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#there are more magnets too but they don't have goofs on them
brainrot-stitch · 2 months
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AHAAA I FINISHED IT WOAHHH i usually don't finish art things omg...
Anyways current sabre design!!! (It will probably change bc I can NEVER make up my mind on any design ever sob)
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He's such a goof :3 (IM NEVER DRAWING THAT RAINBOW ELYTRA AGAIN IM CRYING)
Anyways some headcanons below cuz I feel like yapping :3
-rainbow totally would have gotten him and sabre friendship necklaces (yk the matching kind with magnets that come together n all) and after knowing lucas for a bit he woulda made friendship bracelets !!
-like that one person I reblogged said, he's such a mad scientist he's so silly omgg
-i love the reincarnation au SO MUCH its literally fire but in normal headcanons I think he used to be part of the creed and an assasin and ermm
Basically I headcanon his whole assassins creed series was basically his backstory before starting to do research on these 'steve' entities
-when nervous/anxious his footsteps will be completely silent out of habit from the whole assassin thing, and he'd obviously do it when purposefully trying to sneak (he has probably scared rainbow or Lucas multiple times by doing this..)
-I'm not sure weather to headcanon that his wings were damaged by a steve really early on in the steve saga (like before rainbow could speak or maybe when dark was still pretending to be blue) or if it was smth that happened when he was still an assassin but it's one of those!!!
-hes an avian.. heh... if u couldn't tell from the ref sheet.. but NOT a chicken!! The chicken jokes are just bc of the hoodie and bc his feathers look a lil similar :3
-he has like 2 of the same chicken hoodie he'll wear most often but still has some normal outfits AND assassins outfits and weapons he keeps away (most are green or have some sort of green in them heh.. I might draw that later)
-ok ok ok I have so many eye headcanons it's so hrggrrrrh the main one tho is one I snatched from the reincarnation au and that's that he doesn't have eyes!! Bc of an injury or sum and he js says he has sensitive eyes and the bandana fabric is see through up close.. but he can still see bc he's a player and the way players work is weird. Other headcanon, green eyes. Other headcanon, brown eyes. Other headcanon, heterachromia green and brown eyes. Other headcanon pure white eyes. Other headcanon code eyes. Other headcanon (gets hit by a bus)
-if we r going with the reincarnation au for the eyes, I feel like only rainbow and Lucas would know, if we're going with the others, I'd say rainbow, Lucas, Alex, galaxy, and maybe the guardian (I forgot if that's what he was called or not) would know. If we're going with the code eyes, then only lucas would know
-not sabre specifically but I feel like steves in general wouldn't be very used to or know but about blood/gore stuff, bc they're more used to being destroyed/poofing, and later on being destroyed through a machine. Being actually killed by a sword or something of the sort they are not used to seeing, and are very touchy on the subject
-on that note I imagine if there's like a steve that's immune to most or all other steve powers and or machines that they're trying to get rid of and arguing on what to so abt I imagine sabre being like "oh 1 sec I got this" and boom that mf DEAD 😭
-and they'd b like 😰
"Guess we're gonna have to kill this guy sabre" "damn"
-ermmm silly billy activity...
-I feel like he'd know a lot more than the other steves on things like the nether and end (not end city tho that's a whole other mc headcanon I don't feel like yapping abt rn) bc those are the dimensions players have access too and steves usually dont.. so they'd b like "WTF SABRE WHAT R U DOING THAT IS A LITERAL HELLSCAPE WITH LAKES OF FIRE AND MONSTERS WEVE NEVER SEEN BEFORE FYM U CAN GET 'NETHERITE' THERE" and he'd b like "well don't go in the fire then and it anything attacks u kill it ig" (not actually sob.. I feel like only he and Lucas would go there bc most steves r hindered greatly by lava and the only ones we've seen that aren't are bad guys if my memory is correct)
Ermm I have more but I'm eepy and can't remember so those r for another day!!!
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hearts-hunger · 1 year
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Stay at home Danny is actually my dream man. Imagine him on the school run, or making brownies for a bake sale
“put your shoes on, bud. we're gonna be late.”
danny dropped his first-grader's sneakers unceremoniously on the couch, holding his phone between his his shoulder and his ear as he waited for sam to pick up. his daughter tugged on the hem of his sweater to get his attention as he made his way back to the kitchen.
“what is it, baby?” he asked, taking the sheet of paper she was holding up to him.
“i made it for you yesterday, daddy,” she said proudly. she'd written her name on the top in the adorable scrawl of a preschooler, and danny looked over what he guessed was a drawing of a flower garden with a smile on his face.
“how beautiful!” he praised. “thank you for making it for me, sweetheart.”
he was sticking it to the fridge with a bright green magnet when sam finally picked up the phone.
“daniel, this better be important,” sam said blearily. “what the hell time is it?”
“seven-thirty,” danny said.
“oh, right. i forgot you have munchkins who go to school at dawn.”
danny huffed a laugh. “did you also forget you were making vegan brownies for their bake sale today?”
danny thought he heard sam smack his forehead.
“oh, shit!” he said, apologetic. “i totally forgot! do i still have time?”
danny took stock of the situation. he'd been planning on saran-wrapping the brownies he made while the kids finished getting ready, but after a mishap with a bowl of cheerios and a lost hair bow, he had to admit he was running behind too.
“if you want to head over while i run the kids to school, we can bake them over here,” he told sam. “i still have to wrap mine up, and we can drop them off when we're done.”
“i'll be over there asap,” sam promised. “tell the kiddos uncle sammy's sorry he's so forgetful.”
danny smiled. “i will. see you in a few.”
he hung up and put his phone in his pocket, taking the brush and that sneaky hairbow he'd found under one of the couch cushions after several minutes of dedicated searching. “come get your hair done, little girl.”
his daughter skipped over and stood in front of him, humming a little tune while danny brushed and braided her hair. she hopped from one foot to the other as she sang.
“you sure are wiggly this morning,” danny teased.
she giggled. “i'm doing uncle joshy's dance moves, daddy.”
“oh, of course,” danny said sagely. he smiled to himself as he thought of josh dancing like that on stage.
when he was finished with her hair, he let her scamper off to get in a few more minutes of dance practice. he found his son still on the couch, near tears as he tried to tie his shoelaces.
“hey, buddy,” he said consolingly, hunkering down to be at the little boy's level. “what's going on?”
“i can't do it, daddy. i'm sorry we're gonna be late because of me.”
danny gave a soft, sympathetic chuckle. “we're not gonna be late because of you, buddy. i was only teasing earlier. you don't have anything to be sorry for.”
the little boy swiped at his tears. “but i can't get my laces tied.”
“well, that's an easy fix. would you like me to help you?”
he nodded eagerly. “please.”
danny tied his son's shoelaces and brushed away his tears. “good?”
he leaned into danny's touch, and danny felt his heart tilt. “good.”
when each backpack was zipped up and every last-minute task was completed, danny buckled his kiddos into their car seats and headed for school. they requested the weight of dreams for the ride, to hear “uncle jakey's super most coolest solo,” and asked danny for the zillionth time to tell them tour stories. he'd watered them down quite a bit, trying to make them appropriate for his little ones, but they mostly just wanted to hear about their dad and their uncles goofing off together.
at school, he sent them off with a kiss and a double-check that they had everything they needed.
“tell your teacher i'm bringing the stuff for the bake sale later,” he said to his son, keeping steady when his daughter barreled into his leg for one last hug.
“is uncle sammy bringing his vegan ones too?”
danny's smile was wry. “yeah, if he ever gets out of bed.”
he ruffled his son's hair and fixed his daughter's already crooked bow.
“i love you two,” he called after them.
they each gave him one last smile as they went through the doors.
“love you too, daddy!”
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resmarted · 5 months
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haven't been on psych meds all week due to liver failure and emergency intervention to reverse the effects of the damage from trying to replace covid meds with tylenol (even those also give you liver damage apparently and my tylenol levels didn't even appear to be that high in the end? tf?)
have already been on the brink of tears a few times, namely when chris didn't pull my show and said he knew my ability to bounce back in time. i can't even talk about it i will start sobbing it's like the most moving thing anyone has said to me in so long.
was also considering going down on these meds already and wanted to taper off to see how i manage. i have been on a steady combo of anxiety and depression meds since i was 22. i was very exhausted from being the funny girl in every setting to the point where every coworker at whole foods would want to know what was wrong the second i stopped smiling or goofing off. the expectation of me and the sad jester complex that came along with it for years got to be too much. i also felt like i had turned it into a full time job making everyone else around me comfortable which somehow evolved into being an emotional dumping ground for everyone to lay their own issues out onto, whether we knew each other or not. i genuinely care for people but there is a fine line between being nonconsensually assigned at random to become someone's free therapist and being this hardened bitch for setting boundaries and not engaging in the people-pleasing techniques of culturally fetishized support group mentality. or something idk how to explain it but i decided at some point it was much safer to just be seen as a bitch than a free vent box for other people who refuse to get on their own meds or proper treatment plans with licensed professionals etc. people tend to see that you have been through a lot and therefore you have all the answers to get them through their stuff, but it took a lot or work and therapy and is an ongoing process. it's actually really insulting and extremely lacking in self-awareness to make your problems everyone else's around you and being the only somewhat healed person in a room makes you a magnet to people who want to feel better too without doing the work. people don't deserve to be victim to your emotional outbursts or of your vampiric tendencies.
that being said, not to be anye-kay but i was a much more prolific writer and a lot of my best art has been created from the depths of hellish experiences and times in my life. suppressing my feelings about the world and not pouring it into my art is not very cash money of me. also tho the best art is made during the winter and the worst time to go off meds is also during this time, generally for the same reasons. also i think it's generally a lame excuse to say you can't make art with or without drugs. it may be easier one way or the other, but it's likely a discipline or skill issue. like maybe you're just a shitty artist and drugs is an easy way to avoid taking that accountability.
the mental health system is so fucked the regular health system is so fucked the living wage is fucked all of our money is being funneled directly into war and genocide and i just feel like numbing myself any further in this moment of revolutionary history is not the way to exist right now.
THAT being said i fucking HATE how people act off their meds, how they unleash their shit onto you with such audacious entitlement, and ultimately this world is designed to make you feel crazy, so if you can control your emotions in an act of survival then why wouldn't you? but also i am an artist, doggg.
i know how i get when i go off them for too long, how unsavory comments become, even when they are people i know disguising themselves as randos, and fortunately i have had enough experience to know how cruel and demented people get in groups on line (or in general) and have learned to genuinely not go looking for it after years or exposure tharapy alone. the second i get the slightest inkling we are not on the same team, you're out. no questions asked. like i could truly give a fuck what your excuse for your behavior you will or won't admit to, i have enough weirdo fucking stalkers online as it is and have for decades now. if you even have one of those people within six degrees or your social circle you're already on thin ice to begin with. i did not spend nearly forty years surviving this insane fucking life to go backwards. i don't attach myself to people with shitty karma, even if it's just by proxy of their friends of friends. if you want to survive cut-throat environments, you have to be willing to be called the bitch and the crazy one and whatever else will be thrown at you for refusing to adhere to a mold of low vibe mediocrity. you have to treat your social circle like an ongoing audition process that is never fully locked into place and be totally fine with whether or not people will get it (they won't, esp as a woman you will get thrown all those demonic labels and then some) it feels weird in the early days but eventually living in truth and integrity becomes second nature, and the revolving door of people who do and do not make it back for the following seasons of both your community environment of choice or your life in its most personal form always speaks for itself.
people play with fire expecting not to get burnt, play stupid games to win stupid prizes, despite how it ends the same each time etc etc etc.
say it with me: slow and steady wins the race. that falls on deaf ears attached to people trying to be the loudest in the room, but people only like fast food for so long and everyone agrees what quality is at the end of the day. you don't just get that overnight through overexertion and speed racing your way into a burnout. not everyone is meant to play this game according to the arbitrary set of rules on a constantly evolving and everchanging landscape.
this post was mostly for me btw. everything i do in this world is generally just for me. another great example of gaining a following by going against all the made up rules to a made up game that we are all just making up as we go along. [fiona apple 1997 vma voice] this world is bullshit just go with yourself
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trans-xianxian · 3 years
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EVERYBODY LOOK AT THESE MAGNETS THAT MY BEST FRIEND MADE ME FOR MY BIRTHDAY I'M LOSING MY MIND
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xaren-jo · 3 years
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i'm gonna talk about slayers ships, because this is my blog and nobody can stop me.
gourrina - the big otp. i love these two, on their own and as a couple. i just love their dynamic (and the size difference), how they goof off together, how well they work as a combo in a fight, how they poke fun at one another, and just how obviously they mean the world for each other even if neither has the guts to come forth with their feelings yet. when gourry got dragged off by hellmaster and lina ran after him, stumbling, crying out his name as if her heart was torn out? when gourry went after the golden lord, screaming lina's name like a man gone mad, demanding her back? gives me goosebumps and steals my breath every time. they kissed, dammit, it's canon.
xelzel - the rarepair that stole my heart. i blame tsutsuji for this. not the most obvious one, and i don't think any romantic pairings with xelloss make sense anyway, but i can see these two having an arrangement of sorts. a brooding, grumpy guy with a lot of baggage and a demonic entity that feeds on negative emotion? they are both very much morally grey characters, too. this could be so wonderfully fucked up. or just wonderfully different, depends on how you spin it. i'd like to see them make it work.
xelloss/zelas - why isn't this more of a thing? it needs to become more of a thing yesterday. borderline incestuous, power imbalance, eldritch monstrosities going at it? hell yes. sign me the fuck up.
and now for the stuff that doesn't do it for me, from the most popular to the least.
xellina - i can see why people are into it, the anime stoked this fire as well with a few suggestive scenes. but i personally don't think lina would go for that, she knows exactly what xelloss is; and neither would xelloss, as that would be mixing work with pleasure. even after yet another adventure is over, lina is such a trouble magnet, you can bet their paths would cross again, and if they were involved, it would make for a messy situation. i do so love their interactions though, they have this unique understanding between them and some mutual respect.
zelame - amelia has an obvious crush on him in the anime, but i'm not sure if it's reciprocated on zelgadis' end. i get more of a big brother vibe from him. still, they are so in sync in a fight, they are a joy to watch. and they have perfect camaraderie off the battlefield, too. i love that scene in try when they get lost looking for valgaav and take a pause discussing their tea options, hehe.
actually this could be a wonderfully messy situation, bear with me for a second - this is amelia's first love, and we know how intense she gets. that girl doesn't know how to stop sometimes. zel is awfully fond of her, but her infatuation makes him very uncomfortable and he tries his best to ignore any hints she drops in order to preserve their friendship (and his sanity). an especially lovely scenario would be if amelia finally corners him and confesses, zel gets tongue tied and words his rejection poorly, and from there, a lasting misunderstanding begins. amelia thinks they're an item now, so she tries to do couple-y things with him - takes his hand, drags him along on one of those silly swan rides, gets very hands-on with him. she is understandably confused and a little bit hurt when zel shies away from her affections; and he, in turn, thinks she's being pushy, ignoring his wishes and breaking his boundaries. eventually they row, feelings are hurt, accusations are made, and their friendship is in danger of being permanently damaged, so lina and gourry have to step in and untangle the whole mess.
somebody please write this.
anyway, on to the next big one.
xelfi - again, i can see why people ship them, but their dynamic does nothing for me. xelloss would probably enjoy messing with her some more after darkstar's defeat, but i don't think filia would want someone who almost extinguished her race around, even though they did arrive at some kind of understanding by the end of try. some of the fanart is very pretty though.
zellina - again, reminds me how my friends used to be super into this while i shipped gourrina in secret, hehe. there's zero romantic tension between these two in canon, but that never stopped anyone. i think zel and lina are the kind of best friends who'd who'd die for each other, but they also need breaks from one another once in a while. they're both sorcery nerds and the brains of the team, but lina is loud and raucous, prone to silliness, while zel is more withdrawn and introverted and tries to maintain an aloof facade. they drive each other nuts sometimes. you know what, scratch what i said, this is a great dynamic and it needs to happen! gourry/lina/zelgadis would also be great.
whew, silly rant over. i missed some stuff that i have no real opinion on, but it still got long. amazing.
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