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pseudophan · 3 months ago
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screen recordings are where all joy and hope go to die and anyone who exclusively gifs from screen recordings is out of their fucking mind
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Dimensional traveling Prince!Danny Fenton & Obsessed but still somewhat sane and logical! Damian Wayne
Just a random DeadSerious prompt I thought of at like 2am :>
Clockwork stumbled upon a peculiar universe where a group of humans had been engaging in bizarre activities. Recognizing the need for investigation, Clockwork assigned the newly announced Prince Phantom, a 14-year-old named Danny Fenton, to venture into this realm. It was a training opportunity for Danny, preparing him for his future role as King. Through a portal, Danny found himself suspended above the Lazarus pit, with Ra's al Ghul standing below him. Fortunately, Danny was dressed in his regal attire, which inexplicably aged him to 18 years old, sparing him from too much embarrassment. Ra's began questioning him, leading to a discussion about the potential dangers of the pit.
During his stay, Danny crossed paths with Damian, who was in the midst of his training. The 8-year-old assassin-in-training wasted no time in challenging Danny to a duel. As expected, Danny emerged victorious, leaving a lasting impact on Damian. Danny revealed that he too was an heir to a throne, possessing strength, power, and a tolerable personality, as Damian had previously remarked. These qualities managed to thaw Damian's cold and unyielding heart, finding a special place within it. From that moment on, Damian began courting Danny using the rituals he had learned from secret books in the league's library. He showered Danny with small gifts, heartfelt letters, acts of service, and even presented him with his second favorite knife.
In the meantime, Danny had been well aware of the situation right from the beginning, and he wasted no time in creating distance between himself and the child. Forget about it! Sure, he might be clueless at times, but he's not foolish! When a child hands you a thornless Rose and affectionately calls you 'Habibi', 'Rohi', 'Hayati', 'Albi', and/or 'Ya Amar'—even though he may not fully understand the meanings behind those words, he definitely knows what 'Habibi' means—you can't help but have doubts, you know?! So Danny tried his best to keep the kid at arm's length, not wanting to give him false hope. After all, the kid was only 8 years old for crying out loud! But you have to give it to the kid, he was incredibly stubborn and persistent.
As time went on, two whole months flew by, and Clockwork finally informed Danny that there was no longer any need for him to investigate or keep an eye on the pit. When Danny asked for an explanation, the old man, true to his cryptic nature, simply delivered a mysterious message and left, much to Danny's annoyance. All he could do was leave a letter of explanation for Damian. Damian's heart shattered into a million pieces when he read the letter, realizing that he would never be able to see or even meet Danny again, as they belonged to different dimensions.
Time flew by and it was finally the moment to reveal his secret identity to his parents as Phantom. Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned and he ended up being captured by the GIW, strapped to a surgical table for three days. After escaping, he made a quick exit from home, promising his friends and sisters that he would keep in touch. Clockwork then whisked Danny away to another dimension, sensing that he needed a change of scenery. Dropping him off in a crime-ridden city with just a backpack of essentials, including a dagger from Damian. As he transformed back to his human form in Gotham, he pondered his next move. Suddenly, a young vigilante? Hero? appeared and whisked him away through the city with a grappling hook. Just when he thought things couldn't get any worse!
Damian, now taking on the role of the vigilante Robin, was out patrolling alone. His father wanted him to gain more experience on his own. As he made his way through the city, he noticed a faint but distinct bright light coming from one of the nearby alleys. Curiosity piqued, he decided to investigate.
To his surprise, he saw his beloved from years ago emerging from a strange green portal. Gone was the royal attire Damian was accustomed to seeing him in. Instead, he was clad in a black and white HAZMAT suit, with a symbol in the center. And astonishingly, he even held the second favorite knife that Damian had given him all those years ago.
In a matter of seconds, his beloved transformed into what Damian believed to be a Wayne adoption bait. Without hesitation, he sprinted towards them, landing in front of them and carefully assessing the situation. In one swift motion, he slung his beloved over his shoulder and shot his grappling hook, swiftly taking off with them.
Damian wasn't sure what he would do next, but one thing was certain - he would never let his beloved out of his sight again. He had lost him once, and he refused to lose him again. His possessiveness over the things and people he considered his had grown stronger.
Perhaps he would find a way for them to sign marriage papers, or at least become engaged, despite their young age. Of course, it would only happen if his beloved, Danny, agreed to it. Consent and trust were crucial in any relationship, after all. If Danny disagreed, Damian would resort to the courting rituals his mother had taught him. The conventional methods from books hadn't worked, so he would try his mother's unique approach. Granted, he was technically kidnapping him, but it was only a few steps ahead. Damian was determined to win his beloved's heart, no matter what it took.
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acapelladitty · 1 year ago
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I need Cooper Howard leaving bruises and marks on a partner for reasons. Marking up his girl all pretty like~
Mornings Echo
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Pairing: Cooper Howard/F!Reader
(tw for: rough handling, grinding, biting, threats of violence, skin marking, groping, filthy talk, mild nipple play, jealousy, possessive behaviour) [1.6k words]
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Crashing through the thin wooden door of the shed, a splintering noise squealed free of the old planks as Cooper kicked them shut with an aggressiveness that made your heart flutter. Random tools lined the wall opposite you, the wall to your back completely clear of debris, and a cheeky comment about his actions died in your throat as you quickly found yourself slammed against that same wall with a single fluid shove.
Stars dancing before your eyes as a surprised gasp fills the small area, your body remains stunned for a moment as Cooper stands before you, his hand still pressing harshly into your shoulder as he stares down at you with most of his features hidden by the shadows of his hat. You wrap a hand around his wrist, fingers clawing into the leather coat as you grip at him with equal aggression.
"Fucking ouch." You hiss, attempting to stamp at his foot with the ball of your own as petty revenge guides your movements. "The hell was that for?"
"Ain't sensible to tease a man like that." His eyes ablaze, the anger in Cooper's features is different to his usual rage as something much more muted yet complicated touches at the way his eyes narrow and his face tilts. "It'll get you into the kinda trouble I don't think you're ready to handle."
Tease?
A confused look furrows your brow.
Fresh off an exchange of caps for meds, you hadn't actively payed him enough attention during the transaction to tease him. All you had done was-
Oh.
Ah.
The trader, a lecherous old fuck with jerky fingers and a face that vaguely resembled rotten jelly, had shown an obvious interest in you that hadn't went unnoticed by yourself or, apparently, Cooper.
Never one to pass up the chance for a better deal, your rejections of his advances had been much less violent than you would have liked; but the resulting tolerance of the lingering touches he delivered with his disgusting hands has ensured an extra few capsules tossed in to the exchange.
So no, this wasn't anger that was pinning you to the wall.
This was jealousy.
"You're jealous." You accuse, never one to back down from the truth as his mouth visibly tightens in irritation at the words. "You didn't like me letting that filthy motherfucker think he had a chance! Damn, Cooper, didn't think it was that serious."
"You're free to do what you like and I don't pay your intentions no never mind. But what I can't abide is folks touching things that ain't theirs."
"I ain't anyone's." You reply, matching his tone and accented words with a mocking quality as your free hand shifts up to poke rudely at his chest. "So you can shove that possessive shit right up your ass until it comes pouring out of your jealous mouth."
He's on you in a flash, his quick movements catching you unaware as you squeak out your surprise once more. His mouth is hot against your own, forcing your lips open to claim his prize and steal a filthy kiss which he didn't deserve. A fact you make him more than aware of as you bite down on his lower lip with enough pressure to make him pull away, hissing violently and cursing you out as he does.
"You sure you ain't feral, darling? Biting like a rabid bitch? Better check to make sure."
His gloved hand forces itself within your shirt, accidentally ripping the top button free as it bounces along the floor to disappear under some dusty shelves. It does nothing to deter him though as his fingers drop enough to grope roughly at your left tit, pulling it free of your shirt as your feeble protests die in your throat - heated arousal making any denials difficult.
Fuck- you loved him like this. All business and action, decisive and determined. It was an attitude that had left you screaming louder than the wild dogs which roamed the abandoned wastelands.
Cowboy hat still lovingly perched atop his head, his face dips to your chest to replace his hand and blunted teeth roll across your nipple, the nub quickly peaking due to the cruel attention. His other hand still on your shoulder, both of your hands wrap around the back of his neck to pull him closer as he steals the breath from your throat.
Wordlessly panting, a low grunt escapes you as his teeth sink in to the flesh just to the side of your nipple - the skin there feeling sensitive and raw as he sucks it into his mouth, his intent to leave a livid mark in its wake clear. It's an uncomfortable sensation but hot as hell as you rub your thighs together, feeling the growing moisture there with a lightheaded frenzy making your thoughts fuzzy.
"Fuck, Cooper. You're gonna tear a chunk from me."
"A mighty fine idea. Maybe I will." He mutters into your breast before righting himself, looming to his full height once more. "I bet you'd taste just fine, all raw and bloody. Wouldn't even need to season you like all the others."
Grimacing at his cannibalistic tendencies, a facet of his personality that you didn't indulge in with quite as much enthusiasm, you glance down at the red mark on your chest - the imprint of his teeth visibly denting into the abused skin as Cooper continued.
"I'm sure I also saw that chunky son of a bitch eyeing up your neck so let's see if I can leave an impression there too."
Again moving too quickly for you to protest, Cooper presses his body into your own in such a way that you are utterly unable to move; trapped beneath his heated frame and the definite scent of leather and coppery blood which never seemed to leave him. He wasn't a jealous man typically but you were eager and more than interested in seeing how far this little game would go.
His roughened tongue licks across your pulse point, tasting the accrued sweat and grime which coats your skin and the wet sensation forces a shudder to run down your spine. He could say what he liked, but when it came to being a tease, he would always be the offending party. He seemed to delight in pushing your buttons with casual, lewd comments and finding particular ways of brushing his body against your own - regardless of who was around to witness it.
Tilting your neck to allow him easier access, he accepts the small boon with enthusiasm as his teeth join his tongue in marking up your skin. Soft kisses are interspersed with savage, quick snaps of his teeth and the dual sensations of pain and pleasure are almost enough to drive you insane as you writhe against him. Taking the hint, he pushes his knee between your legs and you instantly start to grind against his thigh - the stimulation enough to allow you to endure the rough treatment of your neck.
Your hand drops to his groin, cupping his hardened length through his trousers as he growls his appreciation into your skin.
"I think I like you when you're jealous." You taunt. "Maybe I should- fuck, Coop!" You cut off as he bites you once more, this time over the sensitive juncture where your neck meets the shoulder. "Maybe I should make you jealous more often."
"Dangerous game, sweetie." He rumbles in response, running his teeth along your earlobe. "I'm being Mr. Nice at the moment and marking up my property just a little bit, but there's always other ways to get the same results."
"Mmm, and what are you going to do, cowboy? Pulling at his head until he was facing you once more, the jealousy in his eyes is replaced by a burning arousal which you knew meant you were in for a solid ride. "Gonna rustle me up in that lasso of yours? Ride off with me in tow."
"Lasso's too nice for one as fiesty and spirited as you. Won't do shit. Any good rancher knows that a quick brand," his hand drops to your chest once more as his fingers poke at the sensitive mark he had suckled into the skin earlier, "would be best at reminding you who you belong to."
Already littered with scars and markings which showcased your journey through the wastelands better than any story could, the thought of a brand wasn't as off-putting as you might have thought and you rub as his cock with renewed vigour through his trousers as you give a contemplative hum.
"Sounds hot. Maybe if you're good and fuck me til I forgive that little shove into the wall," you lean into him and run your own teeth against his ear, "I'll even think about it, handsome."
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gothicfied · 18 days ago
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THE DEVIL IN YOUR EYES WON'T DENY THE LIES
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Pairing: Jude Bellingham x fem!reader, best friends to ???
Summary: Even though it seems like Jude and you were always destined to be with each other, he wouldn't realize it until someone said it directly to his face. After months on plotting on your best friend, who drops hints here and there even if he didn't want to, he is now suddenly rumored to be mingling with another girl. She can't stand your guts and she'll make sure you know that.
Word Count: ~6.5k
Reading Time: ~26 minutes
Warnings: Mentions of drinking alcohol, Jude is kinda an asshole but not really, girl on girl hate, reader is struggling with her feelings for 99% of the time, Jude's stupid and proves himself to be stupid multiple times, mutual pining (if you squint), no happy ending/it's an open ending, not proof read (English isn't my first language)
A/N: omg seriously, I don't know what possessed me to do this. This is unnecessarily long and tbh I've never written a fanfic this long before. This took like a week and I think you can notice that in the way my quality of writing deteriorates LMAOOO sorry, the ending fell a bit flat, but I just didn't have the motivation anymore, especially after the literal DEVASTATING news of Lukita leaving the club????This calls for a part 2 tho, but only if it's really wanted this time. Title are lyrics from "back to friends" by sombr lolololol
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It wasn't always easy being linked to one of the most popular footballers in the world. Even if the public was hit in the face with the fact that you and Jude were just friends, they wouldn't get it. And, it wasn't even like you guys never clarified it. In every interview, the footballer was asked at least once or twice about you and you couldn't even post an instagram story without people flooding your DM's with questions like:
"are you Jude's girlfriend???"
"can you guys just make it public?"
"you know it's legal, right?"
You and Jude. Well, you go way back. Okay, however far 'way back' goes with only 21 years of age. You had transferred schools in 6th grade and while everyone kind of ignored you on your first day, Jude didn't. He sat next to you in class, did group projects with you when no one else seemed to want to partner up with you, ate lunch with you when the only two friends you had were sick or just not in school... there were a lot of things he did out of pure kindness and platonic love that helped you through middle school. It wasn't like you were bullied or purposefully left out, it just seemed like you were to unnoticeable.
The two of you were inseparable by the time highschool started. Jude was doing the most with his talent in football and you were always right there cheering him on. His family loved you, your family loved him, it was almost like a future together was already carved out for you. You'd comfort him after a horrible loss, Jude would stay up hours just to study with you in your worst subject, and the both of you would sometimes sneak out to the park on random summer nights to stargaze. That's where the heavy stuff was shared.
"You have no idea.. I feel so secondary to my sister." You complained after your parents forgot one of your hockey games again, just because your younger sister had this math exam she so desperately needed to study for, with both mom and dad. Bullshit. She knew she was good enough and yet she still threw a fuss, just to annoy you. That's the kind of person she was: an attention seeker. "Shut up," Jude barked back, but there was no actually bite to his words, "you're not secondary to anyone! I'm being serious, your parents and sister are the problem. Not you." He slowly turned his gaze away from the night sky, stars shining as bright as they could in the light pollution of the city. "I'm just... Thank you for being there. Even if we didn't win." You also turned your head in his direction and met his eyes, ones so pretty you thought you were going to choke on your own spit. "You're always there for me, too. I'd be stupid if I missed your games!"
The first very big change came with Jude's transfer to Borussia Dortmund. Really, Germany?
You cried, and cried.. and cried some more when the day finally came where he had to move, to pursue is dreams. Sure, they were mostly tears of sadness and frustration and maybe you were a little mad at him, but you couldn't deny the proud feeling you had when you saw his debut. Jude in this big stadium with an even bigger fanbase cheering him on felt so right. He deserved it all, because you knew how much sweat, blood and tears were already invested into his football career.
But don't think he had forgotten about you! Anytime you could because of school and stuff, Jude would fly you out to his games. Proudly, you wore the last name 'Bellingham' on the back of your jersey, which always fell quite a bit too big on you. The footballer insisted on giving you his shirts after a game.. That just meant you had to wash the god damn thing four or five times to get all the sweat and the smell of grass out of it. Denise, Jude's mom, thought it was the cutest thing ever, always taking pictures of you whenever you attended a game with her.
Truth be told, Denise was more of a mom to you than your own parents. As the oldest, you felt left out and ignored by your parents because of your sister anyway, but when your baby brother was born, it was like you didn't exist for them anymore. Then, it kind of turned into a tradition for you to spend days like New Years at Jude's house. His father, Mark, helped you with your Uni applications and Jobe, his younger brother, had always treated you like family anyway.
It didn't come to a suprise that they'd take you on vacation, too. One time, there was a mix up with the rooms and, no matter how much Mark and Denise begged Jobe to just share the room with his older brother for a few days until things got sorted out, he flat out refused. "No! He's messy, leaves his clothes everywhere and kicks me in his sleep! I'm not doing that again."
Now that you were sharing the hotel room with Jude, you started to wonder how this shit would mess with your feelings about him. Yeah.. you may or may not have developed a slight crush on your best friend in the last couple of months, fueled by the tiktoks people made about the two of you. Jude was obviously not ashamed to post you in his story whenever you were together, apparently giving people the impression that there was something more going on. Oh, you wished it was like that.
You were sharing a bed. It was very late at night and all you could think about was one Insta gossip page posting about yours and Jude friendship... relationship? It was on your feed, it's not like you intentionally searched for it! You were quickly ripped from your thoughts when you felt a large hand slide over your stomach and pull you closer as soon as the half-awake Jude realized it was you that he grabbed and not a pillow. After that, he went right back to snoring. No shot he'd remeber doing this the morning after, but you were just giggling to yourself now. He likes you... he just has to!
The whole sharing-a-room-on-vacation thing became a tradition, too. You obviously didn't mind it, Jude didn't either. Whenever he thought you were sleeping, which you sometimes even were, he'd carefully put his arms around your neck or waist or anything and hold you close until he fell asleep himself. Then, the next morning, he'd act as if he was just as suprised as you at the way you both were tangled up in bed.
It also became your reality when he transferred to Real Madrid. Wow, Spain. This was it. Hopefully his club forever, since you were a big fan, too. Jude's debut there was nothing short of breathtaking, and skipping Uni to come down to Spain was all worth it — Especially for the hug he gave you after he sought you out in the tunnel. He ran to you like a little child to his mother, picked you up and spun you around while all you could do was squeal and laugh. You couldn't even try to pry yourself from his grip, not that you wanted to anyway. The post match interview was surely interesting.
"And, tell us, who's your biggest supporter outside your family? Probably the girl you've been taking with you everywhere you go, huh?" The interviewer of some sport programm you didn't know asked Jude, to which he just laughed and scratched the back of his neck. "Yes, yes! Her, of course.. who else?" He looked nervous when answering that question. And he was, definitely in that moment, because he felt like the whole world was watching him trying to not make it obvious that he had a huge thing for you. "Girlfriend?" The interviewer asked again, to which he shook his head: "Oh, nooo... I love her, you know, but we're best friends. Not.. Not together."
This brings you to now. Laying in the bed of the guestroom in his huge house in Madrid. It's summer and even the nights here have you sweating like no tomorrow. Not only that, but you can't sleep. You stare at your phone with your instagram feed open, a picture of you and Jude plasted right on the screen with the all-too-well-known 'Owkayy' starting the rampage this WAG fan account was always on. It's a picture of the both of you right after Real Madrid won the Champions League just a little over a month ago, with Jude staring down at you like he was dying to kiss you. Next slide was a picture of you comforting him after the loss against Spain in the EUROs just like two weeks ago. You'll never escape the rumors.
Everyone and their mom was convinced you belonged to each other. And, that thought made you so happy, you could even overlook the threats his fan girls sent you in your DMs. Who cares what they think, right? Everybody on the planet thinks you'll be with him!
There was this one other thing, though. Because obviously, you couldn't even have one thing to yourself in your life.
This influencer from the States, Amy or whatever her name was, you didn't really care enough to look, has been linked to Jude more often than you wanted.
Truth is, obviously you cared enough to look. Amy Samuels, 25 years old, beauty influencer, lives in New York, has two brothers and a step-sister, models in her spare time... She was everything you're not.
She was this beautiful blonde girl with the most piercing green eyes you had ever seen, her makeup always looked flawless and worst of all, she seemed down to earth. You thought maybe she was one of those unlikable, snobby instagram models slash influencers slash entrepreneurs, but no. She was a family person, had a cute dog she always posts picrures of and actually did her job pretty well.
You knew better than to let yourself get fooled by the image she puts up on social media, but her smile made it hard to forget that she seemed to be absolutely perfect. How Amy and Jude even got to know each other personally, you don't know. It must've happened over last summer or something, the time where you couldn't come to visit him, but had to stay home because of school stuff. And well, frankly because your life revolves around more than just Jude Bellingham.
There's countless of instagram stories she uploded with the same location tagged at the same time when he was there. One location in particular, you recognized right away: His bathroom. Not the bathroom of the guestroom, or the normal one out on the hallway, no. His. Bathroom. It made your blood boil. But why? In the end, isn't it your own fault for not telling him about your feelings sooner? On the other hand, he's been leading you on. You were so convinced you guys were soulmates, practically made for each other.
The emotional bond between you seemed to never loosen, no matter what you guys were put through. There were times where your friendship was definitely tested: that one toxic ex boyfriend you had in 11th grade, who absolutely refused to let you be friends with any male. When you tried to explain that to Jude, he was ready to go beat that guy up. He'd never tell you how relieved he was when you showed up crying at his doorstep, because you finally gathered the courage to break up with him.
"I feel.. I feel like—" You paused and sniffled hard, tears streaming down your face and there was nothing Jude could do to stop it. "such an idiot." To say he was startled to have you text him so late at night, asking if he was still awake because you really, really, really needed him right now was an understatement. But, thankfully he managed to smuggle you into his room without waking anyone in the house. Now you're just sitting on his bed, pouring your heart out about everything your now-ex had done to you in the last few months. Jude held you close, extremely close that night. After about an hour of violently crying into his chest, you had falled asleep to the sound of his heartbeat. The boy was wide awake, though, and surely didn't get any sleep at all. He cradled your face to his chest, his fingers gently threading through your hair to calm you down whenever you'd slightly stirr awake again. He felt so many emotions in that moment, mostly because he always thought he was the worst at comforting people, but you seemed to feel safe enough to fall asleep in his arms. That's what counted to Jude.
You were there when Dortmund lost in the UCL final to comfort him when he cried on your shoulder after getting in the car. The whole car ride long, you held his hand, telling him how good he played regardless and that the trophy is going to be his next season. Jude didn't reply. He stared out of the window, but you didn't mind. Back in the hotel room, he hugged you for what felt like an eternity, thanked you and kissed you on your forehead. Yeah, you guys have been through the worst.
Jude took you to any award ceremony as his plus one. For the longest time, a picture of the two of you on the night he won The Golden Boy Award was his lockscreen. And now? He's going to throw that away. His obvious feelings for you. He's not going to stop you whenever you kiss him on the cheek, hold his hand, sleep in the same bed as him. He won't correct himself when other people refer to you as his girlfriend and he'll laugh along whenever his parents call you their 'daughter-in-law'.
Oh, what a fucking asshole he is.
You think back to the time where Jude told you about a 'new acquaintance' he made while on a trip in New York. He'd talk about Amy from time to time, naming her a friend of his and sometimes you'd even see her at functions or parties or when going out with his friends. Somehow, she was always there. You never really thought anything of it, until those Instagram stories started to pop up and new rumors about Jude's dating life started to bubble. Suddenly, everyone around you was asking the same thing: 'Aren't you guys together?'
...
You woke up just as cranky as when you fell asleep with your phone in hand, the clock on the wall ticking being the only sound that filled the room. Denise was out of the country, just to visit Jobe for an exchange and to 'leave the house for you and Jude' wink, wink. God, how was it already this warm outside? August in Spain was no joke. You woke up sweating and you went to bed sweating, no matter how much deodorant you put on or if you showered like three times.
It was already 11am when you stepped out of the shower and brushed through your wet hair to let it air dry. You haven't heard a single peep from Jude yet, but maybe he was just letting you sleep in.
Your suspicions were proven to be true, when you made your way downstairs to find him making breakfast. The sound of your bare feet against the glass steps made Jude cock his head in your direction, smiling sweetly when getting a glimpse of you. "Thought you died up there, not gonna lie." He chuckled, but you were really not in the mood for it right now. Instead, you just groaned in slight annoyance and sat down on the couch, which was right in front of the open kitchen.
"Okay.." Jude came up to you, plate in hand. It was an attempt at making you your favorite bagel, which he's been trying to get right ever since you came back from your vacation in the US, craving it.
"Not funny?"
"No?"
"What's up with you today?"
"I just— Didn't sleep well, that's all."
After you took the plate out of his hand, Jude sat down next to you, stretching like he had just worked a 12-hour-shift just to sneakily put his arm around your shoulders. You were wearing one of his jerseys, but he still 'had' to push your hair to the front to check if it was his last name on your back. "It looks really good on you, you know?" Whatever you might've seen last night, no matter how mad you were at him or how frustrated you were with your feelings, that comment made you smile. You really tried not to, you tried looking away and pretend like the pool outside was more interesting than this conversation, but of course, Jude picked up on that. "I mean it."
"Yeah, yeah..." You rolled your eyes, "Thank you."
While you guys were having breakfast, Jude mentioned some party one of his new friends here in Madrid were throwing, even though he said it was more like a hangout with friends than an occasion to get super drunk. He obviously wanted you to come with, to which you first complained about: Those were his friends, not yours. You already knew you were probably going to be left out and it will just turn boring super quickly. Although Jude's spanish wasn't great, he at least knew some. Also, you were so sure she was going to be there too. Especially when he said there won't be just his spanish friends there.
"Look, they really wanna meet you. All of them." You gave him a weird look, sipping on your water. "You're a liar." What on earth could he have told them about you to make them so interested. There was nothing to you, except the occasional rumors about the relationship between the two of you. You led your own private life and you were happy with it. "Come on, it'll be fun. I swear." You really shouldn't. "If you feel uncomfortable, we'll leave."
"Oh my god, fine."
...
It was just as you had predicted. Your best friend of the night was the host's, Rafael's, dog. The golden retriever was resting his head on your lap while you admired his beautifully soft, golden fur. Every now and then you heard your name in a conversation others were having in spanish, followed by a question stringed out in bad english, about your life and football. The ones who also didn't speak the common language in the house were somehow still incorporated into the conversation. Maybe it was you, maybe it was the fact that you didn't really want to be there and others caught up on that. Or maybe it was because all your attention lied on Jude and Amy, who had been having a conversation for at least 20 minutes in the kitchen now.
You knew you shouldn't sit there and feel sorry for yourself, because it was pathetic and stupid. Why get so worked up because of a boy? You're not his girlfriend, not his situationship, not his talking stage. A right to be jealous of some random girl never existed. Weird feelings brewed in you, like you're going to explode if they don't stop. She's giggling at his jokes, touching his arm in a specific way that made your stomach turn, and he was entertaining all of it.
You were staring for too long, apparently. Long enough for Amy to notice. When her eyes locked onto yours, it's like all the life disappeared out of them. Her expression immediately turned sour, filled with condescension and some type of disgust, you were pretty sure. Quickly, you turned your head away from their direction, rather focusing on the dog laying in your lap. Amy, on the other hand, decided she didn't want you to ever lay your eyes on them together again, taking Jude by the arm and dragging him to god knows where. You didn't notice, you didn't even dare to look back after a few minutes. Your face felt hot, like shame had been written on your forehead with a red sharpie.
"Here, I made this for you. You kind of look like you need it." Said a girl who suddenly popped up next to you on the couch. Most other people have started lounging around outside, so it had quieted down significantly. In her hand was a drink and first you thought about taking it twice, since she was a stranger and all. "Take it. It's not poisoned or anything." So you did.
The girl introduced herself as Mirabell, a friend of a friend of someone here you didn't know. But she knew you.
"You're Judes Girlfriend.. right?" Mirabell asked very carefully, like she was dreading the answer to the question already. "What? Oh, no. We're best friends." Your response made her sigh relief and laugh, lightly hitting your shoulder. "Jesus! Thank god you are. I really didn't want to explain how he had taken off with Amy. Like, you know, as if he was cheating. But he isn't! Because you're not a couple!" At this point you were pretty sure she shouldn't drink any more alcohol.
Mirabell turned out to be very nice and funny, and finally someone who was willing to have a normal conversation with you. She was also the one who dragged you outside, after you got tipsy enough to not be so shy anymore, and properly introduced you to her friends. After literal hours, you felt like you at least had a right to be here.
At some point, it was just you again, leaning over the railing of the balcony and watching the small cars drive by on the streets beneath you. The alcohol flowing through your veins made it feel like you were way higher up than you actually were, making you grip the metal under your fingers like you'd fall if you didn't. You let your eyes sheepishly wander over the scenery in front of you, taking in the cold breeze of the night that came like blessing in the usual warm weather. It was so peaceful and quiet, with no one bothering you. It almost made you forget all your worries. Almost.
You were promptly ripped out of your thoughts when you heard the balcony door slide open and someone step out. "You okay?" A familiar voice rang through your ears, and thankfully you weren't quite drunk enough to not recognize who it was. "Yeah, don't worry about me." You replied to Jude's question, turning around to face him. He had a small smile on his face while eyeing you up and down.
"Come on, let's go."
"Wait, why?"
"I didn't get to spend time with you at all. And, I'm sorry for that. Let's go back home and maybe we can get something to eat on the way?"
Your interest was piqued when you realized he must've actually felt bad leaving you all alone to go with this... girl. After a moment of pondering, you agreed and let him drag you through the apartment by your hand, obviously planning to make an irish exit.
"Jude wait! Where are you going?" Oh great. You could've recognized that voice from anywhere. Embarrasingly so. It was just that you had to watch every one of her Reels to check if there was actually nothing wrong with her. And sadly, maybe sadly, her content was actually quite enjoyable. Amy yanked at his arm, the one with which he was still holding you hand, making him let go of you. You quickly whipped your head around, giving her a look like she had just insulted your mother with that gesture, but Amy didn't seem like she even cared enough to look your way.
"We're going home?" Jude replied in a matter-of-factly way, making Amy giggle nervously. "But why? I thought.. you know, I'd come over later. Why are you taking her with you?" Her eyes first dropped down to your shoes, than your shorts and top and finally your face. That short moment alone made you feel so small in her presence alone, especially when she looked at you like you were an alien. You didn't even know women could hate other women this much. She didn't even know you.
Jude, while being a man, didn't let that go as unnoticed as the blonde probably would've liked, and removed his arm from her grip. "She's literally staying with me. Didn't I explain that to you?" Amy tried playing it off again with a laugh and apologized.
After a bit of small talk, where she interrogated you about your friendship with Jude, while he was getting your jackets, you were finally out of there. Amy's words stung more than you liked to admit. Even if you didn't have a crush on Jude, even if you weren't jealous of her, no one wants to hear that. And even if with the confidence given by the couple of drinks you had, you still couldn't stand up for yourself. Reason number one billion why you felt so pathetic.
...
"Sooo, did you still have fun without me? I know, hard to imagine you can, right?"
You didn't say anything.
"That was a joke."
"I know it was. And I did."
He didn't say anything.
"Yes I did too! Thank you for asking!"
"Sorry."
The whole car ride back to Jude's place felt off and awkward. He wasn't stupid. He knew why. Maybe not to the extend where he could come to the conclusion that you liked him, but he knew it was something about Amy.
Seeing you so slumped in your car seat made him knit his eyebrows together. It was like a war was going on inside of him: Did he like you... or did he like her? He's 21 and can't even figure his love life out. This felt like some highschool bullshit that he really didn't want to to deal with anymore.
In the next couple of days, he tried not to bring Amy up again. He used to, in some conversations at least or he'd even ask you what you think her favorite flowers were, or what kind of jewelry would fit her aesthetic. Jude thought you were just sensitive to the topic because you were jealous she got more attention than you did. Did you really think a man would be smart enough to realize any of his mistakes here?
Two nights later, you were on the phone with your girl best friend back at home, Alicia. You had already cried your heart out to her in the past, complaining about how Jude was giving you such mixed signals and then pretended like nothing happened the next day. "Girl, I'm being serious. You have to set things straight or else it'll tear you apart." She said, sounding tired and concerned. You hated bothering her so much with your stupid problems that actually had an easy fix.
"Oh my fucking god," You mumbled to yourself, half asleep, half still focusing on the chat with Mirabell. It was way too late to function correctly, but when your new friend texted you 20 minutes ago with an invitation to go to the club with her, you woke up a little again. Should you come along? Maybe you'd meet someone to get your mind off if him.
You sighed and texted her back: "Yeah, sounds great!"
...
Carefully, you walked down the stairs in your heels, already regretting your decision to wear them. Jude was waiting for you at the front door, focused on his phone while his fingers tapped away at the screen. He looked good. Too good for your liking. With his shirt buttoned down a bit, shorts hanging low and sunglasses resting on the bridge of his nose, you could think he was doing it on purpose. The sound of your heels clicking against the floor made him lift his head in your direction and grin.
"Woah," Jude chuckled, feigning shock at how good you looked. "You look.. amazing tonight. Who are you trying to impress?" That line alone proved to you that he was an idiot. A complete idiot you've been wasting you time on. On the other hand, you would be lying if you said his compliments didn't make your heart flutter. It was so odd: Jude looked at you like you were the light of his life, gave you compliments like you were the most beautiful thing he's ever seen, yet he'll still immediately turn his back on you when he spots Amy at the club. "Thank you."
You tried to pretend like everything was normal, engaging in your usual banter while on the way to the spot y'all had agreed to meet up at. It was hard to ignore your feelings, not only for him but about this situation as a whole. In your mind, you were overreacting or even exaggerating your own problems to justify feeling bad for yourself. These were your last three days in Spain and you also just felt awful treating Jude in a way he didn't deserve, since he didn't really do anything wrong.
The feelings of shame and anger, mixed with a fun group of people, music and alcohol was calling for a disaster. Immediately after getting together with the group, you shifted your focus on Mirabell and other people, just to save yourself from the venomous looks Amy gave you.
You definitely had your fun getting to know new people, drinking and vibing to the music. Rafael, the guy from a few days ago, was very obviously hitting on you and was great at making you feel comfortable around him.
Maybe a little too comfortable.
Seeing Amy basically sit on Jude's lap in the booth next to you made all the feelings you've been bottling up the past week spill over. Right when Rafael took you to the bar to get a new drink, he noticed how your mood had dropped. And after asking if everything's okay, you couldn't hold it in anymore. While you didn't cry, you did complain about the situation quite a bit, very emotionally.
"Yeah, I kinda knew he was an asshole," Rafael said while looking down at you. You were leaning against the wall next to the emergency exit, where things were a little quieter than at your booth. "I know that now, too." You didn't know if the last Lemon Drop you had was making you feel like you were going to throw up or if the situation just upset you this much.
You wished you didn't care for it. You wished you were nonchalant enough to let these last few days pass over and then crash out when you're back home. But you weren't and you won't. Rafael, while only really knowing you for two hours, tried his best to comfort you.
What you didn't see was how Jude eventually approached you guys out of nowhere, seemingly annoyed 'catching' you with one of his good friends. It wasn't for that reason that he came up to you, though: "Hey.." He slightly yelled over the volume of the music. You could feel the bass boost in your whole body. Jude looked at Rafael and then back to you, confused, irritated maybe, but it also seemed like he was in a hurry. "What?" Rafael responded back, doing you a favor of speaking for you when you clearly couldn't. "Is she okay? I just want to talk to her." The Spaniard in front of you gestures Jude to come closer in an annoyed manner, because he couldn't hear him. After repeating himself for like three times, which Rafael was making him do on purpose given his smirk, Jude just gave up and leaned to you.
"I... Me and Amy are gonna leave and walk around in the city for a bit. Do you need me to drive you back?"
"I'll take her back to yours."
Jude shot his friend a glare, but you just agreed with Rafael. The look they gave each other was enough to kill.
"Go. That girl is waiting for you, isn't she?"
Rafael gestured to Amy who was just standing a few meters away. That stupid grin on her face made your blood boil.
...
What was up with you? Jude couldn't make a single thing out. The past week you've been acting so strange and he missed you. Missed the old you. He thought that might be corny, since this is probably something easily fixable, but he couldn't help thinking that way. What had upset you so much? Why did his own friend seem so annoyed with him?
Amy and Jude were strolling alongside a river and she kept pretending she was almost too drunk to walk, purposefully falling over to grip his arm. She was talking about some thing her girl friends did without her — Like a brunch or something. He didn't really care and didn't make the effort to at least look like he was interested. His thoughts lied on you and if Rafael really took you back home. What if he didn't? What if you liked him enough to go back to his place? What would he do if one of his friends would be interested in you? What would he—
"Jude!" Amy snapped her fingers in his face to get him out of his trance. "God, what is up with you? Is your alcohol tolerance that low?" She was clearly joking, but Jude didn't laugh alongside her. He made a comment about how she should never even dare to snap her fingers at him like that again and that he's seen her do it multiple times now. "That's serious not okay." Jude said, "people around you aren't dogs."
Only silence followed that.
Suddenly, after he kind of destroyed the mood, Amy seemed to be able to walk just fine on her own. It made Jude scoff.
"Don't tell me you're seriously thinking about her." Her tone was so foul, it gave Jude goosebumps. "Seriously! Oh my god, you can't be serious!" She raised her voice, "She? Her? That girl? Are you serious?" Up until this point none of the two had even talked about you for one second. That Amy immediately knew what Jude was thinking about made him think.
"Amy," Jude stopped dead in his tracks, pulling her back by her hand as she tries to keep walking. "What the fuck is your problem?" Now his tone was bitter. Ever since the two of them got to know each other, there always seemed to be a certain dislike towards you from Amy and he really didn't understand why. How could anyone hate you? Ever?
"What? In general or with her?" Amy tried making light out of the situation again, laughing like he just made one of his stupid jokes again. Was it insecurity? Did you make her feel insecure? The longer Jude looked at her, the less he understood his own actions. His feelings? his decisions, his past.. they don't lead to her. Nowhere even near her. What the fuck was his problem?
"You are.. you are so selfish. Do you know that? Actually, I think your just mean," Jude took a deep breath, "You're miserable, is that it? I don't have another explanation for your behavior around other women. She's my best friend and you've only ever talked crap about her." Amy's face didn't drop in the slightest. No, it seemed like has been preparing for the conversation.
"What are you yelling at me for? She's the one cockblocking you from every other girl you meet!" The two were lucky no one else was on the same small path as them right now. The river seemed to absorb their yelling with it's sounds. "You take her everywhere you go. I don't get it! She's the definition of mid! Mid tier! Has done nothing successful in her life! Jude, please, she's just using you for fame."
He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Jude looked at Amy like she just said the most outrageous thing in the world. To him, she did. "You know what?" Without raising his voice any more, Jude did a 180 and walked away from her, the frustration visible in his steps.
"Wait! No, Jude! Where are you going?"
...
With how fast Jude arrived back home, you could've thought someone died or something. Treating Madrid like a Mario Kart Track, he raced home in under five minutes and was now fiddling around in his pockets to find his keys. Jude was cursing himself, because he understood now. He finally understood and he felt so stupid.
He sighed with relief when he saw you had parked your heels right at the door when he stepped inside. The TV in the living room was on, but when he called out your name, it didn't seem like you were there.
Jude assumed you were upstairs in your— The guest room, and his suspicions were confirmed when he saw the lights through the small crack at the bottom of the door. He knocked, gently, and said your name: "I know you're in there.. Please tell me you're in there." Why wouldn't you be? You had no where else to go.
"I'm so sorry."
No reaction.
"Please talk to me".
No reaction.
Jude sighed.
"I'm stupid. And an asshole and a bastard and I know I messed up. Please, yell at me, insult me, do literally anything!"
Inside your room, you were trying to tune him out. You were laying in bed, looking up at the ceiling with your eyebrows knitted together and your arms crossed over your chest. You didn't feel like crying, surprisingly. You thought, when this moment finally comes, you'd fold in a millisecond and pour your heart out to Jude, but no.
After a moment, your feelings did end up betraying you felt the lump in your throat get more painful by the second. You heard a sound from just outside your door — Jude had sat down on the floor, resting his back against the doorframe.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm— That's all I can say."
Why is he making this so damn difficult for you?
"I'll sit here until you want to talk, okay? I'll sit here all night if I have to."
Yeah, safe to say both of you wouldn't be sleeping that night.
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betweenthescarletmoon · 5 months ago
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Random Thoughts on the Arcane Fandom about Jayce
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I've recently noticed how Jayce Talis has been subjected to all kinds of sexualization since the drop of Act 2 of the second season. People have mentioned many times how trauma has made him "hot". A good and well-known example of this is Danny Motta's reaction to episode 5, where he said, "Holy shit, they made Jayce hot! [...] My dude went from looking like a Muppet to the king of Rohan, and all it took was a little bit of trauma."
This isn't entirely new for him? If people didn't hate Jayce back in S1, they ogled him in the scene where he works on the Forge shirtless, which IS kinda the point because the animators are making him very obviously attractive. But most importantly, he as a character has been reduced to his sexual or romantic relationships since the beginning of time.
It seems that S2 is a response to this in a way. His arc from the ending of S1, where he took responsibility of his actions out of guilt for the child he killed, was slightly set aside for Viktor. Well, ALL of his life, dreams, decisions, everything about him was eclipsed by Viktor's shadow because of the whole "all times, all possibilities" twist. He wasn't expected to show up as a Councilor in any of the meetings, and we must assume he quits at some point, but he surely hasn't resigned from his position by the time Viktor wakes up. Apart from that much needed scene between him and Cait, and the one where he attends the memorial (and is attacked by a vengeful mother), we don't see many of his decisions or what leads him to make them, other than Viktor. This is beautiful in a way because we can SEE how it is a trauma response to losing him. He is obsessive by nature, and he clings to what keeps him and his loved ones safe excessively, but I still had to do a bit of mental gymnastics as to why he went back on the second promise: to not build Hextech weapons again. (Hint: it has to do with the fact that VI saved him with HIS weapon, but it went so fast it's hard to process in the first watch.)
Now back to the sexualization problem. Every time I look up his name and trauma, or PTSD, 95% of the results are thirst edits on Tiktok about how hot he is. No joke. One of the more serious results is my own edit. Of course, a lot of people connect with his suffering without naming it as trauma, and that is great. My concern is that there has been so much focus on Jinx's trauma, Viktor's trauma, even Silco's trauma (which are all valid and fascinating to explore), but there's less attention for other characters who clearly show how their own traumatic experiences has shaped them. Vi, Caitlyn, and Jayce are some of the clearest examples of this, and they've experienced some truly heinous things in the show. Trauma cannot be compared, ever. But why is it that Jayce, who lived through an apocalypse that HE knows HE caused, and lives in complete isolation except the "company" of metal watchers, to the point that he loses touch with reality, and is changed so irrevocably that he loses the naivety and starry-eyed optimism that has always defined him...is seen as hot? And more importantly, why is it that there is very little attention to his experiences on that cave? Every scene between him and Viktor is uploaded in 1080 HD quality, but the scenes of him alone? Fighting to survive? Showing remarkable resilience in the face of his suffering? No, that's not as fun. Not a single one of those scenes is uploaded fully, and I have checked many times. (Some people have actually skipped those scenes to focus on Timebomb. I'm...)
I went online and looked up "why do people sexualize traumatized characters" because let's face it, it's real, it's interesting, and I cannot judge or else I am a hypocrite. Bucky Barnes, Loki, Ellie Williams, Dean Winchester, Vi herself, the list goes on much longer but I can't think of others off the top of my head. We connect with their suffering, and we are pulled by their experiences.
However, Jayce is such a complicated case because he is usually thought of as the greedy himbo that fumbled two baddies, or the confused bisexual, or the guy who lost it because of a situationship (much like Vi, who DID NOT lose it because of a failed romantic endeavor bfr). And then the plot goes and tells us, "Actually, yeah, his life outside of Viktor doesn't matter, he's not even supposed to be alive, because Viktor saved him. All of time is completely inextricable from Viktor." People hate meljay because she manipulated him and "trapped" him in a relationship or something, only to celebrate it when something suspiciously similar happens with the male romantic interest? I initially thought it was beautiful too, bc Soulmates, but man. Mage!Viktor really left the man he loved to rot in complete isolation, eating raw reptiles until throwing up, losing his mind. Say what you want about the allegory for Viktor's life, at least Viktor's isolation was metaphorical up until the Glorious Evolution.
Despite us being shown this, people make thirst edits of him in his black fit, and fighting with sexual tension with Viktor. I fear...that I am the only one who finds this tragic. The man forced to create a larger than life persona to sell his work and be seen as an attractive pawn of the system, has become the attractive pawn of the narrative. Viktor's narrative.
Perhaps Viktor was forgotten by the world. But Jayce's kind heart, and brave soul, were forgotten by us.
Just some thoughts to chew about my favorite character and my wish that more people focused on his arc with me
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thedexcat · 9 months ago
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VotV Speculation Megapost
(For posterity's sake, the latest major release is 0.8) (Also, buckle in. This post is a long one.) (Edit 9/20/24: Added Addendum 1) (Edit 10/14/24: Added Addendum 2) It should be extremely obvious, but spoilers ahead.
As we all know, Voices of the Void has a "story breadcrumbs" approach to its plot. Combine that with its alpha status, and we're left with a lack of hard answers. However, some pieces did seem to click into place. This is far from anything definitive, but here are some of the conclusions I've drawn. Let's start with everybody's favorite:
Part 1: The Arirals
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You know em. You love em. Like 90% of the fanart is about them. But the question is... what the hell are they doing here? Judging by the fact that they construct a campsite in the facility, they clearly expect to be here for a while. A common interpretation I hear from people is that the ones out in the facility are either political refugees, or just some sort of benign "tourist group". I've personally come to a different conclusion. Let's consider what they brought with them.
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Exhibit A: The weapon (left)
The weapon they drop around Day 24 is no mere Star Trek phaser. If you drop it in the main building, pretty much EVERYTHING in the building is going to be sent flying from the resulting blast. Not only that, but the "human-wieldable" version that can be unlocked for the sandbox mode has one hell of a fire rate. Something tells me that there's no way in hell this thing is a civilian-grade weapon. And, as established in a previous post of mine, they're kitted out in full-body armored stealth suits.
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Exhibit B: The stealth suit (Kerf dutifully remains there for scale)
These aren't tourists or runaways. They're goddamn Black Ops. But you're probably asking, "If that's what they are, then why do they have nothing better to do than to steal shrimp and prank you?" Don't worry, I'll get to that later. Eventually. Maybe.
For now, let's move on to a third thing of theirs: The letter to Kel.
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Exhibit C: Esraniki's Letter (D-, see me after english class)
This is the letter left at the Ariral camp if you have maxxed reputation with them. There's one line in particular that's always stood out to me. "GET WE HOME YOU GET DEATH AVOID" So... why can't they go home? Let's review: A: They have perfectly functional spacecraft parked right behind you. Even if they were broken, surely some random Pre-FTL primitive wouldn't be able to help with a mechanical failure in their technology. Hell, they buzz you at the radio tower with one. So there seems to be nothing physically stopping them from leaving. B: They've come kitted out with some serious weapons and armor C: Something in the facility is drawing the attention of all manner of extraterrestrials (and ghosts and demons. are 'metaterrestrials' a good word for them?) So my take? They're monitoring something, waiting for an opportunity to act upon it. (In keeping with the Patch Note naming convention, I will be calling this unknown something "The Threat") Not only that, this 'opportunity' may only open up with the assistance of a human. But what could Dr. Kel possibly do that an Ariral couldn't? Well, I can think of one thing he can do better... Interface with human technology.
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Exhibit D: Ariral Communique (quality: shit) Computer technology isn't some universal constant. You can't make a program and expect it to magically run on alien technology with an unknown architecture. This ain't Independence Day. The fact that the Arirals barely managed to send a heavily-garbled message to Kel's computer, quite frankly, speaks of an extreme amount of effort on their part. And it was all just to say the word "OUTSIDE".
If The Threat has some ties to human technology, then perhaps Kel actually could be more qualified to deal with it than the Ariral Black Ops. Hmm... An unknown threat with ties to human technology. Could it possibly involve...
Part 2: The Incredibly Suspicious Bunker
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"I left a 'Do not enter' note on the floor. That'll stop people from investigating!" This damn thing is quite obviously, as TVtropes would put it, The Very Definitely Final Dungeon. It is my firm belief that this is what the Arirals were sent to monitor, and where The Threat can be found. But we can't really get much further in than a few doors. So... what's in there? An easy assumption to make is that it's some sort of fallout/storm shelter. But something nearby might tell a different story...
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Exhibit E: *squints* ...Liberty Prime? If you take a metal detector over to the bunker entrance, you'll quickly discover a buried drive nearby. The image you just saw is its contents. It's clear that something is being depicted here. What exactly it is, well, that's hard to say. but if you look at that teeny tiny thing at the top, you'll see something that looks like the Alpha base and its radio tower
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What this says to me is that there is a colossal something underneath the base. Some sort of mega-facility? Unnatural cave formations? Something else entirely? Or I could be looking at it entirely wrong. But the point is, it's very likely that something extremely expansive is down there.
What if we could just take a peek a liiiittle bit further in? Well, there is ONE way...
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Exhibit F: The Least Cursed Elevator in Horror Fiction
Roughly around 3:33 each night, there is a chance that a camera inside the bunker will become active. It's monitoring what appears to be a heavy-duty elevator coated in blood. An elevator like this would also indicate something buried deep underneath the base. Say, this elevator seems familiar...
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Exhibit G: Monique Santificer's Extremely Ominous Foreshadowing
...Huh. I'm sure that only means good things. So we have a Hellivator and evidence that there's some place that you'd need a Hellivator to get to. Are there any other clues around? Well, there's that handy instruction book on robotics. You can make your own little friend!
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POV: You're 5'11 and she's 6'0 And... Oh! looking back at that camera, it looks like someone else made their... their own... friend...
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Exhibit H: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA- ...I don't think they followed the instructions to the letter. So it seems the people in the bunker were working on combining robots and, er, 'biomass'. I don't think our meaty friend here is The Threat itself, but I do believe that it is some aspect of it, or at least a result of it. And whatever The Threat is, it seems to be "leaking" out of the bunker. After all, this toothy bot here seems to have little siblings burrowing out from underground!
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Exhibit I: should start running Kerfus. Kerfur. Whatever name they have, they love you! Such a shame that the flesh inhabiting their chassis does not.
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they seriously recalled the ++ models over a little thing like this, smh Something deep underground, cursed flesh, and occult sigils. Hmm. Things would tie together neatly if there were, say, some sort of demon around associated with flesh and dark depths.
Part 3: Furfur (and conclusions)
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"I WATCH YOU SHIT AT NIGHT" The Great Earl of Hell and raw flesh afficianato, it's Furfur! Demonology refers to him as a liar, but also a teacher of secrets. And he seems to really really like flesh. Not bones, though. He's always leaving those behind.
They say that if you burn an offering of flesh at his altar, he'll give you a marketable Furfur plushie!
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The children who survived loved them! Interestingly, there's a certain location connected to Furfur: The bottom of the well. If you pass out at the bottom of the well, you will end up in a (dream of a?) mysterious structure.
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Exhibit J: all shall be well and all manner of thing shall be well
A few things of note in this place: -More demonic sigils -The only 'exit' is a tunnel leading upward with a broken ladder. And even if you could reach up there, Furfur's giant skull-face is blocking the way. -A unique knife, which when examined in the inventory, says that it was found "deep underground".
How very interesting that this flesh-loving demon has his own little place down in the depths of the earth. And you say the bunker reaching downwards has been spawning horrific robot-flesh amalgamations? Robots that are specifically of human design?
Well then. So here's what I think is going down:
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-Some scientists from before did a Very Bad Thing in the bunker depths. If I had to venture a guess, it's that they bargained with Furfur for secrets of the flesh, perhaps in the pursuit of cybernetics, biocomputers, or somesuch. This resulted in the Very Bad Thing happening, thus creating The Threat. -The Threat was contained to some extent, but is starting to noticeably leak out. It is also severe enough to have drawn extraterrestrial attention. -The Arirals have sent a squad to monitor the situation and act if necessary. Seeing as there's been no urgent need to act as of yet, they are bored out of their skulls and taking it out on you. -The fact that the bunker hasn't been blown up by catgirl black ops already says to me that the situation down there is delicate, and a 'guns-blazing' approach would be inadvisable. Not only that, but The Threat seems to be tied to technology they have little knowledge of. They would most likely need outside assistance if they want a 'clean' resolution to the problem. -And wouldn't you know it? Right there in the facility is some nerdy, crusty, half-crazed twink that seems to be very proficient in handling human technology. How very convenient.
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"average person eats 3 roaches a year" factoid actually just statistical error. Dr. Kel, who-
That's how I think this ties together, personally. Of course, there's always unaccounted for 'loose ends' that may or may not be tied to the Bunker Conspiracy (the rozital pit in particular has been bugging me with its vagueness). Plus there's always the chance that I misinterpreted things like a dumbass. There were a few other smaller things I wanted to cover, but my fingers hurt from typing, and my ability to hyperfixate has its limits. And sorry if the screengrabs are a bit mismatched, I've already spent hours on this post without having to get screenshots from the game myself. If anyone actually read through this monstrosity of a post, congratulations! If you're as deeply brainrotted as I am, feel free to point out the reasons I'm dumb and wrong :)
Addendum 1: Meta Aspects
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no, not this. wrong place. wrong time.
Every now and then I hear talk of lore clarifications in Discord servers, Google Docs, etc. Will I be covering these?
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(source) The reason? I want to give my impressions based purely on the work as published. Death of the Author and whatnot. The furthest I'll reach 'outside' the games are those ambiguous little teasers on YouTube, which you don't have to be in any 'specific server' or anything to see.
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haha what if funni meme robot was irreversibly corrupted by the horrors?
Think of it as me giving a form of feedback on how the game is presented as an isolated work. Anyway, I'll be posting another Addendum later, connecting more demon stuff to the bunker. Fun! One thing I intend to investigate between then and now is a rumor of a very poorly documented... item interaction. As a little preview, consider this note.
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It seems, in my pursuit of knowledge regarding a mysterious bunker in an incomplete videogame story, I find myself investigating a skeletal entity of ambiguous origin described as having a single glowing eye. God. Fucking. Dammit. Every time with this shit.
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This always seems to happen whenever the protagonist is bullied by tall monstergirls
Addendum 2: Classified
Progress on my investigation has been slow due to a combination of poor RNG and real-life stuff. Fun fact: I've never encountered the fossilhound in my many months of playing, and it looks like that won't change anytime soon!
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I'll get you one day, ya boney bastard. In the meantime, it seems that someone has leaked classified pokemon data communications from our employers...
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And just who do we encounter within the first few weeks?
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Our classified documents are their vacation photos
So it seems that at the very least, our employers seem to be aware of the Arirals. So to what end do they want to draw them out? And why would the Arirals show any particular interest in a human presence in this facility specifically?
They clearly seem to be hiding their presence from the world at large with their cloaking ships and whatnot, but they seem almost eager to grab the attention of anyone working at this particular site.
And, as everyone already knows, Arirals are certified Goobers. They form like 3/5ths of the Counsel of Goobers*. The ones we encounter at the very least are very much not what our employers expect to kill us. So our employers are also aware of the existence of some other threat, possibly even THE Threat. *the remaining members are Kerfuses and Dinguses
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Truly an incomprehensible menace from beyond the stars. (source)
Personally, I feel like this all feeds back into my previous thoughts. There is clearly a Threat at this location, and the Arirals probably believe that they may need human assistance to do something here. Or maybe I'm just biased towards whatever random thoughts got cooked up in my head.
Anyway, hopefully next time I'll be back with reports of yanking the lifecrystal out from the Fossilhound's head and shoving it up its ass. I am so, SO sick of trying to get that thing to show up.
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newttxt · 3 months ago
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hi quip! i really like your one piece comics and i am curious how you do them! i'm not good at comics and want to be better at drawing them! how do you learn how to make comics?
thank you!
uh oh... im afraid u have caught me at the perfect crossroad of "bored at work" and "unrelated task ive been meaning to do but keep putting off."
this is long. i hope you like reading (and grayscale progress pics). and of course!!! disclaimer before we begin that this is just how I, personally draw comics. there is no "right way."
quip's comic-making process!
Switching my typing to make this more legible...
My process can kinda be broken down into 6 steps:
Brainstorming
Thumbnailing
Sketching
Panels & Text
Lines
Tones/Colors
1. Brainstorming
My brain is a leaky sieve on a good day, so I sloppily jot down ideas in my phone notes the moment I have them. This helps me when it's time to draw too, because if I feel art blocked, I can look through old concepts and see what catches my interest.
Otherwise, I love drawing for other people's writing. :) And if worst comes to worst, doing manga/comic page redraws in my style teaches me new things every time.
Once I have my idea, I'll usually make a bulletpoint list of "plot points" or "story beats" I want. Then I plan the comic with this format that I've adapted from a tutorial I read once. I'm going to use my most recent comic (original comic post) as an example.
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I start in the third column, writing notes of what I'd want to see in each panel. I also include the dialogue (in this case, I didn't have to write the dialogue! it's from the fanfic linked in the original comic post!). I usually write the whole name like [Luffy:], but at this point I've drawn so much of these guys, just the first letter works.
I like to handwrite these notes to get an idea for how much text I'm putting in a single panel.
After I describe all the panels, I go back and separate them into pages. I can't tell you how to know how many panels to a page. It's whatever works for you. I just kinda know about how big each panel will be, and so I can feel when I'm probably running out of space. (Also. You can change things later. I don't in this example, but I add/drop pages/panels all the time.)
2. Thumbnailing
Thumbnailing—as the name suggests—should be done tiny. Too tiny to accidentally get sucked into details.
This is about marking down blobs where items/characters go, and figuring out the paneling. I'll draw and redraw these a bunch of times too.
This is also the most time-consuming/brain-working part for me. If I were in a zine that did progress percentage, I'd try to finish thumbnailing around the 50% mark (but I'm also a moderately fast artist, so your mileage may vary).
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I think the terrible quality makes them charming, actually. I really like how silly they look. :')))
I will add, when you draw your "page" rectangle, make sure it's the same proportions as your actual canvas for the final image. You want an accurate idea of how much space each panel will take up, especially if you have a lot of text.
3. Sketching
This is my most recent change to my usual workflow, and it's saving me a lot of time. I make my thumbnails a bit bigger (each one about half the size of the final canvas), and I sketch these basic body forms right over them.
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It just helps give me placement for my actual lines!
I usually draw these in a paleish color so I can lower the opacity and not get distracted by them while lining. The random darker parts are to either help keep two forms separate (like when two characters have their limbs all over) or to better define sections that were too sloppy/poorly proportioned.
I also think this helps my poses stay looser, because I have more dramatic/wriggly shapes that aren't too bogged down by proportions yet.
Sidenote: I CANNOT show this here, but sometimes this is when I take videos. Of myself. I prop my phone camera up and shoot a video of me acting each panel. :/// It looks really dumb, but it also shows me fun body language ideas like hand gestures, expressions, weight distribution, etc. Just pretend you're an overdramatic cartoon character, and try not to worry about your roommates or mother walking in on you doing odd things. (You can also use the video for anatomy reference later, but I usually just capture the vibe and don't try to copy the actual video frame.)
4. Panels & Text
Oh, boy. So, the panels are usually just straight lines (though it's fun to make creative exceptions, like a round panel to mimic looking through a spyglass), but there are some fancy rules that I don't strictly adhere to.
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I believe (I have no technical training in this. Take everything I say with a grain of salt) the vertical gaps (between two side-by-side panels) should all be a consistent width and the horizontal gaps (between two panels on top of each other) should be another. The vertical ones? Should be thinner? Because you want the eye to easily glide between them, whereas the horizontal gaps should be a visual barrier to keep you from jumping ahead. Just something I've vaguely noticed.
There are lots of fun "default layouts" you can look up. Or keep it a consistent grid. I think it's fun to sometimes have characters/objects sticking out of panels and overlapping others. This is just a matter of taste, creativity, and inspiration. (Read Witch Hat Atelier... It has some of my favorite paneling...)
You may also notice I have already done the speech bubbles. This is, to me, a crucial step. This helps me catch early if I don't have enough room for all the words. It also lets me plan the art in each panel with the speech bubbles in mind. There's nothing worse than working really hard on a panel, and then you realize there's no room for the bubbles.
I also try to lay them out in a way that guides the eye! Even without art, can people tell where to go next? Better yet, if I want people to look at panels out of order (aka not left to right, in my case), can I use the speech bubble path to make them? Here's just a vague example of what I mean.
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As an added bonus, doing speech bubbles early also allows me to be lazy! :) Ignore the comic; I'm not supposed to post it yet oops,, There's a whole lot of drawing to do on each comic page, and I am not wasting my time on stuff that will be covered up. So yes, if I hide my bubbles, there are a lot of unfinished lines trailing off into nothing. (As a bonus, if there's a part of a character you're struggling with—and it won't look weird to do so—you can move speech bubbles to just hide the problem area yayyy)
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Making the actual bubbles could be their own whole tutorial, tbh, but there are some general guidelines I use.
Zoom out when you choose your font size. You want to know how it will look to the average reader, so it isn't super teeny tiny or way too big. You generally want to keep the same text size for all your pages/bubbles.
When I draw bubbles, I try to size them about one vertical letter height (and some change) around the words [left side]. This isn't always the case though, because humorously large or funny shaped text bubbles can convey different feelings [right side].
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On Procreate, I set my bubble lines to Reference and just drag-and-drop the white fill on a separate layer below the lines. (Remember to turn Reference back off again when you're done, or your fill bucket won't work right when you're drawing.)
To get the white outlines I use to keep the bubbles from cluttering up the art, I literally just Gaussian blur an all-white copy of the lines + fills... and then I copy and merge it 5 times until it's opaque enough. This is a terrible way to do it, but it works for me. :')
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5. Lines
This is the part that I can't tell you how to do. I literally just. Draw right over my wacky sketched body forms. Boom. Comic drawn.
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I'll make three suggestions:
Don't focus on making every panel perfect. Give a little extra love to big ones or ones you want people to linger on. Otherwise, know that people are typically speeding through the art. It's way more important to focus on storytelling than art technique. In my opinion, a good story that's told well will always be better than a beautiful one told poorly. (Some comics are beautiful AND well-written... Alas, I am just a hobbyist who needs to get the ideas out of my head at top speed.)
Put your background lines on a different layer. Put your foreground lines on a different layer too, if you have those. Basically, I try to keep the main part of each panel (usually a character or object) on my lines layer so I can erase background/foreground/etc lines to ensure clarity/focus.
You can make background lines lighter colors too. I have too many numbers sorry. (1) Background. The stuff that's farthest away. Lightest lines. Few details; more focused on shapes and the suggestion of a background (I'm not good at backgrounds). (2) Midground. Same distance away as the characters are. Lines can be black. (3) Also midground, and also the same distance away. But they're very detailed, so I lighten them so they aren't so distracting. (4) The characters. Black lines for focus. For people who haven't seen the comic, I swear they are just hugging. This is SFW. D:
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6. Tones/Colors
Do not. Do NOT ask me. I don't understand colors. I hate working with them, but I try because I want to improve. I hate doing anything beyond the simplest grayscale shading. Please go elsewhere for your coloring/tone advice. This is how my color picker looks 95% of the time. I have pre-set "percentages" of black that I got by lowering the opacity of a black layer and just color picking it. I don't even know the exact percentages I used. Good luck out there. Be better than me.
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7. Sharing
This is a bonus step that I didn't mention earlier, but it's actually the most important of all of them.
You need a friend. Or maybe a groupchat or discord. A family member or coworker if you're really close like that. I don't know.
Find SOMEWHERE you can spam wips and be cheered on. Drawing comics takes a while, especially if you're trying to tell longer stories than I'd dare to attempt. If I don't force someone to praise me for every line I draw, I shrivel up and die.
Also if and when you post online, add alt text. I'll admit I'm the first person to complain and drag my feet on this, and I literally use a screenreader myself when my eyes hurt (strong prescription glasses wearer). Comics should be accessible, because stories are fun and everyone should be able to enjoy them.
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Learning???
And I guess lastly, how do you learn to make comics? Two steps: 1) read them and 2) make them. This is the tragedy of creating things.
1) Reading them: I grew up reading comic strips, western serialized comics, and webcomics. I've always loved graphic novels too. Then in late middle school, I started reading manga (Death Note and Haikyuu were my first two), and now I'm trying to read more webtoons (sorry im so slow bree)!
I also... mass-consume doujinshi, thanks to proxy mailing services and bilingual friends/Google Translate/knowing some Korean. (I have an entire bookshelf of doujin, actually,,)
The thing is, it's not usually enough to just read comics. You also need to be thinking. :/ I notice paneling, comic devices, clever comedic timing, etc. as I go. It's just a lot of studying/learning while also enjoying the story.
2) Making them: You just have to start. :( Even if you think they're "bad." My first comics were actually just drawings placed randomly all over the page, connected by speech bubbles (yay... I was already practicing how to place bubbles to lead the eye around the page...). I was going to post a pic here, but I'm a coward. Backscroll my account and you can find some older ones though.
I also know my art in general improved dramatically when I did ten comics in ten weeks for my friend's fic. Don't do this. It hurt my hands/wrists. But do practice in moderation.
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If you actually read all that... I hope it made even a modicum of sense. And maybe it was even helpful? Just know at the end of the day, there is literally no right way to draw a comic.
And if you aren't ready to go for it yet, you can start by just adding a couple speech bubbles to your illustrations or doodles! It's a way to add storytelling and dialogue writing to things you may already be making.
Yay. I love comics. :))))
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justsomeoneintoomanyfandoms · 3 months ago
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could get some thing cute just some cute with my top 4 tokoyo debunerk boys haku towa leo and tagia
Hi! Thank you for your request! Sorry it took so long. I really enjoyed writing these! I hope you like the headcanons!
Fandom: Tokyo Debunker
Characters: Haku Kusanagi, Towa Otonashi, Leo Kurosagi, Taiga Hoshibami x gn! Reader (separate)
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Just some cute general headcanons with some of the Tokyo Debunker boys.
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Haku has a different pet name for you seemingly every time you catch up. He’s a big fan of the classics though so dears, loves, and sweeties might show up more often than others.
He’s definitely a gift giver. He has both the eye for things and the money to support it as well so you’ll be sure to get lots of well thought out presents.
Please give this man flowers! He would be head over heels and would do everything in his power to keep them alive as long as possible.
He would also love to do skincare routines with you. He finds them relaxing and enjoys getting to spend some quality time with you.
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Towa headbuts you to show affection, much like a cat. He’s usually pretty good at gauging how much force he’s using but sometimes you’ll have him plow his head into your shoulder.
In a similar fashion, he’s a big fan of getting headpats. He prefers if they’re coming from you but if someone like Haru tries to give him headpats, he’s not going to say no.
This might be either cute or creepy, depending on what you think but I think Towa would come and visit you at night so you can talk together. He doesn’t get the chance often so he’s making the most of it.
It’s a known fact that Towa likes giving you flowers. But I think he’s got some crow-like tendencies as well. So you’re getting a whole collection of random objects dropped on your doorstep or into your hands.
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You can honestly get Leo to do pretty much anything. Sure he’s going to protest but he’s pretty open minded. Got a viral dance you want to try? Sure. Want him to dress up? Yeah, he can do that.
Despite the impression he gives out, Leo’s surprisingly bad at expressing his feelings. He’s so used to keeping up a facade that it’s only around people he really trusts, like you and Sho that he can be himself.
So when you start seeing him expressing genuine emotions, you know he’s also showing you how much he cares about you.
When he knows your relationship is serious, he’s also giving you his phone password. It’s the biggest display of trust he can think of and really goes to show how much he cares about you.
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Cute and Taiga don’t really go together. But there are some things he does that could probably be classified as cute. Like remembering your name even when he forgets everyone else’s.
He also likes leaving presents for you to find. Sometimes they’re expensive pieces of jewellery. Other times they’re squashed bugs. You never really know what you’re going to find…
He’ll also let you get away with more than others, especially when it comes to the casino or himself.
He actually finds your hugs really comforting and they help bring him back when he’s too far gone. They’re not a failsafe and sometimes it doesn’t work fully but it’s something.
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shanxing-wu · 2 months ago
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remember this "heartwarming" scene?
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in case you don't: Golden Epic PV: "Life Awakens from the Night"
i've seen a lot of people talking about phainon crying here. the image of "tears of gold" is definitely sold by the single "tear" you can see running down his face. (and the theories about how he'll be the last survivor of all his friends. for the second time in his life. smiles at you.)
but to me, it looks not like crying, but perhaps like his eyes were gouged out.
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(please excuse my shitty screenshot quality.)
after all in the game, it is said that his blood is gold, not his tears. the consistency looks stickier and thicker than tears as it drips down his chest, all the way down to his sword. and his eyes are COMPLETELY blocked out and covered (replaced?) by the substance, including where the eyelids would be. would have been.
it also goes up to his temples and hairline. perhaps some kind of brain/head injury? although, i don't necessarily believe this image is so literal (i don't think he'll actually suffer severe physical trauma in game– but the chance is nonzero). i'm more of the opinion that this is meant to be metaphorical or symbolic in some way. but i wanted to make this rant because i love sharing fun bug facts (read: potential for angst) with people.
(perhaps he sees something forbidden? something he shouldn't have? greek myths had a lot of mortals blinded whenever they see/realize something they weren't meant to. maybe... like the truth of amphoreus?)
i'm also not gonna think too much about it because if blood or tears are my only two options for what's happening here, i would much rather the tears to be the truth. (poor guy.)
plus, the image isn't repeated in the next shot.
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everyone else has a second allusion to their supposed cause of death(?). mydei with the spears, hyacine's wings, cipher and the coins, the hole in anaxa's chest...
meanwhile phainon's back is turned. we don't see the blood/crying anymore. we do see his sword still held in the same position, and it almost looks like it's melting towards the tip of the blade. the way the sword melts looks weirdly liquid-y, kind of like wax? (and i think it's interesting how this is the pose they always choose for phainon. it's the same as his "as i've written" chapter cover. is it laziness? does it mean something? or am i overthinking things as usual? if that's his pose in his drip marketing, i'll be here cackling.)
we can't see his eyes or face either, but if my silly (☺️) theory about the eye gouging is correct, it would be a strange decision on the animators' parts to not show something that important/jaw-dropping again, when they did so for everyone else. so i'm leaning towards my silly theory being false. i'm VERY curious about what will happen to him in future updates. he only has one chapter of "as i've written" filled out. he yaps so much about surface level things but never really his true thoughts or intentions? i hate him.
anyways, this was just something fun and heartwarming to think about. thanks for reading my very random thoughts/rambling.
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windvexer · 2 months ago
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Hey! Any advice for a beginner to charm casting? I've been wanting to try for years, but can't seem to figure out what charms and whatnots I want to use to cover as much as possible, or how to go about figuring out how to read them. Thanks!
I'm 23k words into a full-sized book on charm casting (it'll have illustrations and diagrams and everything!), which I hope will be done in maybe 2 months or so. So... I'm sure people will figure out how to pirate that in no time, lol. Which is to say I'm not telling you that you have to pay me for info, I know it will be made available for free by others.
But here's some copy/paste stuff for you related to your question. It's still rough draft.
Charm casting is very good at describing the relationships between things, and how things exist in orientation to each other. You take the most relevant aspects to your question (say, charms representing Friend, Betrayal, Loyalty, and Future) and drop them on your casting surface. Your job as the reader is then to decide where those invisible red threads lie that connect the pieces. Is your friend closely connected to loyalty? And yet, does betrayal stand in lockstep with their future? Determining how these charms connect to each other will be like constructing your evidence board (although in the next section we will see that we really shouldn’t be taking any divination as ‘evidence’). Any time you’d like to know how things exist in relation to each other, charm casting can help you. This also makes charm casting especially well suited to questions of timing, which many other systems struggle with. After all, time is relative; and this is a system that shows relation. Besides describing relationships between things, charm casting is also a powerful system to show energy and movement. Although the reading is performed on charms lying still on a flat surface, it’s still possible to interpret movement, direction, focus, and trajectory. This is how we can look at a stationary reading and say, “you are rapidly moving towards a financial blessing, but your career progress is stagnant and barely moving at all.” [...]
You may have as many charm sets as you like. They may be as large or small as you like, containing hundreds of pieces – or just one or two. Your charm sets can be themed, random, sentimental, or chaotic. They can be assembled from junk, or be carefully cultivated over years. A handful of dried beans or rice can serve remarkably well for casting, although at that point it’s less ‘charm’ casting and moreso just legume tossing. [...]
It’s possible for some objects to ‘point’ in a certain direction, or to appear upside-down or flipped over, but this is not true of all objects. Whether or not an object has these features can largely define how it’s able to be used in a reading. An opaque marble does not have direction or reversibility. You can’t tell which way it’s pointed because it does not have defining features that ‘point’ in any particular direction. It doesn’t appear to have a nose or a tail. It can’t be reversed because it doesn’t have a front or a back; it’s a sphere. A matchstick has direction. The red phosphor matchhead is only on one end, and it can ‘point’ in one direction or another. But a matchstick does not have reversibility; you can’t tell if it’s lying on it’s belly or its back. A coin with the profile of a face has both direction and reversibility. Because the face is in profile, we can see if it’s looking in a certain direction, or rotated upside-down. Because the coin has a different symbol on the back, you can tell if it’s lying face-up or face-down. A six-sided die has reversibility, but not direction. You can tell if it’s lying on one side versus any other side, and these sides may all have special meanings which make its reversibility relevant. But it doesn’t have a nose or a tail that can indicate it’s pointed in a certain direction. In my experience, direction is a more important quality than reversibility. Direction can imply a lot of movement and it’s a very intuitive way to form connections within a reading. If a coin signifies a person, and the face of the coin is pointed right at another marker, that connection is easy to read. Reversals – or, objects clearly lying face-down – can tend to mean things like blocked energy, lack of interest, reduction in magnitude, and so forth. However, these qualities can also be demonstrated by spacing on the board (a charm much further away may be considered to have less ‘gravity’ or pull), by proximity to other charms (such as a charm meaning ‘blockages’ falls nearby), and through other methods which will be discussed in-depth later on. Therefore, if you’re trying to cultivate a nice set of charms, I encourage you to look for objects that have inherent direction. This direction is hard to make up for if it’s lacking, but reversibility is easier to make up for. [...]
Assigning meaning to charms is an intuitive and creative process. There is no right way to assign meaning to charms, and no right way for charms to hold meaning – but you may find that the process is more like discovery rather than assigning roles. I find the best way to discover and assign meanings to charms is to start them off with your first idea, practice reading with them, and see how that initial meaning does or does not fit your needs. Charms may seem to lend themselves to certain meanings, but never seem to fulfill a meaning you’ve assigned to it. I find the process works better if you don’t try to pigeonhole a charm into a role that doesn’t seem suited for it. [...} When developing charm sets, it’s helpful to build them around the kinds of topics you want to read on. If you wanted to do a lot of money and prosperity readings, you might develop a set that has different charms to represent money, wealth, abundance, debt, investments, assets, expenses, banks, and businesses. Conversely if you want to read on your own spirituality, you may have charms that represent gods, moral ideals, correct practices, teachers, and religious pitfalls. [...]
The general idea is that you find charms which correspond to something and therefore represent that same thing in the reading. A coin might correspond with money, a steel nail might correspond with binding and building, a vitamin tablet might represent health. Witches who have a grasp on sympathetic magic will immediately see why this is done. But technically, finding charms that organically correspond with their assigned meanings is not strictly necessary. You can get wickedly creative with assembling sets from things you have on hand. A change jar and fingernail polishes or permanent markers can make a wide variety of tokens, each representing anything you please. Simplified sigils or symbols can be used, or just blotches of color, to differentiate the tokens between each other.
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cherryblossompink303 · 2 months ago
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Patience S2:08:~The twins take the runway!~
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➼ pairing: Kyoya Ootori x Reader ➼ summary: You are called upon to help the fate of the twins family's reputation ➼ what to expect: "that is nothing to do with your ego and everything to do with the fact that you look good in purple" ➼ warnings: none ➼S2:07 / S2:09
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"What on earth?"
You had a plan set out for today, a vintage beach movie vibe host club that had been on the calendar for a few months now, so when you enter the host club for the morning expecting a simulated beach like Tamaki had said you were just shy of shocked to find nothing of the sort.
Instead, there were so man clothes racks that you can't see the back wall of the host club, and mannequins, so many mannequins it is starting to give you a slight uncanny valley effect.
"Y/n! Good! You're here, slight change of plans!" Tamaki jumps out from within the clothes "Clearly, why does the host club look like we're about to start our own design house?"
"Because we are y/n-chan!" Honey arises from a pile of fabric, your jaw drops "What?" Kyoya appears next to you, hand you a magazine, front headline stating that the future of the Hitachiin company is in jeopardy.
"Seriously you two? If you're gonna pull random pranks on people you know better than to do it somewhere that you aren't going to be photographed by the press" You turn to the twins, who look awfully blaze about it all.
"We've already gotten the lecture from our mother y/n, we don't need to hear it again" Hikaru sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"So why are we starting a design house in the host club?"
"The outside world thinks that Hiakru and Kaoru are unfit to take over the family business when it comes to it so, we are proving that they are capable by hosting a fashion show!" Tamaki exclaims, throwing around various garments.
"Right...that sounds....interesting....wait, why did you text me an sos then?"
"Well we need models for it, obviously, and we are kind of short of feminine members of the host club"
"Oh great" you sarcastically smile "why don't you get some of the guests to model, i'm sure they would jump at the opportunity"
"Oh we are aswell....but you know... the more the merrier "You squint at the three of them. They're up to something, you can tell, it's just a matter of what.
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The twins take the runway!
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Somehow this all quickly descends into you being stood on a pedestal in a corner of the host club, your fellow members surrounding you in a flurry of discussions about fabrics and designs, all somehow gaining pairs of glasses and measuring tapes as if to complete the 'tailor look'
"Hey Haruhi, doesn't Mei like fashion design? Maybe she would be interested in this"
"Oh yeah, she probably will, I keep waking up in the morning to the sound of her hemming her skirts, I'll call her"
"Takashi is that a 3 or an 8?" Honey squints at the tape measure, you shift slightly at the idea of looking at your sizes. "don't worry about that Honey I have her measurements" Kyoya mutters.
"Wait what?"
He raises an eyebrow "Have you never questioned why the holiday houses happen to have clothes and shoes in your size?"
"Of course i have...."
"What did you think was happening?"
"....clothes fairy" you mutter.
"You would look good in Blue y/n"
"You think?"
"Yeah you have a certain...alice in wonderland quality about you"
"Thanks...I think?" Once again you stand there question how on earth you have ended up in this situation, becoming a mannequin for the twins, a nightmare of yours and a dream of theirs.
"It's a compliment, don't worry, we'll make sure you look good, we're planning a statement piece for you, all the attention focuses on you"
You let out a nervous laugh "Haha-haha-greaaat"
The host club stares back at you with eyebrows raised as your reaction, "You good y/n"
"Great, why wouldn't I be, what girl wouldn't love to be stared at on a pedestal by a crowd of people in an industry that is overly critical on women's bodies...I'm just peachy"
"Oh that's right, y/n has stage fright... well that does put a spanner in the works" Tamaki pondered over it, scratching at his chin.
"Oh well there goes our finale" the twins pout in the corner, you know what they are trying to do, that being guilt tripping you into helping them. However while you can't easily be sued by guilt tripping, someone else in the host club can.
"It really is a tragedy, poor y/n who longs for the spotlight but can never step into it because of her fear, like a sad little caterpillar waiting to become a butterfly! Y/n this is the perfect opportunity for you to step out into the light and flourish! We will help you conquer your fear and save the twins business" Tamaki declares into the air.
"Please I am begging you not to"
"I know its scary for you y/n but you will be better for it and find your passion once again"
You sigh, turning to Haruhi "I'm not gonna get out of this am i?"
"Nope"
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"Now y/n" somehow despite your protest you now find yourself on a makeshift stage in the hostclub, an interrogatory spotlight shining on you. "There are a few ways we can try and cure your stage fright"
"Exposure therapy"
"Positive reinforcement"
"Imagining we're all naked" Kaoru suggests
"I'd rather not, the last thing i wanna think about is you lot naked" you grimace at the twins "You'd only get jealous you can't see the real thing anyway"
"Okay! No nudity! and no exposure therapy! Next idea"
"Maybe we should consider what triggers her stage fright, you weren't always like this were you y/n-senpai?" Honey shyly mumbles at your pushback.
"No...I...no I wasn't"
"Good idea Honey-Senpai! Here y/n" Tamaki pulls out one of the host clubs sofas out from behind the clothes racks, urging you to lie down on it, him and the twins sitting at an arms distance away, clipboards appearing out of nowhere as they cross their legs in unison. "Tell us where it all began"
"I feel like this crosses a few professional boundaries"
"It would if this was a professional host club, but its not"
You huff in frustration, head falling back against the arm of the sofa and staring up to the ceiling. "Fine, what do you all know?"
"Not much, just that your father said a few things to you after a performance and it led you to quit performing for good"
"Well that's basically it, have you ever seen the movie dead poets society?" you earn a few nods.
"It's a similar situation to that, my father believes that any time spent on creative pursuits was time wasted, one day he came to a production I was in...I didn't expect him to praise anything but afterwards he drilled in how I should feel ashamed of myself, that if I am neglecting my studies for such things I should at least have...talent"
"That's horrible"
"you're not even a bad performer, we saw you sing during the Lobelia performance"
"Well I don't know about that but I just...the words stick with me whenever I'm on stage, I'm just conscious of it, my fathers words don't usually hold much weight with me but something about that just..."
"Y/n you were young and he is your dad you don't have to justify it to us"
You roll your eyes "Still, I know it's silly"
"Perhaps a fashion show is exactly what you need y/n, I know you don't like the idea of exposure therapy but mixing that with positive reinforcement could be good for you"
"Thanks tamaki but I don't really need you complimenting me when I know its for the sake of helping my stage fright"
"It won't be us doing it though, we continue the plan as it was, you go out with the statement piece of the night, it will go well and there is any criticism of the night it will be on the twins designs not on you"
"that's quite optimistic Tamaki"
"And that is quite pesimistic, y/n"
"Come on, y/n" Hikaru places his hands on your shoulders, appearing behind you on the sofa "You are our friend we would never embarras you on purpose"
"You literally make a point of doing that on the daily"
"Okay, well, our reputation is also on the line this time"
You sigh, "fine, but this is the last time, if anything goes wrong y'all cannot ask me to go on stage again"
The host club lines up to salute you. "Yes ma'am!"
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A week later you are pacing back and forth 'backstage' at the twins fashion show, while you've been getting random words of encouragement from various people across the week they didn't offer much comfort.
The dress was amazing, that you couldn't deny that the twins have certainly outdone themselves but still cycling through your mind were all the possible things that could go wrong, tripping over, a technical malfunction, or god forbid a wardrobe malfunction.
"Dear? Are you back here?" Kyoya pulls back the curtain that you have somewhat been hiding behind "Hi" You you shoot him a nervous smile.
"Oh my..."
"Don't, please, I've heard enough attempts to cure my ego this week" he raises an eyebrow, stepping fully into the small sectioned off area "Is that what you think I was going to do?
"Am I wrong?"
"I was going to say that you look amazing, but that is nothing to do with your ego and everything to do with the fact that you look good in purple"
"Wow two compliments in one sentence from Kyoya Ootori... you're overdoing it a little which is how I know this is at least a little bit about my self esteem but thank you anyway"
"You'll be fine just try to take things slowly" you nodded, closing your eyes as you breathe in and out deeply. "y/n" Kaoru pops his head through the curtain "You're on in a min"
Your eyes shoot open, like a deer caught in headlights as your eyes frantically dart between the two of them. "Right...right..." you follow Kaoru out.
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"The exhibition was not only innovative but inspired, a well balanced mix of reminiscing on the illustrious history of the Hitachiin family fashion dynasty and hinting to the future, snatching their spots as rightful heirs by force after recent questioning of their eligibility. Eyes glued to their final piece of the night pictured left modelled by y/n l/n."
"Yes Hikaru I get it you don't have to read out the article again" you pinch the bridge of your nose, developing a headache "just making a point"
"Hello?" A knock on the door captures tamaki's attention, an older woman stood within it "I am looking for y/n l/n?"
You raise an eyebrow, sitting up from where you were laid down on the sofa "Nana?"
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Next time on patience....'Strike three for Tamaki and Kyoya!'
'Mommy and daddy of the host club have had it, meanwhile y/n is trying to piece back together a different family Can the cold kyoya and the overemotional Tamaki work things out? Find out next time on patience!
We'll see you then!'
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sparklystarrrr · 3 months ago
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Random Headcannons of my favs!
Synopsis: literally what the title said, it's completely random and I love my baby boys, more Hcs will be added on as I think of them
Contains: Riddle Rosehearts, Idia Shroud, Sebek Zigvolt
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out of everyone (Ace, Deuce, Trey) from the Queendom of Hearts he's the only one with a British accent
he listens to either classical music or, if he's feeling a bit cheeky and rambunctious, I feel like he'd listen to Laufey or some of Frank Ocean's slower songs like "White Ferrari" in his free time
he had to ask Vil about where to get a good quality red eyeliner for his dorm uniform
he's always getting snipped in Cater's magicam pics and ends up in photo dumps where he looks kinda disformed (my man ain't always photogenic, unfortunately)
he knows how to play mainly string instruments but did fancy himself a trumpet in middle school
incredibly gullible to modern humor and doesn't understand it, then gets mad when ppl laugh at him for not understanding (almost exploded at a "ur mom" joke that Ace made "WHAT DO YOU MEAN MY MOTHER??!!")
treats the hedgehogs like his children
has his own way of being snarky and making jokes, and when he insults you he makes it BURN.
loses too many brain cells listening to Ace and Deuce trying to formulate an explanation on why they broke a rule
gets really bad headaches
hates playing Uno with a burning passion because someone always has a card up their ass and says they have Uno; the only card game he will never ever play but can't ban it from the dorm because there's probably a rule saying "all kinds of card games are to be played"
definitely bumped into one of his book shelves before and got burried under books
has a strawberry garden in the Heartslabyul garden somewhere
polishing his lil crown is part of his nightly routine
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has a GIANT family and they're all super affectionate w him (his yiayia gives him thousands of kisses on his cheeks and calls him her most handsome grandson and he just stands there not knowing what to do)
HE HAS A SLIGHT GREEK ACCENT BCS I SAID SO.(can you tell I love this man being Greek it makes my heart flutter)
him and Ortho have gaming nights and he likes to let Ortho win most of the time like they're still kids
when he takes a shower his fire extinguishes and his hair is kinda like Silver's except blue and has a slight wave in it, probably a lot messier too
if he loses to a game too many times he hacks the game to make it easier for him to win
uses AI for most of his assignments because Ortho won't help him, says it's better for him to do the work himself instead of relying on AI(obvi he does it anyways and Ortho finds out like a disappointed parent)
he has a sleeper build DON'T QUESTION ME ON THAT this man works with machinery like on the daily and ya'll say he's scrawny like NO I DISAGREE
he either ties his hair or clips it back a lot because he gets too annoyed at his hair when it's in his face
he bites his lips a lot whether out of anxiety or on accident, biting his tongue hurts like HELL
if the wifi or power cuts out he will go full blown panic mumbling mode
a fantastic flashlight
keeps painkillers, eye drops and chapstick in a drawer in his night stand but never goes in it
his hands and feet are so cold
he hides his hands in his hair to warm them up in winter
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he rly does love his dad a lot, but his pride is much too big for him to say that
gets yelled at a LOT in class or in the library for being wayyy over the volume level
i feel like he can do really cool tricks while doing push-ups like clapping his hands behind his back or doing push-ups one handed
Malleus is over his devotedness and just prays every day that he can have some peace and quiet(he's one more Sebbie speech from striking him with a lightning bolt)
puts a pic of Malleus above his bed
has a plethora of dragon plushies in carrying sizes, shapes, colors and patterns
probably tries to commission someone to recreate the armor that peepaw Baur gave him in the dream
a lot of the students are scared of him because he's so loud, especially students with animal ears or something that gives them increased hearing(they hear him from more than a mile away... not fun for sensitive ears)
gets embarrassed really easily
had baby hands for the longest time
can't choose between pampering himself to look good as Malleus's knight or to pamper Malleus more than he already does and look gruff and beat up to be intimidating and manly
he does like Silver, he just cares about him in his own way(I saw something similar to this but I don't remember who drew it, but it was Sebek holding Silver up while he was sleeping again and I actually cried my baby boys are so cute)
he had to find a new horse for Equestrian club because the one he had when starting out in the club was too short and his legs touched the ground while sitting atop the horse
knows how to cook stuff but only things high in protein and made for strengthening
eats Lilia's cooking because he honors him too much and then has a stomach ache that feels worse than getting dragged on the burning floors of Hell
speaking of being sick, it's the only time he's remotely quiet. I don't mean he's not loud but he just can't talk at his normal decibel of speaking (everyone is praising the Lord)
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i love my silly boys
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ciwzing · 1 year ago
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༉ 𝗚𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗽 𝗕𝗼𝘆𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀
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🎀 incld: satoru, sukuna, choso, & geto
🎀 gn! reader
🎀 ‟there's no better quality time than gossiping with your boyfriend ”
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𝗚𝗼𝗷𝗼 𝗦𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘂
biggest gossiper
literally has a time of your guys day specifically for where you guys just sit on your guys bed cozy, wrapped in each other's arms to talk shit or spill some tea about other people.
has a code name on everyone he and you guys don't like
“ain't that dora over there”
“yeah that's them, that wack ass haircut really stands out from the crowd"
will always make an eye contact with you whenever you guys hear or see something ridiculous, trying to hide his snickers with a cough
“baby, did i see that correctly”
“definitely, saw that shit clear as day”
AND you know you're gonna hear about it once you guys are home.
if he ever enter your home with a loud thud and a call of your name always followed with a giddy giggle YK THAT HE BOUTTA SPIT SOME SHIT🤭
“Baby!! you never guessed what just happened!”
ALWAYS gives you the best reaction to your gossip, never failing to let out the most exaggerated gasp ever
prob has those senses if you have gossip to spill, if Spiderman has spider sense, he has a bitch’s sense and it never fails him.
𝗞𝗮𝗺𝗼 𝗖𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗼
didn't really grasp how gossiping works the first time tbh ╥﹏╥
“didn't we hate this person? why did you just talk to them then?”
baby it's called playing nice
type of bf that if you hate someone, he gotta be their hater too
GIVES THE MOST FUNNIEST YET CUTEST REACTION EVER
“Baby guess what, remember the girl that I told you about yesterday that's been soft launching her man?”
“Yeah?”
“Her man is actually her COUSIN!”
“∑(; °Д°)”
every time you keep dropping bomb after bomb his expression just became more concerning
“oh my god, baby are they okay? (;° ロ°)”
“its fine, we hate this person”
“oh, fuck them then”
“yeah fuck them!”
(`∀´) (⋋‿⋌ )
learns some of the most juiciest gossips BUT ALWAYS FAILS TO ASK FOR DETAILS
“That one clingy couple in our class just broke up suddenly, and they look they hated each other's guts”
“WHAT, WHY?!”
“I don't know I never asked”
𝗦𝘂𝗸𝘂𝗻𝗮 𝗥𝘆𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗻
you don't how he does it, but whenever you have some anger or tea to spill, he's ready every fucking time.
“who we gonna hate today, pretty?”
LOVES gossiping, not because he cares about other people, but because he loves talking shit about them
has the most creative insults tbh
you sometimes have to pause to take in what he had just said
doesn't remember all the ppl you shit talk about, you have to remind him with the stupid names he calls them
“Remember the guy that I told you about last week?”
“Baby, you have to be more specific about that”
“Omfg, the one you compared with megamind!”
“oh that motherfucker, yeah i remember him, all that forehead and can't think for shit, that's crazy”
probably the type of person that purposely points at the person you just talked about to tease you.
𝗚𝗲𝘁𝗼 𝗦𝘂𝗴𝘂𝗿𝘂
a secret gossiper tbh
ALWAYS has something interesting going on with his gossips, you could never guess just what shit he's about to say next
drops the most gasping bombshell like it's your random Tuesday
“oh yeah, one of our professors just got fired since he allegedly had an affair with one of his students”
the type of person that's quiet but he knows all of the shits about so many people, like How'd you get this information sir? (°△°|||)
ppl trust him too much that they spill so many things in front of this man, but they don't know you're the first person he goes running back to talk about it.
“they said I can't tell this to anyone…but you know that girl-”
gives the biggest stank eye when the person y'all hate walks past him AND HE AIN'T TRYNNA HIDE IT
Can and will shit talk about the person right in front their fcking face.
"Heard you talking shit about me?"
"Want me to tell you again? you might missed some details"
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ranwan-love · 4 months ago
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Your Feb 2025
Wassup people I am back after so long. I hope this reading will resonate with you all and will guide you to better version of yourself. Please let me know how much it resonated and also drop any ideas you have for future readings.
If you are really abundant buy me some coffee too loll.
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Close your eyes,take a deep breath and pick a pile you feel most attracted too.
Pile one
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Cards: 10 of swords, High priestess, 4 of pentacles, 2 of swords.
Hi pile one, I started this reading feeling extremely cold?? Are you in this energy or taking it to February 2025. I also feel you are procrastinating alot or there could be some addiction related issue. It can be on bigger scale as well as small like a mere sugar or caffeine addiction. So try working on it.
For week one, First word I channeled was "EVEN" and somehow my brain went "Things were maybe in odds with you but now they will fall in place and even out everything" We also got 10 of swords. It also depicts completion. This cycle which have been keeping you stuck, it can't be stretched anymore or whatever situation you are in right now they can't hurt you anymore. There will be an end to situation which took up too much of your mental space which could have been keeping you stuck! This week you could have strong emotional outburst but they will be due to long suppressed emotions. Due to release of this stuck energy chances are that you might have to sleep little extra to let your body recover.
For week two, we got High priestess and i heard curiosity?? You will probably start something new. First of all i felt deep silence. Here it feels like need to stop and observe. Maybe still carrying a bit of slow calming energy from past week. There are very high chances that something will make you feel curious. It can be right in front of everyone's eye but no one questioned it before. If they did they got there answer but never shared because it have to be that way. You know type of information only a seeker would find.This information might be important for you. It might open the fated events and random luck in your life. Since this information is bit mystic in nature you need to depend on your intuition. Trust that "i just know" and be vulnerable to your heart.
Extra: if you wanna start a small scale business or some social endeavour. Do it. It will be a good stable start almost like written in stars for you.
For week three there are very high chances you probably got your first order, some good money or abundance in any form. I hope you can use it to reaffirm a belief that I am Abundance. I get money out of thin air and so don't hold onto it tightly creating frequency of lack. Don't go in lack mindset. Just know there's enough for you. You have unlocked portal of financial abundance. I literally got a vision like someone was in class and got one of painting sold at high prize. You can use the earned money to buy good quality of investment instead of holding back lol.
Pile Two
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Cards: Nine of swords, Ten of swords, Ace of wands, Seven of swords
Okay so I originally planned to do atleast two piles in one sitting but I suddenly had a strong urge that go light a lamp, you know what meditate too then i was like the sky seems good let me get some good fresh air. It eventually turned that let's just sit here because it started to feel really good. Like either you are doing it, so great job but if you are not then girl try it. You need it. I am sorry i specifically used girl because I keep getting that energy. Chances are pile two majorly consists of females or feminine energy. I also felt that Ma Kali connection for some of you.
For week one the energy is??? Girl what hurt you so bad? Or should I say who hurt you. Somehow what i keep feeling is this energy of blackmail, harrasment. Like in first case it is someone who has awfully toxic family member and you are stuck in limbo, spend the nights crying. Second is someone who had some kind of relationship where other party is harrassing you with some pictures or your personal data. It's like it feels so stuck in this situation that you can't even ask for help. You either sleep to escape reality or just cry yourself to sleep. I got a call too and for no reason other person felt awfully rude and I felt PISSED? Idk why I suddenly feel so pissed like for godsake who tf is this man(person). Just know girl you are highly protected. Nothing bad will happen to you. You are protected. Here's suggestion connect to female energy like if you pray so pray or tap in your feminine energy. I feel so much of female Rage here? Like no wonder i felt Ma Kali at beginning of this reading. Call her okay if you feel like! You can also ask from a female figure like strong female figure. Like for fucks sake ask for help!!!
In week two i feel like the situation might come to an end but it will leave you drained from such long time of period? It feels like a morning dawn? You might need to take deep rest , connect with yourself , heal your nervous system. There's definitely a ending here and a resting phase. Okay somehow nine of swords card was upside down so this situation could be removed even before it comes to such extreme like stand up for yourself. You are form of energy too. Don't underestimate yourself.
For week three there's new passionate begining here. It might be something that would heal you like it might not be some long term rather short? But deeply fulfilling something that you would need after the towers like situation above! There are very high chances if you get used to vibration of this small begining you might be looked up by lot of people in future. I don't know if You want to do it or not but there's alot of potential in there. This is more like spark leading to huge fire.
For week four it's just a caution that be ware of deceit and betrayal. I don't know i don't feel like giving anymore message here because you are not supposed to know much.
If this person or the thing that caused you so much pain tries to come back don't let it or it will bring pain again. Than it would be ironic to call out universe and go like why do i keep recieving pain! Like simple don't choose the pain.
Man you have to be kidding me i tried to pull two cards for overall energy and got three. So i reshuffled. I did it for three times and still got three cards.
Page of cups, knight of pentacles, eight of swords.
So pile three stand up for yourself, ask for help, make better choices, because at end of day you have everything. Emotional fulfillment, money, creativity everything you need.
Pile Three
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Card: Ace of cups, Two of wands, Nine of pentacles, Five of wands
Okay pile three before shuffling I felt should I complete my work but I keep feeling let me finish it first and than do other work! Like finish what you feel called to. Don't leave it hanging because later on it might not reach the potential it can now! Like it can lead to procrastination and break in rhythm. Just don't leave a task in between probably because you have hard time restarting or even completing again?
Okay so anyways your card for week one was Ace of cups. See abundance is always meant for you. It's you who need to trust that and this will be a major focus during this cycle. There are chances you actually ended something heavy and started a new cycle or even set up an intention. It could be a begining you know is meant for you. I don't know this pile's energy is so silent that I keep getting so relaxed and quiet almost like meditate flow state. It's like you are coming in alignment with lot of your manifestations where you used to have limiting beliefs and chatter of mind. There are high chances if you overthink a lot, doubt a lot. There's a huge shift in that. You could expend a void to overall all pretty chill energy. Somewhat reminds me of "Everything is working out for me or universe is working for me"
For week two you could have multiple project ideas here where you might feel like you need to drop one or other to make one project work. I think not! You can and you probably should work on all your projects you plan too. Like just schedule them well. Ugh why this energy is so airy. Like don't stay in your head bring your ideas in 3D. OKAY. You have really cool ideas but they are useless if they are not in 3D. I don't know i randomly keep daydreaming about most unhinged stuff. Anyways if you are working on multiple project, schedule them well like don't try to do all them in one day rather try dividing them throughout week and scheduling in advance. This is so happy lucky vibe, like you know type whose confidence make them anxious. For example i know I will top the exam but I am anxious yeaah!!!
For week three we got nine of pentacles. Like you have to be kidding me. I swear you gonna manifest alot because of your flow state so ask carefully. Like the card has such deeply abundant vibe. It's like if I loose everything right now I will rebuild it even better without any problem. Like it's your mantra that I was born to be rich or I am rich. It's like you have such a great balance of give and take that your self love and self care can't be hindered by external source. Very good pile three. I am thankful for reading such energy too.
So for week four, I got vibe of celebration. A bit chaotic but definitely a fulfilling celebration. This might also act as catalyst for a growth. So try going out make circles and contacts, like have fun!!! I truly don't think so I need to say much for this pile just keep this flow state, take actions on projects you have in your head and there will be huge abundance for you.
For overall energy we got the hierophant and six of pentacles.
See pile three your energy is so in sync. It's very stable throughout the month and messages keep repeating. If i have to summarise it I will just say keep doing what you are doing. You are on right path. You definitely know how abundance work.
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scummy-writes · 3 months ago
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Folks who have been playing ikeseries before ikevamp came out (and who have better memories than I do)
Has Cybird always fucked up so badly, so frequently?
I've been playing since right before ikevamp came out, maybe a year or two before? And I remember common issues like various small typos and '%NAME&' errors, the rare Japanese name instead of English, but in the past couple of years I feel like the quality has dropped severely. Typos are more frequent, but so are like just blatantly untranslated things, like the last ikepri election results being super messed up?? Not to mention the weird 'here's a story with gil and sariel, we cut luke out and made it an expensive set'. Issues of ECBS not being clear in ehat they are, and Now we're also getting random issues like Ellis' story just flat out unavailable despite being shown for promos with the current event.
It makes me a bit worried, to be honest. Like...are they losing money and can't afford the usual quality checkers? Are they overworking current employees? Like man what happened
Please don't use this as a "this is why you should play THIS game instead, cybird SUCKS" because it'll just make me hate whatever game you're trying to promote, and it's just not the topic dude
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choco-pudding · 8 months ago
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The Vampire Dies in no Time, Chapter 196: Draus Becomes a NūTuber
Read text from right to left, do not repost.
(Translations by @lavoszero and myself. Edits and typesetting by myself)
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Chapter 196: Draus Becomes a NūTuber
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Draus: "Thank you for coming."
Draus:"Northdin, my friend, you seem to be doing well." [Draus, an ancient vampire and Draluc's father.]
Northdin: "Oh drop the formalities, you usually call me when you have a problem, so what is it this time?" [Northdin, an old friend of Draus and Draluc's mentor.]
Draus: "You're indeed correct, you see..." Northdin: "Yes? What is it you want to discuss?" Draus: " Well... just between you and me"
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Draus: "I want to become a NūTuber..." Northdin: "A what?"
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Northdin: "You're not acting like your usual self. Aimlessly chasing a fad, has your brain finally become mush?" [I am the vampire Mr. Tries-New-Things-on-a-Whim-Because-I-am-Just-That-Old] Draus: "N-no!! I have a good reason for this!"
[Flashback] Draus: "I asked Draluc if he wanted to partake in some father-son bonding, but, for some reason, he declined. 'I'm recording a video game commentary for Nūtube, so I can't right now.'
Draus: "So this is the Nūtube Draluc spoke of... If I do this too, I'm sure I'll be able to spend some quality time with Draluc!!" [End flashback] Northdin: "If you're going to flashback, at least have the decency to do so for five or more panels."
Draus: "Lend me your hand in making a spectacular NūTube debut!!" Northdin: "No."
Northdin: "Firstly, that would be imitating humans." Draus: "Don't say that Northdin! We're best friends, are we not!?" Northdin: "A vampire such as yourself-" Draus: "Please, best friend!" Northdin: "You're doting on Draluc far too much-" Draus: "I'm begging you! Please, best friend! Hey, best friend!! Hey, best friends!!"
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Northdin: "I'm assuming you know what being a NūTuber entails?" Draus: "Of course."
Draus: "For instance, videos like the ones Draluc uploads to NūTube…those kind get a plethora of comments and views, it's growth is simply awe-inspiring. Even as a budding Nūtuber, I'm certain I'll receive 200 quintillion(※) comments and views, then Draluc would say "My father is so great, check him out!" Northdin: " Is there a reason behind you inflating those numbers?"
Northdin: "And? What are you planning to record?" Draus: "A reading of my autobiography." Northdin: "I see, so you have no plan."
Northdin: "Let’s see…humans generally have a desire to see that of which is forbidden to them. What if you filmed 'A Tour of a Vampire's Castle' to satiate that curiosity?" Draus: "As Expecdin!" [* As expected of Northdin]
Draus: "Here, we can film without fearing my hordes of newly acquired human fans ever trespassing!" Northdin: "Here, deep in the mountains of Tochigi. The closest station is an hour's walk."
Northdin: "Okay, let's start filming." Draus: "Fufufu… Greetings Nūtube, I am the formidable vampire known as Draus."
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Northdin: "Hey, you're not visible!" Draus: "Huh?" Northdin: "You can't buy a camera at random! Idiaus, did you go just with what the store clerk was trying to sell you without question!?"
Northdin: "We have no choice, clench your buttocks as if your life depends on it!!" Draus: "Ugh, this is agony on my lower back. Huff."
Draus: "Allow me to gracefully show you around the place. Bah, it's so difficult to move while constantly clenching, I'm as stiff as that robot C3-P0!! Now I've lost my train of thought, what to say, what to say."
Draus: "Th... th-this is the rose garden of our castle..." [Ring ring rinring] Draus: "Ack, it's the six o' clock bell." Northdin: "After all, we're deep in the mountains of Tochigi." [It's time for good children to return home]
[Two hours later] Draus: "E-enough!! I give in!! End it, end it..."
Northdin: "Finally, I've had enough of this nonsense." Draus: "One... I have one last question." Northdin: "Well, what is it?"
Draus: "I often see text at the bottom of the screen, how does it appear? How can I recreate that………?" [He's referring to captions]
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Northdin: "Just cut some letters out of cardboard, then make them float with telekinesis." Draus: "As Expecdin!" [Thus marked Draus's first remarkable upload to NūTube."
[Some days later]
Draus: "There's no views on it at aaaall. This isn't good enough for Draluc, it's not good at all, I should just curl up into a ball like a pill big."
Northdin: "You can't expect immediate results from a single upload. the key to viewership is persistence." Draus: "As Expecdin!"
Draus: "The view and comment count is as dead as can be, I'm a shriveled worm on the sidewalk." Northdin: "Film your familiars or other animals, animals are strong attention grabbers.
Draus: "It's hopeless. I should lie down and die. I'm the smallest potato in a picking contest." Northdin: "Watch videos from those that succeed before you as reference."
Draus: "I'm ending it all, goodbye. I'm more lowly than a slug, I'm the slime it secretes." Northdin: "Showcase your unique abilities in your videos."
Draus: "The portly victim that's eaten first in a zombie movie" Northdin: "Clench you buttocks."
Draus: "Mrs. Carmody from The Mist
Draus: "Jar Jar Binks."
Draus: "Monjayai."
Draus: "Blegh."
[Some days later]
Draus: "I had a 'revelation,' North. Everything I've tried up until now, it was all wrong.
Draus: "I feel as if I received a true, divine 'epiphany,' it's so simple. All that I must do now is to put this into action… fufufu, I feel so at bliss." [A dreadful foreboding washed over Northdin; his friend is going down a dangerous path, yet he knew he was too late to stop him.]
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[Ronaldo Vampire Hunter Agency, Shin-Yokohama]
Draluc: "Now then, let's check on the Dora Dora Channel and see what uplifting comments we've received." [Clack]
Draluc: "Oh? We got recommended a video?
Draus: "Hello, NūTube, welcome the awe-inspiring vampire Draus's channel."
Draluc: "Mih?"
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Draus: "Now, To commemorate this first Installment, I’ve decided to give you all tour of my castle, so that you may understand my awe. Come on, cameraman!" [Great English]
Draus: "This is the hallway, it's quite wide and long. Amazing isn't it~?" [Hallway]
Draus: "This is the rose garden of our castle..." [Ring ring rinring] Draus: "Ack, it's the six o' clock bell."
Draus: "And here is the living room… well, that's all for now." [The End]
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[1 comment] [It was a truly amazing castle!! I'm looking forward to the next video!! Mr. Draus is so cool!!☆]
[It was a truly amazing castle!! I'm looking forward to the next video!! Mr. Draus is so cool!!☆ [Comment by: Draus]
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[More videos by this user]
[Video List: 67 Videos]
Draus: "Hello, Nūtube, today I'll introduce you to my amazing familiars."
Draus: "These rodents are my familiars. This one is Chuo and the other one is Chuko] [Chuo, Chuko] [Chu chu]
Draus: "Their favorite food is cheese. Uh... that is all. [The End]
[Mr Draus is super cool! Even his rodents are amazing~ Let's all comment more. [Comment by: Draus] Draluc: Naaaaaaaaaa [Breaking point]
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Draus: "Tonight, I, Draus, will sing a special awe-inspiring song for you all. Ave, Maria, please, add meee to your playliiist." [2 views]
Draus: "Tonight, I will perform my special awe-inspiring Draus dance. Here we go! Du-dun da dan, dun da dan." [2 views]
Draus: "Greetings, Nūtube, for Tonight, I—everyone's favorite, Draus—will be partaking in the steaming hot Tenshinhan challenge. HOT!" [2 views]
HYaaaA—, tonight, I thought I'd try digging a 15m trench in the garden for no reason in particular!" [Dig dig dig dig dig dig] Draluc: "He's in meltdown mode..."
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Draluc: "? The view count on this next video, it's...
Draus: "Welcome, dear viewers, tonight I will share with you the wonders of my son, Draluc. Firstly, Draluc is the most adorable being in the universe. his cuteness is, without a doubt, a universal law." [Photo album] Draluc: "WAH!"
[Next Video] Draluc: "AAA"
Draluc: "AAAA" Draus: "In the beginning, there was Draluc. And Draluc said, "Let there Shin- Yokohama," and there was Shin-Yokohama."
[The Splendor of Draluc 53, Draus Channel 5920 views] [The Splendor of Draluc 54, Draus Channel 6274 views] [The Splendor of Draluc 55, Draus Channel 8517 views] [The Splendor of Draluc 56, Draus Channel 10K views] Draluc: "NUWBEHLGUBEHAO--!!!"
[26 Comments]
User1: "You love your son way too much (lol
User2: "Doxxed"
User3: "Lmao are you really his dad? lol"
Draus: "I love my son just as every father should. "Doxxed? What do you mean by that? "Of course I am his biological father. I am both a formidable man and the biological father of Draluc."
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[Pat]
[Shift shift shift...] [Heh]
[The Draluc Dance of Infinite Rage] [Morale]
[After that, Draluc bombarded his father with attention non-stop until he forgot about NūTube.]
Draluc: "From now on, you're going to play Vonverman with me every night!" Draus: "Eh, ah-" Draluc: "Quiet! And as for tomorrow, we're going to hang out at Nezumi land until dawn!" [Nu-end] [Death 196: End]
Translator's notes.
Page 6 (128)
Draus normally uses "watashi" but uses "ore" when he's upset.
Literally he refers to Mrs. Carmody as "ミストのババア." Apparently it's some unaffectionate nickname for her.
Monjayaki is a "controversial" dish in Japan because it looks like barf.
スガスガしい気分だ ("I feel so at bliss") is a pretty famous Dio (Jojo) quote.
Page 7 (129)
ミ゜ ("Mih") is a JPN meme for the sound a cicada makes before dying.
Page 8 (130)
In the first panel, Draus literally says "Camera, come on. (written in katakana as "キャメラ カモン"). As indicated with a note above, he says it with a great pronunciation, so you know with "great English."
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Chuo and Chuko can translated as "Mr. and Ms. Squeak" in English. However, Draus has a tendency to give thing simple Japanese names (his coffin name is "Kuro," he calls John "Marusuke") so there's no point in translating it in the text.
"Hyaaaa" is a meme based on what brainless mooks scream from Fist of the Northstar (it's usually written as "ヒャッハー").
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Yes, Draus is parody quoting the bible.
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