wings of fire tv show but it's using super detailed Joy Ang style accurate 3D models but with kinda stilted framerate and animation as a concequence
wings of fire tv show but it's just a slideshow of Joy Ang style accurate paintings that move along with the voice track but no actual animation, like just a slideshow a series of still images
wings of fire tv show but it's literally a powerpoint slideshow with like the book covers or basefills stolen from the wiki to represent the characters on a white background with speech bubbles when they talk, still fully dubbed by a voice track though but it's just like a literal actual slideshow in arial and comic sans
wings of fire tv show but it's made in google slides because they can't be bothered to buy powerpoint, also the voice actors are good but have terrible mics and the mixing is terrible and you can barely here what they're saying, also all the transparent pngs are fake
Feel free to ignore if this is intruding but I remember you posting about dealing with caffeine addiction and I hope you're doing ok <3 Addiction is really hard to deal with so I hope everything is going alright for you!
!! thank you for checking in <3333
i haven't cut it out completely (i really don't think i'd be able to) but i'm still doing much better, i've cut down from 6 shots per cup to only 2. i've also changed my sleep/eating habits so now i don't feel like i need the caffeine as much because i just don't feel as shit anymore.
James: Oh no, your hands are cold. Take my coat, my gloves. Here's a mug of hot tea. Do you want my scarf? Do you want a hug?
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Regulus: Oh, your hands are cold.
*disappears for a few minutes*
Regulus, coming back: I stole gloves for you. Also I stole some parchment to some Ravenclaw to make a fire.
*gets out his wand drammatically while James fears he's going to set the castle on fire but watches him go without saying anything, slightly scared but fond anyway*
i fear... okay, okay, don't hit me. i fear it all comes back to the coatto scale once again... i was not joking when i said it's a fundamental character trait. (scale here, definition of coatto here. just so we're all on the same page)
while cele is very much a weird girl, i think a lot of people tend to reduce him simply to that. Which is a misinterpretation of his character as a whole. He is a weird girl, but he's also your typical italian dude, and that's something that gets often overlooked. He has terrible music taste, he is a party guy. Most importantly, i think we severly underestimate how much of a "casinaro" he is (important index of the coatto scale. most accurate translation would be rowdy i think). He said in an interview that while he never risked being held back in school for his marks, he did risk it for his behaviour. You're only at risk having a 6/7 (in some schools also 8) as your conduct mark, and honestly, getting that low is not an easy feat. He must have got a lot of disciplinary notes. He also went to private school, which i assume was a bit more lax on this since he literally paid to be there, so him risking being held back for this is telling (to me at least).
In conclusion i think people tend to think of him as way "softer" and naive then he actually is, probably because he tends to be a little more quiet/reserved than bez or mig. But that might actually be more of a regional thing because it's a trait that he also shares with Pecco (and me tbh) and that is more typical of the northen regions. Just going based on stereotypes, in the north (well. northern then Emilia Romagna) people are "colder" and i think there's some truth to it.
This is absolutely not me saying I don't think he's a sweet, polite little guy. I'm sure he is. It's just that he's human, and with way more facets than just "weird little guy".
i think enstarries should abuse the words kouhai/senpai or junior/senior more often because sometimes there is just not a family dynamic there and we do not need to make one up. like younger teenagers do not exclusively see older teenagers as their big sibling or their parental figure sometimes theyre just friends who happen to not be the same age
It's crazy that people still uphold show!Sansa as a well-written character and pretend that liking her is the pinnacle of feminism when it would be infinitely more impactful to acknowledge her terrible and misogynistic writing. This is the same character who, while written by two men, was thankful for the abuse she suffered because it allowed her to grow. The same character who we had to be told was smart because the writers were too lazy to develop or show her intelligence. The same character who had to rely heavily on the men surrounding her and ended up accomplishing nothing on her own merit ( and no, thinking that she deserved to be Queen doesn't mean that she earned it). She is not well-written, she is not complex, and she is not a feminist character. Which is fine! If you enjoy her then good on you, but please stop pretending that she's something she isn't just because you feel the need to justify liking her character
If Stanley and the Narrator swapped places, it would be one man trying to get the same ending over and over again, with another man with god-like powers keep changing up the story. Just to mess with him.
summary: hyoga thinks very poorly of being in love, but he's in love with you
warnings: hyoga is a little sweet at the end
Hyoga did not like the idea of love— it was only natural for someone who thought like he did. It was illogical and people acted irrationally because of it. If anything, he looked down on those in love because he genuinely thought they were losing their minds to some silly feelings. To him, love was always something for the weak, not for the strong who had things to be doing. Important things.
Which is why he thought you were so horribly stupid to be confessing to him. If one thing wasn't going to work, it was that. Yet, no matter how many times he told you that you were being silly and he wouldn't return your feelings, you just wouldn't back down. Almost daily, you'd find a way to tell him your feelings again.
He hated it so much, everything about it upset him, but somehow he wasn't able to push you away. Your daily greetings and conversations made him far happier than he would like to admit, and that annoyed him greatly. He was not supposed to be feeling joy from someone else, and definitely not supposed to be looking forward to seeing you. Illogical, irrational, thoughts.
These thoughts alone already annoyed him— he hadn't even dared to think he was in love. Never would he be in love, and definitely not with you. Yet, deep inside he knew. He knew that if you were to stop one day he'd probably give in and blurt out these emotions he's been hiding from even himself. He wasn't ready for that, but more importantly, he wasn't ready to see you give up on him. He knew he was being illogical and annoying, not wanting to admit his feelings to return yours, but also not wanting you to move on to someone else. He knew he was being hopelessly selfish, but he just didn't know what to do. He had never been in love before.
The next day when you confessed your love for him all over again, like it was the first and this hadn't been going on for weeks now, the thought alone that he might harbour feelings for you flustered him to no extent. He didn't mean to act so cold and push you away, but he just didn't know how to act. He had no idea what to do, but he knew he'd rather die than show it on his face.
"Hey, Hyoga?" you asked, voice serious.
He stopped to listen and turned his head your way.
"I know you're not fond of me doing this every day, but is it really a nuisance to you? If it is, I'll stop..." you said carefully.
You were trying not to cry, he could tell. He's heard you every day so he knew you well enough to know that much. But this was exactly what he was dreading and he brought it upon himself. Why couldn't he act like he normally did? Why were you affecting the way he acted? Everything irritated him until it made so much sense.
He was in love with you, and there was no denying it anymore.
"Please be blunt about it, I'll feel better that way," you said, but then smiled immediately after. "I guess I don't have to worry about that with you, though. You don't know how to sugarcoat your words anyway."
He didn't know what to say and how to tell you how he felt, so it came out blunt and honest, just like you had asked for it to be. It wasn't the kind that he liked— it came out far too uncollected and in a fluster, but it was his genuine thoughts.
"I think I'm in love with you, and that scares me to death," he said.
"What?" you ask, not believing your ears.
"I will not be repeating that," Hyoga said and turned away. He genuinely believed you were going to run after him and squeal like you always do, but you didn't.
"You won't take it back, though?" You said quietly and he immediately turned around. He knew you were crying. He didn't mean to make you cry— that was the last thing he wanted to do.
"You just said to be blunt, so I was," he said. "Please don't cry."
"I am so in love with you," you said, looking straight into his eyes.