I remember one time one of my friends tried to tell me that Amedot is fanservice and I just.
An average Steven Universe episode takes over 9 months to create. They do not churn these episodes out automatically week by week.
By the time Warp Tour aired, Too Far was already in production. Amedot being fanservice is literally impossible.
Amedot was a legitimate decision made by the crew.
Otherwise, the episode wouldn’t have turned the way it did, but it would’ve turned out more like Beta, an ACTUAL episode with fanservice (because L4p1d07 was an existing ship by the time the episode began production and Zuke themself was a L4p1d07 shipper).
Plus, Rebecca Sugar herself did storyboards on Too Far.
Amedot was a legitimate decision made by the crew. It was not fanservice. It was entirely intentional.
His death was so heartbreaking to me because of her reaction, and also fittingly poetic. As he represented nihilism, the moment he understood something else, he ceased to be.
It also helped Ichigo grow as a protagonist to see how she dealt with it. I think Ichigo’s always been so empathetic, but when it came to her he turned very unforgiving. Like “oh they all deserved it I couldn’t care less!” (and they did), when she didn’t feel that way towards them herself. Seeing her compassion made him question his own attitude, and I really think this is often forgotten.
As far as the canon ships are concerned, they were there from the start. Orihime always liked Ichigo, and she was always friends with Tatsuki and Chad and yada yada. We were never really shown in depth how they came to be, and it’s probably why Ichiruki is such a popular ship - you got to see their friendship grow from nothing.
And although I enjoyed the endgame anyway, I’m really glad Kubo gave Orihime something like that too. I know Ulquiorra was a shit person. I know. But Kubo could have just focused on Ichigo and the people he got to know, but he didn’t. He gave Orihime a completely different character, but that was also fundamental for her growth, and I’m so grateful for it because she and her influence is so easily overlooked by readers.
Hundreds of chapters later, you know she would never forget about him.
Seeing as I have new people following me who probably don’t know much on Vivaldi or the world she comes from I need to put something out there.
Vivaldi and the King of Hearts are not married. The roles of King in Queen in that world are just that roles. This is not to say she isn’t interested in him at least somewhat. She would have to be to threaten to kill his lover, but I’m not sure how much interest she actually has in him. It was never really explained.
So let it be known Vivaldi will get insulted when you ask her if she is married to the king. That is normal for her. She get’s mad at Alice for suggesting such a thing as well both in the game and in the first books they translated.
For those who would like more information on wonderland there is a info dump loacted here~
It’s a lot more work getting Luffy off by himself, getting his attention, than it is actually getting him interested. Obviously, he’s just an idiot. He doesn’t understand her pointed looks, her beckoning gestures or subtle verbal hints the way a normal man would. He blinks at her, grins and laughs, waves and draws attention to her, and Nami, fuming and frustrated, has to form another game plan. She has to lie to his face, drag him away from whatever game he’s playing with Usopp and the others during a brief moment when the rest of them are distracted, when they’re not going to notice he’s gone.
At that point, subtlety is pretty much dead.
Nami presses him down into the mattress, sitting on his lap, and Luffy laughs as he pushes himself up on his elbows, but it’s not the same, high laughter it normally is. It’s throaty, almost nervous, heat rising in his cheeks when he looks down between them. Nami dips her head to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth so maybe he’ll relax and understand.
It works better than expected.
Luffy makes a soft noise, opens his mouth against hers and turns his head so they slot together. Nami smiles and hums in return, sliding her tongue across his bottom lip. She pushes her hands up his chest and over his shoulders, cupping the back of his neck to pull him closer. Luffy picks it up pretty quickly, awkward with his hands, but not his mouth - tugging at her hair when he wants her to move her head, breath puffing hot against her lips. His teeth drag over her tongue, when he suddenly gets bold, and that surprises a squeak, a pleased chuckle, out of Nami as she shifts her hips.
She feels Luffy’s thighs jump underneath her, hears him gasp as he abruptly pulls back a bit. His face is flushed, lips wet, chest heaving. Nami leans in to kiss the bolt of his jaw, works her way down his neck while Luffy’s hand fists in her hair, tugging gently at the curls when his fingers get caught.
“Y'know,” she says thoughtfully, drags her tongue back up his neck once she reaches the curve of his shoulder - feels him shudder against her - so she can murmur in his ear, “This wouldn’t be so hard if you’d learn to take a hint.”
“It’s not hard,” Luffy says, oddly breathless when she worries his earlobe between her teeth, “But it - will be if you keep doin’ that..”
Nami pulls back, confused, frowning for a second until Luffy squirms his hips, pushing them up against Nami’s completely by accident. He isn’t thinking when he does it; makes another noise at the unexpected friction, a moan, low in his throat. His hand tightens in her hair and Nami laughs, pressing a quick kiss to his open mouth, “That’s not what I meant!”
“Well, that’s what you’re doin’,” Luffy accuses, completely unembarrassed by the fact.
“You’re the one getting yourself all worked up,” she teases, “We’re not even doing anything~”
“Hey - you started it - ”
“Luffy, you’re talking too much - ”
She says it playfully, doesn’t really mean it.
And she’s caught off guard when Luffy moves. He falls back against the bed, drags her down with him so they’re flat together, his palms warm and firm where they squeeze her hips - and then he rolls, pinning her down underneath him. Nami’s heart hammers in her chest, an excited flutter shooting to the pit of her stomach. It’s the way Luffy leans over her, panting slightly, his nose bumping into hers, hair hanging in her face. The way his hips press down into hers for just a second before he pushes up on his knees, his hand sliding down her bare hip to the waistband of her jeans.
“You started that, too,” he laughs, voice a rumble from deep in his chest, the words gusting over her lips.
Nami shudders, sucks in a breath.
But Luffy pushes himself up, sitting back on his knees and moving like he intends to get off the bed. Annoyance flares up in Nami, colors her cheeks as she squeezes her thighs around Luffy’s hips, reaching up to grab the front of his vest and drag him back down.
“Don’t you dare try to get up after doing something like that..!”
“What? Like what?” He is genuinely confused - he really doesn’t know - but he comes back willingly, batting wide eyes at her, slides forward on his elbows and rests his weight between her legs. He’s grinning, and Nami wonders if he’s teasing. "You said we weren’t doing anything?“
"You’re such an idiot..!” Nami says, pulling at his short hair.
I’m sorry I’ve been so quiet around here lately, but this ^ is why. The save I use for my Pixel Rust story is in its death throes right now, and I really need to move Theodore, Westley, Madeleine and co. to a fresh town/save as soon as I can. So with that in mind, for the past couple of weeks I’ve spent most of my sim time building up Bridgeport in CAW, and today I was finally able to export and install the world.
I realize that it doesn’t look like much yet, but I’m actually pretty happy with how it’s shaping up. I expect that this world will be a perpetual work-in-progress for a long time to come, but once I place some of the buildings, houses and other community lots it will (hopefully) start looking like more than just a grassy cement blob. :P
But anyway, after I get my main sims’ houses out of the bin and dusted off, then I can shift my focus back to Serendipity and the writer’s challenge. I *promise* I haven’t forgotten about that, but it seems that I bit off quite a bit more than I can chew and I’m still trying to catch up with it all. But it will happen! Thanks for sticking with me, and I hope y’all have a good weekend. <3
I dunno. I know it’s very easy to abuse it since saying something without a name won’t cause consequences. Back in time I just got really tired of getting anonymus messages saying how they masturbated to my artworks, and it actually discouraged me a lot and made me disable anons. I didn’t really want to and I actually didn’t know how to cope with that.
Of course it also was kind of my fault since then I used to draw a bit sexier art, just because that appealed to my taste at that time. Now that I’m older and I give my ladies more moderate dresses, even tho it’s been like a year or so, I’m fine with the artworks I’m doing but I still was concerned about the possible messages I’d be getting after enabling anons again.
As I said, it was a pleasant surprise. I’m not complaining, I’m rather grateful. I got a bit of hope restored once again. So thank you, again.
I really think I’m gonna leave the anons on for a while. I don’t want to take the chance of asking me questions from people who are either too shy to ask with their users or just don’t have an account.