#Gin DC

[beccel]

Bonus:

[tofistig]

It took a while but I finally finished my halloween picture! It's Gin and Bourbon for Detective Conan as Eddie and Columbia from Rocky Horror Picture Show.

[gia-xy]

Random rough if plot: Matsuda Jinpei was actually a organization member and he was still alive. (No details of how this plot works)

In my head, he was a member after graduating Police Academy. Skipping the details, his existence in the organization is a top secret.

Gin did not like him because of … seniority? Like, I am more skilled and in this organization longer than this brat, but how can people act like he is more important?? Super sure some of the other members who knew his existence also think like this.

What I want to say, I want a antagonist Matsuda Jinpei who can make a super mean expression and see the face of betrayed Furuya Rei when he actually met him as Bourbon.

But, seriously, it is really hard to fill up the details to make this plot works.

I guess I just want an antagonist Jinpei X Rei.

[beccel]

Time to prove Gosho wrong!

Is that a dare?

[pokeberry5]

if you look at min 2:15 of the music video d°ja cat's rules 👍

sending progress updates to my friend like:

[amethyst-crowns]

Eddie ft. my closet

day 1: featuring @strangersatellites ‘s fit as Steve

[fan-of-chaos]

Damian and Dick are such little shits XDD

[n-emone]

Getting Over It with Gin (Sherry bby part 2)

Song: Cry For Me - from the Jersey Boys movie

[faith-gigliorosa]

haibara ai in the black iron submarine | [tourniquet]

Am I too lost to be saved? Am I too lost?

[rainhorizons]

OH. MY. GOD.

[liminalh-creations]

Crow Executives (1/3) : GIN

"The despair here is driving me crazy! I'll think myself to death - or just kill everyone else." - Sigal Spozhyv Spilka, Letter to Ukraine №1

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art/music notes under the cut

HELLO i'm nothing if not entirely predictable lmao

re: art -- i went for a mostly lineless thing here, in an attempt to distinguish him from the other character portraits. it was also SUPER satisfying to break the borders around him lmao

fun fact, i called the layers with the colourful 'shapes' the "disco" layer!! because those more expressionist bits were directly inspired by disco elysium's portrait art direction :3

what i struggled with far more was finding an appropriate song for him! because it had to be Ukrainian (hes from UkrSSR in my story) but it ALSO had to fit his actual vibe/personality as it appears in my story. so, i had to once again commit to the bit entirely, and immerse myself in a music culture that was (mostly) new to me. (not as if i dont love doing that, anyway. showing my entire music nerd ass here)

the translation also fought me tooth and nail. I ended up asking my Bosnian friend for advice, and together we settled on what's above (a little more poetic, a little less literal).

here's the original though, if anyone with knowledge wants to weigh in...

Я з розпуки тут ошаліти можу — вену вріжу, скажімо, чи всіх заріжу. -Сіґал Спожив Спілка, Лист в Україну №1

the venu vrizhu, skazhimo expression works so well in the original but there's nothing that covers it as succintly in english. so i decided for an interpretation that connects a little more widely to the theme/lyrics of the song.

[beccel]

GinxSherry week 2024 - forest

[loremanart-old]

A six fanarts from 2020.

[starstuffandalotofcoffee]

keep forgetting to buy gin so I have sparkling elderflower lemonade from the aforementioned trader joe's and my options for mixers are bourbon (perhaps?), wray and nephew (do not want to turn up that much tonight), two different spirits that taste like anise because there is a great darkness within me (arak & absinthe), the ingredients for a Last Word minus the gin (chartreuse, maraschino), various bitters, and St. Germain (I put elderflower in your elderflower so you can elderflower while you elderflower)

[inkskinned]

she's singing in another room and my dog is asleep at my feet. my grandma asked me why i haven't found a man yet and i laughed. oh, you know. i like my house clean.

my girlfriend is also my man is also "my partner" if i'm in a professional setting. yesterday we went to a ren faire and a man mimed at me - you're together? and at my delighted nod, his baffled, you're gay? made me laugh. a woman with rainbow hair said i love the two of you together. you're both so beautiful it's absurd.

my dad introduced my partner as my "..... friend. or whatever" the other day. he knows we're dating. in the same way, i was never able to get my sister's husband to stop saying that's gay like it's 2008. he still uses the word fa***t, and my sister's defense of him has always been well, he's just kidding.

my lover and i dance to old music in a tiny kitchen. we judge new music together and take food critique very seriously. we watch love is blind before we fall asleep and agree that if they had a queer season, it would be bloody but also make for excellent tv. of fucking course queer people would know someone for only 2 weeks and agree to get married. what are you saying.

at a bar with friends, a man puts his hand on my wrist. got a boyfriend? and yes, i do have a boyfriend, she's amazing. i am texting her while i wander around a gas station named after geese. i am visiting a swing state for a wedding. in the candy aisle i overhear: she's actually like a lesbian it's disgusting. two teenage girls with packaged sandwiches in their hands, giggling. no literally, like. i'm not, like. okay with her being there while we're all, like, naked and changing.

my girlfriend and i tailgate, drink gin and cider out of cups. from the frat group beside us, a man corrects himself with one of his friends: bro, i mean, nonbinary entity, and it makes everyone around him laugh, myself included. he razzes his friend the same way i would have killed for at 19 years old - like nothing happened, he continues: you apply sunscreen like an alien. he does a little sassy (and fairly accurate) dance interpretation of the motion. his friend is laughing so hard they're crying.

i am lucky, i live in a safe neighborhood in a safe state. my masc passenger princess comes up from DC. i drive her for an hour to where all the leaves are a violent arrangement of color. we walk along the trails, letting autumn into our blood. in this part of the state, there's a lot of pickup trucks and trump signs. when we chastely kiss before getting into the car, i accidentally make eye contact with a woman holding her child's wrist. she looks disgusted. she looks fucking pissed.

two hours later my girl and i are eating dinner on a patio, soaking in the last warmth of new england sun before the chill of winter sets in. we are giggling and trying to talk through plastic vampire teeth. at another table, i see a young woman sit up straighter. i watch her watch us. she blushes and takes her partner's hand from across the table. shy, like the taste of evening has just become something deeper.

it's worth it for this moment, i think. my lover is still humming the same song she's been singing for four days straight and i don't want to kill her for it. her guitar is beside my bed. her toothbrush is in my bathroom. in a few moments i will make us lunch. we are lucky enough to have found each other. it is lucky enough to be in love.

[paulpingminho]