#shit day turned god tier amazing day

[eccentricallygothic]

The way I fucking disintegrated???

[orenjae]

GAM3BO1 (wonwoo)

pairing : gamer!wonwoo x fem!reader genre : romance, (slight) fluff, pining!au, gamer!au word count : 3415

You can’t exactly remember the exact moment you realized that you were already catching feelings for user onewoo#1015.

Uhuh, you read that right.

onewoo#1015 — his username on the FPS game you’re currently obsessed with playing these days. So obsessed that you can no longer stop yourself from playing that game that there came a time where you got teamed up with this particular guy having a god-tier level of skills when it comes to playing.

The next thing you knew, the both of you were playing a couple of rounds for hours until the two of you became a duo playing that game.

helianthus#6199 : hey, i was wondering if you have discord?

onewoo#1015 : yep, i have.

onewoo#1015 : what’s yours? wait, let me add you.

helianthus#6199 : orenjies#9169

That’s where it all started—from talking about  game obsessions and other random stuff about yourselves into deep conversations. Weeks turned into months and the both of you became a solid duo in playing that game, acing every round together.

“You really are good with this, huh?” you told him with a hint of amazement in your voice.

His skills when it comes to gaming were pretty much remarkable and of course, commendable. With the level of his skills, he could actually be a professional gamer at that point.

“I’ve been dedicating my whole life into this…” he replied over the call, letting out a small chuckle.

The both of you were on Discord, mainly using it for comms whenever the both of you are on game. But lately, there has been some deep talks going on between the two of you as you’ve grown fond of each other after playing for quite some time now.

“Yah, really?”

“Aish, stop being so serious all the time.” He laughed.

You swore his laugh sounded so heavenly that you thought your heart almost dropped when you heard it. Even his deep voice matches the way he laughs. onewoo#1015 cleared his throat before speaking once again. 

“But on a more serious note, I’ve been really trying to get into the pro scene…”

“With skills like yours, I highly doubt that wouldn’t be impossible.”

He let out another sexy chuckle. Yup, real sexy one. The both of you were playing one round, open mic. You honestly find it more fun to play that game with someone while going through some little chats about yourselves. 

“You’re pretty good yourself too, I should say.”

Blood started rushing upwards to your cheeks, making it blush. You admit that you were no good at this game when you started playing it. However, after playing with him countless times already, you could say that you learned a lot from him somehow—game wise.

“Stop flattering me, onewoo! I might just get better than you.”

The both of you came into an agreement that there wouldn’t be any disclosure of real names between the two of you. Ever since you met him, you’ve only known and addressed him using his game user ID. Him being onewoo#1015 and you as helianthus#6199, or helianthus as he would simply call you.

“Helianthus-ssi.” 

“Hmm?” You hummed as you tried to aim for the target to get the kill to which you swiftly succeeded. “Ha!”

“We’ve been playing for months now, right?” He asked out of the blue, making your brows furrow in confusion.

“Yup, what about it?”

“Uh…” he uttered, obviously struggling to find the right words to say to you. “Shit, how do I say this uh…”

It made you chuckle a bit, hearing him say that. He sounded so frustrated by the sound of his voice and the way he said it, growing your curiosity bit by bit.

“Say what?”

“It’s just that…”

A smile slowly crept into your face. What is he so shy about? Wondering, you start to realize that this was actually the first time he’s been like this towards you.

 “Hey, it’s alright. You can tell me.”

A deep sigh was heard on the other line.

“Perhaps, do you want to meet?” He finally asked, letting out a huge amount of air that has been trapped in his lungs.

And that kids, is how user onewoo#1015 attempted to make the first move to you. You can’t stop yourself from blushing the moment he asked you. How can you not? You’re totally crushing on him, for goodness sake. You wouldn’t spend a lot of time playing with him if you didn’t have the hots for him.

“Ahhh, jinjja!”

Your hands were cold, that’s for sure. Not to mention, shaking at the same time. It’s summer and yet you’re feeling like the first snowdrop will fall anytime soon. You took a deep breath before pulling the door of the café open, slipping inside.

Clutching your phone close to your chest, your eyes began to wander across the whole room to find a seemingly familiar face that you meticulously examined on the avatar of his game profile.

“Helianthus-ssi?”

Twirling around, your head automatically turned towards the familiar voice coming from behind. Your eyes widened a bit as you caught sight of him.

There he was standing before you. User onewoo#1015 is one hell of a hottie. It was as if your eyes glimmered the moment you saw him in front of you. 

“Y-You’re onewoo?”

He nodded his head as a boyish smile crossed his charming face, causing his eyes to narrow slightly. You almost swore to the heavens, your heart started to race wildly by just seeing him smile.

“Shall we sit?” He asked, scratching the back of his neck as he led you towards a vacant table near the corner. The two of you had always found it comfortable to sit right where you could watch people from the window as they pass by.

“I really do think your name has woo in it…” you spoke, breaking the silence between the two of you. One thing you noticed about this cold-looking guy, he’s shy in person. 

A small smile crossed his face as he fixed his specs, sliding it up. 

“I’m Wonwoo…” he says, extending his hand for a shake. “Jeon Wonwoo. Sorry I forgot to introduce.”

He looked so shy as he lowered his head slightly, hiding his embarrassment with a sheepish smile. His cuteness made you chuckle. Despite the icy aura his features give off, you start to realize that maybe it was just all a façade. 

“Nice to finally know your name, Wonwoo-ssi.”

“Drop the formalities. We’re just around the same age.” He chuckled. “How about yours? I assume you love sunflowers…”

Now that piqued your interest. His lips curved into a mischievous smile. Letting out a small smile in return, you nodded your head as a response.

“It’s Y/N,” you said, eyes meeting with his. And for the first time, you felt your heart skip a beat. Oh, no.

“H-How did you know I love sunflowers?”

“I’m taking a pre-medical course so scientific names aren’t foreign to me.”

Your mouth instantly formed into the shape of an O. It’s the first time you heard about that and you can’t believe that after months of talking, the both of you haven’t talked about that yet.

“Oh, god. I can’t believe we haven’t talked about this one. You too?” You asked with excitement filling your voice. 

His right brow raised a bit as his eyes began to question.

“What do you mean? You are too?”

You nodded, smiling. Now, this is getting more interesting. For months, you’ve found out a lot of similarities between the two of you—you both can’t eat seafood. But one thing the two of you had in common was your love for cats and now this.

After meeting with him that day, you learned so much about Wonwoo. There’s no doubt how the both of you got into this situation. You became, not just playmates in the game, but also study buddies the moment you both learned you’re under the same program while going to two different universities. Nevertheless, that didn’t become an issue for the both of you to study together.

“Are you done with pharmacology already?” He asked you, removing his round glasses to rest his eyes a bit from reading too much.

You let out a small groan, trying to release all your stress and frustrations about that goddamn subject. You shook your head and gave him a sad smile.

“Almost. You?”

He stared at you. No response, no anything. He just sat there and stared at you, making you wonder if you have something weird on your face. Your forehead creases as you question him using your eyes. 

“Can we just take a break and play a round or two?” 

How can you say no? Closing your books, the both of you plopped yourselves in front of the television as Wonwoo turned the console on. What’s supposed to be just one round turned into three before the both of you went back to studying.

“Want me to help you study?” He asked in the middle of your study sesh, causing you to divert your eyes from the thick textbook you’re reading.

Wonwoo had already closed his textbook and tucked his handouts in his bag. You figured he was already done reviewing, also the reason why he’s offering some help.

“Is it okay? I’m kinda struggling with the calculations…” you shyly replied.

One thing about you, you hate mathematics. And who said there’s no math in pharmacy school? With all these dose calculations you have to deal with, you started to doubt. But for someone who likes to read and study like Wonwoo, sure everything seems basic.

He lets out a chuckle before snatching your handouts away from you.

“Aish, let me help you with that!”

“You just want me to finish studying so that we can play after…” you pouted, playfully rolling your eyes at him.

He paused to look at you, his eyes meeting yours. There’s something about the way he looks at you that doesn’t fail to take your breath away.

“Glad you’re aware.” He said before getting the scientific calculator from you and started reading out problems from the handout.

Another good thing about Jeon Wonwoo, he basically knows a lot of stuff. Some people say intelligence is sexy and you couldn’t agree more. You became so engrossed with dose calculations when Wonwoo started helping you out with it. The next thing you knew, he was already done teaching you and just letting you solve the problems on your own with the method he just taught you. Wonwoo was just sitting there beside you, checking how you solve the problems one by one.

“Thank you for helping me out!”

Wonwoo shrugged, lips curved into a smirk. You swore you wouldn’t be able to finish those problems without his help.

“What are friends for?” 

Yup, friends. Felt like a reality check on your part but he was just stating the truth. As a matter of fact, you have a lot to thank Wonwoo about.

“Let me carry your bag…” he suddenly said, trying to get your tote bag from you. “You look tired.”

You gave him a glare. 

“Why? I can manage.”

Rolling his eyes a bit, Wonwoo swiftly snatched your tote bag away from you. You could only sigh in defeat as he hung the straps on his shoulder, lips curving into a playful smirk. He winked at you before turning his back to walk, leaving you dumbfounded.

Did he just?

“What the hell was that?” 

You placed your arms on your waist and asked. The question alone got him walking back to you.

“What the hell was what?”

“Did you just wink at me?”

He leaned in closer. Both your faces were only a few inches away, causing your eyes to widen in surprise. You could almost smell his perfume and his minty breath the moment he spoke.

“So what if I did?”

“Y-Yah!”

Wonwoo flashed a smile before he stepped back, starting to walk again. You stood frozen on that spot. Lately you have been noticing him doing stuff that you find really odd of him. It’s not something he would do but he’s been acting strangely clingy these days.

“Are you coming?” He asked as he looked back at you, getting you back on your senses.

But Wonwoo is Wonwoo. He may seem unpredictable at times but one thing for sure, he doesn’t fail to make your heart skip everytime he does things.

Senior year in college surely is hard as it seemed at first. A challenging one, you should say. From doing research papers, going through internships and answering loads and loads of quizzes and exams. It has been a hell of a year. All the sleepless nights and sudden breakdowns totally paid off the moment you stood in front of the full-length mirror. A proud smile crossed your face upon seeing your reflection, finally wearing your graduation toga. 

“Y/N-ah, are you ready?”

You heard your mom ask from downstairs. Quickly gathering the rest of your stuff, you sling your bag on your shoulders before going out of your room. The moment you went down, you were welcomed by your mother’s hug.

“Aigoo, look at my daughter…” she mumbled with tears forming in the corner of her eyes. “I’m so proud of you!”

“Eh, eomma. Don’t cry!”

“Ah, by the way! Wonwoo’s here.”

Your heart skipped upon the mention of his name. Not that the feeling is foreign. You’re kind of getting used to it nowadays. The thought of Wonwoo waiting for you in the living area made you march your way towards where he is. You found him silently sitting on the couch as he patiently waited for you.

“Wonu-yah…”

He instantly turned his head to look at you, eyes immediately meeting yours. He had his hair brushed up while looking undeniably dashing even if he’s just wearing a semi-formal fit.

“Y/N…” 

He stopped for a while and looked at you—seemingly mesmerized. Your cheeks started to heat up with the way he looked at you. It was if his eyes were all glued up to you. Trying to break the awkward silence between the two of you, you cleared your throat.

“Sorry. It’s just that you look beautiful.” Wonwoo told you as he put up a shy boyish smile while scratching the back of his head.

You let out a small chuckle, trying to hide your rosy cheeks.

“Thank you?”

As promised, Wonwoo was there at your graduation ceremony and days from now, it’ll be his turn. The both of you promised to be there at each other’s graduation.

“Oh, before I forget…” he turned to get the bouquet of flowers sitting on the couch next to where he was sitting earlier before handing it to you. “Congratulations on your graduation!”

You start to wonder how come you didn’t notice the set of sunflowers sitting next to him. But he just did give you flowers, making your knees weak. You almost teared up the moment you received the flowers from him. It was your first time to ever receive one and to think it was Wonwoo who did it first.

“Thank you. Oh my god, these are beautiful!”

“Look at you two! Why don’t you two take a photo together?” Your mom chirped in, coming out from nowhere while holding a polaroid camera in her hand.

The both of you stood there as your mother tried to take a photo. After what seemed like a lot of hesitations, you felt Wonwoo’s arms snake around your waist as he gently pulled you closer. You and Wonwoo posed for a photo taken by your mother, to which you silently prayed to turn out real nice.

“Will you be there at my graduation?” He asks you as he walks with you towards the car.

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

A smile crossed his face as he held your free hand with his. Butterflies began to swarm across your stomach as you felt light jolts of electricity running through your spine with just a single touch. He stopped on his tracks causing you to do the same and faced to look at you. He stared deeply into your eyes as a smile slowly crept into his face.

“I’m so proud of you…” he whispered as he leaned in a bit.

His eyes were drawing yours to look at them as if they were meaning to tell you something. 

“You know I could’ve done it if it weren’t for you. So, thank you…” 

“Are you seriously thanking me? It was all you who made it, silly.” He chuckled, touching the tip of your nose with his point finger. 

Your family decided to throw a graduation party for you. Your mom pretty much invited a couple of relatives and close friends. Of course, Wonwoo is there. There’s no way he wouldn’t be. The both of you were sitting on the swing on the front porch of your house, telling random stories to each other.

“Don’t you want to go inside?” Wonwoo asked.

“It’s pretty crowded there.”

“Right…” he muttered under his breath. “You’re claustrophobic, how could I forget?”

A small chuckle slipped through your mouth. Wonwoo may seem cold because of his icy aura, but no. If anything, he’s the most sensitive and thoughtful person you have ever known. He could be a bit introverted at times but you could see how he’s trying to open up with you.

“Thank you for the flowers, by the way,” you told him after remembering how happy you were to receive those beautiful sunflowers from him. “I loved it, really.”

“I’m glad you loved it…” he replied with a proud smile forming on his lips. “I woke up early just to get them. They run out pretty fast these days. And seriously, who starts a ceremony that early?!”

That made you laugh. You exhaled and looked up at the stars.

“You really didn’t have to but you still did anyway.” 

You were thankful to have him there with you. Not just right at the moment but in your life. You couldn’t imagine what life would be if you didn’t bump into him in that game. It has always been your what-if—if you didn’t get teamed up with him.

“You know I’d do anything for you.”

The same butterflies you used to feel whenever you’re with him were right there once again. The both of you went silent after that as your mind tried to process the words which came out from him just now. You can’t stop your blood from rushing into your cheeks. After contemplating for a bit, you hesitantly looked at him.

“W-What do you mean?”

Wonwoo looked back at you, suddenly feeling the same electricity that you felt earlier.

“You know what…” he began to say. “No matter how hard I try to come up with the right words to say, it’s just now that I realized that there isn’t really a perfect way to say this.”

“Say what?”

“I like you.” He said, looking straight in your eyes. “I really like you.”

Wonwoo. The great Jeon Wonwoo is… confessing. You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. The only thing you could ever focus on was him and the wild beating of your heart.

“I know I’m being too risky for saying this and might seem fast but I just wanted to let you know. You don’t have to feel the same way. It’s alright if you can’t recip—”

I don’t know about you but some people say that the best way to make someone shut up is to kiss them. Well, you’re one of those people who believed in that saying and so you took their advice.

“It might not seem like it, but you do talk a lot sometimes, Jeon Wonwoo.”

“You kissed me…”

Wonwoo, still left in the daze, stared at you in disbelief.

“So what if I did?” You flashed him a playful smile.

“That was my first kiss!”

“Mine either!” You rebutted then paused when you realized something. “Wait, that was your first?!”

Your eyes immediately widened upon that realization. But you can’t help but feel proud of yourself for being the first lucky girl to claim his lips. 

“So what if it is?”

You smirked at him.

“Let me make sure the last one would still be coming from me…” you replied, leaving him all red.

[lunaprincipessa]

ENTRY 314

Today is my Pagan birthday. Not sure if that's actually a thing, but I'm making it one!

August 29th, 2019 was the day I converted to Paganism and I started practicing witchcraft shortly after... And I have never felt more at home.

I grew up in a Christian/Catholic type of environment where none of the information I was given ever resonated with me. It just didn't feel right, and I felt so out of place at the churches I was forced to attend.

What did resonate with me, through and through, was how I always felt good outside in nature with animals and trees. I even made an altar without knowing what it was or what it meant. My friends all loved looking at it as much as I did. That felt good.

My very first altar. I wish I had a picture of it. It had three tiers and was loaded with pictures and fresh nature. Something I wanted to do and put together naturally without knowledge or guidance. That being said, perhaps I didn't convert. Perhaps I just eventually realized what I was.

Anyway, I was Agnostic for a long time lacking the motivation or will to see what else was out there. I knew there was something but discouragement overpowered me and I gave up on all things beyond the physical for a time.

However, life shifted and I found myself with a new set of challenges that tested me on every level and I needed something else in my life to turn to. I no longer wanted to tell myself "no" when I'd look up at the moon and night sky in desperation.

"Paganism" I thought. But why? What is it? To this day, I have no idea why that word just came to me without any education on it. While I may not know why, I remain grateful.

Since researching, studying, gathering, and eventually finding my place as a Pagan and an eclectic/solitary practitioner of the craft over the past few years, I really have to say it has been an amazing journey and the feeling of belonging is unlike anything else I've ever known, aside from motherhood. I've watched spells like good fortune for friends for example come to fruition and I feel heard for the first time.

I heard not to buy up too many spiritual tools to leave room for what you acquire along the way and I remember the days of not having anything wondering how that might come to pass. How fun it is when what's meant to be yours finds its way to you without missing or harming another. Just fascinating the way the Universe speaks and moves sometimes.

And my Gods and Goddesses! I had none before. Now I have five! And they're all incredible. How connected I felt when I read about them. I knew then why I chose them, or why they chose me. A thought and emotion provoking journey that puts me at peace. I will spend the rest of my days learning and I'm okay with that. There's such a sense of wonder that comes with those initial discoveries and I'm always happy to experience them. I'd be sad if those types of feelings were lost to childhood regardless.

Wrapping up but yes, my little Pagan birthday. Nobody gives a shit but me. That's alright though because I give a shit enough to make up for any and everyone else. This is and has been an awe-inspiring path to take, accompanied by remarkable benefit for the mind, body, and soul. It feels nice to have. More thoughts later.

[diableasura]

Now that i've watched every one piece movie that isn't a retelling of an anime arc or straw hat chase i'm gonna go ahead and indulge in the very human tendency of ranking them in order from best to worst (SPOILERS!!!!):

One Piece: Strong World. Maybe it's because this was the first movie i watched and my first experience with one piece in animation but strong world has remained my favorite since day one (though the second place is very very close i must say). The straw hats are all great and have their little moment to shine the plot is solid and they do a great job with nami, out of the four straw hats with a movie more focused on them she's by far the one that gets the best treatment. Strong world is in the perfect position of being a pre time skip movie, so it's not dragged down by the expanding cast of post time skip, but also since it was the tenth anniversary movie they put in more effort than with the previous movies and it shows. Also sanjis cowboy outfit instantly makes it top tier.

One Piece: Film Gold. I'm... kind of obsessed with this movie?? Seeing the straw hats in a heist really scratched an itch i didn't know i had but my god does it feel good. The designs really excelled here the crew looks gorgeous throughout the entire movie and tesoro's island is so interesting and fits very well in the one piece world. Tesoro is also my favorite villain of any movie, i've seen people say he's the perfect blend between crocodile and doffy and that's so true lmao. Loved having zoro as the damsell in distress, inject that shit straight into my veins i love it when the strong character is the one in need of rescue. Everyone was very cool during the heist but i remember really enjoying franky and luffy's dynamic cause lbr we're kinda starved of it in the manga so it was nice to see them interact so much here. Overall amazing movie and the only one i've rewatched out of all of them.

Baron Omatsuri and the Secret Island. This movie has become a cult classic amongst the fandom and with good reason. It breaks away from the loud spectacle of the other movies and is quieter and more unsettling and so far the only example of actual psychological horror in the lore. I've talked about this before but that final scene with the straw hats cheering luffy on even while they're being consumed by the baron and luffy struggling to the brink of death to save them changed me... I love seeing this family love each other so much!!

Clockwork Island Adventure. I know, I know what's the second movie doing so high up... but it was just so good!! It's very short but that's just a benefit to the plot and i love the gimmick of each straw hat being captured one by one till it's just luffy remaining and the one who has to free them (can you tell i love the movies where the straw hats are kidnapped and the others have to rescue them?? that's my drug). Sanji's fight in this movie kicks ass too, the animation is gorgeous.

One Piece: Film Red. This might seem like a sin, to have this movie so far down the list cause i've seen its pretty unanimously tied up with baron omatsuri as the best movie but to be honest i feel like that's just recency bias. The movie is still a spectacle and the songs slap and yes one of them was in the top 5 of my spotify wrapped this year lol. Uta is a good antagonist but i was never that hooked by her shared past with shanks and luffy, mainly because it's so aggressively impossible for it to be canon, it almost broke my suspension of disbelief. Zosan sleeping side by side was pleasing to my monkey brain and it almost made up for including st charlos in the movie seriously what the fuck was he doing there-

One piece: Stampede. The start of this movie is amazing cause they come up with the perfect competition to have all of these pirate crews on the same place but it quickly devolves into a "how many characters can we fit in" contest and the plot quickly turns into "lets all beat up the villain", which is fine! I did like seeing so many characters, at one point half way through the movie crocodile just appears out of nowhere lmao but hey i'm not complaining i love crocodile. Usopp is the straw hat who's focused on the most in the movie and i feel conflicted with what they did with him cause it just felt like they were making him go through his water 7 arc all over again by having his inferiority complex flaring up. And usopps arc was amazing in water 7 but reviving it for this movie felt a bit weird and repetitive. Despite this though i was very happy seeing him getting the focus, usopp is a painfully underrated character so having him on the spotlight is always welcome.

Dead End Adventure. This movie is a lot of fun. There's a bar fight, a secret pirate race and sanji being his sneaky self and helping out luffy during the final fight. Whats not to love?

One Piece: Film Z. Much like Stampede, i really enjoyed the start of this movie cause the monster trio get to briefly fight the big baddie together, but the plot kinda loses some steam for me after that. Also they tried to make the admirals sympathetic cause the villain is a retired admiral who was once their mentor but i really really really dont care about the marines at all so that was a bit awkward. The straw hats look stunning in this movie, i love that in the movies they give them a million different outfits and the ones from this one absolutely slayed.

Choppers Kingdom on the Island of Strange Animals. Another fun movie where all the straw hats get a moment be cool. There's a kid on this island who i found completely insufferable but i can forgive this movie cause this is also where zosan have that famous scene where they praise the other to their defeated oponent, which made my monkey brain happy.

One Piece: The Movie. This movie's biggest misstep is that sanji isn't in it, but even with this critical flaw it was still quite enjoyable. Zoro is very funny on his own but add luffy into the mix and their dynamic was hilarious. Usopp as always was great. The villain is small potatoes tbh but not really the important part of the movie, which focuses more on the relationship between the kid they meet and his gramps. The final message was surprisingly very sweet. Also sanji appears briefly in the end credits to appease me.

Giant Mechanical Soldier of Karakuri Castle. This movie is a-okay. The villains are a complete joke and it takes the crew less than five minutes to deal with them. The crew dynamics carry all of my enjoyment with this one.

The Cursed Holy Sword. Yeah... this movie commited the unforgivable sin of having zoro as the main focus and yet managing to do absolutely nothing interesting with him. Even if they did shamelessly create kuina 2.0 with saga, they could've delved into how zoro would react when two different duties (his promise to saga and his position as the crew swordsman) clash against each other... but instead we see no conflict with zoro, even though we all know this situation would be conflicting for him. They just make him scowl throughout the whole runtime and thats just not who Zoro is... Luffy and usopp are a lot of fun though.

TL; DR my ranking is:

Strong World

Gold

Baron Omatsuri

Clockword Island

Red

Stampede

Dead End

Z

Choppers Kingdom

One Piece: The Movie

Karakuri Castle

Cursed Holy Sword

Conclusion: the one piece brainrot is no joke.

[pillowfriendly]

tag game: 9 favorite characters

tagged by @gunkreads. this was really hard. lots of people left out that im sad about. tried to keep it to one per source material. not in any particular order

Nyneave al'Meara (Wheel of Time)

healer wizard. temperament of a tavern brawler but will yell at you if you swear. mama bear over people 1.5 years younger than her. severe personality issues and a dozen complexes. could fight god and win

Major Kusanagi (Ghost in the Shell)

she's a blueprint character for me much as ghost in the shell was very foundational to my taste. introduced me to the world of sci-fi and the amazing ways the genre can play with ideas, WHILE serving cunt

G'raha Tia (Final Fantasy XIV)

annoying prodigy historian turned spacetime-ripping wizard powered by and bound to an ancient solar power plant. i cant say more cause then we'd be here all day. im Not Normal about this character

Guts/Casca/Griffith (Berserk)

there should be dissertations written on them. griffith in particular is THEEEE character study of a villain in all of manga but i would not put him as my favorite because i want him shot into the sun and then the sun should blow up

Paul (The Locked Tomb)

this is NOT cheating to put another multiple character entry as one because Paul as a culmination of two characters arcs is important ok and i have a little room in my brain for them forever. (@keawi's art go look ok!!!)

Susannah Dean (The Dark Tower)

civil rights activist who gets isekai'd into a high fantasy post-apocalyptic horror western world, becomes a gunslinger, and proceeds to knock it out of the fucking park. she's two personalities duct-taped together. she ain't got no legs. if you look up "tough motherfucker" in the dictionary she's there

Madara (Natsume Yuujinchou)

not a complex character or anything i just like him so much. hes a kitty. he's funny. he was going to eat natsume but grew to care for him and now they're friends. he will never say this ever. he's actually a giant wolf demon. he lives as a fat cat and goes by nyanko-sensei. he's perfect

Amos Burton (The Expanse)

apparent bog-standard tough guy character actually a huge delight whenever he's on screen, ends up having an insanely compelling arc. prime poor little meow meow material of the S-tier guard dog trope variety and that wins an insane amount of points with me

Ishmael (Moby Dick)

this is not a joke he's my favorite narrator to ever do it. it's so much fun to be in his head, he's deranged and hilarious and a genuinely weird little man. king of tangents and making shit up

potential next victims: @iwishtobeafish @crowbandit @blackbutterflypriestess @terramythos @daedricprincessorigin @notimpossibell uhhh idk im curious about everyones but i dont wanna spam tag so just tag me if you see this and feel like doing it ok!!

[c-c-cherry]

HELLO you may recognise me as the artist that drew that one whole scene from chapter 7!! thought i'd drop in to say:

FIRST OF ALL midterms are the pain ever, i wish you all the best!! stay hydrated <3

SECOND OF ALL thank you for taking the time to leave such a long and heartfelt reply on my post asjcjkdj it made me really really happy and giddy for the rest of the day i'm so glad i managed to portray the characters and envision the scenes the way you intended us to! your writing is absolutely gorgeous and i hope you're doubting its quality less, because it is top tier.

speaking of your writing i was tempted to talk about why i really loved the fic in the post itself but felt like it was really long already 😭

so here i am, this may be long, i apologise in advance for my rambling, in this essay-

REIGEN'S SPIRALLING DOWN THE NEGATIVE SELF TALK WAS SO HEART BREAKING BUT SO RAW, IN A WAY, LIKE IT HURTS THAT HE REALLY THINKS NO ONE NEEDS HIM AROUND AND EVERYONE WOULD BE FINE/BETTER OFF W/O HIM. BUT SO SO MANY PEOPLE HAVE BEEN POSITIVELY IMPACTED BY HIM AND SO MANY PEOPLE LOVE HIM AND WANT HIM AND NEED HIM

I LOVE HOW REIGEN WAS FORCED TO FACE THAT TRUTH THROUGH DIMPLE'S MEMORIES, I LOVE HOW DIMPLE CARES AND IS CONCERNED FOR REIGEN WHILE BEING BRUTAL AND A LITTLE SHIT

i love how everyone turns to teru because he's reliable and he's smart but he's just a 14 year old who's had to be his own adult for way too long and he's just trying to figure things out, too. I LOVE HATE THE WAY HE TRIES TO FILL REIGEN'S SHOES, I LOVE THEIR FATHER-SON DYNAMIC

getting me started on ritsu would be a mistake as i may write a 13k word essay if left unattended BUT in short, I LOVE THE WAY YOU DEPICTED HIS TRAUMA, HIS EXTREMELY HUMAN, EMOTIONAL REACTION TO MOB POTENTIALLY LOSING CONTROL, THE WAY HE ISN'T OVER IT, BECAUSE REALLY THATS SO UNDERSTANDABLE, THE WAY HE'S JUST A SMALL, SCARED 13 YEAR OLD JUST OUGHHH

MOB AND HIS CONCERN FOR REIGEN, HIM STEPPING UP EVEN THOUGH HE KNEW HIS SHISHOU COULD BE DEAD INSIDE THE OFFICE, HIS BRAVERY AND HIS COMPASSION. AND THE ONE MEMORY? WHERE HES ASKING REIGEN NOT TO LEAVE SO SOON, NOT WITHOUT SAYING SOMETHING I CRIED. I CRIED OK I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

SERIZAWA DESPITE BEING ARGUABLY THE MOST ANXIOUS ABOUT THE WHOLE SITUATION, STEPPING UP!! TAKING CHARGE AND BEING MATURE AND DOING HIS BEST, FOR THE KIDS AND FOR HIMSELF AND ESPECIALLY FOR REIGEN

and shou oh my god i love that he tags along, that he's included but feels like an outcast in their group, the way he's there because he cares but he thinks he doesn't really have the right since he's not as close to reigen. HES SO ALONE BUT HE DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO INTEGRATE INTO THEIR CIRCLE, SO HE KIND OF HANGS AROUND THE EDGE AND GOOD LORD I WISH THEY'D JUST PULL HIM IN

in conclusion i want to hug them all. i haven't felt this many emotions in so long cherry you did amazing and trust me you're going to keep doing amazing, because you are you

if you read all the way here thank you for bearing w me 😭😭 i hope you're doing well, you said you recovered from a mystery sickness recently? take care ok, we support you!! <3

-bloo

Hello Bloo!! I’m so sorry it took me this long to finally reply. Life is life, and now I’m here! But just know that I’ve been rereading this ask consistently because it makes me so happy that my work can…make people think THOUGHTS? In-depth thoughts that they want to share with me?? It still barely feels real to me that people are liking my silly self-indulgent fic where I make the business man suffer. So thank you! I’m so happy you’re enjoying it, and thank you again for that deliciously-crafted fan comic! :)

I'm sparing your poor souls from a Cherry ramble under the cut. But for those who wanna peek inside my silly head:

As for what you’re saying about the fic itself…yeah HAHA. You’ve got it down. As someone who’s completely desensitized to their own ideas and the execution of said ideas, I don’t know how obvious all my little underlying themes and ulterior plot lines have been, but your interpretation of it all is pretty spot on. I’m a sucker for forcing characters to face their own truth via IMPOSSIBLE circumstances and then dragging every other character into a whirlpool of chaos and conflict and confrontation in turn. It makes it all the more fun >:)

I’ve been trying to write the characters carefully so their dynamics blend or clash or do anything else that I please, and that means letting them roam free and interact with each other while keeping their special character quirks. I love writing Mob constantly on the verge of guilty instability, Seri having to step his ass up despite his confidence not yet being 100%, Shou and his mysterious ways that are SO worth exploring because he's such a complex character despite not appearing a lot in canon, Ritsu’s impulsive, fear-driven, 13-year-old antics (and that dreaded stop sign), and of course, Reigen and all his pathetic self-loathing. In fact, ALL of them have been incredibly fun to write because ONE has amazing, fleshed-out characters that interact so well together. BUT I’ve been surprised with how much I’ve loved writing Dimple and Teru especially. Dimple’s not hard to write at all for me, but his interactions with the other characters in writing are ADDICTING, and I didn't expect that. I will say this forever, but I want Dimple in more fics because of the POTENTIAL. LET THE FART CLOUD HAVE THE SPOTLIGHT!! As for Teru—you can ask anyone who was around for the first few draft chapters of AH—I was very hesitant to write him at all. I personally think his character is very hard to nail, and I’m honestly surprised at how much the audience has taken to his role and his little moments within the fic—that encouragement and influence definitely made him appear more than I originally anticipated :)

I could ramble for hours about every character and all their inner complexities that I'd love to explore in this work and others. But I will stop myself here hahaha.

Thank you for this sweet little breakdown of what you’re enjoying in AH so far. It makes me feel very happy :) And thank you all for all the support! It really means a lot.

As for my mysterious sickness from a few weeks ago, it has vanished! Student life is crawling with unknown bacteria. It's like you're in daycare all over again, or perhaps a medieval plague ward. Now all I have to do is battle the turbulent trials of finals :’)

[archangelofsacrifice]

Mostly a rambling vent post, FFXIV and the nature of mmos

So, I play a lot of FFXIV, and I'm far from like a god tier good player, but I AM a notably good player to some extent. I do savage content and have a mild interest in parsing and pushing myself to be better constantly. I can remember the flow of a fight, I can react fairly quickly to stuff I forget/am new to, and I'm usually pretty intuitive with figuring out mechanics.

I have a ton of fun in the high end raiding scene, but there's just this one little thing about it that really depresses me and just randomly hits me with being sad now and then.

I really enjoy blind prog for stuff... Just, a group of players sitting down and figuring out the fight together, no looking stuff up, no video guides, none of that shit... And there are other players that enjoy that. This isn't some woe is me, why does NO one play the game the way I like it to be played. I understand there are other blind prog enjoyers

But my friends aren't those people. The people I've grown attached to and enjoy playing the game with just, aren't that. So it's whatever, I still have tons of fun doing raids with them and I'm really excited for the last set of savage fights for EW and to do the fights with them.

I've basically given up on trying to do blind savage, I can't get enough of my current friends to do it, and meeting a new set of people that I click with and would enjoy that with... Would just be so exhausting...

But hey, below savage there's ex fights. They're in a mixed spot of, hard content for casual players, and anywhere from easy to hard for savage raiders.

A new ex fight dropped the other day and just... Day 1, nothing in party finder but groups saying stuff like "x guide" "watch this guide to join" "x strats" just... Really no groups just going blind....

I and my one friend that does enjoy blind content as well went to make a blind party since it's day 1 of the fight being out... We get an entire premade party that was just missing our roles to join us and fill the party instantly... We start the fight and... Despite it being blind... They instantly put up waymarkers for setting up stuff to help resolve mechanics... "We're blind too but we did one lockout and got to 60%" cool... Whatever... Between the move telegraphs and the waymarkers, most of the stuff is just kinda easy for me to put together at that point, and like, there's no sense of us working together to figure stuff out... 6 people just joined and instantly resolved all the earlier mechanics of the fight for us... They explain stuff as we wipe, they just, leave no room for us to figure it out..

And yeah we could have left but, it's not that serious, I didn't care THAT much about doing it blind, but I would have liked to ya know? I would have enjoyed the chance... But no, probably like 90% of the players don't care about blind and just want to clear the fights asap.

High end MMO fights have such cool puzzle like elements woven into the fights that would be amazing to tackle with your friends and try out different ways to resolve them... But if even one player just starts getting frustrated and annoyed... It's like the storm of pestilence infects people bit by bit... Someone lagging behind on understanding what to do becomes a point of arguing... People get mad and frustrated... It just turns into a mess... I hate it. It fills me with such sadness... I can't be in sync with my friends like I want to be... I can't find an entire group that's all on the same page... I know that's selfish of me to want, I know it's unreasonable and not likely to happen... I already know that but it still makes me sad you know?

[fandomwritingbit]

HR at Freddy’s

This is a new mini-series thing I wanna do, because I want to be active more but need something a little more low maintenance than fics. Its nothing amazing and no smut just a bit of fnaf themed corporate fun because I am just obsessed with the idea of the HR person from Freddy’s being just a normal bloke. 

Warnings: swearing, violence description (normalised), heavy sarcasm, sexual themes.

It was always the same feeling when pulling up at the restaurant. The same kind of dull disappointment that nestled nicely in the pit of his stomach, every damned day. This was his life. A grotty, painfully dated, stage-lit clusterfuck of noise and injuries, and scandals, oh, my. 

Fazbear’s HR guy and self-proclaimed professional always arrived just 5 or 10 minutes before his office hours to get a good depression session in. And man, did they hit different in his new Clio. Twice as fucking hard if he was being honest. 

With his emotions somewhat expressed, the protagonist unbuckled his seatbelt and set about getting out, one foot out the door a presence behind him made him go cold all over. And he turned to face his ponce of a boss. 

“Ay ya alright, Bill?” the owner, William Afton, asked a smile that could shatter glass. He wasn’t a fan, not since the very beginning of his tenure here because this fella had a distinct lack of empathy for all the bullshit that practically orbited him. And just because the two shared a Christian name, he assumed there was a sense of camaraderie: he was very mistaken.

Fixing one of his bosses with a repugnant stare, Bill attempted to shut his car door, immediately realising his tie was trapped in it when his chin came into hard and sudden contact with the roof of his car. 

So shocked by the frankly rude incident, his arms went slack for a moment as he weighed up what the appropriate reaction to that was. Laugh? Nah bit psychopathic, though he was in the right company for that. Cry? Not possible to stop if he did that. But he couldn’t exactly pretend it hadn’t happened, God, he could taste blood. And, good lord, the sound it made. 

Pulling himself back up right, he dislodged his tie, not able to get a word in before Afton interjected. 

“No need to answer that, Bill.” He said, not bothering to hide the amusement, “I can see you’re doing... just fine.” The pause was filled with a snickering laughter that was close to being Bill’s 13th reason. He scowled before his boss slapped him on the back and walked inside the building still sniggering.    

After taking a moment, Bill followed suit, b-lining straight for his office. He needed a coffee, or a line to be honest, but only one was on the table today. He loved telling people about the coffee machine in his office, had a steamer and everything, real top-tier shit. He always failed to mention that he had paid for it because trying to get funding out of Henry was like Victorian fucking, a lot of fumbling and apologies before you both walk away feeling disappointed.  

It was at his machine that he had the nerve to glance towards his desk. A tip it was, just as he left it, but the obnoxious pile of papers right slap-bang in the middle was new. Looking at the top it became very clear that these were claims, Johnson v. Fazbear’s and the like. And how had management intended to delight him with this news? 

A pink fucking post-it stuck on the top that read, “Sorry, mate. Love, Will.” 

“Oh an apology!” Bill shouted, loud enough to be heard through the wall where he knew the other bloke was sat on his hands doing fuck-all. “That makes it alright then, doesn’t it!” He was fuming with this, it was going to take him ages to sort through this, and probably a fair deal of back-handers too. Man, he had a strong urge to go to Afton’s office and throttle him, but the weirdo would probably like it.

[sephmonet]

January’s Reading List

I promised myself that i would keep tabs on all the things I read this year, both on and off tumblr. Also - this shines light on some amazing authors that I’ve come across and don’t want to forget. If you’d rather not be tagged (because if you’re on this list, it means im legit reading every fic you pump out LMAO) please let me know!

This one is starting off mostly as a backlog, because I should’ve done this earlier... Oops.

also i can’t, for the life of me, ever recall fics off of the top of my head.

This is in no particular order other than what I can find off of my blog and my pc tabs - i have 3 million open at all times.

The Last of Us

abby love spell by @ohcaptains

 This abby x reader fic is literally the first I’ve ever read because I def wasn’t an abby stan. This entire fic is perfection from head to toe, legit smutty perfection. The longing, the desperation, the banter is just so great and I can’t recommend this one enough.

miss sunshine by @nexusnyx

I’ve read a lot of Joel fics, being a longtime Joel lover. (Seriously, I’ve been in love with this man since I was 13.) This one is my all time favorite, hands down. I love the dynamic here, I love how the author takes the characterization of Joel miller and makes it better. I especially love that Sunshine is a nickname given to her by him and not Sarah.

Everything here is perfect for me. No qualms. I read it every couple of days.

Call of Duty (MWII)

yours to keep by @mvtthewmurdvck

In lieu of authors turning me onto characters that I never thought I’d like, this one is divine. Definitely helps that they accidentally used my actual nickname but, even without it, this fic is just so deliciously sexy and real. I could write paragraphs on how much I love this story.

Softly by @littleferal

This Rudy fic accompanies another two amazing fics, but this specifically highlights Rudy featuring a little bit of Ale. The Las Almas boys are so well done in this authors hands. They truly nailed how gentle and attentive a lover Rudy can be. The sugar and spice dynamic of Rudy and Ale is perfection here.

Simon Says & Daddy’s Home by @emomanswhore

For these to be their only two fucking fics on this site, holy shit.

Author came out that bitch SWINGING. I remember these two fics being the first real ghost x reader that I felt really strongly about because its the first time I ever really got into a reblogging stint. Ontop of a black coded and bratty!reader, Gods. These two stories keep my horny ass up at night. Point blank.

“its so hot when you talk back” by @gh0stswh0re

Speaking of smut that keeps me up at night.. this is some toe-curling stuff. I love brat tamer!Ghost so much. This author captures his filthy fucking mouth so well.

Untitled Konig Drabble by @luxuryberzatto

Listen... Between Konig and Price.. those two are fighting rn for White Boy of the Month for me. But this drabble??? I think i’d have to let Konig have the “Bear” title. Just this once.. author made him begging sound so sexy.

Her heart was the most Beautiful Thing I Ever Broke by @day0walker​

This is an ongoing Price series that I just can’t wait to really dig into. I’ve read the first few chapters and, I have to say, Im afraid this might become one of my favorites for my main man. Perfect, so far, in every way. The banter is top tier.

Price’s Masterlist by @yeyinde

Literally feeds us so much. The Price girlies are forever in this authors favor. Everything they write for that man is so delicious, so fucking ambrosial that i’ll literally put down what Im doing to read what they’ve written for him.

Ghosts and Mirages Masterlist by @stararch4ngelqueen

Still ongoing series, but its so good. Nothing has fed me more than this series for Ghost right here. It’s quite literally a masterpiece. I’ve never felt more emotion for a series than this one right here. PERFECT.

Misc. Characters

Blossom Dearie by @nymphlamp

Carmy is SO good in this Authors hands. So perfect. This fic turned me into such a carmy girl that it isn’t even funny and I should actually go to a therapist about it. Such beautiful writing. Also another black coded!reader <3

Morning by @write-and-buried​

This is a Dieter Bravo fic and.. Whew lord this, and the second part of it is sooooooo fucking hot. I still haven’t seen whatever movie this is yet but by Gods does this fic make me want to dive headfirst into it.

The Fire in Your Eyes Series by @flamehairedwritings​

such a good series for Aurthur Morgan. So well fucking done with so many emotions. Beautiful and meaningful writing.

Off of Tumblr

Safe House by Alternate_Alien

Another ongoing price fic... but Bodyguard!Price dealing with a bratty!reader??? Cmooooon now. Its too good.

Lady of Rooksgrave Manor by Kathryn Moon

Reverse harems are such a guilty pleasure of mine. This turned me into a monster fucker.. Im not sorry.

[bill-cipher-enjoyer]

ahem* said crap ass infodump i mentioned abt my oc, am kinda scared but imma do so anyways cause im stumped on this one design im tryna do rn-

so uh ok we start off with this app called gachaverse, amazing i know, and then this kid decides to just make an oc basing off these stupif videos where they try to fix the brat designs and just yeet the thing into the 4th-verse where they’re basically unrecognisable-

ok enough abt the videos we now see this random ass, mid tier design, not bad for a 5 year old tbh, and the first thing that happens to this design is that it gets bashed in the face with a random preset the creator found cause they too lazy to make a ken doll looking char

fast forward a few years and this char’s situation has not improved, it’s basically the prev paragraph but with added layers like an onion and the char gained fucking deperesion cause the creator won’t let them transition into a guy + they’re a fat, downgraded -stickfigure forced to make out with degenerative white boys that look like their sleep paralysis demon

they wake up the next day, it turns out the creator reset the story-AGAIN- ;ike wtf is their problem yea? and like this char is so fucking t i r e d like stop dooming them by the narative and give them some space like it’s almost as if their sole purpose is intertain this creator with gushy and swiss cheese looking ass love storys like oh my god

and then, AND THEN, the creator finally decided to give this guy some fucking powers yea? and um uh, i can’t type anymore, i’ll give you part two of this crap info later cause this is so shit the next part is better i swear, (imo anyways) also all i did was copy and paste this anyways-

Neat! I'll wait for the part 2 :]

[simplysable]

How would the Four Lords react to S/O who bakes really extravagant things for them?

Genuinely none of them would know what to do and I’m here for it

Resident Evil Lords With an S/O Who Loves to Bake 🧁

Alcina Dimitrescu

It’s two in the morning, what idiot maid is making a racket in her kitchen-!

Oh it’s you!

Why are you being so loud in her kitchen, of all places?

She sees you shove some bowls behind your back

“Nothing to see here, Alcina! Nothing! You should go back to bed, like, now!”

You were acting odd, but she was exhausted from her meeting with Miranda earlier in the day

“Okay, I will, but I want an explanation for this in the morning. Be quiet, please.”

She got an explanation in the morning

“Miranda was being a bitch, and the girls weren’t helping, so I decided to make you a cake to cheer you up. Surprise?”

Alcina was, in fact, surprised

You stayed up making this all night

And it was gorgeous

It looked like a goddamn wedding cake

Three tiers, fully frosted and decorated with little flowers

“Darling, you made this for me? Oh thank you! You must be exhausted! Come, take a break.”

She had no idea what to do

You made this for her? With your own two hands? And you took hours out of your night to make it instead of sleeping???

You baffled her

She loved you so much

She cooked you a huge dinner that night and praised your cake when you ate dessert

The girls ate that shit in minutes

God she loves you, and she wants you to know it

Donna Beneviento

…were those macaroons on the counter?

With little cursive Ds written in chocolate on top of them?

And a few set aside with little As on them?

You need to drag her out of her room because of how flustered she was (she hid)

Donna is the definition of bashful

She has no idea what to do with this! No one makes her things, especially not you!

She’s supposed to make you things, not the other way around!

Angie expresses Donna’s true emotions, much to your satisfaction (and Donna’s dismay)

“Hon, these things are the best things EVER! You need to make them more! Oh oh! You should make some for Heisy-weisy and put some special herbs in them!”

“…you know what I mean, right? We’re making the metal man get STONED!”

Donna hastily shoves her hand over Angie’s mouth to make her stop talking

It does not stop you from laughing

Or from planning

Donna really is thankful, though

She’s so happy that she found someone so amazing that would go out of their way to make macaroons for her

She’s smitten

Absolutely smitten

And a little embarrassed

Salvatore Moreau

Something wasn’t right

Not that something was wrong, per se, but something was just… different

The lake didn’t smell like it normally did

It was lacking the normal amount of stank, in Sal’s opinion

It almost smelled… sweet??

He followed the smell

And promptly broke down crying

There you were, in his gross kitchen, wearing an apron that Donna made for you

Holding a fresh, wonderful, dozen doughnuts, all glazed and frosted

You just fuckin.. made this for him!?? What-

You turned around, looked at your doughnuts sadly, and asked, “are you allergic to gluten?”

After stopping the flow of tears, Sal explained that no, he wasn’t allergic to gluten, he was just surprised

How did you even make this? And why did you make them for him?

Turns out, you had been requesting specific baking supplies from the Duke, and you stealthily hid everything until you were ready to bake

“But- but why would you do something for me? I’m so.. gross! I don’t want your wonderful treats to go to waste!”

You set down the box, walked over to him, and gave him a lil smooch on the forehead

“I made them because I know you have a sweet tooth, and because I love you, Sal! Do you think I would spend all that lei on baking supplies for someone I hated?”

He tearfully smiled, sat down with you, and ate the best damn doughnuts he ever had

He had no idea how to express his sincere gratitude and surprise other than showering you in compliments

He loves you, so, so much

“Wait, love, how much did you spend on the supplies?”

Aaaaand the waterworks are staring again

Karl Heisenberg

What in the hell was getting the lycans so worked up?? In his fucking kitchen, no less

They normally kept their dumb noses is places where they were supposed to be

But in his kitchen? And this hyper?

He thinks the fuck not

Karl storms in there, hammer blazing and bashing any lycans that were in his way

“What the hell is going on in here? Scram! Go the fuck away! Leave before I turn you into a soldat! Oh, what?”

You were in the kitchen, swarmed by a horde of lycans that were acting like puppies, feeding them something

“Oh, hey Heis. Sorry, I couldn’t get them out.”

“Well what the fuck were they doing in here in the first place?”

“They smelled the cookie batter and came running.”

“The what?”

He was confused

Why were you making cookies? The last time Miranda had them at their “meetings” they tasted like ass

Why were you baking ass

After you explaining that cookies normally don’t taste like ass, you shoved one in his mouth

He was pissed

But then very happy (even thought he didn’t really show it)

You made these for him? Well, he’s happy he picked such a babe to be his partner for life

“Hey, thanks! I’m gonna show these to Miranda and tell her how bad hers were.”

He loves your cookies

And so do the lycans

Hope you like the baking headcanons! Sorry this took so long to post!

[segredosjogados]

Song Association

I don't know if anyone has ever written one like this but I decided to make it my own. My character is based off Jhené Aiko and the two songs she mentions that are hers are Jhené's: While We're Young and Sativa  - this story will include a part 2 about the filming of the video of While We're Young. 

Story: Y/N is called to play Song Association with Elle and she sings two songs from her boyfriend Jack Harlow, two songs of hers and gives a hint about the awaited video of While We're Young. 

ps: unedited 

🎶🎤🖤 welcome to a world of wonder ♟🎬✔️

Hello everyone this is Y/F/N here and we're playing Song Association. I'm actually very nervous because I got some too old or just too Gen Z inspirations, let's see how it goes. The rules are simple I'm gonna be given a word and I have ten seconds to sing a song with this word or in the title. Let's jus get it! 

First word: Friend

Ok, could it be in plural? "Met last week and they already best friends, met last week and they already best friends..." ya'll did me dirty with this one! I love this song, shoutout Jack Harlow! He's a good rapper... 

Second word: Real 

This real life... oh oh.. oh... Real life by The Weeknd, ugh I love this song, I love The Weeknd, he's just the sweetest person ever and his songs are just top tier. 

Third word: Heart 

"I'm giving you my heart, please don't break it" this is my song While We're Young, the music video is out by the way, I loved it a lot, we filmed it in Paris, it's my reckless love letter to Jack, I just love him and this song so much, so go watch it! 

Fourth word: Road

Oh, yes, of course! "I'm gonna take my horse to the old town road" Old Town Road, Lil Nas X, baby I love you so much! Come home, Jack misses you! 

Fifth word: Girl 

"Who run the world? Girls! Who run the world? Girls!" this song actually made me who I am today, when I saw Beyoncé on that video I was like "I wanna be as badass as she is" and sing a song about women ruling the world, as we should. 

Sixth word: Pain 

Ok, ok... "Why God, why God do I gotta suffer? Pain in my heart carry burdens full of struggle" this is Kendrick Lamar's "Fear" and it's one of my favorite songs of his, I love how he could just rap about his inner struggles and make it sound a little blues, a little jazz, he's a genius hands down. 

Seventh word: Phone

That's easy! "I said I'm ready... hold the phone..." Sativa by me and Swae Lee, lots of love to my creative genius Swae Lee, everything he touches is gold. 

Eight word: Lie

Oh, that's easy "Can't lie, I'm on Angus, Cloud 9" First Class by Jack Harlow, ya'll are getting me singing my boyfriend sh*t (bleep) he gon be way over his head tonight and I'll have to deal with it. 

Nineth word: She 

She? Omg, ok... humm... "She will" by Lil Wayne and Drake? Ya'll have me reaching "And she bad, so maybe she won't, uh, but shit than again maybe she will" I guess that's it! (laughs nervously)

Ok ya'll I think I did great on Song Association, I got 9 out 9, so yes, it turns out it's an excellent score! Thank you so much for having me, watch the While We're Young music video, my first album "Contained feelings" is coming up this spring and I'm excited, nervous, happy, all the feelings I could ever have. See you! 

And cut! 

- That was amazing! - Y/N's manager said from behind the cameras, coming to greet her after the video. 

- Yes, I guess so. I was really nervous, though. - Y/N answered. 

- Nothing to worry about. You nailed all the songs, mention Jack twice and even The Weeknd! You know that his teamed reached us for a collab right? He loved your vocals on the demos we sent him for his next album, so be ready for everything girl, we might get you to Toronto in the next upcoming days. - the manager said all giggling making Y/N blush and think about a The Weeknd collaboration. Collaborating with Jack for the While We're Young video had the internet talking a lot already, so a The Weeknd collaboration would make your numbers go up. 

Maybe there was this one person that would be jealous but it was work, right?

[skinnyducky]

made for you // v.h.

hello.. im sorry i havent been posting. school has been keeping me busy but i wanted to post this. this idea comes from @yelenasdarling so thank you ! i recommend listening to halley’s comet by billie eilish (as well as the whole album) bc that’s the song that is being discussed in this (as well as many others), so yuh. enjoy ! and i promise i haven’t forgotten about party @ y/ns !

vinnie hacker x singer!fem!reader

Word Count: 1408, edited

WARNING: MAJOR FLUFF LUV

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As the year was coming to an end, so was your debut album. For months, you’d been working with the best producers, musicians, and doing endless promo for this album and within a few days, you’d be playing it for the label. Obviously because it is your first record, you’re protective over it. No one had heard it besides the people working on it. So, you were a bit nervous to let your pleading boyfriend, Vinnie, tag along to the studio with you.

It was Friday, and you two had been chilling in his room when your producer, Sarah, said she needed you to go over it before the label meeting. As you bid your goodbyes to Vinnie, informing him of the reason for your departure, he pouted. “Why can’t I come?” he nearly cried, giving you his puppy dog eyes. Because you couldn’t resist them—and you just can’t say “no” to him—you allowed him to come.

Now here the two of you were, in the studio and listening to Sarah go on and on about how long it took for her to finish mastering it. Your manager, Jen, had came too. She had to hear the album for herself also. She couldn’t have her client looking a mess in front of her bosses. Bad for business and her reputation.

“…and after an hour or two of making sure your vocals were clear, I finally finish the album.” Sarah explained. “Honestly, this is probably the best album I’ve produced in a minute, and I worked on SZA’s album.”

“That good?” Vinnie asked with a smirk, leaning against the studio door. “That’s sick. I’m ready to listen to it.”

As that sentence left Vinnie’s mouth, you felt your anxiety overcome you. “Are you sure, Sarah? There has to be some sort of adlib I need to rework or something. Can’t be ready so soon.”

“Y/n, it can’t get any better than this. This is a solid project. I should know, I spent days listening to it over and over again. Trust me, it’s ready.”

“Besides, it’s too late to rerecord now.” Jen added. “The label meeting is next Thursday, and we don’t have a week for Sarah to mix and master all over again. Once the label gives us the greenlight, if there’s anything to tweak, you can do it before you have to submit the final project. But until then, no changes and no additions.”

You sighed, nodded your head. It’s not that you were afraid of it not being perfect. You were more scared of what Vinnie would think. I mean, he’s the one who inspired the album; more than half of the songs are about him. His opinion meant everything to you, and if he didn’t like an inch of it…that would destroy you.

As you were sulking and picking at your chipped nail polish, Vinnie wandered over to you where you sat at the soundboard with Sarah. He leaned against it and smiled down at you. “What’s the matter, baby?”

“Nothing.” You sighed, keeping your head down. He scoffed and chuckled. “Y/n, you’re playing with your nail polish. You always do that when you’re upset.”

He pulled you up and took you out of your seat before sitting down himself and placing you on his lap. “Tell Santa what’s up.” He joked, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“I’m just nervous. This album means so much to me.”

“Completely understandable. It’s your first one, it should mean a lot to you.”

You shook your head. “It’s not just because of that. It’s also because it’s about you. The only reason you haven’t came with me to the studio until now is because I didn’t want you to hate anything on this, and it would kill me if you did.”

“Y/n, look at me”—you finally met his eyes for the first time—“I could never not like anything you do. Especially if it’s dedicated to me. That’s like throwing away a gift you gave me. I wouldn’t ever do that. So don’t think for a minute that I’d hate this. That’s literally impossible.”

You smiled, planting a kiss on his forehead. “You’re too good for me.”

“I know.” He laughed and turned to Sarah. “Play us the album!” He said dramatically, sending the producer into a fit of giggles.

She followed his orders and with a few clicks and the press of a button, the first song from your album rang out from the studio speakers. You watched timidly as Vinnie bobbed his head up and down as it went from track to track.

“This shit slaps!” He exclaimed as “Y/n Bossa Nova” played. He nearly about died during “Oxytocin”, claiming it to be god tier. Minutes went by until you got to the final track “Halley’s Comet”, and you were scared to play him this song.

While the other tracks were quite playful in nature, this one was different. The song was a bit cynical, but it was also like a love letter to Vinnie. Never before have you ever felt what you had with him. And at first that made you scared. But as the months went by and your relationship started to blossom, you realized he was the one for you. This was just your way of telling him that.

When it started, you looked everywhere but at Vinnie. It wasn’t just because you couldn’t bear to see the expression on his face, but also because this song was quite emotional. You didn’t want him to see you “being a little bitch” as you put it.

The sound of your soft vocals bounced off the walls and you felt Vinnie place his chin on your shoulder. His hold on you grew tighter as he swayed you two back forth. A small smile crept it’s way onto your face as you tried your best to stray away from crying.

“I’ve been loved before, but right now in this moment,” you sung, “I feel more and more like I was made for you…”

When those lyrics hit, you felt Vinnie stop swaying. Hell, you were pretty sure he had stopped breathing too. You didn’t know what to think about that; did he not like the song, is he shocked? What was he thinking and feeling? Shortly after, the song came to an end with you singing, “I think I might have fallen in love…what am I to do?”

And with that, the album finished. The room was silent, the only sound being your sniffles. Although that was broken when Sarah screamed. “Wasn’t that amazing!? Ugh, my power…I really outdid myself on this one.”

Thankfully, Jen understood the impact of that last song. “Sarah, why don’t we go get a Snickers or something from the vending machine?”

“I can’t eat anything fatty, Jen. You know this.”

Jen mouthed some profanities and threats at the woman causing her to shoot up from her chair and run out into the hallway. “We’ll leave you two alone for a minute.” Jen smiled, leaving the room and shutting the door behind her.

Neither of you or Vinnie spoke and that somewhat was comforting. However, part of it made you feel insecure about the album, “Halley’s Comet” in specific. Out of all the songs, that’s the one you wanted him to like the most.

The silence soon grew uncomfortable, so you decided to be the first to speak. “Well, that was the album. What’d you think?”

He opened his mouth, but it was obviously he couldn’t find the right words to say. “I-I don’t know how to even put it in words.”

“That bad?” You sighed.

“No, never.” He laughed. “It was beautiful, all of it really. And that last song, that was amazing.”

You pursed your lips, hiding the grin wanting to break free. “You think so?”

“Yeah, it was definitely one of my favorites. To know I had that much of an impact on you, it’s really sweet. I didn’t think I could simp for you any harder than I do now.”

“Shut up!” you laughed, slapping his shoulder.

“It’s the truth!” he said, throwing his hands up in defense. “I love you, Y/n. I really do.”

“I love you too.” And with that, he laid a sweet and gentle kiss on your lips.

Pulling back, he said, “Oh and just so you know, I agree with you.”

“On what?”

“You were definitely made for me.”

[asksidon]

Back with an ask! This one should be fun, I hope. As always, your writing is amazing!

Can I get Sidon with a gn reader who just beats the shit outta the Lynel on Shatterback Point? Maybe they never bothered with it before but one day it shoots a shock arrow a little too close to Fish Prince for comfort and they just march up there and whoop it? It makes me laugh imagining just stomping up there with the same energy as an abuela with a chancla so I'd love to see it with your god tier writing.

"What do you think is making Vah Ruta act up this time?"

"I'm really not sure, Y/N. Hopefully we will be able to get her back into top shape soon, though," Sidon answers, bending down to pick up another shock arrow. Shatterback Point is littered with them after the most recent disposal of the Lynel, but there is one thing that neither you nor Sidon accounted for.

The Blood Moon.

Sidon does not look up at first once the sky begins to darken, thinking it is a passing cloud. You see it before he does and lightly tug on his arm. When he looks up, you hear him utter a word he rarely says, being that it is hardly decent for a prince. He would've never let it slip, had he not been comfortable with you. He carefully tucks the arrows that he has gathered away and steels himself, unsure of what to do. He'll be thinking of your safety first, of course, but you're only thinking of his.

"Sidon, we have to get out of here," you whisper. He would not reveal what happened to the Lynel earlier. Sidon probably killed it himself, but you know he is especially vulnerable to lightning. And the last thing you want is for your prince to get hurt. "Run!"

Before either of you can get very far, there is a loud zap and a flash of green as an arrow flies near the prince's leg. Sidon jumps out of the way in time. Turning, you see the Lynel taking aim once more, this time for Sidon's chest. Sidon is pulling out his trident, bracing himself for a fight.

He tells you to hurry on without him; he'll catch up, but you have no intention of doing any such thing. You bend down to pick up a stone that looks heavy. It won't be enough, but it's most convenient at the moment. You toss it, aiming right for the Lynel's head. It moves out of the way just in time, adding to your ire.

"HEY! Asshole! Over here!" you scream at the beast, startling both it and Sidon before it can shoot again. The Lynel turns his focus to you, his breath appearing as small clouds from his nostrils in the chilly air as you pick up another stone.

"Oh, Y/N, don't!" Sidon shouts, running toward you.

The Lynel growls and makes eye contact with you before shooting at Sidon again, which only pisses you off more. Thankfully, moving targets are a challenge for him, and the arrow only strikes a tree.

You had intended to throw the stone, but emboldened by the Lynel's challenge, you sprint toward it with a yell, the stone in hand, and pound it right in the face. "Did you hear me?" you ask it. "I - SAID - OVER - HERE!" With each shouted word, you pound it again, the beast snarling in protest and surprise.

Sidon stands where you previously were, watching with a look of awe.

The Lynel reaches for you, and you dodge out of the way and mount it from behind. Taking advantage of the beast's shock, Sidon calls your name and tosses his trident to you. You catch it effortlessly, fueled by your adrenaline. You've never used one before, but it isn't hard to figure out. It charges for Sidon as you beat the hell out of it, but the prince backflips out of the way. It bucks wildly, and you drop the trident as you try to hang on. Sidon sweeps in and grabs the weapon before the beast can as it knocks you off.

You can feel the world spinning as you roll on the ground, probably getting dirt and grass stains all over your clothing, but you don't care.

"Y/N, roll left!" Sidon tells you, and you do without hesitation so that the Lynel's axe only hits the ground with a thud that feels like it shakes the whole mountain. You pick up another stone and throw it, hitting it right in the nose. Quickly, you repeat the action and keep it up until the Lynel roars and charges at you, with Sidon pulling you out of the way before you can be trampled.

It makes you angry that you need help.

"Why won't you die?" you breathe as it turns toward you again, its breath forming visible clouds. But it looks worse for the wear - much worse. Its movements are slowing down considerably.

You ball up your fist. "I said - WHY - WON'T - YOU - DIE?"

You punch it directly on the nose, then on the side of its face as its eyes roll back in its head. It starts to stagger on its feet, and Sidon hands you the trident so that you can deliver the death blow. You do, with one final battle cry, and the beast is finished. So is your hand, you realize, as you sink to the ground and cradle it in your non-dominant one.

"Y/N!" Sidon is next to you in a flash, crouching to look at you. "Oh, Y/N, your poor hand. Darling, are you alright?"

"I . . ." you pause, staring at your kill. "That was a rush. I want to go again."

Sidon chuckles. "I think there is a Moblin closer to the Domain. Not that it will be a match for you, all things considered, but maybe you should have a medic look at your hand first, eh?"

[vannybarber]

The Prenup

Summary: After four years of being together and finally being engaged, Chris wants you to sign a prenup.

Chris Evans x Reader

Warnings: angst, swearing, chris getting his ass handed to him, a lot of pain.

Part Two Part Three Part Four Final Chapter

Scrounging through the little desk in the corner of Chris and you's bedroom, you hear him let out a boisterous laugh.

He was watching some movie and there was a certain part that he found so hilarious. After 4 years of watching it with him constantly, you still don't get what's so funny. But it makes him happy so that's what matters.

You were searching for the wine opener so Scott could get his middle-aged-4-kids-divorcee vibe on. You cleaned the other day and stuck it in there after a nightly dose of freakydeaky from Chris, which consisted of wine, whipped cream, and a many different forms of chocolate.

After what seemed like forever, you find the corkscrew and grin at your accomplishment. You take one more look in the drawer out of habit and you spot a big orange envelope with Chris' name on it. Being the nosy curious person you are, you take the envelope out and get a good look at it. You see the words Prenuptial Agreement in bold and your heart drops.

Chris had proposed to you 9 months ago and you were happy beyond words. After being together for 4 years, he finally put away his commitment troubles and made you his fianceé. And now you find out he's going to get you to sign a prenup. A fucking prenup.

You look around the room at loss for words. You were angry, hurt and confused. After 4 years of being together, he doesn't have faith in his own judgment that you guys would be together forever? You both have been through literally everything. There isn't one thing you don't know about each other. Your relationship was rare and it was special.

After moments of contemplation, you decide you would confront him on it. There's no way you could carry on the night and sleep after this. Not until you get your answers. Closing the drawer, you take a sharp breath and exhale before walking out the room. You get back to the dining table where Lisa and his siblings surrounded.

"Here you go Scott" you say slamming the corkscrew on the table in front of him. He looks up at you, puzzled. You glance at him then at Chris and he's looking at you just the same. Evidently your tone matched your movements because everyone went silent. You draw back and put both hands behind your back and huff.

"Babe, are you alright?" It was Christopher talking to you now. Your attention goes to him and your lips are in a thin line. Refraining from blowing up at him, you force smile on your face and change your tone of voice.

"What do you mean, honey? I'm fine." You should leave the acting to Chris honestly. That's definitely not your field of expertise. Shifting on your right foot, you stare at him. He shuffles and tilts his head with a knowing look.

"Spill it Y/N. What's up?"

"The flames when I burn this damn house down." So much for not blowing up. You snatch the envelope in front of you and chuck it on the table. Everyone watches the exchange and the envelope fly to the table. All their faces change from confusion to shock and even more confusion.

Chris didn't even need to look down to know it was the prenup. His eyes went from you to the wall. Guilt written all over it, you almost wish you gave a shit. You wonder how long he was going to keep this hidden from you. No need to wonder now.

"You want to explain to me why you have a prenup?" You place your hand on your hip and roll your neck at him.

"I got that for us."

You swear to everything you wanted to lunge at him right then and there. 'I got that for us'. Why do people always use that excuse for everything? They weren't thinking about you, just themselves and expected you to go along with it.

"You got it for us? I know you didn't do this on your own. Who put you up to it?" You look around the room. Scott has his hands up shaking his head. Carly and Shanna both let out a quiet "not me". You look at Lisa who had this look of hurt.

"Chris, you tell me everything. How did I not know about this? Why didn't you tell me?" Well now you know she didn't suggest it. You feel slightly guilty for letting it cross your mind, but you had your reasons.

"Ma, I had my reasons. I kept it hidden because I didn't know how I felt about it myself" he says rubbing his face and fixing his hair under his cap. Still didn't answer your question.

"Christopher, who put you up to this? Tell me now!" You're getting fired up by the minute. You have an idea who it could be too.

"Megan. She thought that it would be smart to consider. Just to protect me."

"Megan." Your voice is laced with absolute venom. "You know Chris, she does a good job keeping you out of trouble and bullshit so you're not all over the tabloids, but sometimes, her ass is too much!"

Chris is never in the news for anything negative. He's always minding his business and moving quietly. Megan is a great publicist, but she can be pretty overbearing about his personal life. She gave you side eye for like the entire first year of you guys' relationship.

"Baby, she was just looking out for me. You know how it is, women getting with you for your money. Guys loose half of everything they have when getting divorces."

You can't even believe it.

"I am not 'women'. I'm your fianceé. We've been together 4 years, Chris! After all this time your material things come before me?" Tears are puddled at your eyes now and your voice is cracking. This catches his attention.

"I told you from the start Chris, that I never cared about your money! Never have and never will. I am used to not having much. I'm not money hungry or concerned for having top tier everything. I've learned to settle."

"Y/N, I didn't mea-" you slam your hand on the table, making everyone jump. Chris shuts his mouth.

"I'm. Not. Finished. I am not marrying your bank account. I'm not marrying your cars. I'm not marrying your house. I don't give a damn about any of that shit. And you literally are still concerned about all of that?" Your face is wet and your nose is runny. You wipe your nose and cross your arms.

"It's not even like that!" Now he's getting upset. For literally nothing. This is his fault. "It's just in case it doesn't work out, we don't need to deal with all the extra mess."

That completely shattered you. In case it doesn't work out. He actually has thoughts that your marriage couldn't work. What would even cause that? You guys don't even argue. You don't even remember the last time you did. You've learned to understand what each other needs and mastered that. What is he on about?

"You know what the sad part is? Us not working out crossed my mind in, like, the first year of our relationship. And I decided that if we did get married, and God forbid we divorced, I wouldn't take anything from you."

He looked at you like he just found out he wasn't the father of your baby.

"Yeah, Chris. That's your money. You made it, not me, so why would I ask for any of it from you? You gave me an amazing relationship and thats enough for me."

"Oh my goodness." Everyone directs their attention to Scott. "So you wouldn't want anything from the divorce?"

"Of course not! I came in this relationship for him. Plus a make my own money. I don't need anyone else's."

You had your own business. Many employees at different buildings in Boston. You didn't have much growing up and you were proud of yourself for not having to worry about financial issues. Chris liked that you had your own thing going and didn't have to adapt to his life and depend on him financially. And he still got a prenup.

Feeling like you were gonna cry again, you rub your temples and take deep breaths to prevent it. But you failed and started crying more. Chris got up and moved to stand in front of you.

"Baby, I'm sorry I upset you. I thought you would be okay with this. Like you said, you don't care about my money so what's wrong with the prenup?" His hands were on your sides, but not for long as you shook them off of you.

"What's wrong with it? What this is telling me is three things. You have doubt that our marriage won't work out, you think I might change my mind and ask for alimony, and that your money comes before me."

"I..." he struggles to form words. You take this chance to get out of there.

"I really don't want to be here right now." Chris looks up and grabs your arm.

"Babe, you don't need to go. Where the hell are you gonna go?" You turn and grab the envelope from the table. You open it and pull the papers out, shoving it in his face.

"I'll go to a hotel or something, but I'm not staying here if this is the shit you're trying to pull with me." You turn the paper to you and look in disgust. You scan over it and your eyes fall on the dotted line where you need to sign. Beside it is where he needed to sign his.

Well not anymore.

You read over his signature on the line. Chris Evans.

He signed the prenup already. Now he was just waiting for your signature. He really was leaving you zero choice.

"You signed it already??" Everyone at the table head snapped up. Shanna gasped and covered her mouth. Lisa mumbles an "oh no" under her breath.

"So you were just going to bring it to me and expect me to sign it with no fight, huh?"

Chris says nothing, but his face is red. You don't wait for a response and walk to your shoes and your bag. Already having everything in there, you slip your shoes on and walk back to Chris.

"Just a heads up, you brought this on yourself."

You whip around and walk to the fireplace. You chuck the papers and envelope in the blaze and turn back to him.

"You can forget about that damn prenup, cause I'm not signing it. As a matter a fact, you don't even have to worry about that because there won't be a chance of us divorcing." You force a smile and clasp your hands together. Lisa and Scott rise from the table panicking.

"Babe, no-"

"Forget the wedding, this engagement and all of it. You can take this fucking ring too." You pry the ring off your fingers and throw it at him. It hits his chest and falls at his feet.

"I'm not marrying you."

You turn on your heel, grab your purse and jacket, walking out the door, leaving the Evans' speechless.

Was this too dramatic? I have my own opinions on a prenup, but maybe it's not as big as it seems? Idk🥴.

masterlist

[melodyofthevoid]

hi!! i saw the arc 2 art with zib and dib of shandzii’s that you posted and was curious if there was any more art from arc 1 that wasn’t posted due to spoilers? if not thats okay! i really love your fic and your writing and i look forward to reading more!

Oh goodness me there was a shit ton of art that just stayed between us and never went on Tumblr. Credit as always to the lovely and talented @shandzii. <3

I’ll give a little bit about each.

So this was during the phase when we were just kinda playing around with shit for Zib to say, and what would be fun. I think I suggested that Dib would be concerned and hence the second image. God look at this dumbass. Fucking. Feral bastard child. 

Obvi the reuniting. The cuties. Zim and Dib’s proto-outfits are seen here. They got fancier later but eh. I still think that they’re adorable. How could they not be?

Hahah Count of Monte Cristo go brrrrrr. But no joke that song was another factor in the au. I sent “every day a little death” to Shands and we gushed about the soundtrack back and forth for a solid day and a half. Good times. But Zib’s really out here trying to pull that stunt. Disgraceful. 

Ok this one. For context, Zim does not know about Dib yet. Or the mirror ig. So he just said the literal worst thing without knowing. Fun fun times. Zib’s plotting for revenge internally. Still kinda sad I never figured out where to put this in the fics, but what can you do... 

Aaaand here you can see that we initially made Zib out to be a much bigger creep than he turned out being. He got toned down thankfully. Still love that fucking dress though. Top tier. 

Pretty self explanatory. Look at these precious boys. Little enemies. Zim picked up his potty mouth from Red and you can’t convince me otherwise. Come on. He’s a bad influence and we all know it. 

Ah so this was during the “Zib cursed Zim to only be able to go 10 ft or so” phase. I cut a lot of that time because I really wasn’t sure what to do there? And again Zib is just. The fucking worst here. We did keep him dolling Zim up in dark colors but just in a... different way. After the Incident™. 

Aaaaaand this. *clicks tongue* This. So... this was the art that sparked the first writing (which ended up being chapter 4 of shattered trust) and you can see the details that remained. Obviously Zim’s eyes aren’t entirely blue like that in the fic otherwise I feel like way more people would have had questions. Still. This was where it started. At least the main writing. 

He-her. Hhhhhhh. I love she... My empress.... She may or may not have an anime villainess laugh. Who can say. I can say that I’ve done some voice acting for her, and will probably post it. Eventually. 

And the beans dancing. This was before I clarified how old Dib and Zim were in A Royal Dance and we just had the idea of them falling for each other. Shand’s coloring never ceases to amaze me really. I can’t believe that we got to work together on this, and that this whole fucking thing was real. How was this real? I don’t know.