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sleeepydraws · 2 months
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Drew some Fanart of Astarion and Shadowheart for some friends' birthdays!
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skitskatdacat63 · 5 months
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I randomly looked thru all my random sketches/unfinished wip files and I'm just mentally shaking past Catie like "WHY DIDNT YOU FINISH THESE!?"
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tteokdoroki · 11 months
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☆༉ — KATSUKI BAKUGOU. five good father’s days.
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about. your daughter gives katsuki an early, late night father’s day gift. im a sap for him ok !!
warnings. none. sfw. slight angst, hurt comfort and a fluffy ending, dangerous missions, you have a daughter, dad!bakugou & fem!reader.
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this father’s day is different.
instead of wrapping up a saturday patrol early in order to spend the rest of the weekend with his daughter, and with you, bakugou finds himself stuck at the hero commission’s main office surrounded by the very heroes he grew up and studied with.
he knows that he should be paying attention, every second and every detail of this upcoming mission counts. if one thing goes wrong, it could cost someone’s life. but bakugou can’t find it in himself to pay attention to the files splayed out before him, nor the presentation the strategy team run through. his mind is elsewhere, stuck on you and his daughter playing with building blocks and tiaras and stickers back home.
the memory of how your face dropped when he returned home the weekend before replays in his mind throughout the meeting. how you knew, from the moment katsuki stepped through the door, that something was wrong. he had to hold you, kiss your head over and over while you solemnly swayed in the middle of your kitchen. he was to go on a dangerous mission to finally take down a group terrorising all corners of japan and he had to go on father’s day.
how were you supposed to explain to your daughter, your happy and brash and playful little girl that daddy wasn’t going to be there on his special day. that he might not even come back. bakugou’s daughter was five now — every bit of her reflected you just as much as it reflected him. she was perfect in every sense and the explosive pro-hero thought himself proud to be her father.
bakugou was lucky. he’d had five good father’s days with his beautiful little girl, and with you his equally amazing spouse. but if he messed up, on this mission it would practically be suicide and he wouldn’t have any more of those days with her or with you.
“did you get that, kacchan?”
the far away look in katsuki’s eyes dissipates as he makes a noncommittal grunt from his chest and looks up to meet deku’s eyes. there is no stir of discomfort or annoyance with bakugou when he looks to his childhood friend — not anymore. they’d long since over come their rivalry, the blonde happily taking the number two spot once he’d started his life and family. they were friends now, equals. but today, a part of bakugou wishes that he could find it in himself to hate deku just a little bit. maybe that would make this father’s day easier.
“yeah i got it. don’t fuck up. take the leader hostage.”
“kacchan please, this is serious.”
all eyes are on bakugou now. he knows that, he fucking knows how serious this is. his life, his daughter’s happiness and future is on the line. he wants to lash out, bare his fangs in place of his hurt like he used to — but he can’t, you and your daughter had taught katsuki to be kinder and better.
it’s because of izuku that the blonde is even spearheading this mission. he’s got a newborn, barely a few months old — if it had been any other time the number one would have handled the mission all by himself. but this is a first for izuku, he’s never had such a precious day to remind him of how well he’s done, remind him of the life he created. bakugou knows that feeling all too well, he won’t take it away from deku.
after all, he’s had five good father’s days.
bakugou gets home after midnight on sunday morning. there’s still toys scattered on the floor and a blanket fort constructed over a portion of the couch which tells him about all of the fun you’ve had with his daughter to distract her. his lips quirk up into the wisps of a fond smile.
he plops his duffel bag down next to case with his hero suit and mission equipment inside — you’d thoughtfully placed it by the front door. he toes off his shoes to delve deeper into the house, rummages through the fridge for left overs. bakugou finds a plate with his name on it and a bento box labelled good luck. no doubt a packed lunch you’d made with your daughter for him to eat on his mission a few hours later.
god he fucking loves you both so much.
after heating up his food, bakugou seats himself on the couch to eat. he knows he should probably crawl into bed beside you, spend his last few hours with you but he just wants to sit. take in the memories you’ve made within these four walls, the beautiful daughter you’ve raised too and admire your life together.
in the silence of the night, katsuki finds peace in everything he’s done for your daughter and for you so far. he eats the meal made with love, in a room that has surely been filled with the same emotion and levels of laughter. the home you have together is bright, wonderful.
even through the quiet, the tiny steps down the stairs do not go unnoticed by bakugou’s trained ear. “hey bug,” he hums, turning around and discarding his plate onto the coffee table. “what’re you doin’ up?”
“you came home late, wanted to wait up f’ya.” your daughter chips and pads her way over to the couch, shuffling up it and into bakugou’s side.
for a moment, their heartbeats sync and he’s transported back to the moment she was born. the first time he held his little angel in his arms and heard her cry.
“s’past your bedtime baby,” the older blonde punches your daughter’s cheek but doesn’t make a move to send her back to her room. “what could possibly be more important than gettin’ yer beauty sleep, hah?”
she’s quiet for a moment, fumbling around in her pyjama pocket for something. “your card, mama ‘n i made it today, see!” sleepily, she hands bakugou a crumpled piece of paper held together by strings of glue and glitter (in the colours of his hero costume) — grinning while she does. “happy uh…happy papa’s day! i love you so much!”
katsuki is quiet for a moment, cherishing the seconds he has with his baby girl, the piece of paper with her illegible chicken scratch writing scrawled across the front and inside where it folds — in such a way that he wonders if he wrote it out himself. he thumbs the glitter even though he knows it’ll stick to every inch of his skin, before pulling your daughter into his lap and kissing the crown of her head.
“i love you most bug, don’t you forget that. kay?” bakugou whispers in a weak attempt to keep his voice stable and squeezes her again. “promise me.”
“i promise dad, as long as you promise to come back to ma and me.” she says, innocent and child-like. “pinky promise.”
bakugou never thought that he would be this lucky, to have raised a kid so smart and loving. he swears on his life and every star up above that he’ll come back to you both. if not in this life time, then the next.
then, bakugou offers up his smallest finger and his daughter links them. “pinky promise, love bug.”
“what are you two doing up this late?” you pierce the moment with a scolding but affectionate tone, wrapping your robe around yourself as you approach the two blonde’s from behind.
“daddy was jus’ waitin’ for you to come downstairs ‘n make us special papa’s day cocoa!” your daughter giggles, showing off all the gaps in her teeth.
you raise a brow at your husband, watching as he mouths the words ‘liar’ at your kid. “was he now?”
“please sweetness? we’ll be in bed by one latest.”
in the end, you relent. you both want your daughter to have something happy to hold onto while bakugou is gone — and who knows how long that’ll be. the three of you drink hot chocolate with whipped cream and sprinkles until your bellies are full and your little girl is curled between you under the blanket fort on the couch. you wake up giving your husband one last squeeze and desperate kiss, holding your daughter between you as you will yourself not to cry when he has to leave at six am on Father’s Day.
the mission is long, gruelling and contact time with him is far and few but katsuki bakugou isn’t one to break promises, especially to his pride and joy, his daughter because exactly a year later he returns — a little older, a little more rugged with silvering hair and the stubble you always wished he’d grow.
your daughter, now six, runs down your front porch as soon as she sees him — throwing herself into bakugou’s arms and squealing while he peppers her face in kisses. you join them just in time for the blonde to spare you some sugar too, whispering a warm.
“happy father’s day, katsuki.”
and god, he’s never felt more lucky. to be alive, to have you and his daughter, and to have six good father’s days.
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꒰ end. — all rights reserved © tteokdoroki 2023. do not copy, repost, translate & recommend elsewhere.
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meruz · 30 days
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i hope this hasn't been asked before. what size do you make your canvas? and do you crop it to fit other socials (like Instagram for example)? i hear that 300 dpi is standard. i never know if it's good to make my canvas big or not.
hi i think this ask is like at least 4 months old but i was scanning my sketchbooks from last year and i abruptly remembered i had gotten this ask because i had made a little chart in my sketchbook trying to figure out how to answer it
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anyways theres pros and cons. and the size of your canvas is really going to depend on personal needs + preference. how good ur computer is, how complicated ur art style, how comfortable drawing feels, how much disk space you have to spare, what youre gonna end up using the art for in the end...300dpi is standard for PRINTING specifically, if you only plan to ever post things online then 72dpi works great and will save you space (fun fact a lot of professional animation files i deal with are 72dpi. and those eventually go on your tv screen). but personally i make everything i draw 300dpi because i am always printing stuff for cons, zines, etc and its nice to have the option even if i dont end up printing.
when I was a teen I used to draw on a rly shitty laptop and i made everything 800x800px 300dpi because big canvases would cause a lot of lag and also the resolution on this laptop was pretty small so 800px was a lot of the screen already. now i have a slightly better laptop with a bigger resolution and i sketch on giant 10000px-40000px canvases with the hard round brush and no shape dynamics or transfer whatsoever to minimize lag. when it comes to making a final illustration when i know ill be using a bunch of layer effects/blending modes/colors/mixing brushes etc etc ill generally crop the canvas down to the 6000px range. most illustrations i try to make sure are comfortably printable on tabloid size paper so thats pretty much anything hovering around or above 3000x5000px w 300dpi (so 11x17in). HOPE THIS HELPS?
EDIT: OH ALSO re: socials. i always ALWAYS size down my art to post on the internet. i think its crazy when other artists dont. because why would i ever let the internet have my hi-res file for free. also in general i think it looks better if you do the resizing yourself because if you don't then many social media sites will compress your file for you! a lot of people will post a hi-res file to twitter and then go "Wow twitter killed the quality of this img!!!" UH YEAH because they have an automatic image compressor. because they need to save space too lol and they dont want your image to take 248263895 years to load. same with instagram and to a lesser extent tumblr. when i post anything on social media i resize it down to 1200px-1600px on the longest side... its a little arbitrary but im kind of basing it on the smallest resolution of widely available screens. mostly because i think it looks stupid when u open up an image file fullsize and u have to scroll to see the whole thing... also iirc instagram only takes images up to 1080px before it resizes them? granted if you upload something smaller than that itll also resize it up which will look worse so I think bumping the numbers just over 1080px is pretty safe.
I should really be bringing the dpi down to 72 too when i post online but often im too lazy to do that. but it will technically help ur image load faster and stuff. and make it less likely for people to yoink it off the web and print it themselves.
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sabh0 · 3 days
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What's your opinion on the anime? I find it pretty funny, but I can't say that I am not disappointed to see so many scenes missing.
For exemple, I wanted to see Dazai cry laugh at Chuuya's young mistress act, show that it was a joke shared by both of them, rather than one made to us at the expense of Chuuya. They took a genuinely funny moment and made me cringe SO hard for no reason T^T
God i could go on for hours about how Bones ruined this series. I'm obviously thankful we have an anime adaptation but. Well just compare bsd anime to jjk one or smth and yeah.
I will be complaining more under the cut,,
First the overall writing choices:
-Deleting or changing skk scenes to the point im not even shocked when ppl think these two actually somehow hate each other.
-The way they portrayed Sigma. They deleted half of his personality and backstory. And just speedrunned the Sky Casino arc like if seeing that place was giving them nightmares. No wonder he gets mischaracterized now.
-Tachihara's internal conflict about belonging to either Port Mafia or The Hunting Dogs? Bones never heard about it. It's not like IT'S A VERY IMPORTANT PLOT POINT.
-Akutagawa's whole character in the anime is just 'edgy and angry and bad grr'. In the manga he had some 'kind' or even seelf-reflection moments that were ommited in the anime. Like where he realizes defeating Atsushi didn't satisfy him (ship fight, season 1). Or when he gives files about the orphanage Director to Atsushi and says he won't fight him today because he lost someone impirtant to him. Sskk vs Fukuchi fight?? No scene where Sskk r helping each other walk. Instead we get Akutagwa just pushing Atsushi away. Won't even start on that last smile that looked more like another angry expression.
-THE WAY THEY CHANGED "DAZAI'S ENTRANCE EXAM" INTO SOME CURRENT TIMELINE EPISODES. IT MAKES ME SO ANGRY LIKE. THIS NOVEL WAS SO GOOD. Showing both Dazai and Kunikida's characters and partnership so well. But no. Let's just??? Put Atsushi there. Let's delete the fact this thing happened 2 years ago. And let's delete everything that was actually important about it, too.
-also some changes in the Dark Era arc. Like. Lord. Dazai is so much more emotional in the novel. His expressions r described so well. But the anime either shows him from the back at those moments (him finding out Oda was almost killed by a sniper in Ango's room) or just deletes/changes the thing (Oda dying. This scene is so emotional in the novel. From the description u can tell Dazai was crying/on the verge of it as Odasaku died. But in the anime he looks calm and then we get a far aeay frame and he just. Gets up and that's it yeah.) They also deleted the scene of him visiting Oda's grave.
-The way they rushed seasons 4 and 5. Just to give us an episode that goes further than the manga and has the shittiest writing ever when it comes to skk's plan revelation (im so angry about this u guys have no idea. I sincerely believe that if this episode never came out, the manga would go differently bc there's no way that Asagiri who wrote things like Stormbringer suddenly thought that some dollar store vampire make up will fool a guy who's centuries old and literally lived next to vampires. But well!! Seems like these two speeches Dazai gave weren't important at all and now we can just forget about them yippiee)
I could definitely mention WAYY more examples of that but this is already long af. Like guys. I know u cant fit everything in an animated show. It takes time to make it and all but. Bro. The character's in the anime r so shallow compared to their original versions.
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Now onto the artstyle of the anime.
Lord. U know? It was actually pretty in the first 2 seasons. The official arts at the time were also really nice to look at.
No idea what happened later. Why did Bones suddenly decide that those ugly turtle smiles r gonna become the main thing in the character design. Why so many fisheyes. Atp sometimes i look at the official art and i go oh lord even i could fix it. It really feels like they draw some characters ugly on purpose now (Chuuya being the main victim for unknown reasons).
Tho i must say they have their moments even now. Some last episodes of season 5 weren't really bad, especially the Meursault part (love them for animating Dazai and Sigma dancing so well. And for that 101 animation. And maybe for the heartattack they gave me with 109 and Chuuya shooting Dazai so many times.)
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On some other things, i really like the music! Bsd openings and endings never miss,,,
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figgrrr0 · 1 year
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Hey hey Im back again!! I hope youre still open for accepting headcanon requests <33 this time i wanna req What is it like for Heizou, Xiao and venti (seperate) to date a fem!reader who is taller than them? (Nsfw or sfw is fine!)
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Their girlfriend is taller than them
Characters: Heizou, Xiao, Venti // Reader: Female
Genre: Smut, only fluff for Xiao // CWs next to the corresponding character
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Heizou
Cw: Body worship, height difference, mentioned high heels
• Would forget how tall you are until he walks up to you and is eye level with your chest. This would happen almost every single time. It doesn't even matter if you've got any skin showing, just the realisation of how tall you are compared to him will make him temporarily short-circuit. Heizou would lose all the confidence he'd strode up with, mentally criticising himself for forgetting, when, one: you're literally his girlfriend; he sees you every day! How could he forget? And two: it's his job to file away information about people and be able to recall it all in a moment's notice! The only way to stop him from kicking himself for this, is to bring his attention back to you. Now, this could very easily be done just by laughing a little at the annoyed expression on his face, but some good old physical touch will do the job even better. Though, this will also restore his boldness, so watch out, cause Heizou has a full arsenal of tactics to turn the nervousness back onto you.
• Because of how easy to reach they are, Heizou would be worshipping your breasts daily. I mean, they're the perfect height for him to just smush his face into. Not only that, I think he'd have a thing for just your overall height. Some of your limbs are obviously going to be longer than his own (arms, legs, torso, etc.), and the difference is going to be so interesting to him, plus its extra space for him to kiss and explore. Bonus points if you ever wear high heels. I really can't figure out why but I just think that Heizou would have a thing for height differences to his own disadvantage, but at the same time that'd just make him want to try and keep the control even more. It'd give him a pleasurable power trip.
Xiao
Cw: Slight strength kink? Maybe a little, apart from that it's just fluff. Cuddling, clothes stealing.
• Your height would be oddly comforting to Xiao. He'd feel safer in your presence than most others, but he loves how easy it is for you to completely wrap yourself around his body when you're cuddling up together (I am a firm believer that Xiao is a little spoon. Fight me). Your arms and legs would be able to trap him, and though he isn't used to the touch, even just the thought of leaving to go and fulfill his duties isn't as appealing as feeling your body caging him in. But, what's even better, is that, despite how strong he is thanks to his powers as a yaksha, there's a possibility that if you were to lock your arms and legs together around him, he might find it harder to escape than expected... he's almost tempted to try it out one of these days.
• Oh, your clothes are big enough to fit him? Too big? Yeah, you're coming home to Xiao absolutely drowning in your sweaters. They're comfy, warm, and they remind him of you. Could he possibly get any cuter?! Probably, but he's feeling a little too shy at being caught stealing your clothes. He'd try making up an excuse, and a very poor one at that, but please don't let him take it off. After that first day, you likely won't see him wearing your clothes for about a month after that; but gradually, it just becomes something that you come home to more often than not, to the point that if he's not wearing some article of your clothing, you'll start to get worried that he's upset with you, as rare as that would be.
Venti
Cw: Groping, role reversal, implied cross-dressing
• We all know that Venti would use any and all excuses that he could find to slip his hands under your clothes, shamelessly groping whatever skin his fingers can touch; usually your thighs or boobs, but even just feeling the heat from your stomach is fine (except for the fact that he always does it when his hands are extremely cold...). Unfortunately for you, this is usually just a ploy for him to be able to tickle you once you let your guard down. Being taller than him just gives him easier access, how is he supposed to resist?! And, he won't even need to use as strong of a gust of wind to see up your skirt... your height is doing half of the work already!
• He would be an absolute menace. Suddenly, every single item that he needs is too high up for him to reach... I wonder how that happened? Oh well, who cares? Cause now he needs your help to get it down! He likes playing up how much stronger your stature would imply that you are compared to him (even though he is a literal archon...). He's not-so-secretly turned on by the role reversal, since the guy in a relationship is most commonly the taller. But, you being taller than him and being able to help him with everything so easily is a one way ticket to unlocking his brattiness and laziness all mixed together. And, if you go along with his little games long enough? Well. I think it could potentially escalate to Venti trying on some skirts for you and making the role reversal even more prominent...
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Thank you for reading! 🩷
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bbqhooligan · 5 days
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On "Kendrick" Defending R. Kelly Music From Spotify bit from 2018 lies:
its important to note that it was TDE CEO Tiffith protesting against Spotify's policy on Kendricks behalf (not even him personally but anyway), basically saying Spotify's blurry ass wording of their policy and immediate picking of R. Kelly was unjust because step by step
censoring artists is bad
censoring artists on incarceration is bad
censoring artists on incarceration with vague wording and criteria is even worse
why does this start with hiphop. like all discrimination does. cuz R. Kelly may have been found guilty but a bunch of old songs where white men sang about and DID mess kids werent taken to court. so they get to stay on the platform?
like id expect Certified Tumblrinas to immediately make the connection that, YEAH, even if you pick something seemingly unanimously agreed upon like "pdf convicted people" to discriminate youre still gonna be erasing more black people than white people cuz theyre arrested and punished more. like. yall didnt graduate basic american racism understanding university im sorry. putting too much trust in what the courts say combined with putting too little mind to why this move was done by Kendrick's label equals:
Yall calling Kendrick an R Kelly defender.
its not even hard to find out, heres the link, i heard that R. Kelly defender shit and read like 8 paragraphs to figure it out. come on
edit: YALL ARE NOT GONNA BELIEVE THIS. THIS POST DIDNT SHOW UP IN THE MAIN TAG UNTIL I CENSORED EVERY PDF FILE MENTION.
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duhnova · 1 year
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The Kings Gambit: Bound (Teaser)
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pairing: lawyer!yoon jeonghan x fem!reader
SERIES genre: smut (eventually), slow burn (incredibly slow im sorry), angst, fluff (more is on the taglist form/ will be added as i continue to write)
TEASER genre: fluff, mentions of food, mentions of a gun, humor?
word count: 911 (for the teaser), fic is looking at 40k+
synopsis: Money never came easy for Jeonghan, so when he finally built an empire that’s just his own he’ll do anything to protect it. But when you come into his life it’s like it’s all flipped upside down as he learns you’re more precious to him than the eleven digit number in his bank account.
a/n: there is no posting/completion date for this fic yet so please be patient with me - this is a labor of love (sweat, and tears LITERALLY) and i am sitting at about 21k+ words with A LOT more to go. i will be posting the fic to my ao3 as well, there it'll be one big thing versus here i will probably have to break it up into parts to keep tumblr from imploding on itself. (so if you want the full fic all at once i'd follow my ao3 but you're in no way obligated too! the full fic will be published here regardless <3). i might post more teasers and behind the scenes in the future as i write more just because of how long this fic is going to be.
collab masterlist || taglist || bound masterlist (coming soon...)
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“Now I see why Joshua likes you so much.” He stepped closer, only stopping when he notices the way she shifts, like she was uncertain of him. “What’s your name?”
“Y/N,” She mumbles wearily, not to sure of Jeonghans intentions. “I’m Mr. Hongs assistant.” 
“Y/N?” He tests her name out, loving the way it tastes on his tongue and loving even more the way her jaw clenches a little. “It’s nice to meet you.” He sticks his hand out for her to shake, the coat that was resting loosely on his shoulders shifted. 
“Nice.. To meet you too.” Y/N mumbles, shaking his hand almost hesitantly. 
“So, how’d you come about working for grumpy ol Shua?” Jeonghan lets his arm fall to hide within his jacket again. 
“He uh..” She clears her throat, allowing her voice to come out stronger. “He pulled my file from the old company I was working for and decided he wanted me to work for him instead and now here I am.” She shrugs like its the most obvious thing in the world. 
“Sounds like something he would do, he hates having others come to him. He’d rather hunt on his own so he knows what he’s getting himself into y’know?” He looks down at his watch to check the time, tsking quietly. 
“Yeah I know.” She looks up at the clock to mimic Jeonghan's action. 
“Why’d you take up his offer?” His eyes went straight back to staring into hers. “I assume its cause he offered you more?”
“Partially.” Is all she gives him to work with.
“Oh?” His interest was peaked double now at her vagueness.
“I just wanted out of there, thats all. Why do you care anyways?” She gives him a suspicious look. 
“I don’t care actually, I’m just trying to kill time.” He shrugs his shoulders before checking his watch again. “Which leads me to ask, do you have any plans for lunch?” He looks at her through his eyelashes before looking at his wrist again, watching the second hand tick. 
“Excuse me?” She frowns confused.
“Well I have a reservation for two at this italian restaurant downtown and since Shua flaked on me to meet one of his girls I assume, I’m down a lunch partner now.” He tries to gauge her feelings but her face is still set in a confused downturn. 
“What, is day drinking alone at noon too taboo for you Yoon?” The way she crosses her arms and smirks playfully tells him she left all the formalities out on purpose just to tick him off. 
“It’s Mr. Yoon.. Or sir if that floats your boat more, sweetheart.” He runs his tongue along the inside of his cheek, enjoying the way she swallows before scoffing. 
“And its Y/N sir.” Jeonghan smirks, his teeth on display before hes tilting his head a little.
“Do you want to join me for lunch Y/N?”
“Something is telling me to say no but I’m starving and in desperate need of a margarita.” She lets her shoulders slump a little. “So yes, I’ll join you for lunch Mr. Yoon.”
“Whose the day drinker now huh?” He laughs a little when she shoots him a glare. 
“Do you think I’d get fired if I cut your tongue out?” Y/N finally moves away from the desk so she could walk around Jeonghan to grab her coat that she hung up when she first entered the office earlier. 
“I’m sure Shua would give you a raise, he wouldn’t have to listen to me anymore.” Jeonghan snorts as he moves to open the door for her, letting her exit the room first. 
“Thank you.” She gives him a small nod as she walks out and down the hall, barely giving him time to close the door behind himself and catch up before shes calling for an elevator. 
“So how old are you?” He tried to make small talk now that an awkward silence fell over them. 
“I’m twenty-four..” She clutches her jacket a little. “You?” 
“Twenty-eight..” He bites his tongue so he doesn’t let it slip that he still had a birthday to get to this year. The elevator dings, signaling its arrival and it causes another awkward silence to fall over the two of them as they have a straight ride down to the lobby. 
“Hey Y/N!” Hoshis voice calls from the front desk where he was sitting in for one of the receptionists while they took their break. “I tried to tell Mr. Yoon that Mr. Hong wasn’t here but he wouldn’t listen.. Sorry bout that.” He laughs sheepishly causing her to give him a gentle smile. 
“It’s quite alright, me and him are actually going to get some lunch so I’ll see you in an hour or so?” She gives him a small wave as Jeonghan ghosts his hand on her lower back, guiding her in the correct direction while shes distracted. 
“So you can smile.” He hisses a little when she jabs her elbow into his side, hissing herself when she hit something hard.
“What was that?” She huffs, rubbing her elbow a little. 
“Thats where I keep my gun.” He mumbles, side eyeing the people around them as he leads her towards the side street he had to park on since he left his pass to get into their private garage on his desk. 
“You have a gun?” Y/N gives him an incredulous look.
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reblogs + feedback is greatly appreciated!
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blueskittlesart · 6 months
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hi :] this isnt really a reqest cuz it'll prob be a longer answer but im rlly curious abt ur comic process
i love all ur comics and somehow they always manage to gutpunch me- and ur composition and the way they read is always so beautiful and adds so much to the message youre trying to get across
yeah lol let's get into it! Ive spent maybe 5 or so years refining this process to the point it's at now so it's pretty much my standard procedure now. I'm going to use Now that you're gone as my primary example here since i still have most of the planning stages associated with it (my laptop does not have a whole lot of storage left so i usually delete my planning once the comic is finished lol) but i'll try to throw in some other examples too!
I almost always start with a written script. (the exception for this is longform oc comics which i find easier to write in the moment, but for my shorter character studies I almost always write first.) I use discord to write because it's convenient, but before i had a dedicated discord server for my stuff i was using txt files on my laptop which i do NOT recommend. anyway, this is what the written script for ntyg looked like:
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note that some small elements changed in production, like the amount of time that had passed since link's death. the lines "I look at her and i am only afraid. i remember all the ways in which i hurt you. She's almost as old now as you were then. I cannot stand the thought of outliving her, too" were also added during the rough stage because i felt like there wasn't quite enough emphasis on aryll in the initial script, and since this was a major change that necessitated a whole extra page in the comic I went back and edited those lines into the script so I wouldn't forget them. (both these changes were made during the rough stage. i'll almost never make major script adjustments after the roughs are finished.)
more examples of my scripts; specifically the original script for totk: failure and two versions of oot: adulthood (one before some major refining and one after.) with comics like these, where i have a very clear idea in my head of the imagery i want to go along with the words, i'll sometimes include it interspersed in the script, either spolier-marked or denoted with brackets.
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with ntyg and some of my other more. canon divergent? i guess? comics, there's sort of a mini phase in between scripting and roughs where I do some minor character studies to get designs nailed down in the early stages. with ntyg I already had a clear image in my mind for aryll, but the central character was link's dad, whose design wasn't quite so solid in my head. I really wanted to make sure that his design was well thought-out and consistent throughout everything, so i did a few mini sketches and studies to ensure I had his design memorized and could execute it consistently:
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these are sans hair and accessories because nailing down consistent facial features was my main focus with them, and both these sketches ended up getting used as references for certain panels later on. This isn't a step I ALWAYS take with my comics, but if there's a central character that i'm not super used to drawing i find it helpful to get some practice in before jumping into the real thing!
after the scripting and design phases i move on to roughs, which I consider to be the most important stage in my process. roughs are very very quick approximations of what I want the final pages to look like. they usually don't take me more than a few minutes per page to create, and their sole purpose is to help me visualize the flow of the page and the placement of major elements like panels, characters, and dialog. this is what the 1st page rough for ntyg looked like compared to the final page:
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as you can see, all i have laid out is the major text and visual elements, but it really helps me to visualize how the finished comic is going to flow. i do the roughs for every page before i start on the finals so that i have an idea of what the entire comic is going to look like before I really start finalizing it. it's important that these roughs are FAST--i almost never draw fully-fledged characters unless the pose or expression is particularly important to the scene, and that's because the goal is to allow everything to flow quickly and easily from panel to panel and page to page, and getting too caught up on one panel or element often breaks that flow. Nowadays, i have a pretty good idea of how much room my writing takes up so i don't write out the entire script in my roughs, but back when i was a little less experienced i took the time to write everything out in this stage to ensure that my dialog would fit into the space it was given without getting cramped or cutting off other important elements. doing that really helped me build awareness of how much dialog and panel placement matters and how i could use it, so this rough stage is non-negotiable for me even now!
after the roughs i go straight into finalization. I never enjoyed lineart back when i was learning to draw digitally so i basically built my art style to be understandable and visually appealing after one sketch phase, meaning there's legitimately no in-between stage between that rough and that final page, i just sort of. go for it. this is what works for me, but i think most normal people would probably find a second sketch phase helpful LMAO i'm just crazy and i need everything done as fast as possible. the finalization stage usually doesn't contain any major adjustments of script, composition, etc; i make it a general rule to keep most of the major adjustments confined to the earlier stages, for my own sanity. One thing that DOES occasionally change in this stage is my plans for color--ntyg in particular was originally planned to be completely black-and-white with no grays added, but when looking at my completed pages i found them sort of empty and unengaging without the gray, so i added it. usually if my color plans DO change it's something small like that--I'll almost never switch between full-color and grayscale on a whim because the way that i sketch for those two versions differs significantly so it isn't an easy switch to make.
anyways i hope this is what you were looking for! I'm very passionate about making comics and this process is a result of years of experimentation & finding what works for me, but i hope it's of some use to you as well!
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shadow4-1 · 12 hours
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bro this MIGHT come off as the cringiest thing ever known to mankind but im probably the biggest game geek god has ever laid hands on so;
part time game developer!reader (or something like that anyways) was bored one day and decided to start to yk develop a game - in this au the cod games ovbi dont exist - but she makes a little demo of cod.. and when one day on base soap or some1 catches reader writing ideas and such (obviously not the actual missions they go on - that’s confidential) something in a note book he tells the others (more like gaz) and they get curious and bug reader until she tells them that she made a game demo including the 141…
and idk maybe she gives them the file so they can play it and they kinda like rate the things they say in the cutscenes or smth idk have fun with it
but yeah thats the idea thats been swarming through my mind for the past couple of days since i’ve found your account (WHICH I BTW LOVE i love how you portray all of the characters and shit)
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Oh my gosh not cringe! This is such a cute idea!!! (Also thank you for the really cute gif! I love puppies :3)
I'm such a huge fan of weird meta stuff in my fanfictions. Like, the characters know but they don't know they're in a videogame? Haha, ngl I've had some thought about this too! Lemme add to your imagine real quick:
You spent all of your early adolescence learning how to code and make lil' games on your shitty old laptop. Now, with the more advanced tech the 141 had provided you, you take to making even more cool things during your (limited) free time.
The first game you felt confident enough to show off was a rough prototype of a fighting game. It only had two characters loosely based off of both Ghost and Soap. You showed it to Gaz as more of an offhanded joke, but he was excited. He too knew some things about game development and decided to help you out on the project.
It still wasn't a polished game, per se, but it was playable. Soap caught wind of your game and begged to try it out. With Gaz's help, you set up the firmware using an emulator and the jailbroken game console in the rec room. You felt so shy showing off something you did for fun.
And it was a huge hit!
Even with only two characters recruits and officer's alike spent hours playtesting and figuring out how to make combos. The room erupted into cheers when Soap figured out the first finishing move!
"Oi, Bonnie! I think you migh've made something really special here!"
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hermitdrabbles56 · 1 year
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I can't find the quote that inspired this fic but basically it's about why Twilight is careful how and when he shows his anger. It's been sitting in my drabbles box for months and hhhh just take it.
Aren't You Angry
"What's going on?"  Time's worried voice draws everyone's attention briefly away from the scene in front of them, but is quickly forgotten.  "Sir…she got knocked into me, all I was trying to do was keep her from falling.." Twilight's voice comes out calm and even toned despite the small mob that was starting to form around him. Legend at his side and looking just about ready to kill someone, but Twilights hand spread open against his chest is keeping him in place for now.  "Yeah right we know what your kind is like! Ruffians looking to take anything they want, outsiders like you swoop in and steal our goods, go after our women and ravage our homes before taking off!" The villager in front of Twilight is about two heads shorter but has puffed himself up. Hissing and spitting his words like a feral cat. "Don't think we haven't seen how you've been slinking around!"  "All that I'm guilty of, is looking for a good book and hoping to find some arrows for sale…I'm just a passing traveler.."  "A look like that and we all can tell you're nothing more than bandit scum." An old woman spits.  "Why you-" Legend shifts to go for her and Twilight catches him again. "He's been out there fighting monsters to keep you assholes safe!"  "Legend don't…"  "No! Fuck this bullshit!"  "What you want us to believe, a freak of nature like this is here to help!" Another man shouts.  Suddenly comments begin to flood the area.  "Marks of the devil!" "The look of a theif"  "Shifty attitude!"  Twilight pulls Legend closer and closer as he carefully tries to back away from the crowd. The anger of the villagers boiling up quickly before everyone's eyes and reaching a fast snapping point, as a stone comes flying out of nowhere and clocks Twilight in the side of the head. Grimacing in pain he curls around Legend a bit to make sure he won't get hit, but it also puts him in range as a woman grabs him by the ear and yanks him to the side, nearly throwing him off balance.  "Look at this he's even filed his teeth into that of a beast!"  "He's a danger!"  "Get out of our village!!"  "Enough!!"  A crack of deafening thunder splits through the sky. Stopping the riot before it can go further.  "You are speaking to a hero of the realm! And if you say one more word you'll be answering to me!"  The crowd parts to where Hyrule stands on the opposite end. Lighting crackling at his fingertips and the edges of his eyes. Sky not too far behind him looking just as pissed, but letting the traveler take the lead. Stalking forward through the crowd Hyrule and the chosen hero beeline straight for Twilight. The largest of them having curled in on himself to make himself smaller. Hand held to his head to try and staunch the bleeding that the rock had started, while also covering the ear that had been yanked on. Legend having finally gotten out of his grasp and protecting his other side.  "You're okay..I'll fix you up right away…." Hyrule whispers as he looks the cut over, careful not to touch because of the lightning still zipping between his fingers.  "I'll be fine..I'm sorry.."  "Don't you dare start with that…come..let's just get you back to the inn.." Hyrule murmurs carefully.  With a quick shake of his head Twilight straightens a slight bit. "Im…gonna find a place in the woods, I won't cause more trouble by staying.."  "We'll all…find a place in the woods." Time states as he finally makes his way over. His one eyed glare passing over every one of the stunned villagers.  "Has everyone gotten what they need..?" Sky asks firmly as he looks around at their brothers who are now circling Twilight. Pleased to get a chorus of nods.  "Then let's get back to Epona and get out of here.." Hyrule states carefully as anger continues to boil in his tone.
°•○•° "You don't have to use your magic, I'll be just fine." Twilight says with that soft kind smile of his.  Hyrule though is having none of it. Palm glowing a gentle gold as he hovers his hand over the cut until it's gone, even giving a light pass over the ear that had been tugged. Then promptly runs his fingers gingerly through Twilight's hair, glad when the wolf hero carefully leans into his touch.  
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trashworldblog · 1 month
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yoooooooo, I was scrolling through your old blogs and I found you had a mystery files jacket??????? Did you get that at the old shop?? Also what other kind of watcher merch do you have? Cause like, I'm thinking of getting some but I'm afraid they'll add something new and then I've wasted all my money :(
yeah!! i have a mystery files jacket! i got it on the old watcherstore when mystery files premiered last year. i love it, it has inside pockets!!! i wore it to the chicago pride parade last year too!
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i have quite a bit of watcher merch because im 🤏 irresponsible with money, and my brother and parents get me watcher merch for birthdays and christmas.
i have the professor plush which i love and cherish so much. he is perfect for squeezing when i get really excited and need to stim
the watcher logo patch and the weird wonderful world patch (that are just by my computer, offering their support)
the weird wonderful world shirt (i actually have 2 because one was misprinted and i was able to get a replacement)
the team shaniac shirt that just cracks me up everytime i look at it. i wore it when i met shane and ryan on tour last october!
the lil ghost from too many spirits pin that lives on my fluffy white coat.
the professor scrunchie and the too many spirits scrunchie (they came as a duo). im obsessed with the professor scrunchie im too scared to wear it cus i dont want to get it dirty. (THEY GAVE HIM A HAT !! THEY PUT A LITTLE HAT ON A SCRUNCHIE AREYOUKIDDINGME??? THATS SO CUTE!)
i got the 2023 signed ghost files tour poster, i still need to get a frame for it.
and i recently pre ordered the team shaniac patch, and im planning on putting it on my mystery files jacket.
also im not saying because of this ask i checked out the watcherstuff merch site and impulse ordered the s1 puppet history pins BUT THATS KINDA WHAT JUST HAPPENED LMAOO (listennnn its been rough, i deserve a little treat in the form of wearing god on my jacket)
their merch is really good, i like it a lot. its cute, some of it is subtle, and good quality. everything i got, besides the shaniac patch, was from the old store. if i remember right, theyre currently switching merch companies ?? and i dont think the old merch is coming back (i could be wrong, i dont work there lol). but if you do want a shot at some of the old merch, they're selling mystery boxes on their watcherstuff store now. plus anything labeled "first edition" is from their old merch store. my guess is when that is sold out, its gone.
it'll probably take them some time to design, produce, and sell new merch. so if you want something now, id get it now because you'll likely have time before the next new drop. but the current merch likely isnt going to go away any time soon.
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thedoover-if · 11 months
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So it sounds like it's set that MC's ex cheated on them, but, since different people have different concepts of cheating... Is it set what exactly the ex did, and what the boundaries were?
nobody asked for this but im just gonna use this to give a little more background LOL (under the cut)
so the ex works a white collar job and when they got together with the MC that was the case back then too. they've had multiple promotions and such since but typically they'd be out the house by 8.30 and back at home at 6 latest mon-fri (the MC has their office at home).
they started cheating with a work colleague about a year before the official divorce but even now the MC doesn't truly know cause the ex was very calculated with it.
building up to the actual cheating part (sleeping with their colleague) theyd make sure to mention fake business events, changes in work schedule and so on WAY in advance (a month prior) so it wouldn't be suspicious. thats mainly why they were able to get away with it for so long! if the ex was ever late for dinners or dates, the MC knew about this and reason for this many weeks prior, so communication always seemed transparent.
after roughly 6 months the ex forgot to lock their draw and when the MC went to look for some patient files they had misplaced they stumbled across a draw full of nude paintings of this one recurring person. each picture was more intimate than the previous, and there were about 20. (by the way, the ex never mentioned this habit or asked to paint the MC ever so that was a shock)
when the MC confronted the ex, they confessed immediately but also repeatedly said that it was purely sex and there were no emotions at play. and if the MC asked why, they couldnt explain it. all they said was "i don't know". thats why even if the mc decided to give them another chance the ex refused. they really believed the MC would be better off without them
hearing about the MCs accident just kinda forced them to really think about their whole life and the years spent with the MC. and even though they remarried there were NEVER any feelings involved. they just kind of went with the flow cause the person they cheated with wanted them to take the next step and at that point the ex didnt have much left anyway.
(btw the ex did NOT tell their partner they were going back to town to check on MC *facepalm*. so they're sat at home thinking it's a work trip...🚩🚩)
sorry for the long wall of text i got carried away haha but yeah LOL
fyi this is a standalone game so if you choose 'the ex' ro route, once you rekindle your relationship it's up in the air whether you grow old together or they cheat again (thats your belief!!)...
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hyunnows · 6 months
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WHO YOU GONNA CALL? | TAPE #1
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A series of tapes describing Namjoon's life since joining the Supernatural Investigation Unit.
PAIRING(S) | Namjoon x reader
THEMES | cop!au, x-files!au, ghostbusters!au, cop!Namjoon, cop!reader, youtuber!Seokjin, youtuber!Taehyung, ghosts, conspiracies, cryptids, the paranormal, and the supernatural are main subjects
WORD COUNT | 1.1k+
RATING | pg
NOTE | im so excited for this series im ngl--not sure how frequently i will be updating yet but i think once every two or three weeks? I dont want to take it too seriously (especially since it will probably flop) but oh well... also i know i should have posted this before halloween but it would be too close to the release of 'a love so beautiful' and i want to try to release fics consistently again so i have to keep these a bit spaced out. any this was a new style of writing for me, so i really hope you all enjoy this <3 if you would like to join the taglist, feel free to rb, or reply letting me know--or you can check out my taglist form as well <3333 have a great day/night!
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“So how did it all begin?” A man in a dark suit looms over the metal table, his words echoing off the brick walls and two-way mirror as he adjusts the large camera.
A more timid man sweats under his stare, looking into the camera’s lens awkwardly. “Well, it was the day of my promotion,”
“You’re going to kill this interview,” the brunet mumbles to himself, fixing his tie for the third time. “You’re going to do great and get promoted. Then you’ll finally be a detective.”
He huffs as his tie becomes undone, reaching for one of his clip-ons instead before putting it back down. “You have plenty of time Namjoon, you can correctly fix your tie. A real detective wears real ties.”
He stares in the mirror, continuing to prepare himself. “I’m going to ace this interview. They’re going to like me, I’m going to be likable. Calm, put together, and ambitious—but not too ambitious, I’m going to be grateful for the opportunity. I’m going to get the position, and make mom and dad proud.”
“At least, I thought it was a promotion,” Namjoon almost sulks, arms crossing at the memory. 
“This isn’t a promotion interview, Officer Kim. You’re being transferred to the Supernatural Investigation Unit,” Chief Yoon sighs, leaning forward. “I’m sorry to have misled you.”
“The Supernatural Investigation Unit?” The suited man repeats, leaning toward Namjoon.
“Yeah, everyone called it the X-Files though, like the show.”
“Continue.”
“The thing is, we don’t really have the budget to keep the X-files up, but we don’t have enough to take them down either. I need you to debunk the work going on in there, so we can submit a legit request to get the unit removed.” Mr. Yoon’s voice rumbles out, the crinkles by his eyes appearing as he looks at Namjoon with a serious look. “Listen, if you get our evidence, and I’ll get you a promotion, deal?”
“Obviously I wanted the promotion, so I agreed.”
“Is that the only reason you were chosen to fulfill this job?” the interviewer asks, the same monotone voice filling the room.
“I wish, but it was because of my past,” Namjoon sighs, “I used to be really into ghosts. I wrote reports on it, took video evidence, documented everything so that I could find proof about them. Back then, I also had a YouTube channel with my friend–we were pretty popular at the time. Anyway, I ended up writing a book on it before deciding to leave it all behind to become a serious detective.”
“And are you a detective now?”
“No, look at me,” he gestures to the modified hazmat suit draped across his figure. “How many detectives do you know that wear ghost gear and thermal goggles?”
The interviewer looks at him, unamused and urgent for him to continue his retelling.
“I look up our old stuff and see that new copies of my book are for sale, and that the channel is still up and running–both with my name still on them. So I decided to track down my friend and have a chat with him.”
“Yah! I’m getting the door, stop nagging at me!” Namjoon taps his foot impatiently, hearing the all too familiar voice approach the door. “How can I help–Namjoon? What are you doing here?”
“Hey Jin, I was hoping I could talk to you about the book and the old channel.”
The older man nods his head in recognition, opening the door to allow the taller male in. “Have you seen how well they’re doing? The book is selling pretty well and the channel is blowing up pretty quickly these days,” he says, too enthusiastic for Namjoon’s liking.
“That’s actually my problem,” Namjoon starts, dodging all the odd equipment and supplies scattered around Seokjin’s floor. “I’m sorry, what is going on here?”
Seokjin motions for Namjoon to follow, walking into the nearest door to the left. Upon entering, the cop is met with a makeshift lab filled with beakers, random devices, steam, and many other chemicals Namjoon can’t imagine to be safe. Not to mention one slightly tidier corner of the room with a camera facing a small desk, a corkboard up behind him. Namjoon immediately recognizes the set-up. “This is where we’ve been operating from recently.”
“We?”
“Oh, right. I have a new partner, give me one second,” Jin sticks his head out of the room, inhaling a large breath and bellowing, “Taehyung!”
“Stop yelling!” A younger guy grunts as he enters the messy room.
Seokjin grins, “This is Taehyung, mechanical genius, and my partner.” Taehyung gives a small smile and wave, removing Jin’s arm from his shoulder with a shrug. “Back on track though, what’s going on, why are you here?”
“I need you to erase me from those videos–take them down, even. If you really need to keep them, private them. The book too, I want my name off of it. They’re ruining my life, they’re–”
“Haunting you?”
“Really?” Namjoon groans, a dour expression on his face at the attempt to joke. 
“We argued for a bit, and he refused and pried until he found out about my transfer. That didn’t make anything better for me.”
“How so?”
“Instead of understanding where I was coming from, he just kept telling me how ‘this was my chance to live my dream’.” He deflates a bit. “When we were kids, everyone made fun of us for being the ‘ghost kids’. Even our teachers, parents, and everyone thought we were crazy. I remember my mom telling me how she wanted me to be normal so bad.”
“I take it you come from a not-very-accepting neighborhood?”
“Not at all. Those people didn’t like anything abnormal in the slightest. You should have seen how happy everyone was when we left for college,” Namjoon laughs dryly. “It was really messed up for some dorks like us growing up.”
Namjoon straightens himself in the uncomfortable metal chair. “We both wound up going to college together, I took criminology, profiling, and forensics. He took a medical path, with a few courses in human behavior and psych, I think. We were in a robotics club in high school and took engineering for a bit before dropping the class.”
“During college, we still made our videos and stuff. We made the book then too, 300 pages of paranormal bullcrap we put together over a few years. Because of our educations, we considered ourselves to be a pretty credible source for the paranormal.”
“Why did you stop?”
“I got tired of being seen as a joke. I wanted to be important,” his face is void of any emotion as he recalls the day he told Seokjin he would be leaving for the police academy and packed up his things. “So, I joined the police force. I did a few years as a mall cop, then started getting assigned more important cases and assignments slowly. Then one day, I was getting ready to be Scully to somebody’s Mulder.”
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sojutrait · 11 months
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Sorry if this has been asked before (i looked but couldnt find anything) When will you be bringing back the halabis legacy?
just missing them <3
UHHHHHH short answer: never say never
long answer: GUHHHH BUHHH BUHHHH
it’s not really a priority for a myriad of reasons.
this might be a random ass reference but it lowkey started feeling like the netflix show elite where all the main cast is gone and they’re just beating that dead horse till it’s glue. like if the whole save combusted after ollie’s gen i genuinely would’ve been satisfied. i’ve never been one to like to draw something out id rather a piece of media die with dignity rather than fizzle out until it had to be taken out back like old yeller
another reason is gus’ gen was sort of formed around growing together and exploring that but i kinda did that already independently from them? so it would just sort of be redundant. once your sim got pissed on once you’ve seen it a thousand times
third, the save is like. extremely bloated hejrjdkd. a billion townies (i’ve since changed how i deal with npcs so it doesn’t bug me much like in my current household file) that need makeovers and a billion and one cousins i need to keep track of. it’s just a lot of work to even get the save right before i can even play
SO YEAH that’s all sad but tbh, i wuv them so who knows? i’ve turned around ideas in my head for how i could bring them back. maybe a time jump into a new save, maybe something else i haven’t thought of tbh if y’all have an idea i’m all ears. but like i said it’s not really a priority and i don’t wanna force myself into doing anything just for the sake of posting them bc i’m too hedonistic for that. i only do things that give me that sweet sweet dopamine
in the meantime i like how there sort of. canonized? on my blog ehehe. like using nadine and dante for my barbie and ken poses, i wanna keep doing stuff like that! like treating them like little ocs bc i could never just abandon them on the side of the road im not THAT much of an absentee parent
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omegalomania · 1 year
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ive got a one free sincere poetical diatribe coupon that expires this week so im cashing it in on waxing lyrical about my favorite band for a minute cause im stupidly sleep deprived and its gonna be a long night so
the thing is this.
the thing is that maybe there isnt quite magic in this world but theres something to be said for the pure unfettered serendipity of a million little things conspiring to have certain peoples paths cross and the way this can change entire worlds. maybe i dont believe in magic but i believe in the unshakable fucking certainty that a 17 year old joe trohman had when he met a 17 year old patrick stump in a bookstore by sheer chance and listened to his demos and Knowing that he should sing despite patrick not being a singer and not particularly wanting to sing. i believe in the stone cold rock solid belief this kid had in this other kids voice to the point where he dragged his buddy over to his house to prove he had the pipes they needed. i believe in pete wentz hearing patrick stump sing in person for the first time and realizing wait, yeah, actually hes our golden fucking ticket. i believe in the last second just before patrick was about to get on the kit to record the drums for take this to your grave, andy hurley comes swinging in fresh from recording an ep with another band and knocking out every drum part damn near flawlessly. i believe in a band of scrappy dumb punk kids who grew up in the suburbs of the midwest and took over the world and didnt plan for any of it to get as big as it did. i believe in this weird fucking band with their weird fucking idiosyncrasies, this band of four guys who dont look like they should be friends let alone making music together: a heavily tattooed vegan straightedge beefcake drummer, the ambitious visionary bassist with the 50-megawatt grin, the tattoo-sleeved lanky guitarist with an inescapable rock 'n roll bent, the pixie-pale and painfully anxious frontman with the voice of a soul singer.
i believe theres a special kind of chemistry that only makes sense with the four of them, together. its the guy with the visuals and the words, this bassist who was supposed to be a lawyer or a star soccer player but instead crafts stories from the narratives he crafts in his head. its this guitarist with his love for the interleaving of sounds and ability to seamlessly jump from front-facing to incredibly restrained and his indelible blues-rock momentum. its this singer who never intended to sing but whose soaring, clear tenor is so utterly distinct that he quickly became one of the most iconic and versatile vocalists in the genre, if not in the world of music in general. its this hardcore drummer who pulls everything together and forms the throbbing heartbeat of the band, whose grit-edged metalcore backbone not even the poppiest of all pop choruses can truly file away.
i believe in this: andy hurley's unshakable faith that the band would reform during the hiatus, despite all evidence to the contrary. patrick stump writing the song that would become "miss missing you" for his solo record but then setting it aside because it didnt feel like it was for him, again, despite every indication that for all anyone knew, fall out boy was done for good. pete wentz, moved by a miserable blog post from his split-up bands singer, reaching out and sparking what was unheard of, especially for bands like them - a renaissance, a successful resurgence, and one of the best comebacks any musical act can say theyve had in decades. joe trohman picking up the phone and preparing to tell patrick stump that he wasn't ready to go back and do the band again if he wasn't going to be writing music, only for patrick to take the words out of his mouth and insist that he should be writing more and he was too talented a writer for them not to allow him space for that.
i believe in the little things. i believe in a band that was never expected to last a summer but has become an indelible part of music history, naysayers be damned. i believe in the unique chemistry of four guys who have no monetary or logistical reason to continue doing this thing aside from the fact that they love it so - they love the process of creating with one another, and they love the car crash hearts whose hearts beat in sync with theirs. i believe in joe listening to the first pass of "fake out" exactly once, picking up an acoustic guitar, and walking into record the instrumentation that ultimately pulled the entire song together in one take without thinking twice about it. i believe in andy simply knowing that "heaven, iowa" would make the final cut of the record despite patricks reticence and his not knowing how to make the song something he could say he was proud of. i believe in pete pouring some of his most vulnerable feelings into his, fearful of how well they will be accepted but making that leap nonetheless, only for the crowds to sing every single word back to him.
maybe theres no such thing as magic or fate and maybe theres no point. but i think of stardust. i think of four guys who poured so much love and time into this record and named it for stardust and i think of them as this: fistfuls of cosmic dust who all sprang from the same etiology. i think of them and its a romantic fucking notion but i allow myself this, i entertain the thought that when the cosmos formed and the detonation of planets and the dissolution of comets created that far-flung scatter of so much (for) stardust, that starry residue liberally dotting the broad span of the black, the four of them all came from the same origin point and like magnets ended up snapping together and thats the way theyve stayed. for years. for decades.
what i guess im trying to say is this: when the universe formed we all came from stardust and we will all return to stardust and i cant help but wonder if those four guys all came from the same stardust too.
like i said. its a romantic fucking notion. i believe in the little things though. and you know what they say about believers (never die).
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