#which is like. very funny to me. because every time i leave my bubble with the most correct takes i stumble upon some da fans

[kaltacore]

one thing that is fascinating to me about merrill's arc is the way narrative manages to convince a big part of the fandom that she's immature and irresponsible and overall stupid. what we know about merrill and what we actually see on screen is that she successfully avoids possession for 6 years while working closely with a demon, almost every time she participates in some magic/spirit-related discourse she acts calm and confident and has some interesting input, she actively uses her knowledge of dalish lore and tradition to reason with her keeper, and that she actually did make progress with fixing and studying an ancient long forgotten artifact no one knows particularly anything about. but then an old woman who's never been shown to be an undeniably wise and reasonable figure, a guy who got willingly possessed with no awareness of possible consequences and whose whole mindset is still deeply andrastian and a bunch of people who know nothing about magic start judging and doubting her and everyone's like. yeah. she's so fucking dumb.

[horus-unofficial]

hello hello welcome welcome. welcome 2 the HORUS guide 4 HORUS tech aka horus-unofficial.tumblr3.un gives you extremely comprehensive and very useful insight into its "pattern groups" and "licenses". we are your host harold HORUS here today to talk to you about our beautiful darling cunt of a child, the LICH

nobody knows how the lich came 2 be. some buddies of ours say they invented it 9989 years from now which is weird bcos anyone normal would wait another decade before sending that shit back in time to hit that sweet 9999 and keep people guessing as to whether these files actually are from that far in the future, or if the lucky terminal receiving this code just stopped bothering to count the years after 15015u. either way, the lich is here now, and back then, and most certainly at some point in the future, and it kinda looks like we probably did invent it so that means we are in the clear to act like we're the ones who made it!

the lich sucks! its terrible! with glass bones and paper skin and a reactor that overheats at room temperature, a gust of wind could leave a dent in this PG's plating, which is made from samples of styrofoam and bubble wrap warped straight from the insides of pre-Fall packages labeled "FRAGILE, HANDLE WITH CARE" (a perfect bumper sticker for your lich, should you find yourself piloting one sometime within the next -50 to 250 years). you can tell no former members of harrison armory's R&D department were involved in the designing of the lich because the only thing those fuckers know how to do is create industrial microwaves, and the lich's reactor is the most slipshod, poorly-coded shit in the known universe. the only code regulating the lich's reactor is "reactor = cool" and not only are neither "reactor" nor "cool" defined anywhere in the system code, but HOR_OS doesn't even use = signs.

you may ask us, "if the lich is so shit, why do people pilot it?" and we are so glad you asked! generally speaking, answers to this question fall into one of two variations: - "it's a funny mech" - "why is everyone saying i pilot a lich??? i pilot a nelson!!! what do you mean that's my lich frame in the mech bay and i've had it for years, i literally don't have a single HORUS license, @horus-unofficial please advise"

the lich's victorian orphan-esque constitution aside, its biggest strength as a frame is likely its ability to send itself to the seaside for a much needed mental health break should it encounter the slightest hint of adversity on the battlefield. its no wonder the lich is so frail, the entirety of our nonexistent R&D budget went into making this thing the most annoying roleplayer on the playground. "you hit me with your sword? nuh-uh, i dodge. oh you run me through on your spear, killing me instantly? well it turns out that that body wasn't actually me, i've been dramatically looking down upon this duel from up there on those cliffs the whole time!" <- words most commonly spoken by future lich pilots at 11 years old

this allows it to be unexpectedly versatile in combat- with a refundable get out of jail free card and a maximum speed comparable to most of SSC's catalogue, it can weave through dangerous zones in combat with unexpected efficiency, allowing it to support allies from virtually any range, and instigate the occasional skirmish if its pilot is so inclined. we dont necessarily advise that you choose violence as a lich pilot, only that its a more viable choice of function than you might initially think

the lich plays with the timestream with the same enthusiasm as a preschooler in a sandbox, both in regards to itself and anything (un)fortunate enough to be within its sensor range. for every timeline where the lich is playing support for its allies and being so kind and niceys, there's another timeline where it gleefully tears into its adversaries until it overextends and dies respawns in another timeline, and it's through this universal law that an unusually principled lich pilot might find themselves taking a hit for its allies before immediately redeeming that get out of jail free card we mentioned earlier. of course, "principled HORUS pilot" is an oxymoron, so if your squad has a lich pilot what actually happens is more along the lines of being teamed with the biggest fucking nuisance on your planet, who pretends to toodle about the battlefield all combat because the truth is they've been stuck in a time loop for 7 years, and are well beyond the point of caring.

bottom line: if you encounter a lich in combat, dont even bother targeting it. it's unkillable except for when it isn't, and its banned from every omninet roleplay forum in the known universe for a reason

[loving-azerath]

No one asked for this. HOWEVER As a person with ADHD who gets the zoomies when I am overly tired. Here is the list of headcanons of how I think our COD men that I can't get enough of would react to you having the Zoomies :)

(This is inspired by something I did with a Konig bot....so uhhh....leave me alone about it?? KAY THANKS LETS GOOOOOO

Captain John PleaseCureMyDaddyIssues Price

The man adores you. He would laugh at your antics, and beam at you as you laughed at things that aren't funny but for some reason are really getting you fucking cackling tonight. He would find words that worsen your laughing fits and would say them right when you calmed down just so that you will laugh again and grab onto him in your fit. He would ADORE that you are so fucking cute when you get like this. John would also record them sometimes, if you were being real rowdy so he had blackmail and so that he could watch them when he's deployed just to beam at the phone because he misses your zoomies. You were in bed beside him one night, giggling because of something he had said. The giggle never stopped giving him the tell tale sign that you were about to get the zoomies.

"Uh oh Love, should I take cover?" He would ask and you would laugh and shake your head.

"No, it's fine. I'm fine. I am just tired." You would say and then start laughing again which would make him grin.

"Doesn't sound like you are fine. Sounds like I am about to get hit with a pillow and called curses that would make my men blush" He would poke and you would drop your jaw in false offense grabbing your pillow and slamming it on him.

"You fucking twat waffle what the fuck" You would say which he would chuckle at. If you tried to playfight this man...he would restrain you very playfully and yes you two would fuck. #AfterZoomiesPeePawDick

Johnny Soap Dial Mactavish

This man would get the zoomies with you! You think that he isn't laughing at the same shit? He would be wheezing he is laughing so hard. Some nights you two would be on one for so long that by the time you both actually stopped passing around the laughing fit it was near three AM and you had to work the next day. Worth it though because you LOVED those moments with him. Some jokes would make him laugh even the next day though when he would tell them to his friends at work they would NOT find what you two found so fucking funny it kept you up. That amusing. Sometimes when it was only you though, to start, he would make jokes aimed to drive you further into madness.

"Ay, bonnie baby I got a joke for ya" He would say which you ALWAYS fell for because you loved his fucking jokes.

"Tell me"

"Why was the Strawberry crying?" He would ask, and you would try to hold in laughter that was already bubbling in your throat and trying to escape.

"Why?" You asked, squeaky because you were trying SO FUCKING HARD NOT TO LAUGH.

"Because it was in a jam" He would say, which would have you rolling. Like full on clutching your stomach and every fucking time you would get air you would just repeat the last word. And laugh again. "Ghost loved that one too"

Simon PleasefuckmeGhost Riley

The man LIVED FOR THIS SHIT. When I tell you that he would watch you with so much love and fucking admiration. He would find this adorable 10/10. Like I picture him not showing it on his face much because I reckon he is a bit controlled with his facial expressions. But he would for sure just watch as you zoomed around him. He would also take videos and watch them on deployment because the thought of never seeing those zoomies again made him a tad sad. So he would do it when he missed you. Though you liked to playfight with this man and he would playfight back. He would throw you around and then eventually you would just fuck. He would pin you and you would tease him and he would rail you into next week where you would do the same thing again. <3 One night where you had a long day dealing with customers. You were tired but the zoomies called and you always answered with an enthusiastic cackle. Twas time to annoy your husband.

"Don't start with me" He would say, the look on your face clued him in. The stance. The energy. The small giggle. "No....don't fucking start with me"

hehe

"I don't know what you are referring to. I don't start anything. I am an angel" You would say and he would scoff

"Angel of fucking Chaos maybe." He would say "No...DON'T YOU FUC- I will throw you on your ass- LOVE, THINK ABOUT THIS"

It was too late. You were already throwing a mean false jab to his (untraumatized) ribcage. Which he would counter by grabbing you and throwing you onto the bed. Grabbing the pillow you would slap it across his body but he always grabbed it from you. Tossing it to the side. Until you were out of pillows. Only then would you unleash...the jump attack. Which he always caught as well. Slamming you right back into the bed.

"Thought I said not to start with me" He would say and you would giggle

"I'll fuck you up you Spooky bitch" You would quip which would make him laugh but he would also take it as it was. A fucking threat. And how did he handle threats from you?

He would fuck you. That's how. He would fuck you...you silly bitch.

Kyle Gaz littleBritishShit Garrick

He's a switch. I don't mean in the sexual way though probably there too. The man gives I would be on my knees in the shower eating you out vibes. However, in this case sometimes he would join in on your zoomies and other times he would watch. If he was joining in, you both would be slamming each other with pillows. You would try to pull the blanket over his head and he would body slam you into the bed. Sometimes if you were tickling him (Gaz is ticklish idc) he would accidentally throw you off the bed. One time you did hurt yourself and you both still laugh about it. On times that you are not joined he would make fun of you. He would make jokes and wait until you were almost asleep to make you laugh and each time you would break and you would slap his shoulder and his arm and he would pretend that it hurt.

"OW! You fuckin heathen" He would say which would make you snort

"HEATHEN? Who uses HEATHEN ANYMORE?! Are you from the 1800's?" You would ask and he would roll his eyes

"Piss off mate! You're being a gremlin and you know it! You just punched my shoulder!" He would retort.

"Have you tried not being a little bitch about it?" You would ask and he would chuckle

"Have you tried pissin off?"

"Yeah I piss off my boyfriend all the time" You shrug and then punch him again. Which turn into you on top of him. Pretending to punch while he pretends to block and plead under you making you laugh. Can you guess where this heads? Yeah bitch you get fucked.

Keegan P(ussy destroyer 2000) Russ

He would for sure watchyou for a while with a cocked head and an arched brow. He would laugh with you and would for sure record that shit and send it to you the next day. Only to be like like. "You're a fucking weirdo and I love that shit". I also think that he would without a fucking doubt call them crackhead hours. I don't know why that feels right. But I feel it would go like this. You would start your zoomies right, which would bring fear into this mans heart but amusement into his eyes and blood to his dick.

"Oh no" He would say

"hehehehehehhe"

"Crackhead hours are upon us" He would deapan which would make you flip him off.

"Fuck you, I am not a crackhead" You would argue. "I don't do crack"

"Doll you are acting like a crackhead." He would state. Which would offend you. Which would start a playfight. He would also probably I feel get annoyed if you tried to fight him. He would for sure pin you in like two seconds because he wants you to stop trying to egg him on. He wouldn't want you to actually get a hit in because he was too confident to even defend himself against your weak ass punches. SO he would most def just pin you and then with consent of course fuck your brains out. :) Keegan gives GREAT crackhead hours dick.

König CouldShoveMeInTheDryerOnHighestSetting.

LISTEN! He loves the Zoomies and he finds them adorable. He is obsessed with you when you have the Zoomies. He likes how easy it is to make you laugh so hard you are crying. He likes how your face turns red from laughing so hard. He does playfight back but rarely and if he does he barely puts effort in because he DOES NOT WANT TO HURT YOU. He would most likely also record as well. He doesn't just watch them on deployment though he would watch them ANYTIME he missed you. Even if he was at work for a single hour he would pull out his phone to see the latest zoomies. Which his reaction to for the first time was hilarious. He was chuckling at your antics.

"what has gotten into you mein liebling?" he would ask with another chuckle

"Gimme your hand" You would order and he would carefully give you his hand which you would bite. Not hard at all, just enough to fix your affection aggression that was riling up your zoomies.

"Why did you bite me?" He asks amused that there was no pain but equally confused. "Did I as least taste good Schatz?"

"I needed a nom"

"A nom?"

"Shit sorry, I'm hyper" You would say "Wanna know what I call these moments?" You would ask, literally so amused with yourself you could hardly keep it contained.

"What is it Mein Engel, what do you call it?" he asks turning to you completely. Your energy having completely gotten his attention you were already giggling. Barely keeping the laugh behind your lips.

"Zoomies" You say cackling and falling into him with amusement which would have him cradling you in your laughing fit.

"Oh mein Engel. You are too precious" He would say. I need this man to fuck me so hard I see beyond this fucking galaxy.

[hsgwrld]

BODY BAG - JAKE

-inspired by body bag - Chloe Moriondo

Pairing - classmate!jake x gn!reader

Genre - fluff,FLUFF!

word count -643

This is a revamp of the drabble I had on my previous account, to be honest,,idk why I even felt the urge to re-write it LMAO!! Can contain grammar mistakes! I was lazy to edit it fully.

That's it. You despised Shim Jake with every fiber of your being. The one-sided hatred towards him was nothing new. Ever since first grade, you harbored a dislike for him. It wasn't just about his grades, which always seemed to outshine yours, but also the way he looked at you, causing your heart to flutter uncomfortably. You detested that feeling intensely. Stupid Jake, for eliciting such emotions within you. He shouldn't have been your seatmate or even your classmate in the first place. On the first day of school, the teacher assigned him to sit next to you, and he hadn't changed seats all the way through high school. His way of speaking, smiling, and his sweet, bubbly personality only fueled your anger, exacerbating those irritating feelings.

And then there was Jake again. Did he leave a love letter in your backpack? Indeed, he did. Did you expect him to confess his feelings? Not at all. He was just a classmate, nothing more. But deep down, you felt yourself melting and screaming. Yet, the letter was written so beautifully that your heart skipped a beat each time you reread those words for the hundredth time. You kept it in your diary, rereading it as time passed.

"I have always liked you! Even though you've threatened to punch me in the face multiple times, I still like you." In disbelief, you looked at him, blinking five times. Did he really say that? Did he make you stop in the middle of the sidewalk and face him? After a while, was he following you? Sure, he did. Stupid Jake with his nice voice. It seriously made you want to punch him, yet at the same time, hug him tightly and squeeze the life out of him for being so cute.

"I like you too, Jake, but I still want to punch you." Jake's lips formed a smile, the kind you loved to see so often.

Jake had developed a new habit of taking your hand in his and playing with your fingers. Even now, as you both watched a movie at his house, you struggled to focus on the screen. You wanted to punch him for distracting you, but those stupid feelings intervened. The heat in your face didn't help; it only made you more flustered. Always blushing and stuttering when talking to him. Even though you'd been together for months now, he still made your heart pound loudly. As his lips drew closer to your face, you felt yourself slowly drifting away from reality. He left a small kiss on your cheek, a giggle escaping his lips as he observed your flustered state. It wasn't new to him to see you react that way, but he loved teasing you about it.

Your heart melted once again. Jake took you out to watch fireworks together by the river. He hugged you from behind with his head on your shoulder and his hands around your waist. The night breeze brushed against your face. It was a lovely feeling, despite the occasional squabbles between you two. He was your little sunshine, secretly brightening your days.

"I swear, Jake, I will punch you," you threatened, only for him to burst into laughter. The whipped cream on your face made you look too comical, and he couldn't take you seriously.

Jake convinced you to do a TikTok trend with him. At first, you thought it would be fun, but with whipped cream smeared all over your face, glaring at Jake said otherwise.

"Wow, you're so scary," he laughed, pulling out his phone to take a picture of you.

"Funny, very funny, Jake," you said while heading to the bathroom to clean your face. Even as you walked away, you could still hear Jake giggling from the living room, making you smile once again, all because of your stupid Jake.

[smoothielenny]

ꜱɪᴅᴇ ᴇʏᴇ

Neteyam x Omatikayan!fem!reader

Summary:You always like Neteyam, like every girl in your place. But you always thought that Neteyam hates you. The way he look at you with disgust made your heart aches and thought that you would never have a chance.

Warning: Depression, misunderstanding, not proofread

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It has been three days and you’ve been sulking for awhile. Your mother is quite worried about you. You were never this silent, you’re usually very bubbly when your mother comes around. You dearly love your mother and always show your affection to her, but lately it hasn’t been like that.

You’ve been staying at the certain spot in your marui. Which is the corner, not near your mother. Just there looking like a statue or irritated that you suddenly couldn’t make a jewelry. But mostly lying on the floor looking lifeless.

“My daughter, you’ve been staying in that corner. What is happening?” She gets close to you. You look at her and sigh. You curled up into a ball and stare down to your toes.

“Do you think I’m pretty mother?” She gasped and put her palms both on your cheeks. She look at you throughly while your eyes avert from her looking pathetic. She brushed your cheeks with her thumb and smiles.

“Of course my yawne, you’re beautiful. What makes you doubt that?” You bit your lip not wanting to answer. You thought that it might be embarrassing if you told her what it was. It’s just a stupid crush anyways. Yes, the reason being why you’ve been acting like this it’s because you have a crush on someone.

Neteyam. Every girl in your village has a crush on him. Though he seems to be oblivious about the attention from the girls in omatikaya. He always acts nice to everyone, but recently you noticed that he’s been glaring at you. Giving you side eyes, cold shoulders, and such. These made you think that he must’ve hate you. You didn’t do anything wrong, you rarely even talk to him. So why is he acting like this?

“No, nothing. Just asking.” You said. Your mother is not convinced that it’s nothing. It’s just a drastic change from your bubbly self to this, there’s no way it’s nothing. But nevertheless, your mother let you be, you probably needed some space.

You decided to go out of your marui to the forest. You wanted to clear your head and the forest usually helps you with that. You walked around the forest touching the leaves, trees, insects. And it does helps, you forgot all about your sorrows…well until.

You saw Neteyam staring at you. It’s the same glare that you’ve been seeing. Your smile drops again. You suddenly felt nervous and scared.

“(y/n), your mother has been worried. She told me you’ve been sad lately.” You look at him. How could mother tell him about that?

“Oh uh it’s nothing. Mother is worried for nothing.” You look down putting your hands on your arms feeling the sudden change of air. Your nervousness is uncontrollable, you started to shake from the cold. But a warm hands quickly calmed your shaking arms. You look up to Neteyam, his gold eyes is full of worry. It’s the first time you saw something from him that isn’t disgust.

“I am worried. You haven’t been smiling, laughing, playful. I can’t stop worrying about you.” Your confusion grew as he releases these words to you. He really is worried, but why? What are those glare for then?

“But… why?” You tilt your head wanting answers to your questions. His sighed heavily and hit his lips. He look away for a second then look back at you. His eyes is now full of admiration.

“I care for you. I’ve been looking at you. I love the way you smile to small things, laugh when you hear something funny, and make everyone happy by being you… I like you.” He whispered the last part. He blushed from what he said. You couldn’t believe what he just said. He likes you? But what about those eyes he’s been giving you?

“But I thought you hate me.” His eyes widen. How could he hate you. He would never hate someone with a beautiful personality. He caressed your cheeks making you look up to him.

“Why would you think I hate you?” You look down. Embarrassed if you should say the reason, but you wanted answer so you gulped and say it.

“I’ve noticed you’ve been glaring at me, looking disgusted. I don’t know what I did, We don’t really talk much so I have no idea why you were looking at me with full of anger.” Your tears falling from remembering them. Neteyam’s warm fingers wiped them away.

“I didn’t know I’ve been looking at you like that. I was just nervous around you. I didn’t mean to look at you like that, (y/n).” He hugged you tightly combining both of your warm bodies together.

“I like you, (y/n). I like you.” He slowly moves his lips towards yours, softly kissing you. You can feel his warm breath and his soft lips touching yours. You felt like your heart is about to burst.

“I like you too, Neteyam.”

[sweaterkittensahoy]

Since prompts are open again, it's time to launch the Unholy Trinity + Evil Fourth Thing - please gift us with your hc or drabble on the adventures of Bucky, Curt, and Bubbles, featuring their secret accomplice Gale "absolutely batshit, actually" Cleven.

(This is also me enjoying Jack Kidd torment)

The thing is, and I cannot stress this enough: No one ever fucking believes Jack when he says, "I don't fucking care what Bucky, Curt, and Bubbles are fucking doing. Come find me when Buck's tagging along. THAT'S where the trouble is."

And the response is always the same: "Sir?? Cleven?? Calmest, coolest, most disciplined man in this entire air army? Surely he'd be a good influence."

"I need you to stop and think for five seconds, then answer this question: Why would the first three allow a good influence anywhere near them?"

Is Buck a good influence on literally everyone else on base? Yup. Great officer. Top-notch leader. And it's not even that he's a BAD influence on Bucky, Curt, or Bubbles in normal circumstances. Jack will be the first to admit that Bucky would have been in the drink (because Jack threw him there himself) if Buck didn't actually have some ability to contain him.

And Curt, well he's just rowdy like a lot of the boys. And Bubbles, he only gets rowdy if someone's there first. It's not three idiots and a braincell. It's low impulse control (Bucky & Curt) and perfectly fine unless he's feeling a little fighty (Bubbles), and then Buck. Who is a fucking chaos demon turned human by a witch that Jack is certain his great-grandda must have pissed off just before leaving Ireland. It's the only explanation.

Rowdy, Jack can handle all day. Big family, lots of cousins. He's been stopping fights and redirecting energy since he was in short pants. Nothing to it. And, of the boys, Bucky, Curt, and Bubbles are actually pretty okay. The one most likely to actually get into a fight is Curt, and he punches like a mule kicks, so Jack never worries there, either.

The thing Buck brings to the table is a fucking scheming mind. He learned it from his father and doesn't actually like that he CAN come up with a hundred ways to fuck something up if need be. But it was trained into him, and at least it comes in useful for flying. He's glad to put it to use rather than having the skills just itch the back of his head feeling like a really stupid can of worms to open.

But, then, it also turns out that there's types of scheming you can do that don't cause trouble. And can make people laugh. And can lift spirits. And just be fucking funny.

Like when the base got 100 calls in one day because "someone" parked a the Colonel's Jeep up at the entrance to town with a sign on the bumper:

FOR SALE

RUNS PERFECTLY

FIVE POUNDS

And Jack had known the moment he'd heard about it who'd done it. It had Buck Cleven's fingerprints all over it. And, in fact, Jack is certain he knows what happened:

Bucky and Curt drinking.

Bubbles also drinking.

One of them deciding it would be funny if they stole or hid the Colonel's Jeep.

Buck interjected, saying, "Fellas, no, let's not do that."

At which point all bystanders wandered off because, well, Cleven's the responsible one, so fun's over.

And then Cleven thought for about three minutes while the others kept drinking, leaned in and said, "If we do it your way, we get caught. We gotta do it my way."

Agreement. Theft of Army Property. Many, many phone calls.

Jack made sure to be very pissed off when he heard about it.

He also made sure to send Lemmons to retrieve it. Because Lemmons has a face like an angel and can absolutely convince everyone he really did mean to take the sign off the bumper before he brought it back.

While it is sometimes very frustrating that no one believes Jack about Buck, it at least gives him some cover for having a little fun of his own.

He can't play pranks like that. He's Air Exec. And every now and again Buck will meet his eye when a prank goes off with perfection and give Jack a wink.

[ivy-diaries]

‎ ⁎ ‎ ‎ 𓍼 ‎ ‎ ๋ ‎ ◜ &.&. THE IVY INCIDENT ep 1. ◞ ‎ ... ‎ ‎

The intro plays, and Ivy appears on the screen smiling and leaning into the mic to speak. “Hello guys, welcome to my new podcast, 'The Ivy Incident!!’ This has been in the works ever since I stepped into the dive podcast studio when I came here to film the kpop daebak show with Eric so it's soo exciting to finally show you guys this project!” she laughs as the other staff there are heard clapping.

Laughing, she continues "so in this podcast, I invite my friends from the industry and we just you know, talk and share stories! It's a lot similar to Eric's but mine is more personal if you will because all these people are very very close to me and I've known them for a pretty long time! This episode is just gonna be me cuz this is like an introduction for all the first-time listeners who don't know who I am!" “So I heard Diane has some questions prepared for me, so let's get into it!” 

“let's start with the basics, yeah? Who is Ivy Jennifer James?” Diane asks her. 

“Oh we’re going back to the beginning okay! So as you’ve already mentioned, my name is ivy jennifer james. I was born in New Castle, Australia where I lived till I was five and then I moved to the US where again I lived for five years before moving to Korea when I was eleven. And in korea, i signed with bighit entertainment and when i was asked if i was ready to debut when i was 14 i think? I was like imma do it. So i debuted at 14 under both jype and bighit and the rest is history! And i'm here today hehe”

“What motivated you to pursue a career as a solo artist?”

“Hmm i think ever since i got into bighit, i've always wanted to be a soloist? I'm not really sure why but I always saw myself as a soloist for some reason. Even till now, if you ask my dad he’d say that i was born to do this” ivy laughs and continues “i think ever since i was little ive wanted to something in the field of music and performance”

“Was being a kpop idol your first choice?”

“It was actually! I mean keeping in mind that i started this since i was a literal child, it actually was my first choice. The kids at school did tease me for this but look at me now” ivy chuckles

“Who are your music inspirations?”

“That's a great question and I was literally talking to Jun about this this morning! I dont have one specific inspiration but i think i draw inspiration from any and all artists! I've been pretty inspired by the Beatles and Rolling Stone pretty recently and obviously, Taylor Swift is one of my biggest inspirations out there.” 

“Are you a sweet or savory type of person?”

“It honestly depends on my mood if i'm being honest” she laughs hard “now, im craving something savory! I'd kill for some fries right now oh man you’ve perked up my cravings now diane!!”

“What's the last song you listened to?”

Ivy laughs hard and almost tears up laughing “this is actually so funny oh my god the last song i listened to is actually a helium ingested cover of let me love you by justin bieber which yeonjun sung for me yesterday after a party we went to and let me tell you, it was soo funny!!”

“According to you, tell me 3 flaws and 3 qualities about yourself”

“Ooh, three qualities of mine would be, one, I think I'm kind I guess? Second, I'm somewhat responsible, and third and finally, I think I'm a human sized golden retriever because I'm very bubbly and very smiley smiley most of the time! And three flaws of mine are, one, i’m a big overthinker, i just rethink about every single choice or word of mine a little too much. Second, my moods are based on the weather…”

Ivy laughs at the look on Diane's face “yea.. My mood everyday kinda depends on how good the weather is.. That's why I'm not as fond of the rain because it makes me kind of depressed and I just shut myself off most of the time. Third, im a bit of a perfectionist so i expect any and all things to be a little too perfect.. If its not what i expect it to be, i just leave that and will not ever touch on it again and i know i should change these things and i am trying so.. yeah “

“okay, something similar but three things you like and three things you dislike”

 “I don't like these types of questions!!” she laughs “it makes me think too much to give an answer!! But anyways… hmm three things i like are, one, my husband” she giggles as a small blush is seen on her cheek “well it's true!! I wouldn't have married him if I didn't like him would I?” she giggles “second, i really love what i do so, my career and third, my loved ones! I love my friends and family because they've stuck with me through thick and thin and I'm really grateful for that!” she smiles and gives the camera a little hand heart

“three things i hate are.. Hmm lets see… one, people who do not value privacy. I've said this multiple times and i'll say this again but I do love my fans.. I love them a lot and I wouldn't be here without them. But there are some people who claim that they are fans but do unhinged stuff to get close to me. And like that's why I've sued some people for not valuing my privacy. I got hate for it but honestly I don't care when the privacy and the lives of the people i love are at stake."

"Second, coming back to a slightly normal side, I absolutely hate the smell of fish. I don't know if it's cuz im vegetarian but I always throw up whenever I smell it and third, coming back to a more serious side, I hate the fact that most people on the internet feel like it's their right to comment on us as celebrities or idols or as performers. It's so irritating that they don't even feel sorry for what they say. They don't know how much we over think it and it slowly becomes an insecurity that takes years to wear off.”

“Okay this is your second to last question and the question is, For listeners who may not have heard your music before, can you recommend a few songs that best represent your sound and artistic vision?”

“That is a really good question, oh my god! So I think my discography is quite diverse and I have a lot of songs for different kinds of people who like different things. So the top three songs that i’d recommend to people are, one, vengeance as its called. There's no explanation for that song but I loved making it and loved singing it so that's the first song and second, I have a song called lovers in the night  that i co wrote with seori which I absolutely loved and we had a great time writing the song. And third I think is, my whole album called “for us.”  which i wrote with yeonjun and its songs dedicated for each other and hence called for us!”

“Okay… last question, can you give us any hints of the upcoming guests you have here?” Diane asks, smiling knowingly. Ivy giggles and wiggles her fingers across the camera

“Well I guess I can.. But most of my friends have not given me exact dates of their free schedule so even i’m not really sure on whos coming” she laughs at herself “so that's all i can tell you now because that's just all i know so” she just shrugs as she smiles.

“That's it for this episode and I hope you guys enjoyed this. I'm so excited for all the things we have in store for you guys and I hope you look forward to it!! So this has been ivy so far and thank you for listening to the ivy incident! Have a good day or good night bye!!”

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[tickle-bugs]

Wait… ATLA… I need some zuko fics for suree!! ❤️

.. I know you’re not currently taking prompts at this time but maybe something to considerrrr when you arrree :3 hehe

zuko my beloved my skrunkly my sweet <3 headcanons for you as a treat <3

when Zuko snorts, a lil puff of smoke comes out his nose. I know it to be true. Iroh told me.

He has a rly sweet breathy laugh that sometimes goes silent prematurely. very giggle prone and he pretends to hate it, but if he actually did he would barbecue everybody so. checkmate.

This one might be a hot take but I feel like he might actually be great at pretending something doesn't tickle if it's one sensation in one place. I'm choosing this hill because I think it makes things so much funnier if the gaang is trying to catch him off-guard and can't. and he knows. and he's smug.

but, flipside to this coin, he's like a jumpy cat. if you do catch him off guard he will launch directly into the stratosphere and squeak. there's nothing he can do to recover.

if zuko knows you're going to tickle him he will giggle uncontrollably before you touch him, get mad that he's doing it, and then (rare phenomenon) angry giggle. very cute.

Zuko can't firebend if he's laughing because firebending needs air. When he throws his little tantrums or goes to do something reckless (and stupid), whoever is closest to him is quick to poke his sides and the air leaves him in this big woosh. If he tries to firebend (which he probably doesn't, he doesn't wanna hurt anyone), lil sparks come off his hands.

tickling Zuko is objectively funny because he curls up like a lil pillbug, but when you hit a bad spot he uncurls and every limb seeks violence. category six flailing event. Sokka comes back to camp with a black eye and Suki and Katara are ready for bloodshed, but he has to stumble through an explanation of why on earth he thought tickling Zuko was a good idea (worth it, no regrets. not pictured: toph smirking bc she could feel zuko's laughter reverberating through the ground)

mai does not know this about him until Ty Lee finds out. Mai takes full advantage and Zuko pretends to hate it with all his might.

i think if we're exiting the lil utopia bubble here for a sec zuko canonically probably hates being tickled. azula strikes me as the kind to torment him with it. but i'm choosing to remain within the bubble. i like the bubble.

zuko mirrors behaviors that he sees other gaang members doing to try and fit in. and i just. Zuko getting bold enough to poke someone and everyone is delighted because he's graduated to physical contact. and then he's like "why are you all looking at me like that"

i can one hundred percent see the gaang having like a 'days since zuko's last temper tantrum' counter or whatever. like as he mellows out it becomes harder to provoke him. Except one day Sokka goes too far and Zuko jumps him and everyone has a split-second fear that he's like genuinely snapped...until Sokka is shrieking and everything's fine actually. (the counter gets reset).

zuko and toph being touchy besties is everything to me actually and i like to think they are constantly irritating each other with lil pokes and stuff. toph likes to drape herself over Zuko at her own peril.

Aang sometimes won't take his training seriously because he's just not intimidated by Zuko anymore. Zuko's like. well. I can fix that. and aang Flees.

Zuko has so much respect for Suki and refuses to lay a hand on her and hurt her when they spar, but Suki's like. C'mon fireboy. Zuko remembers something about her that Sokka said in passing and he's like well! this will work! (i just have this visual of aang being like 'wow the kyoshi warriors are so cool zuko's so special getting to train with Suki'. meanwhile Zuko and Suki are in a tickle fight so intense that they've smashed and burnt furniture).

[mrsedogawaranpo]

An Interrupted Morning

Pairing: Xyx/Reader Word Count: 837 words

AN: Recently replayed the game again and i JUST..... Xyx is the LOVE of my life. This man fits my type so well that its painful. Not to mention the fact I recently found out he's a SCORPIO like... I knew it, I just knew it

You have an album entirely dedicated to candid pictures of Xyx.

You have a list of favorites, of course, the one you got of him shirtless (a small scar on his side from some adrenaline-fueled incident shown off), the one where Cat was comfortably curled up on his head while he slept (that one had required flash but the previous day had been so busy he was out like a light). There was even one where you’d captured him looking sort of sentimental, an easy-going smile on his face as he looked at his phone though he refused to tell you what he was looking at (you figured out it was some old messages you had exchanged as you were boarding the plane to come see him for the very first time).

You’re thinking about those pictures now because you wish there was a way to take a picture of him now, his head resting over your heart with an iron grip around your waist. Your phone was across the room, tucked into the pocket of your jacket that had been unceremoniously thrown to the ground when Xyx rushed you the moment you were home. The passion-filled kissing had left your mind blank and while last night still felt like a blur, you could remember the things he made you feel well.

You ran your fingers through his soft hair, appreciating the scent of his shampoo; sandalwood but the hint of mango and lemon really added a kick. You thought it was funny that he used something like that, you never would’ve taken him as someone who liked fruity scents, but he had brushed it off as ‘just buying whatever bottle was closest to him’. You made sure to pick up said bottle every time you went out shopping, just in case he was telling the truth about his chaotic shopping habits.

You could see the sun beginning to peek through the curtains and you wanted to groan, knowing it would soon be time to get out of bed. Xyx had to go into the office today for some important meeting, he was dreading it but he didn’t seem too worried about losing his job at least. He had a meeting with a client in the afternoon and then he’d be home again, back in his ‘happy little domestic bubble’ aka your shared home together.

The door to the room slowly opened and for a second your heart stilled, fearing that the house was truly haunted like Xyx had initially teased you about. The soft mew sets you at ease as Cat made their way inside, looking at you with big eyes as they sauntered over to the bed. You would normally sit up to greet them but your boyfriend has an especially solid grip on you this morning, not to mention you weren’t ready to leave his arms just yet either.  

Cat hopped up onto the bed and quickly made their way to Xyx, stepping on his cheek accordingly as you tried to hold back a giggle. It takes a few more times of pawing at his face before Xyx began to stir, letting out an annoyed nose and raising his hand to push Cat’s paws away from him.

“Get offa me, you beggar!” Cat let out another meow and placed a paw on the hand Xyx raised to protect his face, pressing it down as if to say ‘listen to me’.

“I don’t think you’re getting out of breakfast duty anytime soon, babe.” You hadn’t stopped stroking his hair yet which he had to curse you for, you always made it so damn hard for him to get out of bed in the morning.

“Ugh…” Xyx yawned as he finally released you, the feeling of his warmth gone too soon as he sat up in bed. You noted the scratches on his back and glanced down at your fingernails, making a mental note to cut them later—

“Don’t you dare.” Xyx smirked as he looked down at you, leaning over to press a quick kiss to your forehead. “Wouldn’t have you any another way, love.”

Cat meowed again, a subtle reminder that they were still patiently waiting for their food.

“I’m going, I’m going.” Xyx stood a stretched, giving you a full view of his back muscles and he flexed them. “You’ll be here when I’m back?”

“No, I’ll be teleporting to work in about a minute. See ya.”

“What was that rule you made? No sarcasm in the bedroom before 10am?”

“You’ve already broken it more times than I can count!” You could see Xyx’s smirk even with the minimal lighting in the room, “But why does it matter?”

“I’m just sayin’, don’t think there’s a point in you puttin’ clothes on just yet. That’s all.”

“Oh… But I’m so cold without you here. So you better hurry for my sake… And to avoid Cat’s wrath.”

Xyx winked as he left the room and you settled yourself back into bed, eagerly awaiting his return.

[qveerthe0ry]

Hi there!

Joel brought you into the fandom, but is he still your favorite? Have any other characters stolen your heart?

Ahhhh omg I love this question!!

It’s so hard to choose a favorite… They’re all so different and lovely in their own unique way… so I will say that it’s a three-way tie and give in-depth answers as to why 😂

Joel is definitely still a favorite. I am madly in love with the way he becomes so vulnerable, something he clearly promised himself he’d never be again. It’s so endearing and also heartbreaking, the way he tries so hard not to love Ellie because of the hurt that was caused by loving his own daughter, only to end up mass-murdering for her and comparing Ellie to Sarah at the end of the season. It’s so easy to fall in love with him, little by little, as you watch him open up in increments. From the reluctant worry over Ellie, to the way he stays up all night guarding her sleeping bag because she’s scared, to the FINALLY laughing at her jokes, to the ‘do you trust me?,’ the stables scene and ‘you deserve a choice,’ the way he tells her to leave him for dead, the babygirl scene that directly mirrors Sarah’s death scene, all the way to trying to cheer her up with Chef-Boyardee and Boggle and promises of guitar lessons and ‘it wasn’t time that did it.’ All of these little moments just made my heart grow so so big for this character. There is also something so sexy about a guy who is a tough nut to crack, only to find that his center is sweet and gooey and decadent. And then he’s also such a dilf and the GRAYS are just 😍

Second, and this one surprises me, is Frankie Morales. I will preface this by saying I am way more enamored by fanfic Frankie than the actual movie character. TF isn’t my favorite type of movie, and we get so little of Frankie in it, so I’m very self-aware of the fact that fics and fandom head-canons have overtaken my judgement. BUT. Because we get so little of him, it’s very easy to mold him into what we want, which is so fun when it comes to writing. We know canon Frankie is the most reserved of the bunch, and that he is a family man, and he’s very level-headed. But what flavor of reserved is he? Aloof, brooding, and dark? Love it. Shy, hesitant, and sad? Also love it. I love that the fandom has all agreed that he is the pussy eating king, a golden retriever boyfriend, and also fairly commonly bisexual/pansexual. Also, he is so CUTE. His little curls under his little hat, and his tiny little butt, and his patchy beard, and his puppy dog eyes. Textbook definition of boyishly handsome, which is so different from most Pedro characters’ looks.

Third is the disaster bisexual himself, Dieter Bravo. Listen. It took me like four times to finally watch The Bubble all the way through. What a nightmare. But I really do think Dieter is the shining star of that movie. He has a little bit of those Joel vibes. At the beginning he’s this cocky, Tony Stark-esque character, mysterious and full of himself. But he very quickly dissolved into this sad little guy on drugs, which is just a great brand honestly. I do have the same fanfic-tinted lenses for him as Frankie, but honestly this man is so unhinged that I’m pretty sure every Dieter fic I’ve ever read is in-character and could totally be canon. I love that he is so reckless but also such a sweetheart at the core, ie: crying over a baby goat and falling in love with a receptionists because she’s like the first person to actually treat him with kindness. Also as someone who’s non-binary/gender-fluid, I really dig the ‘I’ll sleep with anyone’ vibes. He seems like the most attainable Pedro character in that regard 😂

Honorable mentions because I’m insufferable: Din Djarin for kind of the same reason as Joel, but also being so fucking funny without even trying just because of The Way That He Is

and

Marcus Pike because I just love a good sweet angel boyfriend 😌

Thank you thank you thank you for this ask 🫶🏻💕💖🥰 I had fun coming up with my extremely convoluted answer lol

[theambivalentagender]

My Comics Process

I've seen other people post an overview of their comic making process, so I figured I'd put up my own for Valley Echoes. Fair warning, a lot of this is probably good examples of what you really shouldn't do. There's bits to it I need to tweak. But overall this is just what works for me.

Step 1: Borderline Maladaptive Daydreaming

I have a general outline of upcoming comics and plot points, mostly in my head, partially written down in a Notepad file named "ejfiejfeij." Sometimes I'll see something like an incorrect quote or headcanon that inspires a part of a comic, and when that happens I'll try to take note of the original creator of said inspiration to credit later.

Several of my comics have been literally inspired by weird things that have happened while playing modded Stardew - one good example being this bit.

Step 2: Sketch Concept

I don't always do this stage in full for every comic - sometimes I just know exactly how things are going to go. But a lot of the time I like doing it because it's a quick way to note down specific visual ideas I have for upcoming comics so I can save time once I get to them.

Funny enough I don't really write scripts for my comics. Again, probably something I should do, but I find writing out scripts actually makes it harder for me to get ideas out fluidly. A script feels like I have to lock down a lot of details right away - that isn't necessarily the truth, it's just how it feels for me, and can result in me not being able to just get the ideas out of my head.

I purposefully keep this stage very, very simplified and loose, mostly for the above reasons. The idea is to keep as much detail-oriented thought away from this stage of the process as possible. You'll see I use certain quick markers to differentiate characters - Shane's sideways hair triangle, Emily's curl, Clint's beard, and Zeke's zig-zaggy hair.

I may write down specific dialogue lines that I know for sure I want in the final comic, but mostly it's just general dialogue ideas or reminders to myself what the "bit" is supposed to be if it's not immediately obvious. I'll add small direction lines if they're important, and quick speech bubbles as a reminder that a character is talking offscreen.

Apologies for my abysmal handwriting. It's readable to me, and in this stage that's really all that matters.

Step 3: Detailed Sketch

This is the part where I finally sit down and take a couple of hours to do the initial comic sketch. Sometimes the final version of this won't entirely match up with the concept. Rarely, I've added or removed panels up until the final image. In most cases, though, this is where the overall comic gets locked in.

I use CSP's 3d models and assets for most of my scenes. I have saved models for each of the characters' proportions, which I find is super great for keeping relative heights consistent. Most of the time when I need props or other set pieces in a scene I'll just use various primatives, however there was absolutely no way in hell I was going to be able to pull that off for the camera, so that's its own asset.

I don't carry my notes over from concept to this stage, I mostly just refer back to the concept layer when I need to add those bits. I've been trying to get more in the habit of sketching out word bubble blocks at this stage to get an idea of how much space I need to leave in each panel. I didn't do this for this comic, which did lead to issues with the one panel where Zeke is trying to walk naturally, but oh well.

Step 4: "Inking"

I like to call this stage "inking" but it's really doing the final clean up layer. This is where I start messing with vectors.

There's actually a lot of steps to this that I can't quite show in this final layer version. Here, I start with just drawing over the lines in the detailed sketch layer with my "inking" pen. I try to keep my lines clear and tend to draw over crossing lines so I can erase the overflow later for a cleaner look. Throughout this stage I'm doing a lot of line adjustments, simplifying where I can, just to make the next part easier.

After I've done all that, I'll go back and adjust line thicknesses. I could probably do a whole post on that alone, but in general I lean toward thicker lines, thickening the lines of clothing, hair, eyebrows, and eyes in particular, as well as thinning wrinkle and other small detail lines.

Step 4: Base Color

I have a pallet of base black-grey-white colors for Valley Echoes, each of which I use consistently for different details. For example, nearly all characters get the same "skin" color (exceptions being Maru, Jas, and Demetrius, who each have their own). Zeke and Shane's hair and common outfit colors are also saved, as well as a few for other recurring characters.

Other than that, I try to "color" according to what needs to stick out in a scene and just trying to make sure grayscale tones aren't too similar next to each other and muddied. If two characters are going to be standing next to each other frequently I try to give them noticeably different shades in their clothing.

The process for this is slightly different for in-color comics. I also have pallets saved for those comics.

Step 5: Details

This is where I'll go back in and add other details that can't simply be added with fill and other tools. In this case, I added Shane's stubble, the blushing in several panels, and Clint turning blue with effect lines.

This is also where I'll add a background. Again, I try to keep the backgrounds so that they don't muddy the foreground elements.

Step 5: Dialogue

This is the bit where I'm likely going to do some revamping in the future. CSP's base dialogue tools are...not great. I'm considering finding another program for doing this bit.

I've also been trying to learn more about methods for dialogue bubble placement in general. This is the bit that can be the most frustrating for me, but overall it works.

How to write the dialogue itself would probably take up multiple posts in of itself. It's a bit instinctual to me because I have much more experience with writing in general. There's also a lot you can say about how splitting dialogue into different bubbles changes how those lines are interpreted, etc.

In this case, a chunk of this comic is taken directly from the original SDV scene, slightly altered for timing purposes. When it comes to canon scenes, it variates on how strictly I follow the dialogue.

After this step, it's just splitting each of these into separate images for each panel and uploading to Tumblr. And I guess that's my very messy, still in development process.

[thelador-s-mclargehuge]

Episode 5

Before we get to The Mantis Lords, there isn't a lot to go into but I think this is the funniest episode I'd done so far. Editing is still a little jank but I was still in the Early Stages of figuring shit out, and I was writing, getting the game footage, doing voice direction, and editing these videos AND trying to keep on a 'one video every two weeks' timeline Needless to say. Extremely not sustainable and the editing kinda suffered from it. But that said. Ultimately I'm still pretty proud of how it turned out, timing jank or no. But the Mantis Lords themselves I'm reeally proud of. They may be my favorite characters to write, as you can see going forward I just keep putting them in episodes because I really like them. So I assume everyone reading this is, like, familiar with the Mantis Lords from the game. Needless to say I had to give them... uh... any level of character so that they could interact with things. This was around the time that Live Action CW Power Puff Girls Where They're 20 And Upset About It, was making the waves in the Complaining About Cartoons circut.

Y'all remember this.

Just an absolute bad idea from all angles. The Cartoon Grognard Complainers had several years to bitch about the Powerpuff Girls Reboot where bubbles twerks. And with this on the horizon, and the script leaking from it. Everyone was having a field day with it because... ...I mean it was gonna be real bad. I sound like I'm decrying the grognards, but that's because, as a grognard, it's my sworn duty to decry my own actions. The leaked script was charitably not very good. But the studio was thanking it's lucky stars for The Pandemic because they could just say "We're reworking it" and then quietly move it from the shelf to the trash, and no one needs to think about it again.

But being in the middle of this discourse I was thinking to myself Making the PPGs 20 somethings who are struggling to find their way through life is kinda passé. Boring shit. Seen it a million times. A child could come up with that, and has!

So... what if they were in their mid forties and struggling to run a country? Now THAT has some legs!

And that's how we get Rial, Sarose, and Gelnin!

Rial being the buttercup, Sarose being the blossom, and Gelnin being bubbles.

This also let me give each of them a sort of Domain that they oversee. Rial being the tactical and military strategist (With longstanding connections to their neighbors and allies Deepnest) Sarose being essentially the Overseer, the Leader Leader for when a quick decisions needs to get made, and someone to guide the general direction of policy. And Gelnin is in charge of the nitty-gritty of the economics and infrastructure, something she is incredibly passionate about, to the point of boring everyone to tears. (This also let me envision an episode of PPG where the professor buys Blossom a copy of TTD, that she gets bored of relatively quickly, leaving bubbles to give it a try and she becomes completely addicted.)

Thankfully I've found everyone else loves these mantis lords as much as I do. I think they're good characters, and at least the people commenting on my videos seem to agree. And yeah, they are fun as fuck to write. The line from this episode "My beautiful, wonderful sisters, I am moments away from rejoining the battle ON HIS SIDE!" is one of my favorite lines I ever done which is why it's in all of the promotional material. I just think it's really funny.

[i-will-always-be-happy]

Can I request lee muichiro and ler fish pot man s minions why you may ask because l think it would be funny to see some fish(the minions of his) tickling the crap out of him or a tickle bubble instead of drowning you should be tickled

-Pep anon

I love the nicknames they give to the upper moons, I will not lie jahskahakahskjs

Warning: This fanfic contains tickles. Also remind them that I don't speak English, so if they find any errors, let me know to correct it. I hope you like it!

'Hyo hyo! You managed to detect me, I think that makes you a hashira', Muichiro slowly approached the vase from which the voice came out, being followed by Kanamori and Kotetsu, they felt afraid

'Let me show you my art-!', Gyokko moved from the vase, as soon as Muichiro cut his. 'How dare you break my vases?! My art?! I won't forgive you!!!', Gyokko left angrily, forming a vase from which only one fish came out, only one? Was that his demonic art? How odd...

That fish shot hundreds of thorns at Muichiro, he dodged them easily but he was injured defending Kanamori and Kotetsu, but only with one... That thorn, it didn't hurt, it was as if it had just been a sting, but not a pain enormous, this was the power of an UpperMoon?

'Tokito-san! Alright?!' 'Yeah, I don't think he's an UpperMoon... His power is curious, but still, I have to decapitate him!', Muichiro approached, but the moment he did so, he was imprisoned in a vase, leaving part of his body behind outside and the other in the water.

'TOKITO-SAN!!' 'What is this? What kind of demonic art would leave a body part out? What do you plan with this?' 'Hyo hyo! I wouldn't be so sure~! We'll see how much concentration you can get with this!'

Tokito expected the worst, would it be his end?

'Ha!', Kotetsu recognized that sound, it was Tokito's laugh, why would he laugh at a moment like this? An UpperMoon had caught him, this was not the time to laugh, but, that means... Oh no...

'Hyo hyo, looks like you're starting to break huh? Dying from suffocation like that is a special art, you don't get those expressions easily, since you're a kid, I thought I could easily get it with you~!' 'N-no! Yo-you... GH! I wo-wohon't-!', Muichiro tried to push away, but what would he push away? There was nothing in that vase but water, why did it tickle? What was he doing?

'That face asks, how am I doing? It's very easy~', he clapped his hands together, reveling in the constant struggles of the mist hashira.

'Firstly, the needle that hit you contained a substance that prevented you from putting up resistance and increasing your sensitivity! Secondly, the vase I put you in is a very special one, the design is very pretty, isn't it? The water forms little hands and gusts that cling to every sensitive spot they find~! Now what do I think about it, perhaps to hasten your death, I could create some little fish that bite your sides, don't you think? Hyo hyo!' Muichiro grunted and shook his head, fighting as hard as he could, he could take it in fights with the hashiras or with Tanjiro, but now? He couldn't stop his work, he had to kill that UpperMoon, but how? His concentration was cut off, he had to try harder

'Hehehey! Shihihit fahahace! Gehehehet your ass over hehehere and fihihight me! Stohohop thihihis!' 'Ohh~ you started to break down! Hyo hyo! I knew you wouldn't last long!' Gyokko leaned close enough to grab Muichiro's chin and laugh.

'Grr! Bahahack ohohoff!! EHEHEHEHE!! N-NO! SHIT! MHMHM!!' 'Don't even try! It won't help! Come on! Laugh and be part of my art!', Muichiro covered his mouth and bit his sleeves, those 'hands', he could feel them on his belly, moving ruthlessly, he could feel them on his foot, trying to remove his stockings and get between his toes. Muichiro was supposed to fight, he drew his katana, ready to launch an attack, but...

'DAHAHAHAMN DEMOHOHON!! SCREHEHEHEW YOU!! HOLY GOHOHOD!! QUIHIHIT IT!!' 'Hyo hyo! It seems that you no longer have an escape! It took a long time to take effect, I think I'll add those fish, I wonder what effect they will give you!', he applauded, so that some fish formed in the water, which began to sting his sides, his knees, his belly, his feet and thighs

'I would like to stay, but I still have to know, what is important in that cabin, maybe the boss is there? Hyo hyo!' 'OIII!! WAHAIT!! DOHOHOHON'T LEHEHEAVE!! COHOHOME HERE AND FIHIHIGHT LIKE A MAHAHAHAN!! WEHEHELL! LIKE A FIIIIISH!!!', Muichiro started hitting the water(?, desperately trying to escape, he pulled his hair while writhing, he was doomed

'GEAHAHAAHAHAH!! H-HEHEHELP!! OHOHO FUCK!! DAHAHAHAMN IT!! HOLY SHIT!! NOHOHOT THEHEHERE!! EHEHEHEHE!! I HAHAVE ENOHOHOHUGH!!' 'Please help him! You can't get out of that place by yourself!', Kotetsu was pulling someone's yukata as he ran towards Muichiro's desperate screams.

'IT'S MY EHEHEHEND!! HAHAHHAHAHA!! *snort* *scream* WAHAHAHA!!' 'Please do something', Kotetsu was desperate, he saw that Muichiro couldn't do anything, he didn't even have any strength left in his arms to launch any attack. He just writhed, screamed, hit the vase, tried to cover himself, all in vain, there was no way.

Sounds of gunshots, Muichiro heard that between his screams and pleas, the vase began to lose water, as the sensations ceased. The vase disappeared seconds later, leaving Muichiro in the air, when he was about to fall, someone caught him.

'Tokito-sama!' 'TOKITO-SAN!', Muichiro opened his eyes slowly, he saw the little blacksmith next to him, crying through his mask, and who was holding him, he had black hair, some yellow tips and his eyes, they were different but he still knew him, he recognized...

'Genya?', the aforementioned sighed in relief, blowing some air for the hashira to recover his lost strength, besides, he didn't have much time, he had to help Tanjiro again with the UpperMoon 4

'Tokito-san! He's alive, I have his katana ready when you wants to use it!' 'Thank you...', he took his katana and stood up, again the image of the boy in the black yukata in his mind, he felt that he had experienced something similar, but less light, even so, there was no time to think, he had to defeat the UpperMoon and save the village

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4, 5

tq for sending an ask! 🫶

4: Say something nice about a ship you don't ship

Keito's possessiveness over Kuro is so incredibly funny to me (positive). I want to put him under a microscope I wish I had the time to read his stories.

Actually whatever Keito has with Eichi is incredibly funny too, the line where Keito says "first Eichi finds another friend and now you (Kuro) too?!??" lives rent free in my head even though it's been like two years since I read (I think) Shinsengumi. I also love how bratty Eichi is around Keito. It's so funny and endearing and he sounds like such a pain in the ass but I'm not the one dealing with him so it's just funny and cute instead. RIP Keito but also Keito also clearly cares so much about Eichi and can't quite leave him alone despite everything he says, theyre so ghnggg.

Anyway back to KuroKei the fact that Keito keeps showing Kuro various manga when Kuro isn't really that interested is super cute too. Whatever I've learned through osmosis feels like some nebulous zone between crazy obsession and wholesomeness. Maybe both. Love that. Every time I learn something new about them I like them even more, they sound incredibly entertaining.

5: Something you see in fics a lot and love

Ritsu skinship!!! Ritsu flopping over people he loves!! Ritsu cuddles!! Ritsu skinship is an incredibly important part of his characterisation to me because we have the same love language and idk, it never really gets portrayed very often. Like there are normal hugs when people feel sad or as a greeting and then there's whatever me and Ritsu prefer (always physically attached to someone else like a limpet). This isn't a fanfic-exclusive thing because it comes from canon, but I always love to see it being described as opposed to hearing about it in dialogue-form only in canon.

Writing style wise it'll be characters being introspective and their thoughts being part of the narration. Some fics just go "X did this, then Y did this, and Z did that" but like if I wanted action only I'd go read a manga. I love knowing what the characters are thinking, bonus points if it's in their character voices too. I think weaving a character thoughts into the narration is harder to do in comic formats, which is the other medium I usually consume, because there's only so many thought bubbles you can fit on a page. I like it when characters monologue and get stuck in their heads basically.

Also characters' internal dialogues somehow flow better in fanfic than enstars canon, for some reason. I dunno if it's a language gap or something to do with the dialogue boxes preventing proper paragraphing. Or maybe Akira just likes to insert too many philosophical ideas or literature references that I don't get. Like I can take Ritsu spiralling in fanfic anyday, I eat that shit up, but I never managed to read Shu's Human Comedy monologue about human nature in full.

[adri-2022]

Chosen Family

Fandom: Chicago PD

Characters: Jay Halstead x OC Lydia James / CFD/ Will Halstead

Warning: Slight swearing/ fluff

Word Count: 1640

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A/N: Hey my beautiful people. Here is a request made by the beautiful @andreahalstead24

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Lydia and Jay had been dating each other for over 2 years now, she’s a bubbly and sunshine like 23-years-old he’s 29 years-old badass detective and former army ranger, quite the mix am I right. And even though they had been together for a long time, she hadn’t really met his friends -with the exception of his brother Will, truly an angel if you were to ask Lydia-.

Everyone knew Jay had a relationship with a therapist -actually the couple had met that way- Jay had been advised to talk to a professional -which he wasn’t happy about- given he’s very, very stubborn. But he had happen to walk into Lydia’s office. It was love at first sight -if you believe in things like that- until he opened his mouth.

But unfortunately, they couldn’t stay in their bubble forever, because 4 months ago they had found out they were expecting their first baby. Four months? Why wait? You may ask. Well ask Jay, because according to him he wanted to keep it a secret to be enjoyed by only the two of them -and the third wheel called William Halstead- until he let it slip while showing Adam a picture on his phone -landing on…you guessed it, the ultrasound-.

Jay was over the moon with the news, so now here he was preparing a breakfast that wouldn’t essentially be thrown up by Lydia, as if Lydia could smell the mouthwatering food, she walked down the hallway wearing one of Jay’s long sleeve shirt, and into the kitchen,

Jay smiled when he heard her soft footsteps approaching him, just then he felt a couple of hands go around his waist and a small kiss being placed on his bare shoulder,

“Hey beautiful, slept well?” “Good, no morning sickness” Jay turned around to place a peck on Lydia’s lips which made her smile -god that smile made Jays stomach feel like a rollercoaster- every detail about her had that effect on him. He proceeded to wrap his arms around her, giving her another kiss, before bending to cup her belly and giving it a peck,

“Good job peanut” saying to the baby, because he had a very “serious conversation” about the morning sickness, which essentially ended with Lydia panting for air because of how much she giggled and Jay giving her a raised eyebrow and unamused look.

She knew he was trying to calm her nerves, she was meeting all of his friends for the first time, and she was kind of worried about the whole situation, given she was already pregnant. What would they think of her being pregnant. Ignoring those thoughts, they sat together to eat breakfast while Jay had his hand caressing her bump making comments and plans about their future house and the nursery.

Now here she was in front of the mirror in their bedroom inspecting her look, she was very pregnant -not a huge bump, but you could clearly see she was expecting-. She had to make a good impression, because as Lydia says -first impressions, say a lot- and it’s funny because Lydia’s first impression of Jay was not it.

Sitting in her office, Lydia was waiting on her next patient. She was having a moment of reflection; hearing people’s problems often can be tiring. A knock on the door pulled her out of her zone into reality,

“Dr. James, your 12 o’clock is in the waiting area” Janet, Lydia’s secretary announced, which made Lydia give her a nod to let the person come in. When Lydia laid eyes on the stranger, she couldn’t help but feel butterflies at the sight of his green eyes -unknown to her he felt his whole-body freeze at her beauty-.

“Welcome, I’m Dr. Lydia James” “Jay Halstead” they exchanged handshakes, his voice was so soothing to Lydia, it almost made her forget she was supposed to stay professional, and for Jay well he couldn’t help but take her bubbly personality as a breath of fresh air.

“Lovely to meet you. What can I help you with?” “I- uhm, I really don’t know. Therapy is not for me honestly” -uh oh here we go-

“Okay. If you think its not for you, can I ask why coming?” she asked still a friendly -though fake smile- she hated when this happen. But nonetheless she wanted to help him and there was something in his eyes that showed he wanted help but didn’t know it yet.

“My sergeant made me do this crap, don’t really see the point in it” -wow- that made Lydia’s fake smile fade tilting her head to the side,

“Really… so here is the thing. For me this isn’t ‘crap’. A lot of people need therapy and its okay to talk and ask for help from time to time…” “I…” he cleared his throat when Lydia raised her palm,

“Until you take this seriously, I would advise you to take a look at yourself and when you’re ready, you can come back. Thank you, that would be it” Lydia finished with a strong yet sweet voice. Which made Jay furrow his eyebrows, staying still for a moment, before leaving. He felt embarrassed. But he couldn’t be mad about it, her soothing voice made him remember his moms voice.

Now 2 in the afternoon, Lydia was currently alone in her office, Janet had left 30 minutes ago -since working hours were over- but not for Lydia, she often stayed to plan her next day appointments and prepare herself for her patients, or simply just take a moment to breath. She had music playing lowly in her speakers while she filled out some paperwork,

“You’re right…” “OH MY FUCKING GOD!” she yelped jumping out of her chair and turning to the new voice with a hand in her chest. There he was with his hands raised and a guilty expression,

“I’m sorry, didn’t mean to scare you, the door was opened. And I- I called, no answer.” She took a deep breath composing herself. “It’s alright, just thought you were a stalker that came to kill me.” both of them chuckled slightly. “And…yep…my secretary forgot to lock the door.”

“That’s dangerous if you ask me…”he said while smirking lightly while she chuckled nodding her head, Jay took a deep breath before speaking,

“You’re right, it isn’t ‘crap’. Listen I- I’m not good at this, at talking about my emotions and my worries. But I want the nightmares to go away, and I want to be able to not feel guilt about my actions… I want- I need your help…” she smiled lightly, pointing to the coach.

And before they knew it, here they were. She inspected her outfit again, -knee high, thin straps baby blue summer dress with her white convers -talking about convers, she was going to have a hard time putting them on-. Before she knew it, she heard his footsteps walking into the bedroom,

“Hey babe, you look gorgeous” he said giving her a sweet peck on the cheek, then sitting on the bed, before she could reach for her shoes, Jay had managed to get a hold of them, kneeling and carefully lifting her leg to put her shoes, Lydia instinctively put her hand on his shoulder stabilizing herself. Once both were on Jay stood up kissing her baby bump and smiling to his gorgeous girlfriend.

 Arriving at Millennial Park Jay helped Lydia out of his truck, taking her hand in his and started walking towards the big crowd that was scattered in different picnic tables. The first to notice was Will -Jay’s brother-,

“Heyy! There she is!” Will exclaimed as he approached them bear hugging his sister-in-law, this pulled everyone’s attention who immediately came to introduce themselves hugging Lydia with big smiles,

“You okay baby?” “Perfect” Jay smiled while pulling her by the neck for a kiss,

“She’s already pregnant. Give her a break, man!” -yep that was Adam- which made Jay flip him off still kissing Lydia who was giggling. When they pulled away from each other Jay was still smiling like a high school kid and Lydia was blushing like crazy.

“Come on, the girls are waiting for us” that was Silvie Brett, who looked at Jay which gave her a thankful smile, before Silvie pulled her towards the table filled with the Chicago women.

It had been hours since they arrived and everyone was enjoying themselves, joking, laughing, and teasing each other. Lydia felt at ease, she didn’t have to pretend to like everyone or be someone else -because she actually did like them, a lot- they were great people. Which made her understand why they were so insistent on meeting her sooner. While she talked with Stella and Hailey, she felt a pair of hands wrapping around her baby belly and a kiss on her neck,

“Hey gorgeous…” Jay whispered putting his head on the crock of her neck, while Stella and Hailey smirked wiggling their eyebrows, before standing up to give them space. Now sitting facing Lydia, Jay put his hand on her bump bending to give it a kiss and whispering,

“Hey peanut. I love you” before looking at Lydia and tucking a piece of her hair behind her ear and caressing her cheek,

“I love you” with that he kissed her, “I love you too. Thanks for bringing me, everyone’s been amazing. I know why they mean so much to you now” she said looking at him smiling god- those little dimples- drove Jay crazy. After a moment of silence Jay scooted closer to her pulling her back into his chest kissing the side of her head, while they both looked at their chosen family -oh and Will, who is actually family- laughing at Adam who had been tripped by Kevin and Kelly. It was a good day!

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Fansubs released for Bamse (1972-1981)

So a little while ago, @the-best-fictional-turtle held a tournament about fictional turtles. Skalman, one of the central protagonists from Swedish children's comic Bamse, somehow made it in. On my sideblog, I joked that I'd translate every single comic in the franchise's 57-year long history if he won. And well... He actually won!

While I genuinely can't translate the whole comic as promised, the creator's animated shorts made in the 70's and 80's have now been subbed. These shorts are missing a lot of the modern cast, and the comic's strong educational tone is not as apparent here. But if you like funny little animals going on funny little adventures with some bonkers sound effects you may enjoy it!

The series is legally available on SVT Play for free*: here's a very basic guide on how to use the site if you don't know Swedish.

That being said, I'm going to do something different than usual. Characters are often named after their species and/or character traits in this series... So this time I would like to provide two versions of the subs:

With no localised names (on Dropbox) - ready!

With localised names (OSS, Subscene, & Dropbox) & other corrections if necessary - eventually

Under the read more there is more info on what exactly I plan to localise and how well (or poorly) I'm doing with those plans.

Happy watching!

Like I said I can't localise the whole franchise, but I still want to leave some doors open for the future when picking names.

So:

First I have to address Vargen. You'll notice that he gets called "the wolf" even in the un-localised version. This is because, according to his backstory, he doesn't have a proper name. His caretakers just called him "vargen"/"the wolf" despite being wolves themselves. So just in case I decide to translate the stories detailing this backstory one day, I couldn't give him a name either. sorry wolf :(

Bamse is a tough one, and I'm leaning toward not localising it. Even the official localisation gave up and just called him "Bamsy"! For comparison, the word "bamse" in Swedish is usually an adjective meaning "big", and occasionally a noun referring to a bear. So even though Bamse is a fairly small bear, it fits him well... I guess Teddy would have been a decent name for him, but there is a comic typically considered the "prototype version" of Bamse which features a similar protagonist already called Teddy. And later in this series, Bamse actually has a son called Teddy... So no dupes allowed.

Lille Skutt -> Good grief. The official localisation called him Little Frisky. But in the original both he and his son are named after terms related to jumping, so I would prefer to save that theming for later. Hopper always sounds nice, so Little Hopper... Then his child could remain "Mini-Hopp" (with or without that extra p). But their names become too similar then? I'm still frantically looking through naming sites and can't find anything useful... of course the anxious little guy would cause me the most stress trying to think of a name for him EDIT: A simpler alternative would just be Little Jump... Thinking I might settle for that for now.

Skalman -> Shellback. Taken from the official English localisation, which actually called him Professor Shellback. I'll cut the Professor to save space in the subs/speech bubbles. (For comparison, his original name means Shell man.)

There are a number of side characters with a "human" first name and species as their last names, i.e. Mickelina Räv and her parents (foxes), Ola Grävling (racoon badger sorry), Annika Anka (duck)... I'll probably just translate the species and leave the names alone. (Nina Kanin didn't show up in these shorts but might be an issue later, since her name is supposed to be a palindrome as well as a reference to her being a rabbit...)