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yennasun · 1 year

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Helloooo!! I really love your writings, especially the angst and the boxing! Makes me remember that one boxer guy who do silly dances after hitting his opponent and got 1 shot right after.

Your drabbles and journals are so detailed and well thought that i cant get enough of them. The way you write boxing is very amazing too. Who knows, maybe I'm going to start learning anatomy just to draw MT in the way you describe him 😂

Also, do you mind if I request a drabble of.. MT getting turned into his 15 y/o self where he was still in the middle of his creator's whole insanity thing (With lots of trauma and paranoia sauce, please) while living in the same house with the color sticks? Or RGOBYP as they say it.

Or maybe

A drabble where RGOBYP finds a box of cassettes of MT's creator handling MT? Just like yours, MT's Creator likes to abuse, lock him in a room, and objectify him. While the RGOBYP watches cassette!MT gets hits over and over again by cassettes!Creator, he keeps smiling whilst crying, insisting that he does deserves it. Oh yeah, Alan is watching too. I like this one better ヽ⁠༼⁠⁰⁠o⁠⁰⁠；⁠༽⁠ノ

I'm so sorry if im very hard to understand or my request is too bad 😭😭 i like seeing MT getting wrecked hard and suffering. Hurt comfort characters really hits different.

Thank you in advance and good luck with your drawing/music journey!

Aw thank you so much! I'm always happy to know others appreciate the work I put out even if it isn't always the best.

And I think I'll do both, I start with the first and start writing the second one either later today or sometime tomorrow.

This is actually an Idea I've been playing with for awhile so I only have the gist of what I want, I'm gonna do a bit of free-form writing so here goes.

"Cmon sec, just try it!" Blue pleaded, holding a bottle of blueish liquid out at him.

"Absolutely not blue, last time I took one of you & yellows mystery potions I went through the rest of the day in slow motion!" He said as he swatted blues hand away, nearly launching the bottle to the ground.

"This one's different second, it shouldn't have any adverse effects like the last one..." Yellow interjected

"If I remeber correctly, you said those exact same words to green!" Second pointed at the pair

"Yeeaahhh we did..." the two said in unison, remembering what happened that day.

"But won't you just try it?" Blue begged again

"Not no, but HELL NO!" He yelled turning to the hallway leading to his room.

The two were left in silence for the moment.

"We'll that could've gone better..." Yellow said awkwardly

"Yeah...so how are we gonna do this?" Blue asked, knowing one of them was gonna have to be the test dummy.

"Rock, paper, scissors?" Yellow asked.

"Probably the easiest way." Blue Said putting his fist in the palm of his other hand.

Yellow did the same and started the game.

"Rock...paper...sci-"

"Wait!" she was cut off by blue, who was looking into the kitchen.

She looked as well and saw "the tall fruit" going through the fridge, no doubt looking for his umpteenth drink of the day...she saw an idea flicker through blues eyes.

"I think I found our test subject..." he said diabolically

"You really think he'll agree to this? That's cute bluey" she smiled, shaking her head

"He likes alcohol doesn't he...?" Yellow picked up on the plan and sucked a breath in through her teeth

"That's low blue, real low. Even for you..."

"The alternative is one of us taking it...I don't wanna take it, do you?" He tilted his head in question.

"...good point." She said

The two entered the kitchen only to find MT nearing the hallway leading to his room.

"Hey mango!" Blue called out

He didn't answer at first and instead just kept walking.

"Hey mango, buddy! I got something for you!" He called out as the two followed him.

Not even bothering to answer or turn to them, he sped his pace up and closed his door behind him.

MT could hid on the other side of his bed as he hears the Knocks on the door behind him.

"Hey mango, cmon out we wanna show you something" he hears blue say from the other side, among others things.

"Go away just go. Away." He whispered

"So tired of this...go away you assholes..." he whispered as his voice ceased.

He hid behind his bed for a few seconds of silence and thought he was in the clear, until...

"Hey, d'ya lose something back there?" Blue said from behind him, as he'd failed to notice them enter his room.

MT yelled in surprise.

"Yeah I lost peace and quiet!" He yelled as he stood up.

"What do you need, what do you want, can I not just enjoy silence for one day?!"

"Well...me and yellow tried our hand at making some scotch. We know you like this stuff so we thought you'd wanna try" he said offering the bottle to MT.

At the mention of scotch, his whole demeanor had changed.

"Well why didn't you just say so?" He asked snatching the bottle out of his hand.

He uncorked it and brought it up to his nose.

He then took a small sip.

"Taste less like scotch and more like...blueberry. good, I hate the taste of scotch." He inspected the bottle once more

"Well, cheers." He said before downing the entire bottle.

His head drooped down slightly and he held the bottle out for blue to take, but his grip was so light that it slipped out of his jand and shattered on the floor.

"Haah...what was in that stuff..." he said through labored breaths

"What are you talking about? What's happening? Blue is that supposed to be happening?!" Yellow sputtered as her panic rose.

"No it no-shit!" He yelled as MT crumbled to the floor.

The two looked at eachother, looked down to the motionless MT and back at eachother.

Yellow breathed in deep and drew her head up, ready to yell at the top of her lungs.

"SECO-MMMPHH" she was cut off by blue placing a firm hand over her mouth.

"Shut up ypu idiot, seconds gonna fucking murder us if he sees this!" Yellow tried to pry his hand off and the two struggled until the room filled with a blue smoke.

They found the source of the smoke coming from where MT once lie, it completely engulfed leaving him invisible.

The two stood and stared in awe as blue took his hand off yellows mouth.

The smoke cleared and they saw the clothes my was wearing but they were crumpled.

"Oh no...! Did we kill him?!" Yellow began panicking

"Shit shit shit!" Blue began to panic as well.

Until they saw movement from within the heap of clothes.

Out of them stood MT...but they wouldn't have been able to tell otherwise had it not been for his color.

He was short...around the same height as purple!

The clothes that were made for a massive 6'5 frame had fallen off the now 5'7 MT.

The two got a good look at his build.

He was around purples height but was probably heavier than blue, he was small but wide. Not fat, but fit and stocky but despite that, he still held childlike features.

"What the hell...the de-ager was supposed to be mental, not physical..."

"How old do you think he is...?" Yellow asked

"If I had to guess...about 14 or 15...maybe 13." This drew a disgusted huff from yellow

"Some people get all the physical gifts, he already looks like an adult...remember how I looked when I was 14?"

"Yeah, thin as a rail...so not much has changed" Blue laughed before getting hit in the shoulder.

They turned back towards MT, who was snapping his gaze anxiously from blue to yellow.

Yellow approached first, crouching down slightly and putting a hand out.

"Hey buddy...we're not gonna hurt you. Can you talk?" She asked softly

The small figure continued looking at the two nervously.

"I don't think he can speak..." Blue Said, taking a step towards him

The second he inched closer, MT stepped back crossed his arms over his face defensively.

Blue Backed up, then the two decided it was time.

"Second!" They yelled in unison, making MT nearly jump out of his skin and leaving him shaking violently.

"Oh...bad idea..." Yellow said

"Seriously you guys could just come knock on my do- oh you dumb motherfuckers..." second said as he entered the room, rubbing his eyes once he took in the sight.

Normally second would be yelling at the two but this time he just sounded so...done.

"What'd you two do this time?" He asked with a dejected breath

The two blabbered out what happened, letting all their built up panic out in unison, making their respective explanations inaudible.

Second stared at the two in bewilderment for a second before yelling.

"Quiet both of you! What happened?"

"We de-aged MT!" They yelled in unison.

"You've gotta be shitting me..." he rubbed his eyes again.

He looked over the small stick and laughed internally at the sight.

Having to look down to meet eyes with him is the most cursed image my mind could've possibly drawn up...but here we are.

He sighed

"How old is he now?"

"14 or 15" second sputtered at the answer.

"THATS 14?! What were his parents feeding him? he looks heavier than you and twice as fit!" He pointed at blue.

"Dude...ouch!" Blue said at the quip.

Second was always better with kids than everyone else.

He got close to MT, who had his back against the wall with his shoulders perched up tight and stressed.

Once he got close enough, he knelt down in front of him.

"Hey bud, you alright...you hurt at all?" He asked in a soothing voice

Second noticed his hands shaking heavily because of all the yelling, poor kid must be so lost right now.

MT moved his mouth trying to formulate words before just shaking his head.

"Can you talk?" He shook his head again

"Can you understand me?" MT put his hand out flat and swiped side to side

"A little bit?" he nodded his head.

He probably has no idea where he is.

Second thought.

He took little MTs hand and stood up slowly.

"Follow me." He said

He led him out of the room past green and blue, took him down the hall and in the living room.

Red had been in the kitchen and the second she saw MT, wheezed and put a hand over her eyes.

"What'd you do blue?" She asked, laughing.

"Hey it wasn't just me, yellow was in on it."

'Wow, thanks blue you're a real pal..." She passed a disgruntled look to him.

In the meanwhile, second showed little MT around the house and took note at how jumpy he was at all times.

He always briefly glanced at him and the others, as if making sure they weren't going to do anything to him.

He must've hated being around large groups of people, the older version already did.

He took him to purples room and knocked.

"Come in!" He heard purples voice say.

He entered the room and found green in there as well, who was getting ready to say something until his eyes trailed to the smaller figure.

Him and purple stared in shocked silence for what felt like minutes before green pointed at MT and turned to second.

"Is that who I think it is?" He asked quietly.

Second nodded his head.

"Does it have anything to do with what yellow and blue asked us earlier?" Purple cocked a brow.

Second nodded again.

Purple got up and approached MT and he stood behind second.

Second turned to look down on him.

"They're alright...purple won't hurt you." He nudged MT.

The two stood eye to eye, right across from eachother.

It was the strangest sight, purple was so used to having to look up so far they're neck hurt.

Purple reached out and MT flinched back and shoe'd the hand away in fear.

Another strange sight, they were used to MT'S headstrong nature and intense fearlessness that made him a natural leader.

And now he wouldn't even make eye contact with purple.

Purple actually found it quite endearing that there was a time where MT was as afraid as they were.

Without thinking, they took him into a hug...he definitely seemed like he needed it.

Second watched the two embrace, MT looked like he wanted to struggle against them at first but then seemed to welcome it...

"Can he talk...I haven't heard him say anything" Green whispered

"No, I don't think he was taught yet...either that or English isn't his first language but I'm thinking the first one." He shrugged

Over the next couple of hours, purple seemed weirdly interested in spending time with little mango.

Green even asked them about it.

"When we were on his little quest for the staff, I really did feel a connection forming between us. He trusted me and I trusted him, that is, until his desire overcame that connection." Purple sighed.

"Ever since he moved in here though, he's been cold not just to you all, but to me too. I understand why he feels guilty but he doesn't need to torture himself over it, sadly he's just too stubborn to listen to me." Purple looked over to MT, who was stacking plastic cups happily.

"This is my chance to show my affection for him that he's avoided for so long...I just hope when this wears off he understands that I don't hate him...no matter how much he wants me to."

"You're a very weird individual purple, if he'd done to me what he's done to you I'd never forgive him." He stated

"Then why are you playing with him?" Purple smiled at green, who was stacking cups with MT.

"That's because this isn't the mango we know, right now he's still innocent...but I am with you on one thing, I'd like to get to know more about him. Since we already know so little about him, I think it'd be interesting."

They sat and watched MT for awhile longer until a shout echoed through the hall.

"Dinner!" Red shouted

"C'mon" purple said

"We'll eat in here, I'll grab some for the little guy."

Green and purple went out into the kitchen.

Second and blue had made steak and potatoes, a very basic but solid combination like eggs and bacon.

The two grabbed their plates and green grabbed another for MT.

Purple opened the door and MT jumped so bad he knocked the stack of cups over and snapped his gaze to them wide eyed, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

Purple slowed down and showed the plates they had and MT appeared to calm down.

"That was an...odd reaction." Green said slowly

"Yeah...an alarming one too...reminded me of me when my father would come home..."

Green didn't know what to say, he couldn't comfort purple just yet as they had a plate in each hand.

He approached MT slowly and set the plate down in front of him.

He didn't eat right away, instead he watched the others eat.

He fumbled around with the silverware, imitating the motion of cutting with the knife before he plunged his fork into the meat and cut a small slice off.

The very moment he put the piece in his mouth and started chewing, a tear slid down his face.

He didn't sob, shake, sniffle or even grimace. The only thing that gave it away were the tears spilling down his face, aside from that he'd looked completely normal.

Green looked at purple with a "help me" expression, but neither knew what to do.

So they let him enjoy his food in silence, neither commenting on it as MT wiped his face frequently.

Once he'd finished he went to green and wrapped his arms around him, green looked at purple, then back down at MT before returning the gesture.

After purple took the dishes to the sink, yellow came peered her head through the door.

"Hey, we're gonna go sparring you wanna come with?" She asked

"What about him?" Green gestured towards MT

"He doesn't have to do it, he can just watch."

"Alright, but someone has to keep an eye on him." He got up and went to the door, then looked at MT and jerked his head in the direction of the door.

MT got up and followed him, red had brought a basket of fruits and some blankets to lay on the grass.

They all went out to the clearing next to the creek and placed some blocks down to mark the edges of their sparring arena.

First blue and yellow went, then green and blue but green had to check out early after a bad body shot.

Second and yellow went for 3 rounds, since both were high level fighters they needed time to map out eachothers strategy.

After red and blue went, MT got up and watched arena-side.

After the two went for 4 rounds MT pointed at himself, then pointed inside the arena.

"You wanna go in?" Blue asked

MT nodded.

"Yellow, you're feather fisted right? Come in here and humor the little guy" Yellow grumbled at the jab but obliged and jumped in.

The two were given about a minute to stretch and get warmed up, MT was obviously anxious as was Yellow.

She'd sparred MT many times before and none of them had ever gone well for her, but he was younger now and less experienced.

She had to go light, she knew this.

Red range the bell and the two came out of their corners.

And yellow immediately noticed the difference in styles, gone were all his fancy angles and flashy footwork, they'd now been replaced by front-foot aggression that reminded her alot of blue even down to the slight crouch he was in.

However this crouch was different, it was deeper and he kept left arm loose but partially crossed his right hand over his face in a crab-like guard.

Another difference between blue and MT was their approach, whereas blue would stalk forward MT had a noticeable rhythm to his steps.

Despite all this, yellow found it rather easy to catch the smaller stick as he came in. Yellow had accidentally caught him hard a few times but he was surprisingly tough for being only 15.

Even more surprising was his strength, when yellow tried to tie MTs hands up at close range to stifle his punches he always was able to work his arms free and push yellow back by digging the top of his head into her chest and using his lower center of gravity to force her backwards, even if she pushed back she'd only push herself back more.

The second round she still found it easy to get him with her long punches, but she found most of them either grazing him or hitting the top of his head as most of her punches did due to his crouch and how he tucked his chin down.

But now once he worked his arms free he landed to her midsection, these punches had the power of blues body punches but he threw them fluidly and from unpredictable angles.

Once the third started, to her bewilderment, she couldn't hit him at all.

He seemed to know exactly when he punches would come before even she did.

He took everyone by surprise how easily he slipped, bobbed and blocked all her punches while simultaneously closing distance.

His steps were perfectly timed with his defense, and despite yellows best efforts he'd always get close.

At close range he'd use his shorter arms and rough style to manipulate her guard to sneak punches in.

Yellow was notoriously hard to pin down, and MT was treating her style to a roughness she wasn't even used to from blue and red. He pinned her arms back with his elbows, used his cross guard and bobbing and weaving to keep himself safe and he'd pull her arms down or push them up to sneak punches to the body.

The bell sounded to end the third and MT turned around and went back to his corner, yellow walked back noticably grimacing as she held her side.

She had to start getting rough back, otherwise she'd get hurt...

They came out for the 4th and MT was even more aggressive than the last round. Now he seemed to close distance at will but yellow let fly her combinations.

However none would hit, either meeting empty air or being pushed away by his guard.

With her offense stifled, she had to lay against the borders and cover up as MT hammered away at her sides with clubbing hooks.

He finally threw a right hand through her guard and she thought that he used his body shots to set up that punch, only he didn't. He used THAT punch to set up a terrifying left hook to the body that made her entire midsection contort like banana pudding.

She keeled over, clutching her right side and skipped out of the corner before turning and jogging away grimacing with her eyes closed.

MT chased after her, seemingly going for the finish.

He placed his foot perfectly at the end of his sprint to throw a straight left from a southpaw stance but yellow crumbled to the ground holding her side.

MTs punch went right over her and he got over ambitious, tripping and falling over yellow.

Blue jumped in.

"Stop stop that's enough." He waved the match off.

Blue carried yellow out of the arena.

"I think my ribs are broken..." She rasped out

Looking back on it, yellow had already begsn to peice together just how many layers there were to MTs strategy; he use the first few rounds to map out your punch timing and rhythm, then he'd work his footwork and defense around that rhythm.

From there he'd charge his opponent in a straight line, dodging every punch they threw along the way and cut off the arena to force them into corners.

Then he'd begin the process of grinding his opponent down with his brutal but highly technical infighting as well as his grapple tactics.

Yellow had always loved the SCIENCE of fighting, and today made it obvious to her that even at this young age MT had a PHD in violence.

"I wanna go!" Blue said excitedly

"You just want to cuz he'll stand in front of you." Purple yelled out

"Well yeah...but it also looks fun!" He said as he jumped in.

He pointed at MT

"You good?" He asked

MT nodded his head gamely and red sounded the bell.

MT clearly hadn't lost any of the steam he picked up from his session with yellow and pushed forwards, running right into blue.

He actually bumped blue with his shoulder on the way in.

The were head to head, shoulder to shoulder hitting eachother with body shots.

But MT had clearly been in this position before, as he moved his head from each of blues shoulders to make angles for more punches.

Blue had caught MT a few times clean but they didn't seem to phase him, evidenced by his continued aggression.

Now it was seconds turn to be surprised, blue was heavy and knew how to use that weight to his advantage. But MT not only used many of the same stand-up wrestling tactics blue used, but he did them better.

No one was able to hang with blue at close range, let alone overpower and overwhelm him as MT was doing. Blue was actually forced to clinch.

Once they were broken up, MT banged his fists together and got right back to work.

He reminded second of a buzzsaw, only able to move forwards cutting down everything in front of it, he looked invincible. Far from the shy, timid kid that he'd had to coax out of hiding behind him not too long ago.

As the rounds passed blue began to look more weary, he'd taken many body shots and hadn't been able to give many back.

In the 5th rounds MT looked on fire...no literally, there was steam coming off of him.

In the last 30 seconds blue leaned on MT and MT let more body shots fly before following them up with a left hook to the body followed by a left uppercut to the head, which knocked blue backwards off his feet.

Blue held his hand out once he got back up.

"Nah little man, that's enough for me..." he patted MT on the shoulder.

Green went in next and he lasted the longest out of all of them, a full 6 rounds!

At one point he got petty and hit MT in the groin, MT responded by pushing his head up his chest and headbutting green.

"Fair enough." He said in MTs ear.

Over in the clearing, purple observed intently

"His stamina is amazing...and his technique is very refined too...how long has he been doing this?" Purple asked themselves.

Purple was no stranger to being raised to fight, but they'd gotten out of that and thank goodness they did.

That being said, they could spot veteran tactics when they saw them. And they saw lots of them, very odd to see those from a 15 year old boy...

It didn't seem too far out for MT to have been groomed as a fighter for his life, his aptitude and physical traits definitely supported that theory.

Observing more, they found the dead giveaway that they'd been raised to do this.

He got stronger as he fought, and when he got hit. Purple Even saw him flash a smile as he fought here and there.

That's awfull...no wonder he's so jaded...

Second and red had no interest in sparring him, and steam rose off him more and upon closer inspection his veins and eyes glowed and dark orange.

This shocked everyone, especially purple but strangely, it made sense.

When they all battled MT he always had above average strength and toughness, he also seemed very resistant to heat as he was the only one who found the nether heat bearable.

MT submerged himself in the creek, the water bubbled from the heat and he returned holding his arms in pain.

When purple looked them over, they hadn't been burned all the way through but they'd still gotten hit pretty badly. By what, purple wasn't too sure.

They uncorked a healing potion and poured pink liquid on the affected areas, seeing MTs shoulders relax and his hands cease their shaking.

Once MT had processed what happened, he looked up at purple and smiled the brightest, most innocent smile purple had ever seen.

They smiled back gently and took MT back to the blanket the others were sitting sitting on.

Everyone else chatted away and recuperated but eventually MT had given in to his exhaustion.

As MT slept purple and the others couldn't help but noticed how live and vibrant MTs skin was, a far cry from his dull, more sickly appearance.

Evetually, they decided to head back.

Purple opted to carry MT back rather than waking him up, despite how heavy he was.

They brought him to his room and laid him in bed, sliding the blanket over him.

Before they left they snuck one last glance at him, and silently prayed he'd still be like this tomorrow.

Sadly, things wouldn't go purples way as the next morning MT walked to the kitchen rubbing his eyes. The same massive, dull colored sickly sick they were used to.

They resisted the urge to groan in frustration, but MT said something that made purple turn their head.

"Hey purple...do anything happen yesterday?" Purple turned their head to him

"No...why?" They lied

"I just...i had the weirdest dream last night."

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I hope you weren't thinking I WASNT gonna write a fight scene, after all I modeled younger MTs style after my two favorite boxers; bennie briscoe and Joe frazier.

I decided to use more subtle hints at MTs paranoia since I avoided writing this in his perspective.

I also wanted to give MT a lil bit of comfort, I think he deserves it after all I've put him through lol.

I'm gonna do the other prompt just cuz, I'll most likely have it finished sometime tomorrow.

#alan becker #avm #animation vs minecraft #animator vs animation #avm king orange #ava #avm mt #avm mango #au #usfc #avm blue #avm green #avm purple #avm yellow #avm the second coming #avm red #Drabbles

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chocolatebageltje · 10 months

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I've just finished watching the Fear Street trilogy and I'm. I am living for these movies omg they've been spinning in my head like a hamster in a wheel for the past few days. They're so good, I haven't had a movie that kept me so fully engaged all throughout in a while and especially the sound design is what does it for me. I will be watching them all over again soon just to see if I didn't pick up on some things that were concluded later. Despite being a pretty rounded whole I'd almost wish they'd make more sequels about the individual Shadyside killers just to get more content out of the universe. The series is going into my favorite movie catalog for sure.

Also, I deadass need someone to do a thorough character analysis on Nick Goode specifically lol. @ me if you're that person bc I need to DISCUSS. (Spoilers below)

I found him sus on so many occasions throughout the series but every time I ended up letting my guard down regardless because he was just portrayed as so likable to me?? After he turned his back on Ziggy at the end of part 2 I felt he might've known something and that it was a dick move, but I also kinda felt that there might've been a good reason for it and that he'd get a redemption arc. But BOI that turned out...different. Deadass though, as evil as he ended up being, I kinda felt there had been some shreds of good left in there as well, just heavily overpowered by all of the rest.

Idk if this is supposed to be the actual meaning of it but, to me it seemed that as it was said the Goode's were able to get whatever they wanted through the deal with the devil, Nick desperately wanted Ziggy survive her injuries and so she did. (Like deadass the chick got stabbed big time how tf does one survive that??) And if that was the case, that they could technically wish for whatever they wanted, couldn't he technically also wish for Ziggy to stick with him regardless? But that could blow his cover so... But when they met again at the mall, I found his expression quite hard to read. I felt maybe he had a moment of guilt maybe? Feelings coming back to the surface? But then he deadass tried to human sacrifice her right after so even if so it was pretty meaningless in the end 💀 Maybe his ego was just too big to be fully real with himself? Am I giving this man too much credit?

Also what I found interesting is that it seemed like the dudes could pick the name of the sacrificed person themselves. Did they just pick at random given the killers ended up so random or was it deliberate in some way? Would they know when it'd happen? (Bc if so it'd be kinda stupid of Nick to choose Tommy, the boyfriend of the sister of the girl he crushed on, with a camp coming up where said girls both would be at. 😂)

I'll probably have more to rant about after I get some sleep, but his character was something that I found particularly interesting. Every character honestly was so layered to me with both bad and good perspectives to them and how they behaved. I'm gonna stop so this won't become endless lol, but pls tap in if you too want to gush about these movies!

#fear street #fear street part 1: 1994 #fear street part 2: 1978 #fear street part 3: 1666 #fear street 1666 #fear street 1978 #fear street 1994 #movie review #movie rant #nick goode #tagging him specifically my ass didnt even take the time to gush about any of the others yet #on that note i kinda found it funny tommy was the antagonist of the 3rd movie when he deadass was a golden retriever in part 2 #aside from the murder obviously #you get what i mean lol #i mean golden retrievers can still bite #fear street trilogy

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astarryserenade · 11 months

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Hi, just wanted to pop in and say I really enjoy your Milgram covers!! ✨️ Kind of a vague question, but I was wondering if you could share any details about your process -- just any details/tips about working with lyrics or getting into character vocally.

Thank you so much for sharing them!! I'm so incredibly excited for your t2 ones omg 👀

oh my gosh! thank you!!! 🥺 I was thinking about putting together a video about the whole process and details but for now I guess I would say the biggest things I notice in English covers is:

People count the syllables in the original lyrics, but they don't think about where the stress is in the word, and that can make a translation clunky. ex. 'WONder', is 2 syllables and stresses the first syllable when you say it. But 'surPRISE' is 2 syllables but stresses the second syllable. Both could fit in the same space, but if you pick the one that doesn't match the original lyrics' stresses, then it messes up the flow!

Rhyming dictionaries! I usually write one line that I'm really sure I want to stick with, then use a rhyming dictionary to pick out interesting words and write the second line to work around it. And if you can't find a true rhyme, use slant rhymes, use imperfect rhymes, music and our ears are very very forgiving!

For character songs like milgram, what I stick to the most is if I understand the character, and their motivations, and the story they're trying to tell, then it's okay to stray from direct translations line by line. As long as you feel you're keeping in touch with the character, it will feel right in the song! Choose adaptation, over translation, if that makes sense!

And I'm not sure if I have any tips for getting into character vocally, I'm not sure I do a very good job at that. The easiest thing to do is to try to match a character's energy level. Mahiru and Amane are HIGH energy so if you genuinely smile and amp yourself up while you're singing, it'll come out in your voice. For Shidou and Kazui I try to drop into my lower register to come off calmer, but I don't think it really shows too much in the recording, haha! If there's emotional lines, take your time recording them, don't be afraid to come back to them later, .....sometimes i'll watch sad video clips to trick my body for a cry response and quickly record them but that is definitely not the most practical technique. 😂

And sorry for the late response! I don't come on tumblr very often! But I really appreciate the ask! I hope some of that is helpful! :D

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xokiddo · 5 months

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YAYAYAY i’m so glad to see you more active! i have so many things to say to you since you’re one of my fav blogs but my thoughts are so scattered😩 CONGRATS ON GRAD SCHOOL!!! i hope all goes well and that it treats you kindly!

i just got around to hammer chapter 14 and i adore it i love it and you really know how to make your readers stick around. on that note, don’t worry about updating frequently, school first! you’ve already got me hooked and any crumbs from you are enough for me!

i also re read heart of glass recently after leaving a very emotionally and verbally difficult relationship (i can’t bring myself to call it the A word yet); it hit so much differently this time and i can’t thank you enough for it. getting to heal along with it (especially in a new relationship) has been very therapeutic.

LASTLY i saw you tag soul eater and i didn’t know you liked it… it’s one of my fav animes 😭 i thought you couldn’t get any cooler omg, pls save some from the rest of us

- anon who rereads your work

Aww you can always come back into my inbox!! I swear I'm friendly lol I'm always down for people in my inbox/messages, I am trying to be better about responding quicker if I don't manage to right away. And thank you!

Omg! I'm grateful for you (and all my readers honestly) for sticking with me on Hammer because it's a slow labor of love but I know the emphasis is on the slow part right now 🥲 I'll always share Hammer crumbs too or my general musings on it without spoilers, too, if you ever want to pop in with a bowl for crumbs. 😂

Okay fandom things aside - I am so thankful that you are out of the relationship and safe! Saying the A word is a big step, but it's a healing step. It's important to be able to acknowledge what it is so that you can take the steps past it, too. All in your own time, though. Don't let anyone rush that for you - and that includes yourself. I have had a few people in comments or messages say similar sentiments, and I don't take for granted any of them. Being able to utilize my own experiences and create a story that can be enjoyable, therapeutic, any of it, for you and others is something I treasure. So thank you for letting me be a part of that journey for you! (also thank you for re-reading HOG as much as I want to pick it apart a few years later, it's so important to me still)

AND YOU LIKE SOUL EATER AHHHH I will ALWAYS readily shriek about it because I LOVE it and think it's wildly underrated. I have all the thoughts and feelings about it.

You are so lovely thank you for blessing my inbox again 😍

#ask xokiddo

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cosettepontmercys · 8 months

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Hi! I know it's been a few days since I replied! I hope we get to see the pink cover or vinyl later today or tomorrow! Hopefully it's bubblegum cotton candy or Barbie pink lol. Oh yes I totally missed the vault unscramble last time but I think it's cuz it got leaked so hopefully there will be one for 1989 sometime soon! I can't believe it's been a year since Midnights was announced..a lot has happened since and also she sang Cornelia Street at a show this weekend!

Ooh I would love a Newsies or Next to Normal revival..even if these shows somehow feel recent to me still lol. I wonder how they could make it different. But ya I definitely liked the Spring Awakening revival! It's always cool when they do something different with the show. I actually still haven't seen the movie or musical of Oklahoma yet but heard mixed reviews of the tour. I just watched the Barbra Streisand movie On a Clear Day you Can See Forever recently but apparently they did a gender swapped version when they revived it and I thought that was interesting. The Outsiders is one of my favorite movies and books so obviously I hope the musical is good. I'm still unsure about your question what I would want adapted, cuz my favorite movies are kinda simple and already iconic..like the Breakfast Club, for example. There is also a Back to the Future musical which I think is okay. Almost Famous felt cash grabby and nothing like the movie I think. It makes more sense to adapt something more mysterious or with a lot of costumes or something and I can't think of anything! What was your answer? I'm really curious what you would pick.

Omg..you already finished the book! How was it? If you read it so fast, does that mean it was good or that you were trying to get through it? Based on your rating, I can't tell. Also..I really appreciate how you answered the question about rating but I'll try not to worry about it when I'm reading and just enjoy the books.I will make time for more reading today and I'll see how much I can get through. It did seem like an easy and quick read. Aww okay..but it seemed like I'll Give You The Sun will be a good read, but I'll focus on Mistakes were Made for now. I hate when I can't remember stuff that happens in books I read a long time ago..or if the book just doesn't leave an impression..cuz that's when I forget about it. But thats different than you reading it a long time ago..so hopefully you would still like it now if you reread it. Oh..the Night Circus has been on my shelf for almost a year and now maybe I'll finally read it! I've heard such good things about it too! So maybe I will..when I need a change of genre since it seemed spooky..maybe in October? I'm really trying to do more reading and actually finishing at least one or two books a month for the rest of the year, instead of being in the middle of so many. I also got the Hunger Games spinoff to read before the movie comes out so hopefully that motivates me. How often do you read a few books at a time or do you usually just try to finish ones once you've already started? You seem to read really fast..or does it just depend on the book? I know we might've talked about this before, but do you read everyday for a certain time? I'm trying to stick to that and make it part of my routine so hopefully I will finish this book quickly! I will send you another ask later with some of my thoughts once I read more.

hello hello!! i'm so so excited for the pink vinyl but also if she wants to wait a bit longer to drop it (until after payday) i would very much appreciate it 😂 and yeah, someone unfortunately leaked the speak now track list so there was no vault unscramble! i cannot believe it's already been a year; time flies! i saw cornelia street and i am so so happy for everyone there!!! i think my favorite surprise song from this weekend was either tell me why, or afterglow, but the cornelia street/you're on your own kid pairing was so good. my friends and i were joking around a while ago, and i was like "i feel like you could give me any two taylor songs and i could find some sort of lyric parallel between them" and so now it's a bit of a game in our friend group to do that with surprise songs! i just think it's really interesting to see how taylor's use of words / phrases / themes / motifs / etc. have changed (or stayed consistent) over the years.

it's been nine years since newsies closed, which feels very very unreal to me! i didn't follow the oklahoma tour, and have actually never seen the movie/any non-revival production of it, but i saw the revival (went in completely blind) and loved it. i'd recommend giving this a read if you have some time! ooh a breakfast club musical could be interesting, i'm surprised they haven't done one yet. i would love a the night circus adaptation, but i think that one would make more sense if it was more of an immersive (think like, sleep no more, great comet-y, etc) experience — and there's a lot to pack in two hours. there were some demos for a possible night circus musical from back in the day though, by webborn & finn, who did clockmaker's daughter (i really like the music for clockmaker too). i'm not sure what else i'd want adapted into a musical — maybe funny face? it's a musical movie, so i feel like that wouldn't be toooooo difficult.

i usually read books pretty quickly! reading a book in one sitting is my preferred way to read a ya contemporary! unless i'm annotating, it's a very long book or actively juggling multiple books at once, i try to read books in one sitting. i just find that more enjoyable for me personally — which is also why i haven't been reading as much this year, i think. i do need to get better about reading books in chunks again. there's also the CAWPILE method for rating books, that i've been meaning to look into more and apply to my own rating systems, but always forget until someone asks me about ratings! i will leave my thoughts on the book until you're done, so we can have a proper discussion and i don't influence you!! and yesssss — the night circus is a perfect october read (and i think the starless sea is a perfect january read). i might join you and do a reread of the night circus (i need to finish my starless sea reread/annotations first though, and i keep pushing that off so we'll see if that happens). i have not read TBOSAS yet, and i'm unsure if i want to do so first, or watch the movie first (i've also never seen the hunger movies after the first one, but my friends want me to watch it so ... eventually!)

and i don't always! i used to be more diligent about reading before bed, even if it's for 30 minutes — just to wind down! at the beginning of the year, i was very good about annotating for 30 minutes a day too, but that doesn't always happen. really just depends on my plans and what i'm up to! i should get back in the swing of listening to audiobooks, at least on my walks — i walk my dog four times a day but i haven't really been audiobooking lately!

did you see the eras tour movie announcement? i just got tickets for friday and sunday!!! hope you're doing well! 🤍

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kingdaddydaichi · 2 years

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Ghost!Katsuki Bakugou HCs

Thank you, @xviternity, for the inspiration! 😂

😈 Noisy as hell. 😈 Petty as fuck. 😈 You call him names like Asshole, Dickhead, and Douchenozzle bc you don’t know his real name. 😈 Bangs pots and pans around in the kitchen while you’re trying to sleep. 😈 Pushes small objects off tables and shelves bc he’s bored and wants your attention. 😈 Taps your phone just hard enough to make it fall out of your hands and hit your face while lying down. 😈 Turns off your router in the middle of streaming a movie or your favorite show...especially gets his shits and giggles when he does it during a dramatic or suspenseful scene. 😈 Loves it when you talk to him... 😈 “Hey! Asshole! Stop knocking my shit over!” 😈 “Damnit, Dickhead! If you keep blowing in my ear I’m calling a priest! I swear to god!” 😈 “Keep testing me, you insufferable troll, and see if I don't smudge this bitch!” 😈 “Jesus Christ, Shitfucker! You want the sage again? Hah? I swear I’ll go get a sage stick right fucking now if you don’t quit pulling books off the shelves!” 😈 One day you come home with a ouija board and try to communicate with him. You asked him what his name is. He responded with “fuckoff”. 😈 So now you’ve added “Fuckoff” to the list of colorful names you’ve given him. Pisses him off so bad he keeps turning the tv off when you try to watch it. “That’s it!” you say as you get up from the couch. “I’m going to get the sage again!” 😈 Later, when you get up to go to bed he turns the tv back on. “Fine, leave it on. Just keep it down or I’ll unplug the damn thing.” 😈 Keeps hiding the damn sage! 😈 One night you were sitting up in bed reading when you heard noises coming from the back door. When you started to yell at Fuckoff, your bedroom door slammed shut. Just as you were about to open it you heard the muffled voices of what sounded like two men. Your eyes went wide and you crept over to your nightstand to grab your phone before locking yourself in your attached bathroom. You were whispering to the emergency operator when you heard a loud crash, followed by the terrified screams of the intruders as they ran out the way they came in and the slamming of the back door. You eased your bedroom door open and peeked around the corner to find your table side lamp broken on the hardwood of the living room floor. Your asshole of a ghost had protected you. You slid down the wall and whispered “thank you” again and again, crying when you heard a faint whisper. “You’re safe.” You also felt a fingertip tracing little circles on your forearm. He’d never spoken or touched you before, but you were glad he comforted you, letting you know he was close until the police arrived. 😈 A few days later, you were curled up on your couch playing a mindless game on your phone when the book you'd been reading began sliding across your coffee table. When it was directly in front of you, it inched towards you before falling off the edge. You sighed. "Fuckoff, we've been over this. Stop-" It continued sliding towards you on the floor until it reached the bottom of the couch. You reached down and picked it up. "You want me to read to you?" Two knocks. "Huh. Okay." You opened it to your bookmark and read to him for the next 2 hours until you started losing your voice. He was so quiet you stopped a couple of times to check if he was even still listening. Both times you got two knocks. Later that night when you were on your way to bed you said, "Tell you what. I'll read to you again tomorrow if you lay off the damn pots and pans tonight. Deal?" Nothing. You shrugged and wandered off to bed. You slept more peacefully that night than you had in weeks. 😈 So you start to understand his habits and use the knock-once-for-no-twice-for-yes communication method. 😈 But you still come home from work some days to find that the jackass has switched all your toilet paper rolls to face the wrong way. 😈 And nearly jump off the toilet mid-stream when he knocks all the toiletries off the shower walls while you're taking a piss. "FUCKOFF!!! Motherfucker! You literally almost scared the shit out of me!" One last shampoo bottle

hits the shower floor. "Oh, you think you're funny? No reading for you today!" He still thinks it was worth it.

What other atrocities do you think Ghost Bakugou would commit?

#katsuki bakugou headcanons #bakugou katsuki headcanons #katsuki bakugou crack #katsuki #bakugou #bakugo #he's a real pain in the ass #but he keeps you safe from harm #never a dull moment

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deexchanel · 3 years

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Adopted

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Pairing: Steve Rogers x BlackFem!OC

Warning: Swearing, Fluff, Angst.

Summary: Armoni (Are- Money) is the newly adopted daughter of Steve Rogers. She doesn't know what she is getting into but eventually she will know they love her dearly.

A/N: enjoy!! and I wrote this during my psychology lecture 😂

"This is your room." Steve opened the door to Armoni's new room. She was very quiet but looked around the room in aw. "Do you like it?" Steve scratched the back of his neck nervously.

Armoni held a thumbs up which gave him relief. "Okay well I'll be in the living room with Stark. Call me if you need anything." Steve by the door and she nodded so he took that que to leave.

"Cap you really went and adopted a kid?" Stark licked the spoon that he used to make his smoothie. Steve sat down at the island still nervous about having a actual daughter.

"Yeah man, she's really quiet but I think when she get comfortable with us everything will be better."

"What's her name? How old is she?"

"Armoni and she is 16."

The team walked in from training. "Stark what kind of smoothie you make? I want some." Sam picked up the blender smelling it. Stark rolled his eyes taking it away from him.

"Make your own."

Natasha walked downstairs using her thumb to point in the direction of where the living quarters are. "Why is there a door with a glitter A on it. It's the first guest room door."

Tony snickered at how the team didn't know,"Why won't you tell them Cap." Stark pat his back while Steve narrowed his eyes at him.

"Thank you Stark for putting me on the spot."

"We're waiting." Natasha crossed her arms impatiently.

"I adopted a teenager." Steve cleared his throat as the room got silent. Bucky face palmed.

"A teenager? Really Steve?"

Soon it was a big commotion between everyone.

"What made you even do this?" Sam stressed sitting down.

"Cap this is a big responsibility!" Natasha scolded him for this last minute decision.

"Why you didn't say anything to us?! Is she in there now?" Bucky pointed up the stairs.

"I told you they weren't going to take it well Cap!" Tony laughed making the situation worse.

Steve stood up tired of everyone jumping on him. "Alright, Alright! This is something that I wanted to do and I know this a big responsibility and I'm wiling to do everything for her. She needed a family so that's what I'm going to provide for her. Now you guys can be family or you can be someone looking from the outside in. But I won't tolerate talking down on her."

Armoni listened from the top of the stairs as a smile grew on her face. She's never had anyone to stick up for her. From that day on , she knew Steve always had her back.

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6 months later

"Loki where is my bookbag!? Peter where did you put my jacket? I'm going to be late!" Armoni finished lacing up her shoes. It was the week where everyone stayed in the tower for meetings and things. Today she was late and everything was not going to plan.

"Armoni you're going to be late!" Steve yelled up the stairs. She prayed that the bookbag covered up her skirt so no one wouldn't say anything.

"I know Steve, I'm coming!"

Loki walked out of his personal library, he looked at her outfit."Rogers is going to kill you." Armoni grabbed the bookbag out his hands.

"Hush Loki. Please tell me you put that literature book back in my bag?"

"I did little one."

"Okay!"

The pair walked down for breakfast.

"Pass me a waffle." Loki held out a napkin towards Bucky. James side eyed him,"Now why would I do that. Get up and get one."

Loki rolled his eyes, mocking him "NoW wHy WoUlD i Do ThAt. You're so irritating man." He got up getting himself a waffle.

Armoni rushed downstairs completely forgetting about the jacket. She kissed everyone cheek that was around the table. "Bye guys!"

"Wait a minute." Bucky voiced spoke up making Armoni freeze in her steps. That caught Steve's attention. Steve saw his daughter outfit which was a big no no. "Armoni Amour Rogers, go change now."

"Steve it's too late to changeee! I'm going to be late!"Armoni whined trying to ease towards the door. She gave him the puppy eyes which didn't phase Steve.

"There's nothing wrong with the outfit Cap, she looks fine." Wanda smiled supporting her niece. In Steve eyes he saw his little girl and nothing was changing his mind.

"Wanda I don't want any boys looking at her!"

"They're going to look regardless Mr. Rogers. Armoni is beautiful." Peter muttered thinking no one was listening. Bucky went into overprotective mode.

"Parker."

"Sorry!" He blushed as well as Armoni cause she heard him.

"See!" Steve gestured towards Peter,"That proved my point."

"Cap let her go to school, we can deal with this later." Natasha ate on some strawberries and Armoni gave her a huge smile. Steve sigh pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Fine, have a good day sweetheart."

Armoni kissed his cheek,"Okay Steve, see you later!" Her not calling him dad kinda hurt him a bit but Steve doesn't want to pressure her into saying it. But to say it when she's is ready.

Both Peter and Armoni headed towards the elevators in a heated conversation. The doors opened revealing her birth parents and a lawyer.

"Ms.Armoni?" The lawyer questioned to see if she was the right person. Both teenagers froze in their tracks. The team got quiet seeing the unknown guest stepping on the floor. Armoni looked at her dad for help.

"Who's asking?" Steve walked over to his daughter protectively. "You don't have clearance to be on this floor."

"We're here to get our daughter." Tilly, Armoni's birth mother crossed her arms. Her father just stood there with a mug on his face.

"You don't have a clearance to be on this floor." Natasha spoke slowly so they can comprehend. Which obviously they ignored.

"Give us Armoni and we will leave." The lawyer cleared her throat. " No weren't not letting her go with neither of you." Peter defended her.

"Armoni let's go." Tilly sneered towards the teenager, holding out her hand. She grabbed on to Steve shaking her head. Armoni was living her best life being Steve's daughter. She knew it was going to be hell, if she left with them.

"No!"

"What the hell is going on here?" Tony took off his work gloves coming into the living room. The caught everyone's attention.

"We're here to pick up Armoni Hill Mr. Stark." The lawyer flipped through papers she had on a clipboard. "Her birth parents have the right to get her since you, Mr. Rogers seem to be unfit."

"Unfit? Unfit? I give Armoni the best life she could ever ask for." Steve blew up, holding his daughter close to him. "Why all of a sudden you want her now? when you were the ones to put her in there! Yeah I'm Captain America but I would never do anything to hurt Armoni!"

"This is bullshit! Armoni isn't going anywhere." Bucky stood by his best friend. They weren't going down with a fight.

"Yes she is, Armoni will be leaving now." The lawyer spoke with agitation. Tilly walked towards Armoni but both Wanda and Natasha stood in the way.

"You're not touching her."

"Stark do something about this!"Loki looked at Tony for help but he shook his head. "Stark?" This was out of his hand, especially since the government had a part in this.

"There's nothing I can do for right now Loki . I'm sorry."

"Let's go!" Tilly yelled to Armoni. The team was in defeat from their lost. Steve looked at his daughter heartbroken as she clutched to his waist. "Princess I'm so sorry I let you down. I promise I will get you back but for now you have to go."

"No...No... I'm not going.Please don't make me go." She begged not wanting to let go.

"fit my ass, he's letting her go to school dressed like a whore." Tilly muttered but Wanda heard her and got closer.

"What did you just say?"

"N-nothing."

"Mr. Rogers we don't have time. Give her to us now." The lawyer took her glasses off but Steve just glared at her. It soften when he look at how broken his daughter was.

"Princess, I'm going to get you back. I promise."

"P-Please. I can't go back with them, I want to stay with you."

"Princess stop crying, you're hurting my heart."

Commotion was still around them as Steve pulled her back from his chest, a couple tears was running down his face. Armoni sobbed, staring at her dad who wiped her tears.

"I love you so much Princess."

"I love you so much Dad."

Getting the que from Tilly, Armoni's birth father grabbed her, not letting go. Tilly waved , going over to the elevator. "Bye now!"

"DAD!!!!" Armoni screamed reaching out to her dad. Steve made a move to save her but Bucky stood in the way. "We will get her back Steve."

"Don't touch me!" Armoni cried thrashing around in the man arms. "Dad! I want my Dad. Please!"

"You're hurting her!" Tears fell as Steve pulled at his hair. Armoni was his world, he was going to do everything to get her back. He completely broke down when he heard the elevator doors close.

She called him dad.

"Steve..."Tony tries but Steve shook his head. The blonde shook his head not wanting to be bothered. He walked to his room with his head down trying to process everything,

He really just lost his daughter.

Steve let's out a frustrated cry, punching a huge hole in the wall.

They took away his only happiness.

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I feel like this one-shot don't make sense💀

oh well.

stay slutty my friends .

#marvel #bucky barnes #bucky barnes fluff #bucky fanfic #captain america #steve rogers fanfiction #bucky x poc!reader #bucky imagine #bucky barnes x black!reader #bucky barnes one shot #steve rogers x poc!reader #steve rogers x original female character #steve rogers x daughter!reader #tony stark x original female character

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