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[nibbles7192]

My hyperfixation is mainly on Kyman, but it's also just South Park in general. Of course my OTP is the most hated in the fandom, the aforementioned Kyman, but that wasn't enough. No, my brain wanted the most hated character, Pip, to be one of my favorite characters. It's like I was cursed!!

BUT LOOK HOW CUTE THEY ARE!! (My low quality screenshot is from "Season 6 Episode 6 - Professor Chaos")

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i somehow dug this from New Folder (13) and i have no context

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[yanderegotham]

My Chaotic Soulmate (Part 1)

https://nibbles7192.tumblr.com/post/670897228099010560/my-chaotic-soulmate-part-1

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Different (10)

Pairing(s): Five Hargreeves x Reader

Summary: Klaus chuckled. “Our little psycho.”

Warnings: None

A/N: I have this problem where I lose motivation to write, but the moment I get it back, all I can do is write and I end up mass-posting chapters

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"Three days?"

Luther took the cup of coffee that Allison offered him. "Well, that's what they said," he told her. "Or, Five, I guess."

"The old bastard did mention the apocalypse, come to think of it," Klaus said. "He just left out the part about how soon."

"But can we trust him?" Allison asked. "I don't know if you've noticed, but Five's a little-" she stopped to whistle, pointing to her head.

Klaus chuckled. "Our little psycho."

"And what about his friend?" Allison asked. "Did she say anything about it?"

"She was kind of busy chasing after Diego," Luther told her, glancing at his brother. "But, he was pretty convincing. If they weren't trying to stop an apocalypse, those two lunatics wouldn't be chasing after them."

"That's why they were after them?" Diego asked.

"Yeah." Diego sat back in his seat, jaw clenched at the idea that they were after YN, who probably only had Five to defend her.

"What did they even see?" Allison asked.

Luther looked at her, mouth open, and uncertain of what to say.

"Uh, apparently, we all fought together against whoever was responsible," Luther explained.

It was silent as they looked to him for further explanation.

He clicked his tongue and stood. "OK, so, here's the plan," he started.

Before he could say more, the three were objecting. He looked back at them.

"What actually happened the first time around?"

"Yeah," Diego agreed. "What are you not telling us? Come on, big boy, spit it out."

No one spoke as Luther nervously looked to all of them, then down at his cup. He hesitated, bringing the cup up.

"We died." It was impossible for the siblings to hear.

"What was that?" Allison asked, leaning forward.

Luther coughed. "I said, uh," he stuttered, "we died."

YN climbed through the rubble and snow, trying to get back to the grocery store as soon as possible.

Her body was much more used to the cold than the average person, her powers helping considerably.

The woman was more worried about Five, however, who didn't have the same resistance to the cold.

She had left him alone for the majority of the day in hopes of finding more food before the weather got even worse.

But while she was out, the snow kicked up. She was stuck navigating her way back through a snowstorm, worrying about how Five was doing at the same time.

YN's vision was limited through the falling snow, but she could faintly see the familiar sight of the store.

The building was just a temporary settling place until the weather evened out. It was also more intact than its surrounding buildings, making it the best choice.

YN pushed on, determined to make it back, and confirm that the idiot hadn't managed to freeze himself to death.

She pushed through the door, immediately dumping her bag and heaving a breath.

The room was much warmer than outside, the only reminder of the cold being the shrill shriek of wind heard through the walls.

"Jesus, I didn't think you were going to make it back alive." YN looked over at Five, who looked relieved yet worried.

He was by her in an instant as she wiped off as much snow from her clothes as she could.

"Are you alright?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine," she assured him. "I was more worried about you."

"What? Why? I'm not the one who was out in the storm."

"You're also not the one that can stand the cold," YN countered. "I had half a mind to think that I would find you freezing to death."

Five tugged her over to a fire that burned and sat her close to it.

"I'm not completely defenseless against the elements," he muttered.

"Your dad teach you guys how to make fires in apocalyptic scenarios?" she teased.

Five rolled his eyes and sat next to her.

"I'm just kidding," she laughed, pressing a kiss to his cheek before leaning her head on his shoulder.

"Have I ever told you how hilarious you are?" His words were drowned in sarcasm.

"Oh, thank you very much, sir."

"I must admit, in all the time I've been here, I've never met anyone quite like the pair of you," the Handler spoke as she led Five and YN down a stone path to a roundabout.

People greeted the woman as they passed.

"Hazel and Cha Cha, for example, are talented, certainly," she said, "but they can't see the big picture."

YN zoned out as she droned out, taking in the familiar scenery with dread in her gut.

This was the last place she wanted to be, especially with all that had been going on.

They followed her into the busy building, a man taking the Handler's coat.

"I'd like to discuss the logistics of my family's safety at your earliest convenience," Five told her. "As well as this body replacement."

The three of them climbed the stairs as they spoke.

"Such chutzpah," the Handler laughed. YN gave her an odd look at the word. "It's refreshing, I'll admit. Slow down, Five, all in good time. In fact, now that you've finally agreed to work with us, we've got all the time in the world."

YN leaned in close to Five. "Are you sure this is a good idea?"

"No, but we don't have a choice, really."

They followed after the Handler as she rambled, leading them up to a specific floor.

"All the people on this floor are case managers, each one responsible for one major event at a time," she explained, leading them down a hall and turning to the first room.

Inside was a long line of desks that seemed to stretch beyond natural possibility.

YN's eyes widened at the sight of it all. "Holy shit."

"So many of them."

"Impressive, isn't it?" the Handler asked. "Being a part of something...so grand."

The clicking from all of the typewriters made YN nauseous.

"Come along." The Handler continued a step ahead of them.

"Whenever someone chooses the wrong path, and the timeline is changed, the Commission gets a report from field agents on the ground," she explained. "These field reports are sorted and assigned to a case manager. They determine if anyone needs to be removed from the equation to assure that their event happens as it should."

She led them to another room, lined with pipes. A woman stood inside, doing her job.

"Based on that determination, the case manager sends instructions via pneumatic tube to temporal assassins like the two of you formally were. Any queries so far?"

She looked at the two.

"Yeah," Five said. "Who was the case manager handling us?"

"Ah, you mean the apocalypse!"

They were led back to the case managers and down the line to a woman.

"Five, YN, meet Dot." The woman looked at them with a bright smile, which YN couldn't help but return. "Dot is responsible for all apocalypse matters. In fact, it was Dot here who first flagged your appearance in 2019."

"No hard feelings," Dot said.

"Well, you pair certainly put us through the wringer," the Handler smiled. "Outsmarting two of our so-called best temporal assassins. If that doesn't spell leadership material-" the woman paused as her voice picked up, bringing everyone around to a stop, "-I just don't know."

Everyone resumed their work as the Handler showed them to their new desks that happened to be placed inconveniently far from each other.

The two settled in their respective seats, having no choice but to work.

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Propaganda:

Mika: She had stalker tendencies before Seiji came into her life, and since then she has taken her stalking even further. She says she's snuck 20 hidden cameras in his room. After discovering the head that Seiji is in love with and subsequently getting hit on the head by him, she gets plastic surgery to look MORE LIKE THE HEAD AND PLANS TO EAT IT ONCE SHE FINDS IT to make him love her. (Source; tv tropes)

[nibbles7192]

MERRY CHRISTMAS!! (Happy Holidays!!)

I Kymanned too close to the sun, so this year I got South Park merch!! My parents got me the Cartman plushie and the game "South Park: The Fractured but Whole" which also came with the codes for "South Park: The Stick of Truth" and the add-on "Towelie: Your Gaming Bud"!!

My grandparents got me the Kyle plushie, the tiny Kyle, and the "MONOPOLY®: South Park"!! Obviously I made my plushies kiss the second I got home!! ❤️💚

South Park ornaments under the cut!!

Growing up I didn't like when my dad would watch South Park, so I would never let him hang his South Park ornaments. This year I decided to steal them and hang them up. It's a set of three: Cartman, Chef, and Stan. I didn't hang up Stan 'cause I liked it being Cartman and his father-figure. I took a cute picture of them and of Stan who is in ornament jail.

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[yanderegotham]

This is a new blog which is dedicated to the FOX TV show Gotham. The purpose of this blog is to write yandere fanfictions, imagines, etc. of the Gotham characters. This is a dual run blog, so each post will either be from me (Kayla) or my friend, Kikyo. Don’t be surprised if the majority of the posts are either Jerome Valeska and Edward Nygma, because Jerome is my favorite and Edward is Kikyo’s favorite. Suggestions are ALWAYS open! We will be taking requests but please keep an eye on whether they are closed or open before sending any! Thank you for reading,

- Kayla 🃏

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Real cute, nibbles.

Also, we've got 6 CGs left.

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Different (6)

Pairing(s): Five Hargreeves x Reader

Summary: "You mean your mom?" YN asked.

Warnings: Uh, idk? Nothing?

A/N: IF I KNEW HOW QUICKLY I WOULD WRITE THIS CHAPTER I WOULD’VE WAITED TO INCLUDE IT IN THE PREVIOUS PART 😭

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YN didn't realize that when Five said they would wait, he meant all day.

They had not moved since the man went in for work, and YN was bored out of her mind.

As the hours passed, morning became the afternoon, and YN grew restless in her seat. Five, as always, seemed more than fine staying in the exact same position from when they first got there.

The girl had moved to the back of the van to take a nap. It was the only option she had to make time go by quicker, and Five didn't mind.

It was just as she finally started to doze off that she was awoken by the muffled voice of one of his siblings. She sat up with a groan of annoyance.

Luther stood at the passenger door, trying to get his attention. Five seemed too preoccupied.

The back of the van opened as Klaus slipped in, greeting YN with a smile.

"Five!" The boy finally snapped out of his trance as Luther pulled the door open. The two in the back held their laughs down at the sight of Luther struggling to get into the car. "You okay?" He acted casually as if they all hadn't just witnessed his struggle.

"You shouldn't...," Five trailed off as a question sparked in his mind. "How did you find me?"

The two looked back, past YN and at Klaus, who had Delores in his arms.

"Hey, a little privacy, guys," the man spoke, "we're really hitting it off back here."

YN shielded herself, and Klaus used the mannequin as one when Five threw an object back at him.

He let out a mixture of a scream and laugh.

"Get out! You can't be here!" Five demanded. "We're in the middle of something!"

Klaus put the mannequin down and scooted up front next to YN.

"Any luck finding your one-eyed man?" he asked them.

Five whispered out a 'no,' obviously not wanting Luther in on anything.

"What's he talking about?" said man asked.

"Does it matter? It's Klaus." Five sighed. "What do you want, Luther?"

"Um, so, Grace may have had something to do with Dad's death," Luther explained. "So, I need you to come back to the academy, alright? It's important."

"You mean your mom?" YN asked. Klaus nodded in confirmation. "Why would she do anything to him?" No one answered her.

"'It's important,'" Five quoted. "You have no concept of what's important."

"Hey," Klaus interrupted, "did I ever tell you guys about the time that I waxed my ass with chocolate pudding?" He let out a laugh. "It was so painful!"

"What are you still doing here?" Luther asked. He didn't seem happy with his brother's shenanigans.

"I- What? I need an excuse to hang out with my family?"

"We're trying to have a serious conversation here."

"What, and I'm incapable of being serious? Is that what you're saying?"

"Luther's got a point," Five agreed. "You should get out."

YN watched in bewilderment as the man was kicked out.

"Bye, Klaus!" she said, waving to him once again.

She was the only one that got a goodbye from him.

"Well, that was awfully mean of you two," YN muttered, not caring if either of them heard.

Luther spared her a glance. "What the hell are you two up to?"

"You wouldn't understand."

"Try me. The last I checked, I'm still the leader of this family."

"I know you've all got numbers, but does that seriously mean you have to have leaders?" YN questioned.

Luther looked back at her.

"You wanna explain who you are before asking so many questions?" Locking her eyes with him, she kicked the back of his seat as hard as she could with a dead expression.

He looked at her, appalled.

"Leave her be," Five said. "Besides, last I checked, I'm twenty-eight years older than you."

"You know what your problem is?" Luther said, turning to him.

"Really hoping you'll tell me."

"You think you're better than us. You always have, even when we were kids. But the truth is, you're just as messed up as the rest of us. We're all you have, and you know it."

YN awkwardly looked away, knowing this wasn't going to end well.

"I don't think that I'm better than you, Number One. I know I am. The only person here that is better than me is YN." She would've thanked him if it weren't for such awkward timing. "I've done unimaginable things, things you couldn't even comprehend. Just to get back here and save you all."

"Hey, bitches!"

Looking out the window, the three watched as Klaus ran through the street with a cop on his tail, blowing a whistle.

"Now, I'm starting to wonder if that was the wisest decision."

By the next morning, it was obvious that Lance was up to something suspicious. Five had caught him doing something that night, but YN had finally fallen asleep.

What was important, though, was that they had him in their sight.

He was dressed in athletic wear, holding a dog in his arm.

The two watched as he crossed the street to his car and put the dog in the back. As he got in the front, Five jumped them into the car. Five sat in the passenger seat, YN in the backseat with the dog that barked at their sudden appearance.

When the man turned, he jumped at the sight of the two.

Five moved quickly, pressing a blade to his throat. YN winced at how easy it would be for a bystander to see them, but she still leaned closer to the man.

"One chance- that's all you've got," Five threatened. "One chance to tell us exactly what's going on in that lab."

"I-I manufacture prosthetic devices for fake patients," Lance sputtered. "I bill the insurance companies and then sell them for cash on the black market."

"Does this include eyeballs?" YN asked, his eyes flickering back to her and her sickeningly sweet smile.

"Yeah, they're my biggest seller. I mean, they sell like hotcakes. I've got a list- a waiting list- probably twenty buyers."

"So the serial number I told you," Five started.

"Could've already been bought. Yes, off- off the books."

The two let out frustrated sighs.

"We needed that list, Lance," Five told him. "Names and numbers, and we need it now!"

"I don't have it," Lance said but was quick to add, "not on me. The only copy's in my safe at the lab."

"Looks like it's time for a ride!" YN said. "Let's go, boys!"

Arriving at the lab, however, proved to be little help.

Smoke and flames poured out the windows, burning everything left inside.

Five rushed ahead of the two, YN following quickly after to make sure he didn't try to do anything stupid.

They were thrown aback by an explosion from the building, rubble flying back with them.

Grunting, the two sat up where they landed, staring at the burning building that held important information.

"Shit," YN panted out with a breath.

The sound of sirens became louder and louder with each second as they continued to sit there.

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[nibbles7192]

On the plane to New York I decided to use a free art program and my finger to pass the time. This started off as a Kyle doodle and turned into a Kyman doodle... I finished it on the plane back home, and since it's cute I decided to post it.

I took the colors straight from the source so they are as accurate as possible. I had a lot of fun drawing the boys the way I see them. They are both boyishly pretty!!

Kyle has big curly red hair that is hard to tame, pretty green eyes, natural eyebrows, slight freckles, roundish cheeks but overall sharp features, and his mother's nose. Cartman has straight neat light brown hair, gorgeous brown eyes, naturally long eyelashes, neat triangular eyebrows, chubby cheeks with overall round features, superman chin, and his mother's nose.

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CREDITS: Art © nibbles7192 Character(s): Kyle Broflovski and Eric Cartman © Trey Parker & Matt Stone South Park © Trey Parker & Matt Stone Program(s) used is(are) ibisPaint X

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[yanderegotham]

Long time no post! Quite a bit has happened, such as a falling out with the other mod. Turns out she was lying about her personality to appeal to me, and over time became more aggressive as she got annoyed with my personality (despite me being upfront about it before hand and her lYING-)... Anyway! I've decided to keep this account, but I'll be posting my writing on my main from now on. No need to follow it, since everything yandere Gotham related will be reblogged here. I ask that if you liked or reblogged my Jerome fic that you do so for the new post here: https://nibbles7192.tumblr.com/post/670897228099010560/my-chaotic-soulmate-part-1

(Since I'll be posting my writing to my main now I've re-uploaded said post to my main ^^ this part is just reiterating haha)

[vanillacaramelhoney]

Different (5)

Pairing(s): Five Hargreeves x Reader

Summary: "Got it last night."

Warnings: None?

A/N: This one’s a bit short, but I mainly wanted to get it out!

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After leaving Klaus at the Meritech building, YN went back to the academy, while Five went off to do something on his own accord.

The girl was in desperate need of sleep and could only imagine how Five wasn't as exhausted as her.

Upon arriving, she immediately climbed up to Five's room and changed into a pair of his pajamas that she found before collapsing on his bed.

She barely managed to get under the covers before passing out.

After everything that had already managed to happen in the past couple of days, YN was ready for a moment of peace.

Waking up the next day was surprisingly enjoyable. She wasn't sure when, but it seemed that Five had returned at some point.

YN could feel Five's arm wrapped tightly around her waist, his face pressing against the back of her neck. His warm breath gently fanned against it, continuing to flow down his pajama shirt she wore.

She carefully turned around, hoping to not wake Five up. The boy grumbled at her movement but did not wake.

It was rare to see him so peaceful- something that YN didn't enjoy thinking about.

Her only wish was that they could clean up this mess, allowing Five to finally relax for once in his entire life.

"Why are you staring at me?" Five grumbled. His eyes were opened at a squint, trying to get used to the change in light.

YN shrugged to the best of her ability. "It's rare that I get to see you so calm," she told him, smiling softly. He offered her a similar one.

He moved to pull her closer but stopped with a hiss of pain. YN quickly sat up, both confused and concerned.

Looking over him, she caught sight of the blood and tear on the arm of his blazer, a sign of injury.

"Five!" she exclaimed.

He sat up with a sigh, cautious of his arm.

"How long have you had that?!" YN scurried to stand up.

She helped him remove the layer of clothing; his vest and button-up coming off as well. He was left with just an undershirt.

"Got it last night."

YN let out grumbles of complaint as she looked over the severity of the cut, gently holding onto Five's arm.

Straightening up, she dropped her hands to her sides.

"Damnit, Five," she groaned. "Why didn't you say anything?"

"There are more important things to worry about," he told her. "Besides, you were sleeping when I got back. You look cute in my pajamas, by the way."

"Stop trying to change the subject."

"Who said I was?" Five smirked.

"I'm going to smack you."

Five's smirk changed to a smile as the girl shook her head.

"How did you-" YN stopped her turn. Her face dropped to one of annoyance. Five followed her gaze to see the problem. "You went and got the fucking mannequin."

The two looked away from the top half of a mannequin that sat on Five's desk chair and at each other.

"Yeah."

YN held her hands out in confusion. "Why?"

When she received no answer, she dropped her hands and sighed.

"Stay there," she demanded, pointing at him with a look.

She left his room to scour the house for medical supplies.

"Can't believe I'm jealous of a damn mannequin."

Finding the supplies needed was proving harder than YN thought it would be. Granted, the house was huge, and she didn't know where anything was at.

She really should've asked Five where everything was.

"Can I help you, dear?"

Turning, YN saw a woman staring at her with a kind smile on her red-painted lips. She could only assume that this was Grace, Five's mother.

"Are there any medical supplies here?"

"Of course," the woman answered. "This way." She waved YN along, placing a hand on her back.

Grace guided her around the house to a room that seemed to be dedicated to medical care.

"Is everything alright?" she asked. "Do you need any help?"

YN thought about it- Five probably wouldn't want Grace to be brought to him right now, and she could easily handle it.

"No help needed," YN smiled. "It's nothing too bad."

Grace returned her smile. "Alright, dear."

YN gathered what she needed before Grace brought her to the foyer of the house. From there, she returned to Five's room.

He still sat on the bed but moved to sit on the edge.

"That took you a bit," he teased.

"Yeah, well, I don't exactly know where everything is."

Lying everything down on the bed, YN got to work.

As she tugged the needle through his skin, Five let out soft grunts of pain.

She tied off the thread and wrapped the wound before standing up straight.

"Alright," she heaved a breath. "You need to get changed, and be careful with that." She pointed at his shoulder.

"You need to change as well," Five told her. "Unless you want to run around, saving the world in my pajamas."

YN gave him a pointed look. "Change."

He did as told, and YN copied.

As Five zipped up his bag containing the mannequin, YN watched with a deadpan expression.

"Are you seriously bringing it?" YN asked, crossing her arms. "Or are you returning it?" Five could sense what she was trying to get at. He pulled the straps of the bag onto his shoulders.

"I'll return her," Five said. He pulled YN close, pressing a delicate kiss to her lips. "Later."

He smirked at her eye roll.

"Someone's jealous," he teased.

"My husband is replacing me, a human being, with a mannequin," she shot back. "Of course, I am."

Five grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the window onto the fire escape.

There, the two could hear Klaus's voice echoing in the alleyway.

"Damnit, where's Dad's stuff?" YN peered over the edge of the fire escape to see Klaus throw a bag out of a dumpster.

Five started his descent on the stairs, ignoring his brother.

To no one in particular, he yelled out a 'shut up.'

YN caught up to Five on the stairs.

"I'm trying to find whatever priceless crap was in that priceless box so that Pogo will get off my ass!" the man shouted.

YN sent a confused look Five's way as he began climbing down the ladder.

"I'd ask what you're up to, Klaus, but then it occurred to me," Five paused his climbing to look down at Klaus, "I don't care."

"Hey, you know there are easier ways out of the house, buddy?"

"This one involved the least amount of talking," Five said, dropping to the ground. "Or so I thought." YN followed after.

"Hey, hey, hey, so, you need any more company today?" Klaus asked, lounging against the wall of the dumpster. "I could, uh, clear my schedule." He took a swig from his flask.

"You seem pretty busy there," YN commented.

"This? No, no. I can do this whenever. I just-" he tumbled back, clattering filling their ears "-I just misplaced something. That's all."

He let out an exclamation before resurfacing, half-eaten bagel in hand.

"Found it! Thank god!" YN cringed as he took a bite out of it. Klaus tried to hide his discomfort of eating the food. "Delicious."

"I'm done funding your drug habit," Five told him. He turned to leave, YN sending a wave of goodbye to Klaus.

"Come on! You don't-" Klaus stopped himself. "Maybe I just wanna hang out with my brother and his wife! My sister-in-law! Not you."

"This is kinda sad," YN said to Five.

"Mi hermano!" Klaus called out to him. "I love you! Even if you can't love yourself!"

His words were muffled as Five and YN climbed into a random van in the alley, Five throwing his bag into the back.

"Right, so, where are we headed to, dear Five?" YN asked sarcastically.

Back to the Meritech building, apparently.

The van was parked across the street from it, giving them the perfect amount of coverage to not be noticed.

YN sat forward in her seat as they saw Lance approaching the building.

"Alright, he's here now," she said. "What do we do?"

"We wait."

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[nibbles7192]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY HUSBAND, IZAYA ORIHARA!! The Sanrio collab for the merch drop this year is adorable, I can't wait to get my hands on the stands!! I'll have to draw some art later - I find it so funny that my beloved is a Hello Kitty girl, haha!!

Click here for the link to the wonderful Picrew by Kanahani【@KanahaniART】 that I used for some tasty serotonin~!

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i had some free time to polish it but im super unsatisfied regardless

EDIT: Putting Sal on backlight that’s also yellow is on top 10 list of Not Doing It but here we are,

it just won’t look right whatever i do. However i needed to make it the best i can regardless because it think it’s important to have something for peeps who appreciate the characters beyond the edginess.

Have the song i was listening to while making it https://youtu.be/4CmcnWQ-754 (it might pleasantly surprise you)