#spinning in my head all the time

[mintypsii]

they resumed fighting 2 seconds later as usual

#based on that one post i made earlier that kinda popped off #anyways transfem sanji ily #shes so #spinning in my head all the time #microwave moment #please help #this isn't necessarily ship but ill tag the pairing anyways if u wanna see itbtha way :3 #also lmk if you'd like to see more of her hhehee (i'll probably drawnher anyways tho. as a treat for myself) #op #one piece #vinsmoke sanji #sanji #zosan #sanzo #roronoa zoro #zoro #transmasc zoro #transfem sanji #fem sanji #t4t #sabaody archipelago #art #mintart #my art #theyre so silly

[luxaofhesperides]

Wings AU ; requested by @justwannabecat!

“Are you sure it looks good?” Duke asks for the sixth time in an hour.

Tim sighs and says, yet again, “It looks fine. Just give it to him! If he doesn’t love it, I’ll beat him up for you.”

“You wouldn’t do that.”

“I could! But you’re right, I wouldn’t. I would just psychologically torment him until he broke.”

“Don’t do that, please. I’d like to actually have a chance with him, even if he hates this.”

“He won’t,” Tim says. He actually stops typing to give Duke a severe look. “Go and give it to him. If you don’t go now, he’s going to think you bailed.”

Duke glances at the time, then jumps. “Shit! Thanks for your help, man!” He’s out of the door before Tim can say another word. He doesn’t bother with the front door, or even going down the hallway. Instead, he opens the nearest window and flings himself out of it, unfurling his tawny wings to catch the wind beneath them and ride them into the city proper.

He briefly considers stopping for a moment to change into his Signal outfit so he can fly above civilian jurisdiction, then decides that it’s far easier to just bend the light around him so he’s invisible. He wouldn’t want to be late meeting Danny, after all. Especially not for this.

He hadn’t been expecting Danny to be into traditional courting methods. Most people tend to go the more modern way of dating, but Danny had mentioned once or twice that he thought it was romantic. He had blushed, mumbling the words, but Duke heard them and went into researching courting methods to see which ones Danny might like best.

Sure, he could just ask Danny out on a date like he normally would if he liked someone, but if Danny wants to be courted, then Duke is going to court him!

It’s why he’s been planning this out carefully, gathering his primaries after his wings molted a few months ago so he could string them together into a thin wing covering. 

Admittedly, this courting method isn’t super common, but the thought of giving Danny his feathers, making it look like their wings are one and the same, has kept Duke up some nights, wanting it so badly. 

Besides, he thinks Danny will like it. Considering the state of his wings after the Accident…

Duke holds his handmade wing covers closer to his chest, flier lower as he leaves Bristol and enters Diamond District. The streets are busy, full of people. Most tend to stay on the ground, wings tucked close to their bodies, but there are plenty still flying above cars and buses that Duke has to carefully fly around. 

It takes another twenty minutes to get to Robinson Park, where Duke drops down to the ground and takes a moment to make sure all his feathers are straight and neatly displayed. Then he walks into the park, heading towards their usual meeting place.

For once, it’s a nice, sunny day in Gotham. Everyone’s taking advantage of it. The park is full of couples and families, walking around slowly, and kids dart through the air, still unable to go very high with their wings not yet fully grown in. It’s nice to hear the laughter and general chatter of people wandering the park. 

Duke doesn’t spend too long walking the paved paths through the park. He steps off of it near the second water fountain on the path, then heads into the trees, passing two moms on a picnic with their three kids rolling around the grass nearby. 

Tucked away in this corner of the park is a small clearing surrounded by thin trees. The tile is dirty and cracked, no one maintaining it at all with it hidden away. 

He sees Danny’s wings first, with long feathers that trail onto the ground, a black that shines dark blue in the light. He follows the lines of his wings back to his body, where Danny sits on a bench, leaning his weight back against his hands as he lifts his head up into the sunlight, basking in the warmth.

He really is so pretty. He insists that he isn’t, but Duke regularly spends time with the Wayne family, all who have modeled before, so he’s got a better idea than most about what pretty  looks like, and Danny fits the bill. 

“Hey,” Duke calls out softly, watching as Danny slowly blinks his eyes open and turns to give him a warm smile.

“Hey! I’m free for the rest of the day, which means we have so much time to complain about things today.”

“I didn’t keep you waiting, did I?”

“Nope,” Danny says. “I wouldn’t mind waiting, though. I like hanging out with you.”

Heart pounding in his chest, Duke walks forward. He doesn’t know if there’s something specific he has to say when presenting his gift, if there’s a courting tradition involved that he didn’t learn about. He’s terrified Danny’s going to reject it. He’s praying that Danny accepts it.

“Are you okay?” Danny asks, standing to get a better look at him. “You seem tense…” He trails off as he catches sight of what Duke holds in his hands, breath stuttering.

“I’m fine. I, um.” Duke steps into the clearing, entering the sunlight, and holds out his wing covers. “I made them for you. You mentioned before that you thought courting traditions were romantic… I don’t know if you like wing covers, but I thought you’d look good in my feathers… Only if you want it though!”

He’s trying so hard not to cringe away in embarrassment. He’s flirted with Danny before, half jokes and half serious, always playful. Duke was smooth then, delighting in how flustered it made Danny before he hit back with his own flirting. Now he’s a hesitant, stuttering fool, tripping over his words and struggling to find the perfect things to say. Maybe he should have thought up a speech, or something. Memorized a few lines to speak his intentions with this courting gift. Done literally any prep for giving the gift instead of focusing only on making it.

Danny doesn’t say anything. He doesn’t move either. He just stares, wide-eyed at the wing covers in Duke’s hands.

That’s a bad sign, isn’t it.

His hands lower just a touch, and he quietly prompts, “Danny?”

Just as he’s about to pull back, step away and try to fix things, messily attempt to salvage their friendship because clearly Danny doesn’t want to be courted by Duke, Danny’s hands snap out whip-fast and latch onto his wrists.

“This is… for me?” he whispers, awed.

“Yeah. Yeah, it’s for you.”

“And you’re courting me? Like, for real?”

“Yeah, definitely courting you for real. Do you accept?”

Danny throws himself into Duke’s arms, careful not to crush the wing covers between them. “In what world would I say no?” he laughs, bright with joy. He pulls back a second later, not giving Duke time to hug him back, and turns around, carefully stretching his wings out. “Put them on for me?”

“Of course.”

He starts by smoothing out some of Danny’s feathers. He doesn’t get to do this often; Danny hates having his wings on display for anyone, with how they spasm occasionally, and have empty patches where feathers will never grow in again. The Accident, all that electricity coursing through him, it permanently damaged his wings. There is no healing to be done. 

His wings are lacking too many flight feathers and primaries for him to fly. He’s stuck on the ground now, unable to use his wings for more than a minute. Old burns are still visible closer to his spine. 

Danny prefers hiding his wings away. He hates thinking about the Accident, hates how it’s taken his wings from him, how it’s changed him completely. 

But Duke loves his wings. He loves the softness of Danny’s lower feathers, how they shine in the light, how they always puff up when it gets windy. He’s only gotten to preen them twice before, and he treasures those memories more dearly than anything else.

This easily outshines both those moments.

He gently combs his fingers through Danny’s feathers, straightening them out, then lays the first wing cover over his right wing. His own brown feathers drape over the top of Danny’s wings, hiding the featherless patches from view. He does the same to the other wing, then adjust both until they lay perfectly on Danny’s wings.

As soon as he lifts his hands away from Danny’s wings, Danny is spinning around with a grin, flaring his wings out.

“How do I look?”

“Perfect,” Duke answers. He was right; Danny looks good in his feathers.

He watches, fond and amused, as Danny spins, keeping his wings flared, admiring his new look. “I’m never taking these off,” he says. “I love them so much. I can’t really make one for you, though…”

“You don’t need to.”

“I can’t just accept this and not give you something in return!”

“Well… There is one thing you could give me. Something I’ve been wanting for a long time.”

“What is it?” Danny asks, leaning towards Duke. He’s eager, ready to please, so delighted to be courted. 

Duke smiles. “A kiss.”

“Done.” 

He doesn’t have time to react before Danny is pouncing on him, hands fisting the collar of his shirt as he tilts his head up and kisses Duke. He pulls back before Duke can kiss back, blushing and unbearably cute.

And all Duke manages to say is, “Cool.”

He’s so good at this.

Danny rightfully laughs at him, then grabs his hand and pulls him down to the bench. “Come on, I promised to complain about my teachers today and I intend to deliver. And maybe later, I could take you out on a date? If you want.”

“Danny, of course I want to go on a date with you. I’m courting you! I thought I made my feelings clear!”

“I’m just making sure!” Danny shouts over him, and Duke can’t resist the urge to pull him closer and pepper kisses along his cheek. “Okay, okay, I got it. You’ve made your feelings clear. I’m going to date you so hard.”

“You better. It’s about time you put some work into our relationship.”

“Excuse you?!” Danny gasps in mock outrage, and they start bickering lightheartedly as they always do.

Even with their feelings come to light, even with a courtship started and a date promised, it doesn’t feel like anything between them has changed. 

It’s just them. Just as it always has been.

Duke couldn’t be happier.

#ghostlights #dc x dp #dp x dc #dcxdp #dpxdc #dc x dp fic #prompt fill #my writing #this was going to be longer bc i got into worldbuilding but then it got TOO long so i scrapped all that to focus on duke and danny #first time writing wing fic.... the amount of thought i put into how this world works had my head spinning #like this one: most people sleep in hamocks or have beds that are off the ground so they can stretch their wings out #regular beds like ours exist but mostly for kids/senior citizens/people with damaged wings who cant fly #like danny. so he has a normal bed and duke has a hammock which means the cuddling situation is Difficult #usually it ends with danny on his back and duke on his chest or danny completely wrapped up in dukes wings #just picture that. youre welcome :)

[katabay]

original thief series basso & garrett :)

ngl, it's about quality over quantity for me. an npc can have a total of three minutes of screen time, but if they have a cool name, they can live rent free in my head and I'll spend several hours trying to decipher drawable features from a blurry screenshot of pixels

there is a vague hint of a story here, and that's because every time I try to play thi4f, I get incredibly frustrated with how Not Fun the game play is. like, is the story good? well. but it has a PLAGUE. that should've given it instant 'I'll replay this once a year' status in my heart, but the game play sucks so bad that I've never finished it. I can't believe Not Fun gameplay beat out my obsession with narrative plagues.

anyway, the idea is basically if the original era had a game with a plague centric narrative and some other stuff I liked out of thi4f thrown into a narrative blender, with a heavy dash of horror thrown in because some parts of the thief games were scarier to me than entire dedicated horror genre games.

⭐ places I’m at! bsky / pixiv / pillowfort /cohost / cara.app

#if i had a laptop and the skillset i would attempt a story mod because the thief modders who create whole mission stories #are GENIUS and also somewhat terrifying. love them! xoxox #anyway im actually kind of obsessed with parts of thi4f but its also like. not at that sweet spot of almost good enough to be fun #to talk about. which. for the record. has not stopped me from talking about it at length to people #the city itself actually fucking fascinates me. its almost alive and im SO mad that not a single part of that game is actually terrifying #it should be gnarlier and instead it feels a bit like it doesn't quite want to be trapped in the story it has to tell? #but between the level that has the bodies on the meathooks #and the scene with the bodies hanging from the rafters or whatever that was and garrett living in a clock tower #because the game is very much ALMOST about changing times and authoritarian violence and capitalism #(like. by virtue of how the story sort of spins out i think it misses it's mark on a lot of stuff here #in the sense that i dont feel like it actually wants to tell that story. it wants to. go in a different direction. or at least walk on top #of those themes instead of through it) #ANYWAY between all of those things. it does kind of live in my head rent free. they did create a compelling setting #SHAME THEY DIDNT WANT TO ACTUALLY EAT ANY OF IT #unrelated but i would've given thi4f a 10/10 if they kept garrett's fucking nail polish from the concept art. cowards. unforgivable #thief the dark project #i still have no idea how to tag the game series as a whole RIP #sorry for the dedicated dark project fans. if you know what the general series tag is. please let me know #garrett thief #basso thief

[puppyeared]

fake ep idea + doodles

#i was thinking abt how funny it would be if there was a shiftythrifting blog equivalent in lmk. and half the stuff on there is #submitted by wukong. so i thought a yard sale ep would be funny lol #basically the hoard becomes problem one way or another and wukong figures the best way to get rid of his junk is thru ebay #somehow ends up selling world ending artifacts to random megapolis citizens so mk mei and redson have to scramble to find em #purposely meant to mirror the weekly shenanigans s1-2 style eps that are really goofy (dumpling ep noodles ep etc) #but it gets darker and darker because MK is not fucking ok after that whole thing with the scroll and some unchecked identity crisis #for me id want him to kind of. freak tf out because they have to find MULTIPLE chaos inducing items that could end the world while trying t #be sillygoofy and funny about it. so hes trying to mask his panic with “ohhh guys its just like the good ol days ^_^ remember that ^_^” #ESPECIALLY after that whole thing with the ink scroll. also mei doesnt buy any of it and is worried for him the whole time #as for the B plot it could be monkey king also trying to be very relaxed abt selling 4000 years worth of stuff and tang getting all huffy #like “these are priceless artifacts that could help us learn so much about the past!! wtf man!!!” #and maybe it reveals smth like wukong not wanting to hold on anymore bc his past weighs him down. and theyre all reminders #i think azure mentioned that wukong is sentimental (idk if that was genuine or lying to mk) so that could be touched on to #so basically. the theme would be some sort of conversation abt nostalgia. i think. im not a writer so its very fuzzy in my head #if anyone wants to add on or include their own spin on it feel free. also included undercut redson as a treat somewhere in there #myart #lego monkie kid #monkie kid #lmk red son #lmk mei #lmk MK #lmk xiaotian #lmk xiaojiao #lmk sun wukong #lmk swk #doodles #lmk tang #lmk pigsy #lmk traffic light trio #yard sale ep

[thestuffedalligator]

“You should be reblogging as liberally as you’d like on Twitter” I treat this blog like a bonsai tree. I reblog based on vibes and the direction of the wind and whether the moon is waxing, and then I go through my blog and trim through weeks of reblogs with a tiny pair of hedge shears.

Is it an inefficient way of using Tumblr? Unbelievably so. I don’t know why I’m like this. I refuse to change.

#tumblr #i saw this in a post directed at new tumblr users and it made my head spin #ditto ‘change your icon or people will block you on sight’ we’ve been blocking people on sight all this time???

[dizzybizz]

marcille dungeon meshi?

THE WAY I JUMPED UP IN MY CHAIR WITH GLEE OMG I LOVE HER BUT I SCARED MY CAT AND GOT MY DAD ASKING IF I WAS OKAY FROM DOWNSTAIRS anyways early marcille is very funny to me and i love her <333

#guys is it obvious i got just a few hours of sleep or. #i wanna do more right now but i need to get to bed at a reasonable time sorry girlies ill get to yall tomorrow :'-(( #this doesnt look like her. AT ALL #if i wasnt so sleepdeprived and whatever i would start over and get her face down properly but alas #once i catch up with dunmeshi its over for. me and yall and everyone #dungeon meshi #marcille donato #my art #uhm yeah no i think i need sleep. its worse than i thought uhm yeah #marcille is one of those characters that spins around in my head. like most of the dunmeshi cast. theyre very spinnable methinks

[femmemortes]

Bahar Soomekh and Shawnee Smith

#I love them #so much #this image lives in my head all the time #spinning the photo around in my brain #so fast #saw 3 #saw iii #Bahar Soomekh #shawnee smith #Amanda young #Lynn denlon #saw #saw movies #saw franchise

[siyuri]

@not-poignant 's The Raven Prince. Sometimes you read a story. Then move on with your life. But in a chaos of things you suddenly understand that some characters are now travelng with you. So this one made a crow's nest in my head. And couldn't be more grateful for it. Thank you, Pia! <3

#meditation #new #mine #things I dream about #The Raven Prince #forever and ever in my head #No matter what I want to do yk be sad or meditate or just feel calm waves or need some blackblue colors for agitated mind - he is there #helping #spinning the world around #anyways #thank you Pia for this gift to us all #so it wasn't my intention to time it for birthday #and lets be real #this is kinda too stormy and gloomy I think to it to be happy birthday present #but if you are OK with getting such things then I will be happy to make it a birthday present)) #i am bad at animation #but I needed it to move for it to bring the whole spectr of my feels to this image #this and My Skin by Natalie Merchant

[polka-spots]

I think Game of Thrones/A Song of Ice and Fore would have been way funnier if Jon Snow was born with the silver hair and purple eyes of the Targs simply because I like to imagine Ned Stark coming up with ever more frantic reasons that Jon Snow looks like That. Imagine him going "oh haha his mum was Lyseni yes mhm don't look too hard at this excuse" or "he's uhhhhhh albino yep" or "he had an accident with some bleach". And Robert just fully accepts the ever worse excuses and thinks that poor little Jon Snow is an albino half Lyseni boy who has very unfortunate accidents all the time with cleaning products.

#game of thrones #jon snow #game of thrones spoilers #asoiaf spoilers #i like to torment ned #he's so blorbo shaped #i spin him in my head very fast all the time #look at him! he was so honourable that everyone just accepted the Biggest Lie Ever with no questions asked #i fucking love him #most character ever #ned stark #robert baratheon

[disgruntled-lifeform]

Whenever I make something, I like to go through the mental gymnastics of deciding what the sale price would be for the finished product, regardless of if I intend on selling it or not.

This has historically been a simple process of material costs, fixed costs, and labour.

This has become decidedly more complex as I acquire more skills that add extra steps to the calculation process.

For instance:

I wanted to make this coat so I buy some fibre for spinning.

But they don't sell a roving I like so I decide to buy multiple solids and blend them into my own roving using some hand carders.

This step is taking ages.

There is no way I could account for the labour of manually blending into the cost of the yarn, so I guess I would just take the raw fibre cost as my material cost?

But that feels wrong given the effort so I'm stuck at how to get passed blending.

Next comes spinning, do I add the time it takes to actively spin/ply/finish the yarn or is it wiser to just take a percentage of the fibre cost and tack it onto the material costs?

That seems wisest so maybe that is how I account for the blending process too?

From that point on, it's just mat cost and time plus the skilled labour and fixed costs for tool maintainance.

By the end of it all, I have a coat that is stupidly priced for the average buyer or an item that is reasonably priced for the buyer but is undervaluing my labour.

I don't really have a point to this post >.<

I just hoped that maybe someone could point out something glaringly wrong with my logic that makes this all suddenly math out in a satisfying manner.

#idk let's all discuss how we can make artisan crafts more economically sustainable #I spend a lot of time playing pretend shopkeeper in my head while I make things #craftblr #hand spinning #wool #yarn #fibre #crochet #tunisian crochet #.txt

[biblionerd07]

“Jesse deserved what happened with Jack’s gang and should’ve died in the end because he was a pussy bitch and a rat and snitching is NEVER forgivable.” —Some business major named Brayden who wears boat shoes and calls the cops if he sees a homeless person existing in public

#brba #jesse pinkman #I have seen takes so rancid it makes my head spin #why are men like this #it is ALWAYS men #you’re not tough Brayden you’re just dumb and have no media literacy #I saw someone say Saul should turn Jesse in for a reduced sentence and by that he meant tell the cops Jesse wanted to go to Alaska #sir what exactly do you think ‘one time he said he wanted to go to Alaska’ is going to do #they all think they have the potential to be Heisenberg who they think so badass #buddy just bc you hit and run someone with your college frat does not make you a criminal mastermind #Vince wrote Jesse getting away bc he believes Jesse deserves to get away so why don’t you kiss my ass and shut the fuck up #Jesse is free and happy and safe in Alaska and Walt will always always always stay dead 😘

[licorishh]

So 1.6 is here and the Trailblaze continuance is interesting. Dr. Ratio is every bit as irritating and pompous as expected. I love him

Spoilers for the continuance quest in the tags cause y'all already know I gotta say something about this dude and it's about to get real neat

#dr ratio #honkai star rail #hsr dr ratio #so anyway here's the part where i start sounding like a drunkard purely because i've been whacked in the face with another character #when he came on screen in the interrogation(?) room with screwllum and asta and you could see his face for the first time i ooghh. #ooab. qoshdh. euahhd. the. sauaghh. #biting my nails shaking my head violently spinning in circles WOW design voice actor accent ohhggg my #i usually keep things like this to myself but ohg. oh dear. ohh my #i'll draw him hopefully. i can only pray i do him justice cause ooaodb #i just. yes sir i am a moron please tell me more in that fancy accent of yours #i will stop interrupting just keep talking 🙏🙏🙏 #i'm thinking entj. alhaitham but extroverted and VIOLENTLY neurotypical #i hate him so much but heaven above his design is uuiaj #and he'll be here for free. wgat do i do woth thag informtion #i. eed an imaginary character. i acan. use him on a team #i. wgau #h.elp #THE EYES THOUGH. THE MALE CHARACTERS IN HSR ALL HAVE SUCH GORGEOUS FRICKIN EYES MORESO THAN THE WOMEN #feel free to sigh at me and move on but aough #look i'm normal ok. but i'm also a straight female human being andr thag unfortunately means something

[franeridan]

i KNOW that oda is aware he's drawn some extremely gorgeous ladies since he obviously does that on purpose (though i believe he's unaware of just how beautiful some ladies he's drawn that stray too far from his usual model are), but I'm, like, pretty much convinced he has absolutely no clue he's also drawn some of the most good looking manga dudes out there. I'm sure he has no idea. He puts down lines and then he's like "???? why are people so obsessed with this guy he has barely shown up ever????" while we're all sitting here going heart eyes or whatever. It's been twenty-six years maybe it's time for him to get on with the program. It's like his experience with benn and ace in the very beginning taught him absolutely nothing

#all due respect to benn's actor in the la but he's the reason why I'm sure oda knows nothing #benn is THE og one piece sexyman how could oda do that to him in the la #in the very first volumes he got submerged by questions about him and he was like “why do you guys love him so much” #cause you made him hot and cool oda keep up!!!! #but he has not kept up #tragic truly #does oda know mihawk is one of the hottest guys ever appeared on jump? #is he aware crocodile makes heads spin? #did he know what he was doing when he drew ace? sabo??? #zoro's post timeskip design????? #bet he drew smoker and didn't think he was doing something insane for even a minute.... #90% convinced he thought he was drawing just a random hobo when he drew shanks #didn't think twice about iceburg the absolute FREAK #i need to stop i could keep writing names for the rest of my tags space and still have a hundred left #i DO know he knows exactly what hes doing when he draws law though #im sure he had no plans for it but the moment he drew him the first time he was like oh 👀 this guy's gonna do numbers #AND HE WAS RIGHT #katakuri has me in pain btw i just know oda has no idea.... he thought he tricked us all with the whole mouth and eating thing....... #well jokes on you my man we're all freaks in this corner of the world!!!!

[ghoulishsweets]

Continuing from here!

At this point, Oliver really couldn't believe just what he was hearing and seeing. This owl was truly excited for all of these plans, and the bat's eyes widened at all of the joy in his voice. And a sleepover as well? Well, that... took him by surprise, to say the least - but in a good way, judging by the shine in his eye.

In the few moments of silence that followed Barnaby's words, Oliver was speechless, unable to react right away; this kindness had him taken aback. And his mind was trying to come up with any suggestions for future occasions together... Perhaps his ghostly being even felt a flutter in his chest as he did so.

He set his plate of cake aside and coughed a bit, taking a moment to regain his composure, but a shy look was still across his face.

I... W-Well, I think all of that sounds wonderful, my good friend... and, well... Let's start with the tea party and go from there, alright? You'll get a first taste of my baking that way... and we can see where this takes us! Oh, goodness...

His grin started to grow, his expression getting brighter. You've got my head positively spinning!

And just like that, he made his floating head spin in a circle! He laughed out loud as it spun before slowing it down to its normal position. The aura he was giving off seemed to be brighter than ever... and full of hope.

@shadowtoons-arinanon

#Time to Bake! - Oliver RP #billie bust up barnaby #bbu oc #oh gosh he's gonna get all flustered at this rate skjdhfks #i love your Barnaby he is so lovely and adorable aa #also I did have an idea to make Oliver's head spin in a little animation but honestly I would not be able to do that properly #with how basic my animation knowledge is skdjfhskdjf

[hero-of-the-undersea]

I would need to make adequate adjustments to the code to make this sprite work  but behold: a babygirl who is about to become so throwable

#jrwi bitb #rand #nim's shimeji tag #nim.art #rand won the wheel of fortune spin in my head on who to draw first #hmmmmm perhaps. perhaps I will use my time on the long weekend to make this shimeji work as intended #I just have no braincells left and I looked at the code. tried to do some math. and felt my brain split in two like a twig #I also have to sketch out all the frames which. I've only accomplished once before #coloring my abhorred. genuinely if I can manage to line all of the files I am considering finding someone to work with me to #color the frames adequately but that's a long way out #and I'll probably just do it myself ahvgdhgavwhgav #it'll be a good learning experience :pensive:

[vaguely-concerned]

travis matagot just -- the very concept of him unlocks something deep and feral in my brain, even aside from all the changeling stuff. an angel looked upon you once as a child and, after seeing every possible thread and pathway of the man you will grow into one day, said 'I see no sin here' even as its holy flames consumed your screaming parents and the town around you. that angel, having stumbled head over heels to earth after killing god, later deliberately loses their name to you in a card game so the eyes of heaven can't find them. you and the angel have proceeded to annoy the everloving FUCK out of each other for centuries because you just keep. bumping. into each other!!!! through the power of like Narrative and also simply being two of the only people who've even been around that long. you've kept their name for them this whole time and never breathed a word of it, even though they seemingly never even explained why they wanted to lose it in the first place. you've sworn to die together or not at all.

what if you met an eldritch horror as a child and then became their best (and most irritating) friend/life partner/frenemy/perpetual thorn in their side (affectionate). I'm obsessed with this idea of being divinely judged as unworthy of damnation so early in your life and having to have that in the back of your head forever even as your self-loathing and trauma start piling up over the centuries and you have done so many shitty things along the way. like. is he trying to prove them wrong. is that part of his whole thing about trying to escape the narrative. or is it to prove that 'no actually awful things happen to me because I'm awful, you got it wrong from the start (fuck you btw)' because at least that feels like a choice, like some kind of control to hold on to? what is going on here travis. what the fuck

#skyjacks #campaign skyjacks #travis matagot #gable skyjacks #trable #like mostly in a. narrative/thematic sense?? because both the bickering everyday dynamic and the uh Cosmic scale ones... #sets my head spinning honestly. what the hell #I'm catching up with this podcast and spoiler warning: it's still excellent #just how easily travis accepted that gable was the angel that destroyed his hometown (including his parents) is so funny and so sweet to me #he was just like 'eh. more than enough water under that bridge to wash that one clean tbh #I am also a huge albino turkey for this hugely emotional conversation btw' #and he's equally blasé about finding out gable like. caused the partial end of the world. #the only time he freaks the FUCk out is when he finds out they lied about having figured out how to die so he got to leave first #skyjacks spoilers #anyway listen to campaign skyjacks it is extremely good and travis actually is Like This all the time #he's a jaded depressed old man in the body of a trickster twink. one of the ideal character archetypes tbh