#FUCK I DIDN'T CHANGE IT TO 2022 IT'S FIXED NOW

[crookedkryptonitebeliever]

Just wanna say that I despise Cyprus as a person. If he started stalking me I’d change jobs and countries and get a restraining order against him. I hate you for making him (I’m kidding) and I hate that I read his story even though I can’t stand him. He gets worse and worse the more I learn. This transphobe can catch these hands.

Oh yea this dirtbag absolutely can catch your hands, he is a boxer and a terrifying one that is. I created him to be someone who talks big and has the fighting credentials to match it 🔥

THere must be an anti Yves and Blanche, hence Cyprus is created 💔like yin and yang, they balance each other outs

naw im just kidding i actually made Cyprus because i was kinda craving for some clout at the time, but my soft yanderes that i like writing about kept flopping and i couldn't get as much notes as i did when i reached my peak in like 2022 ish,

so i tried another approach: literally, trend hopping,, Cyprus is a literal trend and a tiktok thirst trap genre

so cyprus is actually an amalgamation of like common Yandere traits that blew up in tumblr, like what seem to make a yan 'smexy' and super desirable, like a sexual predator but hot and mean. I fr didn't like this mans and it was damn hard not to make him 100% an unlikable edgelord but i try to get that balance, to push myself out of my comfort zone in writing

and it did worked, the proof is that now in this new generation of CKB ocs, Cyprus is my most popular oc and there are a lot of yalls simping for him in my asks like slobbering on his knob type

so i decided to fuck with him and like curse him with really crappy traits like homophobia and transphobia, ykno to try and direct traffic to Yves and his Yandere line (blanche, Leveret, Monty)

but also to see if i can tread the line of making him as divisive as possible, like yea a vocal lot of yall hate him for being a shitty man now, but i KNOW there are a good handful of you guys who still would slob on his knob, i monitor my asks 🫣🫣and i seem to summon a bunch of "i can fix him" readers too

but i remember about this one anon who said "cyprus is the type of man we all love in theory but avoid so hard irl thats why we dickride him on this blog so bad , escapism go brr" and i guess that's pretty much why he's so popular and even if i make him so crappy, there are still people who would beat on his meat

but anyways moral of the story, STAN YVES INSTEAD

#yandere x reader #yandere oc #oc yves #yandere concept #tw yandere #yandere oc x reader #yandere x you #yandere male #yandere #male yandere oc x reader #oc cyprus

[eph-em-era]

well all i can say about HBO's anti-union message in that bts video is that AS A KIWI ACTOR/STAGE/SCREEN INDUSTRY WORKER who isn't being strongarmed by a corporation into saying shit that they agree with

the hobbit laws suck. peter jackson is universally despised. what that man did with warner brothers and the national government to make our laws worse for workers so he could film his bad films here in the late 00s is akin to several crimes.

we WANT union protection! we WANT to be able to strike! i'm a member on the Equity NZ (union akin to SAG-AFTRA) committee for Wellington and the amount of work that's going on behind the scenes at the moment to claw back worker protections from our fucked up local laws is immense.

most of us aren't allowed to strike. most people working at wētā (the big screen production house), as well as on most screen/stage jobs are employed as contractors, so they're taxed exorbitantly, have no sick leave, have no holidays, have minimal protection from harassment or being taken advantage of.

long hours? being burned out? that's the kiwi way of living in the screen/stage industry and it SHOULD NOT be celebrated.

The Screen Industry Workers Act of 2022 has fixed some of that but there's still so much to go. yknow how SAG-AFTRA is fighting over residuals? here, we don't even know her.

i know all this personally and intimately.

i was taxed 39% on my contractor income last year.

only now that i'm a salaried worker can i afford to get my teeth fixed.

i had to get a legal action from a lawyer from ANOTHER UNION to get paid for one of my contracts in 2021 because the production team didn't like how i spoke up about their lax health and safety rules (this was a contract I was nominated for one of the most prestigious awards in the country for my work on, fyi)

sexual harassment is rife. what support is there? basically none. we hope it comes out in the media, or it doesn't change and there's nothing we can do cause we'll get sued into oblivion.

ive worked multiple 12+ hour days with only a tiny break in the middle or none at all. friends of mine have done 10-16 hour night shoots.

i've burned myself out multiple times in five years of professional practise cause that's the expected thing. that's what you do. if you're not working at 150% the entire time then you're a bad arts industry employee.

in conclusion, fuck off with your anti-union message, fuck you for utilising our weak-ass laws and HBO i'm in your walls

if you're in the US, support the Entertainment Community Fund! if you're a screen/stage worker in NZ, join Equity!

#ofmd #our flag means death #ofmd s2 #unions #workers rights #peter jackson

[lovelytsunoda]

one of the boys // charles leclerc

summary: she's worked for ferrari for four years now. four years that only let her feelings for their number one driver grow stronger and stronger, until she wishes that charles leclerc would stop seeing her as just one of the boys, and start seeing her the way that she sees him

pairing: charles leclerc x mechanic! reader

warnings: ferrari fuckups, sexual tension, sad charles, actually charles goes through a whole range of emotions, matchmaker seb, mentions of workplace harassment, set in the 2022 season when charles won australia, sexual innuendos and references.

she sat on the halo, her feet resting against the seat as she leaned over the engine compartment, her boiler suit tied off around her waist and her hair pinned to the back of her head as the bahrain sun beat down.

ferrari had bottled it again. which meant double-duty for the pit crew to fix it for jeddah.

the radio hummed softly in the background as she cursed, losing her grip on the ratchet. when the engine fried itself, it had also made the parts a lot harder to take apart.

"fucking hell." she groaned, resting her head against the cool, red body of the car. "vasseur was supposed to fix this."

"what are you still doing here? you should have left at least an hour ago?"

the movement in the garage, as well as the voice breaking the almost-silence was enough to get her to look up, heart hammering against her ribcage.

the same annoyingly alert reaction that she'd had to his presence for the last two years.

"charles. what are you doing here?"

"hiding." the driver smiled sadly. the balaclava lines had faded fomr his face, but she could still see the sweat in his hair, the scent of the race mingling with his team-sponsored cologne. "you know how it is after a weekend like this."

"yeah, i do." she could feel the blush creeping onto her face, and she subtly pinched herself to try and make it go down. charles leclerc couldn't give her butterflies, it wasn't right. technically speaking, he was her superior.

but that didn't change how much she cared about him, how much she longed to feel the monegasque's lips against hers

"you should not be working. come out with the rest of us, we're getting drinks and commiserating. did i use that word right?"

it was hard for y/n not to smile at charles' attempt to learn the english language. he had a fantastic grip on the language, but when he tried to use larger words to sound cooler, it was usually followed up with uncertainty, all adding to what she liked to call his 'boston terrier energy'.

"yeah, you got that one right." she chuckled, dismounting the car, pain rocketing through the nerves in her feet as she hit the ground too hard. "that's a beauty of a car. such a shame that the scuderia doesn't know how to treat it properly."

standing next to charles, she was all too aware that she was wearing nothing but a sports bra on the top half of her body, and she wondered if she could pull her boiler suit back on without charles noticing.

charles snorted. "try driving that thing."

she patted him on the shoulder, a sad smile on her face. "give me ten minutes to go put some proper clothes on, and then we'll go out somewhere. drinks are on me, god knows you deserve it."

______

"seb, i don't know what to do!" y/n groaned, face against the tabeltop as the german man laughed.

sebastian vettel had been the closest thing she had to a father when she was on the road with the scuderia. in all fairness, the job with ferrari hadn't even been what she went to school for. she had picked engineering at college because it was what everybody else was doing, and she'd stumbled upon this job by accident with the promise of travel. when she was starting to regret everything, it had been sebastian who had convinced her to stay.

"ugh, this is so not funny!" she shouted, throwing her arms in the air and wincing as her knuckle banged against the shop window. they were in a quaint little café in fiji ahead of the australian grand prix, and y/n was in need of some serious advice.

but to get advice from seb, you needed to bribe him with coffee first. hence why they were in the rustic cafe, every bare surface covered in plants that sebastian had spent ages talking to the manager about.

sebastian vettel was a nerd. in a good way, of course.

"you're a lovely young woman, y/n. you have a nice figure."

"does hanna know you're out here complimenting younger women?" she joked, taking a sip from her strawberry lemonade.

sebastian laughed, shaking his head. "you need to let everybody else see that side of you, y/n. let your hair down, wear a nice pair of jeans for once instead of that boiler suit. let the world see the lovely girl that we all know is there."

"i'm going to miss you when you retire."

"i know, kiddo. listen, we're all going out after the race, to have drinks and whatever. go out with hanna, buy yourself a nice new dress on my credit card, and then come out for drinks with us. i guarantee that one look at you will whip charles into shape. you're a catch, y/n. i think that charles would be lucky to have someone like you in his life."

"i'm already a part of his life. as a work friend. and i'm accepted that i'm not likely to be anything more."

seb raised an eybrow. "doesn't sound like it."

in another bar, on another part of the small island of fiji, carlos and charles were having a very similar conversation.

"carlos, i can't make a move! technically, i'm higher ranking at ferrari than she is. there's a power imbalance, what if she feels like she can't say no? it's a harassment case waiting to happen!" charles whined, a pint glass clutched in his hands.

carlos shook his head, an annoyed sigh escaping the back of his throat. "you're an idiot, hermano. she's in love with you! you think you're the only person who sees her staring at you in the garage?

"forgive me if that's not something i want to be wrong about. i could be staking our careers on your little hunch."

groaning, carlos buried his head in his hands. getting through to his teammate was a hopeless and futile affair. once charles leclerc was set in his ways about something, there was no changing his mind.

"what about the party in australia? ask her to dance, buy her a drink? you're not getting any younger, charles. you need to get back out there and start dating again."

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as f1 descended on albert park, the glitz and glamour taking over melbourne, y/n y/l/n and hanna vettel were standing in a small, glitzy boutique, armed with hanna's husband's credit card. the young ferrari mechanic was standing in front of a floor-length mirror, her hair falling around her shoulders.

"hanna, i don't know how i feel about this." she inhaled, staring at her reflection and the ferrari red dress that hugged her figure. "i love it, honestly, i do, i just cringe at the thought of ever wearing it outside of the house. especially if i;m in front of charles!"

hanns sighed, brushing her fingers through the younger girl's hair. "have a little bit of faith in yourself, darling. you look stunning, this dress shows off all your best physical attributes, and charles already knows your best qualities."

"yeah, because who else is going to sing nineties stoner rock songs in the car on the way to the track with me?" y/n laughed, remembering singing ‘teenage dirtbag’ with charles on their way to the track in jeddah, a carpool with some of the other mechanics. charles barely knew the words, but then again, y/n got them wrong a lot as well. “yeah, okay. lets do this fucking thing.”

hanna grinned. “that’s our girl!”

hours later, she was regretting her decision, standing in front of the club in her baggy leather jacket, shaky knees knocking together as she stood outside the front door in her heels and that tiny little dress, voices and laughter wafting through the walls as the inside hummed with the rarity of a ferrari victory. she nervously tapped her fingers against the side of her purse as a group of haas mechanics crossed the parking lot, wolf whistling at her before she flipped them both the bird.

“are you coming inside, or are you just going to stand there and freeze your balls off?”

“oh, if only I had balls to freeze. and this is bloody australia, its not even that cold.” y/n chuckled to herself, turning to look at jessica hawkins, one of the aston martin young drivers. “I need someone to remind me that I dont look stupid in this goddamn dress that hanna vettel picked out for me.”

jessica cocked an eyebrow, looking the mechanic up and down. “babes, you look hot! who are you trying to impress?”

“charles.” y/n mumbled, her face flushing pink before she cleared her throat. “its stupid, isn’t it?”

the other young woman shook her head. “not at all.” she grinned, linking her arm through y/n’s. “come on, lets go get you your man!”

the inside of the club was crowded, yet closed to the public as f1, f2, and the w series descended on the establishment. all of the f3 drivers were too young to legally drink, and had made their displeasure quite clear as they were herded away to an italian restaurant instead of the club.

"drinks for the lovely ladies?" abbie eaton chortled, bringing tequila shots over to where the mechanic and jessica were standing. "cheers on three, yeah?"

jessica sounded off with the countdown, the three women tapping the tiny glasses against each other before throwing back the burning alcoholic drink.

"if i'm going to do this," y/n began, raising her voice to be heard over the drake song that was playing. "i'm doing it right!" she took off her jacket, throwing it over a chair before she made her way over to the dj booth, her ballet flats sticking to the floor.

after a whispered conversation (and a monetary bribe), wheatus' 2000 hit 'teenage dirtbag' began to play over the speakers as y/n and jessica took to the floor, champagne flutes in hand as they began to dance.

from across the way, under the deep blue lights, charles leclerc was in a trance as he watched the way she moved, laughing and giggling as she sang along, finally getting each word right. adn charles would be lying if he said he didn't love the way her legs looked in that short little dress, how full her breasts looked in the red fabric that cradled them.

"is he still being a pussy?" pierre gasly groaned. "come on, man! you won the fucking race, and that's still not giving you the confidence you need to tell her you have a crush on her?"

"i'd rather not embarrass myself too much, thank you pierre." charles grumbled, taking another sip of his fruity mixed drink.

"he won't even drink proper alcohol." carlos commented. "i think she broke him."

pierre shook his head. "i will not stand for this, i am not letting it go on any longer. ilies!" he shouted, waving over his best friend- save for charles of course- and social media manager. "we need you to do something for us, for charles."

ilies nadri nodded. "it's about that girl he keeps talking about, isn't it?"

"exactly. so here's what you're going to do."

back on the dancefloor, y/n was beginning to forget that charles was watching, laughing and singing with jessica as the dj began to play 'toxic' by britney spears, at a drunken lando norris' request.

"looks like you've got an admirier. and it's not charles." nerea marti pointed out, nudging her head in the direction of ilies nadri, who was beginning to make his way over to the girls.

"well, if charles isn't interested." jessica shrugged, calpping her on the shoulders. "you look too pretty tonight to go home alone if you don't want to, and it looks like there's a good looking bloke who wants to join ya."

moments blurred as nadri took y/n's hand, pressing a kiss to her knuckles and making her laugh with a french come-on, and before she knew it they were dancing to britney.

and she had forgotten about him, about the reason she wore that red dress in the first place.

but charles never forgot about her, his eyes boring into the back of ilies' head as he watched them dancing to a christina aguilera song. his grip was steadily tightening on his glass, and carlos looked over at him with a concerned glance.

"are you sure that getting her to dance with ilies was the smartest idea?" carlos whispered under his breath, raising his eyebrow at pierre. "he's going to break the fucking glass."

"or, he'll get jealous and go over there." pierre reasoned.

"how the fuck do you have a girlfriend, gasly?"

but pierre's reasoning must have been rooted in proof, for charles put down his glass and tromped over to the dance floor, his eyes a certain shade of jealous as he prepared himself to finally make a move.

he didn't speak, sweeping over the dancefloor to grab y/n's arm and pull her away from ilies and away from the dancefloor and it's illuminated vinyl flooring.

"charles, what is wrong with you?" y/n shouted, tispy on her feet and buzzing from alcohol as she tried to ignore the way her chest tightened and her heart skipped a beat at charles' possessiveness.

"i'm in love with you." he blurted out, desperation in his voice. "and i'm tired of hiding how i feel. i don't care how it looks to the outside, or to mattia, but i want to be with you. you were never just one of the boys to me, y/n. you were just you. and i like who i am with you. i want to be able to be that person for you, all the time."

"charles." she said softly, heart softening before starting and stopping again in an erratic beating pattern that would have worried her if she could have heard the beating over the refrain of charles' confessions playing on loop in her mind, louder and louder each time. "just kiss me."

and that's what charles did, an *nsync song playing in the background as he mashed his lips to hers, backing her up against the wall as she giggled, wrapping a slender, bare leg around his own, arms looped haphazardly around his neck and over his shoulders.

"charles, your phone isn't in your front pocket, right?" she panted.

charles looked confused, resting his forehead against hers. "no, i always put it in my back pocket."

"fuck." y/n all but moaned, arousal pooling in her own thighs as she thought about what was in between charles'. "that means that it's your rock-hard cock that's pressing against me right now, and that's so fucking hot."

grinning to himself, charles pressed up against her even more. "whay don't you join me at my hotel, and i'll show you just how fucking hard you make me."

"is that a threat or an invitation?"

"it's whatever you want it to be, mon cher."

"kiss me one more time, and you've got a deal."

#charles leclerc #charles leclerc x reader #formula one x reader #formula 1 imagine #lovelytsunodas katy perry series #charles leclerc x y/n #scuderia ferrari #Spotify

[chimaeraonwards]

Pendatang and why I think it's important for the fight against censorship

Malaysia's first fully crowd funded film is finally out and its free on YouTube!!!

(btw its fully subtitled in English, Malay, Chinese (Simplified), and Tamil for those who want it)

Pendatang by Kuman Pictures is set in a dystopian future where, due to racial extremism, Malaysia is fully segregated. Citizens live in their own areas based on their race and mixing between the races is punishable by 25 years in prison.

The story centers around a Malaysian Chinese family who is forced to relocate to a designated house by the authorities but they find a Malay girl hiding in their attic.

Anyone who is familiar with the Malaysian film scene would be wondering, "A Malaysian movie about race and inequality? How the fuck did this movie get through the censorship board?". Well, easy. They didn't even try.

In the name of keeping peace in the country, The Malaysian Film Censorship Board (Lembaga Penapis Filem - LPF) is notorious for censoring local movies to the point it loses its impact or keeping movies in a limbo for years. But films need LPF's approval to be able to release theatrically local cinemas.

The makers of Pendatang knew that this film wouldn't have made it past the censorship board or any other kinds of local governmental/commercial release or funding channel. So from the start, they set out to crowd fund this movie to release it for free online - where the LPF has no jurisdiction.

They managed to raise past their goal of RM300k (which is about slightly less than 100k USD). And one year later, they've kept their word - the movie is available on YouTube for free with no ads (making it a non-profit movie).

This is what the makers have to say about this move and what they hope it achieves:

So not only is it a badass move to bypass censorship and non-profit, its also a ground breaker and this opens up a whole new avenue for Malaysian filmmakers.

But it can't be that bad, can it? Well here are some films that weren't so lucky with the LPF.

Mentaga Terbang a story about a young girl's religious journey after her mother's passing to find out what happens after death. It was banned in Malaysia.

Tiger Stripes, the Cannes award winning teenage body horror film detailing a girl's journey with womanhood. It was so heavily cut by LPF that the filmmaker has disowned the censored version and has come out to say that essence was removed from the movie.

Spilt Gravy on Rice is a dark comedy based on a play of the same name. It is a story about a journalist who is close to death and decides to fix his family issues with his 5 kids who all have different mothers. The film was submitted for approval in 2012 and was forced to make changes (including an alternate ending) and was finally approved in 2020. Due to covid, the premiere was delayed till 2022. The original playwright, Jit Murad, passed earlier that year and never got to see his story in the big screen. You can find the film with its original ending on Netflix now.

This is why a movie like Pendatang is so important. Some suspect that Pendatang will be taken down or blocked by the government. I hope it won't.

Malaysian filmmakers want to share good stories that shouldn't be watered down. Malaysian voices want to be heard and shouldn't be unnecessarily filtered and censored.

#pendatang #pendatang movie #media censorship #censorship #malaysia #film #mentaga terbang #tiger stripes #spilt gravy on rice #image id in alt text

[ghostofbambifanfiction]

CYOA C46 Longer Snippet

It might be a while before I can get chapter 46 updated because I'm not feeling particularly well or energised lately, but I did get one scene fully edited to a standard that I'm happy with so the least I can do is share that with you guys while you wait. I've shared a section of this already but changes have been made.

Anyway, check under the cut if you fancy it!

Private WhatsApp Chat Resumed: Saturday 5th March, 2022, 07:53 Members: James Potter, Remus Lupin

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James Potter: is there a tribunal you can report employers to when they go out of their way to set employees up with random celebrities who for all we know could be high-ranking members of all sorts of illuminati-run sacrificial sex cults?

Remus Lupin: What on earth are you talking about?

James Potter: andrew garfield hasn't even WON an oscar remus he lost out to casey affleck CASEY AFFLECK how bad does a man have to be to be the most problematic brother in a family that includes ben affleck, remus?!!!

Remus Lupin: Right.

James Potter: he lost out to a man who has been ACCUSED OF SEXUAL HARASSMENT, REMUS if that's not proof that he's a talentless hack I DON'T KNOW WHAT IS

Remus Lupin: In defence of Andrew Garfield, I don't think that's a fair assessment of the situation.

James Potter: and what about the cults the illuminati cults what of the cults, remus? don't try to claim they don't exist i've spent time in la in tinseltown el pueblo i've seen that city's seedy underbelly in the flesh

Remus Lupin: I say this with love; if you ever happened to find yourself in the seedy underbelly of any city, you'd shit your pants.

James Potter: i would not shit my pants i'd be uncomfortable but i'm not incontinent and aren't you supposed to be on my side?

Remus Lupin: I am on your side, but you have a tell when you deflect your anger to the wrong target, and it's pretty much what you're doing now. You know that your mother wouldn't hurt you on purpose, and Andrew Garfield, poor as his timing was, certainly didn't do anything wrong. Neither of them are the actual problem. If you want to talk about the actual problem, I'm all ears, but I can't help you with things that don't need fixing.

James Potter: i should have had him assassinated when i had the chance

Remus Lupin: You never had the chance.

James Potter: i could have had the chance my parents have money

Remus Lupin: They have money, not mafia money.

James Potter: they might do you don't know my mum can be pretty shifty

Remus Lupin: Mate.

James Potter: no i know did you see your girlfriend's instagram post?

Remus Lupin: I didn't know you were following her?

James Potter: i don't, but i've been checking her posts in case lily showed up in any of them and please don't lecture me about how sad that is i'm aware

Remus Lupin: I have no intention of lecturing you. I saw her post, yeah.

James Potter: so you'll know

Remus Lupin: Know what?

James Potter: that she's not upset

Remus Lupin: Lily?

James Potter: yeah

Remus Lupin: You can't really believe that.

James Potter: yeah i do believe it in fact i don't think she ever was upset

Remus Lupin: I don't know how I'm supposed to respond to what you're saying, except to say that I simply don't think that's true.

James Potter: no no it is true she's not upset at all, she doesn't care about how i'm doing or how it would make me feel to see those photos if she did she wouldn't have let beatrice post them, would she? well?

Remus Lupin: I don't know, I don't think she's curating Beatrice's posts.

James Potter: she doesn't care that i'm stuck here dying for love of her, does she? because she's in fucking paris with her champagne or her baguettes or whatever else they eat over there escargot cheeses and shit she's laughing and posing for photos with a famous actor's arm around her waist as if everything is dead brilliant all of a sudden sorry remus but that's not what upset people DO

Remus Lupin: That's what a lot of upset people do. To save face.

James Potter: but SHE doesn't do that! not with me, never with me, we've always said we'd be honest

Remus Lupin: Maybe that's true, but she doesn't really have you at the moment.

James Potter: i'm right here! i'm not the one who cut her off and i'm not the one who thought we needed a break from each other that was HER, that was all her idea, i've been waiting for her like a dickhead for four days and she hasn't said a word but hey! she's over it! partying with celebrities! now that she's met andrew fucking garfield she's all cheered up and enjoying herself so good for her i guess was he all it took for her to stop giving a shit about me? she doesn't even KNOW him he is LITERALLY just some guy!

Remus Lupin: That's exactly what he is, just some guy who she will never see again after last night, and his meeting her doesn't suddenly mean that she no longer cares about you, or that she isn't upset about your fallout. I have it on good authority from Beatrice and from Lily herself that this isn't the case. In the grand scheme of things, Andrew Garfield doesn't matter.

James Potter: you'll eat your words when it comes out that they fell in love last night i saw his hand on her hip

Remus Lupin: His hand was on her hip because they were posing for a photo.

James Potter: yeah and they're probably sneaking off to some romantic parisian hotspot right now having sex on the eiffel tower

Remus Lupin: What, in front of the tourists?

James Potter: don't laugh at me

Remus Lupin: I'm not laughing. She's not with Andrew Garfield. She's been with Beatrice all day.

James Potter: then he had a prior engagement and they've exchanged numbers and they've been texting at every available second same difference

Remus Lupin: That isn't going to happen.

James Potter: it already happened why wouldn't it happen? why wouldn't he want her? the casey affleck thing aside, i'm sure he's not totally useless

Remus Lupin: It hasn't happened because the hold she has over you is not universal, much as you might believe otherwise. And because Beatrice told me what happened. They chatted sporadically throughout the evening, took a few photos and that was it.

James Potter: maybe beatrice is lying to you because lily doesn't want me to know the truth

Remus Lupin: Why wouldn't she want you to know the truth?

James Potter: because she's figured out how i feel about her and she's trying to let me down easy

Remus Lupin: Given what happened with Skylar, I doubt that she has.

James Potter: please don't mention skylar i regret everything about skylar and you might doubt, but lily's smart enough to get to the bottom of it

Remus Lupin: I think, in this case, that you might be hampered by your understanding of your side of the story. Which Lily has not been let in on. Just try to remember that you don't know hers either. Nor will you, until you talk to her.

James Potter: she doesn't want me to talk to her

Remus Lupin: She probably thinks that you don't want to talk to her.

James Potter: she's the one who asked for a break

Remus Lupin: After you started an argument. Which I don't blame you for, in case you ask me for the twentieth time. But she's had a few days to process it all now, and Beatrice says she's calmed down. Talk to her, and if she doesn't respond you will be no worse off than you are now.

James Potter: if she doesn't respond i'll be much worse off if she doesn't respond it's the end of everything

Remus Lupin: Even if it is, at least you'll know.

James Potter: even you wouldn't be this pragmatic if you were walking in my shoes right now

Remus Lupin: You're right, I have no defence for myself. The only thing I can do is advise you in the way I think best.

James Potter: heavy is the foot that wears the air jordan, i suppose

Remus Lupin: That's odd. Sirius said that you were more of a Crocs man nowadays.

James Potter: i have never bought crocs

Remus Lupin: He said you bought two pairs of Crocs

James Potter: fine, i'm going to drown him in the bath

*

He isn't doing well.

Sure, James has devilry enough inside him to chuck a vengeful mug of cold water over Sirius while he's lounging in the bath, and laugh loudly at the subsequent, Jaws-like thrashing (he never bought those Crocs! Merely considered it!) but in general…

Yeah. He isn't doing well.

#sarah's choose your own adventure fanfic #snippet

[flashfuture]

DC Comics Timeline explained quickly as I can

Earth 2- Golden Age (1938-1956)

What happened to this universe? Barry Allen came into existence.

Earth 1- Silver Age (1956-1970) + Bronze Age (1970-1986)

What happened to this universe? Barry Allen died during Crisis on Infinite Earths

New Earth (Pre Zero Hour)- Copper Age (1986-1991)

Zero Hour- 1994

What is Zero Hour you might ask? Hal Jordan and others fucked up the Universe. [ie there were massive plot holes from previous timelines to fix but they stayed on the same Earth]

New Earth (Post Zero Hour)- Modern Age (1991-Now) [Does this not feel like too big a time?] Revision that is DC specific "Modern" Age (1994-2011)

What happened in 2011? Barry Allen reset the universe with Flashpoint

Flashpoint (2011)

What exactly is Flashpoint though? I hear you ask. And great question Barry Allen time traveled decades into the past changed a thing that made it so he was never the Flash and as you can see from the previous entries he has somewhat of a role to play in the universe. And when he tried to fix everything back to the way it was he'd broken it beyond repair. Hello New 52

Prime Earth- New 52 (2011-2016)

What's new 52 you ask? And you will regret. It's a complete overhaul of every character in DC. If you loved something about a character or even a character themselves you're shit out of luck. Everything is worse and everything you love is gone.

But what happened in 2016? Wally West escaped the Speed Force and everybody got their real memories back to certain degrees.

Prime Earth- Rebirth (2016-2022)

Wait didn't we just do a timeline reset... What happened in 2022? The Flashes fought another Crisis this time with Nightwing's help and reset the universe... you know again

Prime Earth- Dawn of DC (2022-Now)

Now every continuity is canon cause that's how time works I guess.

And you might be thinking are the Flashes being used as a scapegoat everytime DC as a company wants to do a merger with another comic company and or reset the status quo and the answer is yes very much so

#dc comics

[star-1111]

hey honey how about we get some quackity content ☺️ i never see anyone post about him anymore

you got it! ☺️☺️

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[cc!quackityxgn!reader]

s/n = streamer name :)

warning: light language

<3

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You check your reflection once more, fixing your outfit. You take a deep breath, smiling.

You were a pretty famous streamer, and this was your first time going to Twitchcon, and you were excited nonetheless.

You'd meet some friends for the first time- like Dreamwastaken, GeorgeNotFound, Sapnap, Karl Jacobs, and many more.

When you entered Twitchcon, fans quickly approached you, extremely happy to finally meet you. Soon after, you met some friends, took pictures, and had so much fun.

But, for some reason, you felt..odd.

There was one person you'd been hoping to see. One person that knew how to put a smile on your face.

And that person was Alex Quackity.

He was someone you believed changed your life. Someone you believed changed your life.

You both talked a lot over the phone, and often streamed together too.

You looked around the crowds of people, hoping- wishing- he would show up.

But, now that you thought about it, you were actually quite nervous about the idea of meeting him.

Was he really what you thought he was?

"s/n?" Your thoughts were interrupted.

You turned around, and suddenly, it felt like the world had gone still.

There he stood, wearing a red and blue hoodie, and a grey beanie. He smiled, his eyes creasing upwards. You took note he had a lot more moles than you thought he did.

"Quackity?" You asked, but it sounded more like you were questioning yourself.

He smiled more, clapping his hands together with joy as he giggled. "Its you..! Its really you!" He sounded unbelievably happy to see you.

You opened your arms, giving him a large hug, to which he gladly returned. Quackity exhaled, relaxing into your touch.

"I can't believe you're actually here." He muttered.

"Me too. It feels almost...like a dream." He nodded, pulling away to meet your gaze. His gaze softened, his smile wide. He giggled again, holding your hands, swinging them side-to-side.

"You're really here! I've been so excited to meet you, s/n!"

"I've been excited too! You're so much shorter than I thought."

He playfully dropped your hands, crossing his over his chest. "Thats so rude, y/n." You both laughed.

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It was time for you to return to your hotel room, and Quackity insisted to walk you there. On the way, he would ask you questions, and vice versa. When you both got to your room, he hugged you goodbye. He buried his face in your shoulder, sighing. "Im so fucking happy I got to meet you, y/n. I really am." You smiled, rubbing his back.

"Im happy too, Alex. I was actually kind of nervous, to be honest."

He chuckled. "Aw, do I make you nervous?" You pulled away, hitting his shoulder lightly. "Oh, shut up." He laughed, looking down.

"You know, I was actually nervous too. I was worried you wouldn't show up, or that you wouldn't want to see me. Karl reassured me it would be okay, but I didn't believe him." You watched him, noticing he seemed nervous.

He looked up at you, a huge smile on his face. "He was right. It was more than okay." You smiled, feeling your cheeks get warm. He opened his mouth to speak, but then closed it. Scratching his neck, he smiled bashfully. "Well, I'll let you get some rest. See you tomorrow, y/n."

You smiled, stepping into your room. "Goodnight, Alex."

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Sorry if it felt rushed, I wrote this late at night :(

Lemme know if you want me to write anything else! <3

#quackity x reader #quackity #x reader #dsmpboyfriend #dream smp x reader #dsmp x reader

[captainmalewriter]

Stranded

A UFO was flying across the starry night sky the 4th of July 2022. The extraterrestrial pilot had learned about celebrations that were held in the North American continent during its study of the human race. Curious to learn more, an alien named Grey decided to fly down to Earth to see more for itself. Unfortunately for the insectoid creature, it had severely miscalculated how harsh the fireworks would be on its eyesight. The UFO quickly flew off course as Grey struggled to stay in the air. By the time Grey had regained control of the heavy spacecraft, it was already too late. A crash landing was inevitable.

It was 1 in the morning when the crash happened. Grey had crash landed somewhere in the middle of the Nevada desert. Sparks flew as the UFO scraped along the rocky terrain. The spacecraft flipped and tumbled as it eventually rolled to a stop after a harsh impact. It had taken heavy damage, and inside, Grey struggled to wiggle out of wreckage. Its limbs were working at full force to remove all of the debris. It was a slow process, but Grey kept at it anyway.

Meanwhile, a run down car was barreling down the desolate desert highway. There were two disgruntled guys sitting inside the car, the one at the wheel scowling and the other frowning in the passenger seat. The two sat in silence as they drove, both of their gazes fixed on the road, until the passenger turned to the driver.

"Bro, I swear to God I had a shot at her-"

"No you didn't, shut the fuck up! I had a chance! You had shit!"

"Jess, c'mon-"

"Aht aht," Jessie held up a hand off the driving wheel. "I don't wanna hear it right now, Drew. We're going home bitchless tonight and it's all on you."

Drew realized he was fighting a losing battle and slouched back into the passenger seat. He knew Jessie was right, he was the one that kept bringing up his sci fi obsession everytime a girl approached them at the party. The odds were slim that one of the hot chicks at the party would be just as into sci fi as he was, but that night was not Drew's night. Instead of a wingman, he became woman repellent, much to Jessie's dismay.

Jessie slowed down the car and pulled over to the side of the highway. Drew noticed the change in speed and turned back to Jessie again, who was already one foot out the car door.

"Where you going?" Drew asked.

"Gotta take a leak, wait here," Jessie began to walk away.

"I'm not a fucking child!"

"You might as well be one after what you did tonight, you dumbass bitch!!" Jessie shouted back without turning around. He walked out of the streetlight's light and into the dark desert, just enough to keep him out of view.

Jessie stood next to a tall bush as he whipped it out and peed. He could barely see the pink of his dick tip with how dark it was. He widened his stance as he peed out of fear his piss would run down and pool around his shoes. Jessie zipped himself back up as he finished, and just before he started walking back to the car, he heard a weird metallic sound. Like someone was banging on something metal. The out of place sound caught Jessie's attention, and against his better judgment, he decided to see what it was.

He walked around the bush and towards the clanging sound. He was walking deeper into the darkness, but luckily for him, it didn't take much more walking until he reached the source of the noise. Jessie had to squint his eyes but he could just barely make out a busted up disc on the ground. The disc was sleek, and had definitely seen better days. Jessie noticed the top of the disc kept wiggling.

"What the hell?" Jessie said as he got closer to the strange object.

He watched as it kept moving back and forth, until eventually he decided to pick it up with thumb and forefinger. He managed to pick the small piece that was moving, and he held it up to his face. Despite how beaten up it was, it looked like an ordinary piece of metal. The disc had stopped moving. Jessie leaned over and peered straight into the disc. He didn’t see anything out of the ordinary at first glance. He did spot something that somewhat resembled a giant silverfish, albeit with an extra pair of extended legs. But by the time Jessie's brain had registered what he was looking at, the insectoid had already jumped onto Jessie's face.

Jessie stumbled back from the impact of insectoid landing on him. He tried screaming but the massive creature had landed squarely on top of his mouth, muffling any sound he could make. He tried tearing it off his face, but the insectoid already had a strong grip on his face with all the tiny hairs of its lower legs. Jessie felt a burning pain everytime he tugged at the thing, a pull on the insectoid meant a pull on the skin of his face. Jessie was not ready to give up his face, and hesitated using his full strength. He was quickly running out of options against the face hugger. Not that it truly mattered, for Jessie had already run out of time to defend himself.

The front pair of legs the insectoid possessed were especially long and thin, almost like antenna rather than legs. While Jessie was desperately trying to get the insectoid off his face, the insectoid was preparing an attack of its own. It coiled up its front two legs all the way, then it launched them straight into Jessie's nose. They went deep inside his left nostril. Jessie yelped from the pain of something clamping down inside of him. Then, with one fluid motion, the insectoid reeled itself into Jessie's nose. It slithered all the way until it was at Jessie's brain. It perched on top of his brain and then snuggled itself between the brain folds, essentially hijacking his mind to become its next vehicle, leaving Jessie a squirming mess as he lost control over his own body.

Grey took a minute to adjust to its new human vehicle. With simple movements, it made Jessie's fingers curl up, then open and close his hands, then raise and drop his arms, and then eventually his entire body. Grey learned the controls within a minute, it was as though he had always been Jessie's brain.

"Jessie!! What's taking so long!?" Drew shouted out as he walked into the desert.

Grey turned around, unsure of what to do if it was a hostile human. Drew found him, and then walked up to him.

"You good, bro? You had to shit or something?" Drew asked Grey. Grey was unresponsive though, for it was too amazed at the sight of a living, breathing human to figure out human speech. Grey could just imagine Drew's nervous system hard at work to keep such a complex multicellular organism alive and healthy. And thanks to its new human host, Grey could witness it at a human eye level too.

Drew, on the other hand, only saw a wide eyed Jessie staring him down. Drew shrugged, he didn't even know what else he could say to calm Jessie down.

"C'mon, let's go find a hotel to crash for the night, I'm beat."

Drew dragged Jessie by the arm back to the car. Grey followed him eagerly as though he were a puppy following its owner. They made it to the car, and Drew sat down at the passenger's seat. He expected Jessie to hop into the driver's seat, but all Jessie did was stand in the middle of the road, observing himself and his surroundings.

"Man, this guy's lost his goddamn mind," Drew said as he slid into the driver's seat. He fired up the ignition, then called out to Jessie.

"Hey! You coming or what?" He nodded towards the empty passenger seat. Grey understood the gesture, and promptly got into the car. Drew started driving off, and Grey began to be amazed by the human machinery it found himself in. Drew only shook his head at the sight of Jessie's bewilderment.

"If you wanted me to drive you should’ve just said that..." Drew muttered under his breath.

And so the two drove off, both of them completely unaware of the grave danger they now found themselves in. Drew with an alien insect inside his best buddy, and Grey navigating a world he had only ever read about it. Although adjusting to human life would soon be the least of Grey's worries, as it was not alone in traveling to Earth. Back at the shipwreck, another insectoid had crawled out of the disc once it was sure no other living creatures were nearby. Its plan to hitch a ride was a success, and now it would launch the second phase of its little plan.

***

Drew had driven Grey and himself to the next motel they saw. Drew got out of the car and stretched. Yet another five or so hours of driving before they were back home. He yawned at the thought of it.

"You go get us a room while I find somewhere with free parking, alright Jessie?" Drew told Grey. Grey nodded, and stepped out of the car. Drew then drove off burning rubber, something that would've pissed off the regular Jessie.

Grey then took a look at his surroundings. Drew had dropped him off near a motel that a big neon sign that read 'vacancy.' Grey had dedicated a good portion of his studies to human culture, and had even learned a good amount of the major human languages, including English. His parents advised against it for it was essentially worthless knowledge, but Grey kept at it anyway.

Grey walked into the front office of the motel, and a sleepy clerk sat up at the sight of him.

"Hey there, how can I help you?" the clerk asked him. Grey walked up to the him Grey opened his mouth, but closed it when he realized he didn't know how to talk. He waved his hand at the clerk instead, a trick he had learned in his studies.

The clerk looked confused, and waved back meekly. "Uh... hi? Did you need something, sir?"

Grey stood there, unsure what to do next. He couldn't think of another nonverbal form of communication he could give. He racked his brain as he tried to think of a solution. Grey figured talking would be just as easy as any other human motion, but the possibility of messing up freaked him out.

"Hello? Sir? Is there something you need?" the clerk repeated. Grey could feel sweat forming on his new forehead, something he had never dealt with before. He quickly wiped it off, and then proceeded to take a leap of faith.

"Heeee..." Grey opened his mouth and a screeching noise came out. The clerk looked horrified. Grey noticed this, and quickly cleared his throat to stop the noise.

"Hello. Sorry. I need a room." Grey said in a very monotone voice. Grey heard it, and knew he still didn't sound like a normal human the way Drew or the clerk did. The clerk, albeit still bewildered, seemed to relax a bit.

"Okay... Sure, we have a couple of rooms available. For how many?"

"Two, two men, please, and thank you." Grey said, mimicking a more natural, human accent this time. It still needed some work, but Grey felt satisfied.

Grey signed off the paperwork under his new human identity. The clerk then handed him a pair of key cards, and wished him a good night and a belated happy pride month. Grey was beaming as he walked down the motel hallway. Despite a few bumps, he had successfully navigated his first social interaction with verbal communication, and now he was inside a motel room he had asked and paid for himself. Grey felt like he got the whole human thing under wraps, and soon enough he'll find a way back to his own planet in no time flat.

Grey settled into the motel room. He checked out the room and its simple furnishings. The mirror caught his attention the most. He walked up to it and stared at his new human reflection. Grey moved around, and every time his reflection copied him, he giggled out of pure excitement. He couldn't believe he had taken over a human- and a fully grown adult male at that!- and made it his new vehicle.

Grey stared at his new body in the mirror for a while. He hadn't fully realized how lucky he got in terms of human bodies. Grey knew that humans came in a wide, diverse variety much like his own species. He wasn't sure how his human host fared compared to other humans, but Grey knew one thing for sure.

He was strong.

Grey flexed his arms and watched in amazement as the muscles swelled up.

Grey was not a strong member of his own species, but as a human, he was strong. Much stronger than he could ever even imagine. The thought of it gave Grey a rush of power and joy. He kept flexing his new body, and marveled at how strong his human host was. His new penis started to swell up too after a while of self-admiration. Grey smirked at the sight of his growing bulge. He had found yet another human behavior he would have to observe himself.

But a sudden knock on the door killed the mood. Grey threw himself onto one of the beds, making sure his bulge wasn't visible.

"The door is unlocked!" Grey shouted, while also kicking himself internally for not contracting his words like a normal human would again.

The door opened, and Drew walked in. He nodded his head at Grey, and Grey returned the gesture. Drew then sat in the bed across from Grey. He had a dead pan facial expression, something Grey had never seen him with. He grew worried Drew was becoming hostile.

"Hey, Jessie? Can I ask you something? Are you feeling alright?" Drew asked. He was staring straight at Grey, not breaking eye contact at all. It unnerved Grey as he carefully thought over his answer.

"Yes, I feel alright. Why do you ask?"

"Oh, just checking. I was worried you weren't feeling like yourself, that's all."

Drew's response only confused Grey even more.

"Why do you ask?"

"Cuz, I asked the front desk what room number you were in," Drew started. "The clerk showed me the registry, and apparently, you had signed your name as 'Jesse,' instead of the usual 'Jessie' with an i."

The air inside the small motel room had changed. The atmosphere became tense and stiff as Drew and Grey stared daggers at each other. There was a loud silence that was only broken by Drew standing up.

"Who are you, and what did you do to Jessie?" Drew yelled.

Grey then stood up too, and tackled Drew into the ground, using his newfound human strength to pin him down.

#male possession #body possession #male takeover #male body theft #alien possession #aliens #strandedseries #multi part fic

[doubleddenden]

We're 5 months into 2022 as of May 22nd. It's time for another look at just how fucked we are by checking in on

The Timeline

Elon Musk buys Twitter to own the libs. Wait actually he changes his mind. Maybe actually yes. Wait. What about all the bots? Maybe no. Lots of people are jumping ship

Eurovision happened. Something about banana wolves and pussy salad? Idk man, but Ukraine won

Square Enix sold a bunch of IPs for... NFTs. Like Deus Ex and Tomb Raider. For. NFTs.

BTW NFTs and crypto fell hard recently

BTW BTW, one of the biggest NFT guys behind those ugly monkeys tried to make a dating site for themselves, then called it off because of too many dudes

Speaking of dating, Dead By Daylight is making a dating sim called DBD Hooked on You, made by the same people that made the KFC dating sim. Now you can date your favorite serial killers and be the "I can fix him" girl you've always wanted to be

Chip n Dale Rescue Rangers came back in the weirdest possible way. Look aesthetics aside, I mean it when I say weird. Like Ugly Sonic makes an appearance weird. Like two characters got together that had no business getting together weird. Like Chip n Dale not sounding like Chip n Dale weird.

You know that bird that was in Lion King? Zazu? Yeah his species is going extinct. I thought it was a toucan or something but nah, thats a Yellow Billed Horn Bill, and climate change is wiping them out.

MCR is back- again! This time Measles didn't come with them

Unfortunately Monkeypox did. Yeah turns out it's was around before in 2003 or so, even 2021. Do some googling but try not to panic. There are treatments from the looks of things so we're already better off than we were with Covid, but educate yourselves on the matter to be safe, and don't brush off warnings.

Fairly Odd Parents has a live action Paramount+ series where Timmy leaves very 2d Cosmo and Wanda to some very not 2d and live kids when he goes off to college or something idk. Btw, Vicky works at the school now. Btw btw, Vicky has a crush on- go ahead and guess- no seriously try it you'll never get it- it's Crocker. Twitchy ass FAIRY god PARENTS ass ear on his neck ass Crocker. Yeah she was 16 during the regular show and he was still middle aged and yes this did come out of nowhere, why do you ask?

Digimon Survive survived development hell and is actually coming out in like 2 months, and seems like it might be a VN with Tactical RPG elements and a karma system- oh and teens will probably die, most definitely

Avatar actually put out a trailer for its new movie. No no not the fun one with the bald kid or buff tomboy- the one with blue people that have sex with their hair

Warner Bros really weren't joking when they decided to make a co-op Smash clone of characters like Batman, Arya Stark, Jake the Dog, and Ultra Instinct Shaggy. It's real. I swear I saw it. I stg Batman and UI Shaggy really fought against Bugs Bunny and fucking Arya Stark. I wish I was lying.

Kingdom Hearts 4 is announced, and Sora has gone down from a size 32 clown shoe to a size 13 as he steps into the most disturbingly realistic world in the franchise yet.

Oh and this was a couple of months back, but Robert Pattison and Zoë Kravitz were interviewed by a Vtuber named LaPlus (La+?) Darkness from the Japanese side of Hololive, where she asked him how he used the bathroom in the Batman suit, and he gave a fun answer. He actually looked happy

And to end it on a somewhat bittersweet note. Scrat finally got the nut. That fucked up squirrel from Ice Age that caused several natural disasters, broke the laws of physics, broke EARTH- he finally. Finally got his nut. His struggle is over.

Until we meet again

#the timeline #twitter #kh4 #kingdom hearts #elon musk #digimon #fairly odd parents #avatar 2 the way of water #hololive #laplus darknesss #robert pattison #multiverses #ultra instinct shaggy #scrat #ice age #mcr #my chemical romance #NFT #eurovision #dead by daylight #dbd hooked on you #chip n dale movie #monkeypox #added that for filters #this was just a fun recap #im not a news source nor am i anywhere near it

[all-the-heart-you-cannot-see]

REBELDE S2 WAS A HOT MESS (major spoilers ahead)

Plot

I think conceptually speaking having Gus as a villain this season was a good idea. Who can be a bigger enemy to music than s producer only interested in money who exploits his artists? I hated that he died in the end. Biggest wtf of the season, now he exits the next season completely and our mains are left to deal with the fallout in what most likely will be an attempt to copy Elite. Rebelde is about the music and the highschool drama not an student accidentally killing one of the most important producers in the country, what?????

Characters

Esteban was interesting this season, i like that tried to kind of make him the villain. Him getting sucked into Gus bullshit and doing whatever it took to be the best was a nice change from him being really plain last season. I hated him 80% of this seasons runtime but at least this was intentional on the writer's part. I'm so not looking forward to the murder plot with him next season.

Jana works better when she is alone than with Esteban, they make each other lamer, I thought her arc about not having to always please everybody was cool, and i don't think her conflict at the beginning of the season with MJ was nonsensical at all. She's 16, of course she's jealous of someone who could steal her spotlight, not to mention MJ was her friend and left her and the band to go with Jana's shitty ex lol. I like that the girls ended up together at the end and it didn't feel like something forced to me, so many things had happened to them by that point that the reason they were fighting in the first place probably felt stupid anyways.

Dixon is one my favorites lol, this guy is ride or die with everybody. He was willing to keep going with the band, to forgive MJ, he was even trying to help Esteban before he turned into an asshole, i think he's actually the most mature one of the bunch. Whether he was the best in the class depends on personal taste but I think it was well done in the sense that he was the only one to stand up to Gus and remain true to himself as an artist. I like his friendship with Jana cause we almost never get platonic relationship in teen media between girls and boys without feelings being involved, i screamed when they kissed but I hope they keep it as a "we were just too drunk" thing. I liked him with MJ at first, now I think he deserves better.

MJ didn't really have an arc this season, she was just doing her own thing, the actress is a really talented singer so I wish she was more present in the race for Gus's contract. I think she and Sebastian were pretty cute together but I could see their breakup coming from a mile away (more on this in his section). I didn't mind her bit with the pregnancy scare (sin gorrito no hay fiesta, guys) and i just want her to have more to do next season.

Fucking Sebastian. I like to believe that if he knew Gus was such a monumental asshole he wouldn't have done what he did at the end. I thought his arc about being a better person because of MJ was cute however what was wrong from the start is he was changing because of her so I knew the moment she was gone, he was going to go back. My guy just needs therapy and i would have more sympathy for him if his entire villain arc in s1 wasn't based around him being classist lol. (Also I can't believe we were doing the i can fix him in the year of our lord 2022).

I hate what they did to Andi and Emelia. I didn't mind Andi's addiction arc per se because it's pretty common in the music industry, I hate that it made her absent for a pretty good chunk of the major drama this season and that they broke her up with Emelia that way. The thing is, i don't think before the song thing they were actually "bad for each other" their relationship didn't have any major problems before so breaking them up was the most homophobic act of 2022.

Luka is above good and evil in the show, he's kind of an ass but he has been like that since day one and everybody has learned to tolerate him so really, he's just fun. I hope they would've spent more time with him an Okane being actually together but they are only a thing in the last 3 episodes and Luka is literally unconscious in the last one so we were given cruuuuuuumbs. I thought the scarf thing was really cute, I love them, please don't take them away.

I didn't expect much from Okane but he was a pleasant surprise. It's a shame they ruined his storyline with Jana by adding the sex tape thing because he gave her actual good advice (apart from the drugs) and i think they could have s great friendship dynamic, he could certainly make her more interesting. Idk where he went at the end, i just want him to be left alone in this entire bullshit plotline and be happy and home with Luka.

#rebelde netflix #rebelde #rebelde 2022 #luka colucci #okane #jana cohen #mj #dixon alvarez #esteban torres #andi

[redrocketpanda]

Today is my 1 year anniversary of fic writing! I wanted to do something to celebrate but couldn't think of anything, so here's a little reflective ramble post about writing instead

For well over a decade (tbh closer to 15 years) I struggled with severe writing anxiety and, with the exception of one thing I posted in 2014, my anxiety became so bad that I completely disengaged from writing altogether. Whenever I sat down to write I would be filled with such powerful negative thoughts that I would become paralysed by them. I tried so many things to help combat this including writing workshops + classes, nanowrimo, mentoring, journaling, and reading tonnes of self-help advice, but nothing seemed to work. I grew increasingly despondent, afraid that nothing would "fix" me, which was incredibly depressing because when I was younger I loved writing. I wanted to get back to that space of creativity and joy that writing brought but instead felt like I was being pushed further and further away from it.

Then, in November 2022, I was talking to one of my best friends - @parad0xymoron - about how distressing I was finding S6 of My Hero Academia, to the point where I was struggling to watch it. Socket's suggestion? Write fic! If something is happening that I don't like or is upsetting me, then I can write a different version of events. And thus the first chapter of Just Watch Me - my Kirishima/Bakugou fic - was born.

And once I'd started, I found I couldn't stop.

Suddenly, all of the characters, and scenarios, and plots I was imagining in my head came spilling out onto the page. Between November - April, I not only posted all 4 chapters of Just Watch Me but I also wrote and published 7 other one-shots as well. This isn't to say that writing "suddenly" became easy. Of course it didn't. It was - and is - still stressful for me. There were times when I felt that all too familiar sense of paralysis creeping up on me, but I drew on all the tools I had learned over a decade to deal with it.

I stopped. Took a deep breath. Looked inside to see what was going on: What was I scared or anxious of? Then I addressed the issue myself, or spoke to friends who helped me process. And then I kept going. I didn't let the fear or the anxiety or the obsessive need for perfection to stop me.

In exactly 1 year (27th November 2022 - 27th November 2023) I went from 0 words to:

I repeat: In exactly 1 year I went from 0 words in (almost) 10 years to 87, 852 words across 12 published fics for 5 different fandoms. And that's not even including the thousands of words I have from my wips.

During this time, I didn't just write though. I spent time devouring other people's fics and learning from their writing. I spoke to a whole bunch of wonderful fic writers who gave me tonnes of useful feedback, ideas, reassurance, and validation. I began analysing media I enjoy to begin breaking down the parts of them that I loved so that I could learn from it. I joined a bunch of bang events (which, honestly, has been incredible). And I made friends with some of the most wonderful people + writers who are now very dear to my heart.

Perhaps ironically, I cannot even put into words how life changing writing fic and participating in fandom has been for me. It has given me back what no workshops or classes or professionals has ever been able to give me - my ability to write, and to enjoy writing.

So let me just be a sap for a minute and say a very tearful thank you to any of you who have been part of my journey - whether that's been in leaving kudos or comments on my fics, or talking through ideas with me, or beta-reading my fics, or gifting me your valuable writing advice, or sharing your own writing journeys with me, or being someone who I've made friends with.

I'm literally so grateful to every single experience I've had over the past year, and it makes me very excited to see what the next year brings. I still have far to go and much to learn, but damn am I revelling in the fucking joy of being able to write. I'm so excited to keep writing, keep creating, and keep sharing with you all <3

#writing #writing anxiety #writing advice #writing fic #fandom #mha #hq #jjk #bllk #bg3 #fic writing

[teamrocketmemes]

NOCTURNAL lyric starters

lyrics chosen from Mothica’s 2022 album "Nocturnal" & adjusted into sentence starters for RP / Prompt purposes. Feel free to customize / change pronouns, phrasing, & etc as needed!

"Daylight's not for me, that's why I'm nocturnal." "Hate when the morning comes, it's light that I'm running from." "Can't fly too close to the sun, that's why I'm nocturnal." "I pretend that I'm alright 'til the lights go out." "I wish I could care less but I just care too much." "My fears don't behave logically." "I'm scared of heights, strangers at night, and socially I'm terrified." "I'm just sensitive, a vulnerable bitch." "Deadly but delicate, I'm just sensitive." "Would you read the story if the ending isn't tragic?" "Pick me apart so you can see which of the parts to keep and to leave, so I look just how you think I should be." "If I fall, will it make a sound if nobody's around?" "It's important to let go of muscle tension while keeping a simultaneous tight grip on your unresolved anger issues." "I'm a masochist, I get my fix from feeling nothing." "I won't be a casualty, a product of my agony." "They say one is too many when enough is enough." "You can be the dagger that I put in my own back." "I'm the queen of self-sabotage." "I'm the blade you've been counting on, but you don't wanna cut it off." "If you're water and I'm fire, why's the flame keep getting higher?" "Gonna make you love me, it'll be the death of us, so what?" "Make tonight the night we both regret." "Every time you leave you leave with a piece of me." "I'm scared that all this will end 'cause I'm too in my head." "Now I'm in the front seat, you're still in the back of my mind" "I can't say goodbye when you're sitting in the back of my mind." "With thousands of unrealistic portrayals of love to choose from, it's easy to get your hopes up." "But don't fall in love before you have the chance to fall in love with yourself." "I know I shouldn't fall back into old patterns and compare myself to every girl you've ever met." "I can't blame you for someone else's mistakes, and I don't want to push you away." "I still got some scars from the last time." "I let you in, goddamn, it's fucking scary." "You let your guard down like it's nothing, I'm used to dysfunction." "I didn't think love could exist if they don't die in the end." "I still sleep with all the lights on, wait until it goes wrong." "Never thought I'd write another love song." "Monsters are creeping into my head, say I don't deserve this." "Forever wasn't for me until I met you." "Wasn't looking to be saved, but damn I'm in love with your face." "Guess I'm afraid of falling right out- way up here, it's a long way down." "I don't wanna let you down." "I'm here awake again like sleep's the enemy." "When I close my eyes, I lose my mind in some twisted fantasy." "I'm no coward, I don't run from smoke and mirrors." "Sometimes, all you need is a little lullaby, to lull you into a deep slumber when you have trouble sleeping." "Given enough time, the moonlight will feel just like the warm rays of the sun." "I'm drinking poison and expecting you to die." "I'm holding onto anger with a clenched fist." "You're my absinthe, you're twisted like dark magic." "It's no mystery, you're bad for my health" "I only hate you 'cause I'm hating myself." "What would happen if I trusted myself?" "I used to be afraid, but I got stories to tell." "A stranger's a villain you haven't run away from yet." "You made your bed, now lie in it." "Used to be an optimist, now she's a loaded gun." "I hate this version of myself." "I became what they did to me." "What are you running from?" "Just stay awake with me all night." "Shouldn't have let me in, you've just made a grave mistake." "I guess they made me a monster too." "Someday I'll be looking down from a big stage." "Forget all about the heartbreak." "Look what I've made with my tears." "When they see how far I've come, I'll sit back and laugh at all the things they said." "Someday you'll see my name up in lights."

#ask meme #sentence starters #lyric memes #musical memes #mothica memes #rp meme #★ our memes. #★ mod jessie.

[chayscribbles]

chayscribbles’ monthly writing update ☆ november 2022

☆ STATISTICS.

words written: 9835 drafting; 17606 redrafting/editing

projects worked on: Andromeda Rogue, Andromeda Rising

proudest accomplishment: i published my first art zine! oh and finishing the first draft of AR3 is also a thing that happened

books read: Memoria by Kristyn Merbeth; Cinder by Marissa Meyer, A Memory Called Empire by Arkady Martine

☆ GENERAL COMMENTS.

(book comments first: Memoria (the sequel to Fortuna, which i read a few weeks ago) was MUCH better imo than the first, 4.5 stars. Cinder was very enjoyable but i do feel like i am simply getting too old for YA and would have liked it better if i had read it a few years ago, 4 stars. A Memory certainly wasn't bad, but in the end it fell a bit flat for me, 3 stars.)

this month has been Very Weird. within the span of like 3 days a lot of things happened, including finishing AR3 and other Personal Stuff that resulted in me suddenly having a lot of free time on my hands that i did not know what to do with. but everything ended up working out! and a lot of that free time went to working on my wip.

i had thought that after finishing AR3 i'd work on one of my lower-effort sidewips, or work on other hobbies like drawing, but the motivation for those things just... didn't manifest itself? (also the Secret Space WIP, has become bigger than i thought it would, and i felt it would require more commitment than i am currently willing to give it)

anyways i just ended up going right back to AR kjdfgkjfds whoops

more specific wip-related comments + featured excerpt below.

☆ COMMENTS: ANDROMEDA RISING (finishing the draft)

did i really finish this draft this month? it feels like forever ago jkfdjk

so my unofficial NaNo goal was to finish AR3. i had originally estimated it would take 15k, and then adjusted it to 10k. i didn't quite make the 10k either but i DID finish the draft, so that's still a win. to me.

this draft turned out way shorter than i had hoped... and there's a LOT that needs to be fixed, and i'm not completely satisfied with how it turned out. but i really was at the point where i had to just get through it to call it done otherwise i never would, so thank fuck that's over with.

(trying not to think about how much needs to be fixed yet. gritting my teeth.)

☆ COMMENTS: ANDROMEDA ROGUE (draft... 2!!!!)

so i had this whole plan of letting the entire series rest, then rereading, reoutlining, reworking some plot, character and worldbuilding stuff, and only starting draft 2 in 2023... and then i got impatient lmao.

i was somewhere in the reoutlining stage about a week after finishing AR3 when i realized it felt like i was wasting my time. not much of the main structure of this book is gonna change, so i was pretty much just rewriting the exact same outline i already had. (i plantsed through draft 1 but made a reverse outline as i was writing.) most of the changes are adding or changing certain details to scenes and no amount of planning was gonna help any more than just writing out the changes. so, on the 18th, i started draft 2.

(besides, it's not like i didn't let AR1 rest. i finished it in june 2021 after all.)

i also had a bunch of editing notes from when i was drafting, + stuff i thought about later while writing the sequels on how to better set things up, + notes taken during my reread. so i ended up just annotating the hell out of my first draft to show where i would add or change things, and then i put the old draft on one side of the screen and a new doc on the other side and started rewriting it to include the changes.

i've gone through about 5 chapters and added an epilogue so far! it's going pretty fast haha. i've already added over 2000 words just by fleshing things out a bit more, now that i know my characters and the world much better than when i started. it's SO much easier now that i have the entire series in front of me.

chapter 5 is where i've been slowed down as there is a considerable amount of stuff that needed to be rewritten completely-- it's quite exposition-heavy (it's the scene where Petra gets a rundown of her xenobotany mission), and when i first wrote it, i wasn't exactly sure where i was going with the story. and even though i now have a fuller picture in front of me, it's always hard to write an exposition-heavy chapter and include everything that needs to be said without making it drag. not to mention, foreshadowing and setting things up appropriately.

right now, i'm taking a quick break from redrafting to iron out some of the political backdrop of the story. not only did i need to rest after wrestling with chapter 5, but i was disappointed reading A Memory Called Empire, which was supposed to be a political intrigue, and it was one heck of a motivator to try to make the politics in my book better haha.

☆ FEATURED EXCERPT.

very short passage i added to AR1 to further demonstrate how much of a nerd Petra really is.

“Petra,” Dr. Derosy said, “you did your thesis on vitaplants. Would you mind giving us a brief definition?” Petra coughed and sat up straighter in her chair. “Vitaplants are a category of plants that boost the growth and health of other living organisms around them, specifically through the emission of vitawaves," she said. "Vitaplants have been found to have evolved independently on multiple planets around the sector and are not confined to a single genus, which has confounded taxonomists—"

“Thank you, Petra. I did say brief.”

☆ TAGLISTS. let me know if you want to be added/removed to either.

general taglist:

@nicola-writes @dgwriteblr @the-orangeauthor @stormharbors @quilloftheclouds @ashen-crest @writeblrfantasy @celestepens @stardustspiral @pepperdee @extra-magichours @avi-why @lefttigerobservation @chazzawrites @bardolatrycore

andromeda trilogy taglist:

@bebewrites @nicola-writes @dgwriteblr @the-orangeauthor @stormharbors @akindofmagictoo @quilloftheclouds @nora-theteawriter @ashen-crest @corpsepng @writeblrfantasy @toboldlywrite @celestepens @stardustspiral @pepperdee @cheerfulmelancholies @extra-magichours @writeouswriter @cilly-the-writer @lefttigerobservation @rose-bookblood @drowsy-quill @chazzawrites @cynic-and-chief @enchanted-lightning-aes @aesa

#chayscribbles writing update #wip andromeda trilogy #wip andromeda rogue #wip andromeda rising #this one got a bit lengthy sorry kjdfjk

[afoolandathief]

Day 24 & 25 of Nano

WIP: Something Wicked

Status: Rewriting

NaNo profile: afoolandathief

NaNoWriMo 2022 Goal: 250 words a day

Words written: 71 yesterday, 708 today; 779 in total

NaNo WC total (not counting prior work): 7,868

Total WC for rewrite: 41,112

Didn't get much done yesterday, but I've surpassed my goal, technically (250 X 30 days = 7,500) and I got to write Jade swearing and attempting to fix her precious truck while Caz is a pathetic wet creature.

Excerpts (you get two today) below ↓

(TWs for language and some allusions to sex and anatomy)

“Hey, Shaw, at least now you’ve got an excuse to get a better car,” he said.

“I’ve driven this truck since I was a teenager,” she said, which didn’t make any sense coming from a centuries-old desert witch’s mouth. “It’s probably the most valuable thing I own.”

She had popped the hood and was holding her phone’s flashlight over the engine. She backed up and kicked one of the deflated tires.

“Stupid piece of shit!”

Caz pulled out his phone, trying to find a signal. He doubted a cab would come all the way out here. Even Juniper wouldn’t send a car to pick up some bodyguard. But maybe if the bodyguard had supernatural endurance and a really big -

The thought escaped him as he felt two dark amber eyes burning clean through him.

“What?” he asked.

“I think the transmission’s shot,” Jade said.

“What’re you trying to transmit?”

...

She threw the wrench down, opting to wave her hand across the metal until it glowed red. The molten ore twisted and changed shape until Jade seemed satisfied.

“I’ve had this truck since I was a teenager,” she said, confirming what Caz had heard earlier and confusing him even further. “But it was my mom’s first. Think she and my dad bought it when I was baby, or even before that.”

Caz blinked, trying to do the math in his head. But there was no way it was adding up.

“Jade,” he began, trying to pick the words carefully. “Just — just how old are you?”

She knelt down, her hand skimming over two different sizes of wrenches. She picked one and stood, her eyes narrowed in what was either amusement or confusion or both.

“I’m 26.”

His hand slipped slightly, the metal squealing and groaning before he caught the side of the truck.

“Oh my God,” he squawked. “You’re a fucking baby!”

#my writing #writeblr #nano 2022 #something wicked #jade shaw #caz mraz #tw: language #tw: sex mention

[folklvpin]

i don't know if i made the right decision but for now it's fine.

i had this conversation about future, being in 20s and uni with mom yesterday where she told me: "you have to make a decision even if you'll wrong, i don't want to see you stuck in confusion of your thoughts and anxiety eating you up and if you'll understand you made the bad choice it's okay, neither me nor your dad will tell you you fail, just take a decision whatever it is"

so i did.

i love my parents <3 they care a lot about me and my sister's future, they always support us and they want us continuing to study at all costs. i appreciate this sm and i'm grateful.

but i feel like i'm wasting their time and money. idk what to in life and they're helping me as parents should do but i can't stop feeling guilty. but that's another story.

anyway. after spending a long day deciding between continuing archaeology or switch to biology *drumroll* i decided to continue archaelogy!!! and in 2nd year i'll discover if i really like it or not and if it ain't for me i'll see what to do.

i'm still confused about uni, obviously i am. i'm only 20 and it's okay not knowing what to do in life, i don't have to know this now. i think i'll know only living so struggling about it is useless, more experiences i'll do more things about me and what i want to be i'll learn. not everyone has the plan of their life, the dream job and the perfect city to live and that's perfectly fine. after school i stressed myself about future but i don't want to do it anymore, i'm exhausted.

maybe next year i'll change uni or maybe not who knows i want to follow the process without too much anxiety and pressure.

what made me decide to continue this uni career? well ...

first of all, i didn't know what to do so better continue what i started than start something over with all this anxiety and confusion.

the city. ok studying archeology wont be the most comfy thing cause i have to take 1H of bus everyday but it's the best for my mental health at the moment, biology uni i want to do is in another region and in my currently conditions i don't know if it's the best thing to do.

talking about mental health, i passed the last 5 years of my life struggling with anxiety and other bad stuff, with the pandemic everything got worse and now i'm here, in my 20s with a lots of things to fix and in september i'm going to see a psichologyst <3

also i have to get driver's licence lmao i postponed it for too long it scares me but i need it so yes, let's face some fears.

i passed all the 2022 stressing about my final exams and future and the 2023 was the same, i experienced uni for the first time and i didn't get much fun honestly, my anxiety intensified, i felt like i lost all my potential and still i don't know what to do so yes, the main goal for this autumn and 2024 will be taking care of me, stop surviving and star living and focus on those fucking 17 exams i have to do. i can do it.