After almost 3 years, I am forced to close this blog. I can no longer give it the attention and time I gave it before and which it deserves: I need to focus on my family matters and my interests and fandoms have changed, as some of you might have noticed.
Spideypool still holds a big part of my heart and I will probably continue writing fics about it on my personal blog, but I won’t be recommend stories nor find them anymore. I won’t delete the blog, so the archive, list, and answered questions will remain available for everyone, but from today I am officially ‘stepping down’.
Thank you all so much for the support and love you showed during these years and especially during these last, hard months! The Spideypool fandom has been one of the fandoms I most put myself into and I met many wonderful and beautiful people thanks to it. All your stories, fanarts, videos, and creations are stunning and I am so happy to have taken part in it! Answering your questions, recommending you stuff and finding what you needed was so much fun and it made me feel useful and good for something; I hope that you will continue reading the fics, as well as writing them and giving the fandom more gorgeous stories to read.
Maybe one day the blog will reopen - for now, goodbye and keep on being awesome!
∟ He had a tall tankard in front of him, and was smoking a long-stemmed pipe curiously carved. His legs were stretched out before him, showing high boots of supple leather that fitted him well, but had seen much wear and were now caked with mud. A travel-stained cloak of heavy dark-green cloth was drawn close about him, and in spite of the heat of the room he wore a hood that overshadowed his face; but the gleam of his eyes could be seen as he watched the hobbits.
When drawing I didn’t exactly have any certain scene in mind, just…. Hhhhh all of the emotions Bill encounters and how he deals with the changes and situations aaaa so good
I absolutely love the writing, the development, and so on. It doesn’t feel forced at all and it has a fantastically realistic pace. It motivates me to do better on my own fic and other projects! A must read at the very least tbh
Alright, so I’ve been studying German for the past 5 years now and Manny speaks pretty fluent French (his family is from Haiti so he was raised on French Creole) so sometimes we like to go back in forth in our respective languages.
Anyways, i just coming out of the shower earlier and he tells me to come into the living room because he has something to tell me. I get there and he has a note card in his hand, eyes scanning the paper before he stutters out “Ich liebe dich” with perhaps the most atrocious pronunciation ive ever heard.
So, being the horrible person i am, I immediately burst out laughing at his shoddy attempt at wooing me in the worlds most unromantic language and he starts complaining about the fact i wont just accept the “I love you” he worked so hard on. Of course that just makes me want to one up him even more so I look him in the eyes and spew a perfect “Je T’aime”. (lol thanks miraculous ladybug) as he storms off like a CHILD.
Long story short, I stunted on his ass and now Manny wont stop using google translate to looks up german pick-up lines. Save me from this Deutsch Hellscape.
Finally took some better pics earlier today….I also won a prize at the KCON cosplay competition! If anyone took any pics of me/with me today I would also love to see them! Also I might just be my new bias. If only Siwon could see this haha.