And I take issue with how much significance is placed on the kiss that supposedly changes Jack's entire life. Like in the canon lore of the book, toward the end of the fourth book, it describes how your first kiss is what marks the transition from childhood into adulthood and I have Problems with this concept being presented. Like the biggest events during my childhood had NOTHING to do with romance or crushes or kisses and it seems kinda silly that supposedly romance and its gestures is the mark of Adulthood鈩笍 according to The Guardians because it really isn't. Like by that logic I technically haven't fully transitioned into Adulthood鈩笍 which I am very clearly an adult. And maybe it is silly to pick apart or critique a series primarily targeted at a younger demographic but romance is so often shoved down our throats as if it is this Super Important Life Changing force that is an integral part of all adults lives and is so moving that it makes children into adults, according to this series anyways. Like I literally french kissed a girl at the tender age of 6 or 7 so according to The Guardians THAT is when I began the change into adulthood. When you logically think about that based on the lore of this series it is evidently ridiculous and not in the fun and whimsical way all the other features of the series are.
This is just some rambling thoughts I have been having since I read the fourth book today and started reading the final book in this series. I just get frustrated when romance is made so prominent an element that it can derail the actual plots of a book
Okay, been reading The Guardians series by William Joyce recently and I'm on the fifth and final book and I have Thoughts
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It's been a few days since I last posted a picture for my little slasher oc art month since I've recently started yet another term for college. Typically I prioritize my schoolwork so it's kept me away from being able to draw slasher art but here I am! And I've designed cat-masked slasher a final boy!
I have yet to figure out a name for him but I love the way his design turned out, he's very hunky :3 I have brainstormed a few possible titles for the cat-masked slasher lady tho
Purrgatory
Purrcatory
Purrchatoir
Pink Purrgatory
As you guys can see, it's a lot of cat puns lol so if anyone has ideas or suggestions of what I should name her, I'm all ears!
The connection between the slasher and the final boy is that she's developed a certain fondness for him because he is kind to animals. The cat-masked slasher specifically targets people that abuse/mistreat animals in any way and she likes this final boy because he tries to stand up for animals, even though he is quite socially anxious and soft-spoken. He also struggles with insomnia, hence the eye bags.
I hope you guys are enjoying this so far. I certainly am having a blast!
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The hat she wears looks like a pilgrim's hat and she's literally wearing the freemasons symbol as a belt buckle. Those guys ain't even witches and thats an exclusively all-boys club if I've ever seen one. I'm super mad at this new survivor as an irl, actual witch. There's so much missed potential for a witch survivor :(
I feel really bad that I don't like the new survivor... everyone around me really loves her but all I see is a missed opportunity for literally anything. Like, is this how people felt when they first saw Ji-Woon? Disappointed and underwhelmed?
I only know one person who was hype for her reveal.... everyone else including me is genuinely disappointed. I think this is hte first time Im like SERIOUSLY disappointed by a characters design? not even legions design had me roll my eyes this hard. this is insane.
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Hey there, it's been a while! Just been busy with college and mental health stuff lately but I'm still here ^^
Anyways, I've decided I'm gonna try my hand at creating a drawing each day of October and it will be centered around slasher themed drawings! I'm actually going to focus those drawings on a slasher OC of mine. She's the middle one:
She's essentially the creative/spiritual successor to the red slasher who I named Red Rabbit. Though this is a Red Rabbit redesign since I felt I wanted to take an alternative direction with her outfit that wasn't so heavily reliant on the playboy bunny outfit.
I have yet to figure out an appropriate name for my newer slasher OC so I'm hoping this month of drawings will help with the building up of my character ^^ I suppose you guys could picture this as me whenever you direct your asks to this blog haha
Oh also feel free to send in any asks or imagines you want me to write about for the DBD/slasher characters!!! I'd be pretty damn happy to get more active in writing for this blog :3
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TRAPPER X SURVIVOR! READER | BREAK TIME
I thought up this scenario while I was taking a shower haha
After a lengthy record of good work, the Entity's decided to reward the Trapper by allowing him free reign over a single survivor in his domain for a couple days. This is your story.
"Why the fuck am I even here? I should be back at the campfire with my friends." You glower, curling into yourself and crossing your arms.
"The Entity said this was my reward. I'm starting to think it's fucking with me." Trapper gives you a sidelong glare, resting his chin in the palm of his hand.
The pair of you sit on the front porch of his house on the MacMillan estate. A minute of silence passes, so thick with discomfort that you could cut it with a knife.
"Well I wish I wasn't stuck with you either, asshole."
"This would be less miserable if you weren't such a cunt."
"Back atcha, bitch."
"Fuck you."
"You wish you could."
The Trapper sits upright and glares at you head on. "That's a fantastic idea." He smirks and cocks his head as he stares at you.
You scoot away an inch from him. "I wasn't serious, dumbass. I wouldn't fuck you if you were the last man in this realm."
He scoots closer to you, closing the gap between your bodies. "Well this is suppose to be my reward and sex doesn't sound half bad-"
You shove his face away. "Eat shit and die, fuckface. I don't even like you."
He falls quiet at this, retreating from your personal space.
You scoot away an inch once more and cross your arms. "Did the Entity not give you a choice on the survivor or something?"
"Not really." His tone is gruff.
I guess it didn't need to ask, though.
You fall quiet for a moment, mulling this new information over. The uncomfortably palpable silence returns.
You unfurl from yourself and place your hands on the porch as you stretch your back. "If you could have chosen any particular survivor, who would you choose?"
Still you, dumbass.
"I couldn't care less about any of you survivor maggots. You're all more trouble than it's worth." Trapper crosses his arms, refusing to look your way.
"Then why the fuck am I here?" You begin encroaching into his personal space.
His gaze snaps back onto you, burning. "The hell if I know. Why the fuck are you asking me so many questions?"
"I'm fucking bored. If I returned to the fire like usual, I would be hanging out with actually enjoyable company." You lay back onto the porch, staring up at the ceiling above.
I deserve that but ouch.
"Actually, since I've got you here," you sit up and turn your body to properly face the Trapper and cross your legs as you lean towards him.
Trapper leans towards you a smidgen. "What?"
"Why don't you ever catch up to me in chases? I know you're faster than that and I'm short as shit." You quirk your head to the side, eyes owlish.
Cute.
He shakes his head, the tiniest smile gracing his lips. "It would be pathetically easy to catch you."
You purse your lips and your body tenses up. "Are you saying that you've been going easy on me this entire time?"
It's about time I got some gratitude.
"What if I did?" His tiny smile grows.
"Don't underestimate me!"
Trapper jolts to a halt, tiny smile falling. "Wait, what?" His eyes become wider.
"I don't give a shit if I end up dying most of the time, don't go easy on me in trials! What, am I not worth the effort?" You pout and glare up at him.
You're still cute but now I want to smack you.
"Are you shitting me?" Trapper turns to fully face you. "Are you actually shitting me? Most survivors would kill for this sort of treatment and you're throwing it back in my face?" He actually looks pissed.
You clench your hands into fists in front of you. "I never asked for special treatment! And just 'cause I'm tiny as shit doesn't mean anyone should take it easy on me! How am I suppose to actually survive on my own merit if you're not going all out?!" You jab your finger in his direction.
Are you shitting me?
Trapper stares at you, at a loss for words.
Are you actually shitting me?
"Well?!"
You little shit.
He stifles a chuckle. "You're a fucking moron."
"What do you mean?"
"What I mean," he grips your jaw in his hand and forces you to look up at him, "is that you just signed your death warrant."
I'll put you in your place, little mouse.
A moment passes, the two of you regarding each other as he holds your face close to his.
You're close enough to kiss.
His lips part and he shifts closer.
You clear your throat and part your own lips.
"You think you're being cool? I'm dying either way so what's the fucking point of saying that?"
Trapper takes his hand away from you like he was burned. "You brat, I oughta smack you."
Way to ruin the moment, you little bastard.
"You sounded like a dork." A smirk crosses your lips and you chuckle behind your hand.
Trapper grimaces and visibly slouches. "I was trying to take you seriously since you wanted me to take you seriously!"
"Well now I can't take you serious, you try-hard." You chuckle harder, smacking the wood of the front porch beneath you.
"I'm gonna fucking smack you." He glances away to the nearby cornfields and rests his chin on his knuckles.
"You keep saying that without following through on the threat, makes me take you even less seriously." You press your hands onto your thighs and flash a grin at him.
"Entity all mighty."
The next few days passed in a similar manner between the two before you were finally returned to the campfire.
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