#i had a wild experience with color theory while coloring these because I was color picking directly from screenshots

[shimmershy]

I caved and doodled Hunter instead of sleeping.

#if i didn't have school I would be drawing him soooo much right now #toh spoilers #the owl house spoilers #toh #the owl house #my art #sketches #doodles #hunter #hunter the owl house #hunter toh #toh hunter #the owl house hunter #thanks to them #i had a wild experience with color theory while coloring these because I was color picking directly from screenshots #and at first the color alone looked wrong but you add the other colors and suddenly it's like OH!!! #anyway its so cool but it still makes no sense to me lol #it's 2am and i have a class at 8am see ya on the other side folks ✌

[alfheimr]

My Favorite Cheap Art Trick: Gradient Maps and Blending Modes

i get questions on occasion regarding my coloring process, so i thought i would do a bit of a write up on my "secret technique." i don't think it really is that much of a secret, but i hope it can be helpful to someone. to that end:

this is one of my favorite tags ive ever gotten on my art. i think of it often. the pieces in question are all monochrome - sort of.

the left version is the final version, the right version is technically the original. in the final version, to me, the blues are pretty stark, while the greens and magentas are less so. there is some color theory thing going on here that i dont have a good cerebral understanding of and i wont pretend otherwise. i think i watched a youtube video on it once but it went in one ear and out the other. i just pick whatever colors look nicest based on whatever vibe im going for.

this one is more subtle, i think. can you tell the difference? there's nothing wrong with 100% greyscale art, but i like the depth that adding just a hint of color can bring.

i'll note that the examples i'll be using in this post all began as purely greyscale, but this is a process i use for just about every piece of art i make, including the full color ones. i'll use the recent mithrun art i made to demonstrate. additionally, i use clip studio paint, but the general concept should be transferable to other art programs.

for fun let's just start with Making The Picture. i've been thinking of making this writeup for a while and had it in mind while drawing this piece. beyond that, i didn't really have much of a plan for this outside of "mithrun looks down and hair goes woosh." i also really like all of the vertical lines in the canary uniform so i wanted to include those too but like. gone a little hog wild. that is the extent of my "concept." i do not remember why i had the thought of integrating a shattered mirror type of theme. i think i wanted to distract a bit from the awkward pose and cover it up some LOL but anyway. this lack of planning or thought will come into play later.

note 1: the textured marker brush i specifically use is the "bordered light marker" from daub. it is one of my favorite brushes in the history of forever and the daub mega brush pack is one of the best purchases ive ever made. highly recommend!!!

note 2: "what do you mean by exclusion and difference?" they are layer blending modes and not important to the overall lesson of this post but for transparency i wanted to say how i got these "effects." anyway!

with the background figured out, this is the point at which i generally merge all of my layers, duplicate said merged layer, and Then i begin experimenting with gradient maps. what are gradient maps?

the basic gist is that gradient maps replace the colors of an image based on their value.

so, with this particular gradient map, black will be replaced with that orangey red tone, white will be replaced with the seafoamy green tone, etc. this particular gradient map i'm using as an example is very bright and saturated, but the colors can be literally anything.

these two sets are the ones i use most. they can be downloaded for free here and here if you have csp. there are many gradient map sets out there. and you can make your own!

you can apply a gradient map directly onto a specific layer in csp by going to edit>tonal correction>gradient map. to apply one indirectly, you can use a correction layer through layer>new correction layer>gradient map. honestly, correction layers are probably the better way to go, because you can adjust your gradient map whenever you want after creating the layer, whereas if you directly apply a gradient map to a layer thats like. it. it's done. if you want to make changes to the applied gradient map, you have to undo it and then reapply it. i don't use correction layers because i am old and stuck in my ways, but it's good to know what your options are.

this is what a correction layer looks like. it sits on top and applies the gradient map to the layers underneath it, so you can also change the layers beneath however and whenever you want. you can adjust the gradient map by double clicking the layer. there are also correction layers for tone curves, brightness/contrast, etc. many such useful things in this program.

let's see how mithrun looks when we apply that first gradient map we looked at.

gadzooks. apologies for eyestrain. we have turned mithrun into a neon hellscape, which might work for some pieces, but not this one. we can fix that by changing the layer blending mode, aka this laundry list of words:

some of them are self explanatory, like darken and lighten, while some of them i genuinely don't understand how they are meant to work and couldn't explain them to you, even if i do use them. i'm sure someone out there has written out an explanation for each and every one of them, but i've learned primarily by clicking on them to see what they do.

for the topic of this post, the blending mode of interest is soft light. so let's take hotline miamithrun and change the layer blending mode to soft light.

here it is at 100% opacity. this is the point at which i'd like to explain why i like using textured brushes so much - it makes it very easy to get subtle color variation when i use this Secret Technique. look at the striation in the upper right background! so tasty. however, to me, these colors are still a bit "much." so let's lower the opacity.

i think thats a lot nicer to look at, personally, but i dont really like these colors together. how about we try some other ones?

i like both of these a lot more. the palettes give the piece different vibes, at which point i have to ask myself: What Are The Vibes, Actually? well, to be honest i didn't really have a great answer because again, i didn't plan this out very much at all. however. i knew in my heart that there was too much color contrast going on and it was detracting from the two other contrasts in here: the light and dark values and the sharp and soft shapes. i wanted mithrun's head to be the main focal point. for a different illustration, colors like this might work great, but this is not that hypothetical illustration, so let's bring the opacity down again.

yippee!! that's getting closer to what my heart wants. for fun, let's see what this looks like if we change the blending mode to color.

i do like how these look but in the end they do not align with my heart. oh well. fun to experiment with though! good to keep in mind for a different piece, maybe! i often change blending modes just to see what happens, and sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't. i very much cannot stress enough that much of my artistic process is clicking buttons i only sort of understand. for fun.

i ended up choosing the gradient map on the right because i liked that it was close to the actual canary uniform colors (sorta). it's at an even lower opacity though because there was Still too much color for my dear heart.

the actual process for this looks like me setting my merged layer to soft light at around 20% opacity and then clicking every single gradient map in my collection and seeing which one Works. sometimes i will do this multiple times and have multiple soft light and/or color layers combined.

typically at this point i merge everything again and do minor contrast adjustments using tone curves, which is another tool i find very fun to play around with. then for this piece in particular i did some finishing touches and decided that the white border was distracting so i cropped it. and then it's done!!! yay!!!!!

this process is a very simple and "fast" way to add more depth and visual interest to a piece without being overbearing. well, it's fast if you aren't indecisive like me, or if you are better at planning.

let's do another comparison. personally i feel that the hint of color on the left version makes mithrun look just a bit more unwell (this is a positive thing) and it makes the contrast on his arm a lot more pleasing to look at. someone who understands color theory better than i do might have more to say on the specifics, but that's honestly all i got.

just dont look at my layers too hard. ok?

#process #art tutorial #unsure what else to tag this as. if this does not post properly i will cry.

[the-boney-rolls]

The Great Covid Beatles Binge, Day 1: Nowhere Boy

I am stuck in bed with Covid and have decided to spend my time binging all the Beatles movies, docs and biopics I've never gotten around to. Up first, Nowhere Boy (2009)

OK this opening shot is actually stunning? The first chord of A Hard Day's Night and John running through Liverpool and stumbling just like in that movie. STRONG opener!

“Do I ignore you? No. So please don’t ignore me.” makes me think of "Don’t 'nore me Mimi!"

Oh Uncle George! I don’t know if their relationship was really this lighthearted and warm but it breaks my heart to think that sweet John couldn’t have a positive father figure in his life for long, he clearly needed that. 

John making weird little sounds while he doodles and then doesn’t even know that he’s being asked about his favorite guy. “Churchill sir!”

This poor actress has really been type cast as Messy Mom. I feel like she usually plays meaner/more fucked up characters though so I was skeptical, but I like her in this after all.

"I Put a Spell on You" really is a sexy song, damn.

So in the context of this movie, these scene doesn't even feel all that scandalous. This entire movie to this point (and going forward) has been framed a romance between John and Julia, so by the time you get here it's like yeah, I guess that's what we're doing. The writer of this movie read that one quote of John's talking about having feelings of attraction to Julia and really went WILD with it.

I'm shocked that they didn't try to find some way to get the song "Yes It Is" into this movie. Clearly someone has a theory:

If you wear red tonight Remember what I said tonight For red is the color that my baby wore

Anyway, this forest scene was hot.

I love Aunt Mimi and John teaming up to haggle with the man for a better price on the guitar. “That’s not very good is it John?” “Borderline mediocre if you ask me”

What is going on with this lodger and Aunt Mimi! I feel like I'm getting a vibe.

OK unsurprisingly, I need there to be like %1000 more significance placed on this scene.

I'm gonna pause here to talk about casting. I don't believe that actors need to look just like the subjects they're portraying, it's more important that they can carry out the essence of the character, but I do feel like sometimes, with certain characters, there are some aspects of appearance that are important. Like I think it is important that Paul is very pretty, both for his own character and for John's perception of him. And in this instance, the John actor is just objectively much prettier than the Paul actor and that's simply wrong. John would never in a million years say this little boy looks like Elvis!

This scene is such a mess, this movie is just making shit up now. Julia at literally every one of their gigs. John being weirdly jealous of Paul's relationship (??) with Julia. Paul being a great and confident lead guitarist! This last point in particular gets me because if that were the case, what's the point in bringing in George? Which happens in the next scene! There's absolutely no build up, it's just like here's George.

Justice for George, once again a nonentity in a Beatles movie. At least in Backbeat he had a couple funny lines.

Mimi made him birthday dinner and bought him a new guitar!! But he didn't show! Excuse me while I sob. This trope always gets me. I think the relationship between John and Mimi is my favorite part of this movie.

Ah the infamous punching scene. It really must have especially irked Paul that it was in the context of John grieving for his mother. Like, how dare they take this thing that was such a tender, emotional bonding experience for the two of them and make it into a display of John's macho anger.

Make me think -- WHAT would John have thought of this movie??

"In Spite of All the Danger," my beloved! This song is so good. Peter Jackson, please work your AI magic on the record to give us a cleaned-up version! I'm so McLennon-pilled though that it's very weird to see it in this context. Also, it's mostly a Paul song!

“Hamburg? Humbug!” Mimi, I love you!

OK sobbing. And as "Mother" plays the movie out? It's on the nose but it's working for me.

Overall, a fine movie. The whole concept of the movie as essentially a romance between John as his mother is questionable at best! But there were a lot of lovely shots of Liverpool and I did like Aaron Taylor-Johnson as John. He captured John's silly, playful side that you don't often see. Definitely the Mimi/John relationship was the best and most authentic feeling part of this movie, so I am glad that it ended on that note.

Next up, Give My Regards to Broad Street!

#the beatles #john lennon #nowhere boy #beatles biopics #movie review #mclennon #barely but still

[agent-cupcake]

Hi!! I’m so in love with the way you write, especially when writing smut. Your descriptions are so beautiful and feral and GAH it’s something I’ve always wanted to emulate in my writing. Do you have any tips or resources for those who want to write better smut and sex? Love your work!!

Thank you so much!!!

I don't really have resources or anything I used to write better smut. I have a few thoughts, although I'm not sure they'll be useful to anyone and I really shouldn't be giving writing advice at all but here we are. It's going under the cut as it's a bit lengthy, I hope you're able to glean something from my word vomit.

The best thing is to, as a famed actual cannibal once said, just do it. Smut takes practice, it requires particular things of a writer. If you're reading something you think is hot, try and critically analyze what they do that you like. Bring that into your own writing, it's natural to adopt style and technique from writing you like. Hype focusing on originality isn't useful, you will naturally develop your own style even if you borrow from other writers.

My personal example of this, and the biggest thing I had to get over, is that I am very easily embarrassed, shy, and adverse to being too dirty. It doesn't come naturally to me, I get nervous and weenie out. It's something I've had to pick up from reading other people's stories to know how to effectively commit to reveling in the filthiness. But, basically, smut should feel illicit while you're writing it. Not wrong, but a little bit of that lizard brain needs to be engaged. I'm talking mostly about word choice and giving more graphic physical descriptions. State things that are happening as directly as you can instead of dancing around vulgarity. Indulge the vulgarity, embrace it. I'm a fiend who personally likes the color purple and if those adjectives and descriptive language adds to the physicality of the scene, add it. Make it sloppy, sex generally is. And then also just pussy, cunt, cock, tits—go out there and be wild, not only will you sound more mature (in a way that is somewhat paradoxical honestly), but it more easily puts the reader into that POV space because their brain doesn't have to work through euphemisms and gentle phrasing. Obviously you can go overboard with this, there's a balance to strike.

The other thing that is essential for me is maintaining an empathetic bond with the POV character and situation. This gets more into my writing theory that there is a time for careful, well constructed, analytical sequences and a time for purely emotional, sensory, feeling-driven sequences. Both of these require a very specific, and very different, state of mind.

When I'm writing foreplay, it's the former. I am incredibly particular and methodical about how things play out. Setting the scene, establishing the characters and their motivations, and directing the characters into the sexual encounter. Of course, there are a lot of "feeling based" aspects to getting this, but I need to think a lot more.

For smut, it's the later. I have to engage completely the scene and adopt the persona of the POV character. Like acting, I guess. I think about the sensory details that I (the character) would be most aware of, the emotions that I would experience, and what I might do. Arousal is certainly an aspect of that, I don't think I could write sexy smut if I didn't find it hot, but it's also about immersion. The last thing I want is my smut to be mechanical and detached which can easily happen if I don't put myself in that situation to some degree. And I admit, for darker scenes, it's intensive (even uncomfortable) to allow myself into that headspace, but I think it's worth it to explore the fantasy. Like, I, the person writing the words, don't want to be in these situations, but I find it thrilling to simulate that experience partly because of that discomfort, and I think that the more immersed I am in the scene, the more immersed the reader will be for the same reasons. If I can get into this headspace, it helps writing the sex itself so much easier. It stops being a matter of "what is going to happen next" and more of a natural flow because I understand the physical impulses that will escalate the encounter. Example: if [character] did x, and reader would most naturally respond with y, that would compel [character] to do z, and so on and so on. You have to consider character writing, yes, but the desires of somebody in a sexual encounter aren't exactly complex and, personally, I don't find it useful at all to care about realism, I know some people like that, but my sole focus is on selling a believable fantasy. If I'm having a lot of issues with finding this headspace, I am not joking, I'll stop writing and find something that reminds of me that feeling. This method is what leads to what I think are the "sexiest" things I've written because it came from what I was feeling (or, more accurately, imagining I'm feeling) and not what I was thinking. The sexiest stuff I've written came from times that I was pretty much dead to the world and wrapped up in the scene. I would never think up certain things in my thinking brain, but it seems natural once I've immersed myself. If you're writing and get an urge like "wouldn't it be hot if x happened" yes. It probably would be, add it in and see if it works, sexuality is a subconscious reaction and it understands what you find hot better than you do. Do you think I—shy, easily embarrassed idiot that I am—would actively think up Sylvain ordering reader to tell him how good it feels to get fucked by her brother? Not a chance.

Admittedly, writing like this can be a little messy. However, it's very likely that the POV character is going to be in a tumultuous state of mind. They'll be focused on the immediate now (especially the immediate physical things that are going on), and the thoughts they do have will be a disorganized mess. Horny and/or scared people aren't rational, it's more believable if they're trying to rationalize the irrational because of this hyper engaged emotional/physiological state which can be tightened up in editing. Usually, once I have the smut all written out, I'll go back and clean it up. Add in some nicer prose, clear up confusing sequences, that sort of thing.

My final piece of advice is that dialogue is one of the hottest aspects of smut. It isn't necessary and in some case it absolutely would be the wrong choice, but for me it is the shortest path into my pure lizard brain. This can be tough because you have to consider what would be believable for the character to say with regard to canon as well as what they would reasonably say in the moment, but it's worth it I think. A lot of times I'll write a line I think is sexy and fitting in the moment and then go back when I'm in editing brain to tweak it to fit the character. For a character like Emet-Selch who has such particular speech patterns, this is especially true. Even if the line is essentially the same in content, little changes to make it suit the character help with believability.

Hopefully some (or any) of this makes sense. Finding the right headspace took time and practice, and I have no idea if it'd work for anybody else. I am far from the best when it comes to this, and it's much better to go with what works for you than to follow the advice of any hack fraud.

#personal #not sfw #god this is a lot i'm sorry

[jeweledstone]

Recounting a crazy dream I had that I might draw about later

I had a dream the night before April 1st that was really fucking wild. The only reason I didn’t immediately start posting about it was because I wanted to stay “in character” for the Tridential Takeover event.

So in the dream, I was in I think junior high/high school attending a science class of sorts. Instead of a usual lesson, the teacher brought in this scientist (I forget his name but he’s important) to give a presentation of sorts involving this experiment/theory he was known for working on. The basics of it were that every object in our universe emitted some form of radiation, not only the radioactive shit we know of, but also a more harmless version called “passive radiation”. To demonstrate this, he brought this device into class that could detect different types of passive radiation emitting from something and used it on different students, me being one of them.

…The problem started when I was chosen to be the next guinea pig.

It started out ok at first, but then the scientist noticed something weird. Apparently I gave off types of radiation that were “only present in quantum entities” (which I assume is this verse’s term for reality benders, which I am canonically one of). Then, I don’t know if it was because of a fault in the machine or the fact that little quip made me nervous or something, but that’s when things went. Terribly. Wrong.

If you’ve been following my dream journal for a while, you might remember this one time where my reality bending powers went out of control when I started panicking. That basically happened again, but far worse. I lost control for a few seconds, leaving my vision as nothing but bright colors before snapping back to “reality”. At first there seemed to be no casualties and everyone seemed ok, the only thing off were that my eyes appeared to have changed a bit.

Yeah, you already know where this is going.

Over the course of the next few weeks, the people who were in that classroom during the incident began slowly turning into various Deltarune characters, but they still remained mentally the person they were before. The only exception to that being me and the scientist guy (which only makes sense since we were the closest to “ground zero” at the time. Of fucking course we’d have it worse than everyone else). I was turning into Spamton (of course) and the scientist was turning into Jevil, much to his horror. (Bonus horror points since Deltarune didn’t come out until my last year of high school so for all we knew people were just turning into random monsters)

The rest of the dream was science guy trying to figure out how to reverse what was happening before he completely lost his sanity/identity to the transformation. Didn’t help that I still was having random bursts of reality-glitching which caused us to change more in body and mind every time it happened (an ability I ended up becoming addicted to and trying to use/activate as much as possible, which became easier and easier as reality became more unstable each time I used it).

So yeah, reality’s falling apart and the only guy who can stop it is slowly losing himself to it and is basically in a race against the clock to find a solution. Seems pretty bar of the course for my dreams lol

#jewel's dream journal #deltarune #spamton #jevil #‘body horror’ #‘ask to tag’

[ninarobinson-author]

Is the rat the bat? The Batman Riddle Answered

“A rat with wings” sounds a lot like a bat to me. “Something in the way” or in this case is it more like “Something in the Wayne.” Is the choice of song telling us that the Wayne’s are in the way of truly cleaning up the city of Gotham?

Listen to article audio or continue to read below. https://on.soundcloud.com/aJaGf4f4AWxWAMtBA

The Batman is a detective noir and viewers follow the Batman as he attempts to solve the Riddler’s clues and uncover the true meaning of his Riddle. The only problem is Batman is an unreliable narrator. We only see the events in the movie from Batman’s point of view. This can lead to us being just as blind as he is when trying to understand the purpose of the Riddler’s actions and makes it impossible to see Batman’s actions objectively.

Batman could not solve the true Riddle: The rat is the bat! Maybe because he doesn’t want to solve Gotham’s issues! In the movie he is led on a wild goose chase to the next location of where the Riddler will be torturing the next corrupt city official. Wayne has Alfred giving him theories and is misled into a bad interpretation of Spanish that even a second grader would not make. In the movie the riddles only lead him to each "crime” scene. The riddles have already been answered, the Riddler is after the politicians and police who were complicit in crimes aiding Carmine Falcone. In this article, I will disclose the truth of the Riddler’s broader message.

On the surface, it is obvious that Gotham is a dangerous and dirty city. It’s not just the streets nor the drug addicts. Oh no, the dirt and grime go so much deeper than that. The city is so drenched in crime and corruption that it’s not only reached the depths of the mafia underworld but it’s also reached the heights of high society; including the honorable Wayne family and the supposed heroes, the police and the politicians.

The Riddler looks up to Batman as an example of someone who is willing to stand up and do something to improve the city of Gotham. The promises of “renewal” have been thrown around for the past twenty years by politicians looking to get reelected, in truth the renewal fund was drained the day it was donated by the Wayne foundation. The Riddler leads Batman to the truth so the citizens can see what kind of people are actually in control of the city. Members of the police and the politicians attacked the one billion dollar renewal fund like vultures until nothing was left for the people it was originally supposed to help. Perhaps the phrases: misappropriated funds, mismanagement, or embezzlement ring any bells? The mayor pretends to have the city’s best interests at heart, the Riddler seeks to expose the city’s trusted officials true colors to everyone. The citizens have already had their cities’ prosperity stolen from them, don’t they at least deserve the truth?

Edward Nashton has all the necessary experience and raw talent to solve the mystery behind the city’s inexplicable poverty and flourishing criminal activity. The experience of growing up as an orphan gave Edward boots on the ground experience of what life is really like in Gotham for the commoners. Something the grossly wealthy elite such as the Wayne’s could not even begin to grasp. While the politicians only pretend to empathize with its citizen’s woes. This is why the Riddler has loyal followers on the internet.

I have conducted a Cole Sprouse-esque social experimental on Tumblr in the form of a poll. I wanted to see who the people would vote for, the Batman or the Riddler. To my suprise Riddler won there as well. The evidence may be from a small pool but i still think it holds up.

The people have spoken and they relate to the Riddler because he understands the real struggles people are faced with in Gotham. If the elections weren’t just a dog and pony show by the elite, then Edward Nashton would be voted mayor of Gotham.

“Since your justice is so select, please tell us, which vermin you’re paid to protect?” -The Riddler.

Being an accountant gave him the tools to analyze the city’s budget and dissect the actual usage of that money down to the last cent. As it turns out, the city officials are either asleep at the wheel or are fully aware of the harm they are inflicting.

“Tomorrow’s Election Day, and Bella Reál’s gonna win. She’s promised "real change”. But we know the truth, don’t we? You’ve seen Gotham’s true face now. Together, we’ve unmasked it. Its corruption, its perversion, masquerading under the guise of renewal. But unmasking is not enough. The day of judgment is finally upon us. And now it is time for retribution.“ -The Riddler.

Since the city officials have long since turned against its citizens for profit, then it was time the Riddler redirect that violence straight to the culprits themselves, powerful old money wealth such as the Waynes, the police, the politicians, everyone involved in sucking the life out of Gotham like parasites.

It is interesting that Batman was more interested in stopping petty crimes such as thugs and dropheads of the streets, than taking down mob bosses like Salvatore Maroni or Carmine Falcone. If Batman did investigations into Falcone he would have found that Falcone has been running the city for the past twenty years and he might as well be the mayor of Gotham. How can such an obvious fact be hidden from Batman? He has more than enough time, money, resources and willpower to discover the true criminals in Gotham and stop the majority of its crime.

Who is Batman really? Who acts like a double agent, wearing one disguise of Bruce Wayne and another disguise of vigilante Batman? Carefully walking the tightrope between the law and criminality. Who is making under the table deals with the mob and the police? Batman is the rat. He takes information from the mob and rats them out to the police. He uses information from the police to aid his personal vendettas. Batman doesn’t listen to the police, he makes his own rules. Batman is the very definition of a rat. A rat is a dirty beast with the wings of an angel. Batman suits this analogy well. He is something monstrous wearing the mask or in this case the wings of an angel. Batman is not the good guy, like the Penguin, he is a proprietor. Batman is doing business like anyone else. He is not doing some random acts of kindness. Batman is a sole proprietor, he works by himself for himself. He interacts with others for help but ultimately he works for his own agenda.

The Riddler knew Bruce Wayne was the problem. What he didn’t know was that Batman and Bruce Wayne are the same person. If the Riddler knew that fact he would not respect or admire Batman at all. Bruce Wayne has the influence needed to impact those in power and more than enough money to help the city of Gotham.

The late Thomas Wayne attempted to use his spare change of ONE BILLION DOLLARS to aid the city, but to no avail. In the end, the family image was placed above charity. Thomas Wayne chose to do business with criminals.

https://youtu.be/gRjG7pp-sAc

“Giving back is not just an obligation, it’s a passion.” -Thomas Wayne in his mayoral campaign.

Unlike his father, Bruce Wayne doesn’t seem to be doing any philanthropy with his inherited Wayne fortune. Does this mean that there is something or someone stopping him from doing so? Bruce Wayne has no intention to truly solve the problem with Gotham but would rather treat the symptoms of the cause but not solve the real issue. The Riddler is not offering any answers but only leading people to the truth. Could Batman be hiding the truth that he is the problem with Gotham, or at least a big part of it? The problem with Gotham can be narrowed down to a few big factors; corruption of public officials, underworld crime, and extreme wealth imbalance. The Wayne’s have a finger in all three of these contributing factors.

Both Batman and the Riddler want to help the city of Gotham but who is more unbiased in their position? Edward Nashton has nothing to gain and nothing to protect. Bruce Wayne has his family name to protect, which offers him a special place at the top of high society and he has his cushy wealth that keeps him more than comfortable. Despite what he may say, he has the power to use his powers as a Wayne and the Batman to ensure the city stays the way that it is, so that he can continue to benefit from a life that is built on the misery and ignorance of the poor people of Gotham.

Batman chooses to use violence to beat up petty criminals. The same criminals who his Wayne family wealth subjugates.

The Riddler is inspired by Batman to use violence to punish the white collar criminals that no one else can, due to their untouchable elite status.

The Riddler makes a bigger difference than Batman because he is directly targeting the criminals who are making life a living hell for everyone in Gotham, including the criminals Batman is beating up on. The Riddler knows that the petty criminals of Gotham are just a symptom of the whales with all the power, money and prestige. The elite think that they won’t be held accountable because they are upheld highly in the media. The elite own the media and can get the public to believe any story they want. The Riddler uses the same media that the elite weaponized, to expose them for who they really are by unmasking the slimy public officials. The people of Gotham have been brainwashed into a stockholm syndrome scenario where they worship and vote for the people that couldn’t care any less about them. Batman works with the corrupt police to protect his own interest. Everyone in Gotham with power or money has a grubby hand reaching out for their slice of the pie. The public is entirely ignorant of this hidden business world that lies behind the veil of politics and public displays of false philanthropy.

The Riddler is the hero of the people while Batman is the protector of the elite.

Edward Nashton is a lower class commoner who fights for the basic human rights of the common people. Human rights such as clean food and water, a warm roof over the heads of babies, and living quarters for orphan’s without the presence of vermin.

Bruce Wayne is an upper class elite who protects the business interests of the elite. Business interests such as mayoral campaigns, police interests, and any threats to the well being of corrupt politicians.

This is a villain’s view of "The Batman” 2022 movie. Do you have a film theory of “The Batman?” You can submit your theories on the Villainism Tumblr page.

Article written by Nina Robinson, author of novel “Villainism”, via villainism.com

#bruce wayne #the batman theory #the riddler #edward nashton #dcu #villains #villain #bruce wayne ff #bruce wayne fanfic #dc comics #villainism #nina robinson #the batman #la rata alada #a rat with wings

[pokentomology]

Fellow Bug type enthusiast here! I’m stuck sitting in the Pokécenter waiting room because my girls (a Heracross and an Orbeetle) broke into my food pantry and gorged themselves on berries and honey! Nurse says they’re fine, just paying for their hubris, lol.

Anyway, got any fun work stories or trivia facts about Heracross or Orbeetles? - V

Heracross is actually one of the few bug-types I'm not super familiar with! I still know quite a lot by virtue of The Entomology but I've never had the pleasure of meeting one in person :(

one time my coworkers voted me "most likely to turn into an orbeetle" and I still don't know what that means. anyway

heracross

while a dark, semi-metallic blue is the most common variant, they can vary from a lighter aqua to a dark indigo in color

that horn is no joke. I've seen videos of heracross hurling huge boulders with them to knock vikavolt out of the sky

they can and do fly! they just can't do so too well or for too long, and are easily outclassed by most other flying pokemon—plus, midair they dont have leverage to use their horn—so they usually keep to the ground.

its antennae serve the purpose of smelling, because this pokemon's enormous horn is not in fact a nose

unlike many other exoskeletal pokemon, they spend their entire larval stage inside the egg! for this reason female heracross will only lay one egg at a time, and wait until it hatches to lay again—something quite uncommon in non-domestic bug types!

Linda just showed me a video of her cousin's heracross flinging a Rhyperior. wtf

orbeetle

bzzt bzzt (your brain is microwaved)

LOTS of theories that they're either a) displaced from the future or b) not from this planet

it is actually one of the most powerful psychic-types I have ever had the displeasure to experience in the wild. alakazam has nothing on her

So they don't use their wings to fly, being so psychically powerful that they can just levitate for fun, but they DO exist and are REALLY pretty. I've only ever seen them used for mating displays and even that's rare, because they're so intelligent that they'll just. Have a conversation on whether to have eggs together

The spotted shell lifts up, revealing two beautiful iridescent wings resembling those of a Ninjask, and underneath those their soft body looks like a Dottler's shell, but significantly darker in hue

Theorized that the wings are a vestige left over from chronological evolution (as in the generational kind, not the pokemon kind), which is part of the whole "displaced from the future" theory

Those legs are Sharp. They don't exactly use them for walking so they're just weapons

The eyes are the windows to the soul blah blah but do not make eye contact with an upset wild one, you WILL wake up miles away and not knowing where you are or what you did for the past three hours. I am totally not speaking from experience

Their eyebrow-type things are actually antenna that function like a radio antenna, catching psychic waves. It's very confusing i had a quantum physics professor explain it to me in layman's terms and I still don't get it

#pokentomology #pkmn irl #fun facts! #heracross #orbeetle

[shelancesmylonginustilliimpact]

Controversial opinion but 3.33 is legitimately my favorite of the Rebuild films. A feeling I like to experience from media is catharsis, it’s something NGE has in spades and this movie really hones in on that and makes a whole event out of it. From the moment Shinji is taken out of the entry plug things go from bad to worse and the film is good at lulling you into a false sense of security before dealing out more pain. One of the big things for me though is how this is basically Kawoshin the movie. Ever since episode 24 aired back in 1996 audiences have been absolutely captivated by and enamored with Kaworu Nagisa and his time with Shinji and with that mounds of discussion, analysis, and debate have ensued as to what exactly is and was going on between these two. To spare the details between fan theories and word from Gainax employees there was a schism of ambiguity that still gets discussed and dissected to this day. With 3.33 however, Studio Khara decided to be significantly more direct with the love these two have for each other (then going on to be even more explicit about it and then deconstructing it during the end of 3.0+1.11) and for me it feels like an artistic choice that helps not only recontextualize things but add even more force to the punch when the inevitable end of things comes about. To summarize I like when homosexual subtext comes homosexual text. From this we also get some of my favorite scenes in anime, that being the extremely well animated piano scenes. Like every time I watch this it gives me chills from the super smooth animation of the actual piano parts to Shinji and Kaworu’s fluid movement and correct fingerings while playing, the rays of light coming in, then when they do the wild color shifts and the overlaying of still images with the animation; absolutely beautiful. Narratively it works because when Shinji first sits at the piano he’s nervous and skittish just hitting a couple notes in scale then when Kaworu jumps in and forces Shinji out of his comfort zone to keep up with him and play more fluidly and through it all he offers Shinji nothing but encouragement and through this Shinji opens up to Kaworu and asks him for more help with the piano and then eventually gets to the point where he asks him to fix his SDAT. Once again the lillim’s greatest invention brought these two together. Ever since my first viewing of the movie I have had a deep appreciation for Unit 13. I like that it’s a super modernized take on Unit 01. The four arms and ability to carry two spears is wild as hell, The dual entry plug system is a really neat idea, and the fact it doesn’t need an external power source or an A.T. field is quite fascinating. Something i noticed on this watch through is the gestation chamber it’s inside of has a similar pattern to the sphere Leliel projects in Splitting of the Beast and it also bursts out of it similarly to how Unit 01 did. With Leliel being the 12th angel in NGE and Unit 13 being the 13th Eva in Rebuild it evokes symbolism that the death of the 12th angel births the 13th Eva which then causes the death of the 13th angel in rebuild being Tabris.

All in all I fucking love this movie and I’m glad I decided to rewatch Rebuild this week

#Longinus wails #evangelion 3.33

[sweetish-original-story]

Chapter 3

As Sammy's career in photography continues to rise, her talent captures the attention of her bosses, who recognize the captivating essence of Estrella candies and the skill of its visually distinct owner, Dulce.

They decide to dedicate an entire month of stories to the shop and its history, aiming to capture the interplay between tradition and modern artistry in Lumen.

While the initial traction baffles Dulce, he begins to notice an increase in visitors, all of them mentioning Sammy's name and her photos of the store. He soon realizes that his chance encounter with Sammy has led to the unexpected spotlight on Estrella candies.

Excited but curious, Dulce eagerly awaits Sammy's return to the store. She walks in one day, her camera in her gangly hand, and joyously exclaims in a voice mimicking her gruff, cigar smoking boss, "WE NEED MORE PICTURES OF ESTRELLA!"

"Good thing too, I was just about to call you."

The collaboration between them deepens as they work together to showcase the shop for weeks, learning its traditions, history, and the artistry of candy-making in a way that captivates not only the residents of Lumen but also a much larger audience around the world.

For the first time she felt free; Sammy's new muse was a natural, literally, hardened by the forests of his not so far but forbidden home, seeing just a glimpse of the harsh and ancient history as a dance of foraged sugary delights over darkened but not quite fully blackened hands. They must have lost their sense of touch a long time ago. Just gorgeous.

While Dulce, on the other hand, felt something he never knew he wanted again: noticed. His words mattered. Without even trying her stream of endless questions melted his heart, though he's not sure when it got so cold.

He had spent so long serving others and watching others move on that he had forgotten why he started in the first place. Now this wild woman walks in, standing over him with a camera and makes him feel like he's the star player in his own life. It was nice. She's weird.

As their creative partnership flourishes, so does the connection between Sammy and Dulce, drawing them closer with each snapshot and each shared moment.

They notice little things about each other, like how Sammy is a sugar fiend every time she enters the shop, and how she once almost cleaned out this cocoa inventory. He doesn't mind.

Sammy on the other hand can't help but always stare at her her freinds...pants. "Star pockets? Again? Are you doing this yourself?" She inquired. "What, they're cute! Can't I be cute?" He responds, only half upset. Giggles fill the quiet shop very often these days.

Dulce always had a feminine flair, to go with his feminine bone structure, a beard, and messy hair that twisted into locs. Back home though, he's just like any other boy. For the most part. The important ones.

He also liked wearing mismatched earrings, and candy leather bracelet around ankle. There was a time where they attempted to break it, they even tried to film it, but it held stronger than steel because of its ancient recipe, older than even words themselves. Posting this online of course lead to people coming to the shop and making theories about what it's made of, so every once in a while he will have an overly curious customer or two.

Soon things settle down. It's almost summer, Sammy is wearing a pink jumpsuit, strawberry-shaped glasses, and has pink painted cheeks, like LITERALLY painted. When Dulce asked about her choice she states that she'd been "experimenting with color lately". In his mind though, she's just finally comfortable around him.

Mabye he has too. Dulce had noticably brightened up since she entered his life, and was wearing a mustard yellow shirt with beige embroidered star pockets and a green hat with a jelly daisy. He's not sure if it's because he's happier to just have someone to talk to or if it's because he can afford it now. Mabye it's both.

One day Sammy mentions that she wants to invite him to the local food fair.

"Don't we need tickets? " asked Dulce. Sammy sings a triumphant little diddy before pulling out two tickets. As always, he looks exited. It's nice that she's comfortable enough with him to do that now.

Soon her proud face melted into embarrassment as he asks "Did you have those in there for ME the whole time?" "Yes!" She stumbles on her words. "No! It's not weird or anything or it?"

"Why would it be weird?"

He gives a sweet, reassuring pat on her shoulder. This relaxed her, as they continued talking about what to expect for the fair.

#Sweetish Original #candy #fasion #original writing #original character #Spotify #romance #SoundCloud

[lyxthen]

I think my most memorable experience from Elementary School was The Toucan Incident.

It was a normal day of class, when one of my classmates (the one that had assumed the role of clown kid) pointed out, out of nowhere, "that's a weird bird outside", to which another classmate responded (this was the good student who is also a mean girl archetype) "no one cares about your stupid bird, Ian". And he was like, "No I mean it its got very pretty colors". The girl sighed, and looked at the window, and she said "oh my god there's a toucan outside". Class was suspended. Everyone had crowded next to the window, trying to get a look at the damn toucan. It was perched on a tree, as though it was the most normal thing, to be a toucan in the big city (well, not like the city is big, but its big enough that you don't expect wild animals to find their way in). The teacher could not get us to look away and go back to class, we could only stare at the bird in awe.

The leading theory was that it was an escaped pet. The school was in the "rich people" side of town, and we thought, well, maybe some mob boss or politician decided to engage in some illegal pet trade, as is usual. We had heard of people having dove, parakeets, and those were common enough pets. People living near the beach could more often have "exotic" parrots, because of (yes, unregulated) pet trade, though most of the birds were captive-bred, and gifted in the same way one gifts a new litter of kittens, it was still technically illegal to do because all exotic pets in the country must have the proper paperwork done. But we had never heard of people keeping toucans, anywhere. Closest thing was Macaws, which are really hard to get and most people are under the assumption that it's immoral to keep them captive at all unless you have a zoo facility (which, I can't say I totally disagree with) and that most of them are wild caught (which is BAD). But a toucan? Now, a pet toucan would be like having a pet tiger. You are clearly violating the law and have wild money to spend on it. And most of us had never even see a toucan before in real life: there is only one zoo here, and its more of a big cat sanctuary, so no birds there.

It eventually flew away, to our massive disappointment, but we couldn't really keep paying attention to class afterwards, and I think the teacher gave up because he picked up a book and started to read in his desk while we discussed what the hell had just happened. And, for years to come, we would tell the tale of That Time We Saw A Toucan and Didn't Have Class Because of It.

Later I researched a little more, and turns out that we are on the very tail end of the range of toucans, though the name of this specific species and its habitat are unknown to me. Perhaps it was really just a wild toucan that got lost. I like to believe that anyway, the other option is a little depressing.

[dawnwriterimagines]

time, the inevitable: Fezco

Summary: the police come to raid the house just as you’re leaving for Lexi’s play, panic ensues and it’s time to go. it’s not the end yet.

Warning(s): angst, fluff, escape, police, etc.

Author Note: because I hated what they did to my baby boy ash and my man fezco, in the finale episode, I needed to write my own! I hope you guys like it! 

I’m in desperate need of a new laptop, and rent money actually, lol, please help me out guys! I’d really appreciate it. Buy me a Coffee? Ko-Fi, please! Love you guys!

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It was quiet in the house, save for the light thump of your heels when you made your way from the kitchen back to the bedroom, walking in to retouch your makeup, accidentally smudging it to the side. 

Your eyes met your boyfriend’s in the mirror, he hadn’t been able to keep his eyes to himself since you put your dress on, his favorite color on you, and one that fit you just right. You couldn’t help but laugh lightly, his eyes tearing away to fix the tie he’d been trying to put on for the last five minutes, staring hard into the bathroom mirror, you turn to him with a smile after fixing yourself up. 

Leaning yourself on the desk to look at him, he had a nicely fitted black tux on that was entirely flattering on him, it did make you want to take it off piece by piece and stay home for the night, but you’d been looking forwards to this play for a while. Especially since Lexi admitted she had put you in the play, the two having grown up together, meeting in elementary school, best friends ever since. You had to be there, especially for the piece she had added about Fezco and you into the production. What a sight that would be.

“Don’t you look handsome?” You sauntered over to him, sliding a teasing hand around his waist and laying your head against his shoulder.

He smirks lightly at your presence. “Don’t get nothing started now, ma, we ain’t goin’ no where if you do,” he did always say your touch drove him wild, the tone of his voice almost made you want to test his theory. But, as experience has shown, it was no theory.

You chuckle, kissing the side of his jaw, before rubbing his shoulder, “Don’t worry big boy, now, come on, let me help you with that,” you turn him to you and take his tie from him, he visibly relaxes at that, glad to give it over and you smile with amusement. “I love this tux on you, we should get you more,” you bump his chin lightly, correctly tightening the tie up, looking it over as he shrugged.

“And where else you think I’m goin’ like this?” Fezco questioned, a raised brow and a humored expression.

“Honestly, you don’t have to go anywhere, you can stay right here,” you pull him down by his tie, his grin widening a fraction, your noses brushing together from how close you were. 

“Right here?” he asked, lowly, a hand wrapping around your waist, his lips touching yours, pressing into you, pulling away as you smile, kissing him back.

“Oh yeah, here, and at our wedding, at Ash’s graduation,” you added in, breathing deeply into your next kiss, “All that good stuff,” you mutter out, your hands climbing up to his face, holding tight to his neck to steady yourself as he dared to pull you closer.

Fezco nodded, “for sure, ma, sounds like a plan,” he flipped the collar of his shirt, “I can get used to it.”

You smiled, widely, before hearing someone enter the room, from the footsteps you knew it was Ashtray, the two of you turn to the door as he steps inside, “Yo, ya’ll gon’ be late, so quit suckin’ face and get the fuck out,” he pointed to the door, rolling his eyes at the two.

“Come on, man, chill,” Fez said to his little brother, sighing.

You snickered. “Sounds like you’re trying to get rid of us, little man,” you pulled away from Fez, who sighed, taking the jacket of his tux piece off the rack to finish off his outfit.

Ash makes a face as you walk over to him. “I ain’t tryin’ to get rid’a nothin’, you was all over the place about gettin’ there early, remember?” 

“Relax, the play doesn’t start for another half hour, we’re good,” you said, putting a hand on the top of his head that runs down to his cheek, a loving gesture that you’ve down for years now. 

He calms down slightly, “Yeah, yeah, just don’t come to me when you’re whining about being late.”

“Gotcha,” you hummed, agreeing. “Now, I made you and Faye some dinner for later, in case you get hungry, and there are some sandwiches in the fridge,” you took your earrings from the dresser before heading out to the hall, following after fez as he heads to the front of the house. 

Ashtray follows after you, trailing behind, eagerly. “Cool, so, when ya’ll think you’re gonna be back?” he wondered, curiously. He didn’t exactly want to stay home alone without you both, but he didn’t want to go to Lexi’s dumb play either, he’d have rather order takeout, ‘reluctantly’ curl up to you on the couch with his brother and watch some old movie. But, he could wait until after he supposed.

“The play shouldn’t be more than two hours, really,” you started, thoughtfully, taping Fez on the back, mostly to confirm, to which he nodded. “then, we’re heading to Wayne’s for food with Lex and the others,” you then remembered, turning back to look at Ash, “feeling for the usual from there? Burger, fries?”

Ash held in his own little smile, one that he hoped came off as nonchalant. Although, you always did it, it still meant the world to Ashtray that you’d think of him, even with the little things, “You know my usual,” he shrugged, looking away and making his way to the living room, where he caught sight of Custer, who still sat still on the couch, hardly said much of anything.

Ash’s exterior hardens as he catches Custer saying something, whispering to Faye harshly, the girl frowning deeply before glancing at Ash and looking away quickly, rushing back to the Kitchen, avoiding him. The boy slips a knife off the counter as he passes, having a bad feeling about the man that. A worst feeling creeping up into him that he’d held onto since he entered. He had something to hide, and that was the last thing they needed, someone who was hiding shit while being in a house with drug dealers. Nothing ever went right when that happened.

 And Ash was gonna remind him. 

The boy makes his way over to the man, sitting on the one seater next to the long couch, staring at him, glaring, suspiciously.

The man having been tense since he stepped into the house, but the whole exchange between those two completely didn’t sit right with Ash. Custer gulps, visibly, looking at him, the boy that killed Mouse and broke his nose, he had reason to fear the kid, but he had to act cool for the time being. “What’s goin’ on, man?” 

Ash looked at him, stared. “Nothin’,” he answered simply.

Custer nods, not having it in him to ask something else as he breathes deeply, hands tapping his knees to calm himself. “Yeah, yeah, I get it.” He glances over at his phone, that was on, someone listening on the other side. 

Ash doesn’t say anything more. You notice the exchange a few feet away as Fez walks back to the room to get the flowers he had left there and put on his shoes. 

You glance over at Faye who takes a shaky breath and gulps down some water from her glass, your smile dissipates instantly, it gets eerily quiet in the house now and you know right then and there something’s up. You turn to Faye, fully, and her eyes immediately flicker up to yours, the moment she sees the look in your eyes, she begins to crack. Blinking rapidly, she holds tight to the glass, threatening to break it in her hand, she opens her mouth slightly but then glances to the side and deciding against it.

 She offers a tiny, forced smile, glancing over at Custer, just slightly shaking her head. “Y-You look beautiful,” she stutters out, but then points out the shoulder pin of your dress. “Let me fix that, for you, I got it.”

Faye comes over to you, turning you to face Custer and Ash, you just notice Custer turning away from you and facing the television once again, watching Faye in that moment. Your eyes go wide as you begin to realize what exactly is going on, “Mouse was found,” Faye whispers as she messily fidgets with the pin of your dress, your blood running cold. “Custer’s in with them,” knowing exactly what she means, you felt sick to your stomach, hardly able to breath as Faye pulled back from you, a sure look in her eyes that told you to RUN.

“Thanks,” you breathe, “I didn’t even...realize, it was loose,” you spoke to convince Custer, who’s shoulders visibly relaxed at your sentence, your heart raged with a fire in that moment, you wanted nothing more than to stampede over to that man and choke the life out of him, but apparently there was no time.

“Ash,” you spoke, quickly, trying not to sound too unlike yourself. The boy turned to you, a look in his eye aimed towards Custer that made you understand that he had definitely figured out something was wrong as well. “Help me with, um, Fez’s tux please, babe?”

Fez takes that moment to leave the room, shoes on and flowers in hand, lips turning up in confusion, looking down at his . “my tux? What’s the pr--,” he pauses, expression dropping upon seeing your face and a hand raising to him to stop him. “Ash,” he doesn’t tear his eyes away from you as he calls for his brother, a worried look in his eyes as he notices yours. “Come ‘ere man.”

Ashtray stands, glaring down at Custer before walking off, he goes up to his family, the three walking down the hallway back to the nearest bedroom, “That fucker has got some shi-,” Ash starts, hardly a whisper but adamant, you interrupt him.

“We need to get the fuck out of here,” you whisper, unable to stop yourself from shaking, nothing but fear coursing through you, for your boys, for their future, for what could happen if they don’t leave right now. “Right now.”

Both boys look at you, eyes going wide as your eyes redden, tears threatening to spill, you take a frantic breath, you rush over to the closet, tossing off your heels and grabbing Fez’s coat, “What’s going on, ma?” he questions you, worriedly, keeping his voice at a whisper. “What happened? Is it Custer? Faye? What?” he watches you put on some sneakers, taking out two big duffel bags that you’d usually use for the gym or a picnic.

“Yes, yes!” you answer, before shaking your head. “No, wait! No, they found him. they found mouse, Custer’s with them, and we need to leave, before they get here first,” you turned to your boyfriend with urgency, you can see his heart stop before he curses, fuming as he turned back to the door. “No, no, not now, don’t focus on him now,” you pull him back as he stomps towards the door, ready to rip Custer apart for betraying him, bringing this shit to his doorstep, putting his family in danger. “Look at me, look at me,” you take his face in your hands, you feel his heart beating like that thunder beneath his skin. “We’ve got this. We have to just focus on going, ok? Focus. We’re ok.”

Fezco nods, breathing deeply, taking your hand, pressing it to his lips hard before pulling away and turning to Ash who’s already stuffing a bag with cash and weapons, clothes being layered on top of it. “I got that, man. Look, I need you to do somethin’,” he spins Ashtray around when he doesn’t hear him, “Hey, hey, Ash,” the boy is shaking, hands balled up to keep himself still, but keeps a hard look on his face, breathing harshly. He’s scared, angry, “We’re good, ‘ight. We’re good. I need you to go to your room closet, there’s the attic door in there, you gotta climb up, open it, we’ll be right there,” Fez puts his forehead to his brothers, rubbing the back of Ash neck to calm him down, the two keeping eye contact. “Go, now. Go!” He hands him an empty bag from the closet for his own clothes in the room.

Ash rushes to his room, being careful of not making too much noise for Custer to get suspicious, turning on the room light, eyes widening when he sees the attic door. 

You and Fezco pack the bags as quickly and quietly as you can, you make your way to Ash’s room quietly, taking a handful of important things he’d need from his drawers. And peeking into the closet to see he’s already up there, peering down, relieved there really was an attic crawlspace here, and extending his hand for the bags. “Good boy, Ash, just stay there, ok? Please,” you pass him the bag, he puts it up in the attic, luckily finding a crawl space that could lead them to the roof and out the house. 

But, he frowns when he hears you say that, “What the fuck? No, I’m coming back down to help,” he curses, reluctant to stay here and helpless, he didn’t want to leave your alone. 

“Please,” you sniffle, taking a breath as you didn’t mean to let it slip, “Please, just stay there, Ash, please,” you beg him, before leaving the room before Ash can protest anymore.

You walk back over to the room, knowing that it’s been quiet for a little too long for Custer to not become suspicious, “Not too tight, Ash,” you said, aloud, Fez whipping around to look at you, you nod your head to him and he understands then. “Can you hand me that pin?” you asked, loud enough for Custer to hear.

“Gotchu, ma,” Fezco packs in some of your clothes and his, a few more bills, important documents you knew they’d need, their passports, “Hand me my watch from the bathroom, man?” he played along, making his way to Ash’s room and tossed the last bag up, nodding to his brother. 

You linger in the bedroom for a moment, Fezco coming back for a bookbag he had stuffed with random items, you’d need, he hated that he couldn’t grab anything else but they needed to leave. He shouldered the bag, taking your arm and kissing your forehead softly, “Come on, baby,” he whispered to you, the two of you sneaking out of the room, but Faye catches sight of you two, which makes you both freeze up.

Fezco looks to Faye, already pushing you behind him and towards the closet door, looking down to Faye, a look that begs her to stay quiet, and she listens, her eyes glancing down at the bags in hand.

Faye looks at you both, her lips parted, in surprise but she then looks back at her boyfriend, Custer, then back to you, handing Fez his wallet and she squeezes both of your hands tightly. A goodbye.

You nod to Faye, tears rushing down your face and you take one last look at her before rushing into Ash’s room, into the closet and climbing the attic stairs. Fezco follows behind you, pulling the rope to close it, quietly, it shuts with a light thud, you take out your phone for a flashlight in the dark and look around. 

You focus it on Ash for a second to make sure he’s okay, just something about this night, finding out about Custer ratting them out, you had suddenly had such a bad feeling. You wiped off a smudge on his face, using that moment to gently take the side of his face, he nods, knowing you’re asking him if he’s okay. You looked around the incredibly dusty attic, a forgotten room, clearly, but luckily for you all, Fezco knew every inch of this house. 

Ashtray looks to you, before pointing to a corner, a dusty crawlspace and a hint of light showing, from beyond it, “There.”

Fez puts his hand to the small of your back, “Let’s get outta here.”

You all make your way down to it, Ash going first, being the smallest, the duffel strapped to him, the ground creaks irritant below you all, and your freeze, wincing at the sound before continuing. You both follow Ash and it takes a while, with dusty cobwebs, spiders and dried leaves everywhere, but you force yourselves through a space that could’ve been a chimney. The tree of you rolling right onto the roof, coughing up the dust that rammed its way into your throats, you then look around, eyes widening as you spot the swat truck that had pulled up to the house not too far. No one had stepped out of it yet, luckily and it was too dark to see any of you popping out of the roof of the house but that didn’t mean any of you were out of the clear yet. 

The moment Fezco saw the SWAT truck, he could hardly believe it, of course he believed you the second you said something was up, but seeing it for himself was something else altogether. Who knows what would’ve happened if they stayed in the house. 

“Get your asses over here,” Ash whispers harshly from the side, you and Fezco look over at him and he’s making his way down the side of the house, luckily it was only one floor or this would be a lot harder.

All three of you make it to the ground behind the house, you can hear Custer start to shout, calling from somebody, probably Fez, noticing the quiet nature of the home now. Then you all begin to run, your bags in hand, Fezco’s hand in yours and making sure that Ashtray stays running in front of you both so you never lose sight of him. Running behind the neighbors yards and over the fences, Fezco helping you over the dividers and the both of you pulling Ash over together, quietly to not alert any security systems, sleeping neighbors and such.

You make it over to your apartment complex, running for what felt like hours, you were glad you hadn’t lost your car keys with all the running, you toss them to Fez who catches them and unlocks the car for all of you. You give him a hat that you had left in the compartment box and you tie yours up, taking off your coat as Fezco starts the car. He starts driving immediately, all of you panting, exhausted, shaking from the rush of it all, the image of the police SWAT car still imprinted in your heads.

You turn to Ashtray, reaching over and cupping the side of his face. “You good?” you look to your boyfriend as he drives. “Everyone alright?”

Ash releases a tired, humored breath. “That was fucking insane,” he says, with a laugh of disbelief, you slump against your seat, laughing with him, glad he was at least mentally intact.

Fez stops at a red light, and takes your hand, your turn to him, “Can’t believe we just got away from that shit,” he laughed, scoffing to himself, unable to believe what they just went through, what almost happened to them. “Shit, ma, we got outta there because’a you,” he leaned over, “fuck,” breathlessly, hugging you to him, you take him in and fist your hand into his jacket. “Fuckin’ love you girl,” he kissed you hard, the fear dissipating between all of you now. You were okay.

The light turns green.

“I love you too,” you breathe into him, you reach out behind him, taking Ash’s hand, he looks to you with a smile, his eyes red with relief. “Both of you.”

It was time to go now, go somewhere new. Somewhere better, to start over.

Fezco drives, stopping by the high school, you rush inside and leave the flowers by Lexi’s locker, the note that you and Fez had wrote for her with it, edited down with their goodbyes and see you laters. 

Running back to the car and driving off, Fezco and Ashtray look to you and grin, thinking of the life they can choose now with a fresh start. Leaving the small town they’d grown up in. They could go anywhere, maybe going off to the countryside, maybe to a farm, maybe to a high-rise city, the plan wasn’t clear but it was ok. 

They had the time.

#fezco x reader #fezco #fez x reader #fezco imagine #fezco euphoria #euphoria x reader #euphoria #fezco x you #euphoria season 2 episode 8 #euphoria finale #euphoria 2x08 fanfic

[megandzane]

It’s the way so many women (black women included*) feel that Meghan Markle doesn’t deserve sympathy b/c she’s rich, light skinned (so many comments of “if she had been one shade darker” from bw) and she “acts white” ( like why does the black community associate intelligence and well spokeness with whiteness?) for me. Like yeah she does hav privilege, but ultimately she still got racist treatment. It really doesn’t sit right with me how they continuously lick the royals’ boots blaming Meghan for the terrible treatment she experienced. I really side-eye black women who always use the “had she been one shade darker she wouldn’t have caught his eye” like sis, you’re literally perpetuating the ideal that dark skin isn’t attractive yourself. I also have issues when they bring up M’s past dating history (dating and marrying white men) as more proof that she doesn’t belong to the black community (and why she’s undeserving of empathy for all she suffered b/c “had she married a black man” 🙃) and in the same breath give black men a pass for doing the same. It’s the sexist double standard for me. It doesn’t sit right with me and comes off as jealousy. I’m a firm believer in going where you’re desired and treasured regardless of race. Like ofc with interracial marriages/relationships there’ll be issues but as long as they’re willing to defend you, and do the work to learn, why not? (Didn’t mean for this to sound like a rant but it’s still disheartening seeing the lack of sympathy from fellow black women for Meghan sometimes)

* I’m saying this as a darkskinned black woman

It’s so problematic. I’ve written a lot the same stuff you’re saying. I just wrote about the “one shade darker” comments. I try to refrain from commenting on things regarding the Black community as I’m not Black, and I don’t want to overstep. But I do find those comments ignorant and upsetting, it does perpetuate the idea of dark skin being ugly. A lot of it comes off as insecurity and projection. Colorism is so ugly.

I’ve said it before, and I’m gonna keep saying it. There’s ways to acknowledge Meghan’s light privilege without dismissing her experiences.

And you’re absolutely right about how some people claiming to care about racism will shit on Meghan to kiss royals asses. I’ve also noticed that a lot of these talking points are used by racist white people, who want to erase Meghan’s blackness to be racist to her. I’ve seen all these same things said by hate accounts who are having tantrums about critical race theory. It wild how some of these poc accounts I’ve seen on this website, who are so quick to whitewash Meghan and call her ignorant, are literally running royalist blogs. Whitewashing Meghan and calling her embarrassingly naive / blaming her for her own abuse, is so gross. But the audacity to be doing that while running a royalist account is something else.

I think we all know it would be worse for Meghan if she was dark, there’s never been a question about it. The “could you imagine if she was dark skinned?” Comments are a bit redundant imo, she’s being so mistreated now. Her very light son was called a chimpanzee. Her days old daughter was likened to a Black man that was brutally murdered.

Meghan herself has talked about her light privilege, she’s flat out said on camera that people treat her better because she’s light, but that she’s still treated as “an other”. Her school friends have said white kids called her a poodle because of her hair texture.

I would have a lot less sympathy for Meg if she used her new position in a white space to shit on other poc, she’s never done that. Ever. Not even before all this. There’s no reports of her being racist or problematic.

I might question her choice to join this toxic racist institution, but she’s always championed diversity along the way. Her first solo project spoke volumes. She would’ve had a much easier time with the right wing media if she had chosen to align herself with whiteness, become a “ pick me”, but she didn’t do that. She’s not like the poc who shit on other poc to get a seat at the table. That’s the difference for me.

I actually think a lot of hatred of her came from the fact that she didn’t try harder to pass as white and get white peoples’ approval. I think they viewed that as white rejection.

Sorry, I’m really not trying to poc this conversation or take away from what you’re saying. I’m just probably not the best person to answer some of this. If anyone wants to add feel free.

#I’ve been saying similar things although more so about the colorism #you can check out my race tag #sorry this took some time to get to #I’m trying not to poc the conversation so if anyone wants to add feel free #I’m just trying to answer and acknowledge without overstepping #I try to stick with things I know such as colorism and feeling like I don’t belong in my own community #race #we got mail #she’s dated men of color but that shouldn’t matter #I actually think a lot of hatred of her came from the fact that she didn’t try harder to pass as white and get white peoples’ approval

[written-in-knife]

MC with tics (All Characters)

I was ticking at work and thought of this! I don’t think I’ve seen anyone else do one of these, so I figured I’d do one. Remember, everyone with tics has different experiences and these are mostly based on mine, this isn’t meant to be offensive in any way to anyone. And this is my first headcanon post! Hope you like it!

WARNING: Tic mentions, mostly vague descriptions of tics, mentions of self harm during tic attacks

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Lucifer

He tries his best, he really does

Tries very hard to treat you like anyone else no matter what you say or do

But sometimes he just cannot ignore a tic

He knows you can't help when and what you tic

But that doesn't stop him from at least lecturing you now and then when you say the wrong thing at the wrong time

"I understand you cannot control your tics, but you cannot say Lord Diavolo has large breasts when he is in the room!"

Knows he can't help very much during a tic attack, especially if he's busy, but will immediately get someone who can help if you need it

Will check up on you afterwards, whether you want to talk about it or want a distraction from the fact that it happened, he's there

Reminds you his office is open for you if you just need a quiet place to go at any point

Mammon

Made fun of you when you first showed up

He feels awful about it now but your tics still make him laugh sometimes

And does get annoyed by the clicking and whistling sometimes

He's alright to go to during a tic attack

He'll try his best to make sure you don't hurt yourself and provide distractions

And he will absolutely wait it out with you the whole way through

Appalled when you tell him he can just leave you alone during attacks

"What? Do ya not want help from the GREAT MAMMON?"

Actually terrified to leave you by yourself during attacks, but will very reluctantly leave if you insist during one

Will defend you to the death, literally if he has to, if someone is making fun of you

Leviathan

I headcanon him as having anxiety based tics that flare up when he's stressed or excited

The two of you "call and respond" with your tics so often the others will separate you if you're not in either of your rooms

You have absolutely developed anime based tics because of this boi

He's one of the best, if not the best, to call when you're having a tic attack

He makes sure you're comfortable and brings fidget items and distractions and will try his best to gently stop you if any of your tics inflict self harm

May have to leave though if your tics start triggering his own or vice versa

Will gift you fidget items that have helped him, most of them are anime themed, of course

Satan

He read up on tics when Lucifer told everyone you had them

Knew partially from Levi, but since he mostly keeps to himself, he didn't look into the finer details

He knows in theory what to do and what not to do

But this boy is absolutely not into it at first

You best not be near him when he's already pissed off or reading

Your clicks and whistles when he's trying to read irritates him to the point where he will relocate himself out of the HoL if he has to just to finish a chapter

He tries his best not to take it out on you, he knows you cant help it, but he has snapped at you a handful of times

Will absolutely pass you off to someone else if you start having a tic attack

But will check up on you when its over with a cup of tea and an apology

Asmodeus

Has a love-hate relationship with your tics

Most of the time he finds them great, some of them are hilarious and you gave him permission to laugh if they're funny and no one is getting hurt

Other times you say something about him that he doesn't like

Or you end up hurting yourself! And neither of those will do.

Tries his best to help during tic attacks but he doesn't really know what to do

Will try to follow your instructions but will probably end up calling for help from someone else or just waiting with you quietly nearby

You have developed lots of tics because of him including "I love you" and "Your hair is shit"

Like I said, love-hate relationship.

Beelzebub

I headcanon him as being the brother whos closest to Levi, so he's way more used to it than the others

He's the one most likely to copy your tics. Not to be mean, just because some of the noises you make are fun and he likes them

Will immediately stop and never do it again if you ask him not to though

Sweet sunshine boy tries his hardest to help during tic attacks but doesn't exactly know what to do

If any of your tics inflict self harm during an attack he will just try to hold you to make you stop

Will be the quickest to apologize if he triggers a tic

Will also be the quickest to come to your defense if someone is making fun of you at RAD

No matter how much he reacts or responds to them, he's probably the least bothered by your tics and is the easiest to hang out with

Belphegor

Another one who absolutely was not into it at first

He tries his best not to react to your tics but sometimes he's tired or irritated and your tics just annoy him

He will just silently remove himself from the room, even if you're the only two in that room

Is very glad to find out you don't tic in your sleep and it won't interrupt your shared nap time

He will also pass you off to literally anyone else during a tic attack

But he will leave his pillow with you during it

When you find him after the attack to return his pillow, he demands cuddles and a nap because you probably need one right? You deserve one, anyway.

Absolutely delighted when he discovers a tic that annoys Lucifer and will very subtly try to trigger ones he knows will set the eldest off

Diavolo

He find you absolutely fascinating

Asks so many questions about your condition, why tics happen, what they feel like, why you can't control them, how many humans have tics

You were very cautious about being around him when you first arrived at the Devildom, you didn't want to embarrass yourself or Lucifer

Until you had a wild new tic during a visit with him

Asmo had asked you what you thought of Lord Diavolo

And your tics responded for you with "he's got some tig ol biddies"

You thought Lucifer was going to pop a blood vessel

Luckily Diavolo did not know what "tig ol biddies" were

Unluckily he kept asking Lucifer to define the phrase for him

You got a hefty lecture that night

But Diavolo finds you delightful and that’s what counts, right?

Barbatos

Is the least concerned about your normal ticking

No matter what you say, what sounds you make, what gestures you make, what you do

As long as you're not hurting yourself, he will absolutely just treat you like everyone else

Doesn't even have to ask which phrases are tics and which aren't, he just knows

Was around for the "tig ol biddes" tic

You only saw it for a split second, maybe it was a trick of the light, but he cracked an amused smile at it

Another good one to go to if you're having a tic attack

He'll make you comfortable and bring you anything you need, but he won't stick around, he has work to do

He'll check in on you though, call for someone if you want, and be there for you once its over

Solomon

Other than Levi, understands the most about tics

He's lived in the human realm for a long time, you can't tell me he hasn't encountered other people with tics

Is the most likely to jokingly respond to your tics

"Your hair is shit!" "Then pay for my haircut."

Will offer magical assistance (experimental) to lessen your tics

Will immediately call Simeon if he even suspects a tic attack coming on

He'll wait it out with the two of you, but he doesn't want to try to help you by himself

Has some real snarky comments for anyone making fun of you at RAD

Simeon

Would be the least concerned about your tics if it weren't for the cussing

As an angel, he's almost required to clutch his pearls and give you a look when he hears some of the colorful phrases that come out of your mouth

He doesn't say anything since he knows you can't help it

Another good one to go to if you're having a tic attack

He will absolutely get you anything you need and make you as comfortable as possible

Very patiently waits it out with you and comforts you when you get frustrated

Had a moment of internal panic when you developed one of Levi's TSL tics

Luke

Has nearly as many questions as Diavolo; what are they, why do they happen, how long have you had them, why do you say that

Needs Simeon supervision to be around you, just in case

Gets his ears covered a lot, but still ends up asking what some of your more… explicit phrases mean

After a long time of being friends with the young angel, he finally convinced you to bake with him, despite your insistence that it was not a good idea

But you both had a lot of fun with it! Even with the mess the two of you had to deal with afterwards!

Your hands were clean, it didn't matter too much that you dipped your finger in the batter and dragged in across his forehead while saying "Simba"

Didn't get the reference anyway, which did prompt a good movie night

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me headcanons #obey me mc #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me solomon #obey me simeon #obey me luke #obey me hcs #knifes hcs #mine

[kinogane]

Meditations on Playing as Earthlings in Dragon Ball Xenoverse, Part 2

(previously)

The Dragon Ball Xenoverse games allow you to play as five races: Earthling (the default selection), Saiyan, Majin, Namekian, and the elegantly named "Frieza Race", with the first three races having an additional choice of gender. Compared to the Dragon Ball games mentioned in the previous post, Xenoverse probably differentiates the most between race/gender combinations. Each has a drastically different basic moveset that will be extremely relevant in combat, especially for strike-oriented playstyles, each have different stat spreads (and sometimes mechanics) that incentivize different playstyles, and arguably most importantly, each have their own unique techniques, the centerpiece of which is the race-specific Awoken Skill.

For context, in the first Dragon Ball Xenoverse, there were two problems with transformation skills like Super Saiyan and Unlock Potential. First was that they counted as Super Attacks, so you would have to give up a skill slot to make use of them, and second was that the transformations available to your character consisted of Kaioken, Unlock Potential, and variants of Super Saiyan. So like past Dragon Ball games, you weren't especially rewarded for playing a non-Saiyan character, since it meant you had to run Unlock Potential (or run a gimmicky Kaioken build), while Saiyans could at least nominally choose between that, and multiple variants of Super Saiyan that suited their playstyle.

This was remedied in the second Xenoverse game with the addition of Awoken Skills, which were transformations that occupied a separate slot. More importantly, Xenoverse 2 also added race-specific Awoken Skills, which meant that there was actually a compelling reason to pick races besides Saiyans.

In theory, at least. In practice?

Frieza Race characters probably gained the most in the sequel. Their Awoken Skill, Turn Golden, is relatively straightforward, both from a gameplay standpoint and an aesthetic standpoint. Your ki blasts are stronger and you do the Golden Frieza thing. Much like the form in the series proper, it's a bit dull and uninspired as a body recolor, but it is identifiable as a powerful transformation.

Namekians gained the ability to Become Giant, hearkening back to King Piccolo in the original Dragon Ball (and I guess Lord Slug in the movies), which as I understand was a fun transformation to use before it got nerfed in subsequent patches. Currently, it's a neat gimmick that's fun to mess around with and can be effective in bursts, but the stamina drain means it can't see the extended use that just about every other Awoken Skill can.

Majin gained the wildly unpopular ability to undergo Purification, which translates into becoming a Kid Buu with a special moveset. A Kid Buu that, mind you, only changes its skin and eye color as appropriate; regardless of how you customized your character before the transformation, your Purified Majin is going to look basically the same as any other Purified Majin, which is kind of a problem in a game where a significant portion of the userbase's interest in the game is at least partially in coordinating outfits for their player characters.

Earthlings got to ride on a Flying Nimbus and use the Power Pole.

The race-specific Awoken Skill for Earthlings is riding around on a cloud that kinda already loses a lot of its luster when, by construction, all characters can fly, and wielding a weapon/tool that hasn't been relevant since the original Dragon Ball. It's a nostalgia play that basically no Earthling character is going to use extensively, since you can't use your own skills and are limited to a moveset that loses its visual and gameplay novelty in minutes, at most.

It should be mentioned that Saiyans, as of the time of this writing, have access to five variants of Super Saiyan.

(Caveat that I can't speak for the PvP side of these evaluations, and quite frankly, I couldn't be bothered since Xenoverse PvP seems thoroughly unappealing, but I digress.)

So yet again, even when concessions are explicitly made to make playing non-Saiyan races an appealing alternative from a gameplay standpoint, Saiyans are still the clear winners and Earthlings are still clear losers. Furthermore, there's at least an argument that the non-Earthling Awoken Skills at least invoke an image of power as understood in Dragon Ball. For all the shortcomings of the Namekian and Majin Awoken Skills, you can at least point to King Piccolo and Kid Buu as signifiers of strength. If anything, the image of Goku on the Nimbus with the Power Pole is reminiscent of a time when Dragon Ball was significantly less concerned with displays of power, which is kind of counterintuitive when it's invoked as a method of attaining greater power.

Put reductively, it's kind of a bummer, but then again, isn’t this dynamic, of Saiyans being given the lion's share of power and relevance while Earthlings get virtually none, the most Dragon Ball shit ever?

Hindsight has only made Videl's presence in the early parts of the Buu Saga all the more fascinating. For that run of episodes, all the way up to the World Martial Arts Tournament, the degree to which Videl is an active participant and outright combatant in the action is kind of surreal. It's not entirely without precedent, since Chi-Chi had her moments in the original Dragon Ball and the occasional moment in Z, but unlike Chi-Chi, it really does seem like Videl's perfectly content to be this active for as long as she's around. What's more, the show explicitly makes reference to her being wildly more powerful than her dad, who himself is established as of legitimate world champion caliber, and it even goes out of its way to have Gohan teach her to fly. While that scene is absolutely primarily meant to set up her true purpose in the series writ large, there's a pretty good correlation in Dragon Ball between "people who can fly" and "people who can at least fight a little".

Then, of course, Spopovich happens.

I'm not particularly interested in litigating post-crisis Videl here, since it's been discussed plenty, and yeah, I also think it's more than a little bit of a bummer. But knowing the trajectory of post-Z Dragon Ball, especially Super, it makes Videl's irrelevance on an action level kind of an inevitability? Like, yeah, maybe if she bounced back harder and played a larger role after the Spopovich fight, you maaaaaaaaaaaaaaybe could draw a line to her at least being comparable to the likes of Krillin, Tien, and Yamcha, but given the reality of modern Dragon Ball, would that be anything more than a pyrrhic victory?

So really, when you consider that the frankly ridiculous power scaling of Super is really just the logical extension of the scaling in Z that was already well underway by the Buu Saga, it naturally raises the question of why they bothered to even make Videl this much of an active force in the first place. From square one, she's arguably destined to be relegated to Gohan's love interest and future wife, so why go through the effort of showing the audience that she's stronger than every Earthling that's not a Z-Fighter? It does parallel Chi-Chi's strength in Dragon Ball to help further foreshadow her pairing with Gohan like Chi-Chi with Goku, but then why make her be that into fighting when Chi-Chi was always clearly content to be a housewife?

And like, Jesus Christ, all that only to be that definitive with that Spopovich fight?

I bring Videl up because my main created character in Xenoverse 2 is a female Earthling. Ever since I booted the game for the first time, there was no doubt in my mind that I was going to primarily play as a female Earthling, because with it came the knowledge that I was going to control a female Earthling doing and achieving some frankly wild shit, like going toe-to-toe with Final Form Mira, literal deities, Jiren, and Ultra Instinct Goku(?!?), sometimes back-to-back in certain Parallel Quests.

And of course I can, because that is the entire reason for the Xenoverse games' existence. The game has always been an unabashed power fantasy all about defeating some of the most powerful entities in Dragon Ball history with your own created character on your own terms.

And yet, as I do all of this with my female Earthling, the knowledge that in canon, the most powerful analogue to my character is Videl, a character who almost literally gets the relevance beaten out of her in a brutal and unforgettable manner, makes the experience feel almost rebellious. It feels like everything from the godawful Awoken Skill to the subpar race/gender stat distribution for a strike-oriented build to the very nature and history of Dragon Ball itself is working against my character becoming a ludicrously powerful force of nature, and yet I not only can, but literally must push through and go even further beyond.

I cannot emphasize enough that this sense of transgression has no basis at all when it comes to the game. Absolutely nothing about the Xenoverse games explicitly suggests that Earthlings, female or otherwise, are somehow destined to be strictly lesser than Saiyans or any other races. Again, the game is an unabashed power fantasy; it's going to let you achieve that power fantasy regardless of race or gender, because to do so otherwise is completely antithetical to the entire reason people play the game in the first place.

But looking at past Dragon Ball games, at least to me, makes clear that they really didn't have to include the option to play as an Earthling. They clearly feel no obligation to do so, since they've excluded it in previous games. They completely dodge the need to include a human-like race option with the existence of Saiyans, who aren't even differentiated by the presence of a tail. I genuinely don't think any significant number of people would have even batted an eye over the exclusion of Earthlings. ‘Cause, you know, it's Dragon Ball, why would you play as an Earthling?

But they did. They let you choose to play as an Earthling, a race that Dragon Ball has essentially been drilling into your head, for years, is a strictly less powerful and less interesting version of Saiyans with practically no upside. They gave you the option, and I took it, all because it effectively let me play out an extended Videl what-if by proxy and stretch credibility into complete, unrecognizable nonsense.

I recognize that this absolutely reflects more on me and my relationship with Dragon Ball as a whole than it does on Xenoverse, but when it’s the only Dragon Ball game that embraces customizable characters to the extent that it does, it’s necessarily going to be the only game that actually lets me grapple with that tension between the source and the spin-off, and reckon with how that can shape the audience’s experience and perception of the bigger picture.

#dragon ball xenoverse #dragon ball xenoverse 2 #xenoverse #xenoverse 2 #dbxv #dbxv2 #xv2 #dragon ball #dragon ball z #dbz #videl #videl satan

[wonderwomanfantasy]

Tendou NSFW alphabet

No one Requested this but I wrote it anyway

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He lightens the mood the the best of his abilities. He can be pretty mean durring sex so he makes sure you laugh a little and know that he really does love you. also lots of cuddles.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He likes his hair!! He likes how it stands out both because its color and becuase of how he spikes it up. Mostly he likes his hair because you like his hair. you’re always playing with it and scratching his scalp, it melts him. 

On you he likes your hands. they are wayyyy smaller than his and just so cute!! he will be holding your hand 25/8 

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

loves loves loves to watch his cum drip off of you. His cum is a little wattery so it runs and drips every damn where. he loves to bust over your chest and watch you try and  to catch it all as to not make a mess but its too late his cum is all over the place and you should probably wash the sheets. 

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He loves to make you drool. kinda gross but here me out. its because it’s gross that Tendou is into it. He will put his fingers in your mouth just to feel you drool down the side of his hand or make you choke on his cock just to see your spit dribble down your chin. gets him rock hard everytime. 

You get your wisdom teeth pulled and you end up drooling a little in recovery and Tendou is trying so hard to be a good boyfriend and take care of you but he’s turned on as fuck. 

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Not very. in fact he’s probably a virgin when the two of you meet. Most people are scared of him, or just think he’s weird so unless it’s like a one night stand he’s probably never done the deed before. 

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

something like this where he’s stratling one leg then has the other pressed to his chest. He likes seeing your face when you have sex so he can stick fingers in your mouth and he also likes that this position hleps him hit all the sensitive spots inside of you. 

that being said Tendou is into some weird shit so if you are flexable he’s going to put your ass in some straight up bonkers poses while you two fuck

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

oh you KNOW he’s cracking jokes the whole time wich is kind of jarring because he is also belittling you all the time so he might give you whiplash

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Got into manscaping as a joke and is very poud that he has the prettiest pubes on the team also yes the whole team has seen his pubes because Tendou. 

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Not very romantic tbh like I said he’s into degrading the fuck out of you and he’s got truble expressing how much he loves you at the best of times so don’t expect him to scatter roses for you or something </3

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

all the time babie. he’s horny all day everyday and also jerking off just helps him relieve stress so he’ll do it even if he isn’t in the mood. Not ashamed if you catch him either if anything he enjoys you watching. very into mutual masturbation as well. 

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

BDSM- Tendou is a sadist. that's it that’s the post. Tendou lives to see you crying or in pain that he caused. it’s just so much fun spaking you then belittling you and humilating you for getting off on it of course this is made all the better becuase you like it just as much as him.

He also loves making a reall mess of you, your hair will be tangled, any makeup you were wearing smudged and your whole body trembling as it’s covered in unnameable fluids. in Tendou’s eyes you’ve never looked better.

letex- Is this a kink? I think so. Tendou loves seeing you in tight-fitting black letex. he loves watching you jiggle in the tight fitting outfit and how your plump skin fills the costume perfectly, and if you were to dom him you better do it in a letex dominetrix suit 

food play- please imagine chocolatier Tendou pouring melted choclate all over your body so he can lick it up. Like I said he loves to make a mess of you. whipped cream, carmel, strawberries, icecream, Tendou would use you as a buffet table tbh 

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

in theory he likes doing it outside, thinks its romantic to blow your back out under the open night sky, but  tbh it’s hard to have kinky sex outside so he usally holds off on sex to the bedroom.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

when you use your “baby voice” like your voice pitches up and you hit him with the pout and the puppy dog eyes and he is putty in your hands. one time you found a stray kitty and started cooing over it as the poor thing. Needless to say, tendou had never been so jelous of a cat before. God forbid you baby Goshiki that way

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

not into roleplay He thinks it’s just cringey to pretend to be someone you’re not and it just takes him out of the experience. He also isn’t really big on sharing. He may threaten to let the whole world see you at your sluttiest if he’s humiliating you, but he’s bluffing that is a sight for his eyes only.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

tbh? not into oral that much. Not that he would ever turn down a blow job mind you, bt he would rather fuck you properly or just jerk himself off. 

that being said he still goes down on you fairly offten. He’s a big tease and loves to torture you with his tounge edging you over and over again. or tease you for humping his face like a desprate little slut. He also likes it when you sit on his face, it just feels intemet you know? it’s also a good way to show his control over you. Even though techincally you are setting the pace as you ride him, you still do what he asks cus your obedient 

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

it depends. if he’s still in teasing mode, he’ll be painfully slow, until you beg him to speed up, wich he will of course almost brakeing the bed in the process and if you tell him to slow down he’ll go back to slow and teasing. 

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He doesn’t like to have a full quicky but he will absolutely pull you aside to get you worked up before leaving you high and dry. before pouncing on you when you have a little more privacy. 

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He’s down for pretty much anything he’s pretty chill when you bring something up you want to try and always makes sure to bring up anything he wants to do in advance to make sure you’re comfortable and onboard. 

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

in the beginning he has no stamina homeboy busts in like a minute flat lucky for you he is willing to train and he can go for rounds on end imma say this for every one of these boys stg but his stamina is through the roof never going to stop having sex just because he’s tired. and if he is feeling low energy it manifests with less kinks rather than less sex. 

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

HA. yeah <3. Ushi found his box of sex toys once and hasn’t recovered since. Ball gags, nipple clamps, and handcuffs are some of Tendou’s personal favorites. 

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Do I even have to say it? is it even really sex with Tendou if he doesn’t make you beg?

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’s not loud but he talks a lot. He looms over your body and mummers into your ear all the dirty things hes going to do to you, or wants to do. he’s also highkey going to mock you if you’re too loud 

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

When he gets drunk he gets very sweet and clingy he also gets very touchy and drunk Tendou is one of the only times you’ll have sweet sex with him.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

his cock is very long with a redish purplish tip. He has a small case of pencil dick cus it’s not very gurthy rip Tendou

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Very high he wants you every day basically whenever you’re horny it’s safe to assume Tendou is also in the mood. 

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

like I said he dones’t get sleepy after sex really, but he does like to cuddle and he likes to watch you sleep while you’re curled up in his arms. 100% kisses your head while you sleep. 

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