#not the flow or anything but the detail

[victimized-martyr]

Sorry I never gave a proper update on tumblr——

here’s some brainstorming doodles from Keo and me on the white board and some examples Keo made in my notebook. I won’t forget it, one of my harshest note was “NEVER draw Kenny in 3/4!! Trey hates that!” 🤣 The story leads stressed that Trey is very particular with acting decisions and poses, most of which don’t translate into the animation. It’s for him at the editing stage, to “make his voice sing”. Getting into Trey’s head, funnily enough, requires FEELING. Feeling what he’s going for in terms of delivery, to learn what not to take literally in his script (when trey says “kathleen kennedy is like terminator” it’s not what you initially think it means), what emotion or gesture to put in to elevate a joke, to get the message through. It’s so fascinating!

In short, I didn’t make the cut. I was “too fresh”, and needed more experience with the technical aspect of storyboarding…. but I was complimented by Keo for my intuition, something that can’t be taught. I was over the moon when I was told I got the style of the show, whereas other trainees with 10+ experience couldn’t. Some of them tested but don’t even watch the show!! That’s crazy, but I guess that’s to be expected. My knowledge of the show and deep love for the characters got me this far, but I need to work on my actual story boarding skills (keo said my struggles are in composition and scaling) to stay!! 💪🏼 I’m taking this… as a not yet, not a no. I’m already on their radar, in their database, I’m incredibly lucky I got to make my THIRD connection in the studio, I just need to work on myself until I can arrive. I’m so grateful for all the support from friends family and industry moots to get me this far, it’s only the beginning of the year but I don’t think anything could top what happened to me this March!!!!!

#south park #kyman #i’m tagging kyman bc the damn ship got me this far too credit where credit is DUE 🤣🤣🤣🤣 #behind the scenes #it’s so funny actually I drew in a lil kyman moment in my boards at the studio (not as like a haha i’m a sneak this in. more like. it just. #flows outta me lol) #and when i received notes on that panel the leads didn’t say anything abt my kyman…. they zeroed in and kinda argued w/ each other if i #should have drawn more details for the lockers or not 🤣🤣🤣 #Keo came clutch so I followed his advice in not drawing the details but greg insists abt drawing them in #and then they went into ‘well trey doesn’t say anything when I do/don’t draw them in’ and i kinda stood there like 🧍🏻‍♀️ #I thought the whole thing was hilarious in the end #maybe I should draw that moment jgkgfjfh #talk tag #I feel like I scammed everyone like…. I’ve never professionally boarded in my life. How the hell did i get this far.

[sea-buns]

Forgive me if I'm a bit nervous about Gorgug this season. It's just that the last Zac Oyama pc was Colin Provolone, who was arguably one of his greatest D20 performances, if not the greatest.

Zac always does great with every pc he plays, but Colin was something else. He came out swinging with actions and words that were teeming with unspoken emotional baggage. The way Colin's presence affected the other pcs; there was this level of depth that I don't think I've seen in any of his other characters. It was understated and quiet in that signature "just a guy" way that he tends to be, while still captivating everyone instantly with just how raw it was.

Not to say we haven't seen emotional depth in Gorgug. It's just that, compared to the other Bad Kids, Gorgug's journey and progression as a character has been very... impersonal? Like, yes, he found his birth parents, and he found friends who appreciate him, and he faced his insecurities about his intelligence, and he navigated relationship troubles, and his trial through the claustrophobic bug-tunnels was a horrifically-uncanny parallel to how he's spent his entire life trying to make himself as small as possible.

But how much of that has actually changed him from the Gorgug we started with? I would agree that he's definitely happier with his life, given all the loving and supportive people that have been added to it when it used to be just him and his parents. And he's certainly grown into himself and become more self-assured in his abilities, even if he's still, and always will be, our anxious little guy. And there's nothing wrong with that. I've always liked how Gorgug was a representation of all the little things. The subtle acts and kindnesses that don't seem like much to most, but to some are everything.

We don't need another Bad Kid living in fear that their mouth could be shit-in at any moment. We've already got one-too-many.

All that being said, I just feel like Gorgug's personal story beats are much easier to sweep under the rug than everyone else's. He has the same soft and understated quality that Colin held, but they lack that extra oomph that pushed Colin over the edge from being just another guy in a series of dudes, to a character that the vast majority of us could not get out of our heads. He took someone who was anxious and softspoken, who ultimately never wanted to be violent— someone who is remarkably similar to Gorgug in many ways— and maintained that demeanor and core in Colin's character while still hitting us in the feels with character development at max velocity at every turn.

I think Zac gets better and better at this with every season that goes by. With each new character, there is always something that leaves me stunned in awe. And it's been, what, three? Four years since we last saw Gorgug?

I'm just,,, I'm cautiously optimistic but also going into a bit of a worry about what violence this man may inflict upon us

#i got SO carried away LMAO #i dont think ive ever written any posts about gorgug specifically #i made a lot about colin. and some about pib. and some more about zacs performances in general. #but never anything gorgug-focused. i just wasnt on tumblr at those other times that hed been on my mind like this #you can tell i still couldnt resist talking about colin lol #he was just so fucking good. a fantastic character all around. i cant imagine a better example to get my point across than him #when i do posts like this its all very much just me taking a vague idea and working with whatever comes out in the moment #so when i tell you i very much did not plan to get lost in the counterargument and had to stop for a second to remember what my point was #my point still stands but so does everything else #you dont realize it. how similar gorgug and colin really are. or how metaphorical the bug tunnel was. #or how gorgug IS the epitome of little details. small acts. quiet rights and wrongs. the faint causes and the even subtler effects. #u dont truly realize it until youre writing it yourself in a free flow fugue state and it all comes to a halt cuz youve blown your own mind #anyway i love gorgug and i love zac pcs and i hope this post makes sense cuz finding the right words was fucking hard hah #dimension 20 #d20 #fantasy high #fantasy high junior year #fhjy #fantasy high sophomore year #fhsy #gorgug thistlespring #the ravening war #trw #colin provolone #zac oyama

[edwardwonghaupepelutivrusky4th]

wah i looove their designs and animation...

#sketched last night looped ''hot air balloon'' track last night rewatched elemental last night you know just how it is....i love it all augh #elemental #elemental 2023 #pixar elemental #elemental fanart #ember lumen #wade ripple #it's so fun how just going w/the flow waviness drawing a wade is Correct. some flamey shiveriness / jaggedness in ember's lines is Correct #and it's all the more fun how it's like oh ofc not quite hitting the mark of how great their designs really are....so so good #and of course the expressive elasticity not only with their faces but the way their bodies ft. respective elements can be expressive #in addition to just usual [assume you have a usual literal human body] expressiveness options in posture / movement etc lol #also was thinking about how like we know everything we Need to know re: wade & his dad but also have so [zero details there] #which is interesting to wonder about. kinda assumed like oh a parent got sick & died but now considering how it could've been an accident.. #the tiny layer of A Reaction he has when ember's talking abt parents giving up everything for you: could be nothing much; or Anything #also noting i Didn't note the first instances that they hear each other's names or introduce themselves thusly lol #or at least i sure can't recall it. just start knowing the other's name partway through which Isn't A Problem but it's like #ooh just more to consider & reexamine. i love to pick up More Details & that's helped by my difficulty in catching them in the first place #one thing about me i don't Catch things i don't Notice shit i don't Get stuff. and also of course: i do though lol #always a trip when it's like oh i love this movie i'm seeing it probably the two dozenth time #and then i notice something for the very first time that was clearly straightup meant to be Gotten upon the immediate viewing #even to the extent that smthing later seems to be kinda happening out of nowhere if you didn't. & i'd just rolled with it #like ok i'm autistic ofc that's something i gotta do all the time. & the adhd means i might keep getting distracted around the same pts.

[shortystack75]

The BESTIES!! I've had this idea for literally weeks and finally got off my ass to do it!

Part 1 (Here) > Part 2 > Part 3

#produrcerman is so everyone who has anything to do with the federation coded #I definetly think Jaiden's sequence flows the best tbh #little detail: its supposed to be uncertain whether the cellbit at the end is the same (he is btw) #< specifically because quackity is also ambigious (he is not the same) #qsmp #qsmp cellbit #qsmp quackity #qsmp felps #qsmp jaiden #qsmp fanart

[itspileofgoodthings]

what I’m trying to say is that I need to trust that when I’m really doing something I care about and I have the right end/aim in mind a lot of the structural stuff, the how’s and the how-to’s will take care of themselves, or at least are better left to my more subconscious brain and that it’s good when I let myself go and overflow

#this is about teaching. but also maybe friendship #and maybe one day writing #I can get hung up on A Detail like nobody’s business. like something in my mind —SNAGS #but I am meant to move quickly and largely intuitively #and I think I can be neater and more precise in that method than I give myself credit for #because my brain is catching a lot of stuff and registering things away and fixing in motion/as I go #but if I try to slow all the way down to quote unquote really focus #and ‘do things carefully’ #read: ‘perfectly’ #it will be disaster and misery #my brain isn’t nice to myself a lot of the time #but I think it’s mean about the wrong stuff!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #ANYWAY. anyway thank you for listening #it’s like I get stuck a lot of the time and then I get UNstuck and it flows #I think I am meant to flow. to seek motion. #for so long my internal narrative has just been ‘you are so scatterbrained and stupid and you never finish ANYTHING’ #but tbh my real faults are when I get stuck in the mud. when I wallow. when I turn inward. when I fuss fuss fuss fuss FUSS #anyway thanks for listening I already said that SORRY

[anagram-for-mongo]

(Talking Heads voice) waaatching the friend group fall apart

#friend J takes cousin M to my city for 21st birthday celebration #key detail: J is the driver and more or less controls the flow of things #when talks of a strip club come up both myself and M are visibly uncomfortable bc S/O but J is married w preggo wife #i ask to be dropped off so i can go home to bed but the remaining group goes anyway #M confesses to his S/O so those two talk to J and his wife and wife is FURIOUS #but she takes it out on the rest of the party and not J #so his friends are keeping their distance and friendsgivingmas might not happen unless my wife and I pick it up #i feel guilty for not saying anything but i have been belittled for voicing concerns before #so maybe my brain was like ‘eh let him FAFO’ #mainly guilty because if J and his wife split they have a 1 year old together now #and as the child of parents who didn’t much like each other i don’t want the kid to have the same issues

[unsettlingcreature]

Slowly reconfiguring my altar space but I'm gently adding Halloween decorations as September passes and October approaches, I'm personally obsessed with the little ghost lights. Anyway I don't have a dedicated sideblog for this stuff anymore so I'm just slapping it on main :)

#witchblr #taking a break was so good for me because now im getting back into the flow of it? im realising how my beliefs and shit have shifted #still going to gently worm my back into witchcraft like. im not gonna do any blots or anything for a good while #and figure out ONCE MORE what actually works with my practice #like do i WANT divination to be part of my craft? or do i just feel like i have to #like when was the last time i touched my tarot or my runes or my oracle deck or my pendulum? even before my break? #and when it comes to deitywork. is that something i can commit to? has my time with Loki come to a close? lots of questions to ask. #and also do i really want to keep a grimoire/bos? because im too much of a perfectionist for it #and the stuff i do regularly are in my head. if I'm doing something different then I'm going to use other books as research points #idk theres a lot to think about. maybe I'll just ponder the wizard and stop sweating the details lmao #you'd think i had this shit figured out after over a decade but fuckin nooooppppeeeee #anyway witchcraft is always a journey and there's always more to learn and experience #its easy to say that shit but harder to accept it #ALSO LOKI LIVES IN MY BEDROOM I AINT EVER GONNA HIDE HIM AWAY #i cherish all the time spent with a deity and appreciate them for being there during that part of my life #just like with hecate before its ok if my time with loki is over. it is what it is. its not sad its something to look fondly on

[myname-isnia]

Zoned out in literature and imagined an entire Kuviren smut scene and I don't know how I'll manage another lesson and then the tram ride home with it at the forefront of my mind

#kuviren #concept is such: #suiren has a bad day with resurfacing trauma and general overstimulation #kuvira tried to talk to her but suiren tells her to fuck off in no uncertain terms #unfortunately kuvira's too stubborn and cares too much to leave it be and pushes #also yeah it's established relationship at that point #eventually suiren confesses that she keeps hearing Haya's voice in her head calling her a curse and a worthless good for nothing #kuvira comforts her and then offwrs to help her with a distraction to get her out of her head #she's got a glint in her eyes. suiren is only half into is bc she's tired but agrees anyway #and the idea is that it's after they leave the anarchist commune hiding out in the mountains and forge their own path #so i guess after the gears of revolution were put in place too. but that's half relevant #point is. wherever they are now there's a floor length mirror in the room. kuvira takes suiren by the hand and leads her to it #slowly she runs her hands over her body showering her with flowing praise. telling her how beautiful she is #suiren's wearing an oversized shirt as a night gown. kuvira easily pulls it down to below her chest #and i don't think tumblr will like me continuing to describe what happens after that in detail #but the gist is that suiren is made to watch herself be absolutely done in so she can see that kuvira's praise aren't just empty words #playing with blades and edging are involved too #and eventually suiren can't think of anything else so mission completed #she finishes long and hard and looks stunning in the afterglow #kinda wanna actually write it ngl

[ghostypetrainer]

Pokemon are wary of Ingo. Emmet does not know why, but he knows it is not Ingo's fault. 

(or, Ingo and Emmet meet their starters. It’s harder for one than the other.)

#zoroark possession au #submas #ingo #emmet #pokemon drayden #clay is technically in this chapter but he doesn't say anything. oops #sorry for not going into any detail about ingo's misadventure in chargestone cave but it didn't fit with the flow of the fic #suffice to say. he had a time.

[doodlboy]

-crumples into a pile on the floor like dry bones-

#i hate everything i make now #my anatomy is wrong #always draw the same poses and angles #i cant ever let myself stylize anything because my brain says i need to learn correct anatomy first #i can't draw different body types at different angles #i hate drawing lips in side profile because it always looks like they're pouting or doing a duck face #i cant grasp the volume of shapes and figures everything just looks 2d in my head when i try to draw it #my brain is still buzzing with all these ideas but i cant do any of them justice because no matter what i do it doesnt look right #it looks stiff #no flow or dynamic movement #no interesting details or shapes #simple. flat. boring. #im so frustrated #and im tired #im so tired #vent #vent in tags #elliot rambles

[kimtaegis]

.

#tw negativity #today was afwul #I was so determined to finish this paper this week just in time for jimin's comeback #like that was my big goal #I even announced it to everyone I know #but as the hours went by today I realised I'm not gonna make it #and it probably doesn't sound too bad but that realisation really fucks me over rn #I hate the topic I hate the assignment type I hate that I have no idea how to apply my knowledge #I'm overthinking every single detail as usual #and don't know if any of my ideas make any sense #I feel dumb and anxious as hell #it's exactly what I feared would happen for the past two years and why I couldn't even think about it for just as long #this paper's given me more mental damage than anything else in my life so far this is ridiculous #'annie once you start working on it you'll find your flow again! you always been so good at this!' #and now look at me. not being able to do shit #and if that's not enough I also got told that I very likely won't get paid this monnth #*month #because of a missing document from my psychiatric hospital stay #like literally fuck all of this #what a huge fucking joke #haven't felt this defeated in a whole while. and I certainly didn't miss the feeling

[gudakko]

had a dream i saw my own corpse but it was as bad as it sounds

#like it was scary or freaky it was just another me but lifeless #still kinda warm to the touch but you could tell blood wasnt flowing and it was just laying there #got really close and everything if anything it looked like a really detailed puppet

[the-kipsabian]

me two hours ago: i feel like shit i should just go to bed early today

me now, 10pm: [is just really into this art request cause its turning out real nice actually]

#details are a bitch and i usually do more simplified for scribbles but i wanted this to look and feel good so #im gonna finish this tonight ans then crash #i have saturday free i can just sleep more then or take a nap tomorrow after work its fine #i have a flow rn and its nice so im gonna work yay #also i'll take more request if anyone wants anything #and/or looking for nice refs of elp and despe to draw from if someone wants to send them in 👀

[dreamofbecoming]

we have liftoff on the banshee/siren!jask fic, folks. wish me luck

#no idea how long this one will take me #i’m hoping i can get it out in one go but who tf knows #the potions 5+1 is fighting me though and so is sleep now #so it’s nice to have something flowing a little at least #this one might end up as lore-heavy as sleep now keeps trying to be #my brain is just stuck in lightswitch mode #either i can’t write anything except straight dialogue with no connective tissue #or all i can focus on is super detailed granular lore (like the physics of magic??? brain why are u like this) #my writing

[faeriexqueen]

I sincerely want to write so badly, but every time I think I’ll get the energy my body pulls a “NOPE” and it doesn’t happen. >.<

I’m getting better post-surgery, but I’m glad I took off the time I did because it’s definitely knocked me down and I’ve had to sleep a lot. ;__; (This week I’m feeling closer to normal, at least, and I have a follow-up appointment with my doctor to check any incisions/sutures. I was also able to get a dental appointment knocked out today since I’ve taken all this week off from work.)

Anyways, if people want to poke my ask/inbox about anything (fandom, writing, miscellaneous things), I’ll be lurking online. ^^;;

#personal #personal health #also because I’m not sharing details it wasn’t a BRUTAL procedure or anything and it was outpatient #but it just wore me out a lot #I think I had a point last week where I felt good and thought I’d heal faster #but it’s just ebbing and flowing #I was given an estimate of 4 weeks to allow for full/internal healing though so it’s the right track #I’m just not good at being stationary XD

[pucksandpower]

Theories of Relativity

Charles Leclerc x Reader

Summary: you don’t need TikTok theories to prove that your relationship is a dream come to life, but it doesn’t hurt when your boyfriend passes all of them with flying colors

The Olive Theory

When you love someone, you have to be willing to make sacrifices and compromises for them (even if those sacrifices are something small like pretending to hate olives just so you can give them to your olive-loving partner instead)

You sit across from Charles at the long dinner table, smiling as he animatedly recounts the race from last weekend. His hands wave through the air, punctuating his story as he describes the final lap battle with Max down to the last corner. You’re only half listening though, too distracted by how handsome he looks in his dinner jacket, his tanned skin glowing in the low light of the restaurant.

As Charles pauses to take a sip of wine, you lean in and whisper, “I wasn’t really watching the race, I only had eyes for you.”

Charles chuckles, his nose crinkling adorably. “Oh really? So you missed all the action then?"

You shrug, trailing a finger down his arm. “What can I say, I find you far more interesting than the other cars going around in circles.”

Charles opens his mouth to respond but is interrupted by a mechanic sitting a little way down from you. “Oi Charles, why do you keep picking all the olives out of your salad?"

You look down, noticing the small pile of olives Charles has stacked onto the edge of his plate.

Charles glances at you, a faint blush rising on his cheeks. “Oh, um, I’m not a huge fan of olives.”

The mechanic frowns in confusion. “But I’ve seen you eat olives before. You always get them on your pizza.”

“I, uh ...” Charles stammers, clearly flustered.

Under the table, you squeeze his hand reassuringly. Charles looks at you and you give him a small nod.

“Well, the truth is,” Charles says, turning back to the mechanic. “I actually love olives. But Y/N loves them even more than I do. So I pick them out of my food to give to her.”

You smile softly at Charles, warmed by his thoughtfulness. The mechanic chuckles and shakes his head. “You two are so cute it’s almost gross.”

Charles just grins and pops an olive into your mouth. “Anything for mon amour.”

You crunch the olive happily, then lean in to give Charles a quick kiss on the lips. “People who say chivalry is dead have simply never met you.”

The conversation moves on, flowing from racing to travel and everything in between. Under the table, your fingers stay intertwined with Charles’ the whole time.

After dinner, you all head outside into the cool night air. Charles’ team members head off towards their own cars, calling out goodbyes.

You snuggle into Charles’ side as you walk towards where his Ferrari is parked. “Thank you for the olives,” you say. “But you really don’t have to deprive yourself on my account.”

Charles wraps his arm around you, pulling you close. “I want to though. I like making you happy.”

You stop next to the car, turning to face him. Running a hand down his chest you say, “You know what would really make me happy right now?"

“Hmm?" Charles murmurs, his eyes drifting down to your lips.

You grin mischievously. “A stop for gelato on the way home.”

Charles laughs and opens the car door for you. “Anything for you, mon cœur.”

The Bird Test

If you say something that could be deemed insignificant and your partner responds with genuine curiosity, that’s a really good sign that your relationship will last a long time

The Brazilian sun beats down as you wander hand-in-hand with Charles along the edges of the Interlagos circuit. It’s the day before qualifying, and Charles brought you out to the track in São Paulo to share the grid walk with you.

You stroll slowly, enjoying a rare private moment together during the hectic race weekend. Charles points out details along the track — the tricky off-camber Turn 3, the sharp left-right complex at Turns 5 and 6, the long full throttle blast down the back straight.

You love seeing him so in his element here, his passion for racing evident in his voice and gestures.

As you round Turn 12, heading down the home straight, a flash of bright blue in the trees catches your eye. Gasping in excitement, you grab Charles’ arm and point.

“Look, a hyacinth macaw!”

Charles follows your gaze to the large, vividly colored parrot perched in the branches. “Wow, that’s amazing! I’ve never seen one outside of a zoo.”

You bounce on your toes, thrilled at the sighting. “Aren’t they gorgeous? That bright blue is unreal. Macaws are pretty rare around here, I can’t believe we spotted one!”

Charles smiles at your obvious delight, then turns back to observe the macaw with curiosity. “What do they eat?" He asks. “Fruit, like other parrots?"

“Yes exactly!” You reply eagerly. “Mostly palm nuts and acai berries. And they need a huge range of territory, something like 80 square kilometers.”

As you chat more facts about the brilliant bird, Charles listens attentively, asking more questions and commenting on its beauty. His genuine interest and engagement makes your heart flutter happily.

Eventually the macaw takes flight, its bright wings flashing blue against the trees as it disappears into the forest.

“Incredible,” Charles murmurs, watching it go. “What an amazing thing to see.”

He turns back to you, eyes shining. “Thank you for pointing it out, I never would have spotted it myself. I love seeing you so excited teaching me about something you’re passionate about.”

You step closer, looping your arms around his neck. “And I love that you always listen and want to know more, even if it’s not about racing.”

Charles wraps his arms around your waist, smiling tenderly. “Of course, your passions are my passions now too. I want to know everything that sparks that beautiful light in your eyes.”

The Orange Peel Theory

A partner’s willingness to perform small acts of service is indicative of a healthy relationship

Early morning sun filters into the kitchen as you sip your coffee, still wearing the oversized Ferrari shirt you slept in. Charles stands at the counter across from you, freshly showered and humming to himself as he browses his phone.

Setting your mug down, you grab an orange from the fruit bowl and start to peel it. Or at least you try. The tough rind puts up a stubborn fight, your nails scraping uselessly against it.

“Ugh, I hate peeling oranges,” you grumble after a minute. “Whose idea was it to make the peel so impossible?"

Charles glances up with a sympathetic smile. “Here, let me.”

He takes the orange from your hands and deftly digs his thumb into the top, effortlessly tearing the peel away in one long curl.

You watch in admiration as he strips the rest of the orange until it’s completely naked and ready to eat.

“Voila,” Charles presents it with a flourish. “One perfectly peeled orange for mon ange.”

“My hero,” you grin. You go to take it from him but Charles playfully keeps it out of reach.

“Ah ah, allow me,” he says. Holding your gaze, he gently pulls apart one glistening segment and brings it to your lips.

Happiness bubbles up in you at this sweet, unexpected gesture. You let Charles pop the orange slice into your mouth, savoring the bright citrus burst.

“Delicious,” you murmur. Charles smiles and leans in to kiss you softly, his thumb brushing a drop of juice from your lower lip.

One by one he continues to peel the segments and feed them to you, interspersing each with tender kisses that taste of orange and love.

You close your eyes blissfully, letting the sensual ritual relax you. Charles takes his time, not rushing. He knows this is your favorite part of the morning, stealing these private moments together before the busy day sweeps you both up.

When the last segment is gone, Charles kisses you again, deeper this time. You loop your arms around his neck, melting against him.

“Have I mentioned how much I love you?” you whisper when you finally separate.

Charles nuzzles your nose with his. “You may have said it once or twice. But I never get tired of hearing it.”

You lean into him contentedly. As always, his thoughtfulness and care warms you from the inside out.

Peeling an orange is such a small act but the meaning behind it speaks volumes. Charles knows your quirks and preferences, and cherishes these little opportunities to make your day brighter.

The little things that mean everything.

You’re still musing dreamily about this when Charles tips your chin up. “Where’d you go just now?” He asks with a curious smile.

You shake your head, focusing back on him. “Just thinking about us. And how perfectly you peel my oranges.”

Charles laughs. “Well I’m glad to be of service. I know how you hate getting orange string stuck under your nails.”

He kisses your fingertips one by one. “Can’t have anything marring these beautiful hands.”

You scrunch your nose at him. “Oh yes, I need to keep my hands soft and dainty in case a prince comes along to propose.”

Charles squawks in protest and tackles you against the counter, fingers digging into your sides to tickle you mercilessly. You dissolve into helpless giggles, swatting him away.

“No no, stop! I take it back!” You gasp.

Charles relents, holding you close and nuzzling into your hair. “Too late, you’re stuck with me now,” he murmurs, kissing your temple.

You snuggle into him contentedly. No fantasy prince could ever compete with the reality of Charles.

The Invisible String Theory

An invisible string connects those who are destined to meet, regardless of time, place, or circumstance (the string may stretch or tangle but it will never break)

The living room is filled with laughter and happy chatter as you and Charles sit surrounded by both your families. Your wedding is only two days away, and his mother suggested gathering everyone together one night for reminiscing and quality time.

Looking through old photo albums is proving to be hilarious and heartwarming. Baby pictures, school plays, family vacations — memories preserved to embroider the story of your lives before fate brought you together.

Charles smiles wistfully as Lorenzo shows an album from their childhood. “I wish my godfather and father could have met you,” he says softly. “They would have loved you so much.”

You take his hand, leaning your head on his shoulder. His lost loved ones are always close to his heart.

Your mother passes an album to you with a smile. “Oh this one is from our trip to France when you were five! So many cute little Y/N photos.”

You roll your eyes but obligingly open the album, Charles peering over your shoulder. You flip through pictures of your younger self building sandcastles on the beach, wearing a hilariously large sun hat, beaming gappily with missing front teeth.

Charles grins down at you. “Adorable. I can’t wait for our kids to-”

He stops abruptly, staring down at the page. You follow his gaze to a photo of your family in Nice, taken in front of the Le Negresco hotel. And there in the background, almost out of frame — four familiar figures walking down the promenade.

A young Charles holds the hand of a teenage boy you immediately recognize as Jules. On Charles’ other side, his father Hervé carries a toddler Arthur.

Your breath catches sharply. The families fall silent around you. Charles’ fingers tremble slightly as they trace over the image.

“Of course we went to Nice often,” he whispers. “I had no idea ...” His voice trails off, thick with emotion.

Arthur cranes his head to see. “Is that us? With Papa and Jules?" He looks between you and Charles with wide eyes.

“Almost twenty years ago,” Lorenzo marvels. “And your paths were already crossing.”

Pascale wipes at her eyes, grasping Charles’ other hand tightly. “It was meant to be. Some invisible string tying you together even then.”

Charles’ fingers tremble as they trace over the image. For one brief, impossible moment, it feels like you’re all together — you, Charles, Jules, Hervé. Preserved in time, intersecting at the crossroads of past and future.

Though you never met in life, somehow you were all bound in that instant, tied by invisible strings of destiny. Strings that would one day guide you and Charles to each other.

It’s only a photo, yet looking at it you feel Jules and Hervé’s presence like a bittersweet embrace. As if across the years, they’re saying we know you. We love you. We’re so happy for you both.

You stare down at it, this captured moment of impossible synchronicity. A glimpse of the thread that wove itself silently through your lives until the day it finally drew you together.

Charles meets your eyes, his own shimmering with tears. Without words, you know he feels it too. The impossible link stretching back through time. Proof you were always meant to find each other.

He pulls you close, kissing the top of your head. “I believe that with all my heart, we’ve always been connected somehow.”

“Soulmates,” you whisper.

You cling to him, overwhelmed with certainty. Through accidents of time and geography, missteps and milestones, your story was always guiding you here.

Meant for each other. Destined, even then.

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