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[unexaltedonewhoisnotking]

Realised that I could just use powerpoint to make all the shitty D&D-party-as-vines animations I dreamed of… now nothing can stop me :0

[lightofraye]

Jared and Jensen Gold Panel (SPNDC)

Major thanks to Fangasm for the photos, as most are largely theirs. There are a couple that are from other fans, which I will link to.

We're starting to get a trickle of photo ops right now. I'll post some in a bit.

CE posted a link for their intro video.

The boys giving each other props as the gold panel begins!

Jensen: "i worked an all nighter filming so I was tired yesterday."

Jared: "But he had his makeup still on so he looked great!"

(No wonder Jensen looked so tired yesterday!)

Jensen said Christian Kane might be coming to conventions too.

(I have reservations for that, but neither here nor there for now.)

Jared says his PowerPoint would be on watches. Ha! Okay.

Jensen says his PowerPoint would be on sleep. Sir... can we also have access to that PowerPoint?

Earliest memory?

Jared: "I remember swimming in a sea of millions..."

Jensen: "I got this is got this!"

Jensen says he remembers a swarm of hornets. Yikes!

J2 forever!

Jared on sleeping on having made mistakes.

Jensen: "Pick your battles. I always try to tread lightly and be respectful in a conflict instead of engage defensively."

Jensen on pursuing acting: "I didn't know if it was the path for me but I thought give it a shot."

And we are glad for it!

Jared: "Similar. I've had a lifelong relationship with doubting myself. I at first ran away from it (acting)."

Jared and Jensen both do breath work to change mood or calm down.

Jensen: "Breathing - Wim Hof Breathing technique. And, I'm considering cold plunge."

J2 thanking the fans!

Leaving the gold panel!

Brothers in all but blood!

Bonus!

What would their characters drink? Apparently Mark Meachum drinks cheap beer.

Edited: Someone uploaded the gold panel already!

[reginaldkoettlitz]

i take my polar powerpoint very seriously. its even better with all the image animations but im not going to throw one thousand videos in a tumblr post and yes i put the entire tagesschau intro in there

[vacantgodling]

story base idea tag

thank u @space-writes for tagging me! i could do this for all my wips but tbh i think i'll just stick to the main three unless other people really REALLY wanna know lol.

Rules: share the original base ideas for your WIPs

the fun thing about my main three wips is that they all have handy dandy inspo pages i made in their powerpoint intros, so:

BETWIXT THUMB & FOREFINGER

the very obvious inspiration for btaf is twilight--specifically bella's pregnancy arc bc that shit traumatized me. its hilarious because, spoiler for everyone, i never actually read the twilight books. i know everything about twilight through osmosis and the bits of the movis and pop culture and video essay's i've watched about it. it was also inspired by my love of history and gothic literature in general--i went on a whole crusade 2023 reading gothic books and it was (mostly) great (still looking at you trilby you suck ASS). but i put wuthering heights as the main inspiration for btaf too bc a bunch of horrible people in a mansion is sorta the crux of that book. if those of y'all know some of the Deep Ren Lore, y'all know i unintentionally got a wuthering heights fandom blog to deactivate when i pointed out that their bait poll was just a bunch of gender essentialist bullshit and that heathcliff's character is p fucking racist /shrug. wuthering heights actually isn't my favorite book in the world and i've liked it even less as i've aged, but as they say--hating something spawns brilliant work or something like that. the final inspo for btaf was actually roe v wade overturning. i wasn't directly thinking of making a pro choice book until i started the whole historical twilight shit, but if i'm going to make an entire book about pregnancy (basically) then its either gonna have to swing one way or the other and like. very obviously i'm going to swing for pro choice. but the choice aspect of the narrative evolved and grew in many many ways that expand beyond just pregnancy and get more into the realm of transgenderisms and body autonomy and all that fun shit. this book is literally just a bunch of metaphors and commentary in a gothic trench coat.

PARAMOUR

its been awhile since i waxed poetics about paramour but best believe i am still unhinged about it. hilariously, the original idea for paramour was a sort of beauty and the beast retelling with a heaping dosage of crimson peak. but then hya became an asshole AUOFXBJCZK and that ruined all my plans (for the better). everything else that i've listed as inspo has been sorta added after the fact, but generally speaking that's where paramour started. it was also supposed to be a ghost story??? like amon instead of being just a butler was supposed to be a ghost who's body was stolen by what became the keeper too LMAO like it was a lot. it actually used to be called “beauty and the crimson hamlet” WAAAY back in the day if anyone remembers that lmao. there was also some hamlet inspo in there too bc of the whole hya had to figure out what was going on with this body snatching ghost pff. either way, i’m glad paramour is where it is Now bc it’s my darling

HE WHO SMITES THE SUN

the original idea was the rape of persephone + the mongols (history) + sibling relationship + transgenderism. and honestly? this is the main story that’s truly stuck to its origins from Day One lmao—i’ve just expanded the worldbuilding, connected it to other wips, and then started conlanging out of my MIND.

so i’ll tag @kudzucataclysm @multi-lefaiye @henrike-does-writing-sometimes @sergeantnarwhalwrites @kiennwrites & anyone else that’d like to do this :3

[ieetbeez]

[ Rashid Turbulent Wind Headcannons !? ]

A/N : hello freaks👅 Yeah I'm a slow writer what can I say. It's finals season and I have to study for my exams, then finish my 2 art finals by Tuesday but I don't feel like doing it right now... Once break hits I'll lock in a post for that week only.

Rashid is so silly I always smile when I play him. Fun fact he's my 2nd main! It goes Ed, Rashid, Jamie, then Aki if you were wondering (y'all dgaf LMAOO)

[CW] None!

Out of all the guys he’s shockingly NOT the most brain rotted. But he’s 2nd! I give that honor to Luke. Mainly just cause of his VA (ALEKS LE MY GOATTTTTTT).

Genuinely the sweetest guy on the planet. Not a single evil bone in that guy's body.

Not a single broken bone either. Even if he falls on his ass over and over he has never in his life broken anything.

Embodies the word dork to the highest degree. Don't mention any of his interests near him cause he will strike up a conversation with you.

LOVES Kingdom Hearts. He says "Simple and clean!" in his player 2 intro and you know, it could mean nothing but I can see him booting up his PS2 as a kid playing the first game.

'Simple and Clean' is one of his favorite songs.

Loves Natty from KIOF. Unstanned after the birthday party incident

Girl group AND boy group stan. If he ever meets Jamie I think they'd get along great.

But in MY AU they're online friends. They met each other on stan twt "defending" (insulting) a group from anti's

They stay up for comebacks and send each other tiktoks.

Has a pretty Instagram (or SF equivalent, foo-stagram?) account. Everything follows a color theme, organized highlights, pretty pictures, it's remarkable.

Definitely has artistic hobbies. Which ones? All of them! He doesn't have any that he dedicates himself full time to but he's the kinda guy to try anything once.

Doesn't really keep up with the more hands on or resource heavy hobbies but I can see him drawing his own thumbnails or small doodles for his twitter.

Likes to do small drawings for friends.

Critiques the different ads or displays he sees when he's traveling with Azam and they're walking around a major city.

Makes schlatt-esque videos but they're more ad friendly. Like rankings or him just doing random shit. I can see him doing a "watching your guy's interesting powerpoints" and it's him just yapping about how everyone can't form a color palette that doesn't make his eyes wanna kms to save their lives.

On the SF twt equivalent there’s a running gag of “what the fuck is Rashid doing now?”

It started cause within the span of 3 days Rashid fought a world renowned MMA fighter, blew glass, did a no sleep stream wandering around Metro City, got jumped on said stream and won, met the Mayor, fought the Mayor, ran into R. Mika and did an impromptu Mario kart stream, then got banned from Footube for copyright infringement.

Which then caused him to go completely dead for a week before posting a picture with the caption:

"The opportunity of defeating the enemy is presented by the enemy himself"

He later reveals on stream that someone tried to steal his account but he "showed them who's the alpha."

Really good at just dance (and really competitive).

Loves horror movies but he's really jumpy. Like popcorn everywhere, jumping around on the couch, and screaming like a little girl.

He's only embarrassed about it if the ladies (or guys...) are around.

That's a bisexual man if I've ever seen one.

I get a Pompompurin vibe from him.

Genuinely such a tease, whether it be romantic or just friendly banter he's always poking at you. He'd be so confident about it too.

Though if you manage to one up him... He'll be stunned then start laughing about how "I swear my heart skipped a beat!"

He's banned from Metro City's Skyzone.

Rashid reminds me of Dante from DMC in a way. They're both super goofy fun guys that the fandom characterizes as dumbasses when they're like super smart and serious dudes outside of that persona.

On that note, he probably has a lot nightmares regarding the events of SF5. He won't close the chat where she sent her last message and sometimes just looks at her offline avatar reminiscing kind of thing.

I can see avatar(you?) and Rashid bonding over both having lost friends (If you consider Bosch your friend ngl personally I'm not attached but we go around the world for the guy soooooo) due to Shadaloo activities.

I mean if we go by the world tour timeline then it'd be more like Rashid helping Avatar cope.

He practices the Wicked riff to himself in the shower.

He's so husband

[oscconfessions]

I’ve coming to the realization that so many people here weren’t in the OSC prior to 2020. Y’all missed out on the 2015-2019 Object shows with NCS music intros era where people made intros they were fire but the show never came out. Also the entire PowerPoint object show renaissance, golden age of object show camps, and hype behind Code Red.

I miss the old OSC, we used to have videos like “IDFB intro but my show” or ACTUAL joke shows. The only worst thing you could do back then was use the same intro music as another person,rig votes, or steal assets it was so simple back then.

Anon HiveVoid 🐝🌑

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[rosebudshifter]

THE NETFLIX SCRIPT TEMPLATE

Back in August of 2021, during the trend of making your shifting scripts in Google Slides/PowerPoint, I created a shifting script template that looked like Netflix. It was designed to house all of your scripts in one singular slideshow. I feel like it was only fitting that my first "template spotlight" post go to her. So...here she is!

There are written instructions + video instructions for my visual learners :)

INTRO PAGES:

Includes a Netflix Homepage

ANNDDD I included a lil gif of the Netflix logo that plays that BUM BUMM when you get to the slide :))

Profile Selection (allows you to insert your own custom profile photo + edit your name)

What it'll look like after you fill out the DR-selection page

What the title page for whichever DR you choose will look like :)

Click MOI to learn how to make a copy of my templates :)

Click MEEEEE to make a copy of the template

Divider by @firefly-graphics

[fitzrove]

my stuff masterpost

While browsing my blog I decided I wanted to put all the best things in one place hehe so here we go

video edits / fanedits

paparazzi (todcheni)

trouble is a friend (todolf)

piece of me (elisabeth)

we r who we r (tod)

me or the ps5 (kskskd) (todolf)

sympathy is a knife (rudolf and wilhelm, kronprinz rudolf 2006)

elisabeth + planet of the bass

music

mayerling but it's the glockenspiel from the intro to der letzte tanz

life plus 99 years (thrill me) virtual piano

cursed mashup of die fäden in der hand & primadonna (MARINA)

Links to music stuff where I sing may be selectively provided in DMs if you ask (highlights include - among other things - six the musical ex wives but with new rudolf adjacent lyrics lol)

ms paint fanart

tag yourself elisabeth das musical edition

todolf 1 (joke)

todolf 2 (dead serious)

kronprinz rudolf weaponized incompetence

writing

my English Schatten translation

& see Ao3. I recently changed my profile name there but: go into the todolf tag, search for fics published in 2022 only, sort by kudos -> 2nd 3rd 4th and 5th one on the list are all me (for now) hehehe

meta

The true logic behind the "kitschification" of Elisabeth Schönbrunn

tanz der vampire & the hero's journey

What kind of professor is Abronsius anyway?

misc

rating every crossdressy máté outfit (powerpoint)

melodic connections between tdv songs chart

historical rudolf meme dump

[olivia-anderson-fanfic]

Have you never heard of such a thing, darling?

There is an abrupt cut to a classic YouTube channel intro. It’s the name ‘The Gotham Files, with Tim Drake’ in a metallic font, bouncing around to royalty-free, terrible dubstep music while fake strobe lights dance in the background. It is impossible to tell whether this is ironic or not. Assumedly yes, though, because then it cuts to a blank title card that seemed to have been ripped right off of a PowerPoint presentation that reads ‘Also Marinette is here’.

(The Timari Buzzfeed Unsolved Au)

Chapter 1: The Mysterious Case of Wayne Manor

A boy sits in a nondescript white room, on a white sofa, in a white shirt and black slacks. This could have all been controlled, of course, however, even the boy himself is not the most colorful – his skin is pale, his hair jet black, and even his eyes are a seemingly lifeless grey. He smiles at the camera, but there’s something unsettling about it. He shows off way too many teeth.

He waves jerkily. “Hello, everyone! I’ve gotten a lot of new subscribers since my last video hunting down the demon known as Poison Ivy –.”

There is an abrupt cut to a new bit of footage, in black and white to signify that it was from the past:

“If you’re a demon then you have to curse me,” the boy is saying from behind a camera.

A seemingly normal woman, though admittedly she is covered in enough dirt to make you wonder if she had just come back from digging up a grave, gives him a blank look. “Why would I do that?”

“You gotta.”

“I’m not going to.”

“Lame.”

The woman’s face drops into the annoyance that had clearly been threatening to appear for a while, and she starts to stand. The boy makes a squeaking noise and immediately runs in the opposite direction.

“– who was not a demon, she was just a regular lady who was really obsessed with poisoning rich people. Which is perfectly understandable and could happen to anyone.”

He nods sagely. There is no reason for this. He simply does. And does it for too long. It gets uncomfortable very quickly.

“But, this does not necessarily mean that ghosts and demons do not exist!”

He smiles. 

“Now, in this episode, I am going to solve the mystery of whether Wayne Manor is truly hauhahaha–!”

He breaks character abruptly, bursting into laughter, covering his mouth with his fist in an attempt to smother it. A flush spreads across his cheeks, finally adding much-needed color to the room. “Sorry, I can’t – I can’t do my usual intro with you there.”

A person behind the camera giggles. “Aw, am I distracting you?”

“You were looking at me like you thought I was possessed, of course it was distracting.”

“You looked possessed, I don’t know what to tell you –!”

He laughs at her and makes a spinning motion with his pointer finger. “Oh my god, Editor!Me, just roll the intro here.”

On cue, there is an abrupt cut to a classic YouTube channel intro. It’s the words ‘The Gotham Files, with Tim Drake’ in a metallic font, bouncing around to royalty-free, terrible dubstep music while fake strobe lights dance in the background. It is impossible to tell whether this is ironic or not.

Assumedly yes, though, because then it cuts to a blank title card that seemed to have been ripped right off of a PowerPoint presentation that reads ‘Also Marinette is here’.

When the white screen disappears, the viewers find Tim standing alone in front of a wrought iron fence. The plants at the fence’s feet are overgrown, weaving intricately around the poles and climbing up the sides.

Tim had also climbed up the fence, evidently, seeing as he was still breathing a little heavily. The boy looks more normal now, wearing an old hoodie and jeans and smiling in a way that shows off his dimples. His cheeks have far more color in them now, but that just might be due to overexertion.

“Hey, so, GCPD – I know you watch my videos because Poison Ivy got arrested like a week after I posted – I would like you to know that I’m not actually trespassing. In order to trespass, there have to be people living in the place you’re supposedly trespassing in. Probably. I don’t know the law. But you guys don’t, either, so!”

He flashes a finger gun with the hand not holding the camera and attempts a wink. Unfortunately, Tim is unable to wink, so he just ends up blinking aggressively at a camera lens.

But that’s beside the point! He turns the camera around to point it at what one would, politely, call an abandoned mansion.

Less politely, it would be called a safety hazard. Half of the building looked like it had caved in on itself, graffiti covered the previously pristine white walls, and plants climbed in and out of every window. The back door hangs half off its hinge, and Tim doesn’t even want to imagine what has taken residence in the place since the Wayne family’s unfortunate passing.

“Everyone ready for another day of probably getting tetanus?”

There is no answer. He is talking to a camera.

Said camera speeds through the next few minutes of Tim exploring. Stagnant water and mold, dust bunny families and spiderwebs, a raccoon that Tim runs from immediately, rusting cookware still left out on the counter for a family that would never get to eat it, a moment to linger on Tim when he stubs his toe on a loose floorboard and heaves a deep sigh, a portrait that was peeling out of its frame, a broken grandfather clock, Tim posing in front every graffitied penis he could find, ransacked closets and cabinets…

He stops in the middle of the mansion, smiling widely when the camera is spun back to look at him. “Well, no ghosts yet, but we can’t rule them out. I guess.”

He takes off his backpack and begins rifling through it until he finds his Spirit Box.

“Now, I’m sure that most of you know what this is, but just in case you don’t: a Spirit Box will cycle through local radio frequencies at a rapid speed. The theory is that ghosts can string together these snippets of words to speak or answer questions.”

He shrugs his shoulders.

“Or, at least, that’s what people say. I’ll believe it when I see it. Until then, I’m going with a healthy mix of the ‘lucky coincidences’ and ‘confirmation bias’ theories.”

He flicks the nob to turn it on, and the radio immediately begins to cycle through vague sounds, the box crackling.

Tim shuffles a little, letting the box run as he shrugs off his jacket and sets it down so he can have a clean spot to sit for a while. He props up the camera on his knee and angles it up to show his face as he lifts the Spirit Box to his lips.

“Is anyone there?”

“Ye –!���

Tim looks unperturbed. “You said there’s someone there?”

The box sputters out an indecipherable string of sounds. A fluke, then.

He gives a small hum. “I see, I see.”

There is another moment as the box continues to make sounds. They’re deeper in tone now, but no closer to human language.

“Well,” he says. “If there is anyone in the room with me, I’d like to ask you to show yourself in some way. Possess something nearby, move something, make a sound –.”

The door slams open, and Tim instantly jumps to his feet, the camera catching a terrible view of the underside of his chin for a moment when he hugs it to his chest. Don’t worry, though, dear viewer, for he soon remembers that he is a YouTuber and quickly readjusts, pointing the camera at the door.

There is no one there, but a brilliant light illuminates the door opposite the room they are in.

“Wha…?” Tim says, his voice a whisper, only barely caught by his mic.

There is a person talking just outside the room. They are speaking in tongues.

Or perhaps in French, it is often hard to tell.

Regardless, the captions at the bottom of the video say that it is French and that she is apparently saying a vast quantity of demonetizable words that Editor!Tim could not write out.

The gist, though, is that she is apparently there because of a bet and not happy about it. Hence the many demonetizable words.

After a few seconds, Editor!Tim apparently gives up on censoring individual words, and instead chooses to bleep out the entirety of what she was saying. For the sake of monetization, not because he’s a stickler for rules or anything.

You might think that demonetizable words should be allowed when you are hunting ghosts and demons and the like, and Tim might agree, but he actually likes money, so...

What was the point here?

Oh, right.

Slowly, a girl makes her way into the room, her phone out in front of her like a pitifully tiny shield, the flashlight nearly blinding Tim.

She stares at him for a long few moments. She mumbles something to herself, but even in editing Tim had been unable to decipher it. So, yellow question marks litter the screen.

“Uh… hi,” Tim says, lifting his hand in an awkward wave.

[Ew, an American.]

Tim’s eyebrows shoot up into his hair. [You realize that you’re in America, right? Most people here are going to be Americans.]

Her eyes widen. “You… you speak French?!” she asks in heavily accented English, seeming mortified. Not because she felt bad about insulting him, but instead that she had been caught doing it.

[Obviously.]

Her face reddens, and she tries, unsuccessfully, to hide it with her free hand. “Oh. Sorry.”

“Are you really?”

She seems to consider this for a few moments, before shrugging. “I guess not.”

Tim should probably be offended. He isn’t, though. At least she was honest. Eventually.

She sticks a hand out. “I’m Marinette.”

He shakes it, smiling. “Tim.”

There were a few moments as they looked at each other, unsure what to do.

“I think your radio is broken,” she says finally, pointing at the Spirit Box. It lay on the floor, abandoned, just barely vibrating from the force of its own sounds. “Or, at least, it’s not getting any reception way out here. Keeps saying ‘Hi’.”

Tim frowns. “What time is it?”

“Like…” she looks at her phone. “About seventeen…”

She catches on to his blank stare. She glances behind herself, further into the house, as if considering braving the ghosts.

She is not brave.

She closes the door behind herself, smiling. “Right. American. Five in the afternoon.”

“Oh, that’s because everyone is getting off work and they’re greeting the sudden influx of viewers.”

“I have literally no clue how that correlates.”

“It’s ghosts,” he says, rolling his eyes.

She either does not understand sarcasm or simply does not want to risk it, because her shoulders hike up to her ears and she looks around quickly. “I’m going to kill Alya,” she hisses.

“If you hate ghosts that much, I don’t think that’s in your best interest. Because killing someone would lead to more ghosts, you know,” Tim points out.

Despite the fact that he keeps his tone as gentle as he can while breaking this news to her, she looks absolutely devastated.

Slowly, Tim picks himself up off of the floor, turning off the Spirit Box as he goes. The Spirit Box gives a high whine before sputtering out, but he pays it no mind, so this must not be important. He stuffs it in his bag and heads over to Marinette, slinging an arm over her shoulders and starting to lead her away, out of the room and through the many, winding hallways.

“Know what will calm you down? I’m going to tell you all about the family that once owned this place, and their unfortunate demises.”

“Are you streaming?” she asks, eyeing his camera warily.

“... does the way that I answer this affect whether I’ll die here or not?”

She giggles and does not answer. He does not seem assured by this.

Still, he points the camera at themselves and begins to explain: “The Waynes were a lovely family of philanthropists, and the town lost quite a lot when they were tragically shot after their family outing to the theater. To this day, twenty years after that tragic night, Gotham has yet to recover.”

A few moments of silence swallow them.

Text at the bottom of the screen says that this is not an editing mistake, and instead a choice made to respect the dead. There is also a timestamp where a person can skip to the next bit of ‘content’ if they so wish, and they would go on with their day none the wiser of the fact that Editor!Tim had called them a ‘limp noodle of a person who would not know morality if it walked up, introduced itself, and then punched them in the face’.

But, again, those people would be none the wiser, so…

Tim smiles charmingly at the camera, as if he had not just insulted a large portion of them without their knowledge. “Now their house is a prime hangout spot for dumb teens, such as Marinette and me.”

“I’m not dumb,” she huffs halfheartedly.

“You believe in ghosts.”

“Well, yeah, duh, I’d be stupid not to, seeing as my house is haunted.”

“You’ve seen ghosts?” Tim says, skeptical.

“You don’t see ghosts,” she sniffs, in that tone people use when they are offended by the stupidity they are being presented with. Tim gets this a lot, but never has he ever felt it was so unwarranted. “You just know they’re there. Like when they knock over your cups for no reason.”

Briefly, the image of a cat flickers on the screen. Because that is what she is describing. A cat.

“Okay. Unrelated question, is belief in ghosts common in your culture? Because they won’t treat you if it is.”

She shoots him an annoyed scowl, but there is something amused tugging at the corners of her lips regardless. “You’re the absolute worst.”

He grins. “Glad you think so. I put lots of effort into making people hate me, you know. It’s nice to have my efforts appreciated for once.”

“I wouldn’t say appreciated…”

“No no. I’m appreciated.”

“Okay,” she says easily.

They reach the front doors, and Marinette raises an eyebrow.

“You know, if you wanted me to leave, you could have just told me. I would have left.”

“I couldn’t just leave a woman in need alone,” he says, pressing a hand to his chest.

She looks unimpressed.

“... and, besides, I was pretty much done here, so…” he shrugs. “Figured I’d escort you out.”

She looks at her phone for a moment before shaking her head. “I appreciate it, but I can’t leave for another… twenty-three minutes.”

He thinks this over for a few moments, frowning. He glances back the way they came, as if considering hanging around for longer. And then he decides against it with a tiny shake of his head.

“You know, it’s illegal to be here,” he says.

“You’re here. And filming yourself doing the illegal thing. I think that makes what you’re doing way worse.”

Tim’s eyebrows knit together. “I mean, touche and all, but I was just saying that you could tell your friend that to get out of this.”

“... oh.”

He snorts into his hand. “Oh my god, did you really not realize?”

“Shut up! I hate you!” she whined. “I’ve had a lot on my mind, you know!”

“Yeah. Like cups falling off of tables, apparently.”

She punches him in the shoulder lightly, and he only laughs more openly.

Still, ever the gentleman (even while laughing at her misfortune), he opens the door for her. Still, despite her supposed hatred of him, she rushes through all too eagerly with a murmured thank you.

He only gets a second to follow after her before the door slams shut behind them, so close to hitting Tim in the back that the force of it makes his hair blow in his face.

Marinette throws him behind herself immediately, her hands up in a fighting position as if she intends to fight the ghost for him. Not that it would help, probably, but the thought was still there.

Tim looks a little touched as he rests a hand on her shoulder comfortingly.

“Don’t worry about it, the place is old, and the loss of weight is probably just throwing everything off balance.”

“... is that supposed to make me feel better? Because all I’m hearing is that this building is super unstable.”

“Then it’s a good thing we’re outside now, isn’t it?” he says, grinning cheekily.

And, despite herself, she smiles back.

His expression drops immediately as something hits him to make up for the door’s near miss. He groans and falls to his knees in utter devastation. “I left my jacket inside…”

“It’s the ghosts’ jacket now,” she says, patting him on the back in a way that really isn’t as consoling as she seems to think it is.

Tim starts to fake cry.

There is a hard cut. Tim is back on the couch he had been on at the beginning, but his posture is more relaxed this time and his smile is actually normal.

“Well, as usual, there was no ghost to be found. Because they don’t exist.”

A pillow sails across the screen, very intent on hitting him, but he bats it away easily. Because it’s a pillow.

“But maybe the real ghosts are the friends we made along the way!”

Marinette groans off-screen. “Don’t do this to me. You’re going to make me have an existential crisis.”

He hums a little, his eyes gleaming as he leans back, letting himself sink into the plush couch. “So, as usual, there isn’t much to go over…” He smiles. “I guess I can talk about meeting Mari, though. My first thought when meeting Mari was…” He trails off, visibly mulling it over in his mind with pursed lips. “Well, my first thought was that she looked scared and it would probably help her if she had someone to do this with.”

Someone behind the camera coos, not noticing the way his lips begin to tug upwards into a smirk.

“My second thought was ‘The people like it when I have guests on. I can capitalize on this’.”

Marinette makes a sound incomprehensible to human ears and rushes into frame, a new pillow raised. Tim screams.

The scene cuts. Marinette and Tim are sitting on the couch together, now. Their hair is a little messy from the unshown pillow fight. Marinette is lazing across the sofa, her legs thrown over Tim’s lap, so it was safe to assume she had won.

“You want to know what I thought when I first met you?” Marinette wears a slightly sheepish grin. “I thought ‘Oh my god, why is the ghost so tiny? He needs soup.’”

Tim snorts. “No way.”

She nods, trying and failing to keep her expression neutral. She turns to look at the camera dead on. “And, if you guys at home don’t want to be mistaken for skinny little ghosts, then you should hop on over to the website of our sponsor, Hello Fresh!”

Tim rests his arm over the top of the couch, smiling openly. “We’re actually sponsored by Raid: Shadow Legends.”

Marinette snaps her fingers in her best overdramatic ‘awwwww man’ gesture, shaking her head. “God dang it. It was worth a shot.”

“Eh, I’ll still use it as an excuse to do my ad read now.” He turns to grin at the camera, opening his mouth –.

As one, everyone watching leaves the video.

~~~~~~~~~~

Chapter 2

[trifecta-trifight]

Loading... Loading.... *beep*

Coming over the waves it is your number 1 Trifecta bringing you all of the most important news of Splatsville today! I'm one of your three hosts- the overall better inkfish in the room, the amazing Ayano! And I'm join by my a little bit worse- co-hosts, Katsumi and Harumi! wow... you really gave yourself a grand intro- Just let her have this- we were not even meant to record today. Which reminds me, why are we doing this out of the blue..? usually we take the time to plan before just hopping on recording. SHHH SHUT- Its breaking news!!! reporting on this could make us rich!!! here- put this on- How the did you even get these photos...? Im more concerned on what language this is- Just put it on-!!!

Is this even real? it looks like one of those 'bait and click' videos you told me about...

You mean clickbait? no! its real! Deep Cut is gone for now! so we have no clue what's going to happen with splatfests and the news!

Realistically would they just- use Off the Hook or the Squid Sisters? they used to do Inkopolis news... I even hear whispers of the Squid Sisters appearing in Splatsville more, so they must be close by just in case. (how did she even get these photos anyway...? they are oddly high quality... despite this looking like it was made in Powerpoint) Yea- but imagine if we did the Splatsville reports?! We could be discount Deep Cut!

(is that even a good thing-?) That is why I so graciously decided to open funny asks and stuff so we can up our production!!! We could do news too! It will be amazing! You two will love it-! Thanks for volunteering us... You are welcome-! I think that's all the time we have... I have to mentally prepare for more uploads... so... Oh I got this- ahm- 'come turf or zone we are Trifecta Trifight, keeping everything under control!' (we are not using that-) (I'll workshop it!) just stop recording!

*Beep*

[moonchild-in-blue]

RE: Typing classes, that's fair and truly where I think the divide comes from 💚 Typing classes were a thing in America in the 2000's/early 2010's (although AFAIK, they stopped doing them around 2014ish), and I know that's where I picked up my habit of shift for capitalizing. We didn't have calligraphy classes over here, closest thing to it is required cursive ages 6-12 (at least in my area), haha

Cursive*

^ that's what I meant (we use the same word for both so i get confused sometimes 🥺)

That's actually so interesting. No one taught us how to use computers or whatever (at least I don't remember). Everyone kinda had computers at home (the big xp ones) and then all of a sudden we were required to do PowerPoint presentations and stuff. It was a weird transition but! We managed!

The most I had was a little excell intro in 9th grade (can't remember the class), and then video editing / animation in high school (because i was in the arts department). But yeah, no typing classes.

[dyketoevsky]

Hyperlexia is such a good song but it's also really funny how the video makes the song seem like a joke (ie the dancing skelletons and the spinning PowerPoint intro) then you read the lyrics and it's a "oh shit" moment

[oooocleo]

i think i will try to record an intro to FATE/rules explanation video* tomorrow! I did a trial presentation tm for a friend and that took about 2 hrs, which is not too bad i feel

*itll be mostly audio LOL - i have a powerpoint with info but want it to be listenable

[mono-red-menace]

i had a dream again

it was a video of a seal in a swimming pool and it had an intro like a powerpoint and then the main video was him trying to beat up the camera with a pair of white crocs.

and one of the comments was like "what the fuck is up with the powerpoint presentation?"

and the other was "they call him agility goe on account of his white sandals."

that's it that's the dream

[vacantgodling]

RE. ABOUT

WHO: REN (renjamin, rimz, vacant, lotus) writing as R.A.A

WHAT: he/him. black. queer. transmasc. 27. audhd rizz. libra (10/02)

WHERE: main/writeblr (here), rbs blog -> @babylonsfalling, discord -> @/vacantgodling (feel free to add me if we've talked), bluesky & ao3

LIKES: video games (infinity nikki, botw/loz, and overwatch mainly—though i do enjoy the lore of other games i just can’t or won’t play them pff such as silent hill or elden ring tm), history & mythology, anime, gothic literature, unsolved mysteries, visual kei & kpop—and more probably 🤷🏽‍♂️

RE. WIPS

i have many wips and hundreds of characters. i talk about them all whenever inspo strikes. find more about them on my linked wip masterlist. however, the main wips i'm usually losing my mind about are:

PARAMOUR -> powerpoint intro || s: paramour

THE CHRONCILES OF LATHSBURY -> main crash course || origins of terrae || the first age pt. 1 || main plot ppt intro || s: tcol || tcol character tournament pt 2 || character intros

BETWIXT THUMB & FOREFINGER -> powerpoint intro || s: btaf

HE WHO SMITES THE SUN -> intro (coming eventually) || conlang intro (coming eventually) || s: ph

i am open for ask games of any sort or just general inquiries about my wips, and just talking in general.

to see a list of all my wips: CLICK ME!

RE. NAVIGATION

ren writing -> all of my writing in one place

ren poems -> all of my poems in one place

ren art -> all my art

talking -> musings and personal thoughts

about renjamin -> insight to me / who i am

ren analysis -> when i get meta about my wips

ren mix -> a treasure trove of my music taste

ren polls -> any polls i make

ren reads -> for my ramblings and analysis as i try to get back into books

ren hot cakes -> when i'm firing shots in the house to keep the mortgage prices down

ren plays -> video game rantings and ravings

friends tag -> talking with friends or boosting my friends work

others work -> boosting other writeblrs work

hall of fame -> praise / things that make me happy that i want to keep

ren is jopping on main -> for the rare occasions where i talk about kpop

ren rabbit hole -> i like history and mythology and the ancient world and i Will ramble about it

ren fights linguistics -> i'm starting to try and conlang!! it will be hard!!

writing in review -> for my end of the year lookback at wtf i was doing writing wise that year :) usually done in november bc december is a bad month for me usually

events -> gonna start keeping track of the writing events that i want to try and do