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baileypie-writes · 4 months
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Please, I need more Veneer or Velvet x Reader fluff, I'm sorry I knoe I'm not specific about anything I'm just very brainrot by both of them 😭
You can ignore this if you want dw 🫂
A/N ~ Sure! I decided to do headcanons of the both of them(separately). I hope you like it!
~Fluffy Velvet and Veneer Headcanons~
Velvet x Reader, Veneer x Reader(separately)
Fandom: Trolls 3: Band Together
Reader: Gender Neutral
Relationship: Romantic
Warnings: Tooth-rotting fluff
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~Velvet~
~ This girl isn’t very affectionate. So most of the hugging and kissing will be done by you. She may act like it annoys her, but she likes it. She even secretly craves it.
~ Velvet’s love languages are words of affirmation(receiving) and gifts(receiving and giving). Please tell her that you love her and that you’re proud of her. It will make her day. She lives for any kind of praise.
~ She loves gifts. Even though she has lots of money and things already, getting things just hits different for her when she didn’t buy it herself. She keeps anything you give her on a special shelf in her room. She also gives you gifts sometimes. Most of the things she gives you are expensive, like designer clothes or the latest phone model. She likes the look on your face when she gifts them to you, and of course the thanks you give her.
~ Velvet will defend you with her life. If somebody ever wrongs you, they’re banned from all her shows. If it’s somebody on the internet, she’s fully prepared to send her fans after them. She’ll then do her best to make you forget about the person completely. She says things like: “They don’t know what they’re talking about. They clearly don’t know you at all, otherwise they’d know better.” and “Just forget about them. Idiots like them are a waste of time.”
~ She likes doing your hair. Her hair styling skills are amazing, so it always comes out great. Sometimes, she uses you to test out styles she might do on herself.
~Veneer~
~ Oh, goodness. Veneer is clingy. He doesn’t get a lot of attention from his parents or Velvet, so you’re his only source of it. He needs it to survive. But he’ll be happy to give some affection back! In fact, he’s very affectionate. He gives the best hugs and kisses!
~ Veneer’s very caring. He always makes sure you’re feeling okay both physically and mentally. If he senses that you may be the tiniest bit not okay, he’ll drop everything to be with you.
~ He’s a cuddler. He loves cuddles, he can’t get enough of them. If you two are ever just chilling alone, every time he ends up wrapping his arms and legs around you in a hug. And he will not let go for at least an hour.
~ Veneer spoils you so much. He probably buys more things for you than for himself. When you told him that you’re running out of room because of all the stuff he gives you, he seriously offered to buy you another house. There’s no way to stop the spoiling. Just bear with it.
~ He may not be able to stand up to Velvet for himself, but he won’t hesitate to stand up for you. Nobody, not even his sister, is allowed to be rude to you.
~ Veneer’s really good at comforting. It breaks his heart when you’re upset, so he uses everything in his power to make you happy again. He’ll talk to you, telling you that everything’s gonna be okay. Within a few minutes, you won’t even remember what you were sad about.
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~~baileypie-writes
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theroundbartable · 2 years
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Seriously, we could be so much more dramatic about periods.
"It may not be the full moon, but it's definitely time for bloodshed."
"Time to clean the battlefield."
Alternatively: "time for a cleansing ritual"
When someone asks: "you got a stomach ache?"
"yeah, that's my reoccuring internal bleeding acting up."
"It's been a rough couple of days. My insides kept me awake with their agony. The day passed in a blurr, as my body tried desperately to restore it's needed power. The exhaustion kept me bed ridden and restless."
"I need blood!!!!" (Very effective when you got anemia and like..... Take medicine to regulate your iron intake. Very recommendable. I got this vitamin juice. By the brand Amecke. It's just juice, but it's designed to help with anemia. The stuff actually looks like blood. Makes you seem like a Vampire.)
The read more under the cut is more like an explanation of this post, cause I know some people may not understand my intentions.
You may skip this part. But if you want to judge me on this post, please read my statement first:
Why would I turn period problems into a joke?
Actually, that's not what this is.
I'm making the topic publically useable in an environment where you feel like your period is a shameful topic and are too scared to address it directly.
Plus, it's fun and makes you look like a badass.
I got three brothers and the term "disgusting" has been used for periods in this household before, while we were younger.
My mom and I are the only ones with periods in this house, my mom never talked about this and I only learned about what it was, when my neighbour friend got them long before I did. (Late bloomer). So I often felt ashamed to have em. (I mean there is a reason nobody wanted to talk about it, right?) Or proud to have em late. Or scared that maybe the fact that I got em late was a sign for some kind of sickness that i also didn't want to question, because i thought I was being dramatic ( i was).
I wasn't very educated on it, as I wasn't on most things. We first discussed the topic in school, when I was 14. I don't really get why they started discussing it, after 90% had them already. Being prepared feels different.
Anyways, I didn't feel comfortable talking about it.
I was too ashamed to even buy period products in the store and had to ask my mom for them when she drove me to violin practice, cause i didn't want my brothers to hear.
Until one day my siblings and I kind of got on the topic for some reason. they started it I think. More as a roundabout way of mentioning that people had it. (I think it was about girls skipping swim class) And like in the, let's not mention there are people in this room who have them and who we could ask stuff.
And I think we started talking about belly pains. And eventually I said something like:
If you really think about this, periods happen, when one of your inner organs is shedding it's skin, so it could be considered internal bleeding. I'm literally experiencing being skinned from the inside. So it makes sense that it hurts.
For some reason that made the topic more interesting to them. More approachable. And less to be shamed for. And ultimately, more respected.
I'm not saying it's actually as serious as being skinned alive. But I feel like comparisons like these really hammer home how important it is to take periods seriously. To talk about them at all!
You wouldn't go to a soldier with actual internal bleeding and tell em to just "keep it in". You'd tell them to rest, get a friggin doctor if you're not sure how seriously they're hurt.
Maybe this is a bit of a gory way to talk about it. Not everyone is good about talking about stuff like that.
I just want to say, it can make it easier.
As someone who felt ashamed and scared of every natural change their body and mind ever went through, sometimes it's easier to use your preferred language to show how you feel.
Use metaphors you're comfortable with.
For me it's vampire and witch comparisons. It's gory language.
If you don't need this, that's fine. If you think it's too dramatic, also good.
But if you think it's fun and/or helpful, you're welcome :)
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averagetiger · 2 years
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Babies Deserve Custom T-Shirts and Apparel Too!
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Here is a clear announcement: parents love their own children. Ask any parent and they'll inform you that their child is unique, special, amazing, amazing, and so on. A mother's face lights up at the opportunity to gloat about her baby, and nothing produces a father happier than discussing his child's achievements. A excellent way for parents to show their pride is to create custom apparel to their own babies, toddlers and young children. Nobody knows their baby like they perform, so instead of buying yet another plain one piece out of the department store, why not create a custom made outfit that shows off babies' identity.
Employing an internet custom tshirt printing company, parents, grandparents, friends and also siblings can customize bodysuits, hoodies, t shirts, bibs, blankets and much more. Many websites today contain special effects such as glitter or flocking to enhance personal layouts. Once a personalized tshirt or accessory was arranged, it could be customized at home using decorative thread, sequins, and lots of accessories readily utilized in craft stores. Here are a few fantastic ideas I've put together for assessing baby clothes.
For Your PROUD PARENTS
Parents expect their kids will reflect their best qualities, therefore why don't you highlight baby's features with a tee shirt or even a brand new bib? Take it a step farther by ordering dad a shirt that simply says"old block" - that concept creates a excellent gift for dads day or xmas. Yet another of my favorites is"cute like mommy, drools like daddy" which may be ideal to get a bib or even a blanket. Proud parents also delight in making tshirts that show how much they really love their own kid; it's very simple to produce a custom"mommy's favorite girl" or perhaps a"dad's little fighter" top notch. The first time parents may also have fun with shirts such as"my mom is crazy and she has me to thank" or"I made daddy bald like me"
Straight back again to one of my initial things: every child is exclusive! If it's the baby is smiley and happy, a wiggle worm, crawling before his peers, grabbing everything in sight, either constantly ingestion, or you name it - custom t-shirts can help them express their style before they learn what to express themselves. With so many colours and types of apparel available, creating custom services and products for babies and toddlers may be fun and versatile.
A complete case in point is putting baby in a shirt which features a picture of a bottle also says"I beverage'til I pass " If designing for a cute baby boy, maybe a shirt which says"girls dig chubby thighs" or even"lock up your daughters" will be fitting. Yet another bothersome, albeit funny thing babies do would be shed their clothes. Whether this behavior sounds familiar, maybe an"I'd rather be naked" shirt would find a grin from additional savvy parents. If you find yourself constantly amused by what your baby does, take a cue from the comedy world and create a blanket or shirt with a microphone that says"thankyou personally, I'm here all night!"
FOR THOSE SPECIAL OCCASIONS
One of the easiest methods to personalize baby shirts is by simply remembering every one babies'"firsts" - first xmas, 1st birthday, etc.. A coordinated parent may cause custom apparel as little as a week in advance and have it ready for your occasion. Not only is it interesting for your baby to get now, it is also going to make a wonderful keepsake. When it's time for baby to spend their first night in the home, many parents will ask grandparents . This is a significant step up parenting and an honor for grand parents, and why not commemorate the occasion with a personalized t shirt.
Yet another momentous occasion for parents and small children is that the addition of another baby. An excellent solution to surprise family members is by simply making a top for your child who says"I will be a major sister/brother." This is likely to make your old child feel special and also help make them enthused about using a sibling. Whenever you're prepared to make your pregnancy statement, have your child wear the top for a fun and unique show.
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environmentalgay · 3 years
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Help Support an Artist!
Hi! My name is Jonah. I’m a queer disabled artist. I’m currently without a job so I thought I’d share some of my art! Within the next week there will be a whole line of 7 sea creatures up on my redbubble, along with some older designs.
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If art like this interests you, go check me out! 
https://www.redbubble.com/people/begreenjonah/shop?asc=u
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mdccanon · 2 years
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For everyone still talking about St Paddy's Day and they insist that they just wished Mainstream America spent money in black-owned business celebrating like they do for their holidays, let's take some lessons from those holidays and apply them for maximum Black success!
We have 40 days -- that's 11% of the calendar -- designated as Black American holiday time. Let's make that money!
Every profitable American holiday has:
1) About 6-8 cheap, disposable, plastic and paper trinkets and decor for people to wear or keep. Although Mardi Gras and St Patty's Day have a lot of great examples, the real leader for this would be a Chinese gift shop. So many tacky things for suburban women to buy as keepsakes for that one time they remembered the Chinese New Year before it passed!
2) An official alcohol, preferably for each holiday, like how we have eggnog for Christmas, champagne for New Years, and wines for Thanksgiving, and tequila for Halloween -- I googled it, lol -- but let's start with the easiest comparison: if Guinness is the preferred beer for celebrating a Catholic priest, what hard liquor best represents Rev. Martin Luther King, Jr?
3) Tacky clothes, preferably bastardized, stereotypical costume. The same red coat for Santa, and now even Grandma's ugly sweater has been commericalized, the same Leprechaun suit for Paddy's, the same Dracula, witch, and sheet ghost for Halloween. You get the idea. But we're really going to have to tell all of those sensitive liberals to calm down on that whole cultural appropriation thing, because we're not going to be able to sell nearly as many Harriet Tubman and Frederick Douglass themed costumes otherwise.
4) Sickeningly wholesome music that can be played on loop for days leading up to the main events, until every retail worker in America wants to scratch off their ears. We need bangers at the same level as "Proud to be an American", "All I Want for Christmas is You", "Feliz Navidad", " Still I Rise", " The Monster Mash", and "Auld Lang Syne" and we need them yesterday!
I too want Black businesses to cash in on the holiday craze, but ladies and fellas, we've got to do the heavy lifting to make this possible. We can't just expect White folks to make stereotypes FOR us. If we work together, I'm sure we can sterilize Black History Month, Kwanzaa, MLK Day, Rosa Parks Day, and Juneteenth of all that cultural, spiritual, and historical significance and package it down into an easily digestible, cartoonish costume that can be sold online and in bulk so corporate offices and parade planners can decorate on a tight budget.
And I know that you think that I'm being sarcastic, but honestly, let's just take a look at the Chinese and Jewish communities to see how it's done. Since nobody really cares to understand the cultures of either of those communities because it would damage the fragile self-importance of their Christian perspectives, they have had the privilege of being able to sell a simplistic red-and-gold and blue-and-white version of their cultures for a CENTURY... which has not only helped them raise a lot of cash for other endeavors, but after they are done giving Mainstream America a theme park tour of their cultures, they're able to simply celebrate the realistic and authentic version in the privacy of their homes. And they aren't the only ones! Do you think Norway, Denmark, and Sweden care that comic books made their pagan gods into superheroes? No way! They've been prepackaging every Viking and Thor related piece of content that they've made in the last 20 years and shipping it over here so they can collect that sweet, sweet cash with very little marketing needed. The entire Japanese economy is held together by the budget of the average American anime fan.
Don't you want that for us?
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tj-shmt · 3 years
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A Day of Curation
Unless its Wednesday, it should be around 11am right now when i get up. First things first, put in my headphones and go get some good music! Its Monday - time to listen to my Discover Weekly playlist, which Spotify usually tailors perfectly to my tastes.
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1. 🎶 SPOTIFY 🎶
Fun fact - this weeks "Discover Weekly" suggs. Usually I get the best music from there. I don't really recall the last time any of my friends really showed a song I didn't already know or was adequately good. Tho, I have to give Amelie some credit here, she constanly hits me with great Spanish tunes. (Also to Jasi and Safae which hit me up with some dope music from time to time) I mostly get inspiration from (sad to say but its true) tik tok or by randomly shazaming the world. I also really hate to limit myslfe to music i understand. On the contrary I LOVE LOVE LOVE music arround the world. Trust me i hear Tibetian Throat Singing to Russian Electro and even Islandic and Nativ American Tribal Music. To give you an impression of how important music consumption is for me:
Last Year i spent a total of 210 441 minutes on spotify alone. That is about 9 Hours a day. The average person uses Spotify for about 18 000 minutes a year. (My friend took the freedom to calculate how much money Spotify "looses" by my consumption. i pay $30 a year an Spotify gives $0,004891 per stream to the creator. An average of 3 minutes per song (70.000 streams) means spotify pays $342.37 to the creators. Thats $312.37 of deficit LOL)
Apart form that i cant really give Spotify a certain schedule when i listen to it cuz i listen to it all the time. During gaming, during coding, laundry, gym, work, class, before sleep. ✨Always✨
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2. 💬 WhatsApp 💬
There is nothing better than sleeping for an eternity while everyone is already awake for probably 4 or more hours, working! *laughs in privileged design student* Since everyone is already living its live while I still drool, I gotta get up to date in the morning. Before i even leave bed, i checke my messages there. Similar to Spotify, I use WhatsApp the whole day and can't really tell when I would not use it. Except, my phone is always on silent (casual zennial phone call phobia) meaning i wont notice anything while zoning out or gaming (which usualy is the same).
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3. 👨‍🏫 TEAMS 👩‍🏫
Yeah Yeah i can already hear it. "You wake up 5 minutes before class withouth breakfast or anything..." - bla bla bla. Yeah that is the case! I would usuly go on teams and enter the classroom, while preparing a breakfast (if you can call it breakfast after 12) sit down at my desk and listen to class. Causally everything that is too theoretical with music and whatsapp. Other classes that are interesting I`ll put my full attention to it.
But i hate teams in gerneral. Not cuz its sh**, no, usualy people that do their clases there have a weird way of using it. Finding material or looking up homeworks is such a struggle sometimes. (Props to you Kevin here, I have never seen anybody using teams in such a clean and struktured way than you do. Even tho you dont neccesarily use it as it was meant to be. (which might be the turning point on why its great))
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4. 📺 YouTube 📺
Yup YouTube is usually the place to go after (sometimes during (I NEVER SAID THAT!)) class.
Actually, YouTube is the place to go for me. Relaxation, Entertainment, knowledge - anything! After class I'd usually watch "Cut" or other channels that produce let's plays or entertainment of some sort.
But it's also THE place to go during coding. I rather listen to Lofi or (Slowed, Reverbed) Music that doesnt really distract me. ALSO, during coding watch A SH*TLOAD OF TUTORIALS, cuz I am proud selftaught Zennial. #BestOfBothWorlds
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5. 👨‍🍳 CHEFKOCH 👨‍🍳
I love to try new things and I constantly stalk the web for new recipes. Lately a lot of Asian and Vegan stuff. Chefkoch is the app to go where i also write down my own recipes to have them with me all the time. Great thing here is, i share this account with all my family members (currently 13, including my mom, aunts, other relatives). Great way to share the secret family recipes at any time!
(Cant recommend the recipe in the img, tho!)
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6.🏐 ADDIDAS TRAINING🏐
Unlike all my sporty friends that used to hit the gym before covid and not got lazy, I started to use Training Apps like Addidas Training with its free Workout plans. I use it regularly and am happy i finally found a way to stay sporty.
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7. ⌨️ VS CODE ⌨️
Its either Visual Studio Code, where I would code on my current project, or gaming. As mentioned above, I would get most of the inspiration from tutorials or using dev tools on different platforms.
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8. 🎤 DISCORD 🎮
I´ll use Discord as a general term for Gaming since I play a lot but many different games, tho, always use discord to communicate with my freinds while gaming.
A great place to share random BS with friends and talk about anything that comes to my mind. I spent most of the evenings on Discord with my friends. Always did, in fact. Maybe the reason why I don't really feel so affected by the pandemic. I am used to being separated from my friends since they live all over Germany or the world in general. I always enjoy Online Live Events WITH my friends.
For me the web as always been a "with" not an "alone", which is why I never understand why so may struggle with feeling "alone" on live events online. JUST GRAB A FRIEND AND DISCOVER IT ✨TOGETHER✨!
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9. 📼 DISNEY+ / NETFLIX 📼
Since I use both the same amount there is not thos or that. I never Really let anybody recommend me anything, cuz ... trust me, I WON'T watch it. IDK why that is, but I need a specific mood for each show. And nobody but myself can provide that. Probably why most ove the algorithms (esp Netflix) do not have an effect on me. I'm not in the mood for your ****, sorry!
Never the less, i periodically Binge a Series and then feel empty after it ended. Then i need some time to face reality again.
Funny tho, I binged Starwars Rebels on Disney+ and after it ended i just decide to buy 4 books on amazon that expand the story to starwars (#nerd i know). I will spend the next few months reading and probably not watching anything on both Streaming services.
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10. 🤤 TIKTOK 🌈
... YUP.... I grew up with vine ... but TikTok got me. And honestly I don't regret it. It's the perfect algorithm that constantly finds the best videos that feed my thirsty queer ass. I mean ...
LOOK AT THE IMG ABOVE. YES, give me more....!
Its prolly not good for my digital wellbeing or my mental health but do I care at the moment..? noooooo...
Just give me more of Starwars Parodies, Sleepwalkers, Best off's of streamers, Queer content (cuz its time this heteronormativity world is fed with it! and no i do not indentify as anyting, im just the + at the very far end!) and yeah, even some sexy content if the creator feels good about it.
AND DONT YOU GIVE ME THAT SIDE EYE OF JUDGEMENT HERE - WE ALL THIRST FROM TIME TO TIME!
TOODLES!
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r0sybee · 4 years
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[sees "CEO of Loving Mammon" and fuckin SPRINTS to ur inbox] hey what if MC actually did set up some kind of Mammon fanclub, even if MC is the only member? I'm cracking up just imagining Mammon seeing them in a shirt that says "president of the Mammon fanclub"
Loving Mammon Fanclub Headcanons
You totally start a club bc of how much you love Mammon and you want him to know
You are literally the only member
But hey at least you got a sick shirt
You designed the shirt yourself, on the back is says STAFF in bold and under that is a giant picture of Mammon, on the front is says CEO on the top left with the same picture just smaller
You have 49 more copies of the shirt in your room (cause the CEO one is for you, duh)
It doesn't matter how you got 50 of the same shirt, don't worry about it
So, the best business plan to get rid of the 49 shirts in your room is to sell them, Mammon would be so proud of your idea
Small problem, if you left the house of Lamentation by yourself, you'd probably get eaten, so where's the best place to set up shot, well the main entry way of the house of course!
As soon as someone comes in the front door they'll see you, and your 49 shirts you have for sale
You have one of those cheep fold out table and chair, this is basically a lemonade stand
"All money goes to paying Mammon's debt"
The first one to come across your Lemonade Loving Mammon stand was Asmo, and he had a thing to say, "MC nobody is going to buy those shirts for two reasons, 1. What are you a camp counselor? 2. I'm pretty sure you're the only person that likes Mammon." "I don't like him, I LOVE him." Fake sob, fake sob, fake sob
But you really do love Mammon
Levi comes around just to announce his post to you, "LMFAO Mammon's partner is a real SIMP!!1!!!1!11!1!1!1!1!!!!11!1!1!1!1 They are not gonna sell any MERCH #imnotbuying #campcounselor"
"Is Asmo talking about me?"
Levi just leaves without responding
Lucifer comes by and you try to convince him to make your Mammon loving club an actual RAD club, "How many members do you have MC?" "Two" "Me and you, Luci" "I'm not joining your club, have a nice day" "Noooooo fake sob fake sob" "Did you actually just say fake sob?"
Everyone is talking about you being "as stupid as Mammon" but that's just bringing more customers baby!!!!
Satan is the next to bring you a visit, "MC are you mentally okay? Do you need to go to the doctors? I thought you were smarter than this" "I am 100% okay, I'm kinda sad tho" "...why?" "Nobody is buying my merch." "Don't worry, somebody will... But not me."
Can you get a FAKE SOB in chat bros
Beel comes by, oh sweet Beel, kind Beel, "Beel please just take a t-shirt, I will give you anything I just need a sale" "Can you make me cookies?" "Yes I will make them from scratch! Here take this shirt"
Beel burries that shirt in his closet, never to be seen again
Belphie really do be napping tho and doesn't come to the Lemonade Loving Mammon Stand (also I haven't freed Belphie yet so idrk know him so ya boi isn't gonna write him)
And your favorite brother, the one and only, #2 in your pamphlet but #1 in your heart, THE GREAT MAMMON!!!!!!!! "What's all this?" He was totally blushing "Its a whole story, first it was because I love you SO much, so I started a club, and made a t-shirt design, but after I ordered 50 shirts, I realized I'm the only one in the club, the only reasonable thing to do was to sell the extra money" He just kinda stood there processing everything you just, "First off, I love ya too, and fyi you're so hot when you make money schemes. How many sales did you make?" "None... :(" "How dare anyone not buy anything from MY human" "Well, more Mammon shirts for me!!!!!"
Mammon took one of the shirts for himself and paid you in kisses, but the rest of the shirts are yours
On family movie night both of you wear your matching shirts and everyone calls you two gross, "What are you? An old person couple?"
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afoxysunny · 4 years
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Stingy as Vault
I went through a couple options what Miraculous to give Stingy and in the end settled on the Turtle, Wayzz. Now you might be a little confused and inclined to ask "but wait, you already gave Jives the turtle?? Did you forget that or are xou redconning it??" and I'd say, very well observed but trust me, it'll all make sense in due time
Stingy, just like in Lazytown canon, is the kind of kid who will not share anything unless he has to and prioritizes his own gain over basically everything and everyone else. Granted, in the show it's mostly played for laughs but that is not what a superhero is made of. Lucky Bug and Pitch Serval are very clearly advised to choose people they can trust with their own and the lives of their family and friends. Due to him behaving like a total selfish dick he does in fact not get to choose a Miraculous together with all the other teens in the friendgroup.
I'll go a little more in depth how it happens in the story section of this post but for now just know he eventually ends up getting the Turtle Miraculous from Jives
Here's what i referenced while drawing him
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I swear, while drawing i looked at a seaturtle that had a yellow, brown, green and blue pattern on its shell but that miraculously (haha) is the only pic i couldn't find again while making these collages for you; but anyway
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Design Notes:
Suit and tie vibe - it was never even an option to pull Stingy's outfit away from suit and tie territory so i gave him a vest as that looks basically like the shell bodx of a turtle anyway, he got those fabulous scale like suit shoes i found and the patches on his knees and elbowy are supposed to resemble the patches often sewn on suit jackets. He's just fancy like that
Shield - this was one of the spontaneous ideas that made me certain i wanna give him the Turtle Miraculous. Because of his wealth based priorities the usually simple shell like shield gets a yellow rim and a giant 1 on top of the design to look like a coin
Miraculous Power, Shell-ter - usually this power manifests as a dome like shape around the heroes to protect them from attacks. Strangely when Stingy uses it it changes its form completely. Because to him nothing is safer than a safe so it's not rount at all but instead a cube with one big hexagon on the front side, ya know, like thw door of a vault
Hair - slicked back hair not only fit well to represent a turtle but also
I honestly don't have a lot more to say here, it all fell pretty naturally into place once i settled on the theme
Reasoning:
Canon Stingy essentially runs on one of two modes, all for one or one for all
Either i want all the things and the best of the best, every thing needs to belong to me there is no debating it, i don't care about anybody else, all is mine, every thing and sometimes even people
Or all things suck, nothing is worth anything without my friends, all i want is my friends and nothing but my friends
And i wanted to include both sides of him
Story:
Stingy lucked out pretty hard with his suoer rich family, at least when it comes to possessions; personality wise, not so much. Being mostly around his parents he grew up to be very selfish as he was used to getting whatever he wanted. With Sportacus never moving into town Stephanie and the other kids were the only possitive influence he had but it didn't work wonders. Sure, they all are good friends but mostly just because they grew up together and that unites people. Overall, he is the friend in the group that nobody really understands how they became friends with but they like him and he likes them so nobody questions it.
But. When Álfurildi entrusted Lucky Bug and Pitch Serval to gather allies he was very certain to make absolutely sure the two understood how important it is to choose people they can trust. Trust to always have their backs and maybe even trust with their own lives and the lives of everyone in town.
When the duo explained the Miracle Box to their friends and told them to pick a Miraculous Stingy was overwhelmed by the shiny opportunity and immediately wanted them all for himself. He offered to buy the rest because they said one for each. Lucky Bug and Pitch Serval look at each other and the decision is made. No Miraculous for Stingy. He's just too unreliable, too unfocused, too selfish to be a hero in their team.
Offended to be the only one excluded he goes to pout. But not far away. He stays nearby to pout to make sure his friends can see him clearly so maybe they'll feel bad. They don't. He ends up "coincidentally" showing up to all their training sessions with cool expensive things only he has to pout some more.
One day the team of heroes is in mids of battle (second or maybe even first actual battle against the not yet very defined antagonist) when their protector Grinding Turtle, aka Jives, collapses like he's infamously known for. With him his Shell-ter breaks down and Spectra, aka Pixel, has to quickly jump to pick up his friend and bring him out of the fight. That's when Stingy, who has been nervously watching all this time, jumps into action himself. Snatching the Turtle Bracelet away from his unconscious friend he transforms into the new turtle themed superhero. He can't bear watching his friends lose this fight and so he had to take this chance as he saw it. Now or never. With a fresh Shell-ter powered by the very confident and determined Stingy they get a chance to regroup and turn this fight around.
After the battle, now that all his friends are safe again, he of cause refuses to give back the Miraculous to the rightful owner. Jives, by now awake again, looks a little lost at Lucky and Pitch. They exchange a few meaningful glances, then nod. Stingy can keep the Turtle Miraculous and Jives just has to pick a new one.
Name:
I'm sure it's obvious by now but I'll add it anyway.
In this moment of desperation, where Stingy's actions for the first time are not fueled by simply wanted to have a Miraculous but instead wanting to protect his friends the Shell-ter takes on the unusal cube-ish form of a giant safe. Because that's what Stingy needed in the moment, something unbreakably secure around his friends.
That's when someone asks in confusion "a safe?" and the ever confident know-it-all Stingy goes "actually, it's a vault, and it's mine!" super proud of himself he then decides to keep the name Vault for himself
Damn, look at you, reading all those words. Thank you so much for your attention and i hope it made sense and that you enjoyed it
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Like brother like sister / it runs in the family-
"Alec?" Magnus was staring at him, He had dispached the remaining Iblis demons, and the square was empty but for the two of them. "Did you just- did you just save my life?"
Alec knew he ought to say something like, of course, because I'm a Shadowhunter and that's what we do, or That's my job. Jace would have said something like that. Jace always knew the right thing to say. But the words that actually came out of Alec's mouth were quite different- and sounded petulant, even to his own ears.
"You never called me back," he said. "I called you so many times and you never called me back."
The Mortal Instrument #3: City of Glass
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"Hi Izzy."
"You're, uh, probably wondering what I'm doing here." It wasn't like her to sound so uncertain.
Simon nodded.
"You never called me," she said. "I saved you from getting decapitated by an Eidolon demon, and you didn't even call."
Tales from the Shadowhunter Academy #6: Pale Kings and Princes
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Alec only has eyes for one-
“Alec!”
“Do you tell me all your secrets, Izzy?”
Isabelle paused. “No,” she said in a softer voice. “But I’ll tell you one now. Of all the men standing in line for my attention, Simon may be my favorite.”
Alec looked across hedgerows, glowing green in the cool Italian evening, and white marble statues to Magnus, who was striking poses in imitation of the statues. Shinyun could not smile, but Alec thought she must want to. Nobody could help liking Magnus.
“All right,” Alec said. “Of all the men standing in line for my attention, Magnus is definitely my favorite.”
Isabelle squealed in outrage. Alec grinned.
The Eldest Curses #1: The Red Scrolls of Magic
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“We can’t be all business all the time,” said Lily, who was seldom all business for five minutes. “So, who do you think is hot?” When Alec stared at her, she said: “We’re on a bro road trip! We’re meant to share secrets. You said not Jem. So who?"
Alec shook his head at a faerie trying to sell them charmed bracelets, though she insisted they were real charms and really charming. When Alec asked about the disappearances, the faerie’s eyes widened, but she didn’t know any more than Juliette.
“Magnus is hot,” Alec said finally, as they went on their way.
Lily rolled her eyes. “Wow, you and Monogamous Bane make me tired."
Ghosts of the Shadow Market #7: The Land I Lost
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I'm so so proud of you, Alec-
He knew Alec enough by now to know the conflicting impulses that warred in him. He was conscientious, the kind of person who believed that the others around him were so much more important than he was, who already believed he was letting everybody down. And he was honest, the kind of person that was naturally open about all he felt and wanted. Alec's virtues had made a trap for him; these two good qualities had collided painfully. He felt he could not be honest without disappointing everyone he loved. It was a hideous conundrum for him. It was as if the world had been designed to make him unhappy.
The Bane Chronicles #8: What To Buy The Shadowhunter Who Has Everything
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"Look, son, you can't think there's any future in this," he said, "Not with a Downworlder, or a man. I- I understand you feel like you have to be true to yourself, but sometimes it's best to be wise and take a different path even if you feel- feel tempted. I don't want your life to be more difficult than it has to be. You're so young, and you don't know what the world is really like. I don't want you to be unhappy."
Alec stared at him.
"What about lying is supposed to make me so happy? I wasn’t happy before. I’m happy now."
"How could you be?"
"Telling the truth makes me happy," Alec said. "Magnus makes me happy. I don’t care if it’s difficult."
The Eldest Curses #1: The Red Scrolls of Magic
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A lot of people were acquainted with him through his prolific participation in News & Politics, but to me Aaron was always an author, one half of the team behind Hybrid Theory. That fic was a bastion of creativity, drama, and wry humor; a ludicrous and ambitious premise, played gloriously straight. It provided me with much-needed hope and entertainment in years past. His death comes as a punch in the gut, and takes the wind of optimism out of my sails.
I never knew him well, and now I never will. Rest in peace, Aaron. The world is lessened by your absence from it.
-orm Ember
I didn't want to write this. 
Not just for the obvious reasons, that nobody likes to say goodbye to a friend like this. I didn't want to make this about me, because it isn't about me. I wanted to say something about him, to tell his story, to express the tiniest part of the loss I feel in a way others could understand. 
But I came to realise that it wasn't for me to tell his story. I can't. That story was for him to tell, and unfortunately, he cannot. The only story I have to tell is the story of us. So that's what I'll do. 
I met Aaron Peori when we were both new in high school, about twenty-five years ago. Glace Bay High was the tenth of the eleven schools that I attended in my eleven years of schooling, and so by then I was almost as well-practiced in "meet new friends" as I was in "meet the new local pack of bullies". Walking home, I noticed one guy about my age that always walked alone, reading a book. In other words, a fellow nerd, a weirdo, an outcast. Like me. After a couple of days of spotting this lone reading fellow, he happened to be reading a book by Christopher Pike, an author I also had books by. That was, as the saying goes, an opening.
"Hey, isn't that a Christopher Pike book?" I asked this stranger, casually, as if I hadn't already known.
He looked up at me, not even showing any surprise that some weirdo had walked up and asked about the book his nose was in. "Yes," he said, peering at me owlishly from behind his glasses, then after a moment added, "He's a good author."
By the time we reached home that day, we were already good friends. From that point on, in fact, we were virtually inseparable, aided by the fact that he lived almost literally in my backyard.
From the very beginning, we were creative collaborators. At first, we were using GI Joes and a few other toys in elaborate setpiece dioramas that spanned his house's enclosed front porch, and sometimes spilled out to occupy part of the year as well. Factions, sacrifices, betrayals, and no doubt embarassing-in-retrospect dialogue were all a part of those first afternoons and weekends.
I think he first got a copy of the Marvel Super Heroes RPG from his cousin. Before I'd met him, Aaron and his cousin had both been drawing their own comics about a space-based superhero team called Sonis. Now, with a tool that you could use tell stories about superheroes, and rules to arbitrate - our new great dioramas were ones made of words, not toys. I quickly made my own "expanded universe", about a group of mercenary superheroes called Heroes For Hire. 
At that point, what turned out to be a very long-lasting pattern was set. Aaron was the GM, and I was the player. Aaron created the worlds, and I lived the characters in them. He did want me to be the GM sometimes (it's more fun being the player!), but I was always uncomfortably aware how much better at it he was than me, and so I felt intimidated to pit my own lesser stories against the epics he created.
As time went on, another pattern that would be long-lasting emerged: Aaron and I's stories became vastly greater in scope. He rewrote the resolution system of the game to account for much higher power levels than the original design used (Ochre feats!), and eventually we dispensed with the rules altogether, playing completely free-form with no set rules and only the occasional dice roll. I learned to handle multiple characters at once, and bored at the success easily reached by my insanely overpowered characters, learned to find more fun in getting them in trouble instead. Aaron learned to handle the narrative challenges faced by trying to craft stories about protagonists who had literal "I win" powers, and weren't very likeable to boot.
Very little of Heroes For Hire would be something I wouldn't be embarassed to show off today, but my former internet nom de guerre "Blade" comes from the most central and overpowered character of those days.
About a year before I left Cape Breton, Aaron and I discovered two things of lasting consequence: anime, via his having a comic adaptation of the movie "Project A-ko" in his huge box of comics that I would regularly raid, and fanfiction, which I had been introduced to via USENET by another friend of mine, Mark MacIsaac. After I left, Aaron had more free time, and thus he started writing a story that combined two of his favourite things: the then-popular anime Ranma 1/2, and Star Wars. 
Aaron wrote prolifically, longhand on sheaths of paper, in his inscrutable and typo-laden scrawl. My role in those first stories, for all they were credited under both our names, was just to type these up and edit them - but that wasn't a small task, to be fair. I can type 60wpm despite still pecking with two fingers instead of touch-typing, a skill that dates to those early manuscripts. 
That level of collaboration, though, wasn't enough. Soon we took to role-playing games again, and I took on various Ranma characters in lengthy phone conversations where he was once again the DM. Those games formed several of the plots for Ranma: Curse of Darkness, and the entirety of the plot of Kyoto Chronicles (sadly never actually finished), along with other stories both Ranma and non that never made it to the internet. Again, he would write the scripts and I would type them up, now with more creative control and editing. 
The time came when we once again lived in the same city, able to really collaborate with both of us writing scenes. All of this finally culminated in Hybrid Theory, our longer-than-Lord-of-the-Rings magnum opus, and something we were both pretty proud of despite the various flaws and that we totally botched poor Rei's character arc.
After writing something like that, we were sure, it would be easy to write something for professional publication. But unfortunately, it never came to be. Circumstances separated us again, several promising projects got stalled after a few chapters, and then the grinding workload he faced at his job hurt his ability to write consistently.
But Aaron never stopped writing fanfiction. His mind never stopped working. Most of what he wrote was "junk" in his words, and he wouldn't even show it to me, but he was still thinking up stories and worlds and his favourite thing of all: elaborate fight scenes. He once told me he could write in any series, no matter how crappy or derivative, "as long as the main characters can run up walls".
It frustrates me that I cannot prove to anyone here how brilliant Aaron was, because that brilliance was hidden behind the various flaws in his prose style. His prospensity for typos never did much improve, though he could at least spellcheck stuff he wrote on a computer rather than longhand. He never got hung up like me searching for the exact right word, and so he often just used the same words over and over. For those that read his last work, I can only explain that I took out a ton of "snaps" - "snapped her head back", "snapped his wrist forward", "the snake snapped out" and yet there are STILL that many in there. I was going to do a much more thorough editing pass when it was finished. 
But that is all surface-level. Where Aaron excelled was in his vision for a setting and story. He could take the ridiculous and make it somehow sublime - indeed, he often challenged himself with making ridiculous or cliche concepts work. He could keep track of a million dancing pieces and know precisely which should enter the stage, and from where. It's not that I didn't contribute meaningfully to our collaborative efforts, but I often felt like a child with crayons colouring in the lines of a sketch by Da Vinci. Even if my colouring was good, it wasn't the masterpiece.
His players knew, though. Another habit Aaron kept for the rest of his life was GMing (though he enjoyed playing, when the opportunity was afforded to him), even if he couldn't do it as much in recent years. Aaron was a masterful GM, able to coax out strong story arcs and dramatic moments from players of any skill level, able to make NPCs that the players hated or loved or both, able to coax rambunctious player parties into dramatic clashes and events that never felt railroaded. But perhaps even more than that, he was a master of making game rules work for him instead of against him. Aaron loved role playing game rules: one of his primary hobbies and uses of his spare cash was to buy new gamebooks, even if he never planned to use them for a game. He'd devour them, expertly analyse their strengths and flaws, modify and house-rule them to his liking, and even a notoriously tricky game to GM like Exalted flowed smoothly in his hands.
His set of replacement Dragonblooded charms are still the best and most flavourful charmset ever made for them. And he always maintained that the best game system to run Star Wars with was the pulp action game Adventure! - which was the very last game I'd play with him. He was, as always on these matters, completely correct.
In another world, even with the problems we had, I'm sure Aaron could have been a published author. The problem, if problem it was, was that Aaron's prolificness stemmed from his own joy in writing and creating. Ultimately, if he was more interested in writing about a magical self-insert Sakura than he was in something "professional", then that's what he did. He took note of criticism and changed things if he got it, but ultimately the only critic whose opinion he internalised was himself. He wrote because he enjoyed writing. If somebody else enjoyed what he did, great. If nobody did, he'd write anyway.
Aaron and I were so close that my father asked me if we were gay once. We weren't - I'm straight, and he was (unknowingly at the time) asexual. But we loved each other anyway. We had the kind of easy camraderie and understanding where we could nostalge and talk for hours upon hours, week upon week, and never get bored even when we didn't have really anything to talk about. We were never bored of each other's company. From that very first day we met, we understood each other in ways that nobody else ever did, or ever would. I never pictured my life without Aaron in it. I was going to be a writer, I knew at 15 years old, with Aaron. I was going to move back to Canada someday - and live near Aaron. 
There is a hole, and it cannot be filled. It hurts, and it will always hurt. And yet I am greater for having it. It is unthinkable to wish that I didn't have it. My life without Aaron is unthinkable. I'll have to think of it, maybe another day, but not yet.
Aaron's last few years were difficult in some ways. He stuck in a predatory, horrible job that left him perpetually sick and exhausted, the only thing in the 25 years I knew him that actually forced him to stop writing and GMing for any length of time. He was too proud to take help, too tired to look for an alternative. He nearly died of a perforated ulcer a few years ago, and that added "chronic pain" to his ailments, and being him, he would only take painkillers when it became unbearable. It was unsustainable, we knew it, but he was always reaching for that promotion that would finally bring the shorter hours he had been asking for. In the meantime, he'd always say "Don't worry about me, I'm fine." I wish he had been right.
And yet.
In those same years, Aaron discovered himself. He discovered that he wasn't the strange not-wanting-sex freak he had grown up thinking he was, that there were many people like him out there. He got in touch with the emotions he had suppressed within himself due to a traumatic childhood experience, and while he sometimes had difficulty handling his newfound sadness (he was striken by grief like I'd never seen over the death of his grandfather) or anger (political topics were verboten in our conversations over the last few years), I believe that for all the pain and overwork and lack of creative output he was still in some ways never happier than he was these last few years.
He told me once that he wanted to find a partner of either gender, who didn't need or didn't want sex, but could be with him and hold him close when he needed it. I cried, and told him I knew he could find someone once he was out of that job. He deserved it. He deserved that happiness too.
This forum (although not solely) had a lot to do with him discovering himself, and that is why I felt I had to post about him here. You meant more to him than you know, and to some of you, though I don't know your names, I owe a debt I can never repay. Whoever you are, thank you so much. You helped him in a way I couldn't. The joy and hope of his last years came from the help you gave him.
And that's the end of the story of us. Aaron was exhausted, pushing himself beyond what he ever should have - now, at least, he can rest. Aaron was in pain, but now the pain is gone. There was nothing good or right or kind or acceptable about it, but it can't be changed, it can't be helped. 
Goodbye, Aaron. I love you. Thank you for writing stories with me.
-Chris Mcneil addressing sufficient velocity forums
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