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#punch that imposter
marlynnofmany · 6 months
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I saw this in a sidebar ad, and screenshotted it because that would make a fine writing prompt.
Multiverse shenanigans, anyone?
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lauraroselam · 2 months
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Well here is something I thought I'd never cross off the reach-for-the-stars daydream bucket list. Dragonfall's paperback will be extra shiny and extra red over at Barnes and Noble when it releases in paperback June 25th.
Teen me would definitely not believe something like this would ever happen. 35 year old me can't quite believe it is happening.
Dragonfall is both commercial and on-trend (I released a dragon book the same day as Fourth Wing, lol) yet also experimental and decidedly weird. Thank you to everyone who still had faith when I struggled massively with self-confidence behind the scenes as I wrangled (& continue to wrangle!) the sequel.
But holy shit. The biggest bookstore chain in the US (!) is giving my weird, queer dragon book this lovely boost of support. It's such a stroke of luck and stars aligning and the hard work of a lot of people, and I'm so grateful.
I might be doing some US events (probably New York?) in July--early days, but looking into it.
This is usually a finite quantity, so if you want a copy of this version, it's worth pre-ordering:
https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/dragonfall-l-r-lam/1141941880?ean=9780756419509
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minimerrymarvelous · 1 year
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You had a bad day
Bingge makes his way back to the SVSSS universe. Landing himself smack dab in the middle of Cang Qiong Mountain. 
His appearance fools no one and everyone, from the disciples to the stair sweeper, pounces on the trespasser who has the gall to wear Luo Binghe’s face in their sect.
Normally, Shen Qingqiu would throw a fit if they attacked his dreadfully much beloved husband. But… an imposter?
They're fair game.
Cang Qiong Mountain receives some self-care that day.
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kalopsic-lagomorph · 1 year
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Death note is the most dramatic game of among us I have ever seen
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arcturusnebula · 1 year
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does everyone feels like they're not autistic enough? or just like, not enough to be diagnosed or validated?
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true-blue-sonic · 4 months
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(dark super form anon) imagine espio being the one to talk silver out of his dark form… 🥹🥹🥹 kinda sorta partial angst.
Or just complete angst :> But I think Espio would very swiftly intervene and tell Silver that he's taking things too far. Plus, I doubt Silver would ever be able to truly hurt as close a friend as Espio is, even under influence of a Dark Super form; definitely something that keeps him at least a bit in control of it all. And Espio's got enough skills and tricks up his sleeve to prevent getting hurt in the first place, so he's got enough time to talk Silver out of it and make him depower back to his normal state. I wonder who'd be more shocked about what happened: Silver or Espio?
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retrogradedreaming · 2 years
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I feel like it’s worth remembering that so many writers perceived as great got there through persistence. Yes, there are a few whose skill and talent alone got them where they are, but for most, it’s that they just kept going. They slogged through the hard parts and kept telling stories and kept sharing them and eventually more people discovered them and liked them. It’s not about being objectively good. It’s about continuing and carrying on and having the courage to keep putting yourself out there even if it seems like no one is paying attention.
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willowcrowned · 2 years
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I think when professors hand you back a project with comments they should have to tell you how cool and special and smart you are
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scary-senpai · 2 years
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:: squints :: Wait a minute... that's a fist-bump, isn't it?
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I mean... it’s just gotta be, right? You’ve got to keep your wrists/forearms straight when you throw a punch, don’t you? I mean, that’s how it looks in the other panels:
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See? Straight wrists.
213 Cover has none of the typical, Earth-shattering aftershocks we’ve come to expect from Sai and Garou squaring off--just a happy little cosmic haze that vaguely resembles a heart. Also, their two hands come together much in the same way Blast brings his hands together, resulting in an infinity symbol.
I dunno, man... I looked at the raws this morning and just seeing the cover made me feel calmer. Like, “Oh, thank God--everything is gonna be okay even if I can’t explain why yet” and I think it was that little detail subconsciously cuing my brain.
Maybe the true Saitama mode was the friends we made along the way.
Edited to add: aaaahhh oh my goodness, those little pieces of Garou falling apart, I can’t even... T-T
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bingobongobonko · 4 days
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throws upp. i think i talk toooo muchhhh. toooo much. aieee.
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musicncomics · 25 days
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I finally figured out what I want to do with the imposter wind waker for TBABS.
#So the only reason this character stands out to me so much recently is because I finally understand some of the WW lore#I have never physically played#or looked at any playthroughs of WW#The first couple of times I played PH I just thought the imposter WW was a random dude#I made absolutely no connection between him- his boat- or anything he said as something that would bother Link#BUT NOW?!#Now I can ONLY see how fucked up it is that Link has to see this grown man pretend to be him#Riding around on a fake KoRL#Taunting him in a way by pretending to be him#But never knowing the true extent of trauma and all the shit that Link had/has to go through#And in terms of TBABS#Linebeck already doesn't believe him AND this asshole is pretending to be him?#No#Link would absolutely not let that fly#I've wanted to add that beef for a while but now I finally know where to put it#I also believe that Link would take every opportunity he could to try to beat the shit out of this guy#Especially since the first couple of times you do it- the imposter makes you think he's super weak by only taking a few hits at a time#I think once he opened up to letting you strike him more often#Link would be all over that#Trying to get as high a score as possible- and definitely overexerting himself in the process#Making him more than a bit sore and winded- in other words- vulnerable to people who do not pull their punches#I can already tell that chapter will be very fun to write- especially since Linebeck will be having his own#Separate mental breakdown later in the chapter#And especially in the immediate chapter that follows
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ladyimaginarium · 1 year
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divorcedfiddleford · 5 months
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stanley pines really is one of the characters of all time. he's a gemini and an identical twin but knowing this is a major spoiler for the show. he punched a pterodactyl in the face. he wore groucho marx glasses to his b'nei mitzvah. he invented imposter syndrome. he's a massive jerk. he's transgender and a misogynist. he scares children for fun and actively seeks out reasons to fight them. he's from new jersey. his adhd and autism are battling to the death. he has a tattoo but he doesn't have a tattoo. he punched his brother in the face. he's been to jail in three different countries. he dropped out of high school only to spend 30 years teaching himself nuclear physics and quantum mechanics. he's divorced. he hired a gamer as a handyman 10 years ago and the gamer is kind of his son now. he lives off of brown meat, soda, liquor, bad puns, and cigars. he's a professional con artist. he's a terrible liar. he banished his brother to the nether realm for decades, but like, it was an accident. his dad kicked him out of home. he regularly commits massive tax fraud. he needs dentures by the age of 60. his niece will tell you he has a heart of gold. his nephew will say it's probably pyrite. he will hold on to a grudge until it kills him. no one can hate him more than he already hates himself. he saved the world by lying. he's bi and no one wants him, but that's okay because he gets sick of them all the morning after anyway. he's living out his dreams on a boat but realistically he's gonna get seasick and want to go home in less than a year. he killed the devil by punching him in the face. he's stealing your wallet right now
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littlelivebloggs · 1 year
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sits-bound · 2 months
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Making a book in five and a half minutes
Well, I forgot to film the folding and the punching so it actually takes a little longer.
This is a quarto, so smaller than my usual (folio-sized) books. It's the author copy of this book (turned out much better this time, I was more cautious with the guillotine.)
I left the audio in because I find it very soothing.
I was a little nervous to make this because what if someone comes in and is like THIS IS WRONG HOW DARE YOU but I am raising my middle finger at imposter syndrome.
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stsgluver · 4 months
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synopsis. zenin naoya and his lack of respect for women. [part of the dynasty series]
wc. 970
tags/warnings. rich boy!gojo, idk what else, zenin naoya exists, established relationship
a/n. i switch between present and past (like five mins prior) throughout BUT IF IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE PLS LET ME KNOW. this has been sat in drafts for 2 months.
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“i wouldn’t have stopped you from punching him.”
gojo scoffed, pushing his hands through his hair frustratedly. the two of you sat together on the cold stone steps outside of some large historic building. 
“i don’t think i would’ve stopped,” he let out a ragged breath and you rested one of your hands on his knee. his fingers naturally came to intertwine with yours and you think you saw his shoulders relax ever so slightly at the contact.
a silence settled between you, but it wasn't an awkward one. your boyfriend was reliving the last hour and you were doing your best to try and forget it.
“is he always like that?” you asked quietly. the he in question being zen’in naoya. 
this was the first event that you had attended with gojo, and the first event gojo had ever attended with an actual date. he’d always turned down all of the girls his father offered to him (the children of other tech ceo’s that his father was encouraging him to get close to only for the benefit of his own bank account) and he’d never had a real girlfriend to bring prior to you.
“unfortunately,” he hummed quietly, brushing his thumb over your knuckles lightly. you shivered from the cool breeze and dared to shuffle closer to him. 
you’d experienced many sides of gojo since you’d begun your relationship, but never had you seen him so irritated that he couldn’t verbally communicate it. he was the one who annoyed people to the brink of insanity, with his cocky remarks and over-the-top, excitable behaviour. few people had ever tried to one up him, and even fewer were successful in managing to get under his skin.
zenin naoya, though, loved the challenge.
“do you think your dad will mind if we’re out here?” you asked tentatively. gojo’s hand reflexively tightened briefly around yours at the mention of his father, his jaw clenching. 
several minutes after gojo had led you inside the elegant infrastructure (to say you were getting imposter syndrome was an understatement), he’d left you by a confectionery stand in search of geto. according to him, you looked ‘too pretty’ and he didn’t want your dress to be ruined in the crowds. in other words, the less you mingled, the less likely you’d be harassed by his father’s rich peers – he’d already ‘accidentally’ knocked one drink over onto a woman who dared to hiss the word ‘gold digger’ under her breath as you passed.
it had to have been less than thirty seconds before the zenin appeared by your side, a sickening smirk on his twisted face. you knew who he was, you’d seen him once or twice around campus and you’d heard the stories, but you’d never been this close to him; not close enough to breath in the expensive cologne that smellt cheap.
“probably,” he clicked his tongue, tilting his head back to look up at the night sky.  “i’m sorry, i shouldn’t have brought you here.”
you nudged his shoulder gently, “i wanted to come.”
a mistake on both of your behalf – though neither of you could have predicted that naoya would try and make a scene when you rejected his advances.
"you two alright?" 
both of you turned your heads back to see geto coming down the stairs towards you with a little skip in his step.
once naoya had your attention he wasted no time getting to his point – bigging up his status and telling you how gojo’s dad was doubting gojo’s position in the company. if you wanted a real man, in his words, you needed him. 
obviously, you’d given him a disgusted look without much thought and denied the offer, taking a step back to try and find your tall, white haired boyfriend in the crowd (an oddly difficult task). you figured you were safer weaving through a crowd of high society snobs than you were spending another minute here. naoya, though, was persistent and didn’t hesitate to pull you back towards him with a harsh grip.
"just trying not to bash that zen'in's skull in," gojo muttered as he gently traced the red marks on your wrist. it looked worse than it felt – the pain had dissipated pretty quickly once you’d broken from naoya’s hold.
"i could get on board with that," the dark haired male dropped down next to you on the stairs, stretching out his legs and smoothing down his pants.
"geto.” 
you figured out pretty quickly that gojo and geto were a package deal. best friends since diapers and equally as resentful to their parents’ ways of life and the pretence they’ve been raised in. two sides of the same coin, both of which willing to go extraordinary lengths for the other with no regard for consequences.
such as the jail time that would come with the aggravated assault of naoya.
though you would give it to geto – when gojo and him got to you and naoya, it was him who was ushering gojo to just take you outside, not to engage with the spoiled man child. 
“geto,” geto mocked you with a grin, shrugging carelessly, "the kid’s an ass. he’s got it coming."
there was no more than a second until geto spoke up again, with an idea you were sure he’d had from the beginning of the night, his plans had just been accelerated: “shoko’s house is free now. her parents are away so she wasn’t forced to attend this bullshit,”
gojo’s head perked up at this, looking above your head at his best friend, “you think she’ll have the stuff for a smoke?”
“it’s ieiri,” you said in a ‘duh’ tone because when was she not smoking something. how she was top of her classes, you’d never know.
“god bless that girl,” geto blew a kiss to the sky.
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