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pearwaldorf · 4 months
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I hate that you can't see a tweet thread anymore if you're not logged into Twitter (as a gesture of disrespect I refuse to call it by its rebranded name). Here is a copypasta of a thread from Dan Olson, a Canadian documentary filmmaker, expanding upon camera quality, the guilt trips Somerton used to goose his Patreon subscriptions, and how the best tools will never make up for lack of dedication or patience. I have added clarifications in [[double brackets]] where I feel it is necessary.
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Okay, so, back in April I snapped at James in reply to a tweet that was linking to this video (which James has since delisted but not deleted) and I want to talk about the full context of that but I don't want to make a video, put your beatdown memes away. [[The video has since been deleted. I can see the title of the video is "Maybe the end (not an April Fool's Day thing".]]
The first bit of context is that I initially got keyed into James to fact-check his claims about indie filmmaking in Canada. As a filmmaker the entire Telos venture was immediately obvious as a juvenile fantasy dreamed up by someone with no idea how to make a movie.
Just wild claims about their plans that weren't worth debunking because they bordered Not Even Wrong. But in watching one of these pitch videos I noticed that he had a $4000 current-gen camera in the background as a prop, and that seemed both pretentious and weird.
You don't use your best camera as a prop, you use your second best camera as a prop. So being an obsessive weirdo I needed to know, and I watched his BTS stuff until I spotted his main rig, a $6000 camera with about $1000 in accessories.
Now, these in isolation are unremarkable because his Patreon at the time was bringing in ~$8000 per month, his channel was a full on Business business, and so investing in some professional equipment of that level is maybe a bit indulgent but justifiable.
What was weird is that he doesn't shoot multi-cam, doesn't shoot outdoors, doesn't shoot on location, and in a studio the two cameras kinda really step on each others' toes. Basically if you already have one and don't need a B cam there's no reason to get the other.
Again, on its own, this says nothing, it's just indicative of poor financial decisions, maybe impulsive purchasing, Gear Acquisition Syndrome. Biblical sins, but not crimes.
Paired with the constantly inflating fantasy scope of the Telos films it was clearly an expression of a very, very common bad filmmaker habit of "if I just get the right gear then my movie will basically make itself" Buying stuff because it feels like progress.
At the end of February he tweets "I want to start shooting anamorphic" and then three weeks later in March he posts the worst, out of focus, under-exposed "I just got a new lens!" video I've ever seen, showing off his trash-covered bedroom.
Based on what's available for his cameras and the lead time, that's enough time to get a Laowa Nanomorph or Sirui Saturn from B&H but not enough time to get a Great Joy from the UK or a Vazen from China. And with the flaring blah blah blah, $1300 lens.
Again, [gear acquisition syndrome] is not a crime and these lenses are budget options. Bit of a pointless impulse purchase since he only used it for the Showgirls video. But this is what he was doing just a few weeks before that above video came out: effortlessly impulse purchasing lenses.
James has (had?) a habit of regularly, aggressively driving viewers to Patreon by claiming that videos were getting demonetized. While tacky, it is something a lot of queer YouTubers have dealt with, so there's precedent there. But people were noticing he did it a lot.
Mid-March he humble brags about needing to work so hard to make 6 videos in April because he has over-booked sponsorships.
Then March 29th James posts this whole incel screed on Twitter about how sex work should be "subsidized as a mental health service."
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1. "For the majority of people sex (and human contact) can be imperative to a healthy state of mind. A kind and talented sex worker can make someone feel wanted for the first time in their life. I know sex workers who have pulled people back from suicide just by being there for them." 2. "Not only should (sex work) be legal, but it should be subsidized as a mental health service."]
He spends several days getting absolutely *roasted* for this, just dragged across the pavement and read for filth, and doubles down in the replies the whole way.
So this is the context immediately surrounding James waking up on Friday, and posts the above video and the below tweet.
[image description: "We just got the lowest Patreon payout we've gotten in well over a year. Like, a "maybe we need to rethink things" kind of amount... NOT an April Fools Day thing btw. But I don't know if we'll be making videos much longer."]
Now, this unfolds in kinda two directions. The first is that I'm convinced he was just lying about this income shock in the first place.
There's a million theoretical edge cases about what maybe happened and if maybe he just misunderstood the data or saw a glitch and panicked, maybe one of those happened, I don't believe it, I think he just lied because he was salty about getting dragged and felt owed a win.
A big tell to me is that he doesn't blame Patreon. He says he doesn't know what happened, but let's be real, Patreon screws up all the time, they're the first people anyone blames if anything confusing happens, just as a reflex action, even if it's completely not their fault.
The only reason to not blame Patreon is if you already know that it's not their fault and that any investigation on their part might reveal embarrassing details.
Instead he indirectly blames his viewers for not watching enough, not sharing enough, and not turning on auto-renew.
So regardless of the unknowable truth, this segues into the second, far more offensive direction of the messaging itself. "I don't know if we'll be making videos much longer." "Maybe the end" He explicitly framed this as an immediate existential threat to his channel.
In the video he is vague about everything, leaves a ton of hazy room for plausible deniability on how long the channel can keep going, but the messaging is "I need more patrons right this minute or my YouTube channel is over."
He repeatedly evokes all the "fun stuff" they had planned that would never see the light of day if this didn't turn around right away.
And his audience received this message loud and clear. Tons of people making far, far, far less than him left very heartfelt messages about digging a little deeper to subscribe or up their pledge or unsubscribe from other channels to move their pledge to his.
1200 new patrons in one day.
Since I simply don't believe the income shock was real in the first place that would put his post-"Maybe the end" Patreon income at around $10,000 per month. US. Add YouTube income, he's spent the last seven months making around $18,000 per month.
I have seen creators scale back their capabilities to the bone purely to keep making videos for the love of just, like, making stuff even as their funding evaporated and they needed to go back to a desk job to cover their bills.
You'd have to be so outstandingly reckless with your finances as a channel that a one month spook leads immediately to "channel over, sorry about all the fun stuff we won't get to do with you, our patrons, specifically because you, our patrons, aren't giving us enough money"
And not a spook where you then spend a couple weeks crunching numbers. Oh no. A shock so violent where less than two hours later you're weeping on camera about the channel being over.
Three weeks later he brought a brand new Sony FX6v for $8000 CAD to add to his pile of cinema cameras despite the fact that he was, but scant moments earlier, in such a precarious position that a single bad month would kill his channel.
He stole your money, and for that I'm profoundly sad and angry. That's why I snapped at him in April. I'm sorry I couldn't give you the full context then, and I'm sorry if that anger upset you.
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miaclemeverett · 1 year
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Summary of Dream's livestream with Techno's father if people can't or are unable watch:
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Most importantly, please support Techno's family and the Sarcoma Foundation by buying merch here: (You can also donate directly to the Sarcoma Foundation here)
Dream is streaming with Techno's father & staying with the family
Techno's father met Skeppy, for the Sarcoma Foundation Gala he asked for Skeppy's favorite video with Techno and Skeppy said it was the "skeppy tries to troll me but i troll him first" video
Techno's father has been intentionally pulling up memories and stories of Techno's whole life which was "a speedrun" and full of joy and happiness, rather than just focusing on the last week
When Techno and his younger sister were diaper age, she fell down the final 2 steps of the staircase (completely fine) and while their father was trying to explain to their mother what happened, Techno walked in and said "baby fall down CRASH"
The first message that Dream sent to Techno was trying to Trojan horse his way into Minecraft Monday by playing with Techno. Techno's reply was "maybe next time" and Techno kicked his ass in Dream's first MCM. Sapnap thought Techno was overhyped but then Sapnap watched the next Techno MCM and changed his mind
Techno's father didn't really watch or understand Minecraft, he watched Techno 1v1 tons of people without losing any hearts and asked him "Do the other players even know you're there?"
Techno vs. Dream $100k duel: Techno's father never saw him stress about anything in his career except for the duel. Techno's father was competitive on Techno's behalf like "who is this green smiling man gaining subscribers faster than my boy?!" Techno texted his dad as soon as he knew it was at least a tie and he couldn't lose.
Dream saw Techno release "death merch" and thought that was the coolest, most Technoblade thing he had ever seen
Techno's entire family loved the "no one took the news harder than my health provider. they're the real victim" joke
Dream did an elbow reveal in honor of Techno
Techno's father made a joke to Dream about getting ready to do his (Techno's father's) own face reveal
Techno's father made this joke: "This video today is sponsored by cancer, without which this video would not have happened" and Dream called him an idiot
Techno's father thinks Techno would have done a proper face reveal. There were a couple of months where doctors were saying the next step would be to amputate his entire arm and shoulder. Techno joked that it was going to be the most epic elbow reveal ever and that they'd "traumatize millions." Techno's father was as positive as he could be without being fake and he got Techno a present ahead of the surgery (which never ended up happening), a 1st edition printing of Hemingway's "A Farewell To Arms."
Dream and Techno teaming in MCC: This is when they really started becoming friends, before that they had been more rivals/frenemies. Techno also never said or joked about giving Dream his first MCC win.
Techno was whitelisted for way longer before he actually joined the server, back when it was just a few people (Tommy might have asked him to whitelist Techno).
Techno had a Minecraft account called "Whitelisted" when he didn't want to be recognized, just to make the joke "You can't do this if you're not whitelisted"
Techno's dad has GOTTA tell dad jokes
When Techno was young, he would always talk to his dad about being a gaming Youtuber and Techno's father would tell him "no one would want to watch someone else play a video game" lmao
When Techno was young and he'd be building for hours in Roblox and they'd have a power failure, Techno would complain to his dad about all of his work being wasted and Techno's dad would say "all of that PLAY wasted"
Techno talked to his dad about what circumstances would lead to him face revealing, he would have wanted it to be funny and memorable but he never had a clear plan for it
Techno had a front bedroom with a TERRIBLE desk. Techno's dad told Techno to come to the studio to pick out any chair he wanted, Techno went into his dad's office and picked his dad's chair LMAO. Techno's dad offered for him to work on a soundstage because their house had horrible acoustics but Techno said "eh." At 2am when the family was trying to sleep they'd hear him screaming and yelling, it was so annoying when it happened but so painful when it stopped
Techno's dad would text him a meme and Techno would call him a loser, he'd ask him to watch Hunter x Hunter together. Techno couldn't eat without watching TV at the same time
Techno's dad sometimes sees posts on Reddit and his instinct is to send them to Techno. Techno's dad has come close to making a reddit account, he said hello and thanks to Techno's subreddit and he reads their posts a lot when he can take it.
Techno's dad knew Techno had a big audience, but he didn't and still kind of doesn't understand how he meant a lot to people in ways that have nothing to do with PvP or funny jokes. He's proud of Techno and grateful to everyone. The executive director of the Sarcoma Foundation told Techno's family they haven't seen anything like this before with regards to fundraising, she told them that a little kid ran a lemonade stand and raised $150 for the Sarcoma Foundation in honor of Techno.
Techno's dad: "If we do the call-to-action (to donate to Sarcoma Foundation) 10 times, I should get 6 of them" (referencing Techno beating Dream in the duel 6-5). Dream: "I see where he got his humor from"
There has been a refresh today of the merch store so GO BUY THE MERCH!!!! Techno didn't like when there were delays in people receiving merch, so you can only order when it's in stock so GO BUY NOW
Dream will be signing some unreleased merch concepts to include as an extra in some orders
Techno's father thanked Dream and he appreciates everything Dream did for them, he also loves Skeppy
Dream wants to get everyone together and do a massive fundraiser
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onelittlespiral · 5 months
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FML: Process Heavy
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It started off so simply. A friend emailed me a link to a YouTube video promising to teach me about how to get some quick muscle. We had been swearing for months we were going to get on a consistent schedule to go, we just never did. I watched the 20 minute long video quickly. I hardly even noticed when it was over. But I felt energized enough to go on a run. That’s how it would start. I would watch the next video in the series and time would simply slip away. 20 minutes. 30 minutes. An hour. I started noticing changes, little things out of place. My water bottle half drunk in my car. Tee shirts in the laundry when I swore I washed them. Some new supplements I didn’t remember buying. It wasn’t until I popped one on Friday night and came to Monday morning fresh from the shower that I really started to get concerned.
At that point, I began noticing the physical effects. My previously smooth body had begun sprouting hair all over: my chest, my face, my arms, my ass. My voice easily dropped two octaves, deep and bellowing. And the muscle. They were not joking about growing muscle quick. My arms swelled as biceps, triceps, and forearms strained against my taught skin. Abs formed a cobblestone path down to a deep V. Firm pecs we’re established, but not for long. They continued to swell and stick out, heavy and juicy. They were almost hypnotic, the way they would jiggle as I walked. But that was nothing compared to my butt. Bubble would hardly describe it, they were pillow-like. A soft mix of muscle and fat filled out a rear that you could bounce a quarter off. Every part of me swelled and filled with power. That was when the smell really set in. No matter where I was, what I was doing, or how much I would wash I would catch this smell coming off of me. It wasn’t bad, in fact it was deep and masculine in a way that I couldn’t quite describe, but it drove me wild none the less. And I wasn’t the only one. Other bros around me would kind of drift off into their own worlds, with a distinct outline pushing against their pants. I’m not kidding dude, my boss drug me into a meeting last week. He started complaining about how my work was slipping but after just a few minutes he was basically in his own world as he just kinda leaned back in his chair and let it all hang out. I asked if I could go and he just kinda waved me off. There was a faint moan behind me as I closed the door.
At this point whole days were slipping by before I even registered they had started. It was this weekend that I somehow came to during one of my episodes. I was in the sauna in a gym I didn’t recognize. Two bros were in there, zonked out of their minds on my scent. But I realized that wasn’t all. In their state, laid back, sprawled on the bench, mouths hanging open, I saw a stream of liquid dribbling out of one guys mouth. Thick and viscous, I immediately knew the sight of jizz. I stumbled out of the room, leaving my towel behind. I texted my friend who sent me the videos in the first place. I hadn’t seen him since this had all began and I needed answers. I felt my scent catch up with me, tickling at my brain to go back into whatever trance I had been under. I wrapped a fresh towel around my nose and threw on the stringer top, shorts, and sandals I had in my locker. When had my feet grown so big? Free balling, I stormed out to my car and drove towards my friend’s place. When I arrived, the door was almost suspiciously unlocked. Who greeted me inside though was not the curly-haired, lanky, nerdy friend I knew.
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He was ripped, oozed confidence, and passed a beer into my hands before I could even process.
“What, not what you were expecting? You didn’t think I would let you have all the fun did you?”
I knew then that this was all his design, his plan for me. I wanted to leave but, every small twitch of this man mesmerized me. Instead, he pushed me onto the couch, covered in his sweaty workout gear, and I began to sip on my beer. He looked me up and down, assessed me like a piece of furniture he wasn’t quite sold on.
“Well, I think you’ve processed long enough. I think it’s time to see what all that training has done.”
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He pulled his shirt off and sat facing me in my lap. I was glued to my seat as this man tore my top off of me and pressed our exposed bodies together. My mind tried to to resist but my body betrayed me, as he raised my chin, slid his hand around my neck, and pulled my lips to his. I was enraptured. Our tongues danced as he began exploring my body with his hands. Quickly, he had my arms thrown behind my head as sweat trickled from my pits. He buried his face in and gave them a good sniff.
“Fuck babe, you’re ripe. Not as ripe as these though.”
He threw an arm back and guided my face to his pit. If my scent was good his was pure heroine. It consumed my mind as I felt my cock strain against my shorts. As I worshipped that stench, it kept growing and throbbing. My mind shut down, giving into raw pleasure. Nothing else mattered, I could live on this high alone. In this state, he pulled me out of his pit and asked:
“You want to live like this? You want to be controlled by your master’s scent?”
Fuck I did. Anything, I begged him, please. He gave me one last kiss as he walked out of the room, a video now playing on the TV.
“Then watch”
I felt myself slowly draining. A familiar voice droned out of the speakers, and I was throbbing for the release he would give me. In moments I was floating on nothing but the instructions of my master, and the scent of his used jockstraps lying around me…
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Anyone who met you now would have never guessed how you started. A scrawny guy, stressed day in and day out at your corporate job, and cripplingly lonely. Any memories you had of that life were left somewhere in an apartment, nothing but dried cum on the floor and wall. The new you was sexy, outgoing, and confident. You worked out non-stop and did everything your master said to. You are dumb and obedient, with not a thought behind that flirtatious wink. But above all, you are horny. And guys can smell it. They can’t do anything but relax and submit, prostates being milked as they moan for more. The best get brought home and watch a few videos before being sent out into the world. Flex, fuck, propagate.
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vivwritesfics · 5 months
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Keep On Rolling - MV1
Chapter Six
Summary: Lando's best friend having feelings for anyone on the grid? Impossible, right? She worked with them, sharing her friendship with the grid with the world via the FormulaY/N youtube channel.
After film a video including... spicy water (alcohol), everything changes between her and a certain world champion. Good thing she hasn't had a crush on him since his F1 debut, right?
Right?
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A/N: I've actually had the best day (and it's only midday)! Did a couple of hours of studying, completing one of my essays, went to the outlet shop and found my perfect pair of cargos (my friends all look for xs so I feel bad when we go retail therapying, but I went alone and I'm so happy)
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Silverstone. Lando's home race. Y/N couldn't wait. Ever since she was a little girl, Silverstone had been one of her favourites. When they were kids, Y/N's father had taken her and Lando to Silverstone. It was the first race Y/N had ever attended, and the race that let Y/N fall in love with Formula One.
It had been a full month since Y/N had last spoken to the current world champion. Y/N didn't know why Max wasn't speaking to her. Or answering her text messages. He'd been missing out of Y/N's life completely for the last month.
For once, Y/N had nothing special planned for Silverstone. Just a simple Q and A video.
Y/N missed the Friday free practice. Where she'd usually be there to watch Lando and the rest of her friends (namely Charles), but, this time, she was at home with her family.
British families had some weird traditions and Y/N's family was no exception. Every Sunday in the winter months they ate a huge roast dinner and every Sunday in the summer was reserved for having a barbeque.
With a job like Y/N's, she didn't much get to see her family. She was always away at the grand prix or the city hosting them. Her family missed her, sure, but they knew she was living her dream. So, whenever she was home, Y/N made sure to visit them.
Y/N sat at the dining table, checking her phone. Nothing from Lando, nothing from Charles, nothing from Danny. Nothing from... Max.
That was the most upsetting thing. Y/N hadn't spoken to Max in so long. She didn't realise she'd miss him until he disappeared. There had been a couple of times where she'd text him, but he'd only read it, not respond. Y/N was getting desperate. Desperate to hear from him, but they weren't in a place where she could beg. Right?
"Dinner!" Y/N's mother shouted as she and her brother ran in the dishes. Chicken, potatoes, sprouts, carrots, parsnips and more. Y/N's mother always went above and beyond with roast dinner. It was a whole performance for her.
Y/N allowed her mother to plate up her food. It was something she loved doing whenever Y/N was home, her way to welcome her back. "Mum, do you think we can watch the free practice?" She asked as her mother placed a Yorkshire pudding onto her plate.
"What? No way!" Her brother suddenly shouted across the table. "If Y/N gets to watch formula one I get to watch football!"
"Neither of you are watching anything. Y/N is going to make the most of being here with us before she makes her way up to Silverstone, okay?"
Y/N's mother was not a scary woman, not by any means. But, when she commanded something, it happened. Y/N and her brother nodded as they tucked into their food.
Y/N checked her last messages to Lando and Max beneath the table. Lando hadn't yet seen her message, but Max hadn't responded. A small part of her wanted to throw her phone at the nearest wall, but she didn't. Instead, Y/N slipped her phone back into her pocket and tightened her hand in a fist, nails digging into her palm.
Her family could tell something was wrong. Normally it was non-stop chatter about the world of the paddock. But, aside from her request to watch the free practice, Y/N didn't talk about formula one at all. Even when her brother tried to ask, Y/N answered with single words.
That night, in her childhood bedroom, Y/N looked at the pictures of her and Lando. Them in school, them at Lydden Hill for Lando's Karting career. Silverstone when Lando was in F2, Lando when he first joined McLaren and that was it. The rest of the pictures were in Y/N's own apartment, a place she hardly saw the point in paying for when she rarely lived there.
Her phone began to ring. Picking it up, Y/N placed it to her ear. "Hey, Lan," she said to her best friend as soon as she answered.
"How's your mum? How's your brother? How's the cat?" He asked quickly.
The cat in question was currently sleeping on Y/N's bed. The moment she moved out, the cat began living in her room, sleeping on her bed or in the empty closet.
"Mum is good, brother is good, cat is good," she said, sitting beside the cat and stroking her fur. "How was free practice? I tried to watch on the television but Mum wouldn't let me."
Lando told her all about free practice and how his day at Silverstone had been. He told her about the media things she and Oscar had to do, the fun he and Carlos had been having and more.
When he fell silent, Y/N found herself asking a difficult question. "Lan, is Max okay?" She asked him. "Does he hate me or something?"
"No," Lando answered quickly. "Why would he hate you?"
"Can you tell him to answer my texts then please."
Lando didn't answer that. How could he, when he was the reason for Max's silence? But, he couldn't tell Y/N, either. He could tell her that he was the reason Max was refusing to speak to her. So, Lando took it in a different direction.
"What's going on with you and Max?" He asked. His tone was genuinely curious, leading Y/N away from his crime.
Y/N shook her head. "Lan, nothing. Nothing is going on with Max and I. He was just the only person who let me interview him in Monaco. He just happened to be the person who helped me out after the drunken quiz video. Why does that mean something has to be going on with us?"
Again, Lando didn't answer. Guilt ripped through him. He was selfish, a selfish little boy. He drove Max away from Y/N just because he didn't want to lose his best friend
Lando was quick to end the call. He said his goodbyes and left Y/N to it. Max liked Y/N, he knew that much. But did she like him? God, he felt like a child back in secondary school as he thought about it.
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"Hey guys, welcome to the Silverstone weekend," Y/N said to the camera as she sat on her bed with her cat in her lap. "As you can see, we are not in a hotel room for once. We are actually in my childhood bedroom and we have a visitor." Y/N held the cat up to the camera and waved her paw.
"Today we're going to be going in with a Q and A video," she said, pulling up her phone. "I know a lot of you have a lot of questions around how and why I do what I do, and I'm going to answer them all."
She went into her twitter and pulled up her first question. "Right, question one. How did you meet Lando?" She read and put the phone down. "Oh, what a story this is," she said and let out a little laugh. "When Lando and I first met each other, we hated each other. We were eleven years old, both starting at secondary school. In maths we got sat beside each other, and it all kicked off from there.
"Lando was so loud! Seriously, he did not stop talking. And he spread his stuff to my side of the desk, which really pissed me me off. So, I told him to shut up and he told me to bleep off, and then we became best friends."
The cat in her lap was purring as Y/N stroked her. She grabbed her phone and checked for the next question. There had been a lot on there asked about the nature of her relationship with Charles and her relationship with Max. They were things she wouldn't get into, only because it would make the situation so much worse.
"Ah, what do you do when you're not travelling around?" She read and put the phone back down. "Well, I travel to the grand prix and then I explore the city the grand prix is held in with my friends. These bits I don't usually film, but I'm considering doing city vlogs. If you guys would like to see this, drop a comment."
Y/N went on and on, reading through the questions. There were many about hers and Lando's friendship, many that allowed her to grab pictures of little Lando from the wall.
"What is your favourite quote from anyone on the grid at the minute?" She read.
It made her grin. "Well, I've got one that I use all the time which is when Charles says 'Lando we can be world champions', but I'm a big fan of those noises Danny makes? You know, 'ki ki ki ra!'" She shouted.
There was a noise from downstairs, her mother shouting a complaint.
After getting through at least twenty of the questions, Y/N checked the time on her phone. "Oh my," she gasped when she saw how late it was. Or, rather, how early in the morning it was. "I guess that's the end of the video," she said to the camera. "Thank you guys for watching. Like, subscribe and I'll see you at Silverstone," she said and got up to switch off the camera.
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hackersluvs · 2 months
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What are we? -VH
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Vinnie Hacker x fmreader / slight Regie Macalino x fmreader Summary- You and Vinnie had been having a situationship for a couple months now. Acting more like a couple, going on dates, holding hands, ect. But when he starts flirting with a girl at a party, you both get into a argument. That leaves you wondering what are you guys. content warning- cuss words (all I can really think of)
Angst pt 1 ⋆.ೃ࿔*:・⋆.ೃ࿔*:・⋆.ೃ࿔*:・⋆.ೃ࿔*:・⋆.ೃ࿔*:・⋆.ೃ࿔*:・⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ I was setting up mine and vinnie's regular movie nights. Popcorn, pizza "pineapple pizza" to be specific, red wine, and gummy worms. These nights are so special to me, and it gives me hope that one of these days we can actually be an official couple. While I was setting up the final touches, I hear a knock on my door and quickly went to open the door. "Vin" I say in excitement and pull him into hug. "Hey beautiful" he says while giving me a small peck making me blushing. I closed the door and pull them to the couch. "I hope you are ready to watch zootopia" I giggle. He rolls his eyes, "You only want to watch it cause that stupid fox is in it." "Hey he's not stupid, he's a fine fox." I tell him. And he just gives me a weird look and says "I can't believe I like a girl who has a crush on a literal fox" I grab a pillow and hit him with it, "Hey don't judge me, and watch the movie." Rolling my eyes and then laying my head on his chest.
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I was sitting on my desk editing a new youtube video when I get a face time call from vinnie. "Hey Vin, what up."
He gives me one of his most famous smiles that will always make me weak. "Hey beautiful, my friend invited me to this party later tonight and wanted to know if you would like to come with me?"
"I would love to" I tell him. "Perfect, I will pick you up. See you later beautiful" He kisses his phone before hanging up.
I look at the time and see I still have lots of time to finish editing the video before I start getting ready. After a editing, door dashing a quick lunch I began to get ready. I look a quick shower, started to straighten my hair, and did my everyday make up. After doing everything I was supposed to I got a texted from vinnie saying he was here. I quickly went down and entered his car and gave him a quick kiss. Once we arrived at the party hand in hand. I let go of his hand, "I will go find the bathroom and come and find you." "See you later beautiful" he said kissing my cheek.
Once I was done with the bathroom and grabbing a quick drink I went to go look for vinnie. I was pushing threw the people and still couldn't find him... Until I saw in on the couch all up with this girl I've never seen or met. I hear a voice behind me "Trouble in paradise" I hear a voice behind me, it was Regie Macalino, He's part of a music band call North Star Boys. We met a while back we have a mutual friend and she took me to one of his concerts she got invited to.
I smiled "Ha ha ha very funny Regie" We began to talk that it made me forget all about vinnie. We were laughing and having a good time, until I heard vinnie. "Y/N what the hell."
"What do you want Vincent I said angrily. "You said you were going to the bathroom and now I find you all up on this guy when you came to this party with me." he yelled I was about to speak up when Regie spoke "Yo man what the fuck, don't speak to her like that. "Don't call me man and I was talking with her." he said pushing Vinnie "Woah, Vinnie don't even start." I turned to Regie "Reg I'm okay I got this from here okay, I will talk to you later.
"If you need anything you can just call me" he says while kissing my cheek. After he walked away I turned to Vinnie. "What is your problem?" "What is my problem? What is your problem? You said you were going to the bathroom and never came back and I find you flirting with that Regie guy." he fights back I rolled my eyes "Oh please, you are such a hypocrite. I did come back and I found you all up that one girl." I should've bit my tongue while I was still able to "I don't even see the point of why it matters you are not my boyfriend." He rolls his eyes and says "Ya you are right we are not dating whatever we had is just a fling or whatever." "Fuck you Vinnie." I said walking away.
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icarustypicalfall · 7 months
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HEAD CANONS!!
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how cod men would use their phones
this is my first time doing head canons lmao if its bad just forget it 😭 i tried to be realistic but that was extremely dump lmaoo
warnings: none, totally sfw and maybe funny? 😀
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captain john price
honestly, i see him as the type of people who'll lecture you when they see you using a phone, while he plays candy crush and similar games on a loop when he's alone. he isn't much interested in social media, maybe he'll use Twitter for infos and What's up to talk with his team. Otherwise, he'd be a Facebook dad watching videos with that annoying laugh on full volume while cackling. Gaz tried to  convince him to use other platforms but it resulted in Price giving him a 10 minutes lecture on how bad social media is.
(john secretly watch tiktok video complications on YouTube)
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simon ghost riley
he doesn't use his phone much, he knows how it can be addicting and he has much things on his mind to worry about being social with others. although, he looks for dad jokes and have a laugh at them when he's alone. his camera roll is full of blurry pictures he took by mistake and screenshots of recipes.
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kyle gaz garrick
he's the youngest and the one who convinced price into buying a phone. i think Kyle is the the type of people who'd be popular on every platform, twitter, Instagram, you name it. he's funny (also really handsome 🤭) which makes it easy for him to have much moots and friends. He watches streams or horror stories at 2 am. (spoiler: he got scared more than once)
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johnny soap Mactavish
he watches shitty shows on Netflix to complain about them. he loves, and i mean really loves annoying people with stupid meaningless Messages when he's bored. if you are texting him, god be with you, this man makes 20 typos in a single word. he'd make comments on random posts to fight people for months.
"jus fer fun lass/lad"
(sorry if this isn't how Scottish people actually talk I've seen it around in fics 😭)
he looses arguments most of the time and asks Alejandro for some back up.
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Alejandro vargas
he uses his phone to call only, he despises texting and if he did, it'll be like this
you:"when shall i meet you tomorrow?"
Alejandro:"9"
you:"pm?"
Alejandro:"👍🏻"
although, he takes lots of pictures, sends them to you most of the time. rudy forced him to make an Instagram account and he ended by liking it.
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rudy parra
this cute man 🤭💕 he might be a military man, but he has a soft spot for cute videos of pepole taking care of animals. he'd watch them for hours. he doesn't use his phone much due to his job but he's keeps up with the trends and explains them to you if you're confused.
i can see him using this one a lot :3
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Phillip graves
he hates social media, he uses what's up to send to his shadows shirtless pictures of him. he'd drop the most heart wrenching pic ever and say"what's for dinner" (you sir 🤭)
he secretly loves watching those videos of reddit stories, he knows it's probably fake but he lives for the drama and enjoys it.
-fin-
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i hope y'all like it, it's shitty and short lmao.
i Just got up from a nap lmao can't believe people actually liked my other work
shall i do other operaters from like Kor-Tac and ghosts? (and yes i know König is in Kor-Tac)
*just realized I didn't add tags im
✨d u m p ✨*
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kafkasspiders · 11 months
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r u mine?
• smut, jing yuan/f!reader, college roommate au, enemies to lovers but not quite, guitarist!jing yuan, jing yuan, creampie RAHHH, giving jing yuan a bj, dom!jing yuan, amazing aftercare <3, caught masturbation, jing yuan is a twt sex worker!
• idc that he's ooc, this is my ff
• word count: 2.5k
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another night where you were barely able to get any sleep because it was playing the guitar again at 1 am. you wanted to rip open the door and scream your head off and tell him to shut the fuck up so badly, but you couldn't bring yourself to peel yourself off of your bed that you just got comfy in...
you decided to just deal with it by shoving in 2 airpods and blasting some random ambient music that was recommended to you on your youtube. you tossed and turned for a few minutes before deciding that this wan't going to work. you ended up facing your ceiling, wondering how you went so wrong in life. as you were reminiscing over your life decisions, you saw your door open.
a tall, annoying white haired man appeared... none other than your roommate that you couldn't stand, jing yuan. granted he was cute, with his loud music playing every single night, you couldn't help but to develop a burning hatred towards him over time. "heeyyyyy. am i too loud?" he teased with a smug smile on his face.
you grabbed one of your pillows and threw it at his face, he grabbed it before it planted on his face. "now i know my answer... how rude." he mocked. he went back to his room to turn the music off for a brief moment before returning to yours. you were left in confusion as he left your room and were met with disappointment when he came back.
"hey, tell me. why have you always hated me... i mean i'm a little loud, but i think that's really it, right?" he asked as he walked over to your bed. you would've told him off much sooner if you weren't so tired from the day. "no, that's just it. you're loud, annoying, and you never shut up. you always bring friends over and never consult me about it, and your friends need to stop asking if we're together when all i do is literally hole up in my room" you mumbled in reply. it was a bit hard to hear what you said, but he understood what you said. "well what's so wrong with us being seen as a couple! i always thought you were cute" he said with a small smile while gradually getting closer to your face.
you sat up on your bed and made shooing motions, telling him to get off. you didn't know how to feel about that comment, but what you did need to know is that you needed rest and time to think that statement over because you didn't necessarily disagree, but if he were to shut up more often, not be an obnoxious jerkface, not play his stupid guitar at 1 am, he'd be perfect.
as he exited your room, he waved with a smile and shut your door. i think that was the closest i've been to him physically in months... and now i'm horny. great. left with your thoughts, you decided to just masturbate, you heard that it can help with sleep and you needed it after what just happened. you opened twitter and opened your bookmarks, all your favorite porn pages were there. you went to check your favorite and saw that your favorite male sex worker, "L" posted not too long ago.
you watched the vid he posted, he was stroking his dick facing a mirror, with loud music playing in the back. seemed like a similar setting, but you truly wanted to ignore your thoughts and suspicions... no way he's jing yuan... maybe it's just a coincidence... but then again, in the fanfics, coincidences rarely ever happen... you thought. you just decided to get off to this page and deal with it tomorrow.
you pulled your shorts down from underneath your covers and pushed your panties to the side and watched L's videos as he was talking about how much he wanted to fuck you. well, not you, but his audience. you pushed your shirt up underneath your covers and played with your breasts for a bit before switching to your pussy. you thought of jing yuan ramming his dick inside you as you started to finger yourself. you knew it was wrong considering you hated him, but it didn't matter because he wasn't gonna be anything more than just a horny thought.
you continued to finger yourself as you scrolled through L's page, surprised by the amount of videos he has of him fucking himself with his hand and his fleshlight. the background looked so similar to jing yuan's room, it was unsettling. you knew at this point that it was probably yuan's who was "L", but you were too tired and horny to do anything about it.
you were almost over the edge from "L"'s video of him dirty talking to his audience. "c'mon baby, cum on my dick" "'m gonna fill you up with my kids and empty my balls inside you. you want that, huh?" were a few of the things he muttered as he jerked his dick against his hand. his moans were so cute, you were at the tip of your orgasm now. "ge- gene- general!! mmf- mmnfgh! pleasecomeinsideofme!" you moaned, trying your best to keep quiet. you forgot how thin the walls were, you were praying that he didn't hear anything.
just as you realized how thin the walls were, you heard a knock on your door. "are your clothes on? can i come in?" he asked. so he did hear... fuck. you thought to yourself, trying to think of any possible excuse in the moment, but of course, nothing came up. you were considering jumping out of your window right now. "yeah, i'm fine. what's up?" you asked, trying to act as if nothing just happened. "i heard you moan my name? what's that about, hm? thought you hated me?" he asked as he leaned against your door frame, full body leaning against one side of the door frame.
"are you hearing things?" you retorted, hoping that you'd be able to gaslight him into thinking that he was just hearing things. "oh love... your moans are so cute though, why keep them from me?" he said as he was walking over to your bed again. he sat down next to you as you were silent, unable to give him a reply. he tucked a hair strand behind your ear and gave you a smile. you leaned over to him, his face right in front of yours now. "please don't make me regret this" you whispered, as you leaned in to kiss him. what a manwhore... at least the dick will probably be good though... you thought to yourself.
"i knew you liked me. you won't regret it though" he said, smiling into your kiss. he's so beautiful. as you both were smashing your lips against each other, he progressively got rougher. he bit your lip half way through the kiss, making you let out a small moan and using that to shove his tongue inside. the kiss turned into a heated make out session in a span of minutes. he pushed you back on to your bed while still kissing you. "is this ok? do you want to continue, because if you say yes, i can't stop" he warned. "yes, do whatever you want with me..." you said. he smiled as he continued to kiss you, now pinning your arms above your head with one hand and fondling your breast with the other.
he broke the kiss to start sucking on your neck, moving the hand that pinned your arms up to your clothed pussy. he started circling your pussy in small circles while giving your neck kisses that'll surely end up bruising. he left the hickeys high on your neck, letting everyone know that you were his. you were now a moaning mess, at his mercy, and god he loved it. after playing with your clit and vacuuming your neck, he started taking his shirt off as you did the same. you weren't wearing a bra already since you were going to sleep and it was 2 am. his pecs and abs looked absolutely beautiful with the moonlight shining in, giving them perfect lighting.
as he was taking off his pajama pants, you took your shorts off, leaving you in your panties. you hid under your covers as you waited for him to finish taking his pants off, leaving him in his boxers. "don't hide, you look beautiful" he said, and for once in his life. he was sincere. he loved you, but was too afraid to admit it. you were giving him a small smile underneath the covers, but got distracted by the huge bulge in his boxers and the tip peaking up. how is this gonna fit...
he caught you staring at his bulge, and he decided to remove his boxers. you got out from underneath your covers and were on your knees in front of him. he pulled his boxers off and his dick slapped his stomach, it was so big and long. a good 7 inches and girthy at that... you were jaw dropped, but you decided to start giving his dick little kitten licks to see how he reacted. his dick started to twitch a little, begging for more. you spat on his dick a little, using it as lube to fist him. you took him in your mouth after giving him a little handjob.
"your mouth feels so good around my dick.. keep sucking y/n" he commanded. "yes general..." you replied, making his dick twitch inside your mouth. you took him in your mouth with a faster pace, but it wasn't enough. he started to fuck your mouth, making you choke on his dick, your nose touched his pelvis, struggling to breathe. "medallion will be your safe word, ok? or just hit me lightly 3 times, either way, i'll get the hint" he said as he paused. you nodded and continued taking his dick in your mouth, trying your best to deepthroat him. he continued to fuck your mouth, hitting the back of your throat repeatedly as he started getting close.
"f- fuck y/- y/n" he stuttered, his pace faltering inside your moth, getting sloppier by the second. "i'm cum- cumming!" he shouted before dumping his load inside your mouth. you swallowed his semen in a matter of seconds, cleaning up your mouth as he was recovering. "did you just swallow all of that?" he asked. you nodded and showed him your empty mouth in reply. "hot... but before we start again, can i cum inside?" he questioned, unsure if it was ok, since the both of you were just college students afterall. "yeah, i'll get plan b tomorrow, don't worry" you replied with a smile.
you laid down with your back on your bed as he caged you in, pressing his dick in between your legs against your panties, he was starting to kiss you again. "you're so good for me... i love it so much, you know that?" he queried, smiling against your lips. that comment made your pussy pulse around the air, you realized that he could feel your pussy as he was right against it... he continued kissing you for a bit more before taking your panties off and teasing his tip between your folds. "p- ple- please.. gen- genral... please fuck me..." you begged, looking at him. he pulled you down from your pillow so that you were closer to him, and he put a pillow underneath your waist as he began to insert his dick into your pussy slowly.
one inch at a time, until you were fully adjusted. there was some of his dick still outside of your pussy, but there was nothing you could do. you were already struggling to take him inside, he waited 3 minutes before starting his slow pace. "you feel so good, love.. feels like you were made for me" he leaned in and spoke in a soft manner, enough to make your pussy pulse around his dick. he felt you pulse around him and you could just feel his smile.
he grabbed your legs and spread them open in the air as far as they were willing to go, god you looked so beautiful. as he was thrusting inside of your belly, you could feel him slowly ramming himself against your g-spot, making you moan with every thrust, with each one being deeper than the last. you could feel him already peaking as he got sloppier.
he was holding out until you were close, but you were already on your way to your second orgasm, and debatably much faster than he was, despite his rapid thrusting. "mm- i'm cl.. close..." you moaned. he was going to break you in half at this point... you were asking yourself if you were even going to be able to walk after he's done, but then again, he's a 6'1 man with a long, girthy dick, so definitely not...
as you were reaching your peak, he forced himself inside you even deeper, so much so that your back was arching off the bed, your toes were curling, and your eyes were rolled to the back of your head. jing yuan wasn't your first, but he was definitely the best... a beautiful man with a beautiful dick and amazing skills.
"i'm- i'm coming!" you screamed out as you peaked your climax with him inside, and as you came, so did he. you both came simultaneously as he dumped his semen inside of you. the high was amazing, jing yuan plopped down next to you on your right, and he looked ethereal. you turned your body towards him and you both just stared at each other for a while.
"i love you so much, y/n. you're so perfect" he said with a soft tone, unlike his normal stern tone at work. "i love you too jing yuan, you're so perfect" you replied back with a smile. he grazed your face with his thumb, adoring you for a few minutes before getting you up and making a bath for the both of you. you grabbed your panty and his boxers and threw them into the washing machine before tossing him his new set of pajamas. he set them on the bathroom counter as he sat down near the bathtub and turned on the water.
"do you actually want me to have your kids?" you questioned him as he was sitting next to the bathtub that was steadily filling with lukewarm water. he nodded and patted the ground next to you. "of course i do, i wouldn't want it to be anyone else" he said with a smile as he reached for your hand and kissed the top of it. you said nothing in reply, but as he checked the water temperature, it was warm enough for the both of you to get in. as you both stripped your clothes, he went in first, and you went in after. you sat in the tub in front of him as you leaned back on jing yuan.
i am living the best life...
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a/n: i hope yall enjoyed this, i switched the character for this like 23420492 diff times bc i was thinking ooc gepard n then i was like NO, ooc jing yuan n i j spun a wheel, so..
god damn yall going insane ☠️
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kayluh1915 · 8 months
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can we get the ianthony kisses from kiss currency YouTube video?
I think new ianthony shippers need to be remind of that video?
please and thank you.
psssst, disclaimer…
Oh, absolutely! Given the recent influx of new shippers, I think it's important to bring up a lot of other important moments, not just the kiss(es)! There are plenty more where these come from, but the following are just my favorites in no particular order!
The First and Second Kiss Password to the second kiss video is: ianthony
You heard me right, folks! There actually were three kisses, but one of them was a head kiss (later in the list). It's just as cute as the other two, but if we're talking lip kisses, there's only two of those... for now😉
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The Ass Smack
Dude, I remember this blew my mind when it happened the first time. This happened a few months before the first kiss so this was probably the biggest moment that had happened in the fandom at the time. I remember us not being able to shut up about it!
He did slap Ian's ass before in this video a couple months before this one, but it was no where near as influential.
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The Ghost Reenactment
If you all haven't seen the 1990 classic romance movie "Ghost..." then what the heck are you doing with your life? It's a tear-jerker, but it's worth the watch especially if you love 80s and 90s media like I do!
Anyways, there's a scene in the movie where they make pottery together. I think this speaks for its self.
edit: i have to go back to work tomorrow and i'm trying to finish this as quickly as possible so i can do my prework week shopping so i'm using one of my old gifs here. hope that's okay.
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The Head Kiss
Yes, the second of the three "kisses." As already mentioned, this one doesn't count since it wasn't on the lips. Despite that, it's still extremely cute and is enough to melt your heart! 🥺
edit: oh my god it's fluffier than i remember it being what the fuck i'm dead
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And last but not least (in my personal opinion):
Shot in the Dark
For those of you who have been around, you already know why this is my favorite Ianthony moment to date. For you newer guys, let me summarize as quick as I can.
I love this so much because when you take away the context and just look at this clip for what it is... wow.
From just how close they're standing to each other, how Ian asks where Anthony is, how Anthony calmly replies to him, and how Anthony puts his hand extremely close to Ian's face which looks like he's putting it on Ian's face with the silhouettes...dead. Just dead.
old gifs again, sorry... 😬
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This took me so long omg. If you guys want, I can do a second post! Since their reunion, I feel like there's a lot of past moments that need to be brought back up just so the newer guys can get a feel of the Ianthony history!
Until then, I hope this post was alright for you my dear!💙💙
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epickiya722 · 23 days
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I do not know if it was you, or another blogger that made a character analysis of Gojo that made me like the character and discover more about him through the manga.
While I never read the manga before or watched the anime, I had been exposed to it by my friends and some BNHA bloggers. Back then, I found Gojo to be overhyped (discount Kakashi) while liking the animation(?) style, bit still no interest.
BNHA and its Endeavour Redemption arc in the doing was tiring me to the point that I stopped reading it and manga altogether. For mayne six months or so, until now, at least. I randomly found your blog last week , and it got me a new hyper fixation 😃. You got me to start reading JJK (Megan cos playing also helps).
I bought Number 0 and Number 1 of the mangas. Only to remember midway in Number 0 that Walmart Kakashi will be snapped in two like a Kit Kat🥲. I saw that leak in one of the BNHA blogs, and I didn't mind it back then since I wasn't in the fandom, but Lord, now it sucks.
Anyways, all this long rant to say that I like reading your posts.
Gojo, rest in pain, I guess?
Probably was someone else, I don't write much analysis posts about Gojo. I think once or twice I did, I can't recall. Probably reblogged one though you saw!
I don't know, they're really just two different characters to me. Also... I was never really an active reader or watcher of Naruto like that (just very familiar) so when I first saw Gojo, Kakashi didn't register to me at all.
Like, I did not get similar vibes at all. And it actually annoys me that people will be like "He copied Kakashi's flow"! Kakashi ain't the only white haired, face covering character out there with magical eyes, y'all stop. 😆
Even funnier when, by this point, Gojo has probably been unmasked more than he has been wearing something on his face and switches up what he puts on his face. Kakashi been wearing the same mask for...? Also, didn't it take years for Kakashi's whole face to be shown or something? Took like seven episodes for Gojo to show that face.
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I always been a fan of Megan's music and then when I found out she was into anime I was like "YYYYYEEEEEAAAAH". She cosplayed as Miruko one Halloween and it made my year. I am a former believer that Miruko would vibe to her music.
Just seeing other Black women being unapologetic fans of anime (or anything) does wonders for me and I hate it when people act as if it's such a foreign idea to understand. Honey, we can have interests, too, like everyone else. It's normal.
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I always try to be careful about spoilers for anything I'm into. Like, I can talk about a chapter that happened two years ago, but I'll still mark as a spoiler because I know some people don't read Mangas or even if they do haven't caught up to that specific part.
That actually what set me off when Usher cosplayed as Gojo because he literally put "rest in peace, Gojo" or something along those lines and the amount of people who weren't even aware of 236... like bro, come on.
I knew it just had to be a marketing tactic because I know damn well Usher ain't seen JJK a day in his life and how convenient it is he comes out with that cosplay around the time when "Daddy's Home" becomes a fairly popular song used in Gojo's edits. I can't go watching one video on YouTube without hearing that song play when Gojo pops up. And even if he has... WHY WOULD YOU TAG IT LIKE THAT?!
Oh, but Megan definitely doesn't know any of the characters she be cosplaying, alright... okay... 🙄
I'm just going off on a whole tangent here, I apologize for that. I've been sick for like three days and just woke up from a nap. 😅
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Also, thank you! Glad you enjoy my posts!! Anytime anyone says they like reading my posts, I still get shocked. They're really are just random thoughts I been having and really I'm still learning grasping the characters and story myself. And this is just for any. I don't even for them to get read, let alone for anyone to actually agree with me. I guess because, at the end of the day, I really just needed to throw a thought out there before I lose it or keep rethinking about it over and over.
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floradinterlunium · 10 months
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OBSERVATION
ThSo I recently was involved in a pretty heated debate with a Taekooker. I know we are “told” don’t engage but I’m like why the hell not?!??!?! Why do we always have to take the high road??!? Why should we allow them to come into our spaces, spew their lies and garbage and stay silent?!? Absolutely not!
I was watching a recent Jikook video on Youtube and this wolf came in spewing Taekook propaganda and when I tell you I’ve never laughed so hard in my entire life...I’ve never laughed so hard in my entire life. The amount of fake info their shared was actually insane.
False Claim #1
First, they claimed that in this moment (3:32-3:40) JM actually asked JK “are you happy because of Kim Taehyung?” Not “ Are you happy because of me?” which made JK blush.
 (Now please note that they sent me the untranslated version).
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And when I corrected and told them JM actually asked if JK was happy because of “him” they responded saying I need to get my ears fixed because in “what world does Kim Taehyung sound like me.” I was gobsmacked by this because...what??!  This idiot literally thought that the Korean word for me (na) and the English word for me were the same LOL. I mean I went to town on this girl. 
I could not understand how someone could be so boldly stupid. When I replied I not so kindly expressed my dismay for her stupidity, “In what world does the Korean word for me, which is “na” sound like the English word for me? I am actually shocked by your stupidity...you can’t even speak Korean but here you are parading around like you know what the hell you are talking about?! Next time watch real content with English subs before coming to our channels spewing BS.” The gist of my response.
Now I thought she had seen the light because she actually responded saying, “I had no idea he said “Me” and Not “Kim Taehyung.” I mean you’d think she’d see the light because the moment she used to justify her belief in Taekook actually proved to be a Jikook moment. But no. This lot is committed to following an obvious lie. A day later she came back spewing more nonsense!
False Claim #2
She then made another false claim. She claimed that Taekook were real because he was suuuppper happy to be on his team in BV. She never specified which BV but I knew she didn’t know what she was talking about. There hasn’t been a BV in which JK was Happy to be with a team member other than JM.
Side note: Taekookers do not realize the depth of Knowledge Jikookers have. They don’t realize that we like watch everything and have the memories of Elephants. They can’t come at us with made up facts because we have the receipts, the dates, and the quotes memorized by heart. We are psychotic like that! So this girl did not realize that when she came at us with her vague facts and made up translations she was about to be destroyed.
So I responded of course in a very condescending way because her linking me a video that proved Jikook and not Taekook made her lose all credibility and she didn’t deserve my respect. I was like girl
 “the gall of you to come back so bold after sending me a video that shot your taekook theory is asinine but if you want to continue lets. First Get your facts straight...pretty sure you don’t mean BV because in BV s1 we have JK begging to share a bed with JM and then JK opting to share a couch with JM instead of his own bed. In BV S2 we have JK gushing to be randomly paired with JM to find their way to their hotel. Then losing a challenge to share a room with JM. You can’t mean BV S3 because JK was viscerally upset to have to share a room with Tae and even got mad at JM when he hinted at where JK’s room was. And You definitely don’t mean BV S4 because we have JK admitting to the fact that for the months off he never spoke to or saw any member other than Jimin and Hobi. So you don’t mean BV. I think what you mean is Summer Package 2018. But even then you’re wrong. Probably because you don’t watch full content and you don’t watch it in English. LOL”
For reference this is the moment she was referring to (1:58-2:14) there’s more to this scene like JK getting happy at the end to be on the team he’s on but it’s clipped out. She didn’t share with me any more clips but by her description I knew this was what she was talking about. 
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You see because she doesn’t watch original content or anything with English subtitles she thought JK was happy to be on a team with Tae. She didn’t realize the context. The context was Jk wanted to be on a team with JM (we know this because as Tae was begging him to choose his team, Hobi was like just choose that team, referencing JM’s) but he didn’t want to be on a team where he had to go and pet the sting rays. We know as much because as he’s jumping for joy when the group activities were revealed he says he’s happy he didn’t get sting rays. He wasn’t happy to be with Tae he was happy to get the adventure package he got. 
The danger of only watching Ship videos is that you don’t get full context. This applies to all ship videos taekook and Jikook. Now Jikook videos by and large include context and show you exactly how things are...they don’t add context that doesn’t exist. 
False Claim #3
The girl refused to acknowledge this time she was wrong and just went on tirade of “Okay, you got 2016-2019...I’ll take 2020-2023 any days. Jikook is ancient history now is the time of Taekook.” 
GIRL WHAT! LOL Did she forget Hickey gate, Ear sucking, my favorite thing is waking up seeing Jungkookie, etc...all happened within her supposed Taekook era timeframe. Also, is she calling JK a man hoe...he’s just jumping around from band member to band member...he was with JM but now wit TAe? 
You see how they so willy nilly switch up narratives. At first she was arguing that Taekook have always been real but now they became real in 2020?? I don’t know where 2020 came from because they were still crickets then but okay LOL
But here’s her next false claim...another commenter brought up In the Soop discussion where TAe and Jk were forced to have a sit down conversation about how they’d grown apart for years, like since 2015 and now things were awkward between them. This girl said it was all scripted and wasn’t real but even if it was real 10 minute convo should change all that we see and know to be real and true.
I of course responded what proof do you have that, that convo was scripted? Or are you just believing that because that conversation disproves everything you believe about Taekook? Because you want to know why I know the convo was real, from 2015 to 2020 Taekook were obviously distant there was no content. Every time they were together is was crickets...on numerous occasions Tae complained that JK ignored him. JK even once said all love was loss (in BV S2). Their words and events match up. Also what I see in Taekook is nothing other than platonic friends because they’ve never done anytign exclusive. Literally every moment you use as proof is either a Jikook moment or out of context. You have nothing. 
False Claim #4
Now at this point I was shocked that they were still responding because why wouldn’t they just crawl back into their taekook dungeon of lies? But alas they responded back. “ I’m surprised you didn’t bring up “get out of your imagination comment. You guys looove to bring that up but you don’t even know how to read because Tae was telling the girl to get out her imagination about JK because she was saying ways she sleeps is look at photos of JK
I mean I found her comment quite the comedic relief because here she is telling me I can’t read when she started our convo linking me a video that she clearly didn’t understand because it disproved Taekook but okay! I simply responded by quoting word for word what Tae and the OP said.
Tae Asked: What are/ who has ways to fall asleep?
OP: Me, look at photos of JJungkook oppa who tae-oppa loves.
Tae responded; Get out of your imagination, it’s not good in there.
Now I don’t see how Tae could not think this was a shipper responding...and he shut them down. Only a moron would think that Tae would not read that as OP implying that he could sleep by looking at JK. But whatever.
Guy Taekookers are morons that refuse to follow logic. They refuse to admit their ship is a lie and man....I legit think they don’t ever look at real content and they don’t “need” english subs...they just let the analysis vids do the talking. 
They are insane but I engage them because I am not going to allow them to spew BS freely and think they run this place. They are a ship of lies and hate and they need to be brought down more than a few pegs. Also I feel bad for Tae. 
Imagine most of your fans only stanning you because of your looks and who they think and hope you sleep with. This is why his feed is boring! He has nothing but annoying shippers. 
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what is it with all these secrets? (6)
series summary: you woke up from a long coma with no memory of a part of your life only to be told by your teammates that you're married to the man you hated seven years ago. even though that seemed to be the only problem, as time goes on you're realizing there's a lot more history and mystery behind the accident that left you in medical care for months. blackouts, more memory loss, mistrust and a strange man who seems to be connected to everything. every day it gets harder to trust anyone around you, but you won't stop until you can finally uncover the truth behind the accident.
chapter summary: everything starts being suspicious when everyone in the complex dissappears. but just then, you learned some things that may be or not connected to something from your past.
pairing: bucky barnes x f!reader
words: counting
warnings: just some bad words.
note: hi guys. i can't believe i got this out in one night, but i hope it is as good as i think it is inside my head. im really tired rn because i got sick and my whole body's just exhausted. so here it is for you guys! hope you like it and see you next time 💜
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You hadn't seen Bucky in two days. You had gone through and tossed and turned every room in the Complex, but he seemed to have simply disappeared. He'd been swallowed up out of the ground, as if he'd never been there at all.
And, being honest, at this point in the game you had no idea what to think. There was a jumble of thoughts and emotions inside your chest, all so crazy and frantic that you couldn't quite conjecture. That Bucky really hadn't existed would make as much sense in your head as the reality of that strange voice you'd heard out of nowhere in the middle of astral travel less than five days ago.
What the fuck was going on? Why couldn't you find Bucky? Why'd you had those memories when they weren't even yours? Whose voice was it? Why did it make you so suspicious of the team? Why did it seem like you were agreeing with it…?
Being alone with your thoughts wasn't the smartest choice of all, but Dr. Cho was done with the exams for the day and you had absolutely nothing to do. Probably by that time you had memorized every path, door and room in the Complex and were close to learning the color of every wall on every floor. The boredom was extreme and the ignorance did not make up for it.
Oddly enough, you hadn't met any of the team either.
It just seemed that every person you knew had disappeared from the Complex.
Alone with your luck, you wandered through every corner of the huge building until your head completely consumed you. You had in your mind only the memories of the last two weeks and that anything further back than that had disappeared. And you had tried to force the memories to come out, to give you answers and explanations, because no one around you seemed to have them or didn't want to give them to you. You had meditated, done grounding, watched hypnosis videos on YouTube, but you only got weird dreams in response. You tried everything, but it seemed like you simply hadn't had a life before the last two weeks. Were it not for the fact that it was impossible, you'd even doubt the few memories Bucky and some of the team had shared with you.
Like when one of the afternoons of the first week after several studies when Natasha and Steve came to keep you company and, among some of the things you were able to get out of them, they told you that you had once donated hundreds of dollars anonymously to several animal shelters that were about to close due to lack of funds across the country. Natasha also shared with you that one time when you were out on a girls' night out with the other girls on the team, you got so drunk that you bought five rounds in a row to everyone in the bar. The club gave you a membership after that.
Another day, Clint told you that you had rescued the two dogs that lived with his family in the field and for that alone his children considered you a real hero. He also told you that you had picked out many of the tattoos he had on his arm.
You also got Carol to tell you some things the first and last time you saw her. She told you that you two met in the middle of a fight and that you had beaten her. At that moment you remembered that you had laughed and asked her genuinely surprised how it was possible that someone with your physique and little fighting ability had been able to defeat one of the most powerful avengers, and she had only told you that you had caught her off guard. You didn't know it before, but you should have.
Tony was the one who shared one of the best memories with you. Your wedding day with Bucky. You hadn't even been able to get that information out of your own husband. He told you minute by minute what had happened that day, as if it had been his own. He told you how you had been nervous but confident since the morning, between hair and makeup, accompanied by your bridesmaids and him. He described the moments from the time you finished fixing your dress until you walked down the aisle and when you and Bucky said yes. He laughingly told you that Sam Wilson had gotten drunk on Asgardian liquor and gave the craziest and funniest speech of the night; he assured you that one of those days he would show it to you.
Between those and a handful of other stories, it was the only thing you had that assured you that you'd had a life before. And you were glad to know that you seemed to have lived it to the fullest, but that joy was mixed with a sour uneasiness in your chest that increased within you the desire for everything to go on as it had been before. But life being as unfair as only it could, you could only settle for imagining those memories that at some point you were able to evoke so vividly in your memory.
You also tried to ask questions about the blessed accident, about what had happened that day, but you never got a concrete answer. It seemed that every time you asked about it everything lined up around you so that the people you were with had to leave or simply left on their own with excuses that were too lame.
So, even though it seemed like you had maintained a good relationship with the team members and you had been a part of their lives and they had been a fundamental part of your life, you didn't trust them at the time. None of them. They never gave you any reason to trust, other than to talk about things in the past, and that maybe gave them the benefit of the doubt, but they hadn't done much on your behalf, so you weren't going to do it. You preferred to cling to doubt because it seemed to be the only certain thing among so much darkness.
Bucky seemed to be the only person you could really trust, that's why you had confessed to him what had happened in that hallway. But seeing now how he just disappeared, what were you supposed to think? In a situation like that, being the person you thought you were, you couldn't afford to trust just anyone. Especially when you didn't remember anything about anyone. Maybe you knew them well before, but what about now?
You went back to the control room when your feet started to hurt, the place where you started to spend more time those almost three days, mainly because you had magnificent view of all the cameras in the Complex and because your footprint was still registered with free access to the room, for some reason. It was past noon and you got tired of searching for answers in that meaningless labyrinth.
There was always a TV in the background on mute. You didn't know why. Maybe the person who should have been there instead of you liked to watch the news on mute. That seemed rather strange to you, almost suspicious. That every time you walked into the room there was no one there. You didn't even know if someone came in after you left or before you came in because you never saw anyone near its vicinity. But that didn't hold you back enough not to satisfy your curiosity.
You were watching that little screen when some familiar people started to appear in a corner of the newscast.
It was Steve and Carol.
With a frown you reached for the TV remote, which wasn't too far from the camera panels. You unmuted it and the words began to come fast.
“… the Avengers seemed to be having trouble with it. It's been over a year and it looks like this is a threat we won't be able to get rid of.”
As the presenter finished speaking, videos of the Avengers, many half-recorded with lousy cell phones and others with aerial views, took over the big screen. They seemed to be in different parts of the world, but the panorama was always the same: destruction and total chaos. Another voice began to narrate over the videos.
“October 27, 2022 is the day everyone remembers as judgment day. The sky turned purple and darkness surrounded the planet for seven whole days. Although scientists searched for answers, they did not think to look outside this planet. One man, an extraterrestrial, with immeasurable powers of destruction, has unleashed chaos on the planet ever since. He has not been credited with a name, but people call him-”
The screen went black and all you could see was your own stupefied reflection.
“What are you doing here?”
That voice stunned you.
You'd never heard it before, nor had you ever tried to get close enough to do so. For some reason you always preferred to stay away. And to have her show up now, right at that moment…
Still, even though she was the person you trusted the least on the team, and only because she had turned the TV off on you when you were discovering something that everyone had surely kept hidden from you and that had generated quite a bit of annoyance, you turned around and faced her.
“Who was that man?”
Wanda Maximoff didn't seem surprised by your question and your coarse tone of voice. She had indifferent features on her face, an unflappable seriousness that a person could only maintain after years of disappointments and suffering. At that moment you wondered if it had been the right thing to expel completely from your memory the fact that she had been one of your bridesmaids.
“A very bad man.”
“I'm not a child. Who is he?”
“No one you should care about.”
“Then why the hell did you turn off the TV? And why did you show up just then? Were you spying on me?”
Wanda didn't answer you, only focused on the control of the device she had levitating with one of her hands surrounded by that reddish mist so characteristic of hers. A shiver ran through your body, because you didn't even realize the moment she took it. Her eyes never left yours, and though you tried to keep your composure, she was too intimidating.
“Stop asking so many questions.”
Her open palm closed and with it she shattered the control. Its pieces fell noisily to the floor, interrupting the heavy silence that followed her words. If you had any doubts about taking that as a threat or not, you were left with none when you looked up from the floor, from the shards of the control ruined by her telekinesis, to see her face enserrated with eyes so dark you felt they could devour you.
Wanda wasn't playing around. For some reason she didn't want you to know anything about that man on the news.
Regardless of what she did or said, one thing that was certain was that this man was diabolical. The pictures and videos of the disasters, massacres and general destruction spoke for themselves. And even more so the fact that it seemed that the Avengers, united, had been unable to defeat him. The mere thought of his power, such that an entire group of super people couldn't stop him, made you shudder.
“Who do you think you are to say such things to me?”
Wanda rolled her eyes, and you saw her determined to turn around and head for the exit at once, as if that conversation with you wasn't even worth the effort, so you raised your voice:
“Does he have anything to do with what happened to me?”
You saw her stop on her feet, face inscrutable but her eyes glinted slightly. A small glint of surprise that gave her away. You almost pointed your index finger at her. It disappeared as fast as it could, but it had been there, you were sure. And her defensive stance didn't help her to maintain her nonchalant posture. You had hit the nail on the head. You didn't want to say you were right, but….
“It does have to do,” you mused.
“No,” Wanda spoke up, but too late for her liking. She had already changed and now looked like she wanted to rip her tongue out just because she had set out to answer your questions in the first place.
“Why is he related to me, is he to blame for me not remembering anything?”
“Stop it. That man has nothing to do with it.”
“You are a very bad liar.”
Wanda's eyes suddenly looked surprised, as if your words had been the answer to a problem she'd been searching for a solution to for years. Suddenly she didn't look terrified but… hurt. You couldn't help but compare that expression to the one Bucky wore the few times he had talked to you about things you didn't remember.
But her mask came back quickly and with a scowl she pointed accusingly at you.
“Stop asking questions and shut up.”
That time she left the room without you being able to think of anything to stop her.
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You didn't know what to do anymore. You had spent hours thinking about what you had discovered and Wanda's expressions, but you couldn't find a connection that was big enough to justify the drama everyone was making about the accident. If she had tried to hide it from you like that it must be related. That, or maybe it was simply someone who had hurt her deeply and she couldn't bear to see him or talk about him.
Mmm…
So, if what had happened to you was because of him, that man personification of chaos, there was only one way to put it together: being an Avenger, you were sent on a mission to fight this great villain, but in the course of the fight you couldn't defeat him and he left you so wounded that you had that memory problem.
That's it. That must have been it, right?
But… it sounded so small compared to the fuss that seemed to surround the accident.
No one ever mentioned it, nor did it ever escape their attention, even if they were distracted. They were trying to avoid the subject at all costs and run out of your reach as fast as they could. That they did those things, that they avoided the subject like the plague, didn't fit so well that in the end that was the simple explanation. It had been a fatal accident in the field, surely it had happened to them before. It was an occupational hazard. So why were they hiding it from you like that?
There must have been something else going on, and you had no way of finding out about it, because you didn't happen to have a cell phone or internet access. You'd never questioned it before because it seemed like the logical thing to do, seeing what you were recovering from and they didn't want you to have information overload, but now it just seemed too suspicious.
With so many things inside your head, you decided to leave the Complex. You had never gone farther than the distance of the parking lot within what you could remember, but you knew that the back was full of trees and surely green trails that your peace of mind would enjoy very much in those moments.
There, as you walked away from the building, your mind went back to Bucky.
He was the person you least wanted to stop trusting, but for him to disappear from your sight after what you said to him was so strange. And that the others weren't present either was also suspicious. Bucky had done nothing but support you during that short time you remembered and all the memories you had of him only focused on his kindness and understanding. There was no way to paint him as the bad guy in the story.
Then, there was the other thing you really didn't want to think about…that voice… what it had said…
Whoop, wait.
What's that?
You stopped in the middle of the trees.
You didn't know how far you'd walked, but it couldn't have been more than fifteen minutes since you left the Complex. You had been so focused on distracting your mind that you narrowly missed the strange thing that seemed to be in front of you.
An iridescent glow appeared a few feet away. It appeared and disappeared. It appeared somewhere else and disappeared. It was like bubbles. Or like the light that caused refraction when the sun rested directly on a clock or a mirror.
They weren't very powerful, you could barely notice the colors. But it did seem to be everywhere at the same time.
As you got closer, you noticed that your vision started to get a little blurry. Even though you touched your eyes, it wouldn't go away.
When you finally got close to it, to that kind of anomaly, you could notice that indeed the colors seemed to be everywhere because of the sunlight filtering through the leaves of the trees.
You also noticed that the blur did not disappear. But with a quick glance back and sideways, you realized that that strip stretched the length of the forest, and seemed to curve a few miles into the background.
What the hell was that? Your head was hammering for an answer, but you really couldn't understand what you were seeing. You could only process surprise and fear.
You raised a hand to reach through the blurry blanket and…
And…
You couldn't.
It was hard.
Too hard.
You moved your hand again, this time with your palm extended forward, and as soon as you made contact you could see ripples move from where your hand was upward.
That was a barrier.
And seeing how it extended sideways and upwards…
It had to be a dome.
But why was there a dome surrounding the Complex?
Your mind had barely begun to ask the important questions when you felt it. Everything happened very slowly.
An electric current passed from the barrier to your fingertips. You saw it coming from above. From your fingers it moved quickly to your arms and suddenly seemed like shock waves. You felt five currents, there gawking and dumbfounded, until the sixth electric current was so strong that it sent you flying a few meters back.
Surprised, you couldn't even react. You felt the emptiness of a fall as your body moved backwards, until you finally hit solid ground making a loud, elongated sound. You had crawled a little on the grass. In pain, you writhed on the ground, letting out slight groans. What was that supposed to be? Why had it thrown you like that? You hadn't even gotten out of a few questions and you were already entering another pile of questions.
When you sat down on the grass expecting to see the dome a few feet away, you were struck dumb when you saw that you were a long way from the trees. And several of them looked like they were cut down, very specifically they looked like they were cut in the direction you were thrown.
Without taking your eyes off that long path you stood up. It seemed to be that the current from the dome had thrown you so hard that you had gone all the way through the trees back to the entrance of the path. Even in the distance you could still glimpse the iridescent glows of the dome.
You were too surprised that you felt pain, but not too much. How could you not be in tremendous pain after crossing through fifty or so trees that fast?
But before you could continue thinking about the unreal situation you were going through, you heard a commotion in the back. In the parking lot. Being that the entrance to the trail was relatively close to the parking lot, you didn't have to walk too far until you began to make out faces.
They were the faces of the Avengers, especially Bucky.
You started walking faster when you spotted him and he wasn't far behind. It looked like he'd seen you sooner because he was already trotting towards where you were.
“Where were you?” you spoke quickly when he reached your side.
He didn't respond, just kept his gaze fixed on you. You barely noticed the dirt smudges on his face, and with a quick inspection he didn't seem to have any serious injuries on his body.
“Bucky?” you spoke again after several seconds with no response.
His body seemed frozen with his longing gaze fixed on your face. You missed his attitude, but at that moment you had important things to ask.
“Bucky, did you know there's a dome over the Complex?”
The aforementioned shook his head slightly. That question seemed to snap him out of his trance.
“And I saw someone on the news today. A man. Very destructive and evil.”
Bucky discomposed his face more and more. Suddenly, it looked like only fear and confusion made his expression. You didn't know if the right thing to do was to press on with asking or wait for him to say something.
The rest of the team, instead of entering the Complex, stood behind Bucky. You barely glanced past everyone because you really didn't want to see them, and you didn't want to have that conversation there either.
“Why don't we go inside?” you asked Bucky with pleading eyes as you grabbed his wrist to make him walk.
“There wasn't anything you could do, was there?” Bucky finally spoke, and you wondered for a moment if he was really talking to you or to what was going around in his head, because from the look on his face you could almost swear he was lost in thought.
His eyes were shining, emotions were passing too quickly across his face to identify them carefully. But one stayed with you: heartbreak. He looked like he had just been told that the love of his life had died. You thought for a moment if that was the expression he'd had when he found out about your accident.
The accident.
“Bucky, we have to-”
He embraced you. Hastily, he took your hand that had gripped his wrist and pulled you until he had you contained in his arms. His grip was so tight you feared he might bury your clothes in your skin. Still, his embrace felt like a welcome. Maybe that's how he would have hugged you if you had awakened from your coma with your memories intact. But you also felt desperation pouring from his pores, with the way he moved his hands over your arms and the way his breathing quickened and wouldn't calm down, even though you were so close. It seemed he feared you would disappear, that you would be gone again, out of his reach.
His thumbs caressed your skin, but it felt rough, hard, desperate. Bucky seemed to want to remedy something with that embrace. Maybe his guilt, maybe your pain. Maybe the time together you had lost. His touch almost surrounded the abuse, but his ragged breathing seemed to make up for it.
You wanted to push him away so you could go inside. You wanted to tell him what you had discovered in such a short time, the things you had surmised, but you couldn't find it within yourself to push him away. Not when it seemed he would faint if a millimeter of his skin didn't touch yours. Not when it seemed that your breathing near his ear was the only thing keeping him sane.
“I'm sorry. I really am,” was all he said, after several seconds.
His grip didn't lessen much over time. Rather, it stopped being a little desperate, but it was still strong. He didn't want to let you go.
And, for a moment, you decided to share his feelings. You hugged him back just as hard and also decided not to let go.
You hoped you were making the right decision.
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4ce-of-2pades-inkwell · 4 months
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I’ve been watching/listening to those SCP videos on YouTube while I draw Cuphead stuff, so it was only a matter of time before I came up with a crossover AU:
Dr. Manuel Animi is a young but talented scientist rising up through the SCP Foundation. He has a particular interest, fascination, obsession even, with SCPs that break the laws of reality, or that are beyond comprehension. Merely out of scientific curiosity, of course, nothing more... He spent many years working with eldritch beings such as… well, I can’t remember any off the top of my head, but things along the lines of what Cthulhu was expected to be, not his SCP reality. Dr. Animi had a better capacity than most for withstanding the dangerously incomprehensible, a mental tolerance for things that would drive an average person to insanity, but he was still human, and many times was affected to the degree of needing prolonged therapy or even intense medical treatment to recover. He would always return to his work with a passion as soon as possible, but eventually he was banned from working with any SCP classified as a significant mental hazard. His superiors claimed he had reached the lifetime exposure limit that was protocol (similarly to scientists working with radiation), and they cited his hair, which had changed from red to pure white as a result of the horrors he had seen, as proof he had been at this long enough to be at risk of permanent mental damage. They claimed his relocation to other SCPs was for his own safety, and that they did not want to lose such a bright scientist, but this was a lie. In truth, Dr. Animi’s obsession with these eldritch beings and mind-breaking ideas concerned them. They saw a high probability that Dr. Animi would not stay content with his permitted research, and would attempt to use the anomalies for his own purposes, becoming a threat. In short, he liked his work too much. If he had refused the ban on his area of study, he would have been deemed too far under its thrall, and would have been terminated. So Dr. Animi now works with other anomalies, though is not satisfied with his current work, and is biding his time for an opportunity to reenter his preferred field.
Chase Animi is a gambler. Addicted to it. This has caused him to go deep into debt, and in and out of prison. Any attempt to keep a job or build any kind of stable life is sabotaged by this addiction. He’s miserable, but he can’t stop. He falls in with shady crowds trying to pay back the money he owes, starts conning people for their cash, gets caught and put in jail again. He is not having a great time. One night, a bar fight gets a little too heated, and results in three men dead by Chase’s hand. If this isn’t enough of a crime to earn a death penalty, then he somehow does something else to earn his sentence. He ends up a D-class at the SCP Foundation. He is given cleaning duty for The Sculpture for several months, and as all goes to plan during that time, he survives without incident. Soon though, he is sent in to observe an SCP that affects a person’s mind—though he doesn’t know that yet. This is where he first interacts with Dr. Animi, who has just convinced the higher-ups that he should be allowed to study mind-altering SCPs again, if only ones of significantly less power and danger to himself. Chase doesn’t recognize the scientist that happens to share his name. But Dr. Animi recognizes him.
They’re twin brothers.
The two had parted ways years ago after an argument. Manuel had just joined the SCP Foundation as a scientist, and tried to convince Chase to apply as well, so they could stick together. Chase was furious with Manuel for wanting to retreat from society into a group of crazy all-powerful scientists, and for not telling him sooner that he was planning this. Chase wanted nothing to do with the Foundation or any organization like it. Manuel warned Chase that if he didn’t join the Foundation in some way, he would have to be given amnestics to forget its existence. Chase said that was fine by him, and that if Manuel wanted to leave him so badly, then he would be more than happy to forget his brother entirely. So Manuel, also caught up in anger, did exactly as he asked, erasing any trace of himself from Chase’s mind and leaving his brother for good, devoting his life entirely to the Foundation. Chase’s life, meanwhile, fell into disarray. It is possible that the careful amputation of such a constant presence in every single one of Chase’s memories negatively altered his mind in such a way that predisposed him to his addiction. With the sudden lack of something he had depended on all his life, he needed to depend on something else…
Dr. Animi recalled Chase from his current assignment before its effects could take a stronger hold, and through application of his recent research, was able to produce a near-total recovery. Dr. Animi then told Chase that they were brothers, and explained what had happened to cause his amnesia about their shared past. Chase was furious with Dr. Animi for destroying his memories of him, and disgusted that he would not only commit unethical experimentation, but do it to his own brother. Chase refused to speak to Dr. Animi further, but Dr. Animi still wanted to help Chase. He knew there were a few rare cases of D-class not only surviving their ordeals, but being allowed to reenter society and live ordinary lives. Only a handful of cases, out of innumerable casualties, but if Dr. Animi played his cards right, he could save Chase.
There was an SCP that had been discovered earlier that year (let’s say this takes place in 1973 I guess), SCP-666. That one that tempts people with addictions. Very few D-class had been tested with it so far, and all had died as a result of succumbing to their addictions, but Dr. Animi had a theory about the nature of SCP-666, and he was going to bet his brother’s life on it. He contacted the team studying SCP-666 and recommended Chase as a test subject, highlighting the strong gambling addiction that had been the root cause of every crime Chase had ever committed. The team had tested subjects with substance addictions, but had yet to try addictions of any other nature. They accepted Chase as their next subject.
Dr. Animi insisted on being the one to deliver the D-class to his destination. Chase refused to speak to him, but Dr. Animi whispered that he was doing everything he could to save Chase’s life. This was his best chance at not only survival, but escape. If Dr. Animi was right, SCP-666 was not a death sentence, but a test. Any D-class subjected to it who was not already an addict had seen no ill effects—666 did not compel a person to act against their will, at behaviors that were not their own, but merely encouraged existing addiction until it reached the point of death. If Chase could resist 666’s temptations, he may be released alive, and in order to study the long-term effects on his addiction, Chase would need to be introduced back into the wider world, where he could be monitored in his natural environment with its usual available temptations. Dr. Animi would convince the Foundation, somehow, that Chase could not be exposed to any other SCP without destroying a valuable research subject. All Chase needed to do was not die from SCP-666. An even more difficult task, as there was not much opportunity to gamble in containment, and Chase was feeling withdrawal. Dr. Animi had a theory, but the facts (which Chase was not supposed to be told) said that everyone who had faced this SCP had died. So why not live it up one last time before he went? What did he have to lose? What did he have to go back to? And yet, this addiction had destroyed his entire life. If he was going to meet his end… what if he could win, just once, over that all-consuming force? Win something not through luck, but through skill, through willpower?
Well, he’s going to try. He doesn’t anticipate an outcome where he survives. He’s not doing this because he believes he’ll be freed, in any sense of the word. He’s doing this to spit in the face of 666-1, and prove to himself that he has control in his life, even if that life is about to end.
Also, there’s one last thing you should know about Chase. See, that mind-altering SCP he did a brief stint with? Well, I looked pretty unassuming. Just a plain white cup sitting on a table. Chase didn’t know what he was supposed to be looking for. And he certainly didn’t realize when he started talking about me in the first person. My effects can end pretty badly for those exposed. Usually, they end up drowning themselves, often with tea. But Dr. Animi caught Chase’s symptoms early, and managed to talk him out of being a danger to himself. He was unable to be convinced that he was not, in fact, a cup like me, but Dr. Animi twisted this belief into something safer. Chase had arms and legs, right? And eyes and a nose and a mouth? He repeated this often, making Chase locate these attributes on himself, until he finally believed it to be true. He was a person, who had different needs than a cup. But he was also a cup, there was no talking him out of that. Dr. Animi could only do so much. Instead, he worked with Chase to develop a persona that became his new self-image, a persona that was, of course, still a cup, but functioned a lot more like a human. Chase once again understood himself to need sleep and food and air, and to be susceptible to death under many conditions that an average non-person cup would thrive in. And despite an insistence that his hair be constantly damp with tea or milk or coffee, Chase was deemed able to live normally again, thanks to a little outside-the-box thinking on Dr. Animi’s part. After all, Dr. Animi understood that you don’t necessarily have to see the world in a way that makes sense to anyone else to live a good life. You don’t have to be one hundred percent “sane.” Sometimes your life can even be better if you let yourself go a little crazy…
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suffarustuffaru · 2 days
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If you don't mind me asking but when did you first get into re:zero
yeah i dont mind at all :o ig yallre gonna hear my full origin story now haah. its my—my… ok id say tragic backstory but i dont think this is really that tragic LMAO. my humorous backstory? silly backstory?
anyway i got into rezero in summer of 2020!! this was months before s2 started airing and by around this time there was just s1, s1 directors cut may or may not have been out?? i forgor :<, but then s2’s first teaser came out right about now.
it was quarantine…. i was bored one day and wanted smth new to watch… and by then id only really briefly seen rezero—like you know that s1 promo poster with subaru standing there while surrounded by some of the main girls in s1 (beatrice felt emilia rem ram)?? yeah id seen that. in the back of my mind i kinda assumed the show was just another one of those abt a dude surrounded by his harem of girls or smth?? :< but then i learned the Real Premise is the time travel. via death!!!! and ive always loveddd angst and whump so i was like “NO FUCKING WAY I HIT THE JACKPOT” and eagerly looked into rezero some more to see if it was worth watching. and then i saw all the shit reviews on rz that never seemed to agree on if it was good or not…… and then gigguk’s video…… and then i saw mother’s basement on youtube make a defense of rezero s1 and i was like!!! ok fuck it im watching this show. i want the angst i want the complex time travel shit. i think id spoiled myself on a couple of subarus deaths by this point trying to decide if i should commit to rezero and then i started binge watching s1!! esp when i was like ok this is a good time to get into it s2 was announced right??
anyway i got hooked on rezero fr 👍👍 the first s1 emisuba lap pillow had me quaking in my boots ;-;;; and i was already invested from ep1 bc i liked the characters a lot already!!! i am simply BUILT DIFFERENT i loved subaru from day one!!! by the royal selection episodes ofc i was dying of secondhand embarrassment but tbh i grew even more invested in rezero after that!! i was and still am super impressed that the narrative had the balls to have subaru fuck up sooo so so bad there. like seeing that emisuba argument and the julisuba duel for the first time was crazyyy. the conflict was really good and the latter s1 development…. woagh.
and then you know i finish s1 and i immediately get to researching how to read, i read arc 4’s wn and bawl my eyes out from the sheer amount of rollercoaster both the emotions and Long Ass Novel gave me (yes i was bawling my eyes out at parent and child) (yes i was bawling my eyes out at choose me) (yes i was bawling my eyes out for all the suffering loops) (yes i was bawling) (i have no clue how i read all those pages fr like that arc is massive), i speedrun arc 5, i accidentally spoil certain bits for myself (arc 6 stuff), i read most of arc 6 in spurts, tune in every week for s2 (and bawled my eyes out seeing the s2 part 1 op for the first time) etc etc!! one thing lead to another and now i am here…….. three yrs in this fandom… nearly (?) a yr being active on rezero tumblr… HAH
also i made a reddit account back inn…. 2020 or 2021 bc i wanted to be a tinyyy bit active in rezero reddit (this was half a mistake btw. i think i have more balls of steel now but my younger self was sooooo naive. shaking them by the shoulders. this is an anime fandom!!!!!! and this is reddit!!! whatre u expecting???? i am less shy now on the internet thats for sure!!). anyway im still a tiny bit active on rz reddit now after not touching it for like a year. now i use my reddit account for spreading otto propaganda and slander /lh …../hj
but anyway ive never been active in fandoms until rezero and thats bc id usually lurk and a lot of my past hyperfixation medias were :< big fandoms :<<< but then. ok im a fanfic enjoyer and i didnt write much fanfic or publish fic at all before this fandom but then in 2020 after watching s1 i checked rezero’s ao3 page and *sniffles* *sobs* thERE WAS ONLY LIKE 2 PAGES ON THERE MAN….. A WHOLE DESERT…. yes and then one thing lead to another and now there is more fic and also ig id be considered an english fic writer elder maybe…… i started posting in like fall/winter 2020? and maaaan im one of the only ppl from that era whos still posting i think!!! ive seen the entire english fanfic scene pop up!! ive participated in a bunch of community events… sooo wild to think about. i feel old guys!!!
but now i have gotten more and more active in the rz fandom yes :3 its been fun!! rezero is very important media to me and ive met lots of cool people in my time here :) when october 2024 rolls around itll be s3 time (AAAAA HYPE HYPE HYPE) and like four yrs of me being in this fandom?? its wild but my lifes genuinely changed a lot bc of me getting into rezero!! met lots of cool people… made pals… gotten my writing and art out there and improved on it via. large amounts of rezero fanart HAH.. became more unhinged.. etc etc :D even got to meet one of my buddies i met via rezero irl 👍👍 more irl crossover events will happen i swear.
also gigguk in my eyes redeemed himself for his old rezero skit vid by making a glowing review for rezero s2 with his pals. i can forgive him i suppose :<<<
in conclusion: idk if i count as a fandom elder but i sure have a lot of my own fandom lore pfft :<<<
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upchuckedgaming · 4 months
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Sharing Hermitcraft with the Person I Love
Growing up, I never really thought about the person that I would potentially spend the rest of my life with; how our separate interests would interact and coexist. And probably, it was because I didn't think I'd meet someone with those interests or someone who would accept me for who I am. So that just never really crossed my mind, until I met my partner.
Ever since the middle of high school and into college, I always felt my interests were a little 'childish', not necessarily because they were specifically made for children, but rather that it wasn't the 'standard, main-stream' things to like. One of those interest that have been with me for a long time and is very dear to me is the Minecraft SMP server Hermitcraft. As someone who grew up with series like Minecrack and watching some veterans of the Minecraft YouTube space (SethBling, Ethoslab, GenerikB, etc), when I was introduced to Hermitcraft back in Season 2, it was something that I truly felt like I was missing before then. I had seen Minecrack, The Cube, and many other servers rise and fall over my time watching Minecraft content, but no server had ever felt so special to me and, obviously, so many others.
As such, I was hesitant to share Hermitcraft with my partner, who I knew was never in the Minecraft YouTube space much (but likes playing Minecraft), because I was scared. What if my partner thinks this is dumb? What if they think that I need to focus on other things? In retrospect, this is dumb. My partner loves me and supports me every second of every day, but that's beside the point.
At the start of Season 9 of Hermitcraft, I decided to introduced my partner to GeminiTay, one of the newer Hermitcraft players at the time, and started watching her episodes together at the start of the season so they could have a fresh start. And I am so happy I did. We have watched all of Gem's videos this season as they came out, and over the course of the season, we started watching more creators from Hermitcraft and that general Traffic SMP sphere together, and I cannot imagine enjoying this content without my partner at this point. From the start of Beef's development on Hermitcraft TCG to the depths of the Frost Citadel and Decked Out 2, we watched this world develop and I cannot be happier.
What really kicked off this post, however, was the release of the physical version of Hermitcraft TCG. Now, this was actually something that my partner bought for me first, as they ordered me the combo booster box and playbox they had on sale. But within the day or two after they bought a set for me, I decided to get my partner a set as well. So after months of waiting, they finally got delivered about a week ago. My package came a day before theirs, so we waited until we unboxed them together. Since we got the combo, we each received a special slabbed card with the potential for a signed card. As my partner opened theirs, they saw that they received a signed Bdubs card, and they were so shocked and surprised! They knew that I had been watching him for years, but also, he has become a favorite for them (both with the Hermitcraft series, but also Building with Bdubs), and it just made me so happy that they got someone that they knew and enjoyed (for those wondering: I got a signed foil XB card, aww yeah)!
And as we opened up the packs that came in the booster box, my partner was so excited to pull rare Gem, Cleo, and Scar cards (some of their faves) and already started thinking about making a deck with them. I cannot tell you how much happiness I felt in that moment as we shared our mutual love for this silly Minecraft SMP and the people that contribute to it. We joked that we initially were only going to get a single set, but getting one for each of us was so incredibly worth it. Heck, my partner even said, "Well, now we have cards for Hermits to sign if we meet!"
Now, is there really a point to this post? Not really, more so just wanted to both put my experience into perspective for myself, but also to thank all those creators in the Hermitcraft/Traffic SMP sphere for creating a space where sharing my interest of the server not only helped me grow closer with my partner, but also spawned a new fan at the same time! Sorry for the rambling!
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#cophypno story P1
So, it turns out my stupid idiotic idea that I thought might get me arrested, actually ended up being the best idea I've ever had!
What was the idea? Well, to get myself a personal cop plaything of course.
How would I implement my idea...well that's the tricky bit...I didn't really know. I kept hoping I'd meet one on one of the lesser known gay apps, or recognise one in one of the seedier bars outside of town. Sadly none of this worked out, well I thought it was going to...I did actually see one cop I recognised in a gay bar in the next town...sadly for me, turns out he was undercover... or so he said anyway, who knows.
So, what did I end up doing...well for a while, absolutely nothing. I'd pretty much given up.
Anyway, one day I ended up down a YouTube rabbit hole, watching one video after the next...I can't even remember what the first video was, when I ended up finding a video about mind control. Worth a watch I thought, even just for a laugh if nothing else.
Well this video ended up captivating me, maybe the video used some sort of subliminal technique to keep me watching, if so it worked. After finishing the video, I went to the user's channel and found loads more videos all covering the subject of hypnosis, mind control, manipulation etc. I was surprised these videos had never been removed, they taught the basics of hypnosis on the willing...and the unsuspecting!
This was when my idea came to light once more...I was going to hypnotise a cop. Wait...I'm being stupid right? I can't just go up to a police officer and use some mind tricks on him...can I?
Turns out I can do exactly that. I spent weeks, maybe even months, researching hypnosis, I even got chatting with the video creator to get some one to one training. I didn't tell him my plan of course. He taught me several ways to hypnotise someone, including a few ways when the subject doesn't even know they're being hypnotised!
Now was the day...there were several officers at my local station I liked, but there is one motorcop I've had my eye on for some time. He seems to be one of the senior officers on the bike squad, bit older than some of the other guys, but that is how I like them. He looks so good in his smart tight fitting uniform and tall boots. So now I just have to wait near the station until he returns from patrol, luckily I didn't have to wait long. As I saw him approach, I drove my car right onto the no parking area outside the main entrance, got out and leant against the outside of the car. Just as I'd hoped, he started to approach. Oh damn, I hope he doesn't notice my trousers starting to tent, I shouldn't have expected anything less though, seeing him approach, looking so damn sexy.
"sorry son, you can't park your car there, you'll have to leave it in the parking lot round back" he said to me. His voice was so smooth, it nearly made me forget why I was here, but I composed myself.
"oh sorry officer, I'll only be a few minutes, can't you just overlook it this time please?"
"sorry, if you don't move it now I'll have to write you up a ticket".
Just as he is about to start writing, I start to distract him,
"hey, before you start writing, have you seen the shine I get on the hood of my car? It's a special wax I use, if you look right at it, it seems to shimmer"
I wasn't lying either, it was a special wax I used. It turns out the hypnosis video youtuber I spoke to had a really developed it himself. He said it's one of the best ways to quickly distract people to start working on them, and he wasn't wrong. The cop was now staring directly at my car, he'd even stopped blinking.
"nice isn't it officer. You find yourself getting drawn into it, it's almost relaxing just to look at it don't you think"?
The officer looked slightly back up at me, his eyes already looked kinda sleepy
"uh huh" was all he could manage to say, before looking directly back at the car. I left him to stare a little longer before continuing.
"Officer...err, what's your name?"
He just about manages to reply;
"Officer Jack Bailey"
"ok Officer Bailey, continue to stare at the car, enjoy getting drawn in, it's magical, you feel so happy, relaxed and at peace as you stare. You can still hear my voice but all other sounds have gone silent. Your thoughts now should be focusing only on the car and on my voice. My voice is the only one you will want to listen to from now on. Keep staring and relaxing"
Jack looked so relaxed I thought he was going to fall over. I went over to his side and put my arm round him, like someone would do with their friend. I didn't want to look suspicious to anyone around, but in reality I was holding him steady. When I placed my a round him, I felt his firm body, he clearly works out. Well this made my trouser tent grow somewhat!
His head was now drooping, I had to be quick now before any other officers showed up.
"Jack, listen to me closely, later this evening after your shift is over, I want you to come to my place, stay in your uniform and come alone. I'll put my address in your pocket. You won't question why your coming, it will just feel right to you. Once you're at mine, we'll continue your programming"
When I said that last bit, I saw his face twitch slightly, he almost looked confused. I needed to strengthen the hypnotic control properly in privacy, but this should be enough to get him to that stage.
"now, in a moment I'm going to wake you up, you won't remember this happening, but you will do as I've told you. Also, you won't write me that ticket, you'll just remember that we've been having a friendly chat before I head away. Do you understand"?
"yeesss... I understand", he sounded so sleepy when he responded.
"now, when I snap my fingers, you'll wake up and we'll finish our conversation, you'll then carry on with your day as normal, but you won't tell anyone about our little chat out here.
*snap*
His face comes back to life, he blinks a few times before turning to me.
"well it's been nice chatting buddy, you take it easy out there" Jack said in his normal voice.
"err yeah thanks officer, I will do. See ya later"
He walked away into the station. I got back in my car and just sat there stunned...had that actually just worked? I kept waiting for some other officers to come out to arrest me...but nothing. Well the true test will be tonight! And you, fine readers, will just have to wait for part 2 to find out if I get my own cop plaything.
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lizaluvsthis · 3 months
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What got you to start drawing the boys do you take requests? Cause I like the cafe au
IT MIGHT SEEM CRAZY ON WHAT IM BOUT TO S-
When I said I've been a SMG4 fan for 4 years, I left the channel for i dunno how many weeks or months has it been. Then one day I saw WOTFI 2023 recommended in my youtube page and was.
"Wotfi 2023? But I thought- wait- who are these characters again?"
Turns out I forgot that Ive only seen SMG4 and SMG3's (cocomelon ass) designs during wotfi 2022 where it was both of their first redesigns from the movie. I stopped watching for a bit cuz I got busy.
Then I came back to see they were both redesigned in a better version now. Now that I thought about "where was their second redesign then?"
So I knew that I had to binge watch every single episodes from smg4's channel right after wotfi 2022
I then saw how much Three has changed ever since after the 2022th christmas episode.
If I were to be honest, watching igbp for the first time in my life even Mar10 day. I was about 85% sure that Smg3 worries too much for Smg4's sake.
They both are cosmically linked and three can feel what the other of his partner is feeling soooooo?
*circles both of my hands*
Three's gay. He looked fruity he felt fruity. During the movie and during right after he helped four's ass to get his channel back from running again.
It suddenly gave me some time for my brain to tell me "DUDE WHAT ARE YOU DOING THIS COULD BE A HINT- THIS IS MAYBE AN ENEMIES TO LOVERS!" I responded to my brain like- HELL YEAH I'M NOTING THAT DOWN.
Cuz I cant just sit here and just "watch the movie without sayin nothin" I HAD to do something AND make analysis about it because thats what I do when I notice simple details!
So when smg3 confessed those feelings of his to Smg4 and even running to save his life back again and even after saying "we're friends!" This gave me a bit of a shock. Three. Did you know what you did? Did you realize how much it meant for smg4? Did you FORGET- that you said you and him werent friends during the 2020th wotfi?
So then after all of this time... that means smg3 has been the one and always a tsundere to smg4
Even after the castle disappeared, him and three's chemistry started going into an actual progress from both of their chemistry from the relationship.
Thats a dedication for me right there. I do it not only for fun, I do it for my wants, have, and needs.
I know its funny for a minor like me to do all of this dedicaded in just a simple job, I have all kinds of specialities to include my works and skills and use them for this fandom again from how I did to the past ones. (But those past fandoms are dead-)
Ahem- what was I talking about again? Oh right- 3 and 4... sorry got a little bit too chatty-
So I noticed even more about Smg3's notebook and was like- "gahd damn- three had his own personal notebook this whole time?! Whats even inside of it? I'm curious..." so yeah-
Now jumping to where I watched 2023 of wotfi again (twice now) to see its context about it- I was flabberGHASTED in after the "drawing" and also the mysterious tv guy whose also appearing on as the final antagonist in the modern era and a new one from the new era.
"Holysht. This is about to go bonkers for the fans making up stuff about those 'what-ifs' that smg4 made from the previous video back then. (The part where waluigi won or desti being alive)
I'm curious enough to see what happens and even if its about tv adware. Yes too.
(THERE. In November I started to become quite more invested from the fandom and decided to drop in my luggage and load out all of my junks called Info-Analysis?)
So- hello! (Again-) :D it was a pleasure meeting every and one of you all- I stopped in just to come back from the fandom that I never made commentary about but now I can ^^
I started with doodling and knowing basic anatomy and shapes of SMG3 and SMG4's design (the new one) so that I could start on doodling about them. But what I didnt expect for myself is that I had created a long time chapter of "Indigo Secret" that wasn't supposed to be there on purpose.
It was just supposed to be a "silly" comic about it from where ■■■■■■■■ to ■■■■■■■ about the problem and then the part in this that came into ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■ from ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■
*BEEP*
I took myself a big motive after my blog gained 10+ followers and more notes. I thought working here 24/7 would make me feel something more for destiny and the trip!
So- yeah. Work. :) even when I'm at school I also complete my assignments and all of the shts and after that I can continue on with continuing the pages and with some cute doodles with the boys from a scenario playing through my head.
Now you have me making all of this and that ^^
Thats whay I'm popular for :)
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2nd answer...
Thank you for liking the cafe au! It means so much to the both for me and shay from the collab to move on!
I did say from my boundaries I take free art request 1 at a time only- and I could allow a second art request if I do have the time ^^
Yes I do take art request :)
(Except for-
oc-shipping with SMG3/SMG4 cuz they're both together in the au
NSFW
Some stuff that I can't approve on-)
Ask away :)
Thanks for asking me stuffs anon I really enjoy talking ^^
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