fine in my book.   Baseball is the fucking worst.   He stands on the opposite side of the plate from the way he’s going to swing, but Coach Mercury doesn’t mind.    Gohan can swing any way he likes in this class.

But Gohan’s plan is not to swing at all, since he’s concerned that he’ll hit the ball too hard and expose his secrets.    But Sharpner throws a fastball at his head, thinking it’ll give Gohan a scare.     Trouble is, Gohan doesn’t even try to dodge it, probably because he doesn’t see it as a threat.    So he gets hit in the damn face with a baseball and just no-sells it.  

But Gohan’s thrilled because this means he can go to first base without having to hit the ball.   So thrilled that he doesn’t notice how shocked everyone is.   

EVEN FREDDIE MERCURY IS AFRAID

Videl wonders what all of this could mean.    How could someone so goofy be so handsome... I mean strong.   Strong.    Yeah, that’stheticket.

After gym, everyone wants a piece of the Gohan pie.    Sharpner invites him to join the boxing club, since he’s stronger than he looks.   I was setting up a “Sharpner’s also thirsty for Gohan joke” just now, but now that I think about it, maybe that’s not such a silly idea after all.    I do know that Erasa’s into him, since she asks him to give her a ride home, but Gohan explains that his “car” only has room for one.  

But Videl follows him after school, and she only ever sees him on foot.    How very dreamy--suspicious!    Get ahold of yourself, Videl!

But Gohan notices her stalking him and he gives her the slip by jumping on top of a building at super speed.   “Gosh,” Gohan says, “I never realized so many people wanted to rock my bod.”

Then he flies home on the Nimbus, and to be honest I just included this screencap because I love the color scheme.   

[jinships-ideas]

BTS Run 40 - The Jin Harem

Happy (Lunar) New Year! 

(I posted this on Valentine’s / Single Awareness Day though...)

My prediction: This post won’t be that long since I didn’t notice too many harem moments. Let’s see if I’m wrong like always :D

Let’s Get It~

We start off this lunar new year with Yoonjin reaching for their face at the same time

A study on mirroring: it’s been noted that mirroring occurs when A is looking at B and is subconsciously influenced by their actions.

A study on mirroring: it’s also been said that mirroring tends to occur when A is interested in B

A & B = Yoonjin

I wonder who’s got Jinnie’s eyes on them?

Whoever that is, they are a lucky man

Ft. Tiny looking JK

Ft. Magical Boy Chim looking huge in comparison to Jk and Jin

Jk CLEARLY looking at Jinnie as he does the old spread and hug

He wants those worldwide shoulders and he wants it bad

I believe I can fly~  I believe I can touch those shoulders I think about him every night and day Spread my wings and touch away~

I spy with my pretty eyes, a fineass looking man

How about 3?

Jin’s habit of being more interested in knowing someone else’s team is once again present in this episode.

ft. Tol Jin and Smol Yoongs

I LOVE ME SOME HEIGHT DIFFERENCE

Tae looks like a giant though

Seems like yoongs is interested to know which Team Jinnie is in~

LOVE TRIANGLE TIME!!!

Yoongs and Tae collectively reaching out for Jinnie!!!

Our Worldwide handsome-him is so desirable

Jk: *pines from the back* That should be me *channels inner Justin Bieber Sunbae-nim Joonie: Bitch, HANDS OFF Chim: These Punks can’t go around touching what’s mine like that! Hobi: NUH UH. FILTHY HANDS AWAY FROM HIM ASSHOLES Tae: Let me just cop a feel of that chest  Yoongs: Ooooh his skin feels so soft!

Our man has got all the men

Tae: *GASP* HE TOUCHED ME!!!

Congrats Tae!

HE TOUCHED YOU!!!

Also, Tae just naturally went from the side to the middle, to beside Jin huh?

Tae whispers something to Jin that is muted in the episode

Please look at how his leg is lifted

Isn’t that what anime girls do when they are love struck?

I mean... anyone would be when beside Jin...

JK: I’m so done with your shit. Trying to get Jin’s attention by being all excessive. I’m SO DONE. Hobi: I looked so damn cool! Hyung must think that too! Jin: Watch me win this punk in rock-paper-scissors like the RPS God I am

Hobi reaching out to stroke Jin’s face

FFS HOBI! NOT IN FRONT Of THE CAMERAS!!! 

(Bless you our sweet sweet sunshine)

Tae reaching out to caress Jin’s arm

Tae: Back off bitch, don’t touch what’s not yours Yoongs: Oh yeah, do your ritual for when you are about to get smacked the fck up JK: How dare they touch MY hyung?! ONLY I CAN TOUCH HIM SO SHAMELESSLY IN FRONT OF ALL THE CAMERAS! NJ: *Save Me Plays in his head* I’m with a bunch of fools. Jin Hyung OBVIOUSLY only wants me Chim: All these losers vying for Jin-hyung when I’VE got his heart. Touch him while you have hands losers.

Top 10 anime betrayals

JK: Why does this hurt so much...yet feel so hot?

JK falling into the depths of shipping hell that is 2Seok

Welcome Jk, you shall NVR escape the 2Seok world

JK: Really? In front of my salad? Chim: UNACCEPTABLE! *stomps his feet cutely* Joon: OH YES! FRONT VIEW!!! Hobi: IS HE GoInG TO KISS ME?!! Jin: You have some dirt... what? Why are you all looking at me like that?

Jin WOULD be that guy that leans in super close to you, giving off the ‘action-time’ vibe and whispers: you’ve got some crumbs on your face... can I eat them?

DAMN IT JIN!

Tae- the overly clingy boyfriend that Jin Loves to pamper

SHOWER HIM WITH ALL THE LOVE AND SKINSHIP!!!

Also, I’m quite sure Jin only won RPS because Tae whispered to him what to throw out before the game commenced

Teamwork Makes the Dream Work

Taejin makes me feel things

Yoonjin cuties sitting in the back watching the others

They look like they are Bangtan’s Guardians

OR

They got time-out for being too indecent 

Jinkook are DEFINITELY the couple that does weird things 

They would also be the couple to start trends

Ok...I have a confession to make... This pic is NOT the same as the previous one. 

The previous one is edited because they were sitting much further apart and my extra ass when to edit it to make them sit closer

BUT DAMN THAT WAS UNNECESSARY OF ME

Because this pic here is NOT edited

which means 1 of them moved to sit closer to the other!!!

Yoonjin be here trying my heart

I JUST HAD TO OK?!

WHO CAN RESIST MEMEKOOK?!!

NO ONE

2 Oldest MY ASS

THEY ARE SUCH KIDS

The way Yoongi sits with his feet pointing inwards makes him look tinier and cuter than he already is!!!

*clutches heart*

Sha la la la la la My oh my Looks like the boy's too shy Ain't gonna kiss his love  

The (Magical) Boy settles for a teasing chin stroke instead!

The Joy on Chim’s face as Jin does his Body Wave

Joonie is also very amused

Jin succeeds in making 2 men fall deeper in love with him

????

Jin???

Dafuq??

Chim looking at him like nothing is wrong though...

So many dirty things I can insert here...

SO DAMN MANY

Jin on his knees = A++

I wonder who is the lucky person who gets to enjoy this sight...

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

BANGTAN OUT OF CONTEXT 

Send this photo to all of your friends who are non-bts fans (difficult to find but I know there are some out there)

offer NO explanation

Ft. Yoonjin mirrors

Ft. Perky Ass Hobi

(I low key think he maintained that position so Jin could see his booty

Ft. Camera Man Tae Tae

(He would do a much much better job than those lackluster award show ones)

Ft. Jk and Joon who are super respectful

Hobi only did this so he could get up close and personal with Jinnie~

WHO WOULDN’T?

Jk and Joonie looking on in the bg

envious

Chim’s smile as he calls out for Jin

(Without honorifics, mind you, such a brat but he’s Jin’s brat)

Jinnie looking at Chim like he is the most marvelous thing ever

(He is)

Hobi snapping Pics of Jin AGAIN

RELEASE THE PICS HOBI!!

다시 run run run 

Jinnie walks

Jinnie runs

Jinnie falls to the groud

All for Chim

The outfits and poses remind me of Avatar...

CUTIES!!!

This angle makes it look like Chim is petting Jinnie

Too bad Chim was just adjusting the tape on the floor

No on-screen petting from Jinmin but who knows what goes on behind the scenes?

They aren’t called BTS for nothing

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Chim only has eyes for Jin during this game~

Even as his hat fell, he was still focused on looking at Jin

:’)

CHIM WAS ABOUT TO CARESS JIN’S FACE

DAMN IT PD-nim!!!

WHY DID YOU HAVE TO EXPOSE TAE’S ASS RIGHT AT THIS MOMENT?!

WE ALMOST GOT CHIM CARESSING JIN’S FACE

T^T

The Pd-nim probably wants Jin all to himself

>:(

Hobi: Damn he smooth Chim: Me Gusta :D Jin: Admire my beauty Yoongs: Imma ninja my ass there to smack a little bird

(the bird is Chim)

This looks like an overly dramatic play acted out by Chim and Jin

*flashback to the utter mess that was Gayo track 14*

WHY ARE THEY LIKE THIS?!!

JUST TOUCH HIM ALREADY FOR ALL OUR SAKE!

Such a dramatic pair they are

Fcking bubs

(I use to do this whenever I said bye to one of my friends like 7 years ago... Jinmin are basically kids)

Yoongi praising Jin though!!!

ME LIKES THAT A LOT

PRAISE JIN MORE PEOPLE

FFS JUST TOUCH ALREADY 

STOP WITH THIS STAR-CROSSED LOVERS BS

Also, Chim causally touching Jin’s sleeve~

I’M SO FCKING DONE WITH JINMIN

YOU TEASE!

Also, this looks like those kung fu movies where Jin is Chim’s master (teacher... FFS Y'all are dirty)

(It’s ok. I’m dirty too :>)

Chim: *flirts aggressively* Jin: *being beautiful aggressively* Yoongs: *wants to fight Chim aggressively* Tae: *wants to charge at Jin for a backhug aggressively*

Chim complaining about how Jinnie seems to be getting further away from him...

Double meaning much?

STOP FLIRTING YOU TWO!!!

(Please NVR stop)

Chim really only has eyes for Jinnie~

LOOK AT HIS SMIRK 

CHIM YOU LITTLE PUNK

Chim imitating Jin’s pose

He really loves his hyung huh?

???

!!!

Finger hearts from HeartMan Jin for Magical Boy Chim!!!

Seriously... Jinmin’s love is just overflowing

I LOVE IT

LOOK HOW HAPPY CHIM IS !!!

LOOK HOW HAPPY JIN IS !!!

JINMIN IS FLYING 

Hobi & Jk & Joonie:  내가 웃는게 웃는게  아니야 (I’m not really laughing)

Yoonjin sticking together like glue when there’s plenty of space

Also, magically no height difference?

Could Yoongs be a Magical Boy too?

Jin’s hand on Yoongs’ shoulder 

*ugly sobs*

Chim also praises Jin’s skills at playing the game after this...

Have they played this before??

How TF does Chim know Jin is very good at Flopping down onto a mattress to create a gust?

HMMM HOW? I WONDER. HMMM

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Tae: You see this fist? It’s flying right to your face Jin: I have a pretty fist too! Yoongs: Try me bitch Chim: I don’t want to see this. Not in front of my salad

Tae helping Jin to get the clothes off

I wonder if he helps him a lot

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Cutie Tae showing off to Jin that they all got 22

(Note: 22 is kinda a thing for couples in South Korea. Couples have something called a ‘22 Day’ <two-two day> that they celebrate.)

Jin teasing Joonie for his failed attempt at the game

Namjin is definitely that couple that teases each other a shitton

NOT Jin Harem related but... WTF was Hobi doing? He touched the red clothes and recoiled at it?

Did he also punch Joonie slightly as he was walking by???

I’m genuinely curious

The sound that escaped Jin was so fcking cute??

Look at how Tae and Chim were so confused at Jin’s result!

They really thought Jin should have gotten more points!

Jin himself is confused af too 

CANDLES YOU SUCK!

Jin’s eyes were shaking as they were counting cos he was worried they would lose because of him 

XD

Emperor Tae demands a bow of apology from Jin

AND HE OBLIGES!!!

TAEJIN ARE SUCH CUTIES

Taejin kids are play-fighting with sticks and while the others are filming for the episode

WHY ARE THEY SO CUTE?!

Jin being impressed at Chim’s skill

Ways to win Jinnie’s heart: Be skillful at throwing things into a thin cannister

Jin also immediately cheers for Yoongs after this

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

This is Jin has Tae gets the second score consecutively

I sense the birth of a new meme

He looked like such a brat as he threw the slinkie

Look at him as he gets nagged by Yoongs

SUCH A CHILD

Our NICE AND KIND AND GOOD LOOKING CHILD

Cheerleader Yoongs cheering for his Favourite Hyung

Jk joined in the cheer despite Jin being on a different team!!!

(He could also just be scratching his head with the toy...but he said ‘hey hey hey’)

Yoongs cheering for Jin wholeheartedly

Only to be chided by Jin for distrubing his concentration

JIN YOU LITTLE SHIT

HOW DARE YOU NAG YOONGS FOR CHEERING YOU ON LIKE A SUPPORTIVE BOYFRIEND

I WILL FIGHT YOU JIN

(ง •̀_•́)ง

Yoongi just submissively keeps quiet

Blame your own ass if Yoongi NVR chhers for you again Jinne 

>:(

(No i’m kidding. I love naggy Jin and how he is the only one Yoongi is submissive to)

Taejin bubs are high-fiving when their opponent scored 

XD

I guess they are keeping their morale up???

Tae: *looks cool by succeeding at the game* Jin: *Waay too impressed*

JK: *looks smug AF for succeeding at the game* Jin: *again, waaay too impressed*

Tae: *I won’t lose to you punk* *proceeds to do it again and impress Jin once again*

Tae: You have just been served. You are very welcome *bows*

Jin teasing JK for his failed attempt at looking cool

He looked plenty cool already ok?

LET THE BOY LIVE

Jin: *fails and tries to get Hobi to use his method (which sucks) so he fails too* Hobi: *falls for it*

HOBI YOU ARE WHIPPED

Jimin: *enjoys the beauty and grace that is Kim Seok Jin* Yoongs: Extra points to hyung for beauty! And for existing! Jk: That’s my hyung! He’s MY hyung!! Joon: *Excited like the puppy he is* Tae: *Impressed* Hobi: *I’m standing next to him!!

Tae manages to get a high-five from Jinnie for succeeding~

Ace of the Jin team: Tae

Jinkook who has no idea what to write

Ft. a shoe

They keep becoming more similar as the days pass...

All members either clapped immediately/responded verbally to Jin’s suggestion of clapping for everyone!

Jk... don’t just look at Jin when you speak...

I know it;s hard to look away from beauty

But... your bais and love are showing too much!

He actually turns to look at Jin as he says: 

Let’s stay by each other forever from now on 

*Ugly sobs*

The 3 different stages of being bored

Jin: Slightly bored Yoongs: Bored Tae: Borderline falling asleep

Listen to Chim’s pretty words DAMN IT

Joonie. GET A HINT

Give the boy some food

That’s what you got to do to win his heart you fool!

Chim: *smirks* And that, folks, is how I got my boyfriend

Jk complains about how there’s no dumplings

He’s probably used to the one Jin makes where there is always dumplings

:’)

Chim and Tae praising Jin’s cooking, wanting the rest of the world to know only they’ve tried Jin’s cooking

Aww so clueless Joon DID give his food to Jin

:’)

Ah-Hope <아홉> you guys enjoyed~

Until Next time~

[hellzyeahthewebwieldingavenger]

I am genuinely concerned that comic book youtubers are going to create a GamerGate situation where there are extremists who poison the mass perception of people who criticise comic books or certain decisions in general.

 Like I have genuine problems with Amadeus Cho and Jane Foster being Hulk and Thor and I think Riri Williams and Miles Morales are bad characters (the latter being especially saddening because, unlike Riri, he had a strong initial concept powering him). I think Sam as Captain America was creatively problematic and that Marvel have been pulling the replacement hero thing for social/political reasons (and probably not sincere ones at that) as opposed to genuine creative ones. Similarly I think the America book is a lame super hero comic book and Gabby Rivera isn’t a strong super hero comic book writer. Similarly I think Marvel’s modern editors and assistant editors really do tend to suck at their jobs right now.

 But my rationales for all of those things honestly don’t have much crossover with certain Youtube comic book commentators (I’m sure you’ve all seen the kind) and I actually disagree and believe in a lot of other types of characters and directions cut from the same kinds of cloths as those above examples.

 I think Ice Man being gay made a certain amount of sense with his history and if you did have to pick a classical character to reveal as in the closet he was one of the best choices for it. We are in a position where Bobby could legitimately be given a strong romantic storyline and an iconic (for him, not necessarily within Marvel as a whole) love interest. I mean before Bendis had Jean out Bobby who honestly knew or cared who Bobby’s (comic book, not movie) love interests were? Hardly anybody aside from hardcore X-Men fans and most of them would argue Polaris was really the big one for Bobby. But at the same time most of them shipped Polaris with Havok anyway so what did that matter?

  I’ve said numerous times before Kamala Khan is the best new superhero character to come out of Marvel in the last 20 years. My problems with her series stem from the decompression alongside the fact that I don’t think her villain pool has been managed as well as it needs to be to enable her to last long term.

 Carol becoming Captain Marvel is something I find profoundly organic and logical, a brilliant stroke of character development that makes use of an iconic title by giving it to an iconic character who truly has claim to it. Look to me Carol’s outfit is always going to be the Ms Marvel outfit she wore for decades but at the same time to me Carol’s codename will always be Warbird, not Ms Marvel or Captain Marvel. I’m just from that generation.

 I think the general idea of temporarily having a black person become Captain America is interesting and understand the logic of making it Sam but at the same time I think the book never fulfilled it’s potential and ultimately Issiah Bradely or even Patriot would’ve been a much more interesting choice. But at the end of the day I cannot accept the creative bankruptcy of replacing Steve for the THIRD time and doing it the SECOND time in less than 10 years.

 I like Jane Foster’s Thor outfit, there are moments and aspects to her stories I find interesting but the way the series went about it overly denigrated the real Thor (and yes I will call him the real Thor, it is literally his name and he is supposed to be the actual figure from Norse mythology). I mean he was literally called out as ‘unworthy’ and the reason for his unworthiness made no sense at all. He realizes the Gods are assholes so he loses his worthiness. That isn’t how the hammer works, it’s just a binary ‘you are worthy or you are not’. Conviction in your personal beliefs doesn’t matter or else countless bad guys would be able to lift the hammer too. Additionally there were times where he narrative divulged into cheap, shallow in-universe attempts to ‘comment’ on the backlash against the concept. The Absorbing Man was at least somewhat exaggerating the complaints over a female Thor and at least dabbling in strawman arguments whilst Titania’s solidarity with Foster because she was stepping into the role of a man was utter out of character nonsense considering Titania’s arch nemesis is SHE Hulk. Jane consequently knocking out someone who’d surrendered was also ill considered. And I also cannot get over how we’ve been here before. Beta Ray Bill and Thunderstrike are testament to that. Once again creative bankruptcy.

 I’ve spoken countless times before how I think Miles had a good concept and still has potential but he’s been mismanaged and currently sucks shit as a character and how Marvel and certain fans and certain media outlets building him up as the best thing since sliced bread (or at least as great as Peter Parker) is profoundly unearned.

 I think the quality of editing at Marvel has clearly gone down hill but unless there really is some weird ass super Secret Empire conspiracy wherein Marvel went hardcore into hiring people because of their gender regardless of their qualifications, I don’t think the reason for that decline in quality is due to some (but far from all) of the editors and assistant editors being women. Frankly Steve Wacker is/was a major editorial player for awhile and his only legitimate qualification for being a Spider-Man editor was he could get the product on the shelves on time. The editing present in that product and their overall quality was shit 99% of the time. The guy lacked sufficient knowledge, passion or understanding of the character to really edit Spider-Man properly. This is a guy who was an amateur stand up comedian before entering comic books and has to my knowledge zero writing experience so why the fuck he was qualified to edit anything is beyond me. Maybe the new slew of editors and assistant editors are the same bunch of unqualified morons but I don’t think that’s got much to do with their sex or gender. After all Ann Nocenti was a solid X-Men editor and Molly Lazer edited Spider-Girl which was obviously a brilliant book. And shit Jeanette Kahn was President and EIC of DC comics for over 20 years and MOST of the stuff under her tenure was baller as shit. John Byrne Superman. Frank Miller Batman. Perez Wonder Woman. Wolfman Titans. DeMatteis/Giffin JLI. Kyle Rayner Green Lantern. Vertigo. Milestone. Watchmen. Frankly she oversaw what was maybe the single best EIC tenure for DC EVER in terms of quality.

  I gave up reading Coates’ BP run because I found it dull but I think T’Challa SHOULD have a book along with Blade, Luke Cage, Shang Chi and Jessica Jones.

I think the America Chaves series was problematic as a superhero story but the times where it does focus on the normal life stuff are generally good.

I was very impressed by Spider-Gwen when she debuted and looked forward to her ongoing, even defended her debut issue until I realized the critics were ont he money and it sucked and continues to suck to this day. It’s a profoundly shallow book but it could have been great and I supported it initially hoping it would be great.

I felt the Chelsea Cain Mockingbird series had moments of poor research, mischaracterisation and disingenuousness. I am specifically talking about how in issue #3 (I think) Cain uses Bobbi as a mouthpiece to criticise the lack of female representation within superhero comics. Okay cool. But she did it by essentially pretending that there never were any in the Marvel universe, that they got no respect in-universe and that Bobbi herself was at most a teenager growing up inspired by those male heroes whom she could never be like because she was male. Except there were female heroes, they did get in-universe respect (maybe not as much as was deserved but it wasn’t like people forgot they existed) and Bobbi is clearly too old to have grown up with any of the heroes other than the WWII guys like the Invaders. 

Similarly her retconning of the Phantom Rider thing in her final issue fixed one problem but did so utterly illogically whilst opening up multiple other problems. Look I’d also retcon the Hell out of Phantom Rider gaslighting and raping Mockingbird if given the chance I hate that plotline. But Cain retconned it by just having Mockingbird say that the stuff we have clear on the page evidence of didn’t actually happen. She was saying the colour blue is the colour red and always had been but it wasn’t. And Cain’s new spin on that Phantom Rider thing essentially threw Hawkeye under the bus by making him profoundly insecure and an asshole, because he’d rather believe his wife was raped rather than she cheated on him. Not to mention if Cain’s story is to be believed Mockingbird let the man she was sleeping with die for exactly no reason. There were other times during Cain’s run where I felt she was mischaracterizing some people or else was being too on the nose about stuff. 

But there were other times I thought the series was really funny, really action packed, i generally loved the pacing and I felt when it did cut more realistic (like the first issue when Bobbi is having a health check up) or in issue #3 when it was discussing the psychology of a sixth grade girl (even though said girl’s story had insufficient resolution, like did she go to jail or what?) it was incredibly refreshing. Truth be told a lot of the stuff in that series writing wise becomes easier to understand when you realize it’s partially a zany comedy and not really taking itself too seriously nor is it asking you to do the same, which is starkly different to say Spider-Gwen’s approach wherein it is playing stuff seriously but there is arbitrarily zany shit thrown in for the sake of it.

 I think Laura becoming Logan’s successor makes sense but it doesn’t mean it’s okay to just axe off Logan because he’s broken. FIX him and then down the line replace him. Laura’s book as is frankly just...an okay X-23 book with a new costume. I never cared for Laura outside of X-Men Evolution or the Logan movie (where she was more endearing) anyway.

 I didn’t agree with the female exclusive screenings of the Wonder Woman film but I also felt Zeus’s involvement in her origin was an unacceptable compromising of the specific feminist ideas and messages Wonder Woman was supposed to represent. I felt the same way about Azzarello’s run on the character which is where the Zeus origin came from and was happy Greg Rucka tried to fix that in his 2016 run.

 I’ve said before a poc actor playing Peter Parker is fine and dandy in my book and I was very open to Zendaya possibly playing Mary Jane (until I saw the movie...ugh...). My only concerns were in a significant way having the characters change to reflect the realities of them now being poc.

 I’ve suggested some basic ideas on how to maybe get more representation in Marvel and DC, including for queer, Trans and mentally ill characters and as I’ve seen it I’ve called shit out I found to be racist, sexist, homophobic, etc, e.g. I was disgusted by Civil War II killing off Rhodey and called out the way Cindy Moon was initially handled by Slott. And my frequent lambasting of MJ’s depiction under Slott (especially in Superior #2) should I hope by this point go without saying.

 So yeah my views don’t line up with those of Diversity and Comics but nor do they line up with those of ComicsAlliance and their hordes either. But because of people like the former people like the latter are going to broadbrush label and demonize people like me. People who might SEEM like we agree with guys like D&C but actually we’re coming at it from a very different angle and we don’t actually agree with their rationales 99% of the time.

 But in the times we live in right now nuance is apparently as dead as Batman’s parents.

 Frankly as I get older I guess I see myself socially/politically speaking being more of a moderate when it comes to comic books...and right now that feels like a profoundly lonely place to be.

[eternaltchotchke]

Aight and here's all the shit I got plus all the badges I could find for the years I've been to Sabo. 

I'll put a read more about like. Everything because I admittedly wanna talk about it, like Sabo as a whole because like I said in my last post, I think that's gonna be the last Saboten I'm going to...at least unless I do a booth. But that's besides the point. So yeah read more if you wanna read all my nostalgia shit. Stop here if you're good, lol. I’m warning you, it’s fucking long AF.

2009: My second ever convention. I actually got to go because a friend of mine got tickets for her birthday and she invited me to go with her. I was, like, the kind of person I think her parents wanted her to be like? ‘Cause at the time I was a nerd, but I was introverted and I think they were under the impression that I was a good christian straight girl(™) and well. Lol, neither of us were. This was way before I ever tried doing cosplay, and well, technically I did a really shitty Misty at PCC that same year, but like. OMG. It was terrible. I think this was the year I did a ‘lolita?’ outfit? But really it was just me trying to be edgy. It was kind of cute, but man, I would never wear it today.

2010: So this was senior year of high school and the con was actually at the Hilton just down the street from my school. It was my third convention and I got tickets for my friend and I invited my cousin, but he got food poisoning on one of the days he was going to go, so I ended up soloing it for the rest of the weekend. I went as Miki from Shugo Chara and...it was...bad, lol. I tried making the hat, and well, it was a craftfoam hat and everything else I just kind of found around the house. I don’t remember much else from this con to be honest, just that...I went as Miki for at least one day.

2011: This was the year that I got a lot more into Hetalia. I had just graduated from high school and was still kind of...figuring myself out. I dragged an, at the time, friend there with me to a Hetalia cafe and that was fun. I think that was the first time I’d had a con squish? Crush??? The America was mega cool and ooh, I know that was also the year I went to the Eyeshine concert! I was really into Johnny Yong Bosch’s voice ‘cause I was watching Code Geass and Bleach at the time, and well. I like voice actors a whole bunch? And the concert was really cool and I still have the video I saved from it...and yeah. Good times. Actually, p great times, heh.

2012: This was the year I finally went with con friends! God, it was such a good time because for once I had people to hang out with the whole weekend. I’d met a good majority of them at the last PCC and one of the main people I remember is Maddi who’s still one of my best of best friends. There’s also Sabby and again, one of the best friends a person can ever have. We weren’t close at the time, but I do have a pic with her in it? So. She was there. And I think one of the people in it is Hanna who is an awesome person and I love her so much. She’s great like, the coolest person and dang it all, I love my friends?

And then there are a lot of people that I hung out with at the time that...admittedly, I want to forget. One of them, I hate so very very much. Because they were a toxic person and terrible to my best friends and fuck, I wish I had actually stood up for my friends when I was younger and called out some of the shit they pulled because I should have. But. Well. Hindsight...and then the other? Well, I don’t hate but...I guess thinking back on things? It’s awkward and I was awkward and man, that was a...time. I see ‘em sometimes and it’s like, sweet bajeebus you haven’t changed at all.

There was a lot of shit that happened on the last day and like, one of it was there was a panel that didn’t go well and then the other was someone was kinda mega rude to a friend? And while yeah I understand their stance on things, they said things in a rude way that just...could’ve been said a lot better or at least in a kinder way.

But as a sidenote, that was the year I got Laboon! And I still have him, and I still love him. He’s a good whale.

2013: ...this was...the year of kind of an end to some things. But, the beginning of some really REALLY great things. This was the year I became really good friends with Jed, who is like, one of the best of best friends a person could have. He’s such a cool dude, and nerd, but also cool and I might not say it often enough but I’m really lucky to have become his friend. I gotta say that for all my friends, especially Sabby, Maddi, and Jed. I love y’all so much and really, I can’t imagine what my life would be like without y’all?

Anyway, this was the most stressful con I had ever been to. Admittedly? The first day was p good, I went as Cecil (here we go, Cecil version 1 lol) and Jed was Carlos and we had a good time all around. Theeeen Twitter ‘cause at the time, there was a lot of like...sonas for the websites and I was like, I have all that, I’ll be twitter! ...but I ended up having to wait a….long time for my friends to arrive and god, there was just...nothing but drama that day. It was not good.

Day 3 was 1000% better because me and Jed went back to Cecil and Carlos and all around that was just a dang good time. I think someone had actually told me that I was their headcanon Cecil? Which like. Literally made everything that weekend so much better because I was using my real hair (which at the time was sort of long) and I played up my brown skin. There were quite a few other Cecils, but from what I could remember, most of them were the blond white ones and that kind of helped me stand out.

Oh, and that was the first year we attempted flower crowns! Well, I tried, I literally got two garlands of roses and wrapped them around each other. We lost them on the first day, but another Carlos and Cecil found them, which was hilarious to me and I was really glad that happened actually, hah.

2014: HELL.

2015: --god no do you really wanna know about 2014? Okay one sec.

2014: So. I didn’t wanna pay for a ticket. I REALLY didn’t wanna pay for a ticket because also I was flat broke and honestly cons were so far out my price range at the time I shouldn’t have done it.

I did it anyway.

So 2014 was the year of volunteering and doing panels. It was also the first year we did a photo shoot, which was really fun and Maddi’s and Sabby’s were great. I still do love the ones we did for me and Jed, but there was something really nice and bright about the X-Ray and Vav stuff. To be completely honest? I don’t remember much like, for specifics of the con, just that we did panels and that I met a p cool Garrus cosplayer (who still cosplayed the same Garrus at PCC this year, and from the looks of it, it didn’t seem he made it at all more comfortable and I was like, DUDE. MAKE IT SO YOU CAN FREAKING SIT HOLY FUCK).

I’ve admittedly been going back through all my social media accounts to see if anything could jog my memory, and the only thing I remember clearly was that someone thought I was master chef in my Geoff cosplay and that was funny to me.

...I was also apparently America for a day. Which was p alright because I was admittedly a dang great America. Funny story, the only reason I know I was America was because someone from my past recognized us and snapped a pic. I’m like, looking at it and it’s just so funny to me that it turned out as good as it was for like, a really quick throw together thing.

2015: SHIT I HAD TO GO BACK TO MY OLD SHIT TO SEE WHAT THE HELL I WAS AND I FORGOT I THREW TOGETHER A CASUAL!DORIAN FOR THAT. Good fucking god, that’s hilarious, I was always somehow left tiddy commitee...even though it was a v casual Dorian, I guess I just had the right amount of hair for it, lol.

Also, it was the year that we did a panel for the Ladies of Hetalia and then we also did a Youtuber Let’s Players panel with prizes and I only remember spending the night before making those prizes, but the one that everyone really loved was the Geoff picture, which also was a fucking pain in the ass to make because would you be surprised that that picture was really hard to find a good enough quality one to print out? The best thing was though, that I kept running into the people who won the picture and I think some sort of cult formed around it. I’m not sure. I worry for that picture frame sometimes…

I think that was also the last time I cosplayed Cecil. Sabby was my Dana, which I mega appreciate her for, and I took a lot of liberties on my outfit...and based it much more heavily on the weirdness of Cec rather than the button up and tie version that was really popular. It was more fun just to do a Cecil cosplay TBH, and I actually can’t tell if Jed was there or not? I’m also not sure if Maddi was either...uhhh, most of the stuff I can find are selfies of me and Sabby which...I’m not sure of a lot of details actually.

2016: Man, that was the year of Undertale, Dragon Age, and Hamsteak. Er. Homestook. HOMESTUCK. Also the year I got a really nice camera to take pictures with. It was really fun because I got some great pics of our God Tier outfits and I’m still p happy with my Dave cape. Special thanks to Jed for making 99% of that hood. I still owe him a fuck ton.

This was also the year that me and Sabby went to a really fun quiz panel with an awesome Mettaton who is still p dang cool. I wasn’t sure if there was another this year? I don’t think I was able to make it to it, and I know that there was just so much work put into it, I was super blown away.

I also brought back Fen one last time, and that was fun. I dabbed for a dude and that made him super happy, then I just fucked around for the rest of the con. Ooh, also there was Naruto running. Late at night because also, sometimes you just gotta be a fucking loser with your friends. We...kind of started a whole thing? And I feel a little bad looking back on it? But it was at least, at first, just me and Hanna that Naruto ran down the empty hallway to Haruka Kanata and that was just. Such a fun time.

We did another photoshoot that year too, got some legit pics for hamsteak cosplays which was awesome. Then I had a lot of fun editing them. I’d say there’s more to say for this con, but...not really. Oh, but we did spend a lot of time in the activity lounge? Which I love the activity lounge ‘cause they have crayons and hang up your drawings on the walls and I did a ‘great’ drawing of Dave and Karkat that someone took home.

2017: So here we are, eight years later. To be honest? I was actually sort of dreading this con. There was so much just...not happening and I was feeling kind of eh...and I should’ve definitely gotten more done on Gabe but I didn’t. So instead I did Boxerwatch which was still fun, and my armor actually held up really fucking well. Which I was mega happy abound.

Saturday was kind of...a time. Like, I wanted to have fun, and I know I looked cool AF? But it was so hot and humid and I was in like, three layers of clothes and craftfoam and I didn’t bring a change of clothes. Which was stupid on my part. But! Jenny lent me her hot dog costume? Which literally made my day and it turned the whole thing from an /eh day to a THIS IS THE BEST DAY EVER sort of time. I’m not gonna lie, I love wearing those mascot sort of costumes because the shenanigans you can have while wearing them. It’s just so good.

Sunday was awesome because I got to hang out with Clyde, Sam, Ray, and I met Keyboard who is p dang cool. Also, I met my hello new person quota of one, so, double accomplishment. On top of that? My armor held up ridiculously well that day and so did my shitty painted on beard and I was literally. So fucking comfortable. I know I was missing a fuck ton of things for Gabe but it worked out alright since I went with a mega casual version. I’m definitely gonna make sure I can wear that jacket anywhere I go though because I love it a bunch? And it was mega comfy. Plus I’m thinking of making the shoulder pads something permanent to the jacket so I could have my own Gabriel Reyes jacket to just. Wear and feel cool in. Well, not cool. More like fucking sweltering because also I live in AZ.

Monday was just a casual day. I think I’m coming down with something and I wasn’t gonna kill myself by wearing Hanzo so, I edged it up. I was kind of really bummed because the Eyeshine concert was cancelled and it was sort of the main thing I was looking forward to all weekend? But I think Sabo might have messed it up p badly because on the website they set it for Sunday at night, which would’ve been perfect ‘cause then all three of us could’ve gone. But the schedule moved it to Monday and I was sad ‘cause it was their farewell tour...and I kind of felt like it’d be just...one of the perfect ways to end my time going to Sabo.

And so yeah, that’s kind of it? Like, I definitely did have fun over the years, there was stress AF during some parts, but then there were some really really great times. I’ve sort of...lost a lot of interest in anime since I started going, and while I will admit, I do still enjoy watching it, I’m so choosy about what I like and what I’ll watch that a lot of the main things available at Sabo don’t interest me nearly as much. There’s one more anime cosplay I wanna do, and admittedly it’d be really freaking easy to pull off...just gotta get the stuff. But other than that single cosplay, I just...I would like to focus on different things. Plus, it’s just so hard to get stuff together because of the timing of it all. Working as a teaching assistant means that I have very little time during those weeks leading up to the con to do anything. The week before was kind of hell, as I had to stay on campus until at least 5:30 most days and god, I couldn’t work on really anything. That and I didn’t have the mental capacity to work on Gabe over the summer, plus I’d planned to have Cyberninja!Hanzo at least started but that just couldn’t happen.

But anyway, that’s it really! This turned out a lot longer than I meant for it to be and I’m probably going to cross post this onto my DeviantArt. So thank you Saboten-Con, it’s been one helluva ride. There were some ups, downs, turns, and spins and while some of those times really really sucked...there were many others that were just so great and I wouldn’t trade them for the world.