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Missable Details
Okay, so I like to overthink things and add in a lot of missable details and little bits of subtext that are easy to just outright miss or never even think about, and I thought to myself... I have this blog and no plans for it. I like knowing random junk like this. So, why not just point this stuff out there for anyone else who's got that same weird habit? sYou don't really need to know any of this or care about it to enjoy the little animations I put out, honestly. I just like little breakdowns like this so I thought, “why not?” If that's not for you that's cool. Here's a picture of a cat I see a lot.
His name is Nero, He's a sweetheart.
These four backgrounds are all of the same place, the main characters house. Two of them are the same room, just from different angles.
On the same note, even though everything is blue, rooms with windows and a lot of light have a lighter pallet of blue. Seriously, it's a waste of time but you can check the whole episode again if you want, that's not an accident.
Because he hasn't finished unpacking, even though he tells the story from his office, he does all of his work from his bedroom.
Bonus: I wanted to do a little world building by showing that the character was still in the process of “moving in.” This is first video and he properly unpacked or even set up his bed yet and he is going to get more settled in over time through the next few animations and start unpacking and decorating the home, but he hasn't done that yet. It's a way of subtly hinting that while the character does represent me, he's got his own little life and world to worry about when he's not starring in videos. There is a canon here, as weird as that sounds.
This guy takes a little peek out of one eye before he panics.
In fact eye movements are really missable.
These are bad. These are bad smear frames. I could have fixed it and I didn't. I am sorry.
The blue I used here is wrong, this was a mistake and I will admit that.
Also his line work is bad and I should feel bad.
I straight up changed this characters design midway through the episode to make her anatomy a little more realistic and just... Hoped you wouldn't notice. You have now.
And finally... The girl is older than the guy. She is called Squish and he is called Ace. To watch the video click here - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oATgVXWfd7A&t=124s (Except don’t, it’s still pretty bad)
I have no clue who this is, I have barely seen her in the show yet, but mislabel is already an absolute mood, we Stan.
03.14.15
“Don’t ruin this day.”
i kept reminding myself that i mustn't. i was in the verge of falling apart, my skin being ripped, my heart being crashed. i was in the loophole with just one rope to cling on. i don’t want to ever be lost forever, or find another loophole.
ours is enough.
you called to say you were already there, in our always meeting place way back when we started this. it was a rare thing that you got there first because oftentimes, i was the one who always wait for you. i told you that in just 10 minutes, i’ll be there.
i saw you standing alone with the books, you were holding one, flipping the pages. then you saw me, you smile a bit, very bit i was not so sure if that’s a smile. then the first thing i did was to ask you what book you were holding. no worries on apologizing, cause you already know i was, and you didn't ruin your mood for me and i haven’t told you how i was thankful for that.
then the stuff we planned were the stuff we did, we bought snacks, rode the jeepney home, cooked our potatoes together, download our new found good films, watch 2 of it while holding hands, and kissing at times.
our world is enough.
you have the slightest idea on how i love these little moments so much that it save me from tearing apart. i was really close to the death of me, to the death of my thoughts and feelings, but these moments - being in our world, saves me from entertaining the invitation of being lost, forever.
and after that another amazing day with you, we had to be apart again. you going home and me walking you outside until a jeepney comes. it was the saddest part of a happy day. our good ‘goodbye’s’ to each other, warm hugs, and if lucky, some last kisses of the day. then you’re gone, just like that.
you were enough.
i don’t actually need an apology, or long messages, or the sweet surprises. i just want a day with you and that would be enough. we make mistakes, we lack time, but at the end of the day we still want each other’s hearts and that is the most important part of this all. we love our loopholes, we love falling in love, falling apart, and growing up together.
and i am telling you those were enough.
Unbelievable Hues and Ironies
You are once a stranger I never even picture in my mind.
Waiting is such a difficult task, I must admit. For the millionth time, I knew in the back of my mind that you were going to be late again today but I was in denial. I was right. But my desire to see your face, to see you here, to touch your hands and cheeks, killed all the sad hormones that was building inside of me while waiting.
Yes, you were one sweet lullaby I did not want to sing at first; but I think the resonating melody of this paper heart gave in to the music of yours. While waiting, all I thought were the things I wanted to do to you when we're together. I want to lay my head on your shoulder, stroke your hair, and even scratch your back cause I know you like it when I do that. Maybe I have been singing at the top of my lungs with your soul's music already and I never thought this could ever happen to us.
It was when I saw your face today that made me levitate in my seat. All the fears I have were blown away by your ever ironic angelic face and killer smile. After that, everything became a dream to me. As if I was high, as if you were not really beside me. I was just floating and all I could remember was running my fingers all over you.
Colors were the power that this day has given us. You draw perfect shapes, and you paint my plain white canvass with shades of hues that I never thought I could see with my very eyes. You even penetrate those colors under my skin as if everything was not in reality anymore, but it is. You, from the sweetest lullaby, turn yourself into a painter of the unsaturated heart of mine. Like reviving the lost art of having someone to make me this happy. And I really cannot believe that this magic is happening in my life right now.
Because yes, you were once a stranger I never even picture in my mind.
It makes your lips so kissable and your kiss unmissable