#this is literally the first time I’ve drawn a dog

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book 7 part 3 thoughts!!

***THIS POST CONTAINS MASSIVE SPOILERS FOR BOOK 7, PART 3 OF THE MAIN STORY AND MALLEUS’S DORM UNIFORM VIGNETTES.***

If you’d like to watch a rough part-by-part summarized translation, please check out this archived stream!

Please note: this is NOT meant to be a summary or a translation; these are only my initial thoughts on the events that unfold. There may be details overlooked or misunderstood in this post, so PLEASE do not use this as a translation.

LOL???? We start this part in Ignihyde 😂 with Idia getting a phone call from (OG/grown-up) Ortho??? Ortho says he’s enrolled at RSA and it’s Idia’s first year as a dorm leader????? What sorcery is this???? I-Is this Ortho’s dream…? Or is it Idia’s dream???

cnn kdveienskebe Okay, it’s Idia’s dream??? Oh gosh, he pictures Ortho as being the kind of heroic and kind-hearted person who would attend RSA if he were still alive… 😭

NOT THAT IMPORTANT but Idia games with Lilia and it’s cute :>

Idia is happy to go along with the call but then notices weird little discrepancies like how NRC’s opening ceremonies are at night (but Ortho called him during the day and Ortho is excited about NRC even though he himself is going to RSA)? He feels like something bad is going to happen…

AND SUDDENLY A WILD MALLEUS GREETS HIM???? Wow, he finally got invited— Gao-Gao Dragon-kun returns as a motif throughout episode 7, Idia seems super hype about it. Interestingly, it looks like Gap-Gao has evolved into a full-fledged dragon when Malleus shows it to Idia 🥺 The set-up is very similar to Idia’s + Ortho’s ceremonial robes stories, but in the original vignettes, Idia meets Malleus on the way to the ceremony and gets too scared, so Idia heads back to his dorm.

OMINOUS??????? Malleus is all like, “Gao-Gao was broken many tomes, but I fixed it and I intend to keep it this way for a long time”. This, of course, is him actually talking about what he’s done to prevent everyone from leaving him :)))

OMG WILD LILIA TOO

Entrance ceremony~ The characters repeat the exact same lines spoken during the prologue!! Deja vu~ Cool little easter egg there, this really is a redux but with nothing bad happening and Malleus actually invited and Idia physically present instead of just being a tablet— Something else weird is that Yuu and Grim don’t seem to be at the ceremony.

RSA is confirmed to have dorms and dorm leaders as well! No specific dorms are referenced though.

“I feel like I’ve forgotten something very important…” — Idia

Back to Diasomnia we go… and the expected Sleeping Beauty dream sequence from Yuu… Then Yuu wakes up to what seems to be the room Mickey described to them (from the animated short 1936 Thru the Mirror) but mirrored/flipped (the date on a calendar is written as 51), Also???? Yuu and Grim seem to remember the “real world”; they recall Malleus casting magic before they passed out. UHHHH they’re locked in the room and there are ghosts drawn on the windows. That’s weird, that’s suspicious 😳

THE FOOT STOOL (ottoman?) IS A DOG WITH A PUG FACE???? Wait… THIS IS MICKEY’S ROOM, ISN’T IT??? He literally described a foot stool thing that barks like a dog the last time he talked to Yuu.

WHAT everything is alive??? Beauty and the Beasting it… Grim eats a sketchy nut and temporarily becomes big (a la Alice in Wonderland), they mention there are mushrooms in the Queendom of Roses that have a similar effect.

OH MY GOD MEETING MICHARD REAL GONE WILD NOT CLICKBAIT

Mickey makes more Thru the Mirror references (he squirts ink at playing cards)? Then he mentions dancing about the queen (of Hearts!?) and the king getting mad about it… ordering the card soldiers to attack him. “I feel bad for the card soldiers.”

Mickey weirdly says something like. Their consciousnesses are in this place but their bodies are elsewhere. Mickey is going to help them look for their friends!! They sort of imply this is Mickey’s dream world, he starts vanishing because now it's morning... and now he is "waking" from the dream.

Blot??????????? They punch a monster thing????

HUH???? ??? ? ???? ? SILVER PULLS UP TO SAVE OUR ASSES???? 😭 We get his UM reveal as well! It's called "Meet in a Dream" (written as "Let's see the same dream") but we don't immediately get to see what it does because we cut away to the real world. The incantation for "Meet in a Dream" is roughly, "For the person/people I met before, for the person/people I will meet soon". IT SOUNDS LIKE SOMETHING AURORA WOULD SAY WHILE WAITING FOR HER PRINCE THAT SHE DREAMED OF

Back at Diasomnia, Malleus is creepily humming over everyone sleeping...DHBFIYODSBFIOIOAF MORE IMPORTANTLY THOUGH, ORTHO'S CONSCIOUSNESS IS IN CYPERSPACE AND HE ACCESSES THE LAST MEMORIES HE HAD STORED BEFORE GETTING KNOCKED OUT (something, something... emergency protocols activated because Malleus emitted a high amount of blot)👁️ His hologram goes and tries to wake Idia up (lol I guess he did end up getting affected by Fae of Maleficence), then tries to connect to his spare bodies but their circuits are not working. He also tries playing music of Idia's favorite girl group to wake him (Idia usually wakes up and dances), but Idia still doesn't.

The time also seems to have not moved, just like during Endless Halloween Night. Wow, Malleus really decided to reject any and all change, even the passage of time...

Ortho realizes just how wide Malleus's spell has been cast (like, it seems to extend even to RSA which is on the other side of Sage's Island). That's... scary... x_x Guess no heroes are coming to save them, huh?

OMINOUS COMMENT: Ortho says that if people continue to dream like this without waking, they will miss out on food and water that their bodies need... and so they will DIE. They got like a week tops without water 🤡 and then their consciousnesses will remain forever trapped in the dream worlds????

STYX becomes relevant again! They get alerted to the blot levels on Sage's Island.

KJBLDVITUFUQFWOVYQFEOBAFIBAFI DIRECTOR SHROUD AND HiS WIFE SHOW UP???????? THEY GOT ON FULL-ON CYBERpUNK HELMETs ON TOO??? Mrs. Shroud sounds so young 😭 and she acts surprisingly cutesy???? She calls her husband “papa” and serves at STYX's technical director.

STYX forces on Sage's Island can't seem to penetrate it... UM IT SOUNDS LIKE MALLEUS'S MAGIC FIELD IS EXPANDING, STYX is going to evacuate people close to Sage's Island.

WEIRDLY, IDIA'S DAD COMMENTS THAT HE FEELS LIKE HE HAS SEEN THIS SCENE OF SPRAWLING THORNS BEFORE???? Mr. Shroud remarks that he has seen it in stories of the Thorn Witch. I-Is history… repeating itself?

Ortho gets in contact with STYX and Mrs. Shroud is soooo cute 😭 She calls him “Or-kun” and worriedly asks him about his older brother and if Ortho is hurt, etc.

So Malleus used ancient magic (regional dominion?) to control everything in that field?? Mr. Shroud says fairies in general have always historically had the magic to “change” the world/nature, like land forms and the weather.

Uhhhh so??? They that Malleus’s magic won’t ever run out because he can absorb power from the natural elements to fuel his magic??? His magic field will keep expanding… so Twisted Wonderland is pretty much fucked if they can’t stop him 💀

OH MAN Mrs. Shroud says they’re going to try and contact Briar Valley 🤡 though Grandma Shroud tried to in the past and it was difficult?

Aww, sort of sad?? Mr. Shroud implies he’s a normal person and that he’s dealing with geniuses that try to do things that he can’t.

The Briar Valley actually responded and try to help them break the barrier around Sage’s Island!! But it sounds like even they could not get past it…

Ortho transfers his consciousness to the Cerberus Gear body!! (Mrs. Shroud makes it for him!) It can last ~20 minutes inside the field. Two dogs will follow him; they have the Cerberus security system in them.

He’s the best suited for this investigation (it’s NOT meant to be a rescue, just a mission to collect info) because his existence defies nature itself; he is the culmination of human ingenuity and Malleus can’t overwrite that. Ortho promises to come back and to save his big brother, he doesn’t want the Shroud parents to lose “another son” 😢

LOL all the researchers are passed out on the floor, even Mr. Shroud was like. Sleeping under a table 😂

Not Mrs. Shroud joking about peeking at Idia’s password protected folders 💀 and not Idia leeching off of STYX’s wifi cuz he’ll die without high-speed internet to do his dailies…

Mrs. Shroud continues to be so wholesome and worried for her children, she encourages Ortho to come back if he’s scared or feels like he’s in danger. It’s so moe of her 🥺

Hmmm 🤔 the Shroud parents are definitely a lot different than what I thought they’d be?? They’re very warm and accepting of Ortho, especially Mrs. Shroud. I didn’t get that impression from book 6 and Idia’s post-OB flashback, it seemed like the Shroud parents were very hands-off and work oriented. Of the two, Mr. Shroud is definitely quieter and more stand-offish, so it seems like Idia takes after the dad and Ortho after the mom. It’s not a bad thing, I’m just surprised!! I’ll definitely keep this in mind while writing them moving forward.

Back to Mickey's world!! ... Suddenly, they're in the sky and comedically falling out of it???? They land outside of Diasomnia dorm.

HMMMMMM so Silver says that the “blot” he fought earlier is like… the darkness that appears in dreams. He has seen it many times. If the darkness catches you, it will drag you into an even deeper dream… and it seems like they fell into a new dream because Mickey woke up (so Mickey’s dream crumbled).

“Meet in a Dream” allows him to enter the dream world of people who have a bond with him. So… there is a preexisting connection Silver has with Mickey????

Silver has??? Met Mickey before in his dreams?? This confirms the story Mickey told us before of seeing a silver-haired boy. Usually the dreamer does not remember him being there, but Mickey for some reason COULD remember Silver. (When Silver himself wakes up from the dreams, he doesn’t remember them.)

bcsksbiexbkss OMG POOR LAD????? Silver has tried to wake up before by punching himself and by bashing his head against rocks (to no success).

He doesn’t 100% understand his power or dreams yet, but he describes each dream to us as its own landscape? It’s an oddly artistic way of describing it but I guess without the context of Malleus trapping them all there it calling them “landscapes” is nice!!

Silver says he somehow stumbled into Mickey’s dream while following a bird that shone with rainbow colors. Ho-Oh is that you (A bird that gives the illusion of rainbow colors… It sounds similar to the white birds Kalim borrowed in his dorm story vignettes from Silver.)

There are other stipulations to using his UM; Silver has to be sleeping AND be aware that he is dreaming in order for him to dream walk. He also can’t decide whose dreams he ends up in. Silver eerily mentions that he cannot escape from dream worlds, not unless the dreamer wakes up or the dreamer/Silver gets a large enough shock.

Silver falls through the sky to get to new dreams? He calls these transitions “dream corridors”. He describes dreams as places of memories and wishes, making up one’s greatest desires… but also meaning different things to different people.

They enter Diasomnia and IN COMES SEBEK SHOUTING AT THEM??? Apparently there's a party going on at Diasomnia to send Malleus and Lilia off for their internships. (There is a little glowing fairy thing flying around Sebek which indicates that Sebek is the dreamer. We did not previously see this light around Mickey.) Sebek rushes them to the party where everyone else is waiting!!

Oooh, we hear what Lilia’s internship might have been! He would be going into a company that specializes in making magical tools for medicine/health; his reasoning is that the Briar Valley has people who are not used to technology, and Lilia wants to be able to make their lives easier by introducing these technologies to them. Malleus’s archeological internship would be in the Land of Crimson Long.

BRUH 😭 Dream!Lilia says he will stay in their forest cottage where he raised Silver for the rest of his life, he’s not leaving.

Silver calls them out on the bullcrap, calling the situation for what it truly is. “This is just a convenient dream!” It’s fake, it’s all wrong. He shouts at on point, which is something be rarely ever does; the last time I can recall him shouting is back at the end of Endless Halloween Night.

ERRRRR (real) Malleus is monitoring all of their dream worlds, that’s 100x more creepy than anything Rook can do 💀 Malleus is justifying this by using his position as to-be king; “it’s only natural for a king to watch over his subjects”, that kind of thing. Leona would be hella pissed—

Eh? EH????? WE'RE PUNCHING SEBEK NOW (he’s protecting Malleus). And so we beat him up and Sebek finally remembers reality. (I think the implication is that by beating him up, they’re “shocking” the dreamer awake.) Sebek begrudgingly joins our party!! ✨

bhlBFYUVAIFAIAFDIL I OH NO, MALLEUS IS MAD THAT SILVER IS “AWAKE”

AYO OB MALLEUS BATTLE, HIS PHANTOM IS MALEFICENT'S DRAGON FORM, IT’S TIME TO GASLIGHT, GATEKEEP, GIRLBOSS (before revealing his OB form, he was really trying to convince us it’s not a dream when we said it was one + confused Grim with his claims, then lowkey threatened us by saying “if you keep talking, I won’t forgive you”.) That’s… scarily accurate for how real emotional manipulators act 😬

I kept being reminded of Malleus’s dorm uniform vignettes around this point in the main story. In the vignettes, Malleus teleports the dorm leaders (without consent) to Diasomnia to hold a meeting, and they become upset with him for treating them like objects. Malleus is STILL treating living beings like objects (even if he does care for them). Look at what he’s doing: he doesn’t think about what they want, he’s manipulating them again, and even earlier he implied they and Gao-Gao were the same… Broken things that have been repaired, and that he intends to keep this way forever.

Silver grabs their hands and says they’ll jump into another dream!! LOL 😂 Sebek’s being tsundere at the worst of times… “I WOULD NEVER HOLD YOUR HAND!!!” SEBEK PLEASE, NOT NOW!?????? We’RE GonNA DiE

Malleus tries to force them back under, but a sparkling light "like an aurora" compels Silver to not succumb. Silver asks his father to give him power while clutching onto the ring on a chain that Lilia imparted to him. AWWW SILVER 😭

This time they wake up in a forest and get surrounded by masked people who speak in... animal sounds??? It may be a fairy language; in Fairy Gala: If we learn that different kinds of fae communicate in different ways (for example, the diurnal fae speak in like bell chimes). Sebek seems to understand what they are saying... so maybe the language of the nocturnal fae????

AYO THE MIDDLE ONE KINDA LOOKS LIKE CROWLEY... EVEN THE EYES GLOW YELLOW LIKE HIS DO???? IS IT JUST THE MASK SHAPE???? OR WAS CROWLEY A WAR VET??????? ??????? ?? ?? ? (Side note: I think these masked NPCs are meant to resemble Maleficient's minions!)

There is also what appears to be the sound effects of canon fire??? Is this… a battleground?? The human-fairy war?????? (The masked men are soldiers that report to Lilia!)

FKJLADFIHLAFSLIHAFLIADFILETasasutvfetoqevb WHAT WHAT WHAT???!?!?!?!?!?!?!? LONG HAIR LILIA SHOWS UP IN A MASK AND SAVES THEM???? HE’S USING HIS CLEAVER TOO (this is his dream for sure now 😭)

So in Lilia’s new design, we see that there are green gems hanging off of him; these may be magical gems or the special ore he mentioned his weapon is made from (which is very rare in modern times).

If you look closely, his hair streaks are dark red instead of bright magenta. This lines up with one of Lilia’s voice lines in which he expresses dying his hair different colors depending on his whims.

Every warrior seems to be wearing a mask? And we can see their eyes glow (I wonder if this is a trait of nocturnal fae)? The masks may be there as s cultural thing or maybe as a tactic to obscure their faces from their enemies.

It’s odd that Lilia’s dream seems to be of war time??? Because Malleus’s magic is meant to give them happy dreams, but surely Lilia doesn’t think of war time as a happy period of his life???? Maybe that will be better explained in the next update??

AAAAAAAHAHHHHHHHH??????? ? ?????? ? ? ? ? ? ? THAT'S THE END OF THE PART 3 UPDATE???? ? ?? ??? ? TWST, YOU REALLY GONNA CUT US OFF LIKE THIS?? ???? ? ? ? ???????? ? ? 🫠 WE’RE ONLY At PART 55 AnD SO MUcH SHiT hAS GONE dOWN…………………..,,..,,, …….. ….. … . .. . .. . . .

#Diasomnia #twst #twisted wonderland #Malleus Draconia #Lilia Vanrouge #Silver #Sebek Zigvolt #notes from the writing raven #spoilers #disney twisted wonderland #Idia Shroud #Ortho Shroud #Ignihyde #Yuu #Grim #Mickey Mouse

[rusty-gloinks]

MURDER DRONES EPISODE 5 : Random details and favorite parts of this episode

Will be putting major spoilers under cuts if anyone has NOT seen the new episode, or has yet to see it. CW/TW: Blood, body horror, murdery stuff! SPOILERS!! AHHH!!! You get the point. I am not responsible for your actions :3

(This post is a mix of different things btw, Md related tho)

None of this will be in order, and I might need to make a PART TWO!!! Since the total is 45 images. :’)

FIRST UP. I would like to take the time to appreciate doll so have some LOVELY LITTLE images of her I took.

She looks so fucking awesome???? Like holy shit. She slayed!!!!!

not to be fruity .but. yea

SHE. also Isn’t that the campsite? Or just a different location with the same appearance.

OKAY. Next up. BABYGIRL . I SQUEALED AT LIKE EVERY SCENE OF THEM SHES SO FUCKING CUTE. MAN😭

BLEEEEEH (I’m going to make this my icon soonthat was the purpose of the screenshot. Also because I love them)

World is mine by Hatsune mi- cyn. World is mine by cyn. The famous vocaloid /j (HSES 😭😭😭😭)

Noticing how her balance is SOOO Much better while holding someone?. Also MOOD .just like me .real 💔

i lov e you🥺EEEK /p. Shes melting

MY SIB AND I WERE FUCKIJG DYING OVER THE PUPPY EYES.LMAO. I love their humor

J* , and they locked her in the basement. I am so SAD about this information

PROTECTIVE BIG BRO MODE…babys

Okay, listen, i know these 2 got shipped before the release but OUCH this makes things so much weirder!!! eugh:( (mainly saw em as friends.tttotallt not becsuse I project my friendship with my silly mutual onto them.no. /sarc)

anyways forget them being friends as my headcanon. THEYRE FUCKING SIBLINGS EVEN BETTER!!! (prjdedcts me and my elder sib onto th— *gets killed /j*

GAY RIGHTS(After the 2nd watch i realized she was making them kiss each other and I started laughing so hard my sides hurt)

Okay glitch QUIT SHOWING OFF. god damn !!!!! Literally appreciating this scenery so hard. 10000/10. :3

YKNOW HW I WANTED TO SEE TEARS IN THE NEW EPISODE!! LOOK. KIND OF CLOSE!!

LOOK HES SOBBING!!!! ALMOST. I GOT WHAT I WANTED OMFG!!!!! YAYYA!!!! (Love it when ppl cry /j

Lovely little lad. Reading abt dogs:) so cute…

subtle hints of favoritism..👀(she obvs likes J more I think,)

I love how immediately i could tell this was drawn by Liam. Canonically J in the show but like his style is so adorable and bouncy!!!! AND LIKE yummyys:3 eated

Cute detail in Uzi’s room. SHE LIKES BABY COWS GUYS. ITS TIME TO MAKE FANART OF UZI WITH BABY COWS. /J

Blushys:)!

For those wondering what this is it’s basically a ripoff of YouTube. The caption is titled "Top 100 Doors ever!!11!" and then the views at the bottom 😭😭. KHAN AND HIS FUCKING DOORS GOD DAMNIT

This part scared the shit out of me i was literally about to cry. I THIUGHTT SHE KILLED HIM

I had to slow this down and repeat the same clip OVER AND OVER Just to get it right, apparently the solver can swap roles? (The order is supposed to be yellow then purple since Uzi takes over as an admin instead of CYN.) very cool.

STP FIGHTING D:

BOTH VRY SCARY :(

Better glimpse of her backpack. Cute little skullbat zipper!! Also batteries. 👍

Apparently DEAD BATTERIES, aka the logo on Uzi’s sweater could be a possible band? Or reference to a band I don’t know? Like how they have my chemical robots (or something like that) as a ref to the band MCR (romance).

Sigh., N was that you.

Conlang? Fictional language? Glyphs? I’m assuming it’s VERY important (since liam lovessss foreshadowing, i will further elaborate). Hoping there will be ways to "simplify" it to english!

Yknow how in episode 2 Uzi takes braidens sentience or sumn like dat. Yea 💀

Alright I’ve hit the limit, gonna rb again with part 2!!!!! Soon. Maybe

#murder drones #Murder drones spoilers #Spoilers #md spoilers #spoilers md #murder drones spoilers #Md spoiler #Murder drones episode 5 spoilers #Ask to tag #Md ep 5 spoilers #Murder drones ep 5 spoilers

[that-one-raccoon]

Magic and Mystery Incorrect Quotes

Part 2: Electric Boogaloo

Draco, Ron & Blaise: *screaming*  Dazai: *runs into the room* What's wrong, Blaise?!  Ron: Wait, why are you asking Blaise that when Draco and I'm also here?  Dazai: Because Blaise wouldn't scream unless it's an emergency. You two scream whenever you have the chance. Ron: Blaise, what do you value about Dazai?  Blaise: They’re thoughtful. They pick flowers and bring them to me. Often they’re ones I’ve just planted, but...  Dazai: That’s how I know they’re fresh! Fred, watching Blaise and Dazai from afar: Two Bros, Chillin in a hot tub. Five feet apart because they think they’re not gay, BUT THEY REALLY ARE- Voldemort: I could kill you if I wanted.  Dazai: Yeah? So could any other human being. So could a dog. So could a dedicated duck. You aren't special.

Ron: The last time I went to an urgent care clinic, I checked off 'excessive crying' on the symptom list, and then the nurse got really confused and said that was meant for babies.

Blaise: Do you know the ABCs of first aid?  Dazai: A. Bone. Coming out of the skin is very bad.

Ron, at Dazai’s funeral: I need a moment with them.  Everyone else at the funeral: Of course. *leaves*  Ron, leaning over Dazai’s coffin: Okay, listen here you little shit. I know you’re not dead.  Dazai, sitting up in the coffin: Yeah, no shit.

Dazai: Murder literally doesn’t hurt anyone!  Ron: What are you talking about? Of course—  Blaise, holding out a hand to shut Ron up: No, no, they have a point—

Hermione: I just found out from Ron today that when Dazai died and the service did the 21-gun salute at their funeral, Pansy said, “They should aim at the coffin to be sure.”

Dazai: I'm feeling it! What am I feeling? Death, probably.

Dazai, the foreign student: Fred, say aluminum again. It's the entire source of my serotonin during these trying times.  Fred, the Brit TM: *sigh* Only for you, buddy. Alyoouminnieeum.

Draco: *sighs*  Pansy: You bored?  Draco: Yeah.  Pansy: Wanna start drama for no reason?  Draco: I thought you’d never ask.

Luna: :)  Dazai: >:(  Luna: Turn that frown upside down!  Dazai: ):< Luna: Not sure what I was expecting...

Pansy: Didn't you die?!  Dazai: That was weeks ago, dude. Things change.

Ron, upon first meeting him: Though I admit I don’t know much about you, I am feeling pretty confident in my assessment that you are probably some sort of sick deadly fuck.  Dazai: Who told you my secret?

Dazai: Hey, random question, what are your favorite flowers?  Blaise: Peonies, why?  Dazai:  Blaise: Were you going to get me flowers?  Dazai:  Blaise:  Dazai: ᶦᵗ’ˢ ᵃ ᵖᵒˢˢᶦᵇᶦˡᶦᵗʸ

Dazai, showing up to Hogwarts: Guys, [Mori,] How do I play?  *Dazai has drawn first blood!*  *Dazai is on a killing spree!*  *Dazai is on a rampage!*  *Dazai is unstoppable!*  *Dazai is dominating!*  *Dazai is godlike!*  Dazai: Don’t worry guys [Mori], I figured it out.

#magic and mystery #incorrect quotes #magic and mystery incorrect quotes #hell's hounds #fanfic au

[celestial-specter]

So I finally got around to watching the first three episodes of the final season, and I’ve got to say, I’m very intrigued by the addition of the three clone cadets! Most of my interest comes from their names- and since I haven’t seen anyone else discuss them yet, I thought I’d throw my own thoughts out there.

As we have seen in many star wars projects over the years, character names seem to be overwhelming literal, either revealing elements of their background, or foreshadowing their future (think how in Rebels, Kanan means ‘little wolf’, while his true name, Caleb, means ‘dog’, foreshadowing his link to the Loth wolves.)

Of course, we know that the clones either name themselves or have the name bestowed on them by their brothers (think of Echo getting his name). The trio of clones that we meet in Paths Unknown are named Deke, Stak, and Mox. There hasn’t been much information released regarding at what age clones typically receive their names, however in the Clone Wars episode Clone Cadets, we see Cutup take his name from a trainer who criticizes him for his attitude. As that episode focuses on Domino squad’s final training simulation before graduation, and that they all appear to be fully grown adult clones, it can be assumed that they are all around ten years old, the same age of most clones sent to war. Given that we see Cutup choose his name during this episode, and that Echo is struggling with his nickname and remembering Fives’ name, it suggests that Domino squad had only recently begun thinking about what name they would choose for themselves.

While we haven’t been given a definitive age for Deke, Stak and Mox they are all still clearly children. I wouldn’t be surprised if they didn’t even have names by the time they were taken off Kamino, and had to create names for each other while trying to survive on the planet they were stranded on.

To begin with Mox, his is the name I could find the least amount of reference for. There seems to be three possible interpretations:

Mox is a type of fuel designed for use in nuclear reactors.

Mox is a shortened version of moxie, meaning ‘energy, courage, and determination.’

Mox is the Latin word for ‘soon.’

I’m not overly drawn to the first idea, but I can understand the second - as Mox is clearly the eldest and protective over his younger brothers, I can see him taking a name which shows that side of his personality. I also see Mox as a direct parallel of Hunter; both are the eldest brothers of their respective groups, and are both incredibly wary of outsiders due to their need to keep their brothers safe.

However, I much prefer the third choice. The idea that Mox’s name means ‘soon’ can have both good and bad implications. For starters, Mox is clearly the most emotionally conflicted throughout the episode, unsure of his place on the mission, and of his place once they leave the planet. Hunter assures him that he has time to consider being something other than a soldier, and Mox offers his hand to Hunter. This action could be foreshadowing that soon, Hunter himself will be able to retire from this lifestyle, by finding Omega and Crosshair. Alternatively, Mox’s name meaning soon could be a very bad omen for the batch, as it could foreshadow the clone cadets being used as leverage against them (I’m thinking this could come into play when the empire attacks Pabu if the cadets are there).

Moving on, the word Deke was originally coined by Hemingway as a shortened form of the word decoy. We do not see him act as a decoy in any way during this episode, so I believe it is solely to foreshadow future events. Considering the many parallels drawn between Deke and Tech during this episode (e.g. Stak dubbing Deke ‘the smart one’ and Deke almost falling to his death in the base) his name meaning decoy only makes me more convinced that Tech is still around in some capacity (even if that capacity is just his body being used for cloning experiments).

Finally, Stak is most commonly considered to be an old version of the word stick, which makes sense when you consider the basic stick-based weapons that the cadets carry, and Wrecker’s first words to Stak and Deke when he meets them: ‘Blaster beats stick, kid!’ Knowing that the Star Wars writers love foreshadowing, this comment has me thinking things might not end so well for Stak. Interestingly, another link I found while researching this is that Stak is a common phrase in the Rogue Trooper series, in which a war is fought between facist Norts and democratic Southers (you can already see the obvious parallels to Star Wars here). In the series, in an attempt to win the war, the Southers create genetically engineered soldiers, but only one, known as Rogue, survives. Even more links involve one of the main stories of this series being titled ‘The Marauders’, and each one of the genetically engineered soldiers having a bio-chip in their body. While not a direct link, these coincidences do make me think there is a direct link between the two medias, it is possible that there is a fan of the Rogue Trooper series within the team behind The Bad Batch.

Either way, I’m very happy to finally be getting some explanation into what happened to the young clones who never saw the battlefield during the clone wars - though I am a little concerned that their worth being tied to their unexplored identity as soldiers could lead to them taking risks in further episodes in the hopes of proving themselves.

#star wars tbb #star wars analysis #star wars spoilers #star wars the bad batch #star wars #sw tbb #sw:tbb #sw #the bad batch season 3 #the bad batch theories #the bad batch spoilers #the bad batch #tbb mox #tbb deke #tbb stak

[quibbs126]

Well alright, someone said yes, so I’ll post the designs

Warning, these are kind of old and not very good art. Or maybe I’m just being self critical, some of it I think still looks neat

Let’s start with the ones that I made look cool and drew both the Stand Human and Human Stand

Unfortunately I could never figure out a Stand design for Okuyasu, so he only has his half done

Why does the lettering actually look kind of cool…like it doesn’t look half assed at all like it normally does. Maybe because I was intentionally trying to make it look cool

I made Joseph a scarf because I remember his scarf being a notable part of his design. Also Hermit Purple was vines, so equal treatment

Giorno looks like that because I recall at the time some people saying how Golden Experience looked like young Haruno but GER looked more like current day Giorno, so I kind of took that idea and made him look like Haruno, though maybe I took things too literal. Also that’s why Oro looks like GER. Also Oro is supposed to have a somewhat unsettling stare, since people say GER looks kind of creepy

Also another thing I want to mention about Polnareff, specifically his name, so that’s not an 80s song, that’s from 2014, it’s the name of a song from a French artist I liked. So realistically it probably wouldn’t be used but I thought it sounded cool. And hey, the song itself samples a Michael Jackson song, so eh?

Anyways, so something I should mention about this style, so at the time I was obsessed with this other artist’s, @droolingdemon style, and I tried desperately to recreate it. I think by this point I just tried to integrate it with my current style, but that’s why the art style looks the way it does. I might make another post about the subject on its own though

Anyways, onto the Chibi style Stand humanizations

I’ll just list some things I remember from their characters

So I did eventually consider turning Purple Haze into a dog, I think specifically a greyhound, but I didn’t know how to draw dogs, so that never happened

Stone Free never takes off those sunglasses and never lets anyone see what she looks like under them. As it turns out, she’s actually blind, and this would be revealed around the snail part in the story (assuming there are still snails), as she’s unaffected, and I believe she’s told to drive a car because of it, but she can’t, and when asked why, she says it’s because she’s blind (and that this was probably a bad time to relay that info)

The three in the last pic are all different characters who end up sharing the same Stand as it gets passed around between them. Whitesnake is part of the prison staff, C-Moon is just an unfortunate young lady who just happens to get stuck with the Stand after something happens to Whitesnake, and Made in Heaven is I think a horse rider who gets the Stand from C-Moon, probably forcibly taking it from her (and she likely dies) as he knows what it is. Also, Whitesnake and Made in Heaven were dating

Oh yeah, also the first Standswap art I did, which was also Chibi style, I just singled it out because of that

Featuring Star Platinum and The World. Not sure I ever found a definitive design for The World, but maybe I did in my sketchbook

Anyways, so then we have some random headshot ones I did

Let’s see, in the first one we have GER looking ominous, Purple Haze, the blushing one is Tusk Act 1, and buns is Ball Breaker. Then for the second one we have Whitesnake, Under World, Killer Queen and Scary Monsters

I believe one thing I did for the Part 7 swap storyline was to have Tusk have a journey of slowly transitioning from a woman as Act 1 to a man as Act 4. I know I’ve drawn Act 4 Tusk but I think it was in my sketchbook, so I cannot show it. Also I believe Ball Breaker was trans too, just male to female, and where Tusk got the idea that you can just be your preferred gender if you want. Also note that at the time, I did not actually really understand how transitioning worked. Though to be honest, I think the main thing was that I didn’t know hormones existed, or that transitioning could be more than just making yourself look like your preferred gender

Anyways, on to Scary Monsters. I believe he rode horseback without a saddle. Also, he started out with one Stand (Dr Ferdinand) but then got another (Diego)

Then with Killer Queen, I believe he was a mute cop. But also secretly a serial killer. Also he might have had a cat like face

And yeah, I think that’s about it, hope you liked it

#I do still like some of these designs #also I still stand by that the Jotaro Standswap one looks great #do I tag all the characters? #eh why not? #but I’ll be tagging the users not the Stands #jojo’s bizzare adventure #jjba #standswap #joseph joestar #giorno giovanna #jotaro kujo #jean pierre polnareff #okuyasu nijimura #diavolo jojo #pannacotta fugo #trish una #leone abbacchio #bruno bucciarati #rohan kishibe #ermes costello #jolyne cujoh #muhammad avdol #enrico pucci #dio brando #johnny joestar #gyro zeppeli #donatello versus #yoshikage kira #diego brando #my art

[the-otherspace]

Draconity and the Astral Plane

Nonhumanity, for me, has always been an experience comparable to escapism. It’s not a coping mechanism or a chosen experience, but it feels like the “other” in otherkin refers to another world. My dragonself exists in the astral plane, typically tied to headspace. I'm one of three headmates, all nonhuman and all existing in a space that's literally… space. I'm a space dragon.

I've always felt that I was some form of not-human, going through sporadic childhood phases of animal roleplay. I would cycle through various types of animals - a lion from the Lion King, a gorilla from Tarzan, sometimes alligators (which was really fun to roleplay in a pool.) I’d stalk the tall grass of my yard like a tiger, climb the stairs on all fours like a dog, tear into pork chops with no hands. Animality was a staple of my childhood imagination. Eventually this turned into dragon roleplay.

Dragons are incredibly flexible as a species, so I could stalk the grasses and tear up meat and growl and swim and attribute it all to draconity. I found myself looking up pictures of dragons online, loving the designs that had fur or feathers. I loved dragons that weren't the typical scaly, fire-breathing ones because they felt more like me. I imagined myself as those dragons, feeling the fur and scales and feathers on my own body. I didn’t realize at the time that I was seeing my own dragon body parts on another dragon and relating to it.

I don't remember when I learned about otherkinity, but hearing about it unleashed a wave of relief and validation and clarity. I wasn't alone in those moments when I would imagine myself with ears that could pivot toward the source of a sound or a tail that would swish back and forth behind me while I walked. Other people out there experience this same thing and there’s a name for it, which helped me to better understand myself.

When I discovered a bit more recently that I'm a system, I started working toward developing headspace. I needed a fully-formed plane of existence where I could go when not fronting. In a meditation session one day, I found myself taking the form of a dragon when I finally accessed headspace for the first time. I could never imagine flying around in “meatspace” (due to my fear of heights), but it felt so natural in headspace because it's all just actual space. Instead of the typical individual homes or rooms for us headmates (which is a common way to form headspace), we have planets. Instead of grassy hills or dense forests, there are galaxies and stardust. While a lot of dragons are exploring lakes and mountains and jungles, my natural habitat is among the stars.

When I am in my most dissociative state, I am also most like my dragonself. I escape to the astral realm to be in the quiet of the void for a while. I fly through star systems and visit the planets of my headmates. I explore my own planet, a home representative of me. Nothing here can hurt me or do me any wrong because it’s the closest to home I’ve ever felt. Sometimes I fall asleep while away in headspace and when I wake up, I feel the tingling remnants of my astral wings on my back and when I stretch, the wings stretch with me.

I don’t have a very conventional dragon experience. I don’t breathe fire, collect gold, eat meat, protect myself against knights, or see myself as a species that lives any place that would exist on Earth. My fur is white like starlight but sometimes also ghostly, like a galactic apparition (and I’ve drawn my dragonself in both these forms.) I have paws and claws, with a flowing mane of hair and a long non-prehensile tail. I look like the plainest OC ever created. But my story is still important because it’s a small part of a very large community with all sorts of different experiences. My story matters because it’s a part of something much bigger than myself.

#other.txt #otherkin #dragonkin #alterhuman #dragon #otherkin essays #plurality #headspace

[vargaslovinghours]

Lucky number seven 🎲✨ (1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6)

Oh yeah btw there is a considerable amount of Edgar/Scriabin this time around so like - look out for that I guess lol

[MAY9] Thinking about healing plane Edgar had me very excited, big anticipation and looking forward to seeing him hehe ♪

[MAY16] I didn’t plan for it, but Incoming was basically the prototype of trying out minicomics with sketchier panels - it was a good start! You can also see more of the panel differences in the stream itself, Nny’s hair probably being the biggest one haha

[MAY16] Speaking of - since Scriabin’s expression was central to this panel, it’s interesting to me to see the original draft vs. the final version

[MAY18] I ended up with this mini in multiple stages of completion because I was struggling with it which made for some interesting progression-style gifs!

[MAY18]  I think this one was definitely the most extreme out of all the panels, just pop! There they are

[JUN8] Shy Lady!Edgar ♥ Too hot out to wear much, but too embarrassed to show off ✨

[JUN8] Lady!Scriabin getting into mischief she shouldn’t and bothering Edgar, the usual. I love writing out keysmashes, there’s something very funny about it to me

[JUN13] Mwah mwah mwah, so many hearts and happies 💕

[JUN14] And Also With You hands ♥ I made myself a little cheat sheet of the order the shackles attached themselves, I wanted to make an injury index as well but couldn’t swing it, maybe next time

[JUN14] A set of Vargas-style eye expressions! Specifically Edgar, or at least his body

[JUN14] A couple of pleading and contrite Edgars; got the image specifically as a spacefiller, it all worked out exactly as planned haha

[JUN29] I wasn’t kidding, I was very 👀✨💕 about his shirt riding up lol

[JUL2] Possibly the best bonewings I’ve drawn so far, I almost wish they were more of the focus haha. Well they are here! Central and important ✨

[JUL17] I still so love how goofy Demon!Scriabin is, casual and light! Doodling him spinning his tail was fun ♪

[JUL2] They still fight like cats and dogs, natural enemies and counterparts. The chains are just an additional directional tool, it’s all in the utilization

[JUL9] The aforementioned sketchy scratchy minicomic project, finally in full swing! The first one had them quietly interested and in agreement ♪

[JUL9] Well, at first anyway haha

[JUL9] They just can’t help themselves ♥

[JUL9] He’s baby your honour

[JUL17] No one likes a peeping tom, Scriabin!

[JUL17] Come run away with me to a convent with only a bunch of other women come onnnnn, we can totally pretend to just be devout about it ♥

[JUL17] What was I watching, I think it was an r/sapphoandherfriend video and there was a statue of two topless ladies kissing in the background of a failed proposal of a gentleman to the lady who owned said statue lol; an extremely cute pose on top of the environmental storytelling haha

[JUL17] More kisses, sleepy, fuzzy, out-of-it kisses

[JUL18] This was meant to be the original shape of Scriabin’s sheer shawl(?) in the digital Drider doodles but I unfortunately combined the layers before I meant to :’) At least I got to draw it here! Spiderweb design 🕸

[JUL18] @lunavos​ made mention of Scriabin holding onto Edgar with all his spare legs and mentally I was like “Funny you should say that-” haha, I’d only drawn as much maybe a day or so beforehand!

[JUL18] Just rests his entire body weight onto his oh so helpless human victim ♪

[JUL19] Continuing the trend of starting and then just not finishing pose ideas lol, I ended up losing steam because I think I had dialogue in mind? But I didn’t write anything down so I don’t actually remember :’D Floating Scriabin is always fun tho ♪

[JUL25] Not art, but I jumped back into Tomodachi Life for like, five seconds to quickly make an Edgar Mii because it is my mission to make the Vargases in as many character-customizable/life sims as possible. Unfortunately I literally only had one apartment left open so no Scriabin this time around :( Let’s just say this is while he’s still hanging out in Edgar’s head; I have given him at least one speech line to indicate that Edgar’s talking to him in there lol

[JUL29] It doesn’t count as long as you declare it first! I’m quite pleased with Scriabin’s expression in the second panel, cute ♥

[JUL28] Felt very inspired by WASU_ART’s extremely cute paper dolls and made a base ♪ Does it defeat the purpose of a live-action animation tool if I make a vector with a static pose? Hmmm

[JUL30] What you mean you don’t just casually draw softcore at the library using their scrap paper and pens? I made sure I was away from any potentially bothered eyes lol dw

[JUL30] A healing plane Scriabin for a warmup, what a floof <3

[AUG1] Another panel from the scratch project, I’m so amused with how his face turned out lol

[AUG1] Kiss-dip Edgar, it’s a good way to trick him into hugging him/holding onto him for dear life

[AUG1] And, done! What do I win? Even for just a sketch, I’m quite pleased with the depth on his shaded arm haha

[AUG1] I unfortunately had to scrap this one because I wrote down a specific injury and then forgot it when I went to draw, so it’s more like an offshoot of Restful Dreams - the expressions still turned out nice tho so here they are ✨

[AUG1] Scriabin yelling at a very aggressive scribble, I mean Shmee. Poor Todd, trying to play peacekeeper between them ♥

[AUG1] He just completely deflates in water, amazing ✨ It’s always fun to draw soaked-over-the-head stuff, it’s so silly haha

[AUG5] A handsome Edgar in a nice jacket and turtleneck combo - even tho he was drawn in Summer, just gotta give that Autumnal vibe

[AUG5] How many doubles would Edgar realistically need or have? Time to go thrifting for the less obvious necessities!

[AUG5] A brushed and put-together Scriabin taunting Edgar into fluster? He’s just too handsome, right?

[AUG5] A digital Scriabin that I had a lot of fun with the composition of - the string comes from offscreen and cuts him off like a panel but it’s not a panel! Magic ✨

[AUG6] Scriabin has Edgar’s attention taken away from him for two seconds and he gets So Mad about it haha

[AUG6] Cornered and kissed, what a terrible fate 💕

[AUG6] Ladies do be shopping tho. They’re so tall! They must get asked to pull stuff off the top shelves all the time

[AUG6] If ever chocolate was an essential item, it would be now

[AUG7] Don’t pick on Edgar, she doesn’t always think through her statements! Just because that makes it easy to twist her words!

[AUG7] Hugs ♥ Hugs for Edgar ♥ Time for Scriabin cuddles ♥ No hope of escape ♥

[AUG7] Exit, pursued by Scriabin. You can’t hide from him, Edgar!

[AUG7] Now poke me back

[AUG7] Maybe if you stopped being mean to each other you wouldn’t keep being mad at each other? No? Okay cool

[AUG9] An Eros and Apollo-style Scriabin, specifically based on the frame around 0:53 - super fluffy! And oddly sludgy (And definitely not at all inspired by the post that introduced me to this song in the first place, Scriabin could never be described as egoistic! Lol)

[AUG12] A mini I don’t plan to finish, but it’s still cute

[AUG12] Come on, Edgar, you know he’s playing you

[AUG12] So excited ♪

[AUG12] Y’know Edgar, I think that might have been a trick actually

[AUG12] Seeing something he shouldn’t be seeing! You know the verse about plucking out one’s eye if it causes you to sin? Does that mean his main, already blank eyes or...?

[AUG13] I cut the punchline ‘cause it gives away the entire joke, but I do love Edgar’s sleepy indignance and Scriabin’s *scandalized gasp* lol

[AUG13] Out using a library computer perhaps, got a lot of studying to do

[AUG13] “I was way faster when I was a computer!”

[AUG13] Scriabin and Jake discussing stuff that Edgar’s too uncomfortable with ♪ There’s so much to learn!

[AUG15] I really like the composition of this one hehe

[AUG15] I ended up scrapping this pose but her face really did turn out very cute ♥

[AUG15] Lady snuggles ♥ Scriabin’s close to listening to her heart 💕

[AUG20] Was struck with the image of them holding each other’s chibi counterparts -  they’re both so round and tiny!

[AUG21] What ended up being a single panel continuation of Outgoing, he’s gotta be in there somewhere!

[AUG22] Ladyverse Biblical Vargases 💕✨ What no I don’t already have a song picked out specifically for them you can’t prove anything

[AUG22] Casually sloppy Lady!Scriabin ✨ An open pose is very cute

[AUG25] Uncomfortable Edgar, inching away so as not to alert the invitation-extender :)

[SEP17] Somebody asking him about his scars just one too many times, can’t believe this was inspired by Spamton of all things lol

[SEP17] If he can smell “sad” you better believe he can smell other things too ♪ I’ve written down Edgar saying “That’s not a smell” more than once, why do I find it so funny lol

[SEP20] Guess what someone was doing right outside our window :)

[SEP20] Confrontation?? No way! But Scriabin knew that haha ♪

So that’s the end of May through September! A few different kinds of styles, digital stuff, longer projects - branching out :0 It’s fun to see :D

#💟 #Doodles #Art #Sketchdump #Edgar #Scriabin #Nny #Todd #Shmee #Jake #Blood #Questionably SFW #I'mma just throw that one out there as a blanket tag #Be warned: kissing and some equal opportunity toplessness once again #I mean it's not /all/ that - just a higher volume than usual lol #Also tried something a bit different with putting the date at the beginning #They're all approximations since I only label the date at the start of a page and it can take me upwards of a month to finish the same page #And then sometimes I start multiple pages on the same day! Lol #But I did cross-reference them with my habit tracker so they're at least mostly accurate #Man everyone's here it's gonna make me emotional if I think about it too long ♥ Except Devi poor Devi :0 #Tumblr: The image limit is 30 | Me: So you said 70 right #Give or take a few here and there I did double up a couple of these lol #Good thing too 'cause this was a hassle and a half to compile without breaking - probably went to edit a good 300 times pfft #This one's even longer than the Snake Charmer one and that one was massive! I guess not posting at all has that effect lol #It was fun to make some of the weirder style ones haha ♪ Like the Eros and Apollo one that was fun :D #Now that I think of it since it's a vector I could size it up to wallpaper size if anyone's interested :0 #Have a goopy neon rainbow Scriabin as your desktop today! Lol #But speaking of not posting - the hiatus did what it was intended to and my recharging is in full swing uwu #So until I reread I'll probably be posting pretty sparsely outside of special events :) #Hopefully it doesn't result in another behemoth of a post like this next time tho lol ♪

[vacantgodling]

I have a burning question for you. One we all need answers to (only if you want to feel free to let this ask rot in your askbox for eternity you have my permission.)

is donut wip alive

KAT!!! i’m happy to see ya :’)

technically speaking donut wip & the entirety of the liminal space series as a whole are still alive! (i’m not a huge fan of killing off my wips i usually just shelve them indefinitely until i circle back to the idea) — couple of reasons it’s shelved rn tho

1. paramour brainrot >>>>>>>> like seriously this wip has made me insane idk what magical combination of tropes and ideas i managed to spark like 2 years ago but i have never been this abnormal about a wip ever i think lol. so a lot of my wips have been sidelined in favor of my Child.

2. i got Super Stuck. not just regular stuck where you get writers block for a bit then move on no, i mean Super Stuck as in i was stuck on donut wip chapter 15 i think for like a year and a half before i finally said “i cannot force myself to write more in this draft i have to take a break” so i stepped back from it and the series in general to figure out what was going on with me and my brain. and i think really what it came down to is at that time it wasn’t fun for me to write? it felt very much like a chore—despite all of its horror it seemed “safer” to write. it was the thing people were expecting out of me and i felt like i was writing more to fulfill expectations than to actually write this story because i enjoy it. AND I DO ENJOY IT!! that’s the crazy thing. i really like this story and the nuance i allowed to grow into it when it literally started as me being “fuck it write a horror novel just to finish something and don’t care about the characters” but i care about them so much now etc etc.

but because i don’t do well when i feel forced it just sucked the joy out of it for me. paramour in comparison, has never felt forced. it’s always exciting and stimulating to my brain because it is a wip that is so very Me all over it. and i wanted donut wip to have that same feel but i gotta give it more time. maybe i’ll try doing the outline to writing method that i’ve been doing and working for paramour so i can avoid getting stuck again.

however, i did actually rewrite donut wip’s chapter 1 proper back in may of this year—i wanted to see if i could come back to it and make myself write it Forreal and i could! i did! and i’m really happy with it! which is exciting! and as a treat you (and anyone else who reads this full nonsense ramble or remembers donut wip from eons ago) can read that revamped first chapter—first official piece of donut wip writing i’ve ever really posted. just cuz like tbh it means a lot to me that you care about that story weh ;3; and remember—

so without any more waffling: here is chapter one, uncensored from spoilers so u get drawn into the mystery 👀

Chapter One

I groaned when my guitar string snapped again for the third time today, the discordant twang echoing in my large dorm, up to the rafters. I heard Andres laugh from Tiffany’s bed.

“Oh yeah, making faces at it will help.”

“Fuck off.” I stuck my tongue out at him. “Toss me…” I waggled my pointer finger towards a stack of boxes between Tiffany’s bed and my desk. Opened and dangerously leaning was a box of replacement guitar strings, near empty and I’d only bought them a few months ago. “… Those.” Andres didn’t move though. I groaned again.

“Andre!” I snapped my finger and my voice at him. “Strings!”

“I’m not a dog. Besides, you’ve been at this for three hours. When are you finally gonna give up for the day and spend some time with your bestie?” He put emphasis on the word, but the trill of his voice was playful. “Hmm. I have been buggin‘ on this part a bit.” I pretended to think, tapping my thumb against my cheek. He seemed hopeful. I caved and laughed aloud. “Later!” I giggled at his groan. “I wanna make sure this melody’s flowin’ right before I break. Then we can play Spyro or whatever else ya wanna do.” Seeing as he couldn’t be bothered to give me my strings, I got up myself and toed my way through the mess that was steadily building up on the floor between the beds. I snatched up the box before Andres could knock it over with his outstretched foot.

“Oh, you watch it mister.”

“Sooooory.” He dragged out, but his grin told me he wasn’t sorry. I flipped him off, then flopped back down on my bed, quickly setting to work on restringing. More of them had begun snapping lately as I composed, but I chalked it up to stress. Finals wore me down this semester, more than they had in our first year, but it was bittersweet that they were over now. This year went by so fast, it’s like I blinked and it was December again. Beside me on the bed my bright yellow phone buzzed.

“Who’s that?” Andres asked. I flipped it open to look at the message.

from: vivi

Are you sure you want to stay for winter break?

from: vivi

Dad wanted me to ask again.

I tossed my phone back on the bed.

“Just my sister!” I said cheerfully. “Doing dad’s errands again. I told him I didn’t want to deal with him and Miss Borsche.” I wrinkled my nose. “He’s been buggin’ her to get me to come with them since I told him no.”

“Come with them… where?”

“Oh usually dad goes on some sorta cruise or vacation for the holidays. But, he never invites Vi. So I never go.”

“Why doesn’t he invite her?” The question was posed nonchalantly, and I looked over at Andres, who was looking down at his smartphone.

I’d venture to say that we’d become near best friends now after the past year and a half of knowing each other, yet there was still a lot we didn’t know about each other. I knew he had siblings, but not their names, and he knew about Juvia, but not anything more than that. I knew his family wasn’t rich but they worked extra to push him through school. He knew that mine was, but I had loans out the ass. We played guessing games every now and again—to get to know each other. But whenever there was some real-life line we went to cross in our blossoming friendship, he was always open and I always hesitated. It’s just how it were.

“She…” I tilted my head back and forth a bit. “It’s a bit complicated, I reckon.”

“Then take your time telling me. I’m not rushing you.” Our eyes caught, and he gave me a tiny smile that I couldn’t not return back. But things fell quiet after that, and I turned back to my strings.

Winter break was here, and the freedom that came with it curled around our slowly emptying building like the fresh blanket of snow that dusted our sleepy little college town. On the telly earlier, there were talks about a blizzard rolling in sometime between today and tomorrow. The snow for now was peaceful, and inviting. It crowned even my windowsill when I woke up this morning, and even if I wasn’t with Juvia in person, the holiday buzz still felt strong in the air.

A rap on the door drew me out of my thoughts.

”It’s open!” I called. The handle clicked then pushed open a crack, just enough for someone to poke their head in.

“Kelley.” Andres acknowledged the second I breathed out “Joaquin!” Our R.A regarded us with a lazy smile, and my eyes traced the curve of his handsome mouth. A flush of heat shivered through my body, and I darted my eyes away when they met mine.

“How are you two holding up here? Your folks coming soon?”

“Negativo.” Andres leaned back on Tiffany’s pillow, stretching one leg out into the air. I heard something pop and I made a face. “They’re back home and I don’t have enough money for a plane ticket there. So I’m staying.” Joaquin nodded easily, then he turned to me again. “Julissa?”

“Just Juls is okay!” I said quickly. I coughed. “Um, no, I’m also staying. If that’s alright?”

“No rules against it.” Joaquin flashed me a smile. “I was checking to see who’s still going to be here so I can send a final count to the director.”

“Is it just gonna be us?” Andres asked.

“No, there’s,” Joaquin paused to pop open the door a little further, and leaned against the wall. He counted on his fingers. “The three of us. Then, Daisy Kennedy, on the third floor. René Edwards, down the hall and….” He looked up at the ceiling, trying to remember. “Ah, Saul…Carson, I believe. Top floor.”

“Didn’t know you had someone named Saul on your floor.” I said, looking over to Andres. He snorted. “Me either. Aside from my roommates, I only really talk to you Juls.”

“You’re such a loner.” I teased, as though I was any better. Andres chucked Tiffany’s pillow at me.

“Hey!”

“Actually Kelley?” Andres started. I threw the pillow back and nailed him in the torso, making him choke on his next words. Joaquin’s quiet huff of a laugh distracted me for two seconds—enough for me to let my guard down. Andres jumped from Tiffany’s bed to mine and grabbed me in a headlock.

“Andre!” I shrieked, but he was merciless. His freehand dug into my side and began to tickle at my sides. It wasn’t long before I was howling with laughter, trying to desperately shove him off me. Amused, Joaquin waited patiently with his arms folded loosely over his chest.

Andres finally relented and let me go and I kicked his shin for good measure. “God, I can’t breathe.” I wheezed. Andres laughed jovially, then turned back to Joaquin. “I was going to ask if we had to stay in our dorms while we were here?”

“Well,” He looked between Andres and I, raising an eyebrow. “I don’t think you need my permission, you’re both adults.” I felt heat swarm my dark cheeks and next to me Andres sputtered. “It’s nothing like that!” He snapped. “I just mean, I got a leak in my room and Juls offered to let me crash here. I just don’t know if the break protocol is different than during the school year.”

“A leak?” Joaquin frowned, reaching for his phone. It was similar to Andres’s, clear and sleek. He tapped a few buttons. “From the roof?”

“Yeah. I woke up this morning to snow dripping down my face.” Andres shrugged. “I don’t know how long the leak has been there, it’s been pretty dry this year. But I don’t want to deal with it, it’s literally right above my bed.”

“Like I said, you don’t really need my permission to stay wherever you’d like. But thanks for telling me, I just scheduled a maintenance request.” Joaquin tucked his phone back into his tight jeans. “Should be a few days but it should be fixed.”

“If it wasn’t snowing, I’d get up there and do it myself.” I hit Andres with my hand lightly. “That’s dangerous.”

“Wouldn’t want you falling off.” Joaquin hummed. “Now that I would be held responsible for.”

“Are you staying too, Joaquin?” I asked. Andres elbowed me. “He just said that. Earth to Juls, get your mind out of the gutter.”

“It wasn’t there in the— Oh, I hate you!” Andres and I began squabbling again and from the door Joaquin laughed. “I’ll leave you all to it!”

“Thanks for coming by!” I called after him as he moved from the doorway. Before I turned fully back to Andres, from the corner of my eye, I saw… something follow after Joaquin. I couldn’t get a good enough look at it, but what I did see looked like a cream colored tail.

#s: donut wip #ren writing #spoilers ig #thank u for asking again sorry this is a RAMBLE but i hope if u read the chapter it’s worth it

[king-paimon]

Please Go Watch “Puss In Boots: The Last Wish”!

Please forgive this adrenaline fueled post; I need to let it all out after what I just witnessed.

I just came back from watching “Puss In Boots: The Last Wish” with my brother in the theater. The reviewers weren’t wrong; this movie was freaking amazing! 

I was already drawn to it because of the animation, but seriously... everything about this movie was pure gold. The characters, the story, the twists... I loved everything! I could gush about how beautiful this movie is forever and how clever they were when playing around with the framerate for the action bits, because seriously; they did an incredible job. Puss’s new design is adorable and I just love how everyone was designed:

But what really got me, besides the animation and story, were the characters. I loved them! The movie team did an amazing job making me care about them, especially the new characters that I thought I was going to hate, especially the dog. I love him and want to protect him, the poor thing!

They were all great and I loved the found family trope they established. The emotional bonds they share feels so real and good, so when the emotional scenes happen, they are impactful!

And the villains/antagonists... my goodness... They were also amazing and were actually intimidating! I was scared and thrilled whenever they appeared. They were some of the best villains/antagonists characters I’ve seen in any movie for the longest time! Heck, they are far better than most villain characters I’ve seen from other popular properties. 

Especially the Wolf, I freaking loved him! Everything about this character was great, from his design, voice, and overall presence. And I’m not afraid to admit that I think he’s horrifying and attractive:

In relations to the villains, this movie has some really intense scenes, and without spoiling too much... this movie got away with so many things that I haven’t seen even in many action packed movies meant for older audiences, from action to even language. I’m not joking; the stuff they got away with in this movie was jaw dropping in the best way. Me and my brother literally had our jaws drop during some of these scenes. Some scenes were DEFINITELY not for little kids.

This is honestly one of the best animated movies I’ve seen in a long time. No, one of the best MOVIES I’ve seen in a long time. It is so high on my personal favorite movie list now, it’s right next to “Into the Spiderverse,” which one of my favorite movies. Hell, I’m even willing to say I loved this movie even more!

If you love great animation, action, story telling, and characters, please watch this movie when you get the chance! Especially in the theater so you can get the full experience, because that is what this was for me; a true spectacle. I sincerely hope more people see this movie because it’s well deserved. Dreamworks really outdid themselves this past year; first “the Bad Guys,” which was also a fun time, and now this. I also hope this means that we’ll see more movies like this with innovative animation and stellar characterization and storytelling. (TAKE THAT DISNEY!)

This movie seriously exceeded my expectations and I fully intend on buying it soon as it becomes available. If you are at all interested, please give this movie a watch. You won’t regret it. 

I certainly didn’t. It was worth every penny.

#personal thoughts #puss in boots #puss in boots: the last wish #dreamworks #animation #absolutely beautiful #amazing characters #kitty softpaws #wolf #perrito #beautiful animation #amazing movie #long post #please watch it #puss in boots the last wish

[shakapuffin]

Alert episode 2 promo!

Alert 1x01 Review

So what did everyone think of the first episode?

Here’s my honest and unbias thoughts as a playwriting and screenwriting as well as a television studies student currently in college:

- i thought scott was great, as was dania! I also really loved ryan broussard and adeola role! i’m a bit confused on “C” and what his purpose is besides photoshopping a cat onto jason (I know it was supposed to be comedic but they were in the middle of a serious kidnapping)

- the pacing was just off to me for some reason, i was hoping for a more joyous and drawn out reunion with keith but i personally just thought it was too quick with no questions asked. i thought the beginning was fine (absolutely loved the opener with jason in afghanistan) but then it kinda flew for no reason, they could’ve drawn out finding keith at least through the next episode (dare i say they could’ve drawn it out even through most of the season but i get it now with the twist at the end)

- as i’m sure many of you are reading, yeah, believability is a bit off, especially when dealing with a serious police unit like that but i can get over that quick enough, i care more about story. sometimes dynamics in a team are just unconventional and that’s how it is but that might not go over well with other viewers.

- i think there needs to be a better balance of solving the case of the week and then dealing with their personal case/issues. just because it was kinda crazy how Jay and Nikki literally flew to Las Vegas in the middle of a case. like I get it, it’s your son but you also have a really important job too. It would’ve been better if just jason went and not Nikki, since she’s the head of the missing persons unit.

- i think they added too much at the end, either they shouldn’t have added the second kidnapping of chloe or the reunion with keith. having those intense emotional moments are what brings the audience in and keeps them engaged (especially if it’s acted well, which i thought scott, dania and even graham (keith) acted out beautifully, if only they were given more time)

- i liked the twist at the end with keith and i understand that they can’t just do a dna test, keith and sidney are adopted. but the dog always knows!!! i think this mystery and the character’s relationships with one another is what really drives the show and hopefully they can stick to that without ruining the week to week case.

- overall, i thought the pilot was a bit wonky, just story wise though (i thought it was acted beautifully, shot nice and directed well), hopefully they find a new perspective and a solid ground in the writers room just because i’m worried that the show may not be picked up after this year if they keep going like this with every episode.

again i just looked at it with a critical eye because my major in college is literally screenwriting lol! but i’m excited for tonight’s episode, i will definitely still keep watching.

i think a lot of people, at least from what i’ve read in reviews and tweets, had some problems with the pilot but they will be back tonight for the next episode. writing a pilot is very difficult (i’ve written a few myself and it’s really really hard), and most tv pilot and finales are not good at all! except for Lost (best tv pilot i’ve ever seen) and even H50 (that was very well written pilot) but usually the show picks up steam and engages the audience more!

let me know what you all think, again this is just my opinion. also i’m curious to see how it did with viewers and it’s rotten tomatoes! 💛

#scott caan #hawaii five 0 #danny williams #alert #film #fox tv #alert on fox #filmmaking #dania ramirez #bre blair #ryan broussard #Youtube

[i-did-not-mean-to]

A haunting confession (June - July)

Words: 1,5 k

Characters: Literally me

Warnings: random musings...about my being haunted incessantly by damn Maglor

I close the book like a door to a world of which I cannot – I will not – be a part of; my fingers tremble on the cover, plucked apart by nails too long and sharp, and press down on cheap paper rumpled by tearstains. 

“Where are you now?” I cannot help the whispered question slipping through my clenched teeth – jaw taut in pain – like mist cut apart by prison bars. 

Turning off the lights, I leave the room, leaving the cursed tome on the deserted sunchair that has never seen a single sunny day.

The first time he comes to me, I am in the shower – it must be the sound of running water that attracts him – and he’s barely more than a voice and a shadow wavering on my retina.

“I am here,” he susurrates into my ear as I flinch, “I’m always right here.”

He slips into my thoughts then, appearing in every clear sky, humming in every love song; a few days later, he intrudes upon my dreams.

“I was beautiful once,” he grins, charred hands clawed around nothing, “and so were they. Let me show you.”

I want to say ‘no’, but I nod; this is but a dream, what do I have to lose?

The landscape shifts into something entirely foreign but oddly familiar; my soul recognises this place even though my eyes cannot focus on anything long enough to commit it to memory.

“You’ve always liked a freckled boy, haven’t you?” he laughs, throwing back a head so elegant it makes me want to cradle it reverently; he is a blur of lines, a dash of colour, a strange and enchanting composition of a thousand renditions seen through the weeks and months.

I have known his face long before I’ve learned his name.

“Go away,” I beg, “I cannot…I…”

Those lifeless hands wave awkwardly, and he conjures up images of happiness and memories of blood without ever letting that radiant smile peter out on his luminous face.

They arrive in his wake; Maglor, the Pied Piper of nightmares, drags forth a gaggle of faces, bodies shifting from mangled to painfully perfect like those cheap toys I once had as a child, and souls so foreign and yet so relatable, it makes me cry in my sleep.

No doubt, his voice has once been able to move mountains and break stone for – seemingly without a conscious effort – he dismantles the walls of my sanity brick by brick.

“Did you learn nothing?” he teases as I drive to work, “All the mountain ranges and high walls did nothing to protect my kinsmen!”

“Leave,” I implore him again, skulking through an empty cellar, “you are not a lighthouse, you’re a siren, and I cannot shipwreck again.”

He laughs at that as if it had been a mere joke, but my hands are numb and the deluge of words I had no intention of ever putting down rises behind my tightly closed lids as if drawn to him like tides that are inexorably moved by the moon’s song. 

Ever since, he sits beside me when I drive, cackling at my derisory attempts to put that story from my mind, he hovers along the seams of my duvet as I sleep, whispering of brothers loved and lost, and he sings to me when I walk through the empty forest of the weight of filial duty as if I didn’t buckle under the same weight.

As I stir cake batter, he sits on the counter, talking of his parents’ hands – that could build up and tear down kingdoms and dynasties – and of the tenderness of his brother’s at a time when he still had both of them.

Dogging my every tender thought – infusing it with memories that are not my own – and putting a score to every tear I shed, he’s become a ghost I still try to disavow.

He giggles when – bent over my heaving shoulders – he reads along as I devour words written by strangers, as I inhale pain and exhale regret, but he never holds me for he cannot touch me…yet.

Sometimes, he relapses into silence, and I am almost – but only ever almost – worried about him.

“Have you missed those you’ve never met?” he then purrs from behind the drawn curtains when I finally believe myself free, “Make them come back!”

Urgency and a shadow of violence colour his words now – an unfathomable pressure upon my shivering soul – whenever he perches upon my stiff shoulders as I stare blankly at the empty screen.

“Bring them back,” he repeats, those disfigured fingers stirring the stale air within my mind and filling it with pictures and sounds that only vaguely resemble words, “write them for me.”

“I cannot,” I cry out helplessly, “this is your story; it’s never been mine to tamper with!”

“Please!”

It’s always Maglor, in the darkest hours of the night and the most desperate seconds in an otherwise busy day, it’s inescapably him, pouring sweet poison into my ear.

It must be him for I am weak and wandering; it cannot be anyone but him for his might is seduction – the slow melody lulling better knowledge to sleep – and, despite my desperate struggling, I succumb.

Weeks go by. I falter and stumble along the boundaries of my upbringing, and still, he is always there like a vulture or a guardian angel.

The weather has changed – the golden wheat languishes in the stifling heat of a merciless summer – and he sings of his brother riding recklessly through the forest.

“That was before,” he explains as the picture he conjures up melts into the heat of drawn blades, flickering in the blur of my own inferno.

He follows me into the shade with a docility I rightfully distrust, drawing recollections of ice wastes up around me like a blanket; at times, he likes to use his power over me to seduce and to soothe.

I hate it when he pretends to be my friend; he’s not and he never shall be.

Snippets of a blissful youth rise from the ground as he speaks in a low, trembling voice: mischief stirred up by seven pairs of hands, cousins swimming in the sea and emerging dipped in ephemeral diamonds, hunting parties, and dances in the light of the Trees.

“We were not always like this,” he smiles wistfully, tapping the book I carry around as a testament to my own weakness, “and you could love us if you’d let yourself.”

I succumb to the power of the bare live wires of his own boundless affection, incandescent and electrifying, as they are threaded through my veins carefully; as the days go by, I start believing him when he describes the radiance of his brothers’ smiles, the sharpness of their wits, or the ridiculous extent of their bravery. 

I cannot help myself. I hate that too.

The mire of quicksand I’ve fallen into is growing deeper, or I am shrinking, I am not sure anymore, but I cannot stop sinking.

“Don’t,” he hisses warningly as my eyes linger on the kitchen knives a little too long, “don’t even think about it.”

His ghostly hands hover around my body as if to caress me, but not even the heavy, fragrant air of this asphyxiating afternoon is stirred into motion by them.

“Leave me alone,” I groan, reaching through him to touch the wooden hilt of my favourite blade reverently.

“You love us,” he says almost accusingly, “and too many who’ve loved us have died; please don’t die!”

Echoes of his kin’s demise – immolated, trampled, cut down – overwhelm my mind in a wave of almost childish frustration and a roar of stone breaking asunder.

“Do you remember that book that made you cry so much? The one where the whole happy end was an invention?” 

“Atonement,” I nod, “yes.”

“We didn’t even get that,” he spits bitterly, “we just…vanished. They just vanished.”

I am not the one who has killed them though, I think, it is not fair that I should suffer for things that are none of my business. 

“You could…” He looks away as if ashamed; he’s beautiful again today and he smells like sea spray and verdant meadows.

“I could not,” I contradict, “I shall not.”

“You could try,” he thunders; a single second suffices to turn that serene vision of angelic pulchritude into a nightmare of dark hair tossed around by a storm I cannot feel and flashing eyes full of age-old resentment, and I retreat in horror.

He’s become the voice of my darkest desires and my deepest fears, the face of that emptiness gnawing on my soul, and I suspect his influence behind every anonymous missive I receive.

“Write them,” he pleads like a broken record, “write me!”

Maglor, so often depicted by the ocean, undoubtedly washes his hands in a sea of his own making; it is the tears of the ones he haunts so pitilessly that lap at his hallowed feet and his harp is strung with the torn and frayed fibres of the hearts and souls of those who were too weak to deny him.

@kanafinwe-makalaure there it is, the diary of my haunting by the most extraordinary creature ever having crossed my mind...

This was not really a fic; it's more like a long flux of consciousness that makes no sense whatsoever...but hey, I am insane, I've never concealed that fact...

#fanfiction #of sorts #the silmarillion #idnmt testifies #insanity #Maglor #Makalaurë #Kanafinwë #you damn asshole #Oh he likes this now #pffffff

[vilyanenyavilya]

Next fic poll results: Two fic had votes, here are more details for the curious! I might still finish/post one of the other shorter ones first. We’ll see how long Lost In Time takes me to write. It’s a complicated time travel fix-it.

Lost In Time. Loki/Tony. Rating: Mature. Est WC: 80k

Tags: Canon Divergence Endgame, slow burn, expect years, infidelity, but because time travel, time travel, the Norns are messing around for reasons, fix it of sorts, pining, grief, Tony bisexual awakening, past mind control, genderfluid Loki, mpreg, themes of fatherhood and parenthood, friends to lovers, lovers to friends, sad with a happy ending, bittersweet ending

An accident during The Time Heist sends Tony Stark tumbling through time and space.

Tony emerges on a different planet, over a century before where he should be, with no way home. He works to get back to his family the Avengers. While he’s at it, he’ll fix this new timeline too…but more and more time passes and he’s still stranded and he has to make a new life under a new name.

Loki was studying the magical arts on Alfheim with his mother’s sister, when a mortal shows up and turns everything upside down. He comes with ill tidings of the future and a determination to change it, and Loki can’t help himself but believe and help him. This mortal is a fascinating puzzle, and Loki itches to put it together. It has -nothing- to do with how drawn he is to the mortal himself.

Neither one knows just how or why their stories are entwined by the Norns.

-

“Who are you?”

The person jumped and suddenly metal flowed over his body and he was fully encased in a suit of red and gold armor. He turned around. “Name’s Tony.”

“That doesn’t explain who you are.” Loki studied the man. He seemed afraid of him, encasing himself in a literal suit of armor was a big clue.

“Just passing through. You can go back to whatever it was you were doing.”

“No one simply passes through here. It’s hidden from sight and magics. I’ll ask again, who are you?”

“Seriously no one you need to know about, Reindeer Games.”

“You look and speak like you know me, you’re afraid of me, yet I’ve never met you. Answer me.”

“It’s none of your business, green eyes. I’m not staying here long. I’m just waiting on Granny Weatherwax to come back, she’s helping me with something. So shoo.” He waved his metal encased hand.

Loki laughed openly. “You just shooed me? Me? And you seem to know me? You’re strange.” Loki liked puzzles. He was going to put this Tony one together.

His laugh startled Tony visibly, he jumped. “You laugh? In a good way?”

“I am the God of Mischief. I like to laugh.”

“What the hell happened to you then?”

“Whatever are you talking about?”

XXX

The Sorcerer Who Stole My Heart. Loki/Steve. Rating: Teen. Est WC: 20k

Tags: Canon Divergence Infinity War, falling in love, Steve bisexual awakening, missed opportunities, wedding dates, domestic fluff, use of magic, dating, moving in, adopting a bunch of dogs, happy ending

Companion/sequel to The Sorcerer Next Door. It would start during and continue past the first fic. Where’d the waffle maker come from? Who does Loki have his eye on? What happens at Wanda and Vision’s wedding? How does Loki date a human? How does a human date an alien who lives next door to Tony Stark? All would be revealed.

After the Battle of Wakanda they barely won in the end thanks to a trickster Norse God, Steve is a little rudderless. The war they’d been in for years is over and his focus went with it. Then Tony calls him and asks him to visit the lakehouse with some fan mail for a recovering-from-undoing-the-Snap Loki. Steve is grateful for something new to do and it takes several trips. He didn’t expect to see new sides to Loki and for it to open a door he had kept closed.

-

“Are you alright, Rogers?”

“Yeah. Call me Steve.”

“Okay Steven.”

“No one calls me Steven.”

“I rather like it for you.”

“Why?”

“Why?”

“Yes, Loki, why?”

“It rolls off the tongue much more poetically.”

-

#frostiron #frostshield #mcu fanfiction #tony stark #loki #steve rogers #writerslife #my fanfiction

[slickshoesareyoucrazy]

I Can’t Imagine It

PLEASE DON’T REBLOG THIS.

I’m on the asexual spectrum. Clearly, I’m not sex-repulsed or aromantic (my son actually called me HYPER-romantic right before Thanksgiving). I write love stories and am happily married and used to have a blog people in a kink community paid attention to. But I never had a sexual dream or fantasy that most people would consider a sexual dream or fantasy until I met J. Literally not one ever that involved ‘sex.’ Not penis-in-vagina, not oral, not even third base. Not once. Ever.

Know what I did think about and fantasize about and dream about all the time though? Being touched...held in someone’s arms and hands. Like full blown, elaborate, erotic fantasy about like...holding hands. About sleeping with someone’s arm over me; someone winding their fingers over my kneecap or around my ankle as I sat next to them with my legs tucked under me on the couch. Someone brushing a stray hair from my face and tucking it behind my ear, holding my cheek or my chin and gently guiding me to eye contact with them. I know that colors all the fiction I write. I know that’s why my romance reads differently than other romances do. It’s because even when I’m getting into eroticism and carnality it looks like...these touches. And I think it’s one of those intangible, underlying ‘reasons’ for the kinks I have. Why is my sex fantasy getting tied up? Because it’s someone’s hands touching me all over and then touching me more to where I can’t run away from it. Because I don’t want to run away from it. I want it. But a lifetime of touch and affection starvation even still drives me to instinctively run from being touched or shown affection. I want it. Badly. Crave it. Pine for it. Am greedy for it. But I still want to run because all of my social conditioning told me that touching MUST lead to sex...the kind of sex I never thought about, even in idle fantasy or sleeping unconscious.

I’ve always been drawn to images of hands showing care and affection; images of couples holding each other; hugs; holding hands. I remember when I first got on Tumblr there was a post or two bouncing around about the sexiest love scene in mainstream cinema or something and people I liked brought up that scene in Atonement with James McAvoy and Keira Knightley in the library (admittedly hot scene with hot people) or the one in Bull Durham with Kevin Costner and Susan Sarandon where he just fucking shoves the milk off the table and they go at it (one of my all time favorite films). And I know way back when Leo DiCaprio was actually young and dating at least almost age appropriate women and everyone age 12-99 was swooning over Jack in Titanic, my friends all talked about the naked drawing and hiding in the car, but to me the only sexy scene in the whole long-ass movie was this one:

And my answer to the ‘sexiest love scene’ question I guess isn’t really a love scene. The two characters don’t even touch each other’s skin with their own skin at all. And the movie’s not on anyone’s ‘best of’ lists, either, not even mine. But damn...is this scene sexy as fuck (to me, anyway):

My fantasies are still driven by the intimate touch of careful, curious, loving hands. They’re still about being held. They’re still not even usually about fucking or kink (even though they are sometimes now with J). When I see film and TV and art showing (for lack of a better word) chaste affection, that still gets my motor running more than everything else; the same stuff I was ‘into’ when I was 10, 15, 21...before I knew J and when I was still running away. I still reblog images of holding hands and being held and tiny little kisses. I still write about those things when I write romantic love, way more than I write Sexy Sex. Because that’s what winds my clock. And as I sat yesterday afternoon, waiting to pick up my son from school, watching a film alone with the dog on the couch, and saw Ewan McGregor holding Julia Roberts while they slept, I fantasized again about just being held, and I realized...even before I knew him...I was always dreaming about J’s hands.

When I dated other boys and young men, and had romantic fantasies, it was never their hands holding me; touching my face; touching my skin. When I saw fiction and art, I was never imagining the artist, the actor, the writer’s fingers on my skin; it was never their arms around me. It was always this mystical, maybe nonexistent, invented and imagined pair of hands. Until I met J. They’ve always been J’s hands in the dreams and fantasies. When I look at Leonardo DiCaprio or Josh Hartnett or Ewan McGregor or some random black and white stylized ‘couple’ photo here, I don’t see that guy, I see J. And he’s not holding Kate Winslet or Shannyn Sossamon or Julia Roberts or the girl in the photograph. He’s holding me. It’s always been J. Life and history and reality have shown me repeatedly that a lot of the things I believed when I was young are false, but I do still believe in something outside of practical reality because I’ve always dreamed about J’s hands. We’ve been together a long time now, but this isn’t just settled comfort that’s made me forget other dudes. I mean literally...it’s always been J. 15 year old Jen who didn’t know J existed in reality fantasized about J’s hands touching me the way J has always touched me. I’ve always wanted J’s hands touching me. I’ve always wanted J to hold me. I don’t even dream about anyone else’s hands. I never have. I can’t imagine it.

#sap sap sap but all of you who are actually reading stuff here know what you signed up for #no reblogs please

[banamaak]

——— ABOUT THE MUN !

——— BASICS !

(PEN)NAME: jassy PRONOUNS: she/her ZODIAC SIGN: virgo!! explains my inherent need for each and every one of my blogs to have a specific aesthetic doesn’t it SINGLE / TAKEN: lol as if i actually have the energy to put forth towards a romantic relationship

——— THREE FACTS !

• i collect a lot of useless crap, my biggest collections rn are my postage stamp collection and my collection of old littlest pet shops :,) • i was born in india but came to the US when i was about 3 years old!! i haven’t gone back yet but i would very much like to!!! • i’ve wanted a dog for almost my entire life and my first dog actually ended up. being a purebred great pyrenees whom i got for free (not a cheap dog in the least) which. i’m not sure if that counts as a fact but i find it so wild

——— EXPERIENCE !

PLATFORMS USED: i only really write on tumblr nowadays since every other site makes it virtually impossible to do any sort of roleplaying :))) i started out on facebook which was fun at the time but i’m kinda glad it’s dead for a lot of reasons lol

HOW LONG? i started around 2012 i think?? i first started out with mlp rp which i know is extremely humiliating to admit but it’s true! i only started doing hetalia/country personification rp around 2014.

——— MUSE PREFERENCE !

GENDER: i like to think that i have a nice, equal number of female and male muses, but i definitely vastly prefer writing female characters.

LEAST FAVOURITE FACE(S):  i can’t really think of one face in particular, just kind of that genre of white men with chiseled jawlines and spiky hair. u know the ones i’m talking about. yea

MULTI OR SINGLE: well i thoroughly enjoy shipping as u all know, so i’d say multi! so long as our characters have some good chemistry, i’m down :)

——— FLUFF / ANGST / SMUT ! ♡

FLUFF: i adore fluff!! especially with iman, she loves performing acts of service for those she loves and getting pampered in return. i’m always down for some cute and wholesome threads. literally always

ANGST: ok i also love angst a lot, and if you know me you know i’m always finding ways to incorporate angsty shit into my characters. i don’t know what it is but i am just so drawn to it for some reason lol

SMUT: overall i’m alright with writing smut, although i don’t think it’d be something i’d dabble in too frequently. this is mostly due to the fact that i’m horrible at actually writing the smutty parts, and i focus more on the emotional aspect of it. i also haven’t gotten the chance to write it too often, so it’s mostly because of my lack of experience.

PLOT / MEMES: i love both, but i prefer plotting! memes are good and fun, and they’re a great way to break the ice, but i feel that plotting really helps me get a grasp of character dynamics. also we all know i have an absolutely atrocious track record when it comes to clearing out my inbox, so plotting it is :)

stolen from: @geroyam​​ <3 tagging: everyone

#dash games. #this was extremely fun mostly bc i love oversharing <3

[rrosyan]

Tagged by @saikkunen. Thanks a lot, I like doing stuff like this and it’s been a while :3

What book are you currently reading? Brisingr (for those who’ve never heard of it, the third book in the series Eragon starts). I’ve read it few times before, but it’s been a while since I last did it. Still love the series. Also there’s Mariel of Redwall, with which I’ve been stuck for more than six months now. It is dangerous to re-read a book for a millionth of time when you remember that oh no, next is the part you don’t care about.

What’s your favorite movie you saw in theaters this year? I only went to see one movie in theaters in 2022 (yeah it’s already 2023, shut up), and it was Sonic 2. I did go see it 3 whopping times, so it’s pretty safe to say it’d be my favourite even if there were any others.

What do you usually wear? Uhhhh hoodies, fitting tank tops or t-shirts, loose pants. Colors vary, mostly black but there can be others.

How tall are you? 169cm.

What’s your Star Sign? Do you share a birthday with a celebrity or a historical event? Libra. I do not know, Trafalgar Law from One Piece is close enough to a celebrity for me.

Do you go by your name or nickname? I choose to think this refers to irl, so name. My dad is literally the only one to ever call me nicknames or pet names.

Did you grow up to become what you wanted to be when you were a child? I never really wanted to be anything but a tango queen when I was a kid, and that was when I was 4 or so. So, I guess ‘no idea’ came true.

Are you in a relationship? If not who is your crush if you have one? Nope. Also no crushes.

What’s something you’re good at vs something you’re bad at? Uhhh I guess I’m kinda good at drawing and writing? Maybe? Good is such a vague term. I do enjoy those, and I think that’s more important than being ‘’’good’‘‘ at things. I am bad at playing any instruments. Too many things you’re supposed to do simultaneously with your body.

Dogs or cats? Cats!!!! Dogs are also good, but cats make me more stupidly happy than any other creatures I’ve met.

If you draw/write, or create in any way, what’s your favorite picture/favorite line/favorite etc. from something you created this year? I have drawn some pretty good pictures this year, but I haven’t posted them online and I don’t feel like doing that now either. I do enjoy one undead wolf knight thingy I drew. I also like (still partly wip) doll’s bed I made a lot. I have written a lot, but isolating a single line is impossible.

What’s something you would like to create content for? Currently I’d like to doodle all of my favourite One Piece characters, but we’ll see when I’ll get to that. I have also been redrawing my oldest ocs with the same kids’ color pencils and other stuff as 20 years ago, and it’s been lots of fun. Overall I wanna work on my original projects more.

What’s something you’re currently obsessed with? Stardew Valley and Sonic Frontiers. Too bad I already completed the latter, I am waiting for the dlc’s to come. Also obsessed about my original projects.

What’s something you were excited about that turned out to be disappointing this year? Dissapointment is for those who do not know how to keep their expectations and excitement realistic. Jokes aside, I am honestly fairly good at being realistic about things I’m interested in, and it is a very rare occasion I am actually dissapointed about something I was excited for first, and it didn’t happen in 2022.

What’s a hidden talent of yours? It wouldn’t be hidden if I told you, would it. Tbh, I have no idea. Organizing material things maybe? Keep your timetables and whatnot away from me, but let me rearrange those messy drawers and closets of yours.

Are you religious? Nah. I am slightly spiritual pagan of my own brand though.

Whats something you wish to have at this moment? Does not-ill body and mind free of constant anxiety count? If not, then Freedom Planet 2 Switch port would be nice, but that won’t be out before next summer.

Tagging: Nah, don’t really feel like atm. If you wanna do this, consider yourself tagged.

#my life #ask game

[my-makeshift-masquerade]

how u feel about furries?

See, I wouldn’t say I am one in the sense that I’ve been part of the online community, but I’d say I am one because I believe everyone is. Yeah, you heard me. I think everyone’s technically a furry in some capacity. The general definition of “furry” I’ve gotten is simply someone who consumes/enjoys media depicting anthropomorphic animals.

And, hot dog! Wouldn’t you know it! One of the most popular brand icons in the entire world is literally an anthropomorphic mouse in trousers!

My point is that the anthropomorphism of animals, objects, ideas and concepts has been part of human storytelling since the dawn of time. We have to make inhuman things more human in order for us to relate to them as characters. It’s a storytelling necessity! I don’t think there is a way we can separate this idea from the rest of media, call it some secluded niche, and say only a few supposedly weird people fall into it. We all grew up watching reading or consuming something that would today be called “furry” media, and loving it!

The online furry community is a totally different conversation, though. From what I understand, it is mainly a subculture surrounding the concept of anthropomorphism, which was also a place many LGBTQ+ people found acceptance and belonging. I respect that, and think it’s great that communities can form around things like this!

As for my own preferences when it comes to “furry media”, I adore the perfect middle ground between human and inhuman. I don’t enjoy seeing art of an animal head ears or tail on a perfectly drawn human body, and calling it a day. I think that just doesn’t give the animal enough credit. The style of “furry” I enjoy is the style of anthropomorphism you see used in films like Lion King, The Jungle Book, Bambi, or Robin Hood. Let’s use Lion King as an example because it’s my favorite!

As you can see, the characters still share most qualities with their animal counterparts, which makes them even more unique in design, but they have just enough human qualities in them for the audience to relate to. I think a big part of why the “live action” remakes Disney attempted for these films crashed and burned was because the anthropomorphism was all removed… in favor of realistic CGI graphics!

Can you tell me how little Simba is feeling in that first gif of the animated film? Bright eyed, curious, a little confused as he’s just a cub. How about Simba in that second gif there? How’s he feeling? Go on… You can’t tell me much beyond repeating what you said for the first knowing it’s the same scene, can you? How about we look for a different lion character that wasn’t in the animated gif above? What about Mufasa and Sarabi? You can’t tell their exact emotions here either? Why not? They look so proud of their new cub in the animated version! See?

It’s because our brains can’t read the facial expressions of wild animals accurately. We don’t know how a real life lion feels! They don’t emote in the same ways we do! We can look for patterns in an animal’s body language but that’s about it. The rest is human emotion we project onto them, which is why the technique of anthropomorphism works! This is why anthropomorphism is so important in media, and why I’ll never reduce it down to just being a “furry” thing.

#shut up becca #thanks for coming to my tedtalk