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tea-cat-arts · 11 months
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Your rant about honkai's characters looking generic when compared to WfM's character designs (which i fucking love too) reminded me how a while back genshintwt accused honkai's male characters of all looking the same and honkaitwt lost their fucking mind, and as much as I love our honkai bois I'm not going to sit here and pretend their designs are revolutionary (especially since they made Carole's mom look more masculine than 80% of the male designs they've created, and I still haven't forgotten Kiana describing Himeko as a "valkyrie with beefy arms", what a joke)
Genshintwt accused honkai men of all looking the same???? Genshin???? The fandom that lusts after the 20 dudes with almost the exact same body type/shape and absolutely looses their minds over the slightest bit of muscle/booba???? Oh that's hilarious.
Like, the honkai men also look pretty similar for the most part (minus Siegfried and sometimes Welt depending on who drew him). I just think that's a bit of the pot calling the kettle black there.
But ya, hoyo has a running problem with describing characters bodies as one way and just... not modeling it. Aside from the Himeko example you brought up, there's also a bunch of characters going up to Kevin and going "woah! You look so athletic," Baizhu being described as looking sickly, Beidou being described as tall and buff, Ganyu gaining weight easily... I'm pretty sure there's more instances, these are just the ones I remember off the top of my head. Idk man, I just feel like if your fandom is surprised that one of your main characters is canonically scrawny, there's a bit of a design problem
The whole thing just makes me find Witch from Mercury's character designs incredibly refreshing. It's just nice to see a series that takes a pretty typical anime art style and use it to depict so many of the different ways people can look.
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flamboyant-king · 14 days
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i put pokemon card mystery packs on my etsy just now. just a stack of bulk from my year of collecting pokemon cards. i'll be turning in a bunch of bulk to the card shops, but I thought wouldnt it be fun to make my own mystery packs? i always loved goodie bags, grab bags, blind bags, and gacha. its a thrill of opening something and getting something unexpected more than the items themselves.
altho getting a $100 card is pretty neat. Here's the link if you're interested~ https://www.etsy.com/listing/1717302949/pokemon-tcg-bulk-mystery-goodie-pack-of
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maiamaiden · 2 months
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p4 tag is like 60% souyo and 40% persona 5
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spotsupstuff · 11 months
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Do you think Sun stims? Like tapping pens or drumming his fingers? I dunno he gives me tism vibes~
i suppose it depends on which Suns we are thinkin. the canonical one? that motherfucker is so fuckin strange, they could do literally whatever apeshit bullshit and i wouldn't be surprised. if you told me they do headstands as a form of stimming, i'm accepting it. they do headstands for stim purposes now. cool, neat, nifty, good for 'em, one of those would kill me
and My personal take on Suns is...
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they are kinda lethargic. i think producing the extra energy to stim would straight up kill 'em
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monty-glasses-roxy · 16 days
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Oh yeah I found a song that covers the current scenarios in my brain pretty well. It's Black Sheep by Poor Man's Poison. Roxy singing that is basically what's going on for her right now, even the music genre is right lmao
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tasmanianstripes · 1 year
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I don't think I will ever stop being bitter about backrooms going from an actually interesting horror concept to SCP Foundation But Worse
Call me a purist but the current state of this concept is boring, was done so much better many times before and the only thing it's really good for is an occasional game or two
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ariesbilly · 1 year
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the Duffer brothers said the reason it had to Eddie was because he had a very different relationship with Dustin then Steve or the party did. Eddie is extremely Affectionate towards Dustin in a way that none of the other characters are which means a lot to Dustin because he’s a very sensitive and emotional kid who has low self esteem, so what Dustin will really be mourning in Season 5 is the loss of the only person he ever felt like he could be vulnerable with which will force him to become closed off, cold and angry
sounds like a load of made up bullshit but yall live your lives
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hybridshadowz · 1 year
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HAPPY MIKU DAYYYY! Keep on slaying queeennnnn~☆
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cannibalcreeps · 2 years
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What kind of music do you listen to?
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Mostly just Ghost 99% Ghost But also Rock, Metal, Indie and sprinkle in a few rap or pop But usually always Ghost Will listen to Insane Clown Posse, AJR, Mother Mother, Rob Zombie and others as well though Here, my Spotify Link be warned, it's like 90% Ghost
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void-tiger · 2 years
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Pro: for “fattening up The Bird” purposes, I really can’t argue with $1/box
Con: …my GOD is this chewy. Did not cook in 5 minutes. I’m Still not convinced this is fully cooked.
Ah well. Merlin’s not gonna care. Merlin don’t know pasta. To Merlin this is either gonna be “t’anks, ma!” or “EW, ma” or “tF iS tHIS?! gET iT aWAY!?!!”
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attractthecrows · 2 months
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im ngl there are some ships i see yall fussing about that are clearly only a Big Deal because they're both boys
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juuheizou · 2 months
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thinking about mutsuki tipsy in the kitchen on halloween night trying to make cupcakes in a sexy costume that activates something *deep* within his soul
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toxicrevolver · 6 months
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✨️When you get this ask you have to put 5 songs you listen to, post it, then send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (positive vibes are cool)🎶✨️
Have 5 songs I’m listening to on repeat currently (in no particular order)
I am You - P1Harmony
RODEO - WayV
The Rizzness - Taemin
Fact Check - NCT 127
Simulation - Oneus
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I had a dream
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deadsetobsessions · 2 months
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Alley Drunk!Danny AU- Part 3
[Pt.1] [Pt.2] [Pt.4]
“Have you considered anger management classes?”
The Batman turned sharply, cape flaring out as he raised his weary fists in preparation for another fight. Only to pause, as he caught sight of a bedraggled man leaning against the pockmarked, water worn, Gotham variety stone of the abandoned post office. Non-hostile. Scent of booze, not strong enough to be fresh, but prominent enough for him to clock the stranger as a habitual drinker. Young. Sympathy softened Batman’s stance. Still, Batman kept his guard up. Good thing Robin was benched, he was off his game today if he hadn’t noticed the young man.
“Nevermind. You run around as a bat. Clearly anger management classes aren’t on your to do list.”
“What do you want.”
He’s young. Not as young as Robin, but… enough that it made Batman gentle his approach. The young man pushed away from his spot, fearlessly slouching towards him. Casual. Unafraid. How curious. Even Gothamites were wary around him, correctly assuming and witnessing his takedowns of Gotham’s Underbelly.
“You do this a lot, don’t you?” The bedraggled young man asked, head tilted neutrally at the bodies strewn around the Batman.
“Hm.”
“Why do you never swing by Crime Alley?”
Batman’s guard faltered at the blunt question, but he regained it quickly.
“I do.”
“You don’t.” The man disagreed amiably. He reached down towards the victims but Batman grabbed his arm in an iron hold before he could rifle through their belongings. The young man laughed and pulled back agreeably. “Is it classism, why you avoid us? The poor isn’t good enough to deserve protection from Gotham’s knight?”
“No. I do this for Gotham. All of Gotham.”
“…Well, there’s always room for improvement, I guess?”
The stranger pulled back and broke Batman’s hold, which had the vigilante sharply focusing onto the man. The stranger was strong, despite how skinny and starved he looked. Few people could casually break his hold and tonight, he added one more to the tally.
“You should tell your sponsor to look into creating job opportunities in Crime Alley. The problem isn’t actually the crooks,” the man told the vigilante, gesturing around them. “That’s just the symptoms. The actual problem is the poverty.”
“I know.”
“And yet, you still avoid Crime Alley.”
“Who are you.”
The man began walking away, throwing a dry “The Crime Alley Drunk, apparently,” behind his shoulder. When Batman took to the roofs to track him, the man had thoroughly slipped away.
“Agent A, did you catch that?”
“Yes, Batman. It appears you’ve gotten the wool pulled over your cowl by a rather mysterious youngster.”
Batman heard a younger snort of laughter. Robin. Who was supposed to be doing homework.
“Please stop making fun of me.” Batman sighed half heartedly.
“Not on your life, B.” Robin chirped.
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“Ya talked ta Batman?!” Jason crowed at him, excited. Danny had done as promised and met him at the chili dog stand at the correct time, which increased his credibility in Jason’s eyes.
“Sure did. He knocked out like, five guys by himself. It was pretty cool.”
“Fuckin’ woah.”
“Right?” Danny smiled tiredly at the kid. He stayed up all night to pull his shit together, and outright bought an apartment for them to stay in. That safe had a lot of cash, after all. “Come on, kid. We’re heading back to base but before that, we gotta pick up a few things.”
“Like what?” Jason asked suspiciously.
“Like curtains in the color you like, groceries, and blankets and bedding, and general cleaning stuff.” Danny ticked off a finger per item.
“We killin’ someone?”
“What? No!”
“Ya said general cleaning stuff!” Jason defended himself. The raggedy kid peered at Danny cautiously, and brightened when Danny only snorted in amusement.
“Oh my ancients, you Gothamites. No, those are for like, actual cleaning. You know, for the apartment I just got you.”
Danny missed the burn of booze, but when Jason looked at him like the child he’s supposed to be had Gotham’s streets never laid its claim on him, Danny didn’t want to fail the kid.
Even if the kid thought he was buying chemicals to clean up a body. He’s the son of two mad scientists, he knows how to get rid of a body, obviously. As if he’d need chemicals to begin with, honestly. His ghost powers are quite versatile.
“An apartment?”
“Yep. It’s shitty, but it’s got all the utilities and I kind of miss having warm water to shower with.”
Jason straightened and trotted alongside the Alley Drunk with a little more purpose. People avoided them. Danny lead the kid to the apartment, handing him a key and letting him explore the sparsely decorated place.
“So, first thing’s first. You go shower. Then, we’ll go shopping for clothes, register you for school, get your school supplies, and grab some lunch. Not necessarily in that order, but ya know. And cleaning supplies.” Danny grinned.
Jason whipped his head around from where he was closely inspecting the windows for insulation- like Danny would let the actual kid live somewhere with drafty windows- and spluttered. Hope, fear, uncertainty battled across Jason’s face as he tried to say something. Danny watched Jason open and close his mouth several times before he finally managed to whisper something.
“I- I c’n go to school?”
“Yes. You are, in fact, legally required to do so, Jason.”
A pause as the kid grapples with the idea, of something he didn’t think he’d ever get to do. A grin bloomed over his face as he realized Danny’s sincerity.
“Then what are we waitin’ for?!”
“For you to shower. C’mon grubby, the shower’s that way. Towels are in the cabinet, and there’s some extra clothes in here,” Danny tossed Jason the plastic bag of clean kid’s clothes he bought from Gotham’s version of Walmart, a store that somehow had the energy of a Tesco and a Denny’s parking lot.
“Fuc- I mean- yeah! On it!”
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Clearing out the drafts- feel free to continue ^^
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chrollohearttags · 3 months
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reiner braun is a man that knows everything! Not some Ivy League scholar or Harvard graduate but he was so smart. He’s the man that could easily identify four different types of cows whilst in passing if you see a pasture full of cows…even when the average person wouldn’t think of such a thing! “Well let’s just say I have a lot of experience..” He’s the man that could hear your car make the slightest sound and tell you what the issue is before you even have time to pop the hood.. “..you know that transmission is gonna go at any time..park that thing until I have time to fix it.” Hell, he could even tell you what a variety of herbal medicines that can be mixed in the event that you can't get to a pharmacy or otherwise. He could look at a plant and tell you if it were poisonous or if it could be useful. “..sorry, I know this stuff seems weird. I grew up on a farm with eight other kids and we were taught real young how ta’ search for herbs and stuff.” But perhaps the thing that he was most knowledgeable on..were all matters pertaining to your body. Sometimes, it seemed as if he knew them better than you knew yourself. He knew the things that made you tick, that turned you on and what made you fall apart in his grasp. Reiner could sense when you were needy..tensing up and whimpering at the slightest touch. He knows that you need to be placed in his lap and fingered slowly..in no rush to go anywhere and taking all the time in the world to bring you to your peak. His fingers bent right at your hilt as he shoved them knuckle deep and pressed that sensitive core. He can sense when you need that pretty little brain shut off and to be brought to a gushing orgasm.. “..keep yer’ legs parted, baby and I promise I’ll take care of you..” and he knows when you’re having a bad day and although he wants to handle you with the utmost care, he knows what you need more than anything, is a rough fuck. To be pounded into the mattress with a hand to the back of your neck and that plump ass ricocheting against him. Making you grasp the sheets and scream his name. Until the only tears you were crying were those of pure pleasure. Begging him to go deeper so that you couldn’t feel anything but him deep within you. Inflicting small amounts of pain in between just to really get you excited. That tightness swelling around him and you leaving all of your frustrations on those silk bed linens in a pool of juices. He knows you’re not going to stop, even if you’re overstimulated so he slows his strokes to a medium pace and lets you ride it out on his cock, for as long as you need to..
“It’s okay, darling. We can take all night if that’s what ya’ want. I always know what’s good for you.”
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