#lubellamy

[angelmatsuyo]

Not really a Christmas picture per se, but it’s still a Christmas gift none the less. I was asked to take part in a Cardcapor Sakura Secret Santa event this year, and I got @lubellamy​. SakuSyao is one of her favorite ships, and Clear and Jewelry are 2 of her favorite songs. I tried to keep the tone of love wherever I could with the other songs. Merry Christmas everyone!

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[thechocobros]

12, 21 and 38 for the gifmaker ask :)

12 - What is the most embarrassing thing you’ve ever giffed? twilight probably ahahahahah, like 12 years ago xD 

21 - PSDs or original coloring for each gif? i have a couple of good PSDs I modify a little everytime

38 - What are you really excited to gif that isn’t out yet? FFVII remake of course, what else XD

[renxamamiya]

24, 28 and 39 :)

24. 480p 720p 1080p? What is the minimum quality you’ll gif from

I like everything big/crisp/hd so I normally go for 1080p immediately or 720p if I’m desperate and there’s no good HQ copy. I’d say 480p is my limit though lmao. 

28. Have you ever posted a set, regretted it and immediately deleted it

I can’t remember honestly. 

39. How often, if ever, do you delete old sets that you don’t like anymore

Not really that often. Mostly because I like to see my progression and sometimes when I look at my older sets, there are aspects of it that I like so I tend to salvage/incorporate those elements into newer sets (see: the remakes of endlessfaves sets I make) and also I am lazy to also. 

Plus I bet that some of my older stuff might have/might be someone’s new favourite thing and so I tend not to delete stuff. 

QUESTIONS FOR GIF MAKERS (x)

[socialdegenerate]

@lubellamy replied to your photo: AND SO IT BEGINS

How big the file is? Thanks

4.8GB for the Royal Pack add-on, plus 3.8GB for the patch/update they added earlier today

[horitsuba]

@lubellamy replied to your post “@susanne-of-the-light replied to your post “even if it has never...”

Hay uno en Wish pero tampoco es que puedes verlos xD

Oooh interesante! Creo que también hubo otro en un shoujo muy antiguo de ellas, pero sólo mostraban desde el cuello para abajo en la imagen jajaja, pero se supone que se estaban besando 😂

[missmichellebelle]

23 + victuuri :)

pillow forts & princes

23. “Let’s make a pillow fort. It’ll be great.”

lol I’m problematic trash SORRY. Yuuri is 12, Vitya is 16.

victuuri. babysitter!au. [ ao3 ] 2.1k.

send me a number and I’ll write you a thing uwu

“Thank you so much for doing this on such short notice, Victor.” Hiroko Katsuki is a warm, friendly looking woman with a kind face and a cozy home, and Victor has no idea how she and his mother are friends. Not that he knows much about their friendship—the first time he’d spoken to Mrs. Katsuki for the first time was two hours ago, when his mother had handed him the phone and claimed she finally found him a part-time job.

“Of course, Mrs. Katsuki,” he says, hoping to allay any and all worries with his charming, parent-pleasing smile. It doesn’t work on his mama anymore, but other parents aren’t generally immune.

Mrs. Katsuki is no exception.

“We normally leave him with our neighbors,” she explains as she leads Victor further into the house. “But they’re at a dinner party across town.” She let’s out a small sigh, but then her easy smile is back in place.

“I’m happy to help, Mrs. Katsuki.” Because his mama had made it clear that he had to, and that he needed to start learning some responsibility and making some money of his own. If anything, he’s incredibly lucky that this opportunity fell into his lap. What’s easier than babysitting?

“Yuuri, sweetheart?” Mrs. Katsuki calls into the seemingly empty living room, and then sighs again, cradling her face as she turns back to Victor. “He’s very quiet,” she tells him, glancing into the living room almost worriedly. “And he has a hard time with new people, so it’s best to be patient with him.”

There’s a sudden outpouring of Japanese from somewhere in the house, which Mrs. Katsuki answers. She seems antsy, suddenly, and then bustles into the living room. She makes it about halfway to the couch before she realizes that Victor is simply watching her from the archway, and then gestures him to follow.

When she stops again, she’s putting her hand on a strangely shaped, blanket covered lump that Victor quite quickly realizes is the boy he’s supposed to be babysitting.

“Yuuri…” she hums softly, pulling the blanket down, and he fights her momentarily for his hiding place before she says something else in Japanese and he slumps, giving up. Victor wonders if this is how his friends feel when they’re over and him and his mama start talking back and forth in rapid fire Russian.

It’s surprisingly annoying.

Mrs. Katsuki continues to speak in low, affectionate tones, and Victor hears his name several times, and Yuuri’s name several times, but otherwise can’t really make heads or tales of what’s being said. Does Yuuri speak English? It’s going to be a really long night if he doesn’t.

Yuuri looks up at Victor suddenly, brown eyes large behind his glasses, and Victor lights up with a friendly smile that… Sends Yuuri quickly hiding again. Okay. Another tactic maybe?

“We should be back by 10,” Mrs. Katsuki says, standing up straight again. “Yuuri will go to bed when he’s tired, so don’t worry about it.” She chuckles quietly to herself, as if at some inside joke. “And there are bentos in the kitchen if you boys get hungry. Yuuri can show you where.” With that, she gives her son a kiss on his messy hair, pats Victor’s arm, and is off.

Victor stands there as he listens to the door close and lock, unsure exactly what to do next. He knows Yuuri is twelve—which, frankly, seems a little old for a babysitter, but at least Victor doesn’t have to worry about diapers—but isn’t quite sure what 12-year-old boys like to do. He wasn’t exactly the standard.

“Ah, Yuuri—” He starts, only to see that the boy has covered himself in a blanket again, and is breathing so carefully that it almost looks like he isn’t there. Mrs. Katsuki had said that he wasn’t good with new people, but Victor didn’t think it would be quite this… Extreme.

He taps his finger to his lips, walking around the couch, and sitting near where Yuuri’s feet must be. The sudden jostle of the cushions makes Yuuri jump slightly.

“This might seem silly, but… What’s a bento?”

There’s a small, surprised sounding laugh from beneath the blanket, and when Victor glances over, those eyes are watching him again.

“Is it some kind of fish?” Victor tries, when all Yuuri does is continue to stare at him, and this time he’s greeted with the appearance of a nose that scrunches up in amusement. He leans over and grabs what he believes is an ankle, drawing out a startled noise as he shakes it. “Is that a yes?”

Then there’s a mouth, lips pressed together as if holding in a laugh, and Yuuri shakes his head back and forth quickly.

“Not a fish…” Victor hums contemplatively, fingertip pressed to his bottom lip. “A dessert, maybe? A cake?” His eyes light up, and this time, this time, Yuuri snorts out a little laugh, and Victor feels a tug on his heart.

Dear lord, this little boy is adorable.

“It’s…” Yuuri finally says, and thank god, he speaks English. His eyebrows pinch together. “It’s like a lunchbox?” Yuuri tries, his voice quiet, each word carefully and thoughtfully selected.

“A lunchbox?” Victor tries to imagine it, but can only imagine those vintage tin boxes with the handle. He has a feeling that isn’t quite what Yuuri means, though.

When he looks back at him, Yuuri is staring at him quite openly, eyes round and curious, and Victor smiles.

“You’re very small for a 12-year-old,” Victor says, and watches as the boy pales and… Immediately dives back under his blanket. Oh. Perhaps that was a little untactful to say? “Yuuri,” he coos, shaking the boy by his ankle again. “I didn’t mean it as a bad thing. It was just an observation.”

Yuuri mumbles something under the blanket, and Victor is highly certain it was in Japanese. He almost wants to start speaking in Russian, just to retaliate.

“Come, do something fun with me.” He wiggles his leg again. His mama has told him that he is persistent to a fault, and he always wears everyone down, in the end. Something fun, though… He should have explored more first. He doubts Yuuri will be very forthcoming with what kind of games they have, or even what he likes to do. Victor frowns thoughtfully, staring at the blanket keeping Yuuri from view when an idea hits him suddenly.

“Oh, Yuuri, I know!” He shakes Yuuri with much more enthusiasm, and manages to draw an annoyed sound from the lump. “Let’s make a pillow fort.” He leans slightly closer. “It’ll be great.”

Victor can’t even remember the last time he made a fort. His mama had not been a fan of them, but that really hadn’t stopped him. He’d once made one so grand and marvelous in his bedroom that he’d kept it up for an entire week.

“But I’ll need your help,” Victor continues, and is met with a mumbled noise that might be a why? “Well pillow forts are no fun on your own. Besides, I don’t know where to find any pillows.”

For a second, it seems like Yuuri isn’t interested. He makes no noise or movement, and Victor starts accepting that his entire evening will be sitting beside a breathing blanket who hopefully won’t mind if he watches TV.

But then Yuuri is slowly pulling the blanket down, eyes shining with interest, and gives a small smile and a very, very quiet, “Okay.”

*

Between Victor’s height and Yuuri’s apparently expert eye for pillow forts, they create a rather impressive structure. The Katsukis have an alarming amount of linens, and Yuuri has to make Victor promise up and down that they will refold everything and put it back where they found it. If Victor wasn’t 16, he would adopt this child.

When they’ve finished rearranging furniture and weighing down blankets with coffee table books, Victor encourages Yuuri to go inside and promises that he’ll be right behind him. When he crawls inside minutes later, the light is dimmed and colored purple and green through the blankets, and he’s carrying two wooden boxes and a piece of foil.

“You found the bento,” Yuuri says, sounding slightly surprised.

“Oh. Good.” Victor grins. “I wasn’t certain.” He sets them down, and then folds his knees as best he can in the small space. The entire area is cushioned in pillows, and it feels almost like some sort of lavish, royal sitting area.

“What’s that?” Yuuri crawls a little closer, and his cheeks are flushed from all the running around they’d done building the fort. Victor was actually a little surprised by how much effort they both put into it, having to go so far as to twist all his hair up into a bun halfway through the process.

“Well, I’d say we made a pillow castle more than a pillow fort.” Victor makes himself sound impressed, and is a little surprised by how genuine it feels. “And a castle needs a prince.”

“Like you?” Yuuri asks, voice slightly quieter, and Victor pauses where he’s twisting the piece of foil into a ring and stares at Yuuri in surprise.

“Oh, no,” Victor continues, smiling gently as he shapes the foil further. “I am but a humble servant.” He surveys his handy work, and then sets it very gently on Yuuri’s head. Yuuri blinks at him in shock, and Victor presses a palm to his shoulder and dips into a clumsy bow. “My prince.”

He expects a laugh, or maybe a shove, but what he gets in return is a very embarrassed Yuuri, curled into a ball and not looking at Victor at all, almost like…

Oh. Oh. How terribly, horrendously sweet. Victor wants to pull the small boy closer, ask him everything about what he’s feeling and thinking, but figures that might be a bit… Much, right not. Or even a bit out of place.

Maybe later, if Yuuri ever feels comfortable enough to come to him about it.

“What would you like to do, my prince?” Victor continues, keeping up the act, and Yuuri blushes even harder, pressing his face into his arms and shaking his head. But he does say something, although Victor doesn’t catch it. “What was that?” He leans closer, and Yuuri squeaks.

“W-we could read?” He suggests, and Victor is slightly surprised. On his mental list of things 12-year-old boys like to do, reading hadn’t even occurred to him.

“Of course. What would you like to read?”

They end up with The Princess Bride, switching off who reads the story of Westley and Buttercup out loud as they eat their bentos (which are delicious, and Victor wonders if Mrs. Katsuki will teach him how to make one).

At one point, Yuuri stops for a moment, hesitantly touching the crown still resting on his head, and says, “I’m too old to have a babysitter.”

It seems out of nowhere, and Victor has to swallow down a mouthful of rice before he can say anything. Yuuri beats him to it.

“My sister left for college last year,” Yuuri continues, voice still quiet, hesitant, and Victor is almost scared to breathe, like maybe the force of an exhale will break Yuuri’s sudden courage. “I… I’ve never been on my own, and my parents were…” He scrunches his nose. “Are worried.” He looks deflated, and embarrassed, but doesn’t rush to push his parents’ worries away.

“Well.” Victor is sure to keep his voice just as low and quiet as Yuuri’s own. “Maybe we could just be friends, then.”

Yuuri looks at him, seemingly still surprised by every other word out of Victor’s mouth.

It’s wonderfully endearing.

“Really?”

“Really.” If it makes Yuuri happier, Victor has no problem calling him a friend. Even if he is a friend that Victor will periodically be paid to hang out with. “If you would be friends with a lowly servant, of course.”

And, for the first time that night, despite whatever voices Victor had inflected while reading, or whatever exaggerated things he had done while building the fort, Yuuri laughs, all the way from his stomach, and Victor can’t help but think it’s a good look on the young boy.

He hasn’t even hit puberty yet, but Victor can almost assure that it’ll hit him like a freight train when it does.

“I would love to be your friend, Victor.”

When the Katsukis get home several hours later, they find both Yuuri and Victor asleep in the fort, Yuuri’s crown thrown aside and his cheek pillowed on Victor’s arm. Rather than wake them, Hiroko carefully covers them with blankets, cleans up the empty bentos, and calls Victor’s mother to let her know he’ll be staying over. After all, it would be a shame to wake them.

[completeoveranalysis]

lubellamy replied to your photo “[5] I am stuck between my overwhelming appreciation for the Team...”

I would see their musical

WOULDN’T WE ALL!

Absolutely everyone is invited to the Barricade Boys Boy Band first live show family musical extravangaza. 

Everyone except Kyle.

[space-wild707]

@lubellamy Happy Holidays and a New Year! I’m your FF Secret Santa! I apologize for the very late delivery, but I hope you enjoy your gift! Have a nice day!!

[meimi-haneoka]

PSA

Guys, apparently my post with the raw scans of Chapter 29 of Cardcaptor Sakura Clear Card is not showing in the tags (because it's got a link - thanks Lubellamy for the heads up on Discord!) so please, if you're looking for it come check my blog! Thanks!

Ps. I'm working on translating the Clear Card one shot that came with vol. 8 of the BD release, kindly provided by @horitsuba ! Go check it out and wait for my translation!

[his-pair-of-spare-glasses]

Tagged by: the lovely @iseliadragonwill

Nickname: Caro, Glasses

Gender: Female

Star sign: Aquarius/ monkey

Height: 187cm

Sexuality: straight

Hogwarts House: A more or less proud Hufflepuff

Favorite Animal: Cats. Probably. 

Avg. Hours of sleep: Probably decreased to around seven by now. I need full 9,5 hours to completely replenish my system but hey, this utopia is gone since I entered university and will probably never come back |’D

Dogs or Cats? Cats. It’s always cats. A close match if it’s a Shiba.

Number of blankets: One! The rest of the bed is covered in plushies of various sizes.

Where I’m From: Germany

Dream Trip: I’ll never say no to Japan and Venice. If I have to choose a place I have never been, I’d like to visit the Maldives.

When I created this account: May 2017

Why I created this account: For all my beloved FFXV boys. Because here is where things happen and I felt like I needed to enter my first fandom with a blast. And now I’m here, stuck forever <3

Followers: When did this rocket up to 713??? Are you people real? I’m really not that interesting?! Is anyone reading this or am I actually surrounded by robots?? (I don’t mind if you’re androids though)

Rules: Tag 20 followers you would like to get to know! This is interesting, I like that! Hmm... who are we going to pick...? @telesthesian, @unleashed-hell, @ebonyphotographs, @ganondoofs, @smol-sinnamonroll, @celesticidal, @themadchemist, @grumpyoldmoogle, @gladio-rocks, @thesohirydestiny, @ruiojousama, @triplehelix, @lubellamy, @juatsumi, @too-cool-for-facebook, @trashassassin, @kerohime715, @tsukibeamfics, @stopmopingstarthoping, @loveiscosmicsin

But only if you’re in for this, if not I hereby humbly apologise and of course never oblige anyone to do anything. But it’s nice to know who is behind the nicks that frequently pop up on my dash :3

[angelmatsuyo]

I was so excited when @cardcaptorstea invited me to join the Secret Santa event. I thought “finally, a chance to make someone happy!” I spent several days working on this piece for @lubellamy, and even longer editing the video using some of their favorite songs. I was so excited, because it’s my dream to use my art and stories to bring people together and make people happy. Well over a day latter... and nothing. Just like always, nobody cares. No one gives a damn about me, or my stupid drawings, or these stupid videos, or these stupid stories that I spend years developing.

What is wrong with me? Why do I get my hopes up? Why did I ever think I was good enough to do anything other than these dead end jobs I don’t even enjoy? I am I going to spend the rest of my life without knowing what it feels like to bring happiness to others? To make people happy. To bring complete strangers together who otherwise never would have met each other. To help someone who’s going through a rough patch to see just a little bit of light through the darkness of reality. Why did I think I was capable of that?

Why am I even typing this up? No one is going to care. No, strike that. People only care if they can tear someone down. The only people who will care about this are the ones who only see a child wanting attention on the internet, not even caring about the context or the 13 long years that led up to this. Is it because I hope that at least someone will care about me for the 30 seconds it takes to show someone their not worthless?

Just how pathetic am I?

[thechocobros]

Hi! Can you recommend me some good KH/FF/gaming blogs? I'm kinda new around here so I don't know who to follow. Your works are amazing btw you're really talented :)

Hi there! Thank you so much for noticing me even if you’re new around here in the first place <3 

As for the recommedations, i follow a ton of good blogs, i’ll try to suggest just the ones that look more KH/FF oriented, but some of them may be multifandom, let’s see:

@zenathered @summoneryuna @rikuswan @sephirothism @ffxvcaps @priceofreedom @silverelite @zackfaire @vaans @raccoonsrookie @sorikaied @rokuseis @kh-hugs @cloudxstrife @ventusu @vector-totheheavens @sora-donald-goofy @moserahs @twilightown @masteraqua @angelnamine @placeofmemory @entraapta @projectdestati @kingsglaivus @kingdomheartsnyctophiliac @magistera @shakkuris @zacksoldiers @lubellamy

jdsfhsbcjnjskchjk i surely forgot someone but these blogs may be a good start, they are all still pretty active and most of them are great content creators! :) have fun and happy reblogging! 

[bohemian-war]

Tag Game

I was tagged by @isitstraightvodka and @hystericalroger . Thank you :D. 

rules: tag 9 people you want to get to know better and answer the questions!

relationship status: forever single.

favourite colour: orange.

top three ships: so many fandoms so many ships. At the moment, I ship myself with Ben Hardy :P. 

lipstick or chapstick: lipstick.

last song: You make loving fun by Fleetwood Mac

last movie: Bustler’s Mal Hear with Rami. One of the strangest movies I’ve ever seen in my life. I swear to God that it’s something like “Mr Robot” meets “Into the Wild.” I wouldn’t know how to explain the whole thing. Weird AF. 

I tag @bens-hardy @benhardyispretty @rogerinatrash @lubellamy @luckystrike-x @roger-drummerboy-taylor @tanya-is-dead @brianmight @joemazzelloz

[horitsuba]

@lubellamy replied to your photoset “She’s finally here!!! I waited so much for her omg ����, but she’s here...”

Aca siempre tenemos que pagar el 50% del precio si cuesta más de 25 dolares. Es horrible T____T

@shyseishuro replied to your post “@ackersoul replied to your photoset “She’s finally here!!! I waited...”

Por lo menos aquí en Argentina ya hace años que se paga el 50% del valor de lo que uno compra... -.-... Salvo libros y revistas, por lo menos... XD. Ojala no lo pongan fijo allí!!! >.<

Ooooh quizás aquí también y no tenía idea! jajaja. Encuentro que es un abuso >:( deberían filtrar por contenido por lo menos y no sólo por precio! No es lo mismo comprarse una joya en el extranjero a 200 USD, por ejemplo, que una figurita! :/

[geminico]

Sherlock!Klaine

[thechocobros]

any ff blogs youd recommend?

hi there sorry for answering so late!

well, about the recommendations, i’ll give you some blogs i follow, but they may be multifandom :) have a look

@zenathered @summoneryuna @rikuswan @sephirothism @ffxvcaps @priceofreedom @silverelite @zackkufair @vaans @raccoonsrookie @cloudxstrife @moserahs @placeofmemory @entraapta @kingsglaivus @magistera @shakkuris @zacksoldiers @lubellamy @thefantasyhasnolimits @renosinclairs @lockhvrts @squinoas @yyh