*smacks my lips* Gimme 7, 22, and 29, please and thank you (For the fic ask game /lh)
(PK is taking about this ask game)
Answers below cause GOOD LORD did this post get long
7. What character(s) captured your heart?
This year alone I’d have to say Milo/Sweetheart (Redacted), Liege (NeXus), the whole vamp camp + Cher (also NeXus), and a few I haven’t written fics for would be Eritus, Nova, and Romeo (Noderum Records) (and no, i’m not just saying that because PK is the one asking) (this list also doesn’t include my own ocs, but i feel like that’s cheating?)
22. Share an excerpt from your favorite scene
oh god just ONE favourite scene?? hold on i gotta think about this now
Okay so I’m gonna cheat a little bit BUT imma give y’all one copy pasted scene and then a few links to shorter tumblr posts that I adore
My 600 word Liege oneshot is top ten easy because I love them so
I’d also say this Porter one shot, as well as this one with William are top ten as well
next contender is EASILY this hand kiss one shot with Milo/Sweetheart I’m talking like top five minimum
OKAY ACTUAL LIKE. TOP THREE SCENE CAUSE IM SO INDECISIVE:
This scene come from an unfinished fic (i have a feeling PK is gonna yell at me for this one) about Imp!Milo losing Sweetheart and becoming the same shell that Asher is. It genuinely is a fic I want to finish but never get around too.
Milo couldn't calm down as he and Asher were waiting for Sweetheart's call. He sat in the truck, leg bouncing mindlessly as he stared at the walkie between them. It’s been a while since their last check-in, and it was obvious that it was grating on Milo’s nerves.
“This is the longest part,” Asher reminded him.
“I know that!” Milo spat back. “Just because it is the longest part does not mean I can’t worry about them.”
“They’ve got this,” Asher tried to reassure him, but he was still in that fucking monotone. Milo wanted to strangle him.
“I know what they’re capable of,” Milo said through his teeth. “They are my mate, after all.”
“Then you should trust them.”
Milo crossed his arms, hands squeezing into fists. He had to look away from Asher, out the window, before he did something dumb. He took a few deep breaths before he responded. Asher doesn’t realize what he’s saying, he can’t. If he did, he wouldn’t have said it. However, Milo could not let this one slide.
“You saying I don’t trust them?”
“I’m not saying you don’t. Just that, at this moment, worrying is not going to help you,” Asher said.
“Oh, yeah, let me just stop worrying over my mate real quick, that is just a switch I can flip,” Milo seethed.
Asher sighed. Sighed. As if Milo’s feelings were a burden to witness. Milo started seeing red. “It’s not going to help you when it’s our turn to go in-”
“What the hell is up with you and interrogating me right now!?” Milo demanded. “Was anyone this much on your ass when David went after Tank?”
That shut Asher up. His jaw clenched and unclenched a few times, eyes straight ahead. But again, there was that indifference. “We don’t talk about him,” he said finally, voice low, a warning.
“Just because you have a death wish does not mean you get to pull others down with you,” Milo said quietly.
“I don’t have a death wish,” Asher growled.
“Well you’re doing a terrible job of convincing others of it,” Milo said. He shook his head, pushing the door open with more force than necessary, stepping out. “I need some air. Call me when they radio in.”
“Milo,” Asher started, but Milo wasn’t having it.
“You want me to stop worrying?” Milo asked, unkindly. He spread his arms, a challenge. “Guess what I’m doing? Not worrying.”
He slammed the car door shut.
The leaves crunched under his feet as he stalked away from the car. He could feel the heat coursing through his body. He was always upset at Asher for how he acted after David’s death, but this was new. He guessed it was just the extra stress of having Sweetheart out there practically defenceless. He should have never let them go on this mission. They shouldn’t even be here! What were they thinking? Any of them?
There was the sound of a door opening, and then Asher was calling after him. It didn’t take him long to catch up, grabbing his shoulder and spinning him back around. “What has gotten into you?” He demanded.
“Gotten into me?” Milo questioned, incredulous. “What has gotten into you?” He shot back, pushing against Asher. “Ever since we lost David and Tank, ever since you lost David, you’ve been miserable! You’re taking it out on the pack too, pushing us to breaking over and over! You’re miserable and because of it, we are too!”
“How come you haven’t mentioned this before, if I make you so miserable?!” Asher demanded.
“I have!” Milo yelled, stepping toward Asher so they were just inches apart. “I have, but you won’t listen! You always shut down every time I try and talk to you about it! I’ve tried to help, cause, fucking hell, you weren’t the only one who lost him! I miss him too!”
“You don’t know what it’s like to lose your mate,” Asher grits through his teeth.
“I don’t. I don’t even pretend I do, and I don’t want to find out,” Milo countered. He took a deep breath, heading back to the truck. Cause unfortunately they had a job to do, and even more unfortunately, his mate was currently in the middle of it.
He wrenched the door open, only to freeze in his tracks.
“Milo, please, answer me!”
29. If this were an awards show, who would you thank?
I’m gonna take this so seriously hold on a sec I have so much to share. Okay okay first and foremost I gotta thank my best friend Max because he is an irl and does intercept a LOT of my dumb fic ideas (and then encourages me) but also just because he’s the first person I’d go to for a beta that I can trust with my very soul (my writing + my feelings around it). I would also like to thank (who woulda guessed) PK because you have also been a huge encouragement, and always seem to talk me out of my imposter syndrome episodes. In general I’d like to thank the creators of the original content I am making fics for because although I am taking your content and making it my own (in some ways) the whole reason I wrote fics is cause y’all are there handing me the metaphorical building blocks. I’m also gonna thank my lovely mutuals cause while I don’t interact much (i’m so shy guys i promise i’m nicer once you brute force your way into my brain) I do love y’all (/p) and you’re also a huge motivation for me to keep writing ngl. I would like to thank specifically PK and Laveau though because genuinely these two were a big inspiration for me to continue writing in general (more on the oc side of things, but it counts. Also Max is in this list but if he doesn’t know that us two bouncing world building off each other isnt so dear to my heart we have a PROBLEM.)
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Eddie: What? I'm not aggressive!
Steve: Last Tuesday, you wacked me with a pair of crocs and stole my chocolate chips?
Eddie: Survival of the fittest, bitch.
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Eddie: That’s the longest worm I’ve ever seen.
Steve: That’s a snake.
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Steve: State your name, rank, and intention.
Eddie: Eddie, Eddie, fun.
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Eddie: I can’t believe all these people are wearing black. black is supposed to be my thing, they’re all just posers.
Steve: Eddie, for the last time, we’re at a funeral.
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Eddie: Which is correct, seven and five IS thirteen, or seven and five ARE thirteen?
Steve: Neither.
Steve: Because it's twelve.
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Eddie: I need you to come meet me, and I need you to come alone.
Steve: And I need you to be less vague and weird.
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Steve: I have to say, I'm a little embarrassed for you.
Eddie: This is a sports-related injury. It makes me look cool!
Steve: Tripping over a basketball on your way to the bathroom is not cool!
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Eddie: Hey there Vecna, It's me, ya boi.
Steve: Eddie, NO!
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Eddie: I was going to suggest we do Marilyn Monroe and JFK roleplay, but I’d get way too into it.
Steve: What- how?
Eddie: You’d be like “come to bed … Mr. President” and I’d be like, “I need to increase the amount of American military advisors in South Vietnam by a factor of 18.”
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Eddie: Y'know, I once knew a man who said to me: “When life gives you lemons, make lemonade.” He also had a pair of sideburns that would cause even Jude Law’s face to weep in forfeit. You put those lemons in a sack and beat your enemies with ‘em! And maybe if you beat ‘em hard enough the bag will split open and lemon juice will spray into their eyes, causing intense burning pains as you crush them into a citrus-y pulp!
Steve: Wait, wait, wait, wait. Their heads or the lemons?
Eddie: Whatever caves first!
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Way to Dawn and X-blade Particle effects comparison
I don’t know if anyone’s mentioned this yet, but I was recently watching a BBS play through when I noticed- Hey. The particle effects for the X-blade looked REALLY similar to Riku’s Way to Dawn. Like. Pretty much EXACTLY THE SAME, besides the color as they are fading.
I’ll post some images here for comparison
X-Blade effects, Vanitas fight BBS:
(Sorry for the awful image quality lmao)
Riku’s Way to Dawn, Kh2:
I can’t be the only one who finds that really really weird, no?
The end part of the animations does have some differences, but really only in color. Even the shape they form as they fade away is exact.
X-blade, Vanitas:
(Sorry Ven- it’s for science-)
These ones are an orange/yellowish color
Then for Riku’s Way to Dawn:
Kh2:
His start out a bit yellow at the center then fade to blue
They are also like this in Kh 3D
Some bonus images:
Vanitas Fight, BBS:
This is how I originally noticed the effects, because I got a good look at them down on the attack command panel in the corner.
And here’s Xehanort’s in kh3, when he has the X-blade:
I feel like his are a bit more red?
Anyways, yeah. That’s that. It’s pretty odd in my opinion. I also don’t think any other keyblades share these effects, either, but if anyone else finds anything then please post it lol
I had originally posted this in a discord server I’m in, and a few of the people there (including myself) theorized that it could be related to how the X-blade isn’t truly the final form of it’s“X-blade series”. That it’s like the “Way to Dawn” of its respective line, not having arrived at its final evolution yet, still on the path to get there. That’s just one interpretation, but I do quite like it.
What do you guys think?
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