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celialestial · 4 years

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Okay. Well, if I’m being honest, this episode was not the greatest. This is also the first analysis I’ve made for a show, at least that I’m posting. We’ll see how this goes. Strap in, this is going to be long.

I think we have all learned by now that Jamie-focused episodes are never the strongest. I find it a bit ironic that in a show called Jamie Johnson, the least interesting character is Jamie himself.

We finally saw the end of the, dare I say, idiotic Under-13s subplot. The classic “arguing friends are trapped in a room together until they make-up” trope was used to its, not fullest, but decent potential. The greatest part of this episode was the fact that their eighth-grade drama was resolved; that and the ten seconds of screentime Dillon received. Liam continues to prove that he has still not grown. Here’s my analysis of his development:

[I was going to insert a clever chart of his nonexistent growth, but I’m too lazy, sorry. Here’s a paragraph about it instead:]

Liam needs to learn that manipulating people and pretending to have changed is not maturity, it’s being an asshole. He has a terrible father, that’s true, but Dillon managed to change. Nothing has ever truly been at stake for Liam. He’s been able to lie and manipulate others to get out of all the trouble he’s caused. He was given a second chance to play with the Under-13s and has continued to use those around him in order to seem, I don’t know. Big? Powerful? All he has done is made the Three Musketeers dislike him even more. He has done absolutely nothing to earn their trust. I could go on and on about Liam Simmonds, which I suppose proves he’s an interesting character (that’s more than I can say about some people *cough* Jamie *cough*).

Eric learns that Aisha has feelings for him too. Yay! He also learns that Aisha is much smarter and more mature than him, choosing to step back and give him time to be with his friends. Yay? Freddie has been incredibly weird this season. I can’t tell if he genuinely liked Aisha as more than a friend, or if he thought he was supposed to, given how much Eric liked her. This entire storyline comprised of way too much unnecessary drama. Looking at Instagram comments, however, it seems that it was very popular among younger kids. I suppose I am a bit too old to be criticizing middle school relationship drama in a children’s show. Poor Alba was practically thrown to the dogs in favor of a petty love triangle. All of their problems were wrapped up so neatly, it felt a bit uncomfortable. Like they didn’t deserve this ending.

I don’t know if it’s just me, but something about this episode seemed off. When comparing it to other episodes with similar premises, the lack of emotion and genuineness becomes obvious. Take episode 10, for example, there were many (and I mean many) subplots. It was a little all over the place. And yet, the end of the episode left me feeling bittersweet, intrigued, and wanting more. This episode didn’t do that. I am sick of Jamie’s bullshit and tired of this dumb love triangle. Thankfully, the latter is complete now.

Onto Jamie’s storyline:

1) I told y’all Jetpac11 would be Jethro! These are some big brain hours.

2) This boy is supposed to be the TITLE character. His storyline is meant to be the most in depth, the most interesting, and, above all else, the most entertaining. It is none of those things. The stakes are supposed to be high, and they are, but they don’t feel like it? He supposedly lost his place at Hawkstone over a goddamn video game. Why don’t I feel anything except contempt? If not frustration at Jamie, then frustration at Ian, who I suppose I should be used to by now. Everyone says Jamie should know better than to trust him after all he’s done. That he should just listen to Mike. Obviously that’s true, but Ian was on his side, not the other way around. Ian enabled Jamie and allowed him to make a stupid decision, one that has huge consequences. Ian didn’t tell Jamie to keep playing for his own gain, well, kind of. He let Jamie keep playing because he though it would make him happy and regain his trust. It’s the same reason Mike lied to Hawkstone. Both adults displayed extremely poor judgement, Ian just far more so, as always. I must admit that I have zero interest in video games. I also have zero interest in soccer (or, rather, football). Yet this show keeps me interested in the matches and invested in the characters. They have failed at maintaining my interest in this video gaming storyline. Part of this could be because I find Jamie boring and repetitive, or maybe he simply seems that way due to the plethora of vastly more compelling side characters. All I have learned from this is that Jamie is a pretty terrible friend, a poor judge of character, and impulsive. These are all faults he has had since season 1, except he used to be a genuinely decent friend. He has grown more self-involved and one-sighted (and one-sided, as in one-dimensional, or you could take it literally, seeing as one leg is currently out of commission). I get that he was hit by a car and his leg is broken. He doesn’t see a future in soccer for himself anymore. Mike is right, though, he should be focused on getting better and being able to play again. I don’t even like Mike most of the time -- I honestly find him fairly annoying, although this may be due to the acting -- but he is the only sane one in the Johnson family right now. Both of Jamie’s parents are enabling him and Mike has too, though only for around an episode and a half. I am so happy this storyline will be resolved next week. I am sure we will still be left with a cliffhanger at the end, as with every season.

Dillon also got a bit of screentime in this episode (wow, a whole twenty seconds!). I really do like the way the writers are portraying how conflicted he is. He is torn between living a lie or risking his future as a professional player. I understand why they introduced Elliot. He was Dillon’s first crush and I think he was necessary for Dillon to come to terms with his sexuality. Where they messed up with Elliot, however, is by entirely removing him from the show after he fulfilled his purpose of giving Dillon the strength to come out. Just as @mcustorm said, he was a plot device and it was out of character for him to out Dillon. I could probably write a whole essay about how dirty both Elliot and Kat were done. The only way using exclusively Ruby to further Dillon’s storyline would’ve worked was if they kept the whole “Ruby has a crush on Dillon” thing from season 4. Doing that would likely ruin their entire dynamic as best friends and make things awkward. If they had done that and made, say Harry or Michel his first crush, they wouldn’t need Elliot to be Dillon’s first real crush. Although, Dillon was only around 11 or 12, and most real crushes don’t hit until 13-14, at least in my experience. Also if they had ruined Dillon and Ruby’s dynamic, then Dillon would have no real support system. I can’t really see Ruby abandoning Dillon over this, though, even if she had an unrequited crush.

Next week should wrap up both Jamie’s and Dillon’s storylines. It will also be the final episode of season 5! A lot to look forward to and a lot to be absolutely terrified of, not to mention the fact that season 6 production has been postponed for obvious reasons.

TL;DR:

It’s the end of the Under-13s drama! And possibly the end of Aisha, knowing how JJ deals with its newly irrelevant characters.

Jamie is being stupid and probably lost his chances of getting into Hawkstone. Or maybe not, considering he’s the protagonist of a kid’s show. JJ does have a habit of dealing out real consequences, though, so who knows.

Dillon got... something? He’s feeling conflicted, which is entirely natural, especially at this stage in his coming out.

Next week is the last episode! Stay tuned for more, I guess. Let me know if you guys enjoyed this type of proper analysis.

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messmersflame · 4 years

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neo’s quick guide to browser privacy

so i keep seeing a post circulating with info on how to keep browsing provacy and avoid targetted ads and comapnies saving your data, but unfortunately the commenters a known freaks el em ayo. they also just dont explain the addons very well, or how to set them up properly. so, as an official paranoid(tm), here’s my info on how to keep yourself safer while browsing, and to avoid companies tracking your internet habits.

first of all, use firefox.

i’m not kidding. drop chrome. chrome is terrible. many of these addons work for chrome, but really what are you doing using google chrome if you want privacy? that shit is sent right to google. firefox is also very heavily privacy and safety focused, and has many tools to help you manage your browser time. also, all of the addons i will mention here work on the mobile version of firefox! and, yes, you should be setting them up on your phone too.

make sure to remove any other ad blockers you might have on firefox before installing any of the following addons, as they might conflict with these.

trackmenot

(installation link here)

trackmenot is a very helpful addon that will generate randomised searches through various search engines. this means that your actual searches will be lost in the fog of so much other search data, making it extremely difficult and even outright impossible to track your search trends, thereby avoiding many targeted ads.

it takes a little to get it optimally set up, but i am here to help!

first step after installing it, go to your addons page in firefox. if you dont know what that is, here’s a pic to show you where it is:

click the three horizontal lines in the top right of the browser, and then click add-ons in the drop down menu.

on your addons page, find trackmenot, and click it.

then click ‘options’....

on the next page, make sure your boxes look like mine do:

now you want to add an rss feed for the addon to use. you can add whatever you like, but i reccomend the following just to get you started:

http://www.nytimes.com/services/xml/rss/nyt/HomePage.xml|http://rss.cnn.com/rss/cnn_topstories.rss|http://rss.msnbc.msn.com/id/3032091/device/rss/rss.xml|http://www.theregister.co.uk/headlines.rss

you want to put a | between each rss url. once youre done, click ‘validate’.

you will also want to use a blacklist so that it doesn’t accidentally search anything fucked up or that might get you flagged by the fbi or sth. here is the blacklist that i use:

rape,rapists,ddlg,cgl,mdlb,raping,raped,lolicon,loli,cp,child porn,pthc,jbhc,shota,shotacon,gore,bestiality,beastiality,zoophilia,pedophilia,

make sure to seperate any words with a comma, and that the ‘use list’ box is checked. then click ‘apply’ and youre done! phew! thankfully the others dont take as much setting up.

whatcampaign

(installation link here)

what this does is find any links that contain google analytics parameters in them- which is what google uses to track link clicks and internet movement- and changes them to ones that do not have the analytics in them. now you can click links without fear of Big G knowing what you’re doing.

privacypossum

(installation link here)

this addon blocks cookies, headers and other code in pages that track your activity, and falsifies information to browser fingerprinters to prevent trackers from knowing the specifcs of you and your browser. many websites use headers with embedded code and other fingerprinting methods to load the rest of the code on the page, and many other addons (such as privacybadger) simply block these outright, making the webpage not work properly unless disabled. privacypossum avoids this issue bu simply falsifying your data, meaning you can load websites without having to worry that they know who you are.

adnauseum

(installation link here)

unlike other adblockers, adnauseum will, in fact, click ads. but before you scroll by, let me explain. many websites need ads to be able to continue being up, they rely on ad revenue and clicks. but nobody wants to click ads, nobody wants to see ads. so what do we do? adnauseum addresses both sides of this, blocking any and all ads that you may see, and in the process, registers clicks on them. all of them. similarly to trackmenot, by blindly clicking every single ad, the amount of data generated creates too much noise to be useful to ad companies.

an alternative to this if you have issues with adnauseum is ublock origin.

anonymox + vpns

this is an extension that acts as a vpn for your browser (and browser ONLY), allowing you to hide your ip address. you can turn it on and off as you like, and swap to various different locations. bear in mind that this will make pages load a lot slower, so i only use it on sites that i do not trust, or when i need to access something that is blocked in my region.

this will not protect you when downloading or torrenting, for that you need an actual vpn.

a paid vpn that i personally use is surfshark. a free one that i have used in the past is tunnelbear.

advanced tip: DOH (dns over https)

so what the heck does THAT mean?

this page has a much more in depth, with pictures explanation of what this means, and how firefox deals with it.

firefox has its own in built DOH protocol, however, it relies on cloudflare. if you do not trust cloudflare, i reccomend the DOH protocol by projektoni, the guys behind whatcampaign. follow the instructions on this page to get it set up.

#privacy #online privacy #paranoids bible #paranoidsbible #anti tracking #safety online

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nouveauweird · 5 years

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bullshit-free guide to actually fucking writing your wip

disclaimer: this isn’t a fool proof method. when it comes to writing advice and techniques for productivity I say keep an open mind, but take what works for you and leave the rest.

disclaimer 02: this is more or less for people who want to eventually publish, but there may be elements in here that benefit hobby-writers.

Where & When You Write

Some people will tell you that your writing routine needs to be sacred. I don’t quite believe that. You can absolutely curate a space for yourself that you aim to write in, but at the same time, focusing very strongly on the ritual of writing makes it hard to create an adaptable habit.

The Writing Zone:

Your desk or table should face away from your bed, my mother always swore by that and it stuck with me. If space doesn’t allow for that, consider putting furniture or some partition up so you can’t see your bed. For some reason, this makes focusing easier.

For those of you who may be bedridden or have limited space, a good bed-desk is absolutely just as acceptable (I am actually planning to get one).

If you have a space separate from your bedroom, the follow applies as well:

Eliminate as much distraction as possible from your desk. Your experience of distraction is unique so do what you gotta do to eliminate it.

Make sure your space is well lit. Background light is essential to avoid eyestrain when staring at a screen.

Your chair should be comfortable, and support your back. Scoot your ass all the way to the back of the chair and try sitting on your thighs as much as possible to take strain off your lower spine (my chiropractor told me this).

The Writing Time:

You need to make time for your writing. Summer means the sunshine is waking me up at 5:45 AM and it’s too hot to doze comfortably so my ass is up and writing or reading until 7 AM when I gotta start getting reading for the day. If I have to catch the 10:15 AM bus, I’ve for about 4 hours to work with between waking up and leaving.

I finished July 2019 Camp Nano by writing in the morning. And I’m not even a morning person, I swear.

Make time for you writing. If you can make a routine you can stick to, excellent, if you have a handful of 5-10 minute time-pockets— also okay! The 30 minutes your dinner is in the oven is just as good a time to write as any other.

How do you learn how to write in tiny time pockets, you ask, well here it is: Micro Writing Sprints and Macro Writing Sprints. The former applies to pockets of time under 15 mins, while the latter applies to pockets of time over 20 mins. All you have to do is set a timer and challenge yourself to write as much as you possibly can.

Another thing to keep in mind is knowing your personal limits. If your attention suffers and you start to wander after 15 mins, keep your sprints to 5-10 minute blocks, and give yourself 5-15 min breaks where you get up, drink some water, move your body and then come back to your writing.

How to Write More, Faster

You have to kill your inner editor. Or at least subdue them. You can fix a typo or whatever but that’s really it. The idea is that you need to allow yourself to get into a mindset where you’re only focusing on the writing, your prose is allowed to be a mess. Insecurity and doubt have no place here, only writing.

Your first draft doesn’t need to be clean. You get to clean it up when it’s done. Stephen King says you write your first draft with the door closed, and the second with the door open, and I like that saying a lot. The revision process is actually way more fun than I thought it would be. I get to make fun of myself for my weird writing quirks— every single one of my “most common errors” in my Grammarly report is about misusing commas!— and restructure and improve upon the foundation I laid with the first draft.

If you come up with something that changes something significant to your story, write a note about it, and then continue on with your draft like it’s been that way the whole ass time. Do not go back and change things. Just keep writing.

Learning how to do Writing Sprints allows you to quickly get into the habit of putting everything down as fast as you can without overthinking it. Because the real thinking is for later, when you’re revising. Essentially these Sprints enable you to get into the writing zone much faster, so feasibly you could write in small time-pockets at the bus stop, in a waiting room, on the bus—anywhere.

Outlining will make you write faster.

Yes I am pro-outlining, please don’t click away because of that, because I also still think that you need to use what works for you, and if you’re reading this something isn’t working, so please keep your mind open.

The very least you should try is preparing or pre-planning what you need to write for your writing session (no matter how short). You will write more and faster this way. Most of all, you will be less likely to “wander” around.

I wrote out a small fragment-filled paragraph of what needed to happen in the first few scenes of my July 2019 Camp Nano project and got them out more easily and faster compared to when I didn’t. I wrote sustainedly in 30 minute time-pockets with a great deal of focus when I prepared my writing before actually writing.

Your WIP Outline

What if your outline was also actually super connected to your character sheets? Libbie Hawker makes this sound so easy in her book “Take Off Your Pants” in which she broke down some very interesting ideas on how to build your characters and your story that I hadn’t previously considered.

What I ended up with was something like this:

CHARACTER NAME Character: write down the basics; age, career, small relevant facts Flaw: what problem do they have that hinders them External goal: the thing they want that they can’t get unless they overcome their ‘flaw’ Ally: who pushes the character toward their goal when they stray Antagonist: who has same or aligned goal, but with different motives and execution Events:

Opening scene

Inciting event

Character realizes external goal

Display of flaw

Drive for goal

Antagonist reveal

Thwart 01

Revisiting flaw

New drive for goal

Antagonist attacks

Thwart 02

Changed goal

Ally intervention

Renewed Focus

Battle

Death

Outcome

End: success or failure or neutral result with regards to overcoming ‘flaw’

The stuff under the “Events” category is stuff everyone has seen before in narrative charts, and it won’t be the last time you see it either. You can use or discard or repeat them however many times you need to. I still think this plot chart that I made it great for figuring out pacing, so check that out if you need some help there.

You can also apply these to series, where the character’s “Flaw” and “External goal” change as the narrative progresses.

All of these parts are explained in Libbie Hawker’s book, but I’m happy to explain if you DM me!

I applied a central idea for my WIP “Hyacinth Stalks” and all the central characters share a common idea with regards to their flaws. Hawker recommends filling in this information for all central characters, and working in which events which characters will interact in.

The common idea is that my characters are “holding onto the past to feel more in control in the present”. Juliet Shain maintains habits of maintaining a “perfect athletic body” in the same way she did as a dancer five years earlier. She can’t exercise that same control over her mental health, which she struggles with, because of questions she has pertaining to the accident that lost her her leg remaining unanswered.

Juliet’s ultimate goal is closure about the accident, which she won’t be able to access unless she stops holding onto the past and in turn the idea that the accident “ruined” her.

I can apply the same things to Alana Murdock, another central character in “Hyacinth Stalks”, who, because she could only rely on herself after her sister’s murder while her parents grieved and her brother cut all contact, rejects her brother’s attempt to reconnect in order to protect herself in the present despite the stress of the upcoming 10th anniversary of the Hyacinth Killer’s disappearance. Her goal, would be to make it to the Olympic Volleyball team, which she won’t be able to do unless she stops isolating herself.

I can now approach the Events sections with more clarity because I know what the characters’ goals are and what their hindrances are as well. I can apply the same ideas to the other central characters, as well as the Serial Killer and weave their stories into the narrative as well. When you have a strong character arc, you can build a strong story.

When you can answer the questions about your character(s) you can fill in those Event sections with far more ease, and begin to break those sections down into chapters, scenes, or beats, with as much or as little detail as you want. Libbie Hawker’s method involves writing out paragraphs worth of scene details before actually getting to the writing. She says this isn’t necessary, but that for her it eliminates “wandering” and any doubts about what needs to be put on the page.

Personally speaking, I lie somewhere in the middle, wherein my scene outlines involve small paragraph or bullet points for what needs to happen.

Hawker has written books in 21 days, so there is definitely some magic in her method. In her book, Hawker details that creating her outline took 4 hours. When I outlined “But a Monster” it took a week (5 days), and despite not having had her method then, the existence of the outline made writing the novel much clearer and focused, which my writing had not been prior to admitting I needed to give outlining a chance.

All writing advice is a tree of wisdom

Take what benefits you most and leave the rest.

I have fully taken the advice that I have attempted to explain here. I read in “5000 Words Per Hour” by Chris Fox and “Take Off Your Pants” by Libbie Hawker and felt incredibly inspired and motivated, but some of what they say or eschue doesn’t resonate with me or my craft. I have to do what works for my writing, and if I’m happy with the pace the work is going at then alright!

What I’ve written here is meant to give you new ideas on how to be more productive. I read the books that helped me come up with this because I felt like something was lacking in my writing routine and I had my eyes opened. I hope I have opened yours too and that your work benefits from this.

#outlining #writeblr #am writing #writing community #long post.#my resources.#resources.

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kissmejae · 5 years

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Habits

PAIRING: Jung Jaehyun × Reader

GENRE: fluff, neighbours!AU (I guess?)

SUMMARY: Y/N has a bad habit of spying on the people living across the street, and when someone new moves in, everything changes.

WORD COUNT: 2.6k words

A/N: This is based on the prompt “a note, a cup of coffee, a new home” and where I live. Sadly there’s no Jaehyun or cute café, but the fat cat is there!! Also, I have no fucking clue how to use comma in English, sorry.

WARNINGS: Stalking if you squint really hard

You had a bad habit of looking through the windows on the other side of your lane. You lived on the third floor in a flat in the central part of town, and the old buildings stood so close that it was nearly impossible not to spy a little on the lives of all the people across the street. Just a little. You knew how the chubby red cat on the first floor liked to jump out the window at times, wandering the street and sneaking into the basement. The girl in the penthouse with the sloping walls would open the windows on sunny days and water her plants, standing for a while, taking in the view. The guys in the flat next to the red cat, who were probably your age, would always sit in the couch at night and watch football.

The middle aged man living directly across from your flat would always stand in the kitchen late at night and cook dinner, the antique lamp in the windowsill shining in a dusty orange hue. But today the lamp and its owner were gone. All of a sudden. You knew nothing about him, honestly – his name, his job and everything else was foreign to you. And still it hit you with a weird sense of melancholia that you’d never see him cook spaghetti again with his shirt unbuttoned, as you had so many times. The place was empty, but not for long.

It was the first day of the month, a busy time for people moving out of their old homes and into new ones. The neighbourhood you lived in housed many different types of people; college students saving money by living together, young couples that were amidst the milestone of having their first child, single adults that probably worked overtime too often, and the occasional retired citizens that had lived here for decades, never growing tired of city life.

You belonged to the first category, and it seemed that the new inhabitants of the empty flat were just the same. It was difficult to tell, but the guy unloading boxes upon boxes from a trailer was hardly a year older than you. You see, looking down at the street from the third floor, you could mostly see his brown hair and his strong shoulders, so it was more of a calculated guess. You had to admit that it excited you to have someone new to observe – mind you, you weren’t a creepy stalker at all, you just enjoyed picking up on people’s habits. And for that exact reason you stepped away to give him some privacy, even if he had no idea he was being watched.

Days had passed, and you had come to learn that two guys had moved in; the one you saw on the first day, and this taller friend. As with many young men, they didn’t seem to be experts at interior decorating, the place looked quite… minimalistic in it’s style as far as you were concerned. The thing is that you could only see through their kitchen window, as the other rooms faced away from your street, so maybe it was only the shared kitchen that was boring. Something that on the other hand wasn’t boring at all, actually rather amusing, was that the “first” boy had a lot of the same habits as the former renter, especially the part about cooking dinner late at night. He stood in the same position, body facing 90 degrees away from the window, concentrating on frying an egg, making noodles or boiling water for tea.

It was kind of relaxing to watch him stand there, but at some point he began cooking while being shirtless, which made it rather awkward for you. You had to admit to yourself that he had, shall we say.. good genes. It made your innocent act of watching seem very wrong and weird, especially because it made it even more tempting for you, and that annoyed you endlessly. Besides, you felt that it wasn’t simply his bare torso that drew you in, it was something more, something you couldn’t quite put a finger on. Sometimes, you’d turn the lights off in your room, roll down the curtains and look just for a moment, promising yourself that this had to end soon. Heck, you didn’t even know his name.

One of the best, if not the best part about living in an urban area was the Parisian style café at the street level of your complex. Everything they served was utterly delicious, and because you were a regular, they’d occasionally treat you to a coffee on the house. You didn’t always have time, but on the weekends you loved taking a seat in the sun, reading a good book while eating breakfast. Taking your time. And (you guessed it) doing a teeny tiny bit of people watching. Sometimes you’d even dress up for the event, wearing a flowy dress or some gorgeous sunglasses, pretending you were in an old movie. When you weren’t reading anything interesting, you’d bring your trusted old notebook and scribble whatever came to mind. Write a poem that you’d cross out immediately because it was too cheesy or too dull, make a caricature of the old man with the silver moustache that sits at the same café table every day, or maybe just make your grocery list.

This day, as you sat at your small round table with your orange juice and croissant, you saw him outside of the apartment for the first time. Well, the first time since the day he moved in. The whole scene that played out was so strange to you at first – as soon as he came out of the front door he crossed the street, walking straight in your direction. As if time slowed down, you reasoned that he had seen you staring through your window all this time, and now he was about to call you out for it in public. Your heart was beating so fast, you felt so, so stupid. As he was only a few meters away from, you made eye contact and you truly felt an imaginary ceiling crash down on you.

“Fuck” you whispered almost inaudibly.

But the impossible happened – he walked right past you, and you just sat there on the rattan chair completely confused. Did your life just flash before your eyes for nothing? Apparently it did, because when you turned your head slightly towards the bar, he was ordering a coffee to go, oblivious to you and your internal crisis. As you saw him leave and disappear at the street corner, you decided that you were so over your stupid curiosity. It shouldn’t be you that felt paranoid, right?

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And so you turned back into a normal person that didn’t deliberately daydream over your neighbours. Of course you couldn’t help noticing the lit windows at night and so on, but nobody could. And frankly, besides thinking about him occasionally, you didn’t miss your habit much.

You still enjoyed staying at the café downstairs as much as your schedule and the weather allowed, and the unwritten rule was that it was okay to look at the people passing by here. It was always a mix of familiar faces and the faces you’d never seen before nor ever would again. You loved drawing inspiration from them; what they wore, what words they used when speaking on the phone with friends, how they walked… There was something comforting about how unique they all were. Maybe we didn’t all need to fit into some imaginary box to please others… Maybe it was okay to be yourself with being judged.

At one instance the unnamed boy came down for coffee again, but this time you were free of worry as your conscience was sparkly clean. You didn’t spy on him anymore. Eye contact was made once again as he walked by, and this time around he even flashed you a small polite smile of recognition. Needless to say you returned it, though he was almost past you already, but for the first time you got a full-frontal look at his face, and it made your heart flutter more than it should. It was acceptable to find a stranger attractive, but it was nothing but a bad idea to have feelings for someone you didn’t know. He made it very difficult not to.

Yet again you reminded yourself to stay in your own god damn lane.

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Time passed, and by now you were both very much regulars at the café, the difference being that you always stayed while he always had his coffee to go. Always leaving and turning at the corner, lord knows where he went. You didn’t pay much attention to him anymore, but it all changed when he one day nonchalantly left a handwritten note on a torn piece of paper, as he walked by your favourite table. You felt completely frozen in your seat, as if he had broken a contract that neither of you had actually signed. You had done your best to keep to yourself for so long, and he had the audacity to acknowledge your presence? You were riddled as to what the content of the folded note could be. Your inner romanticist hoped for a phone number, but that was ridiculous. With slightly numb and shaking hands you unfolded the paper.

“We have the same taste in music, but you should close the windows next time if you don’t want the whole street to hear :~)”

You had to read it twice and process it all. Shit. You couldn’t help but to snigger a little, your face turning baby pink in embarrassment. You covered your face with your hands – all this time you’d been watching everyone else’s habits oblivious to the fact that someone was watching yours. Yes, sometimes you just had to bellow your favourite tunes, and the highest notes weren’t always easy to hit no matter how hard you tried. You really were a first class fool. And worst of all he knew you were a fool. The scribbled note had so much meaning to unpack; Was he mocking you? Was he flirting? What were you supposed to do now?? Knock on his door? Ignore him?

It was all too much for you at once, but you decided that it was a good thing that you had the same taste, and that he included the smiley at the end. You couldn’t answer the perhaps most important question though – why did he not write his name?

That night your thoughts kept you up for a bit. Regarding his name, it was of course possible to cross the street and check the name list on intercom, but 1) maybe there wasn’t even an intercom, 2) there would probably be two names since he had a roomie and 3) (most important of all) it was too desperate. The whole situation was so strange to you, you had truly never experienced something like it before.

It sparked a tiny flame of anxiety within you. You felt scared to go to your café again in case you ran in to each other again, because you truly wouldn’t know what to do. Yet again you had lived here much longer than him, so what was his business making you embarrassed to be in your very own neighbourhood? You also felt cautious about doing anything out of the ordinary in your bedroom, because what if someone saw you? It really troubled you because on one hand, you didn’t want to be the butt of someone’s joke for singing with open windows, and on the other hand, whenever you had been watching people through their windows, you only found their habits and lives endearing, so why were you so afraid? You decided that it was only reasonable to keep doing you fearlessly, and that overthinking it all led to no good.

And so you did. On one of the last Sunday mornings before autumn took the warm weather away from you, you were sat at your table downstairs. Everything was as usual. As expected, your brown-haired neighbour bust out the door, crossing the quiet street to get the same coffee as he always got. You busied yourself with reading a novel, you couldn’t stand to look him in the eyes as you’d only fall harder and deeper. You were so engulfed in the book that you didn’t notice him coming towards you instead of leaving the same way he always did.

“Can I sit?” his caramel voice spoke from behind you.

You jumped a little in your seat from the shock and turned your head instantly.

You looked at him for a second before replying with a “Yes” in the most unaffected way you could muster. You were not about to be a fool again. It took everything in you to seem normal. Internally all alarm were going off and you could feel the heat rush to your face.

“I don’t think you read my note” he broke the silence.

You looked at him with a puzzled expression.

“I did read it?”

He couldn’t hide his smile, as if he knew something you didn’t.

“Really? Because I still hear you sing at full force from time to time.” He took a sip of his paper cup.

“How can you be sure it’s me,” you retorted in an unamused voice, trying to be innocent.

“Oh, there’s this great invention called windows, you can see right through them!” he nudged you with his elbow.

You help but to warm up at his kind and funny nature, laughing a little at his words.

“Ok you got me. But don’t pretend that I’m the only human on earth doing that!”

“I’m just messing with you,” he smiled, “but it is kind of hilarious to watch you sometimes… You and all your habits.”

“My habits?” you asked, mortified.

“Yeah, you have so many, but I swear I’m not a stalker!”

You couldn’t really blame him could you.

“You just… Sometimes you take aaaall the clothes out of your wardrobe and try everything on, posing for the mirror, it’s honestly endearing. I’ve also seen you practice your dance moves in front of that mirror, and I know you hate to hear this, but I think you should keep that mess inside of your room for now,” he chuckled. “But I really like hearing you sing so I’m glad you didn’t shut your windows.”

You were completely speechless. It was a lot to take in right now, but the smile on your face didn’t lie. It was super weird to hear these things you never even noticed yourself, but it wasn’t as bad as you feared it could be – after all he seemed smitten by your goofiness, not judgmental. Part of you wanted to hit back with all the weird things you’d seen him do, but you opted for something simpler.

“This is so weird right?” you began, “I’ve seen you stand over there in your kitchen cooking at the weirdest hours of the day, blaming myself for creeping on you, and all this time you did the same? And we don’t even know each other’s names?” You were sort of astonished with your own honesty, but his company made you feel oddly safe.

“You like people watching too?” he asked.

“Who doesn’t,” you answered.

“I’m Jaehyun,” he finally admitted, offering his hand.

“I’m Y/N,” you replied, shaking his soft hand.

He studied you for a moment, and took the chance to ask: “Can I take you out some time? Maybe go people watching?”

Your heart was beating rapidly as you immediately accepted his offer, and he smiled as he told you a secret.

“I know that you read my note. I made sure that my roomie Johnny watched you from the kitchen window, he said that your face went red as a tomato.”

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“Nobody’s ever been arrested for a murder; they have only ever been arrested for not planning it properly.” ― Terry Hayes, I Am Pilgrim

Basic Information

Full name: Tierney Sinclair Pronunciation: Tier-Knee Sin-Claire Nickname(s): Not if you like to live. Tierney doesn’t do nicknames. Tierney is the only name he’ll answer to. Birthdate: September 8, 1979 Age: 40 Zodiac: Virgo Gender: Cis-Male Pronouns: he/him Romantic Orientation: Straight Sexual Orientation: Bisexual Nationality: American Ethnicity: White Current Location: Miami, Florida Living Conditions: Tierney lives in a small apartment above his new garage. It’s nothing fancy and that’s the way he likes it. Well worn couches, outdated kitchen appliances, wear worn towels. He doesn’t live in the slums but owning only new things has never been a part of Tierney’s lifestyle.

Background

Birthplace: Las Vegas, Nevada Hometown: N/A Social Class: Presents as lower-middle class but has enough money in the bank to be upper class if he really wanted to be. But he never will. Educational Achievements: None. Tierney never went to school. By the time he was released for the testing facility it was too late and too hard to get someone like him caught up. Sporadically home schooled by staff and other people Tierney isn’t the sort of person you want on your trivia team. He struggles with complex math, history, and all other assorted ‘average school knowledge’. Father: Unknown Mother: Unknown Sibling(s): Unknown Birth Order: N/A Pets: None Previous Relationships: Nothing lasts longer than a night. Do one night stands count? Arrests: A lot. By the time Tierney aged out of the foster program he’d been arrested more times than he had fingers and toes. Nothing major, minor mischief and petty theft. It wasn’t until he was picked up by the Syndicate that he started doing bigger crimes. And by then he had the support network to not get arrested. Prison Time: Surprisingly, not a lot. Accumulated, no more than a few months. It pays to have friends in low places.

Occupation & Income

Current Occupation: Hitman for the Blackburn Syndicate & Freelance Motorcycle Restorer Dream Occupation: None. Tierney has a limited view of both his life and the world. The idea of having a ‘dream’ anything is a foreign concept to him. Past Job(s): He was boy once at a greasy diner once. When they found out he’d lied about who he was a week later he was fired. Chicago wasn’t kind to kids with rap sheets and level five rankings. Falling in with the Syndicate has been the only ‘real’ job he’s ever had. Spending Habits: Tierney is a very frugal person. He buys almost everything second hand or used and very rarely spends it on anything new. The only expensive things he owns are his bikes and a flat screen TV. Tierney’s not ashamed to admit most of his money gets spent on bike parts anyways. Debt: Never. Credit cards mean government ability to track him. And being in debt t other people is a one way trip to being killed over it at a later date. Tierney repays any debts he can’t avoid as quickly as possible, but he tends to avoid accruing debts as much as possible. Most Valuable Possession: Some people might say it would be his bikes, and from a purely financial stand point it most definitely is, but according to Tierney it’s the Blackburn Syndicate, hands down.

Skills & Abilities

Physical Strength: Above Average | Average | Below Average

Tierney works out twice a day, every day, no exceptions. He needs to be in top physical condition for every job and now it’s just become a part of his daily habits. He’s supremely strong in his own right but mix his powers in with it and a supremely dedicated force of will he could probably lift a car above his head.

Speed: Above Average | Average | Below Average

Tierney isn’t the fastest hitman on the market but he’s perfectly capable of darting in and out of a situation with speed. It’s part of the job to act quickly and what he lacks in sheer speed he knows he more than makes up for elsewhere.

Intelligence: Above Average | Average | Below Average

Tierney never went to school. What schooling he did get the few years he had between testing and aging out was sporadic at best. He’s not ashamed of his faults but he doesn’t go around talking about them much either. Besides, being able to recite the presidents holds no bearing on his life choices so...what’s it matter? Tierney knows how to do his job exceptionally well. What Tierney doesn’t know ranges from complex math to the English Oxford Comma.

Accuracy: Above Average | Average | Below Average

Tierney’s powers require a certain degree of needed accuracy coupled with the fact he’s exceptionally talented with a range of deadly weapons. He prides himself in hitting exactly what he’s aiming at every time. Sure, he misses, but that usually because his target makes an unexpected move before he can account for it.

Agility: Above Average | Average | Below Average

He’s getting older, he won’t lie about that, and that’s starting to show. Tierney is less likely to look like a stunt double these days. No somersaults or daring roof top leaps happen these days. Besides, it’s more dramatic to sweep in like an avenging angel and sweep out just as quickly. Agility is good for running away. But you only run away when you get caught. And Tierney never gets caught.

Stamina: Above Average | Average | Below Average

Tierney’s powers are tied directly to his stamina. It’s taken him years and years of practice to build up the stamina he has now. He can use his powers for hours before he starts to feel winded and hours more before he gets tired. (Unless he goes for the super taxing activities like lifting buildings or psionic explosions.) It’s perhaps his greatest strength, his ability to keep going when others weaker than him might stop.

Teamwork: Ciara Sawyer is his go-to partner. Hell, most would call her his only partner. He doesn’t like working with other people and tries very hard not to do it. He will when he must but he’ll be begrudging about it the whole time. Talents/Hobbies: Motorcycles, Lockpicking, Murder Shortcomings: His sense of justice, the inability to kill someone who isn’t involved with what he’s doing. It’s a bonus he can erase minds when he wants to. Anyone who knows Tierney from work and outside of work knows he has a severe weak spot for his gang. Touch a hair on their heads and he tends to lose focus. Languages Spoken: English Drive?: Yes. A MV Agusta Brutale. Jump-Start a Car?: Yes Change a Flat Tire?: All the time. Ride a Bicycle?: No way. In hell. Swim?: Not because he likes to. Play an Instrument?: Nope Play Chess?: Yes Braid Hair?: No Tie a Tie?: Yes. Of course! Pick a Lock?: Oh hell yeah. With his mind. Cook?: Yes, but not well.

Physical Appearance & Characteristics

Faceclaim: Joel Kinnaman Eye Color: Brownish/Greenish Hair Color: Ashy Blonde Hair Type/Style/Length: Average/Well Kept/Short Glasses/Contacts?: None Dominant Hand: Right Height: 6′ 2″ Weight: 187lbs Build: Athletic Exercise Habits: Two session, morning and evening. Every day, two hours. With intermittent practice in between with others. Skin tone: Fair Tattoos: Left shoulder reaching to just below his elbow, spiders out to cover some of his chest and back. Got it to cover up an old gunshot scar. A faded string of numbers on his right arm (080879-58-05). Piercings: None Marks/Scars: Tierney is covered in scars. From battle wounds to childhood scrapes, to remnants of his life as a test mutant. Most can be found on his chest and back but part of why he wears pants and sleeves is to hide the others. Don’t want his identifying marks to get out and doesn’t like explaining to others what happened to him in order to get that many scars. Clothing Style: Dark colors, long pants, long sleeves, deep pockets. Usually a coat when the weather allows. The more places to hide the things he needs to work the better. But he cleans up well, he has plenty of suits in his closet too. Usually second hand stuff, the only time he buys something fancy is when he’s on a job. Jewelry: A set of dog tags labeling him a level five mutant. Nothing more. Allergies: None Diet: Average. More fast food than probably healthy. Physical Ailments: Stiff knees. Jumped off a few too many building in his younger years. Spent too many hours kneeling behind walls after that. They don’t bother him much but anyone with eyes can see they’re stiff. His left shoulder is also stiff, he favors it. Perhaps on of his worst gun shot injuries to date. It haunts him. And aches when the weather changes.

Psychology

MBTI Type: ISTJ-A (The Logistician)

ISTJs are often called inspectors. They have a keen sense of right and wrong, especially in their area of interest and/or responsibility. They are noted for devotion to duty. Punctuality is a watchword of the ISTJ. As do other Introverted Thinkers, ISTJs often give the initial impression of being aloof and perhaps somewhat cold. Effusive expression of emotional warmth is not something that ISTJs do without considerable energy loss. ISTJs are most at home with "just the facts, Ma'am." They seem to perform at highest efficiency when employing a step-by-step approach.

Enneagram Type: Type 6 (The Skeptic)

The committed, security-oriented type. Sixes are reliable, hard-working, responsible, and trustworthy. Excellent "troubleshooters," they foresee problems and foster cooperation, but can also become defensive, evasive, and anxious—running on stress while complaining about it. They can be cautious and indecisive, but also reactive, defiant and rebellious. They typically have problems with self-doubt and suspicion. At their Best: internally stable and self-reliant, courageously championing themselves and others.

Moral Alignment: Lawful Neutral

A lawful neutral character acts as law, tradition, or a personal code directs her. Order and organization are paramount to her. She may believe in personal order and live by a code or standard, or she may believe in order for all and favor a strong, organized government.

Temperament: Choleric

Cholerics are extroverted, quick-thinking, active, practical, strong-willed, and easily annoyed. They are self-confident, self-sufficient, and very independent minded. They are brief, direct, to the point, and firm when communicating with others.

Element: Earth & Fire Emotional Stability: Stable Introvert or Extrovert?: Introvert Obsession(s): Motorcycles. Tierney doesn’t know a lot outside of how to kill someone and get away with it. But he knows practically everything there is to know about motorcycles. How they work, how the break, how to fix them. Everything. Some would call him obsessed but Tierney calls it laser focused. Compulsion(s): Protecting his family. It’s what’s on his mind in every situation. All of his actions are dictated by this fact. Even for decisions that aren’t going to impact the Syndicate are measured against this need. It’s never occurred to him that it might, in fact, be a problem. It’s just natural. Phobia(s): Mutant testing facilities. It’s irrational, especially now, to be afraid of getting taken back to the white walled hellscape he grew up in. But he is. He scrubs his name clean where ever he goes and actively avoids anyone in a lab coat who starts asking questions. He even takes down fliers asking for mutants to ‘willingly’ submit to testing. He doesn’t talk about those years for damn good reasons. Addiction(s): None Drug Use: None Alcohol Use: Often Prone to Violence?: Always Prone to Crying?: No Believe in Love at First Sight?: No

Mannerisms

Accent: Depends. A bit of a hodgepodge of Boston and Midwestern. Tends to adapt to the common accent after a while when staying in a place for a prolonged period of time. Speech Quirks: None Hobbies: Motorcycle Repair, Motorcycle Rebuilding Habits: Spinning things in the air when he’s concentrating. Leg bouncing. Ordering more food than he can eat so he has left overs in the fridge. Nervous Ticks: Rubbing his nose and spinning objects in the air at high rates of speed. Drives/Motivations: Protecting his family. Fears: Losing his family, someone dying on him, being taken back in for testing. Sense of Humour?: Dry. Like the desert. Do They Curse Often?: Like. All the time.

Favorites

Animal: Bear Beverage: Heineken Beer and/or Black Coffee Book: None. Tierney hates reading. Color: Deep Green Food: Ciara’s Flower: None Gem: Emeralds Mode of Transportation: Motorcycles Scent: Fresh brewed coffee, rain on the horizon, motorcycle oil, pizza grease on your fingers Sport: Football and Hockey Weather: Rain Vacation Destination: None

Attitudes

Greatest Dream: End mutant testing. Tierney sees nothing productive in the act and goes out of his way to end it whenever and wherever he can. Mutants are people. Not lab rats to be poked at or taken away from their families. Greatest Fear: Losing one of his family and being taken back for mutant testing. Most at Ease When: Elbow deep in one of his bikes with of his closest friends lounging on the couch across the way. Least as Ease When: He doesn’t know what’s going on around him. When his plans has fallen through and he’s no longer in control of what’s happening around him. Worst Possible Thing That Could Happen: Alma being murdered. Biggest Achievement: Taking out the president of the company that held him as a test subject when he was a child. Biggest Regret: He has exactly Eleven. Eleven deaths that weren’t supposed to happen but did.

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invisibleanonymousmonsters · 5 years

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I adored Black Serpent ♥️ If you’re still taking drabble requests for the Black Serpent universe, maybe one where she introduces Bucky to her non-mob inner circle, like their reaction to her dating a notorious mob boss.

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Based on the universe of this one shot: Black Serpent

“Are we seriously not going to say anything?” Janna asked.

“What would we say, Janna? ‘Hey, Y/N, thanks for finally allowing us to meet your boyfriend. But small problem… apparently he’s New York’s most notorious mobster and runs this city’?” Katie responded.

Meanwhile, Cassie rolled her eyes at her other two friends. “There’s no way any of that is true. Do you know how many times people in my high school would make up rumors about people’s family’s being in the mafia?”

Then Cassie shrugged. “Plus, I googled him and nothing even slightly concerning came up about him.”

“Yeah, because he probably killed whoever tried to out him…” Janna muttered under her breath.

Cassie shoved her softly. “You guys are being so damn dramatic!”

Katie sighed. “You know, Cassie has a point. We’ve never seen Y/N so happy. Hell, she’s never even introduced a boyfriend to us before. We all know this is real serious for her.”

Cassie nodded in agreement. “And do you guys remember the way he looked at her that night…before they even started dating? When he paid for our dinner and all that. I wish I knew what it felt like for a guy to look at me like he did.”

“Alright. Everyone shut the fuck up. They’re here,” Janna warned as she sat up straighter in her seat.

Y/N was beaming as she walked into the fancy restaurant with Bucky’s hand intertwined with hers.

“Bucky, these are my three best friends: Janna, Katie, and Cassie,” Y/N introduced.

Like a complete gentleman, Bucky shook all of their hands and gave them a charming smile. “It’s so nice to properly meet you all. Y/N’s told me so much about all of you.” They all sat down in their seats at the circular dinner table. “I’ve been begging Y/N to introduce me for months now.”

Cassie smirked at Y/N. “Yeah. Well, Y/N has a habit of over-compartmentalizing her life. So none of us are surprised.”

Bucky playfully glared at his girlfriend. “She does tend to do that, doesn’t she?”

Then he was smirking at her innocent expression.

“Maybe I was just making sure you were ready, James. Don’t underestimate my girls, they’re ruthless,” Y/N teased.

Bucky looked around the table.

While all her friends were smiling, he could see in their eyes that Y/N wasn’t kidding. This was his ultimate test. From what he heard from Y/N, they were more than just her friends; they were her family. Their opinion mattered above all else. If for some reason they found him unworthy, he knew they’d make sure he was out of the picture.

The difficult part was… Bucky already knew Y/N was too good for him.

“Well, I’m up to the challenge,” he told the women.

One thing was for sure, he needed a copious amount of alcohol if he was going to pull this off. Not only for himself, but he hoped getting her friends a little buzzed would bring the tension down a bit.

“So Bucky… Your real name is James. Where did such a nickname come from?” Janna asked Bucky as they all ate appetizers.

“Buchanan is my middle name,” he explained. “My preschool class had four other kids named James. My teacher started calling us by our first and middle names together. Turns out, that’s a mouthful – especially for my name. My best friend started calling me Bucky and it caught on, I guess.”

“He hates when people call him James,” Y/N warned.

“But you call him James all the time,” Cassie pointed out with a grin.

“Well, Y/N can pretty much call me anything she wants,” Bucky chuckled. “But you guys can call me James. I don’t mind.”

Y/N raised an eyebrow in shock. That was quite a move to make.

“So Y/N was a little stingy on the details of how you two met. Plus, I want to hear your side of the story,” Katie requested enthusiastically.

She seemed to be the romantic of the group.

Bucky beamed at the memory. “I was sitting at a bar alone when she sat down next to me. I tried to buy her a drink and she wasn’t having it.”

“That sounds about right,” Janna smirked, earning her a glare from Y/N.

“Y/N has trust issues when it comes to men,” Cassie chimed in. “The fact that you’re even sitting here right now is some kind of miracle. It’s making me question my very own belief in a higher power.”

“You guys are such jerks,” Y/N scoffed and rolled her eyes.

“Well, I persisted,” Bucky continued. “I tried talking with her and it ended with her just insulting me and giving me all the reasons for why she wasn’t the girl for me.” Bucky chuckled. “She even pointed to a group of girls at a nearby table and tried to convince me to go and talk to them instead.”

“Y/N!” Janna scolded as if it were happening right in front of her.

“What? He was suspiciously charming!” Y/N defended.

“Wait. So what happened after that? Because clearly she turned you down.” Katie asked in awe.

Bucky’s eyes softened as he met Y/N’s gaze. “No one – and I mean no one – has ever talked to me that way before. Y/N was… a challenge.”

“A challenge?” Janna said with a hint of disgust. “So you just wanted the thrill of the chase,” she accused.

Bucky instantly regretted his choice of words.

“No. Absolutely not.” Bucky clarified confidently. Y/N noticed that he almost let his mobster voice slip out. “To be honest, I’ve never been one for serious relationships. But I met Y/N and I knew the moment she spoke that she wasn’t like any woman I’ve ever met. I realized I had to find the best version of myself to be even remotely close to deserving her.”

“OK! That’s enough of that,” Y/N cut in.

Her friends started giggling. Was Y/N blushing? She never blushed. Y/N was always calm, cool, and collected.

Bucky smiled at her, loving that he could embarrass her any time he even slightly talked about his feelings for her.

As the night went on, Y/N’s friends became more and more relaxed. But more importantly, Bucky’s hard, mobster shell cracked further and further. If he were being honest with himself, it was hard not to keep up his cold and tough front around strangers. It helped to have Y/N at his side. But he learned long ago that the more he showed of his true self to others, the more vulnerable he would become.

But he had to take the risk for Y/N. Because he’d do anything to make her happy. And being friends with her friends was going to do that.

After dinner, Bucky insisted they all get dessert.

After that, the waiter brought their bill directly to Bucky, knowing better than to leave it in the middle of the table, completely up for grabs. The restaurant saw Bucky enough to know that he always paid when he was there, no matter who he was with.

They ordered so much food and alcohol at one of the nicest restaurants in the city. But Bucky didn’t even blink when he saw that the bill had a comma in it.

“One of our friends is having a rooftop party in SoHo. You guys should come with!” Katie said to Bucky and Y/N as they walked outside.

Y/N looked at her boyfriend, trying to read if he actually wanted to go.

“Doll, why don’t you go with your friends?” Bucky suggested.

“Yes, Y/N! Please! We haven’t had a girls’ night in so long,” Janna pushed.

“Listen, you girls have fun. Take my car. I’ll catch a cab home,” Bucky insisted.

“Are you sure?” Y/N asked him softly.

He smiled and nodded before kissing her gently.

Her friends saw her absolutely melt under his touch. Bucky had been struggling to keep the PDA in check. He knew Y/N wasn’t fond of it and she knew her friends were already struggling with processing that she was in a serious relationship.

“I’m gonna run to the ladies’ room real quick. Wait here, yeah?” Y/N asked, taking a few steps back.

Bucky nodded.

“Oh, good idea. I’m coming with!” Katie agreed.

“Me too!” Janna skipped after them.

It left Bucky and Cassie outside the restaurant.

“Sure you don’t want to come with?” Cassie asked.

Bucky smirked and shook his head. “I know I’ve been selfish with her…keepin’ her all to myself. I’ve already used up enough of her time tonight. She needs some girl time.”

Cassie nodded slowly and then crossed her arms. “You know, this is the part where I say if you hurt her, I’ll kill you.”

Bucky waited for her to crack a smile or let out a laugh. But the girl’s eyes were nothing but serious.

He cleared his throat. “I’d never do that to her – ever. Y/N…she’s everything to me.”

“But I mean… even if you think it’s to keep her safe. Don’t do it. I don’t think you understand how hard it is for Y/N to let people in. If you break her heart – even if you think you’re doing it for her own good – she’ll never recover.”

Bucky’s brow furrowed slightly. The way she was talking…it was like she knew more about his secret life than she originally let on.

“I know who you are,” Cassie told him as if she could read his mind. “And I mean who you really are.”

Bucky looked around quickly, making sure no one was eavesdropping on their conversation.

He took a step toward her. “Is that so?”

Cassie nodded. “Scott Lang…you know him?”

Bucky tilted his head. “Yeah, I know him. It’s hard to stay in touch the guy with how often he’s bouncing in and out of jail. Good thief. Be even better if he didn’t have such a heart of gold.”

Cassie smiled at that. “Yep, that’s dad for you.”

Bucky tilted his head back in understanding.

“Y/N knows about you, doesn’t she?” Cassie asked seriously.

Bucky nodded, “I could never keep something like that from her.”

“Don’t worry about my friends. They just think it’s all rumors. I threw them off your scent.”

He smirked. “Thanks for that.”

Cassie watched him carefully, letting a tense silence settle between them.

“I meant what I said before…if you hurt her, I’ll kill you. We both know my dad won’t be the one to do it, but he knows people who will.”

Bucky stared into her gaze, making sure she read the honesty in his blue eyes before saying, “If I did anything to hurt Y/N… I’d let you.”

Before either of them could say anything more, Y/N, Janna, and Katie returned from the bathroom in a fit of giggles.

Y/N practically skipped up to her boyfriend. “Sure you don’t want to come with us?”

Bucky smiled and gave her a quick peck. “I’m sure, doll. And I meant it when I said that you girls are taking my car.” Then he lowered his voice so her friends couldn’t overhear. “But you’ll come back to my place after, yeah?”

“Of course.” Y/N nodded.

“Be safe, Y/N.” Bucky warned before opening the back door of his back SUV for the girls.

Then he walked around to talk to his driver. “You look after them. Take ‘em anywhere they want. But make sure they all get home safe, got it?”

The driver nodded his head seriously. Despite his boss’ casual tone, he knew the request was anything but casual.

Bucky watched the car drive down the block before catching a cab for himself.

As soon as he gave the address, his cellphone vibrated in the inside pocket of his suit jacket. He smirked when he saw Y/N’s name on the screen with a heart next to it. She’d done it as a joke one day, but Bucky couldn’t bring himself to get rid of it.

Looks like you’re gonna live to see another day. The crew approves. Thank you for tonight. It really meant a lot to me. I’ll see you later tonight…or maybe tomorrow morning.

Bucky smiled at the text.

Have fun, doll. Wake me up when you get home.

Even though he knew for a fact he probably wouldn’t be able to fall asleep without her. His body had pathetically become dependent on her being next to him to get any semblance of a good night’s rest.

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sundaynightnovels · 5 years

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so i’ve been tagged by @kidsarentallwrite for this one, and @a-ray-of-moonshine , so i’ll be answering both here! thank you so much for thinking of me! <3 What song makes your OC go absolutely, batshit feral? okay i really don’t know the answer to this one, but hmmmm let me think . i think that zhen’s the sort to sing songs loudly and obnoxiously just to be an annoying ass and lu’d join her, and then yu(f) would be really mega pissed because she’s right in the next room trying to do some work when these two tone-deaf idiots are screeching their lungs out in the kitchen so yes, zhen & lu’s singing would make yu(f) go absolutely feral. anything they sing. i think the OTHER yu(m) would go absolutely feral when jun, being a lil piece of shit who likes to get on his nerves, sings songs about rain. because yknow, yu(m)’s name means rain. right now the song i’m thinking of is jay chou’s 听见下雨的声音 (which means, listen to the sound of rain falling) and jun would sing it whenever yu(m) tries to say something because of, yknow, the title. and then blatantly ignore whatever yu(m)’s trying to say. so yes, the two yu(s) lead very sad lives. please give them more love. (though i’d understand if you don’t, one is an Antisocial Edgelord and one is an Edgy Antisocial Lording Over Others . there’s a difference) What would your OC go on an hours long rant about given the opportunity? for shou? anything. absolutely anything. off the top of my mind, the sun (i’ve mentioned this so many times, don’t even ask), names (names have meanings to him!! why is zhen called zhen and teng called teng? why is he called shou??? a lot of them don’t share in his sentiments but he has Very Strong Feelings about it) lu is about his sad existence as a little boy who is starving on the streets. he’d say it often in the kitchen, when zhen is preparing some food. zhen would be about rising costs of living and capitalism and having to work when they’re dead and yu(f) being a loser who only wants to work and teng being a loser who can’t get any girls and about how life is meaningless and the only solace is sleep and jia would rant with her for the fun of it yu(f) would rant about zhen, yu(m) would rant about jun, teng would rant about love and loneliness and ren would run away. (yes that was a pun, if you got it please appreciate) Do your OCs have tattoos? If not, would they ever get a tattoo? Why or why not? i think i’ve answered this somewhere before??? not very sure . but yea anyway shou thinks it’s blasphemous but he would also consider one, zhen can’t be bothered, lu is a little kid WHAT ARE YOU ASKING FROM HIM teng is deathly afraid of the pain and it’s plainly obvious, jun isn’t scared of the pain but can’t be bothered either but also might already have one, you never know, yu(f) thinks it’s a waste of money, yu(m)... i feel like he might have one, not sure why. jia probably has one, some nice gorgeous insta-worthy one on her collarbone or on her back. ren probably has one but he keeps it hidden and no one knows about it. You bump into your OC on the street unexpectedly. How do you react? oh no. which one? if i catch shou in a distracted mood, i probably can get away without him yammering in my ears. if it’s zhen, i’ll probably get sued for something and she’ll try to extort something from me. probably the bubble tea in my hands, or the money in my wallet. probably. for lu he’d extort food. even if it’s in my stomach. yu(f) would be the one who bumps into me and continues marching off because she is a busy woman and ain’t got time for this. ren would probably apologise and yknow, be a normal, nice human being. yu(m) would just stare and maybe walk away, but he looks fierce so it probs looks like he’s glaring and i’ll be scared shitless. or be pissed, depends on my mood. teng would apologise a lot a lot and offer to get my things (even if i hadn’t dropped them) and be a sputtering mess because unfortunately i am Woman and he cannot deal jun would ignore probably. depending on his mood, might make some cryptic comment that’s slightly disturbing. or he’d be really charming . who knows? jia would also probably react like a normal human being. not the nicest, but normal anyway. Which vines best describe your OCs? i am a failure and i don’t really know vines If your WIP is ever adapted into another form of media, what form would you like? Film, television, comic, podcast? Any others? sitcom, probably. also considering the amount of talking they do, maybe podcast. definitely not film. there’s no plot here. maybe theatre, just for fun. What is your favourite part about writing? what are you talking about?? Is you got to have a conversation with your favourite author, what would you talk about? the only author i can think of now is rick riordan and i’d talk about how i appreciate that he’s just doing what he wants and making it fun for him and diversity and lame humour and stupid characters and all that crap Have any writing habits or quirks? don’t write enough to have some. HAHA just kidding i have many many run-on sentences but i need them for RHYTHM and BEAT and FEELING you know???? long sentences are my jam and they help create music structure in writing do NOT TAKE THEM AWAY FROM ME also use oxford commas. sue me. What do you prefer: dialogue or action? stupid banter-ish dialogue. evocative atmospheric-ish contemplation and inner musings no one acts. Who is the first Writeblr you followed? Do you remember why you followed them? i really don’t know! sorry! --

1. Is there a trope you never get tired of? characters who share One brain cell. family. long rambling stories that go nowhere really bad humour yes some of these are not tropes, i am aware.

2. Who is your least favorite character in your WIP? Why? gasps!!! okay so let’s go down the list, i hate shou because he’s annoying as hell and he talks so much he himself gives 4k worth of dialogue in a single chapter, i hate zhen because she doesn’t do or admit to anything and trying to figure her out is like trying to get a worm to walk on two feet, i hate lu because he only talks about food and be a dirty lil kid, i hate ren because he is too nice and doesn’t think for himself, i hate teng because he gets easily bullied and he also talks too much for no damn reason, i hate jun because he keeps himself too deep and it’s impossible to get him to do anything serious, i hate yu(f) because she only works and literally there’s nothing to describe in her boring one bedroom can she get out of her room already, i hate yu(m) because i still don’t know him well enough after all these months, i hate jia because somehow i keep forgetting her in these tag games even though her presence is Big in the wip yup there you go. they’re all my least favourite.

3. Let’s say I’m planning to visit the setting of your WIP for a weekend. What should I take with me? What are the most important things for me to know beforehand? Which of your characters should I ask to be my guide? uh. i’d just say Don’t. don’t visit. it’s not a good thing, you can’t choose to visit anyway, you can’t take anything with you because yknow, well there’s this little chinese saying i kinda abide by for this wip and i’m lazy to type it out now but it was in my previous chinese mytho au drabble so yea also. guide????? maybe the safest might be ren, but also not really. hm. if you want an enthusiastic little puppy, choose shou. but he might talk your ears off and annoy you so you know, pick your poison 4.Beginning, middle, or end—which is the hardest for you as a writer?

middle

5. Which is more inspiring for you: music or visual art?

music!

6. Do you have any other creative interests and hobbies besides writing?

lol i have no interests okay really. hm. i used to draw a little bit but i’ve stopped, used to play piano but i’ve stopped, used to play cello but i’ve stopped. so yea, really, nothing much.

7. How close is your WIP now to what you were expecting it to be when you just started?

i’ve finished the first draft since the start of the year, which is great and i totally didn’t expect it! .... am barely into the second draft though, so that’s a bummer. you see, this is why sometimes you shouldn’t get achievements. once that one milestone is reached you just lie down there at the rest stop and never get up.

8. What are your plans for when you finish your WIP? Traditional publishing? Indie publishing? Putting it online for others to read for free?

traditional probs, because i don’t trust myself enough to do it on my own and i have little visual sensibilities so the cover would be hella ugly. also like, not even sure if traditional publishers would want my odd little plotless thing, but yknow, i like it.

9. Your MC is here. On your doorstep. Planning to spend the day with you. Oh, and they know you’re the author responsible for everything that’s going on in the story right now. Are you expecting it to be a nice conversation, or do you maybe want to run and hide? :D

thank god i consider my MC to be shou instead of zhen. oh yea he’ll have lots of questions and he’ll poke at my brains a lot and he’d be hella noisy and also he’ll be sweating a lot because of his clothes and long hair, but still thank god it’s shou for the rest of them, i’d run and hide in the bottom of the ocean.

10. Name a song that could be your villain’s personal anthem.

eh. there’s no villain. if you consider the author to be the villain though hMMM i have favourite songs but no personal anthems, sorry

11. Is there anything you would never, ever write a story about, even if you were offered a large sum of money to do so?

eh. probs something like a law drama-ish thing. too many long words and complex jargon, not my kinda thing.

>> i’ll be tagging @coffehousecreations @bookenders @aslanwrites @rktho-writes @bahay-kubo @aloonycynic @arte-muse @elliswriting @mvcreates @inkpot-dreamer @dc-writes and here are my questions (which i think are pretty interesting heh feel free to do it and tag me even if i haven’t tagged you for it!) 1) your wip is now set in percy jackson’s world (if you don’t know, it’s just a bunch of monsters from greek mythologies chasing after young kids who have powers. we’re assuming your OCs are all demigods here, so they have powers and are being chased). who would be the one flailing and crying for help? who would be the one standing in front and thinking of a solution? who would be the first one eaten and who would be the one to survive till they reach camp? 2) after barely escaping percy jackson’s world, they’re now thrown into harry potter. the dementors are everywhere. what are the bad memories that these dementors draw from your OCs? how do they react to it? (don’t worry, they’re saved before being given the kiss. somehow.) 3) they’re now plopped into the good place. who is in the good place, and who is in the bad place? (for those who don’t watch the show, well. i think this naming speaks for itself) 4) ah, bummer. some misfiling of paperwork from the higher-ups, sorry. your OCs are once again alive and kicking, but then things happen again and well, they’re in marvel and the Snap has just happened (i.e., people have suddenly disappeared into dust after an event and no one knows what happened to them). assuming individual scenarios for your OCs where each of them are the only one left in the group, how would they react and what are their coping mechanisms? 5) and then the Blip happens and everyone is back, after five years! hurray! once again, assuming individual scenarios for your OCs where each of them are the only one left in the group, and then everyone suddenly returns like nothing’s happened, how would they then react to this change of scenario? how do they adapt? 6) all is well for a while, until The Fire Nation Attacked. who runs away and hides in isolation? who joins the colonising forces? who attempts a rebellion? who concedes defeat and lets the enemies in? 7) alright, now let’s give your OCs a break. they’re back in school and it’s high school musical! which typical high school cliques are each of them in and why? 8) now we’re in deadpool and it’s time to break the 4th wall and change the focus to: the author. what kind of jokes / things do you want to include in your wip but can’t seem to, maybe because of genre restrictions or age restrictions or it just, well, doesn’t fit? (ryan reynolds would say to include it all anyway, but yknow, that’s because he has money) 9) following the ryan reynolds thread, what is the one most indulgent thing you’ve done in your writing / would do in your writing? 10) who is your favourite friends member and why? (this is important okay? to those who haven’t watched friends... i can’t really give you much of an explanation for this one and more importantly -- why??) 11) this is the end! what is the stupidest thing you’ve done in your / with regards to your writing? it can literally be anything -- a stupid spelling mistake, gaping plot hole, printing it out for a friend to read and missing a page, you can really go crazy with your answer here. okay thanks for reading this massive chunk of text and good day everyone!

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tenacityblitz · 4 years

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all the numbers u haven't done

roleplaying habits questions.

1. what’s a grammar rule you find yourself breaking or ignoring a lot?

Offhand I can’t really think of anything?? English is my first language so I don’t knowingly break any grammar rules anyway. Unless possible excessive use of commas counts bc I use commas a lot.

2. are there any languages besides english in which you think you could comfortably roleplay?

Unless Gibberish counts bc I learned that stupid crack language back when I was a kid but good lord I would not have the patience to actually type out a reply like that.

3. how often do you reach for a synonym dictionary when writing? how about mentally?

Sometimes but not too frequently. Depends on how flowery I’m trying to write something or if I’m thinking of a word but I don’t like the first descriptive word that came to mind for what I’m trying to express.

4. how often do you need to translate your own or the other’s writing with a dictionary or google when writing and reading replies?

Never tbh. Especially since I don’t RP in any other languages, all my RP partners have a good enough grasp on English that I can always tell what they were at least trying to say in their reply.

5. do you listen to music while your write?

I used to need music playing in the background to help me focus on doing drafts, but nowadays I need more silence than anything to help focus and produce what I think is a quality response to a longer thread. Short one or two liner things idc what’s in the background.

6. do you have ideal writing circumstances when you can do a lot of drafts or tackle really long ones very easily?

I can fluctuate with when I best write. Typically I write better at night when the house is quiet and any noise happening in the house is a noise I make, but I’ve had writing inspiration hit me at any time of the day before.

7. are you a morning, day, evening, or night writer?

Bold of you to assume I’m awake during morning hours that don’t include 5 AM bc I’m still awake haha. When I’m not swamped with commissions to do I typically write better during the day or at night when I’m the only person awake in the house and I don’t have any outside distractions from a person IRL.

8. how does tiredness affect your writing?

Not overly so sometimes, I know there’ve been times in the past where I powered through replies even though I wanted to go to bed just because I was riding the motivation train and I didn’t want to lose it and not get to those last replies for who knows how long. But on Discord at least I often have reply to Discord threads be one of the last things I do before I go to sleep so I go to bed knowing I don’t owe anyone a reply on there.

9. have you ever written a serious reply intoxicated?

Not a serious reply anyway. I’ve been on the dashboard before while intoxicated (ColossalCon East was a prime example haha) but I’ve never really RP’d while that intoxicated

10. how much do you proof-read as you are writing vs. proof-read at the end?

I’ll proof read as I go but also give it one last read before I actually hit publish.

11. when you are writing a reply, how much ahead in the thread do you plan?

Entirely depends on the thread. I could write it on the fly or I could have days to think about it from external factors keeping me from getting to the reply as soon as it comes back to me.

12. is there ever been a time when you’ve had to drop a roleplaying partner because you’ve found their writing style exhausting?

Yes actually, gather round for RP horror storytime haha. Flash back to 2013 while I was still in the Black Butler fandom. I stupidly decided to give writing Sebastian a try at the request of a Ciel I’d made friends with (probably through my old Alois or Lizzie blog). She was a nice enough girl, close enough to my age so she seemed plenty mature, and had been what I thought was a good enough writer to warrant trying my hand at a muse I wouldn’t have otherwise thought to try. Legit within days of me making the Sebastian blog she was getting super clingy in her IC posts making Ciel a whiny baby missing Sebastian, would try and guilt me in IC posts to get on and write with her, and I dealt with it for about two weeks before I deleted Sebastian’s blog without warning and deleted the girl off Skype. To this day it’s the only blog I think I’ve ever consciously deleted.

13. does writing roleplay things in public spaces make you uncomfortable?

Not really? I wouldn’t be crazy about a stranger reading over my shoulder while I was writing bc that’s just weird, but I’ve gone to Starbucks or one of the local malls before on my off days (back when I was still at my last job) and I’d do RP stuff there just to get out of the house.

14. how often do you need to change the icon in your reply while or after writing the reply?

Typically I don’t put in icons until I’m done writing the reply unless I go into the reply knowing exactly which one I want to use, or think of a good one while I’m writing it out.

15. do you first get in the “zone” when writing, or do you start writing and “enter” it that way?

Nowadays I just start writing and then get into the zone after I get the first reply done. Discord replies I can chug out any time of day without difficulty, but for whatever reason Tumblr I have to be in the right mindset for.

16. what is your biggest obstacle to writing every day, if time doesn’t count?

Back when I was at my last job, it would be getting a lot of writing muse while I was busy at work and unable to get on my own laptop or sneak onto Tumblr on an office computer and at least type out the bulk of a reply (yes I was employee of the month many times haha), and by the time I was able to get to my own computer or be safe enough to get on a work computer, that writing muse would be gone.

17. what’s your inbox count currently? what did you do to get it so high/low?

Right now I have 15 IC asks. I won’t lie, two of them are from last years Valentine’s Day bc I was away at Katsucon at the time of receiving them and by the time I got home I still just never got around to answering the asks, but I didn’t want to delete them either so I just kept them for posterity. Some are from this past Christmas that I was terrible and haven’t answered yet bc I’ve been so swamped with commissions, some are from other random meme’s I’ve reblogged and gotten an ask or two for and also just never got around to. I’m horrible at replying to asks most of the time and I know it but I always appreciate whenever people take the time to send me an IC one.

18. how many drafts is a paralysing amount?

I’d guess I’d say over 15 like para thread replies would make me be like -insert meme song- ‘how could this happen to meeeee’. I’m not quite at that point yet but I’ll get there eventually if I’m not careful lol.

19. if you are writing a wrong reply that’s not working out, do you save what you have to be continued at another date, or do you scrap it and rewrite?

Usually I would just draft what I have and go back to it. I can’t remember the last time I scrapepd an unfinished draft and completely rewrote it.

20. longest reply you’ve ever writen on mobile?

N/A because I don’t do replies on mobile. I’ll send asks on mobile but I never reply to actual IC things while on my phone unless it’s something stupid and cracky or one-liner-ish.

21. does the total amount of threads you have going on matter to you, or just how many you owe?

Doesn’t really matter. I can have one thread with one person, I could have five threads with one person. @shinvcho is an example of the latter lol

22. what’s your thought process when you format? any unspoken rules you follow?

I’ve kept to the same formatting for years and years tbh. I’m too lazy to do excessive formatting beyond italicizing and/or bolding specific words for emphasis and spacing out the start of a new paragraph. Anything more than that to me is just tedious and unnecessary; I don’t want to make it difficult for my partners to read.

23. how does your follower count affect your mood?

Anyone who says they don’t appreciate or enjoy even a small spike in followers is a liar, because we live in an age where validation is held in high regard and it feels good to get the validation of seeing more people enjoy what we do on our blogs enough to put us on their dashboards. But it also doesn’t really matter to me when I lose followers because I have a mutual checker so I can unfollow a mutual back if they did so first so I don’t feel uncomfy still following someone who no longer wanted me on their dash lol.

#ooc #THIS IS WHY I QUESTIONED HOW MUCH U ACTUALLY LOVE ME I HAD TO DO BASICALLY ALL OF THEM LOL #creturae

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eldritchsurveys · 5 years

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thanks for the tag, @domek-klauna

Choose two dead celebs who could be your biological parents - explain why? >> I tried to think of a good answer to this but what immediately popped into my head was that Oxford comma defense post... let me see if I can find a screencap of it

So, you know.

If you had additional rooms in your house - which theme would they have? (for example - clowns) >> I don’t much care for themed rooms, I like rooms to develop organically.

If you were living in the past - which job that doesn’t exist anymore - would you like to have? >> I can’t imagine living in the past, at all. There are too many variables to consider, and those are just the variables I know of.

Which animal are you afraid of? >> I’m not afraid of any animal. I mean, obviously if I was in the middle of the savannah and a hungry lion was stalking me, I’d be afraid, but not because I’m afraid of lions in general -- I’m just situationally afraid of the lion that is literally about to eat me.

How would your wedding boquet look like? >> I’m not going to be the one holding a bouquet. I think hers is going to have sunflowers in it, from what I remember her saying a couple of weeks ago.

What kind of game would you like to play that doesn’t exist yet? >> I can’t think of a game I would like that doesn’t already exist in some form.

Did you ever created an artificial language? If you did - write a short sentence in that language and translate if you want! >> No.

What is one thing you would never ever eat? >> I don’t know. Shit? LOL

Which color is best for the bathroom and which for the kitchen in your opinion? >> I think that depends on the look you’re going for. There are various colour combinations that work wonderfully, but each one evokes a different mood.

Pick a song you like that has no music video and tell me how the music video, done by you for this song, would look like! >> Whew, that’s a lot of work. I used to do this a lot when I was a teenager (even for songs that already had videos), but I’ve gotten out of that habit.

Is there a music video that you would like to see turned into a movie or a tv show? Which one? >> No, I think music videos are pretty self-contained. I like the short, intense stories they tell -- short and intense by virtue of the song length, which demands a special kind of creativity. You have to be able to tell a coherent and arresting story in less than 5 minutes, and you have to do it in a way that... lines up with the musical elements, I guess is the way to put it. --I’ve been into music videos for most of my life, so I have a real passion about them, heh.

Which character in your favorite movie do you hate the most? >> I don’t hate anyone in my favourite movie.

Which non-existing (sci-fi and such) weapon and/or vehicle would you like to own/use? >> I can’t even drive a regular car or shoot a regular gun, I think I’ll pass.

How do you think the world will end? >> I don’t think it will at all.

Do you own anything clown related? If yes - show me! >> Nope. Oh, wait, we have a Pennywise plush that has been chilling in the back window of Sparrow’s car for like a year and a half. We got it from a HorrorBox back when she was still subscribed to that, lmao.

Which plant do you think should be in every home? >> I have no opinion.

How would your garden look like (if you want any at all)? >> I’d want a garden with diverse native flora in it. Nothing less, nothing more.

How many arms would you like to have? What about eyes? You can add where would you place them on your body (like on the back of your head for example)! >> Well, being that I identify with spiders, I guess being many-limbed and many-eyed would suit me best. It’d be funky to be that but also have a human shape, though, wouldn’t it... *flails a bunch of useless arms*

What kind of bag is your favorite? (or which bag you own is your fav) >> ---

Which antique in your opinion is the most interesting/beautiful? Do you own it? Post a pic! >> I... I have no answer for this.

If you were a celebrity - which celebs you would befriend? >> I can’t imagine being a celebrity. It sounds like a horrific and unnatural existence, to me.

If you were going to make a horror movie that you would be scared of yourself - what would it be about/how would it look like? >> Honestly, I can’t imagine a horror movie that’d legitimately frighten me. The things that do scare me are so personal and dependent on my subjective perspective that it’s really difficult -- if not impossible -- to externalise them into cinematic elements. If that makes any sense.

If you could take a pill that would cure smth in you that isn’t an illness - what would you be cured off? >> Why would I want to cure something that isn’t an illness...?

How would you name your own country if you had one? >> I have no desire to run a country. Not even a hypothetical one.

#surveys #survey #random survey

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foruneyti · 5 years

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This might be kinda a odd question and idk if you’ll know what i mean but, does writing fics for loki make it hard for you to enjoy other fics by other people? like for example i make video edits on instagram (like the ones under #lokiedit) but since i started editing him myself i have a habit of picking apart other people’s edit and i don’t really like watching them anymore. is it the same thing with writing or not really? Lol ignore this if it’s too confusing ahh

I definitely know what you mean! And yes, that’s what happened to me too. Well, partially? I started writing Loki fics because there weren’t enough stories I liked (I was already very picky), but after I started writing I could barely even get myself to read through other fics until the end. As a young girl who was fairly untrained in English I could read over bad grammar without even noticing it, but I now get thrown off by it and the image the story had created in my mind is often broken or at the very least interrupted. Of course my own grammar isn’t always perfect and as a non-native English speaker I understand the struggle of writing in another language, so I don’t blame the author, but when there are so many mistakes (which are easily fixed with a spelling check or a quick Google search) I just can’t keep reading. Then there is characterisation, writing style, plot, and kinks. I’ll explain what I mean, but be warned: I can be very, very harsh.

Characterisation. Recently a friend sent me a Loki x Reader fic that she very much enjoyed when she was younger (she hasn’t reread it since), but I barely got past the first 3 chapters and called it a day at 7. The main character was, to put it bluntly, a whiny and rather unintelligent teenager who chose her fists (and dance moves) over talking it out or simply rationalising the situation. Full caps were used quite often for screamed sentences, the things the characters said were supposed to be funny yet didn’t even come close to making me laugh, and though Loki’s characterisation wasn’t the worst there was simply no reason for him to even want to come close to the main character. At least, if I had been him, I would have kept a fair amount of distance.

Now, if the characterisation of the main character had been more layered, I might not have minded the ‘fists over mind’ trait since it would have made for good character development. But the childish yelling and her just doing whatever she wants even if no rational person would do it - that was just something I couldn’t enjoy reading.

Characterisation is just so important; to have characters with depth, with motivations, morals, and values that fit their history and their personality. It could make or break a story.

Writing style. If the grammar and spelling are fine then usually I can continue reading without trouble; but this is where the writing style comes in. Sometimes I come across a fic that checks all the other boxes: it has good characterisation, a good plot, no kinks I’m not into, and great grammar/spelling; so of course I’m excited and keep reading. But after a while I find myself getting more and more annoyed with certain choices an author has made. Writing all paragraphs as one big chunk of text without blank lines in between? Okay, fair enough; I wouldn’t have done the same but it’s a valid choice. Not using a new line for when a different character is speaking but writing it directly after the other character said something? Writing only short sentences without using commas, colons, semicolons, or dashes? Now that easily becomes annoying.

I begin to think about scenes and things the characters say and how I would have done it differently; what the story needs or lacks, and how I would try to fix the moments of confusion I occasionally experience as a reader. It then becomes nearly impossible for me to keep reading, because at this point it’s not reading for my own pleasure anymore - it’s analysing a text. This can be very valuable, of course; yet when you just want to enjoy a good fic it is more than a little exhausting.

Plot. This one isn’t too important for me personally, as long as it doesn’t get out of hand. Again, when a story checks all the other boxes but lacks a plot I can most likely keep reading. The absence of a plot can get a little boring but cute little moments can make up for it, and the presence of an over-the-top plot can be a bit annoying; yet seeing the characters react to the situations might be interesting if done well. When plot holes keep appearing, however; or when the story takes a drastic turn and becomes super-dramatic without good reason, I might stop reading.

Of course there are tropes and tags I generally avoid in the first place: plots with a lot of drug abuse for example are not my thing. Which is why tagging is so important. I know it can be hard to tag a fic without spoiling major events, but at least put trigger warnings in there or at the top of a chapter; and if getting too specific will spoil the plot then try to use more generalised wording. Luckily I don’t have many triggers, but I’ve read some fics that desperately needed some extra tags to warn future readers.

Kinks. Because I write my own stories I can add my own kinks to them or leave them out - which is also the case for all the other writers who write their own stories. More often than not, the master/pet kink is used when Loki is involved; and since I am totally not into that it makes me drop a fic almost instantly. Sadly this means I can’t read about 80% of all Loki fanfiction; and when you’re as picky as me with the mindset of a writer, that leftover 40% is next to nothing.

So yes! Sorry for the long answer to a simple question. I’m sure the things you pay attention to as a video editor are very different from the things I pay attention to as a writer and I thought I’d give you some examples of how that same thing bothers me differently! It’s honestly quite interesting in theory; though in practice it’s vexing haha

#me #writing #writing advice #sort of?#indirect writing advice maybe lol #anon #ask #replies #responses #anonymous

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Weekly Roundup 3

It’s hard to believe we’re almost half way through the fest! Big thanks to everyone who’s been reading, commenting, kudosing, reblogging, liking, and otherwise hyping the submissions!

There’re many more wonderful submissions coming up in the second half--enjoy! <3

ART:

Title: Breaths Against Skin Artist: Anonymous Prompt: #20 Rating: Mature Warnings/Content Notes: Consensual sex, enthusiastic consent, romance, fluff, communication, partial nudity, implied sexual content, implied rimming, established relationship, Sectumsempra scars Summary: Harry has picked up a habit of breathing “May I?” against Draco’s skin. Medium: Digital Artist’s Notes: Thank you to J for the beta on the drabble! For the theme of consent I wanted to depict them almost, but not quite kissing to show Harry waiting for Draco to give his consent first. I also used hearts and dialogue to signify the communication between partners. The accompanying drabble draws more on the theme of consent shown in the art in order to show Harry’s habit of asking before doing each step of the way, to continuously check consent with his partner instead of assuming the first yes is a blanket yes.

Breaths Against Skin

FIC:

Title: Everything That Happens is From Now On Author: First-time Fest Participant ⚡️⚡️⚡️ Prompt: # 68 Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic depictions of violence; Rape/Non-con Summary: After surviving a brutal assault, Draco tries to navigate the tumultuous waters of his mind, and embrace a bit of love and trust in his life. After all, the smallest steps forward can begin to heal the most fractured of souls. Word count: 42695 Author’s notes: Although I have used archive warnings, I’d just like to reiterate my chosen tags for the story in this note. Trigger Warnings: sexual assault, depictions of violence and sexual assault, emotional/physical depictions and discussions concerning the aftermath of rape and rape trauma. In addition to these warnings, there are endnotes on chapters one, three, and five, as well. Please. Your mental health is important, so please do not read/stop reading if this may trigger you. This is very much Draco’s journey towards recovery, no one journey is the same as another, and recovery is never a straight line. I tried to write this story with that in mind while navigating an extremely difficult topic.

Everything That Happens is From Now On

Title: Tell Me How You Like It Author: First-time Fest Participant ⚡️⚡️⚡️ Prompt: # 29 Rating: Explicit Warnings/Content Notes: Explicit Summary: It’s a beautiful sunny day, and when Ron is laid up in the common room with a broken ankle, he gets more of a glimpse into his best friend’s private life than he ever might have wanted! Word Count: 3306 Author’s Notes: This fic was written for the HD Consent Fest. The rest of the fics from this fest can be found here. Huge thanks to s and w for the beta reads!! Usual disclaimer: I own none of this. I’m just playing in the sandbox. Please see the end notes for the prompt.

Tell Me How You Like It

Title: Show Me Author: Anonymous Prompt: #28 Rating: E Warnings/Content Notes: None Summary: On Harry and Draco’s anniversary, they decide to try something new, but Draco won’t do anything he isn’t 100% sure Harry wants. So Harry tells him, every step of the way. Word Count: 2.5k Author’s Notes: This was for Prompt #28 which was: “Character A makes character B beg for it before they do stuff.” This turned out differently than what I had originally planned, but I had a lot of fun writing it, and I learned a lot, too! Shout out to H for the alpha read, and @n for the beta! And of course to the wonderful mods for hosting this fest!

Show Me

Title: Purity Control Author: Anonymous Prompt: 83 Rating: T Warnings/Content Notes: PLEASE NOTE that this fic contains a very brief, non-explicit mention that Draco experienced sexualised assault during the war. Summary: In which Harry tries to ignore his trauma with fantasy Quidditch but Malfoy’s Thereness™ is distracting and all his classmates want to talk about is unicorns, virginity, and Muggle music. Word Count: 28500 Author’s Notes: Dear Prompter, Your inspired prompt demanded that I write it. It was a joy and a labour of love and I hope that you like it. This fic is rated T for profane language (my favourite) and discussions of “virginity” (hard air quotes). Thanks: A huge thank you to my betas, whose beatification I will be applying for now that this fic is finished and I have time again. Thanks also to 4G, who enriched this story. Final thank you to the mods for making this fest happen! Disclaimer: Harry Potter is the property of JK Rowling. No money is being made from this fic. This is purely for entertainment purposes (i.e., me giving myself jollies about unicorns).

Purity Control

Title: Come Inside Author: First-time Fest Participant ⚡️⚡️⚡️ Prompt: #90 Rating: NC-17 Warnings/Content Notes: None. Summary: “Can I come inside you?�� Harry asks, his voice a breathy whisper. And Draco nods, just once, ever so slightly, biting his plump bottom lip and looking deeply into Harry’s eyes.

At least, that’s how Harry imagined it going.

Word Count: 4766 Author’s Notes: During my two visits to Planned Parenthood, I was asked screening questions about Domestic Violence. I thought that was awesome, so I included similar questions during Harry’s visit to the clinic. Thanks to my betas A & S for all of your time, help, and encouragement. And thank you SO much to my prompter and the mods for allowing me explore this very, very hot kink and the issues of consent surrounding it.

Come Inside

Title: The Magic Cat Author: Anonymous Prompt: # 34 Rating: Explicit Warnings/Content Notes: No archive warnings apply Summary: When Harry sees Draco Malfoy with painted nails and wearing an oversized jumper covered in cat fur, his obsession from school comes back in full force. Featuring supportive friends, cute cats and lots of Harry figuring out what he wants. Word Count: 17,455 Author’s Notes: Thank you so much for the wonderful prompt, I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. A huge thank you to D and M for being quick and insightful betas. Any remaining mistakes are entirely my own. Lastly, thank you to the mods for putting this fest together (and thank you for the small extension)!

The Magic Cat

Title: In the Ways That Matter Author: Anonymous Prompt: #10 Rating: Mature Warnings/Content Notes: Past Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Mentions of Alcoholism Recovery Summary: Falling asleep with Harry Potter mid-argument, while completely pissed, was something Draco could never have predicted happening when he returned for his repeat seventh-year at Hogwarts. But it happened. And then it happened again. And again. At some point the alcohol was gone, and they were just falling asleep side by side night after night, escaping nightmares together. It isn’t anything more than that, even if sometimes it really feels like it is. Word Count: 9025 Author’s Notes: So I claimed the prompt ‘one of the two is asexual (but not sex-repulsed)’. I enjoyed writing for this prompt, as it’s something I’ve been wanting to write for a while. I hope that you enjoy it! Beta’d by E.

In the Ways That Matter

Title: just drink this and we can do whatever you want Author:First-time Fest Participant ⚡️⚡️⚡️ Prompt: 84 Rating: General Warnings/Content Notes: NA Summary: Harry was tired of people trying to dose him with love potions, so he decided to create a charm to counter it. Now he only need to test it, unfortunately (or not) it doesn’t work as he was expecting. Word Count: 23677 words Author’s Notes: Many thanks to G for being so patient with me, for listening to me all the times I got insecure over the plot, or the sub-plot, or the relationships, and for helping me think all the times I got stuck! Thank you so much to my wonderful beta T for understanding what I wanted to say and making sure other people would be able to understand, too. And for erasing all the wrong commas, Merlin only knows how many commas you erased! And the amazing mods that answered all my questions quickly and patiently, you deserve all the credits for this amazing fest!

*The names of the potions used in this fic were taken from the movies, and are considered by me one of the only good things the movies did.

just drink this and we can do whatever you want

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not-gae-cuz-i-like-straight-wae · 3 years

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Part 2: Here we go again

So Jeansaaa wrote another message and I don't feel like putting too much effort in my answer, because I actually shouldn't give him/her any more attention, but I think I can make things even a bit more clear this time for all other people out here on Tumblr. Also, I blocked him/her now instead, because she/he seems to be incapable of keeping me blocked... I'm gonna talk to him/her, so I'll use "you", because that's more easy and direct then him/her or they.

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You first started of by saying (in the title) that you made a response post becasue responding to a re-blog in mobile is hard (smiley included), which is not very important... Then you followed with "for context look at my re-blog below" and thereafter, your message actually started.

Before I copy-paste the first part I'm responding to, I wanna say: use punctuation, dude! Your whole message is like one long sentence with commas.

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Okay, that being said, let’s begin:

I just wanna be done with This, the reason why I texted this 🙃 (the “smiley face”) after I said “don’t worry i’ll block you” is because it was supposed to be passive aggressive, I un-blocked you by accident (because I’m a clumsy mess, and I didn’t even know I un-blocked you until after you private messaged me about it), and I told people to block you, because this kind of stuff can make people incredibly uncomfortable,(and you’re being blatantly homophobic which I’m sure nobody within the lgbtq+ Community would like to see that)

Yeah, I'm glad I decided on blocking you myself! I'm not someone who blocks others. I'm not gonna hide from someone that doesn't share my opinion. Just acting like a little child and press that block button. I'd rather have normal conversations or even discussions like not-little-kids, teens and adults do (that's why I take so much time to explain myself as much as possible), but that blocking-unblocking-blocking-unblocking started to become quite annoying.

Also, I think people can decide for themselves whether they wanna block me or not. We're not all imbeciles, you know? And probably the only reason why people would even go to your blog and see you telling them to block me, is because of me. Right now, you literally got seven posts and almost all of them have to do with me (exceptions: 2). Kinda feel honored, really, but I actually pretty much regret bringing you in the spotlight now. If I hadn't reblogged your post, I doubt it if anyone would've ever seen your blog...

no matter how much you sugar coat it, supporting straight pride is under the umbrella of homophobia,

It's not, though. Don't make up your own definitions. Homophobia is showing dislike of or prejudice against gay people.

you’re basically saying that putting up lgbtq+ posters, making lgbtq+ safe-spaces won’t work, and you’re wrong, I live in Florida, a very anti-lgbtq+ State, I’ve been a victim of homophobia / transphobia ,

Posters won't stop homophobia / transphobia. Neither people who don't like your behaviour nor people who already accept your behaviour will change their behaviour because of a poster. Or at the very least, it will only anger those "very-dangerous-straights-that-hunt-you-guys" that you're talking about, more. But I know why you like those posters. You want those posters to be hanged up because you want to be the "star of the show". And that, I have to admit, IS working.

and when I see a poster, or even just a small sticker saying, lgbtq+ safe space, it just makes me feel better about myself ,

Honestly, that you need POSTERS and STICKERS to make you feel better about yourself, already tells me more than enough about your self confidence. WOW.

and yes you’re not “victimized”or “oppressed” if you Truly think you are

Dude, I literally said I know I'm not (in real life, because online, the story is a lot different these days).

answer this , have you’re parents ever kicked you out for being straight?, have you ever been bullied for being straight?, have you been called slurs for being straight?, have you ever hated yourself for being straight?,

No, why would I get kicked out / bullied / called a slur? WHY would I hate myself? I seriously don't know how to respond to this. Just an example: if a alcohol addicted person would ask me "have YOU ever felt bad for NOT feeling the need to drink?" I'd also be like... "Err. NO."

and about the gay friends, what you said is basically the same as, “I’m not racist because I have black Friends”, it doesn’t matter what friends you have your still homophobic. (Sorry if the formatting is weird, i’m not the best at writing, but I hope I got the point across)

I hate that nasty habit of you all to make comparisons with racism in discussions with lgbt+ topics. It's not the same! I know it's a filthy trick of yours to pretend like it IS all the same, but I'm not falling for that! I'm NOT a racist! Besides, I didn't say "I'm not homophobic, because I have gay friends". It was just something I added. I did give enough actual reasons for why I'm not homophobic, though.

This time, to even clearify that point MORE (when will I ever be done clearifying myself, hahaha), I'm gonna take that alcohol addicted person (shortening it to: AAP) as an example again. I don't support people to be alcohol addicted. It's their own choice. Imagine if that AAP wants to campaign for allowing drunk people to drive. I'm very much against that. The AAP gives alcohol to his/her children (and might pass the addiction to them). I'm most definitely against that too (because it has impact on the next generation). When he's/she's in the mood, the AAP drinks him-/herself half to death. I find that disgusting. I find it inhuman. I find that this person should work on some self-control over his/her desires! Having all these thoughts about the AAP, still doesn't make me AAP-phobic, though. Because if this person encounters me (in a not drunk state, of course), I will act normally towards him/her. I might tell him/her what I think about the addiction, but I'm not being a hateful person by doing so. I don't show dislike / prejustice against people that are addicted to alcohol (I also don't know why I should have to know about someone's alcohol addiction in the first place). And if the whole world starts to campaign for all AAP's due to an agenda that's been executed and they push it all in my and everyone’s face and I'm against THAT, it STILL doesn't make me AAP-phobic. That would make me AAP-agenda-phobic. Or that would make me changing-the-world-wrongly-phobic. Or altering-general-morality-phobic. Because YES. That IS what I am. I'm not lgbtqabcxyz-phobic, but I'm most certainly against all this brainwashing and mindcontrolling that's happening nowadays. This is what I told someone recently in a similar discussion (it’s “ABC”, the person I still intend to respond to on my blog and I wrote this in our private chat too):

“Look, you just can't expect everyone to just accept everything. You can't expect everyone to alter the vision of reality. You can't expect everyone to just be a leaf in the wind. To go with the flow. I know lots of people are like that, but I'm not. If they would suddenly tell me eating through your ears is just as normal as through your mouth, no matter how many people would agree with that, no matter how many people would tell me I'm crazy for thinking otherwise, my opinion would remain unchanged. That's just me. I don't wanna be a leaf. I'd rather be a tree. Only I'd try to stay in my grounds even during thunderstorms or in a hurricane... Hopefully, you can understand that.”

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Jeansaaa’s message ended here initially, but then:

Edit: holy fucking shit, I re-read you’re response, it’s even worse then I remember, so I will add a bit more to this,

All right first of all you said being lgbtq+ was ABNORMAL, (wow that is really not helping your case) it’s not at all, it’s just as “normal” as being straight, people have been lgbtq+ for fucking CENTURIES,

Even now, lgbt+ still ISN’T the NORM in the world (I know some would love to see that differently, but I’m (not) afraid that won’t ever be the case). So that’s a FACT. And yes, a lot of people have been a lot of things for centuries, but what kind of argument is that?! That people are or do something, doesn’t make it normal. Some people are in jail. Some people are in mad houses. Some psychopaths walk around freely, but does that mean all that is normal too? No, it doesn’t. Your argument is bad. VERY bad.

even animals can be gay, if you do even the slightest bit of research you’ll see

And you know when? When they’re in ABNORMAL situations!

( but Seeing how your skull is as thick as concrete, you probably won’t ),

Thanks! I’m taking that as a compliment! I’m very happy if my skull really is as thick as concrete instead of as thin as paper (or even thinner)! Or else everyone (such as (social) media) would be able to just fill my head with whatever they want! Mold and knead me however they please! That would be one of the last things I’d want to happen. I got a brain for a reason. I got a brain to use it. To think for myself, using logic and not other people’s opinions.

now let’s move onto the second homophobic thing you said, you don’t support the lgbtq+ movement because of a so-called “ agenda”, why are you so mad?, Is it because straight relationships aren’t pushed in your face as much as it was back then?, ( magazines, Books, TV shows, billboards, straight relationships are literally everywhere and you’re COMPLAINING) you probably saw like one poster one day with a gay couple and freaked out,

Firstly, I’m not the “mad” one here. I’m angry about various things, but not “mad”. Secondly, straight relationships indeed aren’t pushed in my face as much as it was in back in the old days, but I don’t care about that. It’s lgbt+ that’s been forcefully pushed in my face CONSTANTLY (and it is) that bothers me so much!

Because NO. I didn’t “saw like one poster one day with a gay couple and freaked out”. That’s what I’ve been telling / explaining since pretty much my very first post about this! Saying this, makes me wonder if you can even read? Or else, you’ve obviously not read the parts of my posts in which I spoke about the hundreds of lgbt+ flags, many lgbt+ zebra crossings and lgbt+ wall paintings, lgbt+ public transport vehicles and to that list I can add the lgbt+ posters and stickers you spoke about, all lgbt+ promoting articles, shows and programms on the news everywhere (news papers and online) and on television, initiatives and activities of schools because of lgbt+, the countless lgbt+ campaigns that are being held, all other kinds of lgbt+ support of millions of people that just follow the herd AND the entire internet, including - of course - our most favorite straightphobic place, Tumblr (and I believe Twitter is pretty much like that (or even worse) as well). And who knows what else I’m not even aware of?! Ah, yes. And NOT to forget: the entire PRIDE MONTH. Because your kind of people are better than us straights, aren’t you?!

Really “like one poster one day with a gay couple”. REALLY.

please just stop,

I stop whenever I want...

nothing is gonna convince me that you’re not homophobic, because you’re clearly are

Nothing is gonna convince ME that you’re not STUPID, because you (not “you’re”) clearly are, stupid.

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I’m not even gonna respond extensively to the tags. They’re the stupidest things ever. I’ve never tagged my lgbt+ posts with the Arch-Illager OR Minecraft Dungeons tag, so Jeansaaa is just being a jerk for doing that anyway.

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That’s all. It turned out to be a very long response. Once I start typing, the words just flow from my head to and out of my fingers on the keyboard to the screen. And that. That was indeed a strange sentence. But... poetic... right? (No? Oh.)

#this must be #like #my longest post to date #and yeah #discussing lgbt+ again #well #as long as i get my message conveyed #it's fine

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authordai · 6 years

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