#FUCK AND I ALREADY IMAGINED A VILLAIN ARC FOR BLOOM

[redzania]

GASSPPP . OkMAN you ned to mENTION ME EVERY SDPH POST YOU MAKE. I EAT THESE UP LIKE MY LIFE DEPENDS ON IT ALSO I LOVE THIS . AJGFDCBJJXB SILLIIESS

BLOOM DEFENDS HERSELF?? HELL LLL YEAAHHH OH YEAH OH YEAH GO BLOOM QUEEN. RRHH GOOO QUEENHOLY SHIT *TKAES NOTES TAKES NOTES TAKES NOTES* Ok skitters out!

FUCKING TWIRLS BACK INTO THE ROOM BREAKING THE WALL I AM TWIRLING TO . ASCENDS . I hear there is a LOVETALES mention? Hum? hrgrjaghahhh aaaghRHGA HGRFDHUGUHXVCBHUHUXCVBHUXCHUVBJN MEOOWW MEEOOWW MERMSDFICIXVNINV SOFT KING MENTION hollyy Cow HELLO LOVELY SKIN BLOOM ??? POINTS OH MY GOD . QUEEEEN I LOVE HER SM THAT SKIN FITS HER SO WELL Tweakfst. Tweekakfestt

GIVES YOU MY MOTIVATIOn

Idk why I struggle drawing her torso but Bloom is so fun to draw

More shit under cut

ALRIGHT. LORE UPDATE

Instead of dying, I decided to make her able to DEFEND herself w/ the shovel

Basically, fights back against Mutated Veeny (and/or Sundanse), gets wounded (severely, because it makes sense???) and runs away

If you're in a horror game, take notes from Bloom /hj

Yes, I did not feel like saving it as an image + I feel like screenshots are sillier

Extra!!1!1!!1!1!!1!!1!!1

So, we know that love au of Blocktales right? Well I just sketched soft king but didn't finish because I couldn't draw the fucking crown for the life of me (too many details for my peanut rat brain to process) and then I thought "HMMMM. What if I gave SDPH valentine's skins even though I HATE valentine's day?"

So have valentine Bloom because I didn't feel like doing Glaze

HAHAAAAAAAAA I need to make a Soundoph post... + I already have an idea for his design in my head but GODDAAAAAAMN JUST KNOWING THAT TMRW IM GOING BACK TO HELL AND THAT I DIDNT DO SHIT IS ALREADY DRAINING MY DRAWING MOTIVATION FUCK SCHOOL /GEN

[sammansonn]

No one asked but here are my thoughts and ideas about Fate: The Winx Saga

First of all i loved this show so if you’re gonna say some dumb shit hating on it go do it somewhere else because i genuinely couldn’t care less (also i’m not gonna talk about the white washing because Obviously its a shitty thing that netflix has a clear history of doing but just because its fucked up that they took away that representation doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy the show)

the main thing i didn’t like was stella being turned into a blonde mean girl stereotype and putting her in a love triangle with bloom and 

wish she would’ve stayed as bloom’s best friend who is genuinely full of light despite having an abusive mom

i did like the whole thing of her having trouble controlling her powers because she was taught to use too many negative emotions

in season two i just really want her to be a lesbian because Please (i doubt they’ll do it though) but again I wish she wasn’t the “mean girl” because mean girl turns lesbian can be annoying (its the cheryl blossom of it all) but idc give her a gf

in terms of terra i thought she was gr8 (but obviously wish flora hadn’t been replaced by a white girl even though she’s plus sized), but i do feel at times she was put in to the box of “oh that fat girl is really sweet and sensitive and seen as a cute friend” in that way that some media acts like fat girls can’t be bitchy or angry or hot

but i do feel like as the show went on she did become more of a complex character, and i especially liked how badass she was with her powers especially in the scene with riven like Yes Bitch

okay things i want to happen in season 2! (aka how i would write season 2)

first off sky

boy is gonna be having a Difficult time with his father being back and him realizing he isn’t the perfect hero he thought he was

and he also has to deal with silva being gone and despite being mad at silva’s lies i hope he realizes that silva Is his true dad, he’s literally the one who raised him and Cared about him

onto riven (my favorite angsty teen)

so rn he’s obviously working with beatrix and Rosalind but i’m hoping for an arc in which he finally starts to take control of his life, and instead of searching for meaning through others (i.e sky and beatrix) he really works on himself and what He believes and then maybe helps the gang spy on rosalind?? and take her down??

ALSO my boy is bi, or pan, but he is Not Straight, and i Need him to have an enemies to lovers with a guy its so important

but obviously don’t want it to take away from Riven finding himself, that takes priority

i also really want to explore Riven and Terra’s relationship more? because its clear that in his first year Riven was kind of a nerd and he and Terra seemed to be pretty good friends? like they apparently hung out in the greenhouse a lot and i just think emphasizing that relationship would be so good and them helping each other figure themselves out and just being besties

time for stella

again, want her to be a lesbian

also need her to stand up to her mom and show her that she doesn’t need pain and negatively to power her, and that she is stronger than her mom thinks

just want her to be okay and happy she deserves it

she already had so much growth in the last episode, especially her realizing how unhealthy her and sky were, so i just want more of that

okay Beatrix

can i just talk about how much i love beatrix? because i Love beatrix

i feel so bad for her because she is Not a bad person, she’s literally just been brainwashed her whole life by Andreas and Rosalind

i need her to have a redemption arc so bad 

i also want her to find out the truth that Rosalind has been keeping from her (kind of akin to Lila in the umbrella academy season 2)

i don’t want her to join the gang right away though, i kind of think she would need time alone to deal with her entire life being a lie, but overall i want her to be okay

but also imagine her finding out the truth, leaving, and then instead of healing she turns into an Actual villain (because we still need the trix from the cartoon and her name is Literally Be-a-trix so???? idk im Intrigued)

my babe Musa

love this girl so much, want her to just learn to open up and be happy with Sam because they’re so cute

also side note although i do love them i wish we got to see more of the beginning parts of their relationship, rather than them just talking one day and then them dating, idk they felt a Little rushed and wish we got to see more of their development

i also really want to see Musa master her powers more, obviously she can sense emotions and is a badass, but i want her to be able to use her powers for More, because mind fairies are bad bitches and i feel like she has to have more powers to unlock

also want her to do some more physical fighting cuz she clearly wants to do it and i think we deserve seeing her punch people

Aisha

something i like about her is that, unlike all the other girls, she looks at things very black and white, while all the other girls are very good at living in the grey

i also want to know more about her life and her family because i feel like we know very little about her and musa (but we know about Musa’s mom now) and i just want to Know her

finally Bloom

i love this girl so much and also she’s So Hot i want to marry her

love to see her let people actually help her because girl be Impulsive

honestly i’m just hoping for more development of her dealing with her anger and occasional selfishness, but there's nothing major in Particular i want for her besides her being friends with all the girls and to kick ass

okay those were my thoughts because i’ve been thinking about this show for the past three days thx

[the-resurrection-3d]

6, 9 and 23

6. Has fandom ever made you enjoy a pairing you previously hated?*

I can’t think of any examples -- mostly because I don’t hate a lot of ships, and when I do, I stay away. Honestly the only reason I clown on TomTords so much is because it’s fucking inescapable. Usually when I find a fic that endears me to a ship I previously didn’t care about, my endearment begins and ends with that fic and isn’t really replicated anywhere else (see Lucius Malfoy/Hermione Granger in “Eden” -- I haven’t found any other Lumione fic that deconstructs the ship quite as well as that one).

9.  Most disliked character(s)? Why?

I used to hate Yang, can you imagine? I don’t even remember why.

For YYY, the only character I still seriously dislike is Coop, for reasons all my homeboys already know. Thing is, though, I haven’t really felt a strong dislike for a character the show wants me to like in awhile. Disliking villain/asshole characters doesn’t really count since the narrative pits you against them anyway. 

Although on that note: I recently DNF’d “Goodbye Days” by Jeff Zentmer when I skipped ahead and confirmed my suspicions that the main character falls in love with his dead best friend’s girlfriend. Which can definitely be done in an interesting way, but a) I don’t trust YA like that and b) I’m so goddamn sick and tired of instinctively knowing a male and female character will get together just because they exist on the same plane of reality. For the love of fuck, stop.

Timber Spruce from EQG can also get bent for similar reasons. I would lump in Brad/Flash Sentry but his entire character past-RR is being a cuck so I forgive him. 

23. Unpopular character you love?

Grace Monroe. Obviously she’s the main character of book three but I’m sure I’m not the only one who feels she’s being overshadowed by MGTOW King Simon. I like Simon well enough and I understand that part of why he gets so much attention is because his arc doesn’t have any of the closure that Grace’s does, but also Grace is the best character in Infinity Train and yes this is an objective fact. 

Frederick Chilton is a character the show itself fucking depises, way more so than Objective Human Garbage Freddie Lounds (the fact that no one ever actually killed her is a gaping plot hole, don’t @ me), and I don’t understand why. Alana Bloom even goes to make fun of him after he was burned alive. I know I’ve said it before but I feel the same way as people who stan Chloé Bourgeois just because the show’s creator hates her to such a creepy degree. 

For YYY I will also say that Chip is way underutilized. The Chip and Yuck found family AU lives in on my heart.

Thanks for the questions! 

[magpiewords]

Code Name: Confession

Universe: 616

Title: Truth In Your Eyes

Rating: G

Word Count: 2566

A/N: Based on my loose knowledge of the comics. I may have taken some liberties with the intention of the art, but I really love the concept of “Steve doesn’t know Tony Stark = Iron Man” so I ran with secret identities.

“I can’t do the equation unless I have all the variables, that’s what you said.” Steve threw Tony’s own words in his face.

“It was just a debrief, Rogers, he misses them all the time.”

Tony had been sitting in the living room when Steve had stormed in. Yesterday’s battle had been anything but smooth. Natasha had her arm in a cast, Bruce was requesting a two-week sabbatical to who knows where in India, and Thor was so emotionally entangled with their villain that he had personally taken the spoils of their fight back to Asgard. If Tony was being honest, he actually didn’t hate Loki that much – the guy could actually be fun when he wasn’t be a megalomaniac – but he really hated magic.

“Stark, he was injured. I understand that he has a job to do, but he should have gone to medical. He may be your bodyguard but he’s also his own person.”

“I needed him.”

“You can’t actually be that heartless, can you?”

Tony let out a bitter laugh, but didn’t look up from the tablet in his lap. “Is that a challenge?”

Steve sighed and took a seat in the armchair to Mr. Stark’s left. “I don’t need to know everything about him, I don’t even need his name. But I deserve to know who I’m fighting with, need to know if he has anything we have to work around.”

“Like Barton and the snake thing?”

“Yes like Barton and the snake thing. If I had known he would – how did Iron Man phrase it, pull an Indiana Jones? – I wouldn’t have let Shield send him on that mission alone. The point is,” Steve leaned forward. His voice was so earnest, Tony actually glanced away from his screen to meet his eyes. “I would like to meet Iron Man outside of a mission. Call me old fashion, but I’d like to look into the eyes of my teammates when the world is crashing down around us.”

Tony knew it wasn’t Steve’s fault. The solider was made of curiosity and stubbornness. Great qualities for truth and justice, but not so great when trying to keep a secret. The rest of the world was already in a frenzy over who Iron Man was, especially after theories of an automated suit were dispelled after one of the early battle of the newly formed Avengers just half a year ago. The armor had taken a pretty nasty beating from whatever the hell those space whale nightmares had been, and one of the gauntlets had been ripped clean off to expose not wires and gears, but very human flesh and bone. Steve’s reaction was probably worse than any of the crazed press. Now every time Iron Man went down, he wanted the helmet off, wanted to “know if you’re okay in there, Shellhead.”

Every time the Captain asked, Iron Man’s excuse got a little less coherent. “Yeah Cap, I’m okay, Mr. Stark has to repair the armor.” “Yes Cap, I’m okay, gotta report back to my day job.” “Tis but a scratch, but my paint job’ll really need work.” Iron Man figured if his one liners weren’t as polished, it was surely because of his injury, and not the way the arc reactor spit out a few extra gigawatts at the nickname Steve had given him.

“Look into his eyes.” Tony broke their shared gaze, typing something quickly on his StarkPad. “Didn’t know you were a poet on top of being an artist, Rogers.”

“Mr. Stark, at least let him join us for movie night or something. You don’t own him.”

The tablet screen clicked off and Tony stood. “If I’m so heartless, maybe I do.”

“That’s not what I meant –“

“Iron Man’s identity is above your pay grad, Spangles.” The elevator doors opened long before Tony had crossed the room, but the closed behind him the moment he stepped in. Steve could almost mouth the words along with the billionaire – this conversation ended the same way every time.

None of the Avengers saw their wealthy patron or the armored teammate for several days until Shield called in for a mission. Something about an abandoned college building and a magical energy signature. Steve probably should have read the report more carefully, but any planning was hard to focus on seeing who was being sent on the mission with him.

It made sense, they didn’t actually need the whole team for what seemed like a recon mission, but Steve was almost never alone on missions with Iron Man. Maybe Shield didn’t want the two lead Avengers out of the tower at the same time unless the fight was big enough, but Steve was pretty sure Mr. Stark had his way into the servers and changed mission assignments. The both knew what would happen if Steve had free time with Iron Man.

“This building is really incredible.” Steve started as they started on the thirteenth floor. “You know, when I came up from the ice, Mr. Stark told me all about New York’s improved school system. Are all NYU buildings like this?”

“What makes you think I’m from New York?”

“You’re not?”

“I’m afraid that answer is above your pay grade.” Even with the mechanical suit’s voice filter, Steve could hear the smile hidden behind the mask.

“He doesn’t make you say that, does he?”

Iron Man’s laughter was strange, robotic yet so so human. “He might program the suit, but he doesn’t program me.”

“It is your decision though, right?” Steve pushed, “To keep your identity a secret from us?”

“Keeping my identity a secret is for the best.” Iron Man opened one of the classroom doors, doing a scan and shutting it. “This room’s secure.”

“You didn’t answer my question.”

“We’re on a mission, Cap. You’re the one always telling me to cut the chatter.” His tone was light, but the words ended the discussion the same way as always. If they were on a mission, Iron Man didn’t reveal any personal details.

“What if you joined us outside of a mission? Maybe for movie night?”

“Is Captain America asking me out? Must be my lucky day.” Iron Man stopped, turning to look at Steve. “A blush looks good on you, Stevie.”

The glowing blue ‘eyes’ of the suit weren’t really eyes to make proper contact with, but Steve kept his vision on the floor just in case. “Is that a yes?”

“Well I’ll have to ask my heartless boss and see what he thinks.”

Steve grinned, daring to look up. Even if he never saw underneath the Iron Man armor, he knew who Iron Man was. It’d be strange, but the team would make room for the metal suit on the couch. Before his mind could wonder further down imagining movie night together, the building shook. “What was that?”

“Epicenter is coming from a floor above us.” The teasing tone was gone, replaced with the cold steel Iron Man brought to battle. He engaged the suit’s thrusters, speeding to the stairwell as Captain American ran to follow. The armor HUD gave a layout of the building, which Iron Man pinged to the holo-shield bracer on Steve’s arm, tracking the power surge to a bathroom.

“You see anything?” Cap asked, activating the bracer, shield at the ready.

“Negative. But Shield told us the incident seemed magic related and Mr. Stark can’t seem to figure out scanners to pick up on that stuff.” The thrusters deactivated, landing with a thud yet keeping the tile floor intact. “So much for my boss being a genius. I hate magic.”

Steve laughed even as he scoped out the small room. “That is one thing I know about you.”

“That’s one thing you know about everyone. Come on, any sensible person hates magic. That doesn’t count.”

“Don’t worry, I wont tell Mr. Stark.” The shaking had stopped and the room seemed secure, but the mirror on the wall caught Steve’s attention.

The reflected image appeared normal at first, Iron Man gleaming in the florescent lights as Captain America stood behind him. Then, the surface of the glass seemed to ripple. The lights in the bathroom flickered. Steve had taken his cowl off somewhere around the fourth floor, pleasantly surprised to think that this might be one recon mission that wouldn’t turn into a fight. Now he wished he kept it on, watching as blonde hair turned gray and wrinkles bloomed around his face.

“Iron Man, are you seeing this?”

“See what – oh.” He turned, finally looking in the mirror. “Cap, it’s not real, I can see you and –” The sound of servos straining echoed in small room. “What the hell? Mirror mirror on the wall, I already know I’m the fairest of all?”

“I got that reference.” Steve chuckled, but his voice was all wrong. He lifted a hand to his face, feeling that the aged texture of his skin to prove it wasn’t just a reflective illusion. It was as though time had it’s hooks in him and was finally dragging him through the years he missed under the ice.

“Fuck, okay I can’t move but you can.” The servos continued to whine, and under the frantic tone of Iron Man’s voice, Steve could practically hear the gears whirling in his mind. “Look at me! Steve, don’t look in the mirror, look at me!”

The servos stopped moving. The sudden silence was deafening for a second, before a hissing noise filled the room.

“Okay, maybe don’t look at me.”

Steve turned his head anyway, the bones protesting as they aged. The armor was melting off, solid metal turning to liquid mesh of silver and gold components. Brown eyes were the first thing to come through.

“Steve please.” Iron Man’s voice wasn’t modulated anymore. “I know I’m sort of sending mixed signals here, but please don’t look. You want to know who I am but –“

“Okay.”

“What?”

“Iron Man, I know who you are.”

“You do?” The voice squeaked. Steve almost thought he could place it, but he’d need to hear the armored Avenger say something not in a panic.

“You’re my friend. And if you need this secret, I wont take it from you.”

Iron Man seemed to visibly relax, shoulders sagging as the metal pooled off him to reveal a glowing blue light in his chest. The arc reactor was in him? Steve just thought it powered the suit. He had a thousand more questions, but forced himself to turn his back to the cursed mirror.

“I need to apologize to your boss.” Steve said, the non sequitur making Iron Man tense up again.

“Why?”

“He suggested Alien for movie night last month and this would be a lot stranger if he didn’t.”

The last of the armor fell off of him and the person behind Iron Man collapsed to the floor, twisting to see the source of a strange clicking sound that had grown louder behind them. “Oh, yeah that’s a pretty good comparison.” He sounded shell shocked – still too abnormal for Steve to properly compare with. Even if he could compare, his brain was a little distracted by the metal reptilian that had grown in front of them. It growled, voice modulated with the pieces of the armor, still clicking as the waxy metal forged teeth where an elongated mouth was being built.

“I’m calling the team.”

“No!” Iron Man shouted and Steve had to fight the urge to turn around, just to finally have a face.

“I know you don’t want anyone to see you, but this really isn’t the time!” The creature roared behind them, newly solidified exo-armor scraping agains the floor. “Aged and no armor? We can’t fight this thing.”

“Yes, we can.” There was the cock of a gun and a round of bullets were fired into the creature. It reeled back, it’s shriek more terrible than the echo of the close range gunshots. Holes cut through the thin parts of the exo-skeleton, still dripping before they had solidified. So Iron Man was a great shot without the armor. Did he always carry an extra weapon under the suit? For every answer Steve got about Iron Man’s identity, he found ten more questions. But there was no time to ponder them, the liquid metal filled the cracks, healing the creature.

“Well, you can. I built a back up armor in your holo-shield bracer. It’s not perfect, but if you fight with it, it’ll buy me enough time to kill this thing.”

“Hold on, if you build the armor, why do you always run back to Mr. Stark after a fight?”

“Did I say build? I meant, uh, help build – watched? Whatever, I don’t have time to lie to you right now.”

“You’ve been lying to me?”

“Not the time, Rogers!” Iron Man snapped as the creature swiped a still forming claw at them. “Hit the two side buttons on the bracer, open the panel and press the blue button. You don’t need to be an engineer to know how it works.”

Steve clicked the buttons as the creature roared again. Plates of metal rolled out of the bracer, covering his body. Despite the ache in his bones, Steve felt strong. The holo-shield followed his arm as he bashed down into the creature’s skull. It roared as the metal dented, taking another swipe at the Captain. The American armor was knocked down, but Steve hardly felt the fall.

“And don’t turn around!”

“Not the time to worry about your secrets, Shellhead.” Cap threw back as he activated the boot thrusters, flying about the creature.

“No, the mirror. That’s how the creature took my armor and your serum. If you look again it’ll – Well it’s magic I don’t really know what it’ll do. Just keep distracting it.”

Every hit Steve managed to land, the creature healed. The holo-shield flickered, a warning about power levels flickered over the HUD. “How much longer, Iron Man?”

“Well I’m more of a rocket science guys, so this chemistry is sort of new for me.”

“You know chemistry?”

A soap dispenser flew past the corner of Steve’s vision, glass shattering on the creature and a dark orange liquid spilling over it. It howled, metal fizzing and melting. It lacked the wax like grace from when it had fallen from Iron Man, now it fell like twisted stained glass from a burned church.

“I do now.”

The last of the metal fizzled against the tile, burning through that and falling down another floor. The emergency armor gave one last warning before retracting from Steve. His hand seemed sturdy once again, and his face felt free of wrinkles. Before he could celebrate, another crash of glass came from behind him and he turned around before he could think twice. “Iron Man, are you okay?”

The short man held a broken off piece faucet, with the shattered remains of the mirror scattered about his feet. He turned, familiar brown eyes meeting Steve’s own blue ones. It was his first time seeing Iron Man’s face, and yet they’d done this a thousand time before. None other than Tony Stark was looking back at him. He looked nothing like the ‘Mr. Stark’ Steve had grown used to, dressed in ripped jeans and a faded t-shirt instead of a suit and tie. But the eyes, the eyes were unmistakable. “Yeah Steve, I’m okay. Surprise?”

Steve chuckled. “Not really. Only Mr. Stark calls me Rogers. Iron Man usually calls me Cap.”

Tony gave a small smile. Now that was a face Steve had never seen before. He could get used to that smile. “How about we meet in the middle and I call you Steve?”

[jtrahan]

[Meta] The Better Pirates of the Caribbean Project

(Contains some SPOILERS for Dead Men Tell No Tales).

So you’re making a new Pirates of the Caribbean movie, and you’d like it to be about Will Turner’s son, because you worked at Disney when they were selling Orlando Bloom posters like hotcakes and you want to be able to afford enough cocaine to get you through producing that live-action Dumbo remake. Here’s how you do it: 

Will is cursed to remain on the Dutchman forever (or at least until he finds someone willing to take his place, but never mind that, maybe we’ll get there in a few sequels). His duty is to ferry the souls of those who died at sea to wherever they’re going next, and as long as he keeps up with this duty he and his crew will be free of the sub-curse that turned Davy Jones and co into monsters (presumably you know this already because you actually watched At World’s End at some point). This is what he’s been doing for the past twenty years. I imagine him poking tangled souls free of coral reefs, drawing them up in nets, sailing on glowing rivers of souls that wind through the world between worlds. Hell, if you want, open up the movie with a big battle sequence and then have the Dutchman show up in the aftermath, with Will giving a comforting version of Davy Jones’ “Do you fear death” speech from Dead Man’s Chest. (Orlando Bloom’s acting is a potential problem, but hey, this is a big franchise for you. You can afford to coach him back into the swing of things). 

Now, having Will the Third (I saw Dead Men Tell No Tales twice and still cannot remember his real name) be obsessed with finding his father is a good angle, so you can keep the broad strokes there. But in this case the conflict is that hanging out in the realms of the dead will kill the living pretty quickly, and Will wants his son to actually live his life rather than obsessing over death, so he sends him away. It’s a bitter moment for both of them. Will the Third never really gets over it. (What is Elizabeth doing during all this, you might ask? It’s a good question, and the answer is fuck you, you wanted to make a movie about their kid and now you’ll have to deal with the consequences. Maybe hire Keira Knightley to do some voiceover about how he’s a troubled kid and she doesn’t know how to reach him, if you think that’s necessary. Either you or she are apparently not willing to commit to more than thirty seconds or so of screentime, so we’re working with limited resources here).

Will the Third grows up both feeling rejected by his father and wanting to get back to him. And the way to get to get back to him, of course, is to die. So Will the Third runs away to sea, signs on to the riskiest voyages, keeps sticking his neck out into horribly dangerous situations. He always survives, because of course he does, which is very frustrating for him. So he keeps escalating the situation. 

He becomes a pirate.

Now, one dramatic title screen later, we’re into the main plot of the movie. Young Captain Henry Turner (that’s his real name, I’ve just remembered) is faced with a situation in which he has to cross the line into doing something truly villainous, which he is conflicted about, because obviously he has a good soul deep down. Purely off the top of my head: maybe his actions cause an entire town to be captured by a much nastier crew of pirates. He has to try to make this right, maybe initially for selfish reasons (one of the townspeople has some kind of thing he needs, perhaps. Hey, maybe if you’re really wedded to the idea of dragging Jack’s compass back into the story for very questionable reasons, have one of the captured townsfolk steal it before they’re taken away. Henry will then need to go chase down the Big Bad to get it back, which will give you an excuse for some conflict). As the story goes on he’ll shift from selfishness to selflessness, probably with some big dramatic scene where he abandons his goals to do the right thing instead. His arc will be from nihilism and an obsession with death to hope and a desire to live life fully while still alive. This will be the theme of your movie. I think it could probably use one of those.

We have to get Jack in here too, and I think it’s best to do it early. He’ll be around during this initial conflict and once again find himself reluctantly teaming up with Young Turner because of Reasons. I imagine him being delighted but also slightly dismayed that Henry has turned out to be a baddie. Jack has zero inclination to be an angel-on-the-shoulder sort of figure, but at the same time this isn’t how things are supposed to be--he’s supposed to be the morally ambiguous one, with Turner as the straight-laced ally; and so, very (VERY) reluctantly, he finds himself trying to encourage Henry to be more heroic, if only because he feels really strange about the situation and wants to return things to the status quo so he can get back to betraying everybody again.

Then, for the rest of the movie, a whole bunch of other shit happens. Tradition dictates that yo need a supernatural crew at some point. The bald witch from the version of Dead Men Tell No Tales you actually made was kinda neat, so recycle that idea into a crew of sea witches (goes well with the idea of pirates as people who don’t fit in anywhere else). Make them allies of the good guys if you want to spice things up (you really need to bring in a new good-guy crew either way). Or have the Big Bad be going to sacrifice their captives in order to gain powers, and give them some temporary version of those powers for the big finale. Make the villain a woman while you’re at it; you haven’t done that yet. Give Henry a love interest (maybe another pirate, to help differentiate from the original trilogy?) The important things are Henry’s journey from nihilism to hope, and Jack’s reluctant embrace of a heroic role that he intends to abandon as soon as possible (which has always been a huge part of what makes Jack interesting). 

And, at the end, after Henry has been terribly wounded thanks to his inevitable heroic turn, have a guilt-stricken Will show up and offer to take him to the afterlife. And have Henry decide to accept the pain and live instead, because he only has one life, and he’s finally realized that he wants to make the most of it.

I think that’s a way to do it. I think that’s a way to have a decent thematic arc that’s consistent with the rest of the series, while also making a movie that very much mirrors the structure of the first one, while ALSO keeping it from being a total retread. I think it could work. 

Or, alternatively, you could spend $230 million to make Dead Men Tell No Tales instead. 

[ratzhatz14]

Idk why I struggle drawing her torso but Bloom is so fun to draw

More shit under cut

ALRIGHT. LORE UPDATE

Instead of dying, I decided to make her able to DEFEND herself w/ the shovel

Basically, fights back against Mutated Veeny (and/or Sundanse), gets wounded (severely, because it makes sense???) and runs away

If you're in a horror game, take notes from Bloom /hj

Yes, I did not feel like saving it as an image + I feel like screenshots are sillier

Extra!!1!1!!1!1!!1!!1!!1

So, we know that love au of Blocktales right? Well I just sketched soft king but didn't finish because I couldn't draw the fucking crown for the life of me (too many details for my peanut rat brain to process) and then I thought "HMMMM. What if I gave SDPH valentine's skins even though I HATE valentine's day?"

So have valentine Bloom because I didn't feel like doing Glaze

HAHAAAAAAAAA I need to make a Soundoph post... + I already have an idea for his design in my head but GODDAAAAAAMN JUST KNOWING THAT TMRW IM GOING BACK TO HELL AND THAT I DIDNT DO SHIT IS ALREADY DRAINING MY DRAWING MOTIVATION FUCK SCHOOL /GEN