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adobe-outdesign · 8 months

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Have you done the Tyrogue line yet? (Hitmonlee, Hitmonchan, Hitmontop, Tyrogue)

Tyrogue is interesting because it's the only case of two unrelated Pokemon being connected into a single line via pre-evo after their original release. I think this was a good change—there was nothing wrong with Hitmonlee and Hitmonchan being separate, but there is a really cool concept with Tyrogue evolving into either a kickboxer or a boxer-boxer depending on how it trains.

The design itself is good. I always enjoy designs that are humanoid without being too human-like, and Tyrogue strikes a good balance between the two extremes. I like the purple-ish pink body in contrast with the dark brown areas—it's definitely the best palette out of the line—and the expression and pose/animations give it a lot of personality.

My only issue with it is that it does feel a lot more like a pre-evo to Hitmonchan than to Hitmonlee. I can see some elements of Hitmonlee—the brown "pants" and "shoes", the bandage-like markings, the circles on the cheeks that arguably are where the arms go, the hands—but the eyes, head spines, and separate head instantly invokes Hitmonchan. Not entirely sure how you'd fix that though, and it's not a big deal by any means.

Tyrogue also had a beta in the form of this guy, known as "Gong". It maybe looks a bit more like Hitmonlee than the final version does, but it also feels less like either and is a bit more generic in terms of body shape. Final design's definitely the better one.

Hitmonlee is a really cool design, being what I can best describe as a drumstick with extendable legs. Very monster-y, and the stretchy legs are fun and convey the typing well.

Visually, the simple color scheme works well, and the black eyes pop nicely without bringing extra color into the design. The arms also have a good deal of anatomy to them despite the weird body shape.

My only nitpick is that weird yellow circle on the feet feels like an afterthought. Oddly, some of the early sprites suggest that used be a dewclaw, but now it's just this out of place element that probably could've been dropped.

Hitmonchan has a completely different vibe to it and is more humanoid in design, but it still works well to convey its concept. The head spikes mimic the shape of the "skirt", and the shoulder pads have this plated look to them, a design element that you rarely see after Gen 1.

My only nitpick with it is that the purple areas of the body are way too low-contrast and don't really add anything. Pumping up the saturation might've helped, but it also could've stood to be a different color—maybe a light tan, to go with Hitmonlee's palette. Other than that, it's solid.

Hitmontop has always been kind of a strange addition to the line. For example, Tyrogue is neutral, HItmonlee is kicking, Hitmonchan is punching, and Hitmontap... is the Brazillian martial art of capoeira. It works well enough, but it is oddly specific all things considered.

It's also weird because it has little in common with its other evos. It has Himonlee's claws and bandages, and Hitmonchan's head spikes, but it also has completely different eyes than either of them and a bright blue palette that comes out of nowhere. It doesn't look completely out of place or anything, but I do also feel like it could've been its own thing entirely with few tweaks.

Visually, the top idea is fun and the design gets it across well with the head spike and eyes and mouth that can be read regardless of direction. However, I'm not a big fan of the overly round body or the weird V cut in the blue, and the tail's always felt a bit out of place to me.

Of course, the reason it might feel slightly out of place is because it was originally... well, whatever the hell this thing is. Seriously, this has got to be one of the most out-there beta designs, and I'm telling you, there are a lot of out-there beta designs.

There are some elements to this design that I do wish had been kept. For example, the three legs form a perfect radius regardless of position, and I feel like they work better than the tail due to how rigid they are in structure. They also look a bit more like Hitmonlee's legs, so that's a neat touch.

I also really like how the face works. Hitmontop is a creature that's upside-down, but this thing has two completely different faces, one upright and one upside-down depending on which way its facing. That is VERY cool, and feels like a fun play on the concept.

However, it's undeniable that this thing is utterly bizarre, with its complete lack of a mouth, single eye when upright, and three legs. It honestly feels more like a UB than any kind of regular Pokemon. I do like elements of it more than the final, but as a whole, Hitmontop was probably the better choice and the more "Pokemon-esq" option.

Anyway, as a whole, this is a solid line with some fun abstract monster designs and clear themes. Personally I think Hitmonlee's the strongest while Hitmontop's the weakest, but all of them have their own charm.

#tyrogue #hitmonlee #hitmonchan #hitmontop #pokemon #pokemon reviews

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xelasrecords · 2 months

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Hi Xela :~) I had actually been meaning to ask you your thoughts on The Winning so I was happy to see you mention it in response to Faye 🥰 Shopper is definitely my favourite too.

Now life AND fictional men:

1. If you had to assign yourself a colour palette what would it look like? I think it's always interesting to know what colours people associate themselves with!

2. I feel like I still don't really know how you feel about any of the mysme characters aside from Jumin and V, so please rank them. Just based on personal preference 😌

The MVs for The Winning are insane!! I love the concept I love her acting I love everything about them. Some of the sounds like Holssi is more experimental but they're essentially IU. And the physical album with Tweety and dandelions on the acrylic is so cute.

I found this palette on Pinterest and I see my personality as this!

My taste in colours is more like this though

Mysme character ranking based on personal connection and unexplainable annoyance, here goes:

Jumin & V: my blog is the explanation

Zen: if there were no Jumin and V and he could be more empathetic, I'd choose him

Jaehee: she's cool and really nice but I don't think I can connect well with her. I can't see us being close beyond our relationship as the RFA members. But I do want to whisk her away to a healthy work environment and shower her with Zen merch

Yoosung: sometimes I get annoyed at him, but when he's not blaming V without evidence or comparing me to Rika, he's all right

Saeyoung: such a fun friend to have. His tsundere defense mechanism of pushing me away with harsh words is a huge dating dealbreaker tho. I also get protective over V when he beats him up what can I say I put my man first

Saeran: (I'm wary of admitting this because people love him) as Ray his codependency alarms me and as Suit Saeran he starves me and is verbally cruel and physically aggressive at one point. I know he's traumatised, but respectfully I don't want to go through all that and wait for him to treat me better just because I ~believe~ the nice him is in there somewhere. Then as GE Saeran he's just too..... sweet......

Vanderwood: neutral. I find him bland. Whenever he comes out I'm just like oh, 707's sidekick (he'd kick me if he heard this)

Rika: I don't like abusive characters in general. Her villainy also seems two-dimensional and the sun metaphors are exhausting.

Ann give me your color palette and mysme ranking too!

#xela answers #mystic messenger #jumin han #jihyun kim #zen #yoosung kim #rika #707 #saeran choi #jaehee kang

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letters-to-rosie · 11 months

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Hi! So my questions for the Q&A are:

Will Powder and Silco meet in the future?

What's Powder's fashion style in the fic? Do you have any visual description of an outfit she'd wear in the revolution verse, or an aesthetic pic with the right feel?

Speaking of visual aids, I'm sorry but can you help me out identifying the support cast and who is who from the show? It took me an embarrassing amount of time to realize who Scar and Kai were from the show, and Eve I know is the pink haired Firelight Jinx shorts, but I'm a bit confused as for the others 😅

Favorite scene you've written so far?

Scene from the future you're most excited to write?

Can you share a future fluffy moment between Powder and Ekko we should be excited about?

What has been/will be the more taxing scene to write due to its political and personal importance to you?

I think that's it, sorry if I pushed the bar 😅

oh my gosh these are great lol and certainly provide a (more than welcome) challenge! I'll do my best!

the plan is that they get to meet at least once, not far from the end of the story. By then, things have gotten pretty crazy, and Powder has to appeal to Silco's dad mode

I feel like Powder would still be generally in the Jinx color palette, lots of pinks and purples and black, but also blue. Lots of tank tops and t-shirts, and she's pretty much always stomping around in combat boots. I imagine her wearing a good bit of denim. She has a favorite denim jacket, too, kinda bomber jacket style, totally swallows her up, that sort of vibe. High collars, chokers, etc would still be part of her look. I see her as certainly liking style but keeping it more practical these days to make things easy. Like an effortless look. She still paints her nails fun colors. I figured I'd pull up some Mush pics to honor the originator of the reverse au design that started it all lol. These I think Powder would wear:

jacket would be kinda like this, though I'd do a lighter wash of denim:

no problem! So as far as the supporting cast is concerned, Sky is Jayce and Viktor's lab assistant. Megan's an OC, but they'd look similar (I needed someone to work at the hospital for chapter 3 and then I liked her and just kept her around lol). Gianna is based on the Firelight who kicks Caitlyn in episode 6 lol and is working on the mural in episode 7, though we never see her face. Ajuna is part of Ekko's lore from League, a friend who dies and he's unable to save. He's connected to the predecessor to the Firelight mural from the show. i just kinda threw him in there for fun because "The Revolution Will Not Be Televised" did the same. I think that's it for actual characters. The rest are OCs. I really ought to gather some visual references for them. Marnie is around Mel's skintone, for example...

UGH favorite scene this is so hard lol. I still really like all of chapter 2. I just can't help it. But since I've talked about liking it before, let me get out of my comfort zone. I think it's a little too hard to pick one, so I'll give a handful: the last section of chapter 3, all of chapter 7, really, the deal scene in chapter 10, the hospital in chapter 16, the balcony in chapter 18, the room key scene in chapter 19, and Caitlyn's conspiracy board in chapter 22 are all ones I'm pretty proud of or just enjoy reading because I think they're funny lol. I'm also proud of chapter 20 in general because plot twist!

I pre-write a lot of things, but as far as a scene I haven't written yet, I'm really excited to finish some stuff for Ekko's collection and there are some fun scenes of Powder really coming into her own. In particular, there's one that'll be quite a ways off where Powder sits down with Vi and they hash out a lot of the things between them, acknowledging the need to give each other space to live their lives as they've chosen to live them.

ahhhhhhh these idiots are gonna have so much fluff! What I will say is they should be dating within the next ten chapters (lest the story get away from me which is possible but I think by then they should be together lol). Before then, though, they're going to do some graffiti, fall into a fountain, and get all sappy in Ekko's car. And then after they get together they cuddle a lot and have a bunch of sex lmao. In a way, the physical relationship relates to the broader story in that Ekko helps Powder work on her confidence and articulating what she wants, which is similar to her journey of growing as a leader, a journey he also kicks off (though he kicked that one off by accident lol).

I think as the story keeps going it'll just get more taxing for me in general, if that makes sense. I'm always worried about coming off as preachy or heavy-handed. I'm probably overthinking things a lot. But I'd say that some of the setbacks the characters are going to face in pursuing their goals are going to be taxing in that emotional way. So far I think some of the stuff at the beginning was hard, and chapter 17 with Powder thinking about her hair was also hard, but it's kind of cathartic. The most I struggle with is how do I write a liberation story that works, because there's not a lot in the world for me to draw on in the way that I want due to international sabotage, etc. So I'm kinda taking these movements and trying to learn from their mistakes without feeling like I've got a perfect solution, because that's certainly not true, but I want to be hopeful. That balance of hope, a gesture at realism, tone and balance, trying to learn from the past, all of that can get a bit difficult for me.

okay, I think that covers it! These were so good for getting me to really think. It got a bit rambly at the end. I need to give that last one some more thought, so I might revisit it later. Thanks so much! 😄💙

#revolution hits 10k #rosie's writing desk #revolution-verse #arcane #jinx #ekko #timebomb #ekkojinx

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mymarifae · 1 year

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mafuyu for the character ask game? :3

favorite thing about them

MAFUYUUUUUUU my favorite guy. i think... well it's hard to pinpoint because he is a VERY well-written character. it disappoints me to see so many prsk fans reduce him to his depression and depict him as this like... perpetually miserable person or that's like alllllllllll they focus on when making content of him and maybe i should save this for the Unpopular Opinion section but whatever. anyway. he's extremely depressed yes but that's not the like, pivotal point of his character. he wants to get better. he wants to live!!!!!!! and it's not so much that he doesn't have any sense of identity; it's more so that the sense of identity he does have was meticulously picked out for him by his parents. all his dreams, wants, needs, hobbies, favorite foods - he never got a say in any of it! and he feels trapped and suffocated under the expectation to be the asahinas' Perfect Daughter for the rest of his life. he wants to escape this, but in order to do so, he has to rebuild his sense of identity and learn to choose for himself again (or...for the first time). this is a monumental undertaking. it's often fruitless and leads to no real results, and it's so, so, so tempting to give up... as we see mafuyu struggle with many times. but ultimately, his character is fueled by a desire to live. deep down, he knows what he wants. he just has to 1. admit it to himself and 2. survive until he gets to that point of being able to shape his life with his own hands. as frequently as we see him fall into despair, he clings fiercely to this one last ray of hope, and he keeps going, and he keeps going, and he keeps going.

he's a strong person! he's a very strong, very brave, very persistent person. he may appear to be like... complacent with his parents' expectations, but he's really, really, really not. he just needs to find his own voice and harness his inherent courage a new way. and like, yeah that's my favorite thing about him. his inherent courage. wanders off

least favorite thing about them

nothing ^^

favorite line

brOTP

AKITO. COME ON!!!!! just two boys being boys!!!! hanging out!!!! moving everything in ena's room two inches to the left!!!! pushing each other around in shopping carts until they get kicked out of the grocery store!!!!!!

on a serious note i think akito would be a good person for mafuyu to bond with. just considering like, how stubborn and assertive and determined akito is. life has really tried its hardest to throw him off the path he's on, but he's clung to his dreams and ambitions like no one else (well that's not true. see: minori, aka another person that would be good for mafuyu to bond with BUT I DIGRESS). i think he could teach mafuyu that like... you don't have to listen when someone tells you No, Do This Instead. it doesn't matter if they tell you it's wrong or that you would be better off obeying their orders. if it makes you happy... go for it. run after it. your life is your own; leave behind anyone who tries to control and discourage you

unfortunately colorful palette hates me and will continue to torture me by putting them in close proximity to each other but not letting them become actual friends 😊

OTP

not the most interested in mafuyu ships if i'm being honest like yeah ok cute or whatever but friend chip takes priority in my brain. but i do enjoy kanamafu :) they're sweet <3

nOTP

don'tcare

random lgbt headcanon

TRANS GUY MAFUYU IS SO REAL IN MY HEAD ok. it's just... it's the perfect end to his whole "Discovering My True Self" arc. he's not the asahinas' perfect daughter. he's not perfect. he's not their daughter at all. they never bothered to get to know the real mafuyu, and they never will

also bi

unpopular opinion

ugh ok so there's this like...prevailing notion that mafuyu's True Self must be wildly different from the front he puts up at school and with his parents. like he must Really just be a cold distant apathetic kind-of-jerk and aglkdfjnkdfjndfkjn. he's. depressed. the way he lets himself act around nightcord is just him being extremely depressed it is not a reflection of his "real" personality

mafuyu is kind! he is very empathetic and understanding! he's not the world's ultimate goody two shoes, but he is an extremely sweet, lovely, unique person who wants to be helpful and wants the people around him to feel appreciated, listened to, and loved. why do so few people understand this. it's so dark in here god help me

song i associate with them

COOLER GIRL - INABAKUMORI

die with me - avatar

endless summer 2014 - vampillia

never after - drewsif

favorite picture of them

ugh this card...so beautiful. SO beautiful. honorable mention tho:

silly.

#... i had a lot to say.#if i wasn't biased to akito i might say mafuyu is the most well written character in the game #heavy emphasis on MIGHT because the great thing about project sekai is ALL the characters are extremely well written #they're all so unique and their internal and external conflicts and struggles are thought out and handled with care #and i just.ugh. THIS GAME #mailbox

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kaijuparfait · 2 months

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Hazbin sona

design subject to change, very self indulgent, i've spent way too much of my time thinking about her and how she works:

everything can be explained by "i do what i want" and "because it sounded cool"- also i'm just using my art style for this, i'll mess around with the Hellaverse style at a later date

Sinner - Died from food poisoning (Gluttony)

Overlord - Owns and controls the largest portion of agriculture in hell

-- Makes plants grow faster, healthier, and in higher quantities

All bodily fluids are acid :D (a play on "citric acid")

-- Can consume and digest any and all foods and items, no matter if they are rotting and/or normally inedible, with no repercussions (this includes things like Val's smoke/love potions)

-- Acid can also be used as a weapon, being very dangerous if consumed or comes into contact with people/items

---- Can be used as a healing agent for small wounds and/or muscle/joint aches when in very small amounts

-- Acid can be secreted from glands around the base of each claw

The large, orange parts on her head, arms and legs are not her actual limbs, but are instead orange-like "armor"

-- They have the texture of normal oranges and are stronger than a regular orange- not by much, they can handle normal hits, but anything sharp or above your typical punch/kick will cause damage

---- This can be used as an advantage, as attacks on these parts of the body can lead to a larger amount of acid leaking out, even without hurting the body

-- The claws themselves are similar in texture to orange seeds, but are much stronger and can be sharpened and rounded at will

-- The parts around her head retract quickly, usually to protect the head and face from wind, dust, smoke, and simple, weak attacks

Clothes are based on a Native American ribbon skirt (default form).

The outer skirt splits open on either side in the Full Demon form to reveal another skirt underneath, similar in style to certain Native American women's fancy shawl regalia

-- The chest piece/cape is also based on that from Fancy Shawl regalia

Belt is a leather concho belt, with plain, circular conchos all around and a plain, heart-shaped concho on the front

The color palette aligns with oranges and limes

-- Hair is soft and curly, resembles that of rotting oranges in color

Leaves are decoration, they are not weapons and act similar to animal ears, corelating to her expressions

In combat, Citrus is best suited for things up close.

-- She is fast and her attacks hit hard, but she has no long range attacks and is very defensively weak

---- The best she can get with long range is by putting acid into breakable containers and throwing them, but that is very limited and depended on her aim, throwing abilities, and the limited time it can be stored before burning through the container

Despite having fairly good eyesight, having 4 eyes messes with her depth perception

-- Upper/Main eyes are more for day-to-day use

-- Lower eyes are for a wider peripheral and better "night vision" (not 100% night vision, but can see better in low light)

---- In her Full Demon form, the main eyes compound for an even wider peripheral and better movement detection

Eyes are red, like that of a fruit fly

In comparison/relation the canon cast of HH:

-- One of the nicer Overlords, but matches their lack of hesitation to cause violence and a general want for power

-- Takes the title of "Youngest Overlord", she's still an adult but has both been in hell for a lesser time and died at a younger age than any of the other Overlords

Its a conscious decision to not interact with most Overlords- and even just most people (she doodles on napkins during meetings)

-- Idolizes Missi Zilla and sees her as a big sister

-- Looks up to Alastor and Carmilla in some ways

---- Alastor for his power and abilities

---- Carmilla for her business power and place she holds in hell as a well known weapons dealer

-- She enjoys chatting with Nifty and Angel about various topics, from how their day was to any gossip they've gained

-- Had one conversation with Husk and went "father figure"

-- Taller than Nifty, but shorter than Vaggie

#kaijuparfait art #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel art #hazbin hotel oc #hazbin hotel sona #hellaverse oc #hellaverse sona

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obsidiancreates · 1 year

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My Concepts For A TMNT 2012 Themed Makeup Collection

First off: Individual small eyeshadow palettes for each character. And I mean small, like, probably just 3 or 4 shades each.

So like, one shade the same color as their masks, one the color of their eye colors, and one the shade of green their skintone is. And I don't mean "Eh purple but like any shade of purple" I mean EXACT SHADE MATCH. So that gives us these nice little trio palettes, I would have them all be All Matte No Shimmers/Glitters, because...

Companion Palatte: Out The Sewers Like Lazer Beams

This is a larger palette, probably around 15 shades, 18 at the very most. It's made of colors taken from scene backgrounds, enemies color schemes, and other characters. Like a more saturated pinky-purple than Donnie's is named "Irmabot Highlights" and a neon pink named "Kick Some Kraang" and such. Obviously some dark navy blues and such to represent the common background color.

Other Companion Palette: Lean Green Ninja Team

This one is 15-18 shades as well and is based around the non-turtle main/ally characters. "Hajime" being a brown shade taken from Splinter's coat, for example, "Hey There Red" being a shade of orange like April's hair with a yellow shimmer to it like her shirt, "GOONGALA" being a high-inpact shimmer with a gunmetal gray base and lots of white shimmer (not just to match with his color scheme but also like, He Hits People Hard Enough To Make Them See TV Static As They Go Down). Things like that. This is a slightly more neutral based palette so it also includes like, the color of their shells and wrappings and such (we could also put these into the 4 palettes based on The Boys specifically, I just wanted to keep those as small and no-repeat-shades as possible).

Turtle Power Cream Color Corrector Palette/Wheel In A Shell Shape

Dude their colors are LITERALLY perfect for color correction. Orange/peachy tones cancel out blue tones like undereye darkness/dark spots left by bad breakouts, purple/lavender tones help brighten, green cancels out redness in the skin like angry breakouts or rosacea, blue is less of a color corrector though and more of a Shade Adjuster however including it means you could still mix it with a foundation that's too Warm to cool down the shade, just might work best with a cream foundation father than a liquid since you need to mix it in directly, not just apply product over it.

Anyway.

MAN I LOVE BEING A TURTLE! Blush

Same shade as those little amine-style blushy bits they get on their faces, and kind of that pattern? Like the little shape/style it is, in the actual pan. I just think it's be cute.

Makeup Tools Shaped Like Their Weapons

Brush with a Bo style handle and the actual bristles are gray and angled like the blade at the end. One of those things people use to block their crease from getting eyeshadow fallout shaped like Mikey's bladed part (I tried looking up the name but there were a few variations of that and I wasn't sure which was right), angled eyeliner/brow brush like Leo's blades, eyeliner pens shaped like Raph's Sai, and I'm thinking an actual hand fan that looks like April's tessan to help dry the face is you use setting spray during makeup.

I've been trying to come up with fun lipsticks but I can't think of anything rn I'll update later though if I come up with anything.

#tmnt 2012 #tmnt 2k12

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writing-and-rebloging · 9 months

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i think the biggest whiplash i had was when barbatos and leraje was released from whb. sun lover versus hunting/ cynical vs a guy who likes thunder - magi anon

Now, I'm a little fuzzy on this, but I think they *can* reject conquerors. If memory serves right, Belial tried to do so with Hakuryuu (but was forced to anyway), so did Zepar with Sinbad (He picked Serendine instead, after a contest, but wasn't all that keen on Sin regardless iirc), and we saw that with Leraje too (flipped Kouen off and picked Kouha instead, which I'll actually talk about below) as well as Sinbad getting kicked out because he already had seven djinn, so I'm working with that assumption in mind, just as a heads up.

Leraje also gave me whiplash, in a way. However... I don't know if I'd say she's cynical as whole. She was hurt and betrayed by someone she trusted and as result, she ended up guarding her heart behind three military-degree walls. And the worst part is that it still hurts like a bitch. That's way she rejected Kouen without a moment's hesitation and called him a cheater to his face. That's why she picked Kouha as her king candidate instead. Was he the one with more odds? Probably not. But she had a little bit of hope in him, because that child, who was tagging along his beloved older brother, wasn't just feared and respected, but loved.

In a way, Kouha is what she needed, someone willing to pick the broken pieces of everyone around him, patch them together and remind them that they are worthy of love and respect themselves. That's why a lot of people follow Kouha, because at his core, he's kind and caring and maybe a little bit self sacrificial.

Leraye, on the other hand... Well... We don't have the whole picture, but he seems more cruel, and bratty overall, and I bet Leraje would take a single look at her counterpart, and say that he looks like a playboy... But at least he's pretty, as a saving grace.

They both share that streak of being maybe a little too invested in someone they love, though (Leraje never quite let go of Focalor, and Leraye trails after Satan like a puppy) so yeah.

I don't quite recall Djinn Barbatos in terms of personality, but the silver vs gold color palette is definitely interesting. But I dived into the wiki anyway, and he is noted as someone cheerful, the easygoing type you can get along with, but also a responsible sort who knew that when duty calls, you must attend to it, but after the fall and all, he lost some of his mortal morality and became much more war loving. But he still chose Muu of all people. Muu, who's kind, caring, a goof, the pitch perfect sunshine pup... And also a terrifying, if a little obtuse, guardian dog when he has to, so apparently Barbs kept that outlook of we party when we can, and we fight when we must.

Devil Barbs... I think he's a wee bit more careless. He wanted to go naked to war, after all. Which isn't all that different from the Alma Toran gang and the Djinn equips in a way, but it kinda gives "I don't give a shit" right now. And he seems a little less approachable, more callous, I guess?

So overall I think those two would get along somewhat, but they would have frictions, especially when it comes to "you should get your shit together, you're in the middle of a literal war". But if you get them together to party and spend downtime, congrats! You are now in the middle of a) a shit show b) an orgy c) lots of fun or d) all of the above! They would gang up on OM!Barbs, probably, at least to get him to loosen up on down times. Although Djinn Barbs would be against disturbing Demon Barbs when he's on duty. He might not be fighting, but he is serving a king, just like he did in the past.

I know you didn't ask for a rant-analysis-speculation, but! :D!

#Hey! The different spellings and them being called devils came in handy!#I uh... Like Leraje a normal amount #Hope you liked the word vomit and personal opinions!#what in hell is bad #Barbatos #Leraye #Ask

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nbwriteschaos · 2 years

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ACTUALLY ACTUALLY I WISH TO HEAR MORE ABT ARCHIE AND RYAN AND JUNE PLS

OMG YESSSSSS SO oKAY

there is a lot i think

archie is a complete fucking GOOFBALL!!! he's deffo one of my big faves in tswb because he's like,, the Light of it all... ive sort of decided that the vibes of tswb will be like melancholy, so i think his character will fit in really well! he's a been a part of the football team since middle school! coming out was really easy for him since everyone liked him anyway and just kind of seen it as him being an idiot. ryan is his boyfriend and he is in Deep love with him. they've been together about three years? and archie has been there to support ryan through his transition!

they're v much polar opposites as archie is super playful and goofy and dumb and ryan is very stern and smart and quiet, and i think thats honestly what makes them so fucking cute together anbd its so fun to write. v much self indulgent because thats my favorite trope ever. ryan is gonna be a be a super interesting character to write since i will be able to explore gender identity much more which is smth i'm very much interested in and also currently going through! thankfully i have many trans identifying friends who can help me with him ((and also myself LOL)) ! i want to stray away from the "kicked out cus of my sexuality" thing as much as i possibly can, but honestly, as "cliche" of a mark it makes in many lgbtq+ stories, it is a very real thing that many lgbtq+ people go through, especially transgender people.. so while it wont be his main highlight, its still a thing.

tbh i always forget about june for some reason but when i start to think about them and realize they are also apart of this story i just remember that i FUCkINGH love them and i NEED to incorporate them better!!!! i think their depth is my favorite out of all the characters. they have a history with substance abuse as i really want to draw attention to the opioid epidemic that is especially spreading widely through teenagers, and i really never see that written as a Normal thing that some people go through when it really should be recognized as a disorder/disability or whatever else one would want to consider it. i would get into detail about my opinion about that, but i won't for the sake of keeping my infodump mildly short.... plus this is only supposed to be a minor thing that has to do with their character as they have mostly gotten past it, i think its just smth very important to them and they're not at all shy about it.

june's design is also one of my favoritessss,s, they're very much inspired by like a 80s disco/arcade color palette. i think i want them to be as vibrant as possible to contrast their stoic front. there IS someone past the walls they have built up , and that someone is actually really fun and amazing and loving <333

together their whole dynamic is like two hardheaded mfs co-parenting a wild child and i think its beautiful. i think the three of them would be capable of supporting their own entire novel just bc their dynamic is so good!! and even tho ryan and archie are together, june and archie probably get along so much more because june is a big risktaker and ready for any ridiculous adventure. ((so in some weird way, june is like the chaotic dad who is only stern to their child when mom is looking SJDKGHSJKDFG))

anyways this is LONG and iM SORRY i get sososoo carried away talking about my Children and this is only like. a Little bit of insight into them LMAO but thank u so muhc for asking meeee it makes me unbelievably happy that someone is interested in my characters :] heres a kiss for u

#long post #oc #wip ; tswb #tswb ; ryan #tswb ; june #tswb ; archie #ask #wherearetheplants #IM SORRY IM SO SORRY THAT THIS IS LIKE. AN ESSAY #I REALLY DO TALK A LOT #IM JUST SO PASSIONATE AAAA

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magicalgirlmel · 1 year

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Anime dropped this year 11: Malevolent Spirits: Mononogatari

3 episodes watched

5/10

Transcript under the cut

This is one of those cases where I was pretty sure from the jump that this was a show that wasn't for me, but I decided to push through a few episodes to be sure. I was potentially going to watch even more but I got to the end of the third and looking at the button to go to the fourth episode had me just going... no.

It's not that this show is doing anything particularly bad, but more that it's not doing anything that is grabbing my interest at more than a surface level. There are characters, but I am having a hard time caring very deeply about any of them. Most feel like they have a fairly stock personality and those that don't have that stock feel to them just aren't interesting me.

A lot of that comes down to the main character. On one hand, there is some merit to having a character in one of these supernatural series that isn't so gung-ho about everything, does have a chip on his shoulder, and isn't very empathetic. That's a bit of a different take than we have gotten lately. However, on the other hand, there's not any elements about him that are endearing either. He's got that chip on his shoulder and he's got a sour attitude, but I'm not seeing some humanizing element to him either. He's playing nice with the other characters in the house, but it's explicitly so he doesn't get kicked out and revoked from his job, not because there is even an inkling of his mindset actually changing.

I am sure that's something that will come with time, but there's not enough about the show that's grabbing me that I am willing to wait around and watch that happen. It's not one that I am super enjoying watching either, since the color palette bores me even if the animation is decently well done. It's not awful or anything, just not one for me.

#malevolent spirits: mononogatari #mononogatari #anime #dropped #dropped 2023 #2023

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artsymeeshee · 3 years

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#gravity falls #mabel pines #dipper pines #pines twins #my art #color palette #i went a bit overboard on this lol #i told myself just simple colors and then the shading happened #more color palettes to come because i'm getting a kick out of them

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❦ 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 ❦

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒: sangwoo x reader

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: you needed a place to stay. sangwoo just happened to have an empty spot on his bed.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: age gap, sangwoo being arrogant and mean, mentions of saliva, degradation, dirty talk, hair pulling.

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: around 2.7k

𝐀/𝐍: i hate it when my fingers are wet and the phone screen does weird stuff.

the suffix -ssi is used to show respect towards a person, although it's known that it is used between people from similar status or age, it is the most general suffix and the one that fit better in this story

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It was already close to midnight and the streets were freezing by that time. The cold air persisted, always seeming to find holes in your sweater just to make you shiver. Your numb fingers rapidly tapped the keyboard of your phone, every letter carried with sentiments of anger and betrayal. All of your so-called friends have turned their backs to you, just like your family. The last one of them, Yoori, hung up on you.

All alone now and having nowhere else to go, you cried out in frustration, the warm tears leaving a burning trail and contrasting with the temperature of your skin. The worst things seemed to happen to you and all of your options were good for nothing.

A solitary tear managed to wet the screen of your phone and you swiped your thumb to clean it. The sensitivity of the touchscreen managed to capture your movements and dialed a random number.

No, no, no, no, no.

The droplet wouldn't let you hang up and whoever you called soon picked up.

"Yeoboseyo."

You quickly put the phone on your ear, realizing it was too late to end the call. "A-ah, Sangwoo-ssi. I'm sorry."

His voice seemed a little bit tired, has he been working until now? He seemed to notice the tension in your voice as well.

"_______? What's wrong?"

You two grew up in the same neighborhood, both families being rather close, except your parents weren't as nice as his mother. He probably knew about your parents' tempers, he was the Sangwoo who attended SNU after all.

"Ah… My parents kicked me out… Again," you murmured on the phone speaker. "I am here, downtown, and I have nowhere else to go."

He sighed. You prepared yourself for another rejection, but it never came.

"I'll text you the address. Do you have money for the subway?"

You answered positively, the tears ceasing to fall at the expectation of having somewhere to sleep.

"Then hurry up. The stations are closing soon."

The short call was not enough for you to thank him a million times, you'd have to do it in person. Readjusting the backpack filled with clothes on your shoulders, you rushed to the station. A sudden feeling of luck washed over you as the last train hadn't arrived yet and you managed to get it just in time.

It took less than fifteen minutes for you to arrive in front of Sangwoo's building. You tapped the elevator button to the exact floor he texted you earlier. As soon as you stepped out of the elevator, you searched the floor for his apartment and it was not that hard to find anyway.

Sangwoo seemed to be expecting you because it took him seconds to open the door after you knocked on it.

"Please, come in."

The apartment seemed to be more expensive than all of the houses in Ssangmun-dong together. It had a modern design, with a couple abstract paintings hanging on the wall that matched the overall color palette of the furniture. Mother would've yelled at you for looking around someone else's place but you couldn't help it at all. The man was living in different conditions as you and he was offering his place to stay for the night. It was a one time experience that you had to enjoy it to its fullest.

"Sangwoo-ssi, I couldn't be more grateful. Thank you so much for letting me stay here tonight," you said, bowing down. The man, on the other hand, seemed to be uncomfortable with the gesture.

"Please, don't do that. Sangwoo is just fine."

Returning to your usual posture, you looked around the apartment. It made you feel so small before the luxury you couldn't afford. The backpack remained on your shoulders, you couldn't dare to stain the perfection of the sight with it.

Sangwoo took control of the situation when he sensed your discomfort — were you that easy to read? — and guided you to the bedroom you'd be using that night.

To your surprise, the apartment had one bedroom only. Most of the space was used for the living room. Heat reached your cheeks, you were thinking of the most shameful possibility ever.

"S-Sangwoo… Are we…" Your eyes darted from the bed to his presence.

"Oh, no. I'm sleeping on the couch tonight." His answer was put simply and your concerned gaze said it all, but he made sure to interrupt you before you could say anything and prolong the conversation even more. "Don't worry, I've slept there before. You keep the bed, it's a lot more comfortable."

Nodding, you placed the backpack on the floor just beside the bed. The apartment was warmer than outside, taking off your sweater seemed to make sense now. The soft fabric of your shirt allowed the curves of your chest to be more evident and the sudden difference of temperature caused you to chill.

Sangwoo was quiet as he watched you. His gaze followed the curves in your body and stopped just as he spotted the hardened nipples underneath your shirt. He clenched his jaw at the realization that you were not wearing a bra and that fact annoyed him to death.

"Sangwoo, is it okay for me to--" You stopped right on track, just as you turned your head to look at him. His expression seemed to have changed in seconds, the gentle and kind host was gone. "I'm sorry, did I do something wrong?"

Undressing in front of an older man, Sangwoo thought you knew better than that. He fought so hard to leave his roots from Ssangmun-dong but you seemed too attached to it, not thinking of the consequences of your actions just like everyone else. Besides, you were still a kid by the time he was in college, right? He was at least twelve years older than you. Maybe it was about time he put some sense into that brainless head of yours.

"I thought you knew better than to take off your clothes in front of men, _______," his figure towered over you, leaving you caged between his body and the dark wooden drawers from his room. There was a slight tone of irritation masked in his voice but his posture seemed invested in you.

His behavior should've scared you, made you run away, but the anxiety built up in your gut, that incited your fight or flight response, suddenly disappeared when he leaned in to touch you.

You quivered when his fingers brushed against your nipple, the motion causing it to harden again. Sangwoo continued to flick the hardened bud and roll them between his fingers to the point of burning, your whining seemingly pleasing him. Both of your breaths paced up, trembling, as the man was getting just as excited as you.

Sangwoo let his forehead rest against yours, his mouth agape as he mimicked the sighs leaving your lips. He swallowed, throat dry from breathing in and out through his mouth, but the saliva was stubborn as it still pooled under his tongue, signaling his lust for you — he was hungry and aching for more.

His demeanor took a more aggressive path, his lips were ruthless against yours, his tongue was coated in saliva that he made sure you had plenty of it during the kiss. It carried the taste of his lust, leaving you just as euphoric.

He pulled back from the kiss, a string of saliva connecting you both. "You were just a little girl when I left for college, you dirty slut."

Now Sangwoo was being mean. In other situations, you would've called him out. When he was about to fuck you, however, it was a whole different story. You let out shaky moans during the kiss, legs threatening to give out the harder he pressed his bulge against your clothed clit.

His lips found a way to your neck, leaving shameful bruises that were far from shameful at that moment. It did feel like he was looking for a certain spot though — and you only realized that when his teeth sunk into your skin, causing you to suck in a sharp breath and curses to be recited out loud in pleasure.

"D-damn, Sangwoo…"

Sangwoo smirked, proud of his own accomplishment. The moans left your lips in rhythm as the most delicious melody, and Sangwoo played you like an instrument, like a true maestro, conducting you as he pleased.

Your mind was spinning and your body, incandescent. Sangwoo took his time savoring every inch of your skin. He undressed you, allowing his fingertips to leave feather-like touches. There was an aching feeling between your thighs that only increased when his hot mouth wrapped around your hardened peaks. His tongue was doing an incredible job so far and you couldn't help but imagine how it would feel between your legs.

Two fingers glided along your slit before Sangwoo pushed them in slowly. It was hot down there and you were absolutely dripping for him even if he did so little to you. He tutted.

"You're begging me to fuck you." His tone was diminishing and arousing at the same time. "Who would've guessed that little girl would turn into a fucking slut."

You let out a whimper when his hand tugged your hair harshly from the base of your neck. It hurt so bad, but it felt good. You had never thought of yourself as a masochist but Sangwoo kept proving you wrong that night. His fingers picked up the pace, abusing the rough spot inside you that had you dripping around him. The muscle in your legs tensed as they threatened to give in, but Sangwoo had his body firmly pressed against yours and prevented you from falling.

Your breath hitched from the knot in your abdomen and his tongue found the soft spot in your neck once again. He sunk his teeth into it, causing you to squirm and strangled noises to leave your lips as the tension in your entire body snapped. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you came undone, walls convulsing around his fingers and yet his ruthless pace did not stop. Sangwoo seemed to have the intention of dragging out your orgasm to the limit so he did it.

You were limp and worn out by the time his movements ceased, your core too sensitive and still throbbing. Sangwoo carefully put you down on his bed, the sheets feeling incredibly smooth on your skin. It was about time he undressed himself, you thought. Under all that clothes, Sangwoo was fit. You could see the muscles in his arms and abdomen and couldn't help but think of running your fingers along them. A certain thought of riding the man crossed your mind and the look on your face said it all.

"Enjoying the view?" he teased.

"...wanna ride you, Sangwoo," you said with a slightly slurred speech due to your high.

He let out a mocking sigh as he lay on top of you and his voice, however, contained a certain softness, "don't be stupid, you are completely wasted."

His hands moved your legs apart, eyes wandering to your sex and devouring the sight of it. He licked his lips in anticipation, but spoke up instead.

"I should've eaten you out. Look how wet you are," Sangwoo brushed his fingers against your clit, collecting some of your wetness and bringing it to his lips. "I'm afraid if I do that now, I won't be able to stop. We don't want you to be overstimulated, do we?"

Too numb to respond, you hardly shook your head, your brain not making much sense of his words. At that point, it didn't matter if he ate you out or not, you merely became an instrument in his hands, played with as he pleased. The thought evoked more goosebumps, knowing that Sangwoo probably wouldn't be satisfied until he makes you come multiple times on his tongue. Besides that, he made you feel wanted, a pleasant feeling that you never got to experience so often. Needless to say, you were more than ready to give him anything he wished for.

Sangwoo was quick to get in between your legs, the tip of his cock lined up at your entrance. He was easy on you when sinking down onto your cunt. His breathy moans were the most heavenly but sinful sound, just like his face bore some resemblance of an angelic being with hints of corruption.

At that moment, you were still sensitive from the previous orgasm, lips swollen from the blood rushing south. The more Sangwoo sank down onto you, the more you had a hard time adjusting to him. You could feel his cock burning inside you, the girth pressing the puffy walls, eager to thrust into you all at once.

"Fuck, you're sucking me in…"

He rolled his hips before caving in and giving a slow thrust. Your hands were sprawled on his back in an attempt to pull him closer, his skin feeling like ember under your touches.

Soon, he picked up the pace. For every sound of his hips smacking your ass, moans slipped from your throat. Sangwoo was kneeling on the bed with his back straight. You could see the way his brows were furrowed and the moment you clenched around his cock too hard that he threw his head back, muttering a low fuck in the process.

Firm hands grasped the softness of your hips, inciting you to move with him as he jerked his hips violently in the opposite direction, his cock ending up buried deep into your cunt.

He looked majestic in a way you never expected. You felt his muscles tensing under your fingertips and you were devouring the sight of Sangwoo thrusting harshly and frantically into you.

The tension began to build up inside you. You were on the verge of another orgasm and you could feel Sangwoo was close too. Sweat dripped down from his forehead, his dark hair ended up sticking to his skin and he still looked beautiful.

"Come on, baby, come for me," he said, out of breath, as his fingers twisted one of your nipples.

You felt his other hand open your legs to the limit just so he could plunge deeper into your pussy. Your eyelids felt heavier and your breath hitched as Sangwoo brought you closer to your limit. The tension in your womb snapped and all of your muscles convulsed. In contrast to your body, your mind felt lighter and went blank for long seconds.

Sangwoo felt your walls constrict around him and his own tension snapped. Moans escaped his lips, one after another, while his cock twitched inside you as it spilled its seed.

You came back from your high, feeling the weight of Sangwoo's body on top of yours. He was breathing heavily but it didn't stop him from peppering kisses on every dark spot of your neck, the ones he did himself. Your hand rested on his face and Sangwoo held a caring gaze towards you.

He captured your lips in a slow kiss, trying his best to savor the moment. Your fingers entwined in his hair, gently caressing it. You were not sure if the lovey-dovey moment you shared was due to the post-sex emotions and things like that, but you were enjoying the softness of it anyway.

Then, a sudden childhood memory popped up in your mind. You remembered having a crush on Sangwoo just before he left for college, motivated by everyone speaking so highly of him and that caused you to admire him from afar. You'd never thought you would end up together, in his bed.

Sangwoo shared a smile at you, one of those smiles that sums up the nice feeling of I can't believe this is happening. Although the man didn't share much, you just knew that his eyes were adoring the sight of you in his bed, your hair disheveled and still looking pretty.

The man let his weight fall onto the bed, right beside you, and wrapped his arms around your shoulders. You listened to his heartbeat while your head rested on top of his chest, noticing how it slowed down until both your heartbeats fell into synchrony.

Sangwoo was the one to break the silence, "come live with me, ________. You deserve to stay away from the ones you call family."

And by the time the city seemed to sleep, you realized, right next to Sangwoo while his hand caressing your skin, that water is indeed thicker than blood.

#cho sangwoo x reader #squid game x reader #squid game smut #squid game #cho sangwoo smut #tw: degradation #tw: age gap

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br-disaster · 4 years

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nie mingjue’s outfits appreciation post

This is way longer than I expected oh gods, please forgive me for it.

It’s a well known fact that Jiang Cheng has the best wardrobe of all CQL characters, I’m not here to argue with that, but I think it’s time for us to stop sleeping on Nie Mingjue’s absolutely fantastic fashion sense.

I mean have you seen him?? The man is out there serving looks even with the Nie sect limited color palette. Please let’s ignore the context here and just look at his robes

I wasn't sure if I should rank them, so I’ll just ramble about them in order of appearance:

1. The gray “I’m the boss” one

That’s the first time we ever see him and what can I say? He does leave an impression. We see him using these robes two times, in episodes 10-11 and on the beggining of Fatal Journey, as the first picture shows, which makes me wonder: Is this his stay-at-home set of robes? ‘Cause damn

I don’t know how I should comment on the particular details of his robes but I really appreciate how wide this extra fabric layer makes his shoulders look.

Really imposing and powerful look.

2. The Sunshot incredibly beautiful "this is how you win a war" one

Look, this one might be my favorite, it has EVERYTHING

Shoulder game is strong here, and this bronze-like color goes really well with his belt. Now let's talk about his outer robe for a moment, just THE COLOR I mean it's the prettiest shade of gray I've ever seen.

Also Long Sleeves

And a CAPE. A f**king CAPE. I'll never get over this look and I'm really glad the costume department let this king wear a cape again in Fatal Journey, he was made for it.

Next comes the inner layer that's not really a robe, as you can see when he's standing, but the silver pattern is what really does it for me, guys. It's probably the first thing you see once you look down from his face, 'cause I know we all get lost on that beautiful mustache, and it's perfect.

You can’t lead a war campaign if you don’t look good, I see.

3. The "I didn't really want to be here but I’m looking good anyway" one

It's so dark, it probably reflects how he was feeling during pretty much all the scenes he's in while wearing it.

Once again he accentuates his shoulders with an extra fabric except this time his sleeves are not long at all. I personally think he looks even more handsome like this, it makes his arms look bigger. What is it called? I don't know, but it matches his belt as well.

( Is it really a belt, guys? I don't wanna disrespect but I don't even know where to start looking for names nor I know other english names for belts)

The subtle golden/bronze details on the outer robe and on the inner robe's collar contrasts really well with the black and dark gray

Sad thing he looked really miserable wearing it :c

4. The "big event he seemed ok with attending" one

Dark again. But he didn't look as depressed as in the previous one, he actually had fun that day, which is good. Enough of tears and betrayal for now.

May be the wider sleeves he ever wore, perfect for clapping his hands like a happy toddler. There's also a lovely flowery pattern on the darker robe that you can easily miss if you don't pay enough attention.

For the first time his shoulders are not accentuated by fabric or shoulder pads and it's really nice to see him like this. We all love a buff Mingjue, but CQL Mingjue is not that buff and I love him just as much.

Really elegant, not as imposing and he has every right to want to look civil for once. It may be the series' way of telling us that he's not dressed for real combat or war, who knows.

5. The "all this just for a flashback?" one

Listen, this one right here is just AMAZING

I don't understand why they dressed him so beautifully for what? 10 minutes of a flashback. I wanted to see it for more than a couple os scenes!!

Everything here is different, so this will take time.

First: His inner robe, the first one, is not the usual black, it's light gray, it's lighter than his robes actually, and we don't see him wearing it like ever again since chronologically in the series this is the first robe he wears. Does it secretly mean that all went wrong from the moment he met MY? who knows

Second: The outer robe is fancy. There’s so many details to it and it may be the lighting of the scene, but it seems to be a warmer shade of gray, doesn’t it? The golden\bronze thin strip around the silver larger strip is perfect. It kinda has the opposite effect of his shoulder pads, since it makes his shoulders look a bit smaller but it’s so very elegant.

Third: The upper part of the inner robe. I mean who gave him the right to look that good ??? It’s dark but it has golden little shapes in it!! And it kinda looks like there’s a zipper in there because of that mid section. And oh to be a single jewel resting over Sect Leader Nie’s chest...

Fourth: The bottom part of the robe is also something new. We see pleats on Huaisang’s main robes, but never on Mingjue’s until now, that’s why I took the last screenshot, nothing to do with the bloody Baxia at all. I wish we could have seen them in pretty pleated robes together.

It probably contradicts what I said about his shoulder things being a code for battle, since the first thing we see him doing with this outfit is killing some guy/puppet; but for the rest of the time he wears it is peaceful

Honestly, imagine how Meng Yao felt. It was some fairy tale thing, wasn’t it? You’re a nobody eating bread and drinking water and then this king pops up out of nowhere and defends you from bullying and offers you a job and takes you home with him??

6.The “kick your local murderer down the stairs” one

I don’t really know what to say about this one. The context kind of ruined it for me, but let’s try.

It resembles the fourth outfit since it’s a really dark inner robe and a lighter and patterned outer robe. Except this one has this nice and shiny thin strips around the sleeves and the waist.

It’s pretty but not especially pretty in my opinion. If I were to rank the outfits, this one would rank last.

7. The “fighting qi deviation and needing emotional support” one

Fatal Journey, baby.

I know what I said about the second one, but this might be my favorite. It’s practical, no long sleeves or heavy outer robes. It’s also appropriate for horse riding, wich is great. The simple, sleeveless light gray outer robe is really nice.

There’s a cape again!! And I have to say the cape looks even better now that his sleeves are tighter, the way it falls gracefully on his back is perfect. I love the way it seems to be attached to the shoulder pad too.

The robes are simple but the thing is: The accessories are not.

His belt is now silver and if we ignore that the production team just painted it, we can assume he has two sets of identical waist belts, one is bronze and the other is silver. Now the final touch: The shoulder pads. This is what makes this outfit the most extra of them all. It’s silver and just so, so pretty I wanna cry everytime I look at them. I mean, the layers, the dragon\beast entire head makes him look so fierce and ready for the fight.

I wonder how comfortable they are tho.

10/10 would rank first place.

bonus: Baby Mingjue

We love a consistent king after all! Has he been wearing dark robes since he was a baby? We will never know. I love this dark yet translucent outer robe tho.

1000/10 the cutest and best dressed child out there.

Conclusion: Nie Mingjue is a fashion icon!

* Do not take this too seriously, I did zero research and english is not my first language. If there’s any terrible grammar mistakes, point them to me and i’ll edit it. If I’m somehow disrespecting Chinese culture, please also point it to me and I’ll apologize, edit or even delete the post.

#nie mingjue #cql #chen qing ling #mo dao zu shi #is this meta?? idk #poorly analyzing fashion choices #nie brothers #the untamed

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manic-pixie-dream-dude · 3 years

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Hullo, I was wondering what made you like hunter x luz the most? Ur art is cool btw (/gen)

OH-KAY, so the holy spirit of GoldenLuz possessed me and when I came to, I had a whole spiel under the cut.

Thank you for the ask and the compliment! Hope this is at least somewhat fun to read.

- The Surface Level Reasons:

They look really nice next to each other! I like that their colors are complementary and contrasting. Luz is purple, with darker shades, while Hunter is yellow, plus lighter shades. There's an inherent Romance in enemies having opposing color palettes.

Next, THIS SCENE:

I know it's played off as a joke, and it definitely made me chuckle, but COME. ON. I'm not gonna deny the food given to me on a golden platter. Food is food and this scene was DELICIOUS.

- Their Dynamic:

I adore the enemies aspect, I've always loved it. Especially when it's enemies by force or circumstance and they have to fight despite the fact that, otherwise, they'd be best friends.

Also, I LOVE how Hunter managed to bring out this part of luz that we haven't seen before and vice versa.

We actually see Luz outright saying that she doesn't like someone. Luz throws sarcastic quips his way and bickers w him. And then there's that scene where Luz almost strikes him??? UGH, I LOVE IT.

Hunter, on the other hand, shows vulnerability in front of Luz and nerds out alongside her. Even after his initial hostility he still warms up to her and ends up telling her name. and we see him be a NERD!! A DORK!! AN UTTER GEEK!!! Love em.

Plus, he lets all the palismen go despite knowing very well that Belos, someone he's known for longer, someone he KNOWS isn't merciful, requires it. All because of Luz.

And afterward, they obviously have had very strong impacts on each other. The episode ends with both of them in their bedroom, contemplating.

They changed each other and I ATE THAT SHIT UP.

ALSO THIS????

Look at him!!! Like a kicked puppy, he's DISTRAUGHT by the concept of them not being friends. I love it.

- Their Relationship Development:

I'm mostly interested in the process of 2 characters coming to terms w their feelings and getting together. So, it's fun to imagine how their relationship would develop over the course of several years.

From enemies/Foe Yays to begrudging acquaintances to friend and foe to close friends, to.... lovers? 😳

Also, the potential for angst + hurt/comfort here..... what can I say, I like my ships COMPLICATED and EMOTIONALLY INVESTING and the SLOWEST OF BURNS. I want PAIN then FLUFF then MORE PAIN.

TL;DR: the dynamic is the most interesting to me cus It has high emotional stakes and a more complex dynamic, each of them impacted the other in a significant way, and their interactions/banter are infinitely fun.

#toh #lunter #this is also why i adore amillow #mani.txt #🐦🦦#mail? in MY chicken coop?

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WHERE THERE IS NO TEMPTATION, THERE IS NO GLORY.

⊱ a santino d'antonio / oc short-fic

pt. iii: tra i due litigante terzo gode ( read on ao3 ) ( masterlist )

words: 3.6k

warnings: mentions of animal death (canon-typical), clown on clown violence.

rating: m/t

notes: putting this little project of mine up on the internet for strangers to see was incredibly nerve-wracking, but i have been so lucky to be received so kindly by folks! thank you to everyone who reads, it really means the absolute most to me.

i don't know if i mentioned this before, but you can find translations for the (google-translated) italian at the bottom of each chapter on my ao3. i know it's a hassle, i'm sorry!! just can't find an easy place to put them here without spoiling what's going on in the chap ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ

thank you as always to my lovely beta @starcrier, my lover my life my shawty my wife; this could not be done at all without you. ♡ and to @belorage, who loves euphie enough to send me the cutest message that managed to kick my ass into gear to get this chapter edited!!

Two days after the engagement party, when Santino has finally made up for his delay and lateness, is when he ruins it all again.

Later, Euphemia will think that he can��t help it—he is destined to be a wrecker, a ruiner, even if it’s for himself. It’s not his fault, not really, she’ll say. Ignoring that he is a perfectly autonomous adult means that she can excuse his thoughtlessness and not call it selfishness.

One of Santi’s men tries to tell her that he’s busy as she strides through the museum, heels clipping the floor with a strict, stark cadence. The smell of the doctor’s office is still stuck in her palette. She feels a wad of anxiety, anticipation, coiling deep in the pit of her stomach, a black stone dropped there to torture her with its heaviness. Santino will be happy, she thinks absently, chewing the inside of her cheek as she moves. He’s always wanted this.

The man is keeping pace with her well enough, despite her long legs and the purpose with which she walks to one of the back rooms of the museum.

“Bella,” he says, reaching to stop her, “per favore, he is in a meeting.”

The words put a sour taste in her mouth. Busy, the man is trying to say, too busy for you, for this, right now.

“Trust me, Gianni,” she replies dryly, “he’ll want to make time for this.”

She takes two steps into the room past the other guards, who don’t bother trying to stop her. The room is marked primarily by a high ceiling, which allows all of the paintings to be hung in it in their varying degrees of size. Euphemia recognizes Santino sitting on the bench first, and then another man that he’s talking to. The man looks like he’s just come off of the streets, his hair dark and the scruff that she can see on the side of his face manicured enough to look like he just hasn’t bothered recently.

It takes Euphemia’s brain a few seconds to register the facial features of the man who turns to look at her over his shoulder. He would be nothing, mean nothing, to her if she didn’t see the way his expression flattened, his gaze sweeping over her—calculating. Measuring. Identifying.

He looks dirty, unshowered, covered in soot, and she thinks back to two nights ago when Santino showed up to their engagement party smelling like fire and gunpowder.

Santino stands abruptly. He might be angry, or perhaps worried; it’s hard to tell the difference with him. But she can’t look at him, anyway, her gaze fixed on the stranger who is not much of a stranger at all, who she knows because of the scary stories. The rest of the world may as well be melting down around her, some sick Van Gogh painting, and she can’t look away.

John Wick has dark eyes. Shark’s eyes, she thinks. Black, soulless. Like the glass eyes on a teddy bear. She feels her stomach lurch as fear washes over her in a slick, wet wave, reminding her that she’s already received one bout of stressful news this afternoon.

He watches her. She’s sure he’s sizing her up—that is what John Wick is made to do—but after a second, he glances to Santino, gauging his reaction. If he thinks she's any kind of a threat, he's not letting it show.

“I told you not to let anyone in,” Santi says angrily to Gianni, helpless behind her—because Gianni would have never dared to grab her arm to stop her, would have never thought it acceptable to handle her like street rabble.

“Santi,” Euphie says, feeling very small and very far away and somewhere that her body isn't, “who is that?”

She knows, but she wants to hear him say it.

He steps around the bench, excusing himself from his conversation with Wick and crossing the space between them to guide her out of the room with his hands on her arms. She lets him, not because she isn’t burning with rage but because if Santino doesn’t show her where to go, Euphemia will just stand there, fear driving icy-hot spears through her chest.

He takes her as far as around the corner of the room, maybe to put as much space between her and John Wick as he can afford, but it wouldn’t have mattered anyway. She starts to shrug his hands off of her, and oh, there it is—the shrieking, panging fear, and fury, boiling inside of her. Venomous, indignant. Her mind is a mess of color and noise and she’s vaguely aware that maybe she should be working hard to keep her voice down, but it no longer matters.

A lot of things shouldn’t have happened that did. What’s one more?

“You brought him here?” She can feel her voice bordering on hysteria. “Are you a fucking idiot, Santi? What part of I don’t want John Wick near my life—”

“Euphie, Euphie, Euphie,” Santi says, trying his sweet-talk; condescending, like he’s speaking to a child. “Lower your voice, tesora, and we’ll talk about it.”

Her hand moves of its own accord, a knee-jerk reaction to Santi sweetly telling her to shut up, and she slaps him. Hard. As hard as she can manage. The second her palm connects with the side of his face, and the needles start stinging in her palm, she thinks that she regrets it: but all she can really think about is the pure fear and rage coursing through her body, pummeling adrenaline through her bloodstream until she feels like she’s going to be sick.

And, a little, too, a warmth blooming in her chest: satisfaction.

Santino's head doesn't turn back to her right away. There is a heartbeat of a moment where only silence reigns, where his fingers reach and touch the place her palm had made contact with, like he can't believe she did it. Maybe he can't, but then he'd be a bigger idiot than Euphemia thought.

He turns to face her again and holds up a hand—perhaps to call for a moment of inaction, or to be prepared for a second blow, she’s not sure and she doesn’t care. Santi begins, his voice a low threat, “Do not do anything else you're going to regret, Euphemia.”

Anything else you’re going to regret, he says, as though she will regret having done this.

“Fuck you,” she snaps, her voice rising in volume further yet. The poison reverberates on the high, smooth glass ceiling, bouncing off of the marble walls until it’s all echoing around them. “He knows what I look like, what—what I sound like, he knows my name, Santi, you—”

She's pushing him, hitting his chest; an impatient and weak battering. She wants both to get him away from her as much as possible and keep him close. Santi catches her wrists with bruising force, trapping her and making her look at him.

“Euphemia, basta—if you had waited,” he bites out, “then—”

“I’m pregnant!” The words leave her in a visceral, furious shout, her heart thundering in her chest, her flight or fight demanding one or the other. She rips her wrists from his grip. It feels like her entire body is vibrating. “You fucking idiot—I was late, I just got back from the doctor, and—and you’re not supposed to have him here anyway! You promised me, Santino D’Antonio, you promised me!”

There is a heartbeat of time, of space, where her fiance stares at her like he doesn’t quite think that she’s real. Red blooms on his cheek where her hand made contact and the dark of his pupils has all but swallowed up the beautiful green of his irises. Finally, something seems to kick the gears back into motion, and he plunges on, catching his footing.

“Euphie,” Santi says, reaching for her again, “Euphie, listen to me. John came to me, I didn’t—”

“I don’t need a fucking history lesson, Santino!” Euphemia spits, brushing his hand away from her arm. Blood is rushing through her head, louder and louder, demanding she raise her own volume to be heard over it. “I told you to leave him alone. You insisted, and I thought that was the end of it—you came late to the party that night because of him, isn’t that right? So why is he here, Santi? Why is John Wick near me and my baby?”

Santino stares at her. She can see the flex of his jaw when his teeth clench, trying to maintain what shred of control he has. He swallows, lifting a finger, to indicate one minute, and it takes all of her self-control not to scream at him that he doesn’t get any more minutes. But there is some pleasure in seeing him a little ruffled; to see the way his eyes dart over her face, trying to keep everything collected neatly in his mind, filed away for premium use. She wants to shake him until he is really rattled.

“It may have taken more persuasion than I anticipated,” Santi says finally, at last.

Euphemia makes a sound something like wrecking, like grief, because she knew this was going to happen and he told her it wouldn’t but here they are anyway. It’s a death knell, ringing in her ribcage, in the cavity of her chest. Dead, dead, dead, we’re all fucking dead now, don’t you see it? You, and me, and now our baby, dead like stones.

He continues quickly, over the sound of her agony, “But that doesn’t matter—cara mia, listen to me, it doesn’t matter because now John will do what I ask him to, and we don’t have to worry about anything else. Euphie, Euphie—come here, we'll talk about this.”

She’s going to be sick. The doctor’s words are still rolling around in her head; avoid stress, make sure you sleep and eat well. Can’t be worrying that baby, can we, Miss Volpe? Make sure your fiance does all the work, hm?

“It does matter. It matters the most, Santi, I—I told you to leave him be, I told you, and you said that you would only ask and that would be it—”

She’s grieving, now, lamenting the loss of her happiness, the hysteria taking a melancholic edge in her voice as the sorrow sweeps over her. Santi keeps reaching for her, to try and ground her back to him, and for the first time since she met him she just can’t stand to feel him touching her, saying her name, trying to sweet-talk her. His hands sweep her shoulders, coming up for his thumb to brush the nape of her neck; instinctively, her shoulders scrunch up to disembark them, arms shoving his off of her.

He says, “Tesora, we can talk about this—”

“You did exactly what I asked you not to,” she manages out, taking a step back from him. “I ask you for two things, Santi. Helping my mother, and not putting yourself at war with John Wick. I do not—you should not have asked him at all!”

“Euphie—”

By the time Santino reaches for her again, she’s turning and walking away, her steps unsteady. She’s sure that she’s sweating, or crying, or maybe both or neither and her body is just kicking into overdrive with gut-wrenching sweeps of grief rocking through her body now that she’s got Baba Yaga fifteen feet from her. From her and her baby.

“Euphie!” Santino’s voice echoes down the main hall of the museum, lighter now. Almost like they never argued at all. “We’ll talk when I get home, si? Mi amore?”

Euphemia is certain she’s never heard a sentence more infuriating in her entire life. It sparks something violent in her. It had been dormant, had stepped aside for her mourning, but it catches fire the second Santino says, we’ll talk when I get home.

Incensed, she turns and slides the engagement ring off of her finger, throwing it as hard as she can at him. Gianni had been trailing her, certainly at Santino's behest, and he tries to stop her—but it's too late, the fury inside of her forcing her to move more quickly than Gianni anticipates.

He catches her around the waist and she considers, briefly, the logistics of wrenching Gianni's arm off of her to go and slap Santino again; instead, she watches the expensive engagement ring bounce off of the front of Santino's jacket and clatter on the floor.

The way he tilts his head, as though expecting her to lob it at his face, and the irritated expression that comes over him is almost as good as actually having hit her original target of that pretty face of his.

Then, it’s pure, sheer, furious indignation that crosses Santi’s face, but she has no time to think about what that means for her.

“Fuck you, Santi,” she bites out venomously. “Fuck. You. Don’t fucking bother coming home.”

“Bella,” Gianni says, “we should get you back.”

Euphemia debates slapping Gianni, too, but it would be unfair; in his defense, he did try to keep her out of the room. She turns and marches her way out, the doors slamming shut behind her and the cold air of New York in the fall washing over her. As Gianni speaks on the phone and calls the driver around, she glances up at the sky; gray and soft as wedding silk, it stretches, endless, cut in pieces by the skyscrapers parsing it out.

A fool, she thinks. Santino has always made a fool out of me, and this is no one’s fault but my own.

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Two hours later, Euphemia hears him enter the loft. He lets the door click shut softly behind him, not slamming it, not storming through. She expected no less; Santi so rarely lets the anger really take hold of him, so rarely lets himself scream or yell or throw something. I’m marrying a fucking sociopath, she thinks, but there’s no heat to the thought; only exhaustion, only a tiredness that goes bone-deep

Even now, she still thinks of it as present tense: she’s marrying a sociopath, as though she didn’t try to hit him in the face with the engagement ring he picked out for her just hours ago, as though in the end, she will still be his. She will.

“Are you calmed down?” Santino asks, in the way that only he could manage—condescending, and soft. Euphemia can’t withhold the vicious scoff that rolls out of her the second he talks.

“I told you not to come home,” she replies tartly, “but I guess I shouldn’t be surprised. You are apparently as deaf as you are stupid.”

“So no, then.”

“What do you want me to say, Santi?” Euphemia demands, looking at him now. She’s got a suitcase out but there’s nothing in it; she can’t bring herself to pack, to think about going back home to Tuscany where her mother is waiting, barely sober because she can only stay sober for about a month at a time before she falls back to her old habits. “Why don’t you invite our friend John Wick up for dinner, hm? I’m sure he’d like that, after you did whatever you did to make him show up here. Perhaps you took a page out of that idiot Iosef’s book and killed his new dog?”

“He owes me,” Santino insists, glossing over her needling, “and I will get what I am owed.”

She has to resist the urge to roll her eyes. “Do you know how fucking stupid you sound?” she asks, incredulous. “If I die before telling you how incredibly, disgustingly stupid you sound when you say that, then I will—”

Santino kisses her. He does it because he knows that she’s not expecting it, and it has its desired effect; she stills, all of the furious energy like bottled lightning capped again. He kisses her softly, with no rage, but she can feel it woven into the sinew of his posture.

She thinks about slapping him again. But he probably knows that, because he grabs her hands, gripping them in his; the pressure is more relaxing than it is infuriating, which almost drives her mad, but it does what Santino always does. It pulls her apart until all that’s left is the hurt, the fear, welling up inside of her like a tidal wave crashing into the shore.

“He’s doing what I asked,” he murmurs. “And then we’ll be done with John Wick. Mia piccola volpe, look at me.”

“No,” she says, trying to sound angry but it comes out an agonized sound; she’s crying before she can stop herself, tears burning the edges of her eyes and a big, wet gasping breath necessary for her to keep going. “No, I don’t want to look at you anymore, Santi—”

“He’s doing what I ask, and then I promise, you and I will be done with John Wick forever.” His voice is urgent and insistent. “The three of us, tesora. Isn’t that right? You weren’t just saying that to get back at me?”

She nods, numbly. They had been careful, because she’d said she wasn’t ready—but mistakes happened. Pills got forgotten. She wishes that she could have lied about it and kept it secret. Maybe he’d be acting differently now if she wasn’t carrying his child; maybe his face would be something else.

“Euphie,” he whispers, taking her face in his hands. “My perfect, gorgeous Euphie—my greatest piece of art.” He kisses her cheeks, her nose, her forehead. “And the one with the most bite, too, even when you are so ungrateful for the things that I do. My face still hurts.”

“Good,” Euphemia manages out, her voice wobbling. “You deserve it. Idiota.”

“Maybe,” Santi replies. He tucks her against his chest and kisses her hair. “I never thought I would piss you off enough to get you to hit me—and you did cause quite a scene in front of Wick.”

“Stop.” Just the sound of that monster’s name makes her stomach churn. “Stress is bad for the baby.”

He laughs, the first real laugh in what feels like days since he’s decided on this path with John Wick. “Fine, I will not mention him again. But know that after this, it will be done. Permanently. Forever. Si? Tell me you understand, Euphie.”

She’s so tired. She’s so tired down into her core, the kind of tired that doesn’t go away with a nap or a cup of coffee. “Si,” she replies, closing her eyes. “Capisco, Santi.”

Somehow, Santi’s words that things will be done “permanently” with John Wick only manage to make her more uneasy.

She can’t remember what exactly carries her through the rest of the evening. She remembers calling her mother to check on her, to ask if she’s keeping up with her meetings. She can’t bring herself to come clean about the surprise pregnancy; it’s early, anyway, and her mother would only stress her out more.

“Sei la mia stella più preziosa,” her mother says. “Ti amo, Effie.”

“Yes, mama,” Euphie sighs, unable to say the words back. “Buona notte.”

She hits the red end call button on the phone screen, setting it face-down on the countertop and leaning her palms against the marble. God, she knows that she’d fucking kill a man for a drag of a cigarette—but she could never. Not now. Not when she has—

The sound of paper on the countertop stirs her from her half-bent position. Santino slides it across to her, setting a pen down next to her hand. It’s their marriage certificate. He’s already signed it, and while she stares at it numbly, he takes her left hand and puts the engagement ring back on her finger, but this time with the diamond wedding band he’d picked out as well.

“Santi,” she starts, but he tsks his tongue, quieting her. She’s too tired to be offended.

“Sign the certificate, amore,” he says. “Do not fuss. You’re going to stop throwing this ring at me, yes?”

There are a million reasons not to sign it: but the words that came out of her mouth are, “We don’t have the witnesses or the officiant.”

“Do we need a witness or officiant greater than God himself?” Santino replies. He leans against the counter from the other side, watching her. He is polished, pristine. Any remains of her earlier transgression against him are now completely gone, at least the physical marks. She’s sure that he won’t forget very soon that she raised a hand against him. “Sign it, Euphie, and be my wife.”

She stares at the paper. She feels like she’s melting; her life can’t be real anymore, not when John Wick was, just hours ago, feet away from her, and she’s pregnant, and now Santino is asking her to sign their marriage certificate right now.

The implications fill her with dread. What’s the rush? If nothing’s wrong, if they’ll be done with John Wick, what’s the rush?

“You said that you had nothing before me,” Santino says, breaking her out of her eerie, absent-minded disconnect. He brushes the hair from her face. “You will never have nothing again.”

Euphemia signs the certificate in a haze. It doesn’t feel any different after; she doesn’t feel different and neither does Santino in relation to her, and the realization that they had felt married for a few years now sinks down on her.

Santino rounds the counter to her, taking her face and kissing her; her forehead, her cheeks, her nose, the corner of her mouth and eventually just kissing her. His hand smooths over her stomach, admiring, and he brushes their noses together.

“Perfetto e tutto mio,” he murmurs, his voice barely audible. “Isn’t that right, Euphemia?”

She replies, without thinking, “Si, sono tuo.”

Always, she thinks, always yours, whether I like it or not.

#santino d'antonio/original female character #john wick oc #santino d'antonio/ofc #john wick #spilled ink #c: euphemia volpe #c: santino d'antonio #c: john wick #x: senza tentazioni senza onore #oh yeah baby real good love the SUFFERING #ugh i wish i could convey how much it means to me to have people reading and enjoy this #alas i can only!!!! cry in the tags #thank you everyone <3

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Balan Wonderworld Review - Favorite Costumes Part 1

I have officially beat the game with every single Gold Balan Statue in every level, got the Balan Costume, got all the main game costumes and the latest section of the Tower of Tims that I need to unlock being the sixth section.

I had quite a ball playing the game despite Square Enix being backstabbers to Balan Company and the game. Now, this huge ass review will split into different categories and will have their own page. These categories are:

Favorite Costumes

Level Design and Level Music

Boss and Boss Music

Now, these picks will be my personal opinion. I'm starting with costumes because it's probably the hardest out of these to choose from since every costume has incredible designs to them.

There will be two picks for each Chapter: a Common Costume and a Rare Costume.

Common Costumes are those you can easily find in each act. If you can find them in multiple spots in one act or they can seen im both acts then they count as common.

Rare Costumes are ones you have to go the extra length to find. Some are hidden while others require certain costumes to get.

The Balan Costume isn't being counted for obvious reasons. It is the only costume found on the Isle of Tims and it's requirements are staggering.

How To Get Balan Costume

First you need to feed the Tim Statue on the isle a certain amount of Rainbow Drops. Once it's full, you need to get a white Crowned Tim. This very Tim can be acquired by getting Tims with three badges.

A Tim can get a badge for consuming the equivalent of 30 Tim Drops(3 large drops) in either blue, pink or red colors. You need at least 2 Tims with all 3 badges and then breed them together. It is trial and error so I suggest getting multiple Tims with badges but also exit the game if ya fail to get a white Crowned Tim.

Once you have the Tim, do a level and it should be the proper size to pick up. Throw it at the statue and it will become the Father Tim. That big Tim will fly you up to the costume so you can get. If ya lose the costume, then give the Father Tim more Rainbow Drops. Rainbow Drops can be given by redoing stages, bosses or Tim Statues scattered about the levels.

Now let's get started.

Chapter 1

Common Costume: Tornado Wolf

An obvious choice for me. Wolves are one of my favorite animals and werewolves being one of my favorite mythological creatures. Tornado Wolf can be found in Act 1 and in the Boss Level. A simple jump engulfs the player in a mini tornado that can reflect wind projectiles and break blocks.

Powerful, agile and cute plus Tornado Wolf just gives me Werehog nostalgia since I'm a Sonic Unleashed fan.

Rare Costume: Jumping Jack

You can't just give me an adorable kangaroo and one of the better costumes when it's comes to movement. Jumping Jack can only be found in Act 1 so it's actually rare. This costume allows the player to do a flutter jump, great for getting extra air, reaching slightly far platforms and a decent recovery.

It's a costume I suggest stocking up on since you can't get the better mobility options until Chapter 6 Act 2. Also love there's a plushie in the pouch and the white patches of fur. Kangaroo are marsupials who do carry young in their pouches, and the silver tufts just add extra charm to the design.

Chapter 2

Common Costume: Jelly Jolt

Very useful! The Jelly Jolt is the perfect costume when it comes to electric resistance and make enemies stay five feet away while you shock them to hell. Can be found in Act 1 and the Boss Act. First time seeing an adorable jellyfish that actually doesn't mean harm.

Jellicent, Frillish, and Healslimes don't count considering the former have a habit of wrecking ships and the latter is a pain in the ass in boss fights or tough opponents. Also, all of these attack you! Case in point.

Rare Costume: Double Jumper

Definite pick for many reasons. This costume can only be found in Act 2 and requires the Fixer Upper Costume in Chapter 12 or the Frost Fairy Costume in Chapter 8(harder difficulty for reaching it).

It allows you to double jump, a godsend when it comes to reaching Balan Statues, costumes, recovery and careful platforming. You can get some major air with this costume and makes backtracking for certain levels easier.

I love the demonic imp design too. Imps are agile and mischievous creatures after all. Just like the basis, this costume is difficult to grab like the imp.

Chapter 3

Common Costume: Sickle Slicer

Slickle Slicer are one of your first go-to for fighting spiked enemies. This costume can be found in Act 2 and the Boss Act, it allows you to throw sickles that act like a boomerang. If you do a combo, these sickles can go farther than their already decent range.

The design is a very nice touch since the praying mantis can be considered a high level predator amongst insects. The costume is quite agile which helps in a pinch against fast opponents.

Rare Costume Itsy Bitsy Elf

A mini chinchilla perfect for tiny doors. Costume can only be found in Act 2 and takes some careful platforming to get. Suggest using the Jumping Jack costume if you don't want to wait for the better option in Chapter 6. This costume lets you enter tiny doors that often hold Balan Statues or Balan Bout inside. Very adorable, very fast (probably second fastest in the main story) and super fun.

Chapter 4

Common Costume: Aero Acrobat

Holy Balloon Popping Batman! This costume can be found in Act 1, Act 2 and the Boss Act. It allows you to pop balloons and even jump kick enemies caught in the crosshair. Balloons are scattered about in various levels and this guy is a great option of transport to reach these specific areas.

The aviator outfit makes it even better and I love bats. Probably my favorite flying mammal of the bunch since I often have a bat ally in games like Kingdom Hearts Dream Drop Distance, a Crobat for hunting escape happy Legendaries in Pokemon and Hidabat in Yokai Watch.

Rare Costume: Happy Horn

My first performing costume. It can be found in Act 2 and performs on special stage platforms scattered throughout chapters. A good way to gain some extra drops and hear a different version of stage clear. Not only is the costume charming, this is the first time I actually like listening to a marching band.

Chapter 5

Common Costume: Guardian Bird

The first costume to find in Act 1, can also be found in Act 2 and the Boss Act. The Guardian Bird costume lets you throw a mini whirlwind in midair. A nice costume to have for hitting far off opponents and counter wind projectiles.

I love the purple and yellow of the feathers and that orange mimics the bandana and ponytail of the costume's human equivalent. This costume is quite quick and good for dodging, the ability can act as a last second recovery should the need arrives.

Rare Costume: Sickle Slayer

A much stronger version of the Sickle Slicer that can be found in Act 2. One of the early options for breaking iron blocks or fighting iron coated opponents. The extra bulk does slow down the player but the payoff is worth it.

The larger size, serrated sickles and the color palette proves that this is a costume you rightfully earned. A sign that you can handle the much stronger costumes that can be found in the game. The general amongst the Sickle race.

Chapter 6

Common Costume: Pumpkin Puncher

The Fruity Boxer! A costume found in Act 1, 2 and the Boss! This costume lets you punch opponents from afar with straight Rayman equivalent punches. Doing a combo even extends the range. A faster hitter than the Sickle Costumes but also great at getting tons of Drops from Negati. If you take out tons of Negati in a single costume without changing or getting hit, the number of Drops they give increases.

I love the design since it's practically a scarecrow boxer. The outfit is cute, has a sort of fanciness you can only find in medieval periods in wealthy districts.

Rare Costume- Air Cat

The princess of platforming. This costume can only be found in Act 2 and allows the player to walk on air for a short amount of time. A perfect option for reaching far off areas, recovery and even avoiding ground hazards.

I've used this costume A LOT for most of my playthrough of the game. Even go back to Chapter 6 just to restock if I run out. This costume is that good. Very adorable too, just has this Artistocats nostalgia to it as well. Also I am a cat lover, literally got 5 cats at home and all are rescues as well.

That will be it for now. Part 2 of Favorite Costumes will be out sometime this week. I would've put the whole thing here but Tumblr limits how many pictures you can add to a post, 10 to be precise. Also, I don't want to make this too long for any fellow readers.

Until next time folks! See ya back in Wonderworld.

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