#i keep editing and updating it so this is i believe the third time i've posted this
Text
My newest Vagabond ref
#fanart#sonic the hedgehog#stvh#vagabond au#sonic au#my doodles#i keep editing and updating it so this is i believe the third time i've posted this#eggman#metal sonic#amy rose#tails#sonic#Stvh Ref
2K notes
·
View notes
Text
Proper Blog Introduction
Hello, and welcome to Redtail's ramblings and occasional coinings! Enjoy your stay.
Free Help for Palestine - A communal document created by me and editable by everyone for finding free ways to help Palestine! Mostly composed of petitions at the moment. If you can't donate or just want more ways to help Palestine it's very helpful.
About Me and the Blog:
I mostly will be coining orientations instead of genders because there are so many genders and the orientation market is low, and will mostly be coining labels that apply to me. However, I am willing to coin labels that don't apply to me. Please feel free to ask, and if I'm uncomfortable, I will just deny it.
Some posts aren't centered around me coining so sorry for any clutter
I am a perisex bigendermeld girl + enby and I use she/they pronouns
I have a label collection/hoard of 300+ that I loving named The Boxfort Palace. I may start a third blog just for my hoard. Or I may just keep it on the doc
Some of my important identities are asexual (fully, absolutely no sexual attraction), cupiosexual, demiromantic, lunian/mspec lesbian, bi lesbian, poly lesbian, and omni lesbian, and I specifically use full-moon springtide versions of all these labels. I do not identify as an mspec mono because there is nothing monoromantic about my lesbian attraction. I don't have an issue with the mspec mono label existing but I don't think it applies to me.
This blog supports aspec people, xenogenders, mspec gays/lesbians, gaybians, mspec hets, gayhets/straightbians and lesboys/turigirls. I am an mspec lesbian and ace.
This blog is NOT anti-paraphilia. I believe people with genuinely harmful and nonconsensual paras need access to help and support, and aren't inherently evil. I also believe paraphilias that are strange but not harmful or nonconsensual are fine. Do what makes you happy. Pro-contact harmful paraphilias, this is NOT about you. Please seek help and do not abuse.
I am Crit-Inclus and seek to understand people before I fully accept them. If I ask you questions about your identity, I mean no disrespect
I am predominantly white and am not comfortable with making things specifically for any POC because it does not feel like my place. If my blog grows big and people want to use my blog for visibility, post on your own blog and I will reblog it.
Because I am perisex I will not coin intersex specific terms, though you may ask for flag design help and reblogs for visibility
I am autistic and self diagnosed, I haven't updated this in a while but I've given up on not saying I'm autistic without diagnosis a long time ago, lmao. I got 153 on my most recent RAADS-R taking I def have autism
Still anti ABA and anti autism speaks fuck those guys
This blog is anti Boeing we hate Boeing in this household (if you're confused ask me about the 737 MAX I'll go on for hours)
I am a singlet so I'm not gonna do system specific labels. I will reblog system labels upon request
I do NOT coin radqueer identities. Radqueers can request non-radqueer identities because there's no reason to say you can't request something because of a belief. Even if it's harmful it's none of my business I'm the coiner. But I am anti-rq so you choose if you want me making the term
You may ask me to coin anything you would like if it isn't on here. It is my decision if I do it.
I am an adult, but the blog is safe for older minors
People in my DNI are allowed to use my flags and labels. I don't believe in gatekeeping who's allowed to use a term based on personal beliefs and opinions. I just don't wish to have personal interactions with you guys. It's up to you if you want to use flags made by an mspec lesbian who accepts xenogenders, lesboys/turigirls and the like, gaybians, and other complex contradictory identities.
I would appreciate if everyone who follows me can like, reblog, or comment on a post before or shortly after following. This is to make sure I don't follow back porn accounts that won't read this. I might block people who do not follow this rule because I will assume you are a porn account that just wants to send me spam links, especially if you're a blank blog.
Free Palestine. Fuck Isreal.
DNI:
Pedophiles (I'm not calling you MAPs.) Whether you're non-offending or not, please just don't interact with me. I support you guys getting the help you need but as a minor I think it's best we don't interact beyond maybe some likes and a request or two. I'm still too close to being a kid
Anyone who is going to start discourse. I don't care if you're proship, antiship, exclus, radinclus, radqueer, or anything. Don't start discourse. You can only continue discourse that I start. You can use my terms if they apply to you, like my stuff, reblog it, and comment, as long as you aren't starting an argument.
Solicitors looking to promote any sexual services. I am asexual, leave me alone. I don't want your porn. I will bodyshame you.
Anybody looking to e-date. I'm arospec, specifically demiromantic, so approaching me with romantic intent means you'll have to wait for something that'll never happen. I'm taken anyways.
DO NOT FOLLOW:
Queerphobic people
Racists/ALM/Anti-BLM.
Sexists/anti feminists
Radfems (you aren't real feminists, you're misandrists, AND you're misogynists, all at once)
Zionists/Pro-Israel
People who believe in transmisogyny but not transmisandry/transandrophobia
People who believe trans men hold any significant power over cis women or over trans women
Idiots who think only transfems can use the tr slur
People who think femboy is a slur or is about transfems. There is a 0% difference between calling a transfem a femboy and calling a transfem a boy. Femboy is an identity. It's entitled to think trans women can dictate what men identify as based on the bigotrd actions of others weaponizing gnc men's identities to misgender others.
Exclusionists (including mspec lesbian/gay/enbian exclus, lesboy and turigirl exclus, and gaybian exclus.)
Incels of any type. This doesn't refer to anybody who just hasn't lost their virginity yet, but specifically the kind of people who hold it against the people they're attracted to. This is usually straight men and incels are often a misogynistic hate group.
Radqueer/transx/transid and supporters
Pro-contact or Comp-contact Big 3 Paras
Anti-contact non-harmful, consensual paras
Pro-AI art
Proship/profic
NSFW blogs
Anyone in the DNI
I follow people back blindly so please don't follow me if I'm going to have to see gross things on the feed.
31 notes
·
View notes
Text
Wasteland (Fallout AU)
Pairing: Post-Apocalyptic AU!Frankie Morales x F!Reader/OFC (no y/n or physical description)
Chapter Rating: E (18+)
Word Count: 3k
Chapter Warnings: Nuclear fallout, violence, fight, post-apocalyptic themes. While this fic is based on the Fallout game series (specifically fallout 4) you don't have to have played the game to read the fic & there are no real spoilers.
A/N: Yes, it's been almost a year since I last updated this fic, but I was playing The Last of Us and it sparked my passion. I've always wanted to return to this fic & felt it was time. I did go back and edit every chapter. My writing has, in my opinion, improved and I wanted it to be cohesive as it continues.
Series Masterlist
Chapter 5.
Frankie lowered his ball cap, shielding his eyes from the harsh, draining sun. They’d been on the road for less than an hour, and his head was killing him. The pain built behind his eyes. It wrapped around his skull like a tight rubber band.
Her and Benny’s stupid little game to pass the time seemed to only make the pounding worse.
Benny appeared elated, grinning. “I spy something yellow!”
She thoughtfully tapped her finger at the corner of her mouth before pointing to an overturned school bus blocking the laundromat.
“Nope!”
“Then, the Super Duper Mart sign?”
“Damn, you’re good at this,” Benny praised her because that’s exactly what she needed - a bigger head.
She swished happily from side to side as she took her turn. “I spy something green.”
Loudly, Frankie groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose. All he wanted was a little peace and quiet.
He peered up and caught Santi eyeing him over his shoulder before quickly looking away – straight ahead. It was the third time today that Frankie had caught Santi staring at him.
This morning, Santi had been the first to wake up to find him on-watch instead of Benny.
I wasn’t tired.
Santi didn’t question his curt excuse – neither did Benny or Will. Whether they actually believed him or simply knew better than to push, he didn’t know but nevertheless was thankful they left it alone. He had no idea how to explain any of this.
Not even Frankie could fully understand what was happening inside him. He was supposed to despise her, so why couldn’t he get her voice out of his head?
Please - please. Nora.
She sounded so distressed – she was begging for help. It bothered him. It disturbed him.
He didn’t know when it happened or even how it happened, but somewhere in these last two weeks he had stopped hating her completely. He still didn’t like her - still found her bratty and annoying and most of all, untrustworthy.
It was so confusing.
None of it made sense. He barely knew this woman, but yet…
He clearly cared about her, at least somewhat. He didn’t care about her in a lovey dovey bullshit kind of way - no. But enough that he felt compelled to barge into the room to save her from a nightmare. Enough that he didn’t want her to suffer. Enough that he waited until she fell asleep to finally breathe.
There was a massive part of him that felt like caring about her in any capacity was wrong. Benny and Santi accepted her so easily, and even Will had started to come around, but for Frankie, it was different. This was personal - sacrilegious. There was a deep-seeded guilt that he couldn’t shake. The gold 97 branded her back and twisted his guts.
It reminded him of those years spent living in the cold and damp underground.
He should know better. He should know better. You should know better.
He could practically hear Tom chastising him. If she was a spy, if something went wrong and she fucked them over, he’d be the one who had to answer for it.
Whether he hated her or not, he still planned to keep her at arm’s length. Just because she had nightmares didn’t mean she couldn’t be evil. She could be a part of Vault-Tec, for all they knew. He could not let her close, not without proof that she was innocent.
Frankie was wondering if they’d have a definitive answer before Sanctuary when something in the distance caught his attention.
Something faint, a split-second noise that almost sounded like nails on a chalkboard.
Frankie scanned the area, and just like Concord, Lexington was another ghost town. The roads were crumbled, the pieces of asphalt cracked underfoot. The apartment windows were busted out, strips of curtains swayed in the wind.
Nothing stuck out as unordinary. Nobody else must’ve noticed the sound as Benny and her were still playing their little game – the other two led the way past Slocum Joe’s Donut Hole.
Another block, and he heard it again. Closer this time. Clearer too. It was metallic-ey, metal being dragged over concrete. His first thought was a ghoul trapped under a car, but it would’ve started wailing, by now.
Synths? Frankie shook his head. No. No, it’d been years since he saw one of them.
When the noise came for the third time, Santi and Will finally heard it too and jumped into action. Raw instinct kicked in. Frankie gripped her by the hip and pulled her flush against him before Benny could even reach out his hand.
The back of her head hit his chest with a thunk and she blinked up at him. “What the-”
Frankie shushed her, and she dramatically wiped her cheek. Even though there was nothing on her hand, she pretended to flick his invisible spit on the ground.
Ignoring her theatrics, he drew his weapon. They circled around the minutemen statue, but there were no mutant bugs in empty store fronts. No limbs sticking out of doors, human or ghoul.
Thud.
A flock of birds jutted out from underneath a rusted truck.
“Scared of a few birds, Fish?” Will chuckled, along with the other two. Assholes. Even the birds were laughing at him.
“I’m beginning to think you like me unarmed.” She smirked and shit – he’d completely forgotten that he was holding her. He backed away as if she scalded him. “Feeling a little lonely, Frankie? Just need someone to hold?”
Frankie’s lips formed a flat line. “In your d-”
Suddenly, the walkie on Santi’s belt hissed to life. The only reason Santi kept the stupid thing on was in case somebody called nearby for help. It’d been years since that happened. And even longer since he heard that noise.
It grated his ears. The blood in his veins rushed ice cold.
The static came and went, faster than a .220 Swift. Around them, the air went stock-still and completely silent.
“Uh - what’s going on?” Her voice slightly wavered as she slid towards him. The nylon material of her jumpsuit brushed against his knuckles.
Santi’s thumb hovered over the off button. “It can’t-”
A piercing cry from the walkie confirmed their fears. Cursing, Santi immediately shut it off.
Frankie spotted two hulking shadows on a brick wall, just a few blocks down. Fucking synths. If they saw her suit, that’d be game over.
Just before the synths rounded the corner, the group hid in a nearby alley. Frankie dragged her along with him. His back sealed against the brick wall.
“What’s going on?” she asked, but Frankie ignored her. His attention glued to Benny.
“Boost me up. I can get a scope on them.” Good idea. Will and Santi hoisted the younger Miller through a broken window.
“Frankie. Frankie.” She tugged and tugged on his hand until he snapped at her like a viper.
“Hold on,” he hissed and she cowered. Her chin trembled and he instantly felt like an asshole. She was scared. Of course, she was. They weren’t exactly hiding their own anxiety. She had no idea what was lurking around the corner –
Unless…she worked for Vault-Tec.
Now, probably wasn’t the time for this, but he didn’t know if he’d get another chance to test her. He had to take it.
“Synths.” He searched her face for a sign, some familiarity, a flicker of realization. Or even relief.
Instead, she looked more confused than before. She blinked at him - her brows furrowed and he didn’t have time to contemplate what that meant.
Soon, the synths would be here. He needed to make sure they didn’t see her. He glanced behind her shoulder at the dark corner. Bingo.
“Look at me,” Frankie whispered and she obeyed. “You’re gonna have to trust me here, okay?”
She nodded. He put a finger to his lips before flattening himself against the wall. Quickly, she followed his lead.
As the ground shook with the synths every stomp, she grabbed his hand. He didn’t pull away, but instead soothingly brushed his thumb along her knuckles without thinking.
The synths began to break windows, they’d fling whatever scraps and rubble were at their disposal. In his experience, it seemed like a tactic to scare people out of hiding, but it actually helped better pinpoint the synths location.
10 yards away, not much longer now. He hoped Benny was in position.
“It would seem my sensors need recalibration. Nothing appears to be here, officer.”
Frankie hated that robotic voice. It made them sound almost harmless, which couldn’t be further from the truth. Synths were High-Tech AI and programmed to kill. Their plasma guns, if fully charged, could burn a hole through titanium in just a single shot.
Also, these fuckers were nearly impossible to kill. With metal exteriors that contained only a few, tiny weak spots. An attack on a synth needed to be perfectly executed. Or else.
“According to my calculations, there’s a 79.78% chance that inhabitant 9-7-KJ2 is in the area.”
9-7. They were looking for her. Judging by how she was trembling, she didn’t realize that.
He didn’t think she contacted them, though. The only time she could’ve was when she was alone in the vault. If that was the case, then they would’ve caught up a long ass time ago.
“Well, according to my calculations, there’s a 98.23% chance they’re dead.”
“Just keep scanning.”
The shadows stretched along the street, inches away. Frankie nodded at Will - Santi. Go time.
Frankie shoved her into the dark corner where she’d be safest. He didn’t have time to explain or even watch her hit the ground. He spun around and formed a human wall with the other two, shielding her from view.
Synths had to be taken by surprise. It allowed them to get a few shots off before the synths could even locate them. Santi managed to land a direct hit to the larger of the two, the officer’s shoulder. The bullet spliced through its exposed wires, making it crackle. It wasn’t enough to kill it, but enough to severely hinder its aim.
“Enemy detected.” The smaller synth charged up its gun. The center was molten orange and glowing and directly pointed at Frankie’s head.
Before he could duck, the synth jolted. The orange center of the gun went black as it powered down. There was a golden tip of a 7.62 MM sticking out of the synth’s red, beady eye. It winked at him in the sunlight. When it collapsed on its back, Benny hollered in excitement from wherever he was hiding.
You must be terminated. The injured officer synth fired off a round, but each shot hit the brick wall above their heads. Not even close.
They kept fighting. Bullets pelted the silvery exterior with no luck. A barrage of dings and dents that didn’t even seem to faze the synth because it was striding towards them. Its body alone was like two of them combined. It could cause severe damage even with only a single, working fist.
Frankie lifted his gun with hands steady, barrel pointed at the tiny power core in the center of its chest. Boom. Bullseye.
The synth convulsed as its central system ignited in a storm of sparks and zaps. It gave one final, sad boop before crashing to the ground in a heap of dust and debris.
“Holy shit!” Benny whooped as he climbed out from a window and jumped onto the hood of a truck.
This was no time to celebrate. Later, they could but not now. Frankie swung the gun around his back. “We need to get out of here.”
“What about the chip?” Benny asked, already crawling on top of the larger synth.
Frankie clicked his tongue, then stiffly shook his head. “There‘s no time.” It’d take a few minutes, at least, to crack into the synth’s head then dig out the component from their strange robot brain.
“Come on, we can’t leave it.” Santi’s voice was low, trying to reason with him. “Think about last time.”
Frankie grunted in response before scanning the street. Empty, but he still didn’t like it. Too much gunfire. If more synths were nearby, they were fucked. Despite getting lucky this round, any more than two would likely end in defeat.
Frankie could tell he’d be overruled if he flat-out said no. So, he compromised instead. “Just one.”
Deal.
Santi patted him on the shoulder before joining the Millers. As they got to work on the synth, Frankie turned to find her wedged between an industrial trash can and the wall.
She didn’t look at him as he walked towards her. She stared blankly ahead at the synths in the road – down and decommissioned. A piece of metal was slammed on the ground and she flinched.
“Hey.” He spoke softly.
Finally, she looked at him, her head snapped up. She blinked; her eyes glassy – her lips parted. She was still verbally unresponsive.
Frankie cleared his throat and scratched the back of his neck where his hair was overgrown from the weeks on the road.
“Sorry for pushing you. Couldn’t take the risk of you making any noise,” he explained, which was mostly the truth. He didn’t want to risk her crunching or bumping into anything and altering the synths of their location. There was also the whole suit debacle, but he couldn’t tell her that.
He stretched out a hand, and she just looked at it. Alright. Maybe he pushed her a little harder than he thought. He searched her for any blood. None.
Concussion? Her pupils were huge, but equal sizes at least.
“Are you okay?” He bent down and finally, she snapped from her stupor.
“Fine,” she answered, her voice slightly shaky. “I’m fine.”
She accepted his hand and he’d never felt such soft skin. Even though her palm was damp and clammy, her hand felt like silk against his callouses as he helped her to her feet.
On her first step, she stumbled like a newborn fawn. Luckily, he was close and quick enough to catch her. His other hand gripped her waist to keep her from falling into the wall.
“Got it?” he asked, dropping his hands to his side once she straightened.
“Sorry. I’m good now.” She barely met his eyes, brushing the dust off her suit. “Thank you.”
Frankie nodded. He reasoned she was shaken up by the synths and rightfully so, but he wondered if something else was going on.
He watched her intently as she slowly approached the smaller synth, much like she did the ghouls. Her gaze roamed over its mechanical body. She tilted her head and sucked in her bottom lip, nibbling at the sensitive skin.
“You’ve seen these before,” his tone walked a thin line between a statement and a question. He noticed the others perk up. They were listening.
She hesitated, but then stiffly shook her head. He couldn’t tell if she was lying or not. He didn’t have time to ask either as Benny ripped out the tiny chip from the synth’s head.
And they got the hell out of Lexington.
—-
You couldn’t get them out of your head. When you saw the synths, their towering bodies and pewter silver exterior, you thought of Nora - the robots who executed her on the rocks.
But it was a mistake; a faulty association your tired, stupid brain decided to make. For all the similarities between them and the synths, there were very clear differences.
Their voices for one, not so much in their cadence and tone, but the synths could actually converse intelligently instead of spitting out programmed protocol. And their faces, the synths were far more creepy - chiseled and human-like as if carved from marble. Most importantly, the synths didn’t bear any Vault-Tec insignia. Not on their arms or legs or chest.
And then, it suddenly hit you - you couldn’t recall if you’d seen any sign of Vault-Tec since leaving the vault. Even though it had been a taboo dinner topic, the streets still ran rampant with their propaganda.
As you booked it out of Lexington, you searched for any sign of the company. There were no vault-boy bobble heads in the store windows. No exit signs. You could see the Red Rocket and Supradent billboards even if they were weathered. Hell, even Jean’s Skydiving was still clearly displayed, but not Vault-Tec. Those were wiped clean, as if they never existed.
What the fuck was going on?
Your feet felt like cement blocks. The back of your throat felt blocked by a giant cotton ball. These guys somehow knew about Vault-Tec. Maybe they heard stories. But from who? From where?
Benny yanked you by the arm, so you must’ve been hyperventilating or something because he asked, “Are you alright?”
The men stared at you, and you felt like an animal at a zoo. You were light-headed. You tried to brush him off, but stumbled. Oh no, you were going to be sick.
“I think I need to sit down for a bit. It’s so… hot.”
It wasn’t a complete lie. Sweat dripped down your back. This damn suit was like a sauna. The heat was as brutal as the pace they’d set trying to get some distance from the synths.
You slumped down on the hood of a car before you could accidentally collapse. Benny offered you his canteen, which you chugged and chugged and chugged. It didn’t wash away the awful lump in your throat, though.
They agreed to take a small breather, just not out in the open. Santi and Frankie quickly cleared out a quarry watchtower just down the road.
It was nothing more than a cramped room with a worn leather loveseat for two, a swivel chair and a cheap, plastic desk. The five of you could barely fit.
Benny rationed out scraps of food. Supplies had gotten dangerously low, probably because of you. Just another mouth to feed. You tried to deny the remaining dry fruit, but Santi insisted. We’re fine. We have enough to last us until Diamond City.
If all went to plan, you would reach Diamond City by tomorrow.
You barely nibbled on the scraps, too lost in your own head. In the two weeks since leaving the vault, you’d accomplished nothing. The only thing you’d done was get further and further from Concord, further from the vault and your frozen family.
You didn’t think things could get more confusing than the day you woke up alone, but here you were even more puzzled. You just wanted some answers.
You peered up at the group, and debated saying something. Could you trust them?
No. Your dad’s low baritone echoed around your skull like a second conscience. Don’t trust anyone. They’ll take advantage of you. The only people in this world you can trust is us - your family. Me.
If only they’d been more honest with you. Maybe you wouldn’t be here in goddamn Arlington with four men, four basically strangers taking you all the way to Marblehead.
Perhaps, they’d be free if you weren’t always kept in the dark. If they would’ve accepted your decision to not work for Vault-Tec. If your mother and Alice did not use secrets as leverage and hold it over your head.
Join us and you can know.
You couldn’t keep doing this. Could not keep living like this. You were getting absolutely nowhere.
Don’t do it.
Don’t do it.
Don’t do it.
Your dad’s voice was screaming through your skull. But the words bubbled and bubbled and bubbled up like molten lava in your throat.
Don’t betray me-
“I lied,” you blurted out, worried the courage would slip away since it always did.
Once the words left your lips, your mind, the room alike, instantly went dead quiet. You could not bear to look up, and traced the squiggles and lines of the ugly pattern on the scratchy area rug.
“I’ve seen the synths before or I don’t know, I guess. But it was something similar.” You swallowed. “They were outside the vault that day.”
It was the first time you’d talked about it again since the day you met them. They never asked about it after, and you definitely didn’t bring it up, either.
Benny scooted his chair closer. “Was that the only time you saw them?”
You nodded.
“I’d obviously seen other robots or whatever, but none - none quite like them.”
“Why’re you telling us this, now?” Will asked, but his tone wasn’t accusing. Or even angry. It was just genuine curiosity. What changed from then to now?
You took a moment along with a deep breath.
“I can’t do this anymore,” you said. “I’m tired of this game where we dance around each other. I’m hoping if I’m more honest with you, then you’ll be more honest with me.”
This honesty had limits that went unspoken. But everyone knew it.
And they agreed. “I think we can do that.”
For the first time in weeks, it felt like you were actually getting somewhere.
#frankie catfish morales#pedro pascal fanfiction#frankie morales x f!reader#frankie morales x reader#frankie morales fanfic#triple frontier fanfic#frankie morales fanfiction#frankie x reader#pedro pascal
80 notes
·
View notes
Text
Creative Goals & Progress (April 24)
A little longer between entries than I meant, but there's no reason these updates can't be a little ad hoc.
Goals are split between “things I will put on Tumblr when they’re done” (aka, fandom stuff), and “things I will be keeping to myself” (because they will eventually have my real name associated with them). In the first category (fandom), we have:
Finish one (1) Appmon fanart Status: Progress on coloring since last update, moved to May
Finish writing and editing this Adv. 02/Kizuna sunglasses fanfic Status: 85%
Populate the queue for @harushinkai-daily (Need to watch, screencap, and caption episode 45, bay-bee!) Status: DONE
Third anniversary omake for harushinkai-daily I can’t believe the blog is almost three years old, wowwwww! Status: DONE
Accompanying fanart for Sunglasses fic??? Status: Started
In the second category (personal), we have:
Finish one (1) drawing for a Secret Personal Project Status: Not Started
Design a pin(!!) for someone at work Status: No progress since last update
So yeah. We're experiencing scope creep on the Sunglasses fic with the addition of a fanart, rotfl. I think it would be nice to have and sketches have been fun to do, but we'll see about a full colored piece. I would still like to finish the writing part this week, but it's shaping up to be a pretty busy one professionally, so I'm not sure I'll be able to make the time.
I REALLY need to knock out an SPP drawing by the end of this next weekend. It should NOT take very long, but I've been putting it off :|
5 notes
·
View notes
Text
hey, i'm sharky! welcome to my clip dump. the dedicated blog, anyway. i'm one of failboat's moderators, and i've been in his community for, as of writing this, over 6 years. which is more than a third of my life. which... doesn't really sound like something to be proud of lmao. anyway, i've witnessed a lot of weird and funny moments over that time, and i figured someone oughta make clips of those moments. so that's what i'm doing now! and why you're reading this post!
by the way, this is one of those things where i see other people doing something and i'm like "i wanna do that too!". so don't be surprised if i suddenly stop uploading clips. frankly i'd be shocked if i end up keeping this going for a while lol
submitting clips
look, i have a busy life, what with school and prepping for college, and there's probably MONTHS worth of content to look through. that's why i need YOUR help to find good clips! now, i'm only looking for the best stuff, not just something mildly interesting. i hope you don't mind me being picky. ...then again, i tend to laugh a lot at this guy's content. but anyway!
Here's how you can submit:
the "Submit a clip" button at the top of this blog
under this post via reblogs/replies (you cannot attach video files this way; links are not clickable in replies)
you can TRY sending an ask? i believe in order to send a link with an ask you need to break it up. generally they do not work
eventually i want to have a video on the channel dedicated to submissions. will update on that later
if you post your own clips, please let me know if you're ok with me uploading them! and whether or not you want credit for making the clip
Submissions must include either:
an already clipped video file with a link to the source (be sure it's high quality and shows nothing other than the video itself! i dont want to see video UI or any amount of the rest of the page. just to save me some time lol)
a link to the source with the clip timestamped (either in the post or linked to that spot) and a description of the clip
a link to a clip made using youtube's tool with a description of the clip
you can optionally include a title with your submission but be aware i may not use that title
Clips may be sourced from:
vods on stream storage or unlisted streams (PREFERRED)
videos from the main channel or dinghy (most of these are edited streams, if the moment can be found in a vod use the vod only unless the editing enhances the bit)
videos not on any of failboat's channels but that he appears in
i'd prefer that sources be only from within the past ~5 years. i'd rather not dig up anything too old and potentially cringe-worthy i hope you understand lol
this info is absolutely subject to change. if you have any questions or concerns, please let me know!
Links
The clip channel
My main blog -> @pankomako
2 notes
·
View notes
Note
Do you have any recommendation for good yuri manga that's between adults? Not teens?
Would you say you are kind, or mean towards your OCs? The difference being how much turmoil and conflict you put them through?
Ooo this ones a fun one since I usually try to consume/read decent adult yuri manga (not necessarily suggestive or nsfw themes)
My best pick would be;
Tsukutabe/tsukuritai onna no tabetai onna/She loves to cook and she loves to eat;
It's a refreshing series about food that i'm glad to recommend without hesitation, currently there are two english volumes that are out and there's a third one that's currently in JP, so I'm just waiting on that.
I'll make a quick synopsis here but Nomoto is an office worker that loves to cook, and she really wants to be able to make huge meals but due to her small appetite, she couldn't finish it so she doesn't do it until she accidentally makes a huge meal to calm herself down after a comment from her co worker that pisses her off. Here comes Kasuga, who is Nomoto's neighbor that she met yesterday, amd notices her large meal that's for herself to eat. This gives Nomoto an idea to ask and invite her to eat the meal that she's made. This in turn allows them to start a new friendship towards each other, and it's a wonderful development, that much I can tell you!
There's also a live action adaptation that's also very well made, that I just keep watching whenever I want to watch something nice and calming, aside from a few differences from the food thats presented from the drama and the manga.
(Also that's probably the only one that i've seen that doesn't use fat jokes in a series that talks about food, especially if you're familiar with any anime/manga, you'll hear comments about it)
Tsuki to suppin/moon and no makeup/Night and day
Another series that I enjoy, it's been on hiatus for a few years now, so it stops at a certain point. Now for this, it's a slice of life series from the beautiful and stunning Akari and the sleepy/bed headed Shiho, although different from their looks, their feelings for each other are the same, which is to make each other happy!
Lit a light
A oneshot manga about a mercenary who's at risk of endangering a storeworker due to repeated visits. As a oneshot, I won't say much but expect gun violence to be used throughout and a bit of food talk, as a bonding point.
Beauty and the beast girl
Okay for this, theres two versions to the beginning of the series; the pixiv and the solo book
The pixiv is the actual start of the whole series. The solo book, the official edition, if I remember correctly as the name, has updated art and small additions that were added throughout, but it's not so different that it differs greatly from each other, but I'd reccomend the official version as the translation better words Lily's words at a certain part, as they're probably the most difference that you'll see from both versions (if its the english one, the japanese, I'm not sure since i can't read it)
Now for the actual story bit; it revolves around a beast who is alone until she meets Lily Blind, who wandered into the forest and into the flowerbeds where they meet and start to converse to each other. After realizing that Lily can't see, she lies about being a traveler and gains a friend. However, after a certain point, she regrets it after hearing about how Lily became blind.
While official publishers say that it goes from 1-12 of the pixiv chapters, it actually goes up to 17, so that's something to keep in mind if you read the official version!
Speaking of; there are suggestive themes from time to time, mainly in the pixiv extras and r18 comics (there's 3 if i remember it right) so thats another thing to keep in mind
I believe this series is the one out of two where there are disabled lead characters in yuri works that I've seen at least treated well enough that they don't infantalize their characters for that. (the other is amayo no tsuki/the moon on a rainy night but that one takes place in high school as teen leads)
Otherside picnic/Urasekai picnic
This ones one of my all time favorite series due to the themes that it presents, through horror and self exploration and coming into terms past abuse that the main leads have faced. It's a sci-fi horror that takes inspiration to Roadside picnic.
There's a novel version that gives a lot more detail to our narrator, Sorawo Kamikoshi and her internal thoughts, which are the main highlights to the novels for me. The manga leaves this out but it should still be a good read, just without Sorawo's comments. The manga is currently at volume 3 of the novel series and the novels are at 8 and its a monthly update so it will be a bit slow if you wait for the manga after finishing the latest update, so if you're still curious about what happens then the novels are avaliable (unfortunately there's no audiobooks so it's something to be read yourself)
There's an anime adaptation but after episode 3, the order of events changes, contradicting each other so it's a bit unfortunate that its the way it is, as it could've been better for an anime adaptation for a wonderful yuri series. The animation is also not great as a whole, as some feel stiff and the use of 3d models could've been better.
Oc's time
I feel like for most of my ocs i'm nice at the beginning until i develop them more and thats where i'll add pain and agony into their character and stories. I feel like the more i put into certain oc's, the more that I'm open to poking fun at them for a bit, such as Rigby, since she's actually the longest I've developed a character without major skips of time from me.
Siomari's my next character in line with that but i actually don't make fun of her, it usually makes me sad since i understand bits from her. (Although this applies to Rigby as well, I'm just more open to making jokes about her for some reason, i guess more pain means more humor into it?)
Simply put; i'm nicer to new oc's and the ones that have more development and have some time to it will have a harder time having a happy life for themselves
(Imagine the Gordan Ramsey image with the masterchef kids vs hell's kitchen)
#drmajalis#asks#sorry for the repeat answers from the previous asks but i'll try to add more into this#from the explanation and titles this time around#long post#also sorry that tsukutabe had the longest info dump. It's a series that i love so much and i'm just happy to bring it up to people#especially when it comes to yuri stuff#i would've added a few more but I think that it's enough for now at least#then again i thank you for this questions and i hope that you have a lovely day#hoa responds#ocs
6 notes
·
View notes
Text
Radioactive Baking Uncensored
It's fucking weird and only gets stranger the more I think about it. Not only do I have two published poetry collections (and a third one that I'm currently working on editing, formatting and getting ready to submit for publication) but my shit is finally starting to sell.
At this point, I don't think the strangeness will ever actually wear off. It's stupid and I know it's fucking stupid to keep going "holy fuck," but I kind of can't help it; it's not gloating or bragging by any means, it's seriously weird as hell.
I have finally updated the cover for "Aeternitas," so it's not available until my publisher accepts what I replaced their default black cover with; I think the new cover will fit it far better. The version with the black cover can be considered "limited edition" or some shit, since hopefully there won't be too many out there with the original cover design.
I'm going to attempt to crack a new collection out once a month, or once every other month, until writers' block slaps me in the face or some shit like that. I don't know how well that will end up working out, but an attempt will be made, for better or worse, until I've got at least a couple more collections out there.
I completely realize that being in an extremely small niche means that what I'm doing is basically gambling and there's always a very large chance that things won't go according to plan, but I've never been one to plan much of anything in the first place, that way I am always ready for anything that life throws my way.
I should -probably- stop reposting memes and random shit here, that way this looks far more credible and interesting; just stick to thoughts and poetry.
I should also work on cranking that bio out someday, but I still can't get any further than "I was born." Seriously, every time I think about working on that thing, it's like I become the least interesting person alive; like magic, I have absolutely no interests or hobbies to speak of, I've never done anything worth mentioning and the most risky thing I've ever done is being born, apparently.
Or I write a bunch of time-wasting, half-comical bullshit that does not and never will matter for any reason; things such as: "I like to believe I'm marginally more tolerable than the nuclear apocalypse, even if I'm far less interesting than a cybernetic donkey. My next poetry collection will be completed before the heat death of the known universe."
Yeah, I can't include things like that. So, I'll revisit the thought one more time at some point in the near future. No, I won't "clean up" the way I write; I write how I talk and think, so if it offends people, I'll live with it.
0 notes
Text
There are four open files on my laptop
Why am I telling you all this?
Because I need to motivate myself. Thank you Matt for the self doubt you instilled in me when I was six.
But enough of that asshole that I called my grandfather, on to the files!
The first file is a running brain dump. On it is everything from Fanfiction ideas (yeah I write fanfiction, it's been a hobby for the last thirty years. Do I make money off it? No. Will I ever publish one of them for money? No.), novel ideas, podcast ideas, and sketch ideas for TikTok and YT sketches. This running list is updated as I think up ideas, luckily I can have it on my laptop and on my phone for easy general ideas brain dumping. And yeah, that file will NEVER be seen by others, it's written in my own short hand so yeah, it's kept as safe as I feel keeping it.
The second file is the podcast I've been working on for a while. I want the script to actually feel natural before I start recording that crazy adventure (And there might be a book series with that too if only so I can fill in details that I can't do in an auditorial form). This stays on my laptop, though while I'm at work I toy with ideas in my work notebook when I can get some time between clients.
The third is the fanfic I'm currently editing (I have been playing in DC's multiverse a bit, and the fic really needs some work even though it's unfinished). This gets toyed with when I'm stuck on other projects so it may be in it's current state for a while yet.
The last file, is the novel I'm toying with, which I started writing, honestly when I was about 8. Though it's gone through a LOT of revisions. Currently I've changed the main character about twenty times, though now I think I'm actually happy with how it's going. Hell, I started writing it before I knew what Urban fantasy is, and it's a pinch of that, mixed with some sci-fi and well, I'm still debating how I want to publish it. Self publishing has some perks, though also has a lot of pitfalls. Why is it still open on my laptop? Because it's the project that I am still trying to use to find my true voice.
Which brings me back to Matt and the words he said to a six year old Nick. On Christmas if you can believe it. My brother and I were told to go help him and Ma (my Mom's step-mother) bring the Christmas presents from their house (which was three driveways down from ours) to ours. It was a yearly tradition for about ten years, but that year... that's when I realized Mom's side of the family was toxic. My brother had gone ahead with the orange sled filled with the brightly wrapped packages, our dog Wolf was padding along beside him, enjoying the snow. Ma stayed back at their cabin to bake pies for the yearly gathering, so I was walking with my grandfather.
Someone who I always thought should be supportive of their kids and grandkids. Maybe I was a little jealous of what my cousins on my Dad's side got with being so close to his dad for the holidays (Grandpa would bake, Grams would make candy and they had a FARM! I mean really what little kid doesn't want to be on a farm? Other than farmer's kids), instead, I had Matt.
He hated anyone with an education higher than third grade, and hated anyone who read books. Mind you as a kid, I always had my nose in a book. It was the first thing I packed when going on a camping trip (Yeah I'm one of those campers that will take two pairs of jeans and about four shirts and pairs of socks. The rest of my camping bag has a book, and various snacks.) and he thought it was a waste of time. Though when he and Ma babysat us for the weekend all they wanted to do was listen to talk radio (my hate of right wing media may have started then honestly) and ignore us. So, as a baby GenXer, I had to pretty much raise myself, and make sure my 2 year younger Millennial baby brother (mind you I'm introvert while I swear my brother can be dropped in the middle of NYC in rush hour and walk away with twenty friends in five minutes. I'm not talking acquaintances, but life long friends of varied cultures. Yeah, I might envy him a little.)
I'm distracting myself sorry.
So, on this walk, which only took us about three to five minutes to do the round trip, Matt asked the dreaded question.
"What do you plan on doing with your life?"
I was six, and he knew before break we had been asked that by our teacher, and my class's homework over the break was to write a paragraph (A whole hundred words!) on the subject. So I guess he was expecting me to answer something like taking over his business (they ran a ceramics shop in the local tourist trap) and being a loyal housewife. Or some boring shit like that, though really the ceramics would have been fun to learn... ANYWAY
What came out of my mouth was -
"I want to be a writer like Daddy, or a cop."
Matt was silent for a few moments as we walked, I thought that I had said something wrong, but Dad had always told me that I have the potential to do whatever I wanted. He never treated me any different than my little brother (for the most part. Boo got to go on the yearly fishing trips before I did. Even though I begged Dad to let me go.). Though as we neared the driveway, Matt finally spoke up.
"You'll never be good at either. Those are jobs for men"
That's exactly what he told me, I was six years old, it was Christmas of 1985, and I'm standing in the middle of a gravel street, on the packed snow in white sorel boots, a cream colored snow suit with a pink knit scarf and hat, my hands in pink and red mittens stuffed into my pockets, unsure if I wanted to run ahead of him, or sit on the street and cry.
Of course, I let him walk ahead of me, slowing down so I could compose myself. I wasn't going to let his words ruin Christmas for the family. So, yeah I stuffed it down.
So that fourth file... Is all my emotions, my thoughts, my two (thankfully) failed suicide attempts, and all the other horrible memories being used to build the spite fire that fuels that book. It is a passion project, and a Fuck you to Matt, for telling me I was worthless and causing the school to think the childhood depression I fell into, was saying I wasn't mentally ready to go onto the second grade. It's the anger I felt later in life when Matt kicked his own daughter, my Aunt K, out of his house when he was dying, because she was a lesbian, (Which is another story that I might tell later), but the two of us spent the day together while the bastard was lying dying.
Hell I lied through my words when I wrote something to be read at his funeral which ended up being on my fourteenth birthday. I wrote what they wanted to hear, and refused to go to the funeral and the wake. Even though my mother and Ma wanted me there.
Only time I will go to where his ashes are scattered, will be when I have the ashes of that book, published, and in my hand. I will make sure that I can make a pit stop in the book tour being that town, just so I can go back into the woods and scatter the ashes of the book with him, screaming at the top of my lungs "Fuck you asshole, you fueled this, and spite has made me into something!"
So yeah, that file, I want to be the best work I can actually create before I publish it. Something worthy of being a Fuck You to the man that should have encouraged me with kindness instead of encouraging me with spite and anger.
And yes, I realize I should probably go to a therapist for all my childhood trauma, but you know what, I think right now, keeping that anger, at least until the book is done, is actually helping me more than a therapist can.
0 notes
Note
💜 Hey Katie do you have any suggestions for other writers I should follow who write sambucky fic? 💜
Oh darling, yes I do! The following are my three favorite authors (all on AO3) because first, they tend to writer longer stories which I prefer. Second, they write sex scenes very well: soft but hot, without being raunchy and uncomfortable. Third, they all have a way of writing that makes you feel like you're really in the characters' headspaces. They aren't as dialogue-heavy as I am, and I just really love that about them. They have a way of writing that's just...I dunno, you'll get what I mean when you read their stuff (if you haven't already) and I just am so envious of how they do it. Edited to add that these three writers all have substantial libraries so they will keep you busy for awhile.
Glittercake
They wrote probably one of my favorite Sambucky AUs (Lighthouse) as well as another really great non-AU (Like Soldiers Do) that starts out as basically PWP and then turns into something so sweet and tender it'll kill you. They're also on tumblr: @glittercake
Napricot
Two of my favorite Sambucky works are by this author: the Best Laid Plans series and Gator Round the Warm Bed of Beginners. I'll be reading these over and over again.
Notcaycepollard
Oh man... Their stories are just *chef's kiss*. I've reread most of their Sambucky stories numerous times, they are my comfort fics. They write Sam and Bucky just so perfectly, most of their stuff is pre-TFATWS and fills in those mysterious gaps between TWS, CW, and Endgame, which I really love. They're also on tumblr: @notcaycepollard
Here are also some of my favorite stories by other authors, who I've only read like one thing from. These are all complete; I didn't throw anything in that hasn't been updated in awhile. I won't bother with descriptions or ratings, otherwise this will be a ridiculous long post lol. Just a heads up, I tend to gravitate more towards Mature and up, so that's what most of these are I believe. I also typically now focus on Sambucky only, though one of the earlier recs may have some unrequited stucky.
Philopatry
Perfect Landing
Birds Flying (but I'm still here)
Glenn Miller and Blood: Or How to Court Someone in the 21st Century
It's Whatever
Pick Me Up and Dust Me Off
We Used to Wait
Past the End of the Line
Advanced Therapy Methods for Large Men
The North American Superhero in a Domestic Situation - I just need to point out that this is from Sarah's POV and it's delightful.
Phew! Ok that should keep you busy for a hot minute, lol. I have more, but I'm definitely behind on newer stuff since all I do is work on my own fic and don't have time to do much reading of others' fanfics right now. I hope you like all these, and please feel free to send some recs my way if you come across any you want to share! Happy reading!!!
#long post#fic recs#sambucky#sambucky fanfiction#sambucky fic recs#asks#winterfalcon#author recs#sambucky author recs
169 notes
·
View notes
Text
Small rant about how people talk about how Candle mispreads information (I want to make it CLEAR that I'm it mad at any specific person. Just how people are saying Candle spreads misinformation) (also, this rant mildly contains spoilers for Ep. 4 for II3 and discussion of religion (not in a negative or positive way tho, DW), if you do want either of those things, you're free to leave. It's okay; I'll understand /gen) (also adding the half-exaggerated image so this gets more traction)
So, ever since the fourth episode came out, there's been a small controversy over the fact that Candle is spreading misinformation (I would say "seemingly", but I do believe people are being truthful when they say that), however I think these people are forgetting a super important detail when talking about this topic:
THEY DON'T ACTUALLY STATE WHAT TYPE OF MISINFORMATION CANDLE IS SPREADING
From what I've gathered, the misinformation comes from Candle's third eye and how it relates to religion (a post said it had a connection to Pagan religion). Okay, got it. But can you please elaborate further on why Candle is misrepresenting some religions? Just saying "this is awful representation of this thing" doesn't say how that thing is awful representation. I'll use an example: Saying "the way cats are portrayed in media is gross representation of how cats behave" doesn't tell people that the media portrays cats as mean animals when cats are usually pretty affectionate, but they're also solitary animals who don't share affection the same way dogs do (people keep forgetting this facts for some reason). Saying something is misrepresentation is just saying something is misrepresentation. I'll use another example, this time involving mythology/religion. Saying "Hades is misrepresented in Disney's Hercules" doesn't tell people that Hades in original Greek mythology was actually wasn't a villain and was actually kinda chill for the most part (also Zeus is a cheating prick and should be #cancleled /lh /hj).
When informing people about misinformation, you need to tell them what the misinformation got wrong and what the correct information is. That way, people can get an understanding about why the misinformation is, well, misinformation.
If you want to make a post saying how Candle is spreading misinformation, that's fine. Great even. It's good that you're bringing awareness to the fact that a part of Candle is problematic. But you're not helping the people/thing Candle is misrepresenting, nor are you helping the creators fix their mistake by not saying how she's misrepresentation. Saying something is misinformation is a start, but explaining why that misinformation is wrong is the most important step that people seem to be forgetting.
TL;DR- When talking about something that spreads misinformation, PLEASE state why that's misinformation instead of just saying "this is misinformation". It helps a lot.
/SRS
CLARIFICATION EDIT: Tumblr user @yldneirf-wen made me remember a point I forgot while also bringing some information to the table. Here's what they said in a reblog:
"The concept of the Third Eye (or Mind’s Eye, Inner Eye, etc.) does not originate from paganism/wicca – it originates from Indian & Asian religions such as Hinduism, Buddhism and Taoism. As I don’t practice any of those religions, I can’t confirm or deny if the representation is accurate."
As for what I forgot to mention, I forgot to mention that Candle is exclusively Pagan/Wicca coded. I'm so sorry for forgetting that important point. More updates will come soon.
#inanimate insanity#ii#inanimate insanity invitational#II3#ii candle#ii3 minor spoilers#rant#/neg#/srs
32 notes
·
View notes
Text
IM BACK BITCHES
Hi im oli! (He/it)
I am a bisexual, trans and intersex guy, I am 18 and in my first year of university studying policing
-also hi cute little side note, it's highly likely that I am autistic so tone tags are always appreciated because tone just makes no sense to me ♡
♡KIN LIST♡
Undertaker (BB) we have matching piercings finally!
Tomura shigaraki (BNHA) I love him
Viktor hargeeves (UA) his coming out scene made me weep
Mammon (OM!SWD) my love
Rook hunt (TWST) French man
10th,11th and 12th doctor (doctor who)
main fandoms that I will waffle on about are:
GOOD OMENS MY GIRLFRIEND GOT ME INTO GOOD OMENS AND I LOVE HIM FOR THAT AND THEY SAID WE CAN GO TO A HALLOWEEN PARTY DRESSED AS CROWLEY AND AZIRAPHALE SHES SO SLSNSNSSNSBS
Doctor who
Twisted wonderland
Obey me
My hero academia
And
Attack on titan
Heartstopper
Umbrella academy
I am a massive music geek and am constantly listening to music, a lot of my playlists are made up of:
Random hand
KoRn
Slipknot
Green day
My chemical romance
Ricky Montgomery
Mitski
Waterparks
Metallica
Arctic monkeys
The virgin marys
CRASHFACE
A lot of the time I will waffle about my personal life too all of which will be under #ollie rambles
Any vents or rants will go under #ollies vents
Feel free to just block both these tags if you're only here for memes
I try my best to keep this blog organised but I've had it for a fucking while now, I lowkey want to start a new one thats organised but im afraid I've grown attached this blog over the time I've been active on it
I've made some amazing friends on this app and im always down for making more (heads up that I will be awkward for the first week of talking but then I'll settle down, social is difficult)
If anyone ever wants any other social media I have then feel free to send me a message or an ask and I'll give you my username in dm's, doesn't matter if we talk or not I just don't want my Snapchat and Instagram usernames out on tumblr
Little bit about me physically:
I have an industrial on my left ear and most of the time a silver skull hoops in my first lobes and skull studs in my seconds, I also have my helix pierced on my right ear which is also silver. I've got a silver septum which i have to flip up around familt because they told me i couksnt have it so i did it anyway lol. My hair is currently down to my chin (it needs cutting) and my roots are atrocious.
DNI IF YOU ARE
Racist
Homophobic / transphobic
Ableist
Sexist
Pro-life
Trump supporter
Believe MAPS are a part of the lqbtq
Are ginger /j
And also, do not come into my asks on anon and accuse me of faking ed's, self harm and suicidal thoughts. I have better things to fucking do then deal with your bullshit. Also don't just leave anonymous messages of
"She" "girl" "woman" "tranny" "faggot"
I have enough shit on my plate, go seek mental help xx
And also my dm's are open to anyone at all times, whether you just need a friend or if u want someone to talk to. I will never turn someone down if you want to vent or anything, ill listen to anyone about anything, if you want advice then I shall try my best and if you just want me to listen to get stuff off your chest then thats also fine.
If I think of anything else I'll add to this, ill make notes down here of when I update anything
~ the one and only oliver xx
Og post : 14/11/2021
First of many edits: I changed the physical stuff a bit 27/11/2021
Second edit: 04/01/2022
Third edit: age change 28/02/2022
Fourth edit: rewording and piercing changes 29/03/2022
Fifth edit: removed lost ear cuff in the physical description 16/04/2022
Sixth edit: added heartstopper into what I waffle on about 28/04/2022
Seventh edit: dyed my hair purple again!! 02/05/2022
Eighth edit: got second lobes pierced 17/05/22
Ninth edit: got helix pierced, hair colour faded baddddd, changed jewelery and added umbrella academy to intrests also added a current kin list 27/06/2022
Tenth edit: dyed my hair purple and got a silver septum ring and a silver lip ring 20/07/2022
eleventh edit: hair faded and im no longer a first year at college lol 23/08/2022
twelfth edit: got a job and dyed my hair red 08/09/2022
thirteenth edit: I'm now legally an adult 28/02/2023
fourteenth edit: updated my kin list from just the 10th doctor to the 11th and 12th too 15/03/2023
fifteenth edit: tone tag mention and changed my jewelry 04/04/2023
sixteenth edit: mm hair dye 16/04/2023
17th edit: I'm back! Still severely depressed but I'm here. been working mad hours and spent the last 7 days high with no breaks 08/08/2023
18th edit : got my septum pierced, broke up with my SHITTY ex and got with someone who treats me the way I'm supposed to be treated AND I've started uni 11/09/23
19th edit : GOOD OMENS EEK!! 17/10/2023
20th edit : got a mullet kinda thing and dyed it dark blue 12/12/2023
19 notes
·
View notes
Text
Hey babes, been a while, huh? So, I've been thinking about how I want to get back into the flow of things, and with that came my update on what all's been going on. And it's a lot. So I'm going to hit the big points and my pets, because they are my babies ❤
So, I got divorced, which was great. He's stolen my half of our last tax return he was required by our divorce agreement to give to me, and kept my stimulus checks, which is not great, and I will be taking him to court when my lawyer says the system isn't as slow as a snail on glue.
I've got myself a new boyfriend. He's...the best thing ever ❤ I don't wanna get too mushy on you guys, but imma marry that man ❤ We've been together for over a year now, and in that time we actually lost his mom...and that one still hurts me. She...didn't die in a pleasant way, and I hate that she won't get to see us get married or see her first grandbaby or any of the things she was so excited to see and do...😞
On a less depressing note, I got a lot of new pets. I got a job at the vet, and day four into my job, a couple of big ol' king shepherds came in; they were strays. (I theorize they came from a puppy mill.) Anyway, I adopted the female, and the male was sent to a shelter for german shepherds. Korra, that's what I named her, started getting fat not too long into my owning her. Or so I thought. A couple months later, I went from owning one dog to owning eleven. She had been pregnant and we were in major denial, lol. Anyway, the birth went well, all the babies were healthy, even the runt was doing good at first. She didn't end up making it, she was half the size of the others and some time into the second day, she stopped eating. Korra was sad when her baby died, but after about ten minutes of leaning over the runt protectively, she let me take her. I don't know if her instincts said it was best for the other puppies or what, but she eventually let it happen. After the eight weeks were up, and with the help of my childhood friend, we got all the puppies new homes. I kept one, named him Mikey. She and her parents kept a couple. She named her puppy Fonzie, and her parents named theirs Butch. All three get to go to the park on Sundays and play together. Korra doesn't go too often because she's protective of Mikey and we're working on that, but for now, she's too aggressive and by no means a small dog, so baby steps.
Edit: Captain passed away in November. It was particularly upsetting to me because he was sick before I left for Arizona for a few weeks, and I wasn't going to go if I thought he wasn't going to make it, but everyone insisted he'd be okay and that I should go. He didn't make it, and I hate that I didn't get to say goodbye...but he passed in his sleep at the vet, and he was on medication that kept most of his pain at bay...and that's probably all I could ask for...because they had called the day before asking if we wanted to have him put down, and we never got to make that decision...I feel like it was better that way...it always hurts more to have to put them down...Edit over.
My boyfriend and I also got a kitten. It's cute; he's never really had a pet of his own before and he's super excited about it. I wish I could describe to you the wonder and amazement on his face when he saw Victor use his litter box for the first time 😂 He just picked right up on it, and my boyfriend was so proud 🥰How we came about getting Victor is a little bit more depressing. Or stressful. I don't know; I'll tell you what happened and you can decided. His mom had a few cats, and Big Girl was pregnant. She had four little babies, one of them being Victor. I kept making jokes about wanting to keep him, but my boyfriend and mom were both adamant that I had more than enough pets--which is fair because I do, lol--anyway, they were hitting about seven or eight weeks old when my boyfriend and I were leaving one morning. He was taking me home before he went to work. He turned on the car and we heard a blood curdling screech from in the hood. I panicked and got out just in time to see a kitten run out from under the car dragging its front paw and trying to get away. I caught him and started panicking and crying because his paw was bleeding and I could see bone and I was just in a frenzie. My boyfriend had to get to work though--sometimes his work ethics are cute, sometimes they are frustrating 🙃--so I called my mom on the way to my house and told her what all had transpired and to have a crate ready because we were going to the vet. She called the vet to let them know ahead of time and when we got there, Victor was immediately taken back and examined. Long story short, the belt in the car had cut through two of his finger bones but the rest of the cut was superficial. They decided he would need surgery and sutures. We agreed, we paid, we prayed he lived through the surgery, and then we waited. Good news is that Sweet Baby lived, he barely had a limp despite almost losing his paw, he hated his sutures, and now he runs around and plays with Theo like nothing ever happened, lol. And my boyfriend just adores Victor, and it's very cute 🥰
Anyway, I couldn't stay at the vet because I kept getting sick and breaking out in hives and, turns out, I'm allergic to nearly everything under the sun except for foods and lizards 🙃 I decided to go into real estate like my mom instead, and I just finished up all my classes and am ready to go into the thick of it!! Wish me luck in that endeavor 😁👍
So anyway, I can't think of anything else at the moment. That's my life update--Oh! I got covid from my mom. My quarantine ended literally two days ago, but I only had a cough. That being said, I've been suffering from a sinus infection for well over a month now, and got my period in the middle of it all, so that was awful 🙃 But! All of this is to tell you that I'm hoping to get back into my writing soon, and can present you guys with all the things I never got to finish or would totally love to start!! 😁
There's no set date on when I think I'll have anything ready, but I'm hoping over the next month or so, I can put out the third part of the Papa Makedon series out. I also hope over the course of the week I can start looking at all the asks I'm sure tumblr never told me I had 🙃
Love you, babes!! I hope you all have kept safe and healthy, and I hope to get back with you soon 😁🤙
---
Here's my sweet girl Korra with all her babies. I believe they were about a couple days old at that point.
And here's my Mikey, as a wee one and as a big boy ❤ He's turning one on August 3rd you guys~ 🥰
And here's little Victor (please excuse the food on his nose, I thought it was adorable, lol. I've just mostly got videos of him, and not too many pictures 😅)
#i feel like everything that needed said was said above#but i like to abuse tags sooooo#heres some pictures of my babies 😁#enjoy ❤#life update#bhndthhd
9 notes
·
View notes
Text
PSISLY PROGRESS/AN OPEN LETTER TO OBEY ME WRITERS AND CONTENT CREATORS
Tldr; I reflect upon the alleged plagiarism incident of last year after finding out one of my close friends also experienced the same, if not worse. I tried to keep true of my own words before and focused on the positive things and left the negative things (of the whole ordeal) behind. This is my attempt to do that (after also), realising PSISLY is almost over after Barbs' route will be out.
To new readers of H2/PSISLY, the story gets very confusing sometimes because of all the references (I placed a lot...so much to the point where even if I wrote it down in my notes, I sometimes get confused myself lol. References that probably won't make any sense until I finish H5 lol;;), but hopefully with rereading some parts (especially involving a certain someone), they would be appreciated. I had some beta friends comment about how some of the references are easy to miss so upon editing, and made them more obvious. Hopefully, it had reflected on the revisions!
Okay, with that segue out of the way, I have some announcements I want to make (loooong overdue announcements).
There's a bit of an update regarding the alleged idea thief I had an encounter with last year. This is not an intent to bring up the issue again, but to share what I have learned from this experience.
Short explanation= The alleged person had deactivated their tumblr account now, which contained their Mammon x Reader series where they copied scenes and paraphrased lines from PSISLY. I wanted to express my thoughts about the aftermath of the aftermath.
LONGER VERSION:
In lieu of what occured, I attempted to report their Mammon x Reader series to tumblr's DMCA, but because of privacy concerns due to PSISLY being in another platform around that time (AO3), I found out that my real name and other personal information will be exposed to that person if I moved forward with my report. In the end, I decided to do the second best thing and crosspost my works here instead. I had a choice to report their works after crossposting(which I had considered) but due to my busy work schedule, I didn't have time for anything else. Frankly, I was just super drained at the time and wanted things to end so I can focus on other things, so I set it aside plenty of times until I've reached the point where I find out their tumblr account had already been deleted (possibly of their own free will).
I still stand by my stance of honouring that person's privacy despite all of the things that happened between us. I loathed the implicated actions and not the individual. I was disgusted by the thought of how, if proven true, they took a lot of credit from my ideas through their fics, and possibly exploited the fact that my works are inaccessible to many due to my series' gimmicks, but does that make them any less of a person? No. Up until now, I still don't know what actually happened and will probably not know anymore. What I do know is that we're human and we are prone to make mistakes. I understand their behaviour towards me isn't correlative of their whole identity, but I still ultimately decided that any further interactions between us would only make the situation worse so I cut ties with them.
Still, I'm thankful that their alleged works are now removed from this website. To that person, thank you. If you were the one who deleted your work(s) with your own initiative, thank you. It had been long overdue, but I am grateful that you have finally acknowledged my discomforts and decided to see things in my perspective. I also want to thank you for making me realise that despite my crippling low self-esteem, I am a writer. I meant it when I said that I am rooting for your own writing endeavours. I just wished things didn't have to end this way.
And to other writers and content creators out there, if you ever find yourself (I wish you wouldn't) in a similar situation, please know that you are the best judge of your own works. If you suspect your works are already being compromised, please confront the other person as an individual---do not dehumanise them into a singular trait due to your own bad experiences. Seek to understand. Talk to them privately and try to settle the issue between yourselves.
Why have I brought this up again? Because I randomly thought of them today and thought "I wonder how they're doing", and saw their account is already gone (as what I have stated earlier). Even if we parted in not very friendly terms, I still genuinely wish they would do better for themselves, and possibly learn something from what happened like I did.
Second other reason is because I have recently learned that my good friend @lexsssu had been allegedly plagiarised for the third time and saw how the incident had taken a toll on her drive to write. Despite how sad and discouraged she had become after her own experience(stagnating her writing progress for a long time), she is now seeking to heal and continue her passions---I wish to learn from her example.
I believe if you truly love something, you would continue to love doing it despite the hardships it will entail. I realise I'm rambling and I'm probably not making any sense right now(I had an all nighter fricking around in the wonderland portion of the Windblume event in Genshin Asia with a friend soz), but I hope if you did manage to get this far, I wish you learned something from my own experiences and ramblings.
PSISLY is still going strong and will soon reach its conclusion (spoiler: Barbs' route is actually the last part I have to outline since the remaining ones were mostly written last year) . I'm not the best, nor the easiest writer to follow (in terms of plot coherence ha ha ;;), but I am still a writer. And I enjoy writing and will continue to do so.
Have a blessed day, everyone! Wish me luck on the outline! 👋
#ramblings#Obey me#Obey me fic#obey me psa#shall we date obey me#obey me shall we date#Will place a keep reading tag once I get this on desktop
14 notes
·
View notes
Note
ok so i've been staring at the ah!love edit for like a good one hour now, i keep coming back to it and i just go 🤩🤩💖💖✨✨ how long have you been editing for? which programs do you use? any tips you would give for people who are thinking of delving into gfx and editing? Hope you don't mind the questions, i'm just curious
omg thank you!! seriously you are too too sweet hehe :”) and i’ve been editing since 2014?? 2015?? I can’t believe time flies that fast LOL
I use photoshop cc 2019!! I also use after effects if I want a specific overlay for gifs or illustrator if I’m primarily working with vectors!
I HOPE I DON’T RAMBLE but here are my biggest tips in the most condensed way possible LOL (I also have a ps tag here~) update: it is NOT condense therefore it will be under a read more <3 I hope this helps!
understand placement (balance, proximity, alignment) - I personally think this is important because it helps guide the viewers’ eyes through your edit in the way it’s intended & can help make an edit look aesthetically pleasing!!
For balance it’s all about understanding how each element carries it’s own visual weight / like for example in this edit the focus on the polaroids but I don’t like too much negative space so I added plants in certain areas to help frame the focus of the panel.
For proximity I just make sure that each element has enough space around it! So if you have a subject edit like this, I put the focus on Joshua and either layer elements behind him or use the gradient tool to make sure the background elements aren’t distracting
For alignment I would just keep note of the different elements you introduce and keep it consistent if things are meant to be center aligned, off-centered, etc.
So if we apply that to the two different edits below:
balance: left edit I keep it consistent with displaying “three” text blocks about their debut, and 3 eras; I also use the same rounded square shape in each // in the right edit I keep it balanced by using a few elements: polaroid + flowers. notice that the smaller flowers are on the right hand side of the polaroid and the bigger flowers are on the left side
proximity: on the left edit I use physical lines to show the end of one section and a new section, Also the rounded square images keep everything contained and since there are a lot of different styles (different seventeen logos and small icons) I use more white space to separate them. on the right edit I just use the contours of the flowers and space them evenly that way
alignment: left edit i use thirds to separate each element and everything is centered, whereas the right edit has a more organic feel??? so I layered elements more to make it look realistic
play around with colors!!! it helps to know a little about color theory: honestly I just use the colors I like the most, but even knowing how colors look against each other and knowing which ones can be used as accents helps bring the edit together! there’s a bunch of palette generators on tumblr to help you pick colors if you’re indecisive!!
try different styles! I think it’s super fun to dive into a LOT of different graphic design styles like vector art, infographics, manipulation (like my cyberpunk edits), or flatlay styles!
use tutorials!! There’s a bunch of tutorials on tumblr in achieving different styles, AND on behance.net there’s a BUNCH of mockups that can be used to spice up your edits!!!
don’t feel pressured to post everything you make or have an edit out quickly I feel like sometimes we are pressured to post everything we make, but sometimes you can use it as a learning opportunity!! I would say post what you are proud of!!
TOOLS FOR EDITORS
photoshop/phone apps - I know a lot of people on twitter use phone apps which is really cool in editing, but for me I think photoshop is my go to since it has so many capabilities!! hint: search adobe zii patch for Mac OS to get it for fr33
USE EDITABLE IMAGES!! - if you use fantakens please check to make sure they allow editing. I think hanwooz has a good tutorial of how to ask for permission, but usually on their twitter profiles they say if they allow editing. There’s also scans you can use from @iiashascans that are editable with credit. I personally use Seventeen’s behind the scene images OR their naver x dispatch photos since its so HD lol
Freepik and Unsplash for free images you can use freepik.com or unsplash.com for free images!! I used unsplash for my cyberpunk backgrounds lol
#asks#askthetic#THIS IS SO LONG IM SORRY#anon#i hope it helps you!! I feel like im all over the place and i dont really have a singular editing style so its hard giving concise advice c#Anonymous#bea tutorial
19 notes
·
View notes
Text
Creative Goals & Progress (April 9)
Might as well publicize and track these, since I’m writing them every month for myself anyway! Goals are split between “things I will put on Tumblr when they’re done” (aka, fandom stuff), and “things I will be keeping to myself” (because they will eventually have my real name associated with them—sorry!). In the first category (fandom), we have:
Finish one (1) Appmon fanart (Status: lineart done, coloring started)
Finish writing and editing this Adv. 02/Kizuna sunglasses fanfic (Status: roughly 80% done)
Populate the queue for @harushinkai-daily (Need to watch, screencap, and caption episode 45, bay-bee!)
Third anniversary omake for harushinkai-daily I can’t believe the blog is almost three years old, wowwwww! (Status: not started)
In the second category (personal), we have:
Finish one (1) drawing for a Secret Personal Project (Status: not started)
Design a pin(!!) for someone at work (Status: I've drawn out the design on paper, still need to scan, ink, and color it)
First priority actually kind of needs to be the Haru blog queue, rotfl. The blog's anniversary is April 27, so I still have some time to make an omake. I might also hold another contest as part of that! And then it turns out I'm SO close to being done with this fanfic (thanks @digitalgate02 for the motivation!), so while it wasn't originally one of my goals for this month, I made so much progress this weekend it ended up becoming one ^_^ And while the personal project stuff doesn't have any hard and fast deadlines, I do need to at least do one drawing just to say I've done something (out of approximately 40 total... yeah, it's a big project, but small steppy is better than no steppy). And I still want to play more Survive. I'm on Chapter 7 of my Truthful playthrough, so I'm getting through it! The game is still so good T^T
So yeah, there we are! Take care, y'all. I'll update you next week~
5 notes
·
View notes
Text
Back in Time Glitch: Twilight Princess Wii (IDK about GameCube cause I don't have one and not for HD because IDK how to get back in time started)
So this is really me tracking down my progress with doing the back in time glitch with Twilight Princess. I'm doing this because no one else really has cause I think they get stuck at one part. So, here we go:
So starting this glitch is pretty easy; all we have to do is go to Arbiter's Grounds and die (fun amirite). We have to make sure that when we die, we only see the tip of Link's gauntlet (or fingers, since it's different than how I remember it). Now, there are two things we can do while performing the glitch: either take damage or get it on the first try. Getting it on the first try is good, but we can't push the a or b buttons (all other buttons are fine, the other two will crash the game and we will need to unplug the Wii). Taking damage (any amount is fine) will allow us to push a and b, which will bring up the title screen where we can push a and b together to go to the menu and select any file. Whether it's new or not will not change anything from normal.
(Here is the title screen without crashing the game)
The first thing that will happen when we perform the glitch is we will be taken to the title screen area with no map, health, music, or item/action abilities. Don't push a or b if we didn't take damage before (damage will not be saved between resets, only if we perform the glitch right). This is where we need to die again. Responding from this will give us the normal screen, but we will be at one heart. Now here is where things get kinda weird. We can save and quit here and we will be brought to Faron woods (this is the right way). However, dying again will result in a game over. If we continue, we will be brought to the King Bokoblin fight (IDK). Skipping the cutscene will allow us to fight him while letting play will get us stuck on the bridge. If we defeat him and save Colin, we’ll be taken to Kakariko. No matter what we do here, either skipping the cutscene or not will softlock us there and we cannot leave or do anything (side note: after having done this, I had a nightmare about twilight Kakariko and Barns' Bomb Shop, so now I don't like it there lol).
Going the Faron route, we will be in the save Talo sequence. Do what we’d normally do, save him and go to the next day. (Now this part is very fuzzy since I did this part a few months ago, so I'll come back later). Go through the day, heard the goats, leave and DO NOT SKIP THE CUTSCENE AS YOU WILL BE STUCK. Go about, go to the house, and if my memory is right there we can give the kids the sword (keep in mind we won't get the first bottle, fishing rod, sword, or slingshot- but we can still give them a sword). Before we continue, go into the mayor's house since the door is now open and get the iron boots. This will save us time later. Now, do everything as normal until we come back to the world of light. This is where people give up I think, as there is "no way to progress."
We cannot get the sword and shield as there are logs blocking the hole to get the sword, the area to get to the shield is closed, and there are no characters around. However, this can be skipped using the sword and shield skip (there are youtube videos showing how to do this on GameCube and Wii). We’ll need a Bokoblin from the are and DO NOT KILL IT AND SAVE OR YOU ARE SCREWED. We’ll need to bring it to the wall of twilight, align it with a black mark on the wall and do a really big double attack on it. If we do it right we’ll bypass the area where Midna will tell us to go back and she'll let us into the twilight. Please note: this glitch is the hardest thing to do (in my experience). It took me over a year to do this, as I rage quit a lot from doing it over and over and over again, and I got it cause I was very lucky.
So, after that long intro, it's all good. Progress as normal, get to the forest temple and prepare to think you're stuck. Everything was great and normal until the first room with the spiders on the vines. Remember: we don't have the slingshot. But, the solution is easy: find some Boko Baba seed things and throw it at the spiders. Easy peasy. Now before we leave, there is one thing to note: beating the mini-boss of this dungeon with jump attacks is a no-go, cause that will hard crash the game with a very fun sound playing. Beat him (and the boss) slowly and it'll be good.
Go to the Eldin province and we'll be at the glitchy part of the run (twilight and light). Go through normally until we get to the gate to Kakariko. Go through it and we'll be taken into a cutscene. Remember the King Bokoblin fight? Yeah, that's here now, just will no voices for the NPCs. Watch the cutscene. Now the world is weird cause it's the world of light with a twilight filter. Midna will tell us to help Colin and there will be no shadow monsters or dying spirit of light. To fix this, just leave the area (side note: this is where we go if we fight King Bokoblin right after doing the glitch and we'll be softlocked cause we're human, but now we're a wolf and can do things now). Going to a new area puts everything back to where it should, but we can go back to the gate and start the same cutscene as many times as we want, as there's no limit to this or the number of times we can fix it. When we're done, go on as normal, get the bugs, and save the land. Once we are done talking to the spirit, another cutscene will play, the one where we get our horse. The game most likely triggers this because we have the iron boots (remember?), and it has to play it for later, which starts the Epona scene. Get her and save Colin. Do that and go to death mountain.
(if we wish, we can go to Ordon spring to get the hidden skill from the stone we probably activated in the twilight, but we’ll be unable to do it because we need a shield. We can buy a shield, but we either lose the nice metal shield for a cheap wooden one that burns or we pay 200 rupees to tell the game "Hey, I have the shield now, even though I've had it the entire time," which is something I didn't want to do, so I'm not getting any of the hidden skills, which pains me cause I want the back slice)
(This is in the Arbiter's Ground area but it's the same thing) (Also grandpa Time is blind cause I GOT A SHEILD) (ok boomer)
Back on point, go up to death mountain and realize that we don't have to take damage from that Goron because we got the boots (we won't be softlocked so it's good).
Now play through the area normally. Actually, play through the game normally, as everything from here on out is just a normal playthrough. We just do get the slingshot, the Ordon sword or shield, fishing rod, two bottles (one from the shop in Ordon and the other in the fishing area since we need the fishing rod to get it), and six hidden skills (if we don't want to part with a FREE metal shield).
So, I bet someones thinking about a problem in the future part of the gameplay. Right now I am it Arbiter's Grounds. (I found out it is possible to perform back in time again (but I think the point of restarting is just a bit later than I remember, since past of Link's gauntlet had to be seen then, and now it's the tips of his fingers). I think everything will go fine until we get to Snowpeak, or rather, not get to Snowpeak. We need the fishing rod to get the reekfish, and guess what we don't have: the reekfish. I believe one of three things will happen-
1) The game will hard crash (or just regular crash) cause we don't have the fishing rod, and the game will get really confused and die.
2) Nothing will happen. What I mean by this is that we won't be able to accept the earing addition and either Ralis will keep the earing or it will vanish and we never see it again.
3) The game spawns a fishing rod for the player to have and we go on as normal. With this, we'd be able to get a third bottle.
With the first two points, we will be softlocked, as the game will put us back at the start if we go into the blizzard.
I'm not sure what will happen at that point, but no matter what happens, whether we get the rod or not, I'm going to keep exploring with this glitch; I'll find the do's, don'ts, and mega don'ts. When I find something new I'll add it here later. Hope someone has fun with this and wish me luck! 🤞
Edit: So there's actually a fourth option: the fish hook is a new item in your inventory and now we're stuck.
So.....not what I was hoping for but that's what we get for trying to kill the game. The sad thing is that if we go to Colin's house we can see a fishing rod on the wall. I even found out that we cannot buy the slingshot because it's not in the shop in Ordon and the wooden sword doesnt appear in our house. Another new piece of info: we dont have the Ordon Spring warp since we never got the sword and shield in the beginning of the game.
So I'm going to see if there's a way to skip snowpeak. However, this will definitely be a problem later on during the Zant fight since we need the ball and chain. Wish me luck on that!
TL, DR: go back in time and save Hyrule on hard mode.
UPDATE: So I saw a video on YouTube talking about having all of our items in the king bulblin fight. What we need to do is do back in time and take damage before doing so. I did it in Arbiter's Grounds and got there fine. Then we need to pull up the title screen and fall into a void. Right before Link starts screaming, we push a+b (or start since this works on the gamecube). If done correctly we should here Link screaming on the file select. Now we have to choose a game file. If we choose a new file, we go through naming Link and Epona and when we start this happens:
(I sat here for 10 minutes. We can't do anything except power off and press home, but pushing reset still keeps us at this screen and now we can't use the home button).
If we select a file that already has data, then we go to the bulblin fight with all the items we had before the glitch, including the master sword (I'm doing this on a file where I already did the back in time glitch so I still dont have the fishing rod).
UPDATE: THE RUN'S NOT DEAD
So, I was watching YouTube and looked up Twilight Princess glitches and saw a glitch for early City In The Sky. By doing this glitch, we can skip all of Snowpeak Ruins and the Temple Of Time. Seeing as how the ball and chain is not needed to finish the game after Snowpeak and the dominon rod is only needed for the search for the sky quest (which we can skip while doing this glitch), we will be able to progress without the fishing rod and skip three hours of gameplay. I was hoping we could find a way to get the fishing rod so we could 100% the game, but now we definitely can't do that.
Early City In The Sky glitch:
Requirements: Master Sword and visited the desert at least once (completion of of Arbiter's Grounds recommended)
As soon as we have access to the Master Sword, we need to head to Lake Hylia. We need to go to the desert. Once at the desert, I recommend completing the Arbiter's Grounds, but that's not necessary right now. Now we warp to Kakariko village and go to Renado's basement. By sliding with z-targeting into the space between the statue and the wall (right on wii, left on gamecube). The angle is kinda precise so finding a YouTube video is recommended for finding a good angle. Once we're positioned right, we need to turn into wolf Link. If everything is correct we will clip past the statue. Now, as wolf link, go up to the cannon and say you'd like to warp. Midna will say Shad is still standing there (even though he's not). We can still warp the cannon as long as we open the map right after Midna is done talking (spam the button it has to be right after she's done). Turn on portals and warp to Lake Hylia and Midna will warp Link and the cannon there (we have to be in wolf form. Also, DO NOT AND QUIT IN THE ROOM. Apparently doing this on the wii will trap us as Midna won't let us warp)
Now at Lake Hylia we talk to the cannon guy and cough up 300 rupees. Here we can do some side quests. I finally caved and bought the Hylian shield and got the four hidden skills I had yet to get. (Note: apparently if you dony visit the desert before asking the guy to fix the cannon the game might crash). I have yet to to to the sky so I will see how that goes later.
End of the game stuff: We will be able to beat the game with a max of 16 hearts, 43 poe souls, 23 bugs, 2 bottles, five hidden skills, no Ordon sword/shield, no fishing rod, slingshot, no ball and chain, and no dominon rod. This is the max amount of items we can get. I will attempt this run again but try and see what the least amount of weapons required to beat the game is.
Edit: oof speedrunners use this to go fast in the game. This is just a way if you want practice doing speedruns of this game so you can get gud
#legend of zelda#twilight princess#loz twillight princess#loz#back in time#back in time glitch#back in time twilight princess#loz tp#tp#this is what i get for doing a major glitch to get here.#glitch#help#I'm procrastinating hw to wtite this#legend of zelda series#legend of zelda glitch#tp link#midna#but seriously the sword and sheild glitch is hard#sword and shield#sword and shield glitch#softlock#apparently the fishhook is a separate item and that makes me sad#early city in the sky glitch#I CAN DO THIS
2 notes
·
View notes
Last Seen Blogs
darknessincarnatemadara
Amicus vitae medicamentum
bandu-chaos-god
"I got lots o phones!!"
zoethehead
Jerry the Head
billionairesociety
Billionaire Society
sweetplanit-blog
sweet planit