#I forgot how much I love this comic in its own right

[avonne-writes]

omg for the prompts i love "— “of course i remembered. it’s important to you, so now it’s important to me too.”" and and "— “can i hold your hand? is that weird to ask?”" and and omg "— “i can’t believe you didn’t know i liked you, i thought it couldn’t have been any more obvious.”" for the hs au pleaseeeeee

I posted the hand holding prompt a few days ago, so I'll exclude it here. The other two I'm going to combine with today's Daily Dose of Austin Butler prompt (this will only be at the end of the drabble).

The boys are 15 here, and this is right after they make up following their first serious fight. (Sorry for any typos, I'm very tired.)

TW for brief mention of child abuse

2. Selfie

"I can’t believe you didn’t know I liked you." Gale smiles softly at the small glow-in-the-dark stars that decorate the ceiling of Bucky's bedroom. They're the only source of light in the cozy night as he and Bucky lie there in Bucky's bed side by side. When Gale shifts, Bucky's hand tightens around his where they rest on Gale’s chest. "I thought it couldn’t have been any more obvious."

Bucky's chuckle is so close to Gale's ear that he feels a hot flush run down his neck. "I thought you were just shy."

"I'm not that shy!"

"If you say so, baby." Bucky laughs and hugs him, giddy and warm as usual.

Gale hugs him back and closes his eyes against the sudden pang of pain in his heart when he realizes how much he missed this. Being called baby. Being hugged.

Two months of dating and this is the first time that he’s staying the night. It feels like a dream, especially considering the past few days, when everything seemed to be falling apart because he lied about all the shit he has to put up with at home. Those stupid lies! Why couldn’t he just say, my father is an alcoholic and my mom doesn’t give a fuck?

Instead, he led Bucky to feel like Gale didn’t really like him after all. He confused him. Messed up the first relationship he has ever had. Bucky broke up with him, and Gale cried and cried and threw out all of his dad's booze just to get the slap he felt he deserved. It was... He doesn’t want to think about it. What matters is that his Bucky came back to him, they talked for, like, four hours non-stop, and everything is all right now. For the first time in a week, Gale feels the sweet draw of a peaceful sleep.

When Bucky kisses his cheek, he opens his eyes to look at the plastic stars again.

A few weeks ago, when Bucky had a cold and he came over to cuddle him for a few hours, Bucky told him that he had put those stars up with his dad not long before his parents divorced, but they didn’t finish the whole ceiling. His dad left and had almost no contact whatsoever with Bucky since. All that remains is the longing, an old sheepskin jacket and the stars on the ceiling. Although Gale wouldn’t mind if his own dad wasn’t around, he tries to sympathize. It’s not like he can ever understand, of course, but... well, he tries to do things for Bucky that he would like himself.

"Oh." He covers his face with a hand when he remembers what he has been carrying in his backpack since before their fight. "I forgot to give you your present!"

"Huh?" Bucky pushes himself up, confused, then laughs along with Gale as Gale fumbles to find the light switch. When the bedside lamp finally turns on, they squint at each other blearily in its glow.

A bit self-conscious in his checkered long-sleeved pjs, Gale climbs off the bed and pads over to his schoolbag, where he hopes his gift survived the past few days. He roots around a bit before he emerges triumphant with the small bag wrapped in a Marvel comic page because Bucky's obsessed with those.

Bucky beams in joy at the sight. "Why do I get a gift?" He asks after he takes it from Gale and starts picking at the wrapping.

Gale plops down next to him and tucks his growing hair behind his ear. "For our two-month anniversary." He says, grinning when Bucky gives him a smirk for using that term.

When his gaze drops back to the package, Bucky’s smile fades. "I, uh, got you some chocolate." He gives Gale an apologetic look. "But after - you know. I ate it."

For a moment, Gale stares into Bucky’s sad puppy eyes, then his lips wobble and he bursts into a laugh. "Oh my God."

"I'll buy you something tomorrow!"

Still giggling, Gale lets himself list to the side until his arm bumps into Bucky’s. "It’s okay. I'm not mad."

"Now I feel guilty though." Bucky pouts, but he throws an arm around Gale's shoulders as the contents of his gift finally spill over his lap.

Glow-in-the-dark stars and adhesive.

What Gale expects is a grin and a kiss, and Bucky rambling on about how he finally has enough stars to fill in the gaps on his ceiling, maybe an invitation to do it together, but there’s only silence at first. It’s unusual enough that he starts to worry. Was it a bad idea? Did he do something wrong? He chews at his bottom lip, but tries to find reassurance in the fact that Bucky hasn't pulled his arm back.

"You remembered." Bucky says quietly.

"Of course I remembered." Gale says, surprised that Bucky didn't think that was evident. "It’s important to you. So now it’s important to me too."

A part of Gale worries that he’s being too emotional, too sentimental. Maybe it's too much after only two months? He tried to research anniversary presents but there was no clear answer on the internet. It’s not like he can do much anyway, he barely gets any money from his mom.

The longer the silence stretches on, the more anxious Gale feels, but then, Bucky finally looks up at him, and the raw emotion in his eyes is enough to tell him that it wasn’t a mistake after all.

"Thank you." Bucky says quietly, then tangles his fingers in Gale's hair and gives him a lingering kiss that makes Gale's heartbeat race in joy. When he pulls back, he drops his face to Gale's neck, wraps his arms around him and starts giggling.

"What?" Gale smiles, stroking Bucky’s back.

After a few seconds, Bucky pulls back and kisses him again. "I was going to ask you if -" He bites his lip, uncharacteristically shaky with his words from some strange mix of joy and nerves that puzzles Gale. "- if you'd help me take them off."

Gale stops functioning for a moment. "You want to take them off?"

Bucky cracks a breathy laugh. "Yeah. I thought about it a few weeks ago. I thought we could - it could be a date, I mean - it's dumb but I feel like I don't need them anymore." He looks away, then back at Gale again. "Because I have you."

"Oh." Gale looks at his hands in his lap, trying to process it.

Bucky, who refused to let even his mom touch those stars, is now ready to take them off with Gale's help because of Gale. It doesn't even matter that this makes Gale's present pointless - the warmth of love fills Gale from head to toe. It kind of sounds like as if he was important to Bucky. More important than a memory from the father who left him. After two months. Gale doesn’t really know what this means, but... He likes it. Feeling like he matters is the most amazing thing he has ever experienced.

Slowly, a smile spreads over his face until he’s grinning at Bucky. He gives Bucky's shoulder a light shove. "You’re the least romantic boyfriend ever."

"Shut up, I can be romantic." Bucky laughs and tackles him back on the mattress. "I'm so romantic, you won’t even know what hit you."

"Your bony elbow?"

Bucky snorts, and they wrestle and banter until Gale’s out of breath from laughing and he’s sure his hair stands up in cowlicks. That’s when Bucky throws himself down next to him with his phone in his hand.

"Let’s take a selfie."

"Now?" Frowning, Gale holds up a hand to cover his face. He’s a mess in ugly pjs, and he's pretty sure he has a red spot on his chin too. Utterly unflattering. "No, come on."

"Gaaale." Bucky pleads, turning to his side to cling to Gale. "I'm bored of my wallpaper."

"Just download something."

"I'm bored of that too." Bucky whines. "Please, we don’t take enough selfies. I want to remember this day."

Gale peeks out between his fingers only to see his half-hidden face and tangled hair on the screen of the phone Bucky holds up above them. Grinning, Bucky snaps the photo, then chortles when Gale groans, closes his eyes and drops his hands in defeat.

Snap. Snap. Snap.

When Gale looks up again and sighs, Bucky turns his head, and they meet each other's eyes. Happiness passes between them like a wave of warmth. With an indulgent smile, Gale leans forward and presses his lips to Bucky's.

Snap.

That last selfie ends up being Bucky's wallpaper for months to come until he breaks his phone playing soccer with Curt.

[magnetosupporter]

Sooo

lately since ive been reading the comics and watching the '92's show I have come up with a thought that i guess only tumblr fandom may welcome it and i'd to share it with you guys

well, since watching xmen 97 i have been completly in love with rogneto, and even went to read the comics to know more about them and their relationship and what had lead them towards the end so she actually end up marrying another guy, and dont get me wrong, i do enjoy watching gambit and think he's a funny character, cool powers and memorable lines, but i do not like to see him with rogue, but ive came to be cool with this fact since he makes her happy.

ever since watched EP. 5 i had the thought that he was somehow ""childish"" on what he said to rogue when she taught him about her previous relationship, and at first, i did get it, he was hurt, hurt to see she choosing somebody else. choosing someone he thought was no good (in all ways possible) and most important, choosing someone who could give her what he could not.

I mean, he's not wrong, indeed, there are some things deeper than skin, everyone knows that, but not this, not for her. I think, love is so much more than sex, but sex is also a part of love. You can say you love someone without ever have touched them, but sometimes, some moments, when you're so in love you wish to... kiss them. To hold their hands, to hug them, to strip them out of their clothes and touch them bare, kind of touch so intimate, so deep, to bring happiness and pleasure to the other and get yours from it. Its not the thought "someone has their needs", we can live without sex, its okay, but sometimes you wish more, and you are not wrong for dreaming big. Rogue has the right to dream big, to love, to touch, to give herself to someone and be loved, touched, desired. She has the right to have dirty fantasies and even, maybe, dream of having children of her own.

It is unfair to her to remind her what she alredy knows. She never forgot her love for gambit, for the thing deeper than her skin, but with that she was also reminded that even with happy moments she couldn't kiss him desperatly without bringing him pain. It is not causing herself pain that scares her, but hurting someone she loves the most. And we gotta agree that he saying that to her was probaply the most unfair thing someone could have ever said to another. Gambit was wrong, and unfair. And i do think he was childish in this moment, even though he was also hurt.

With saying this to her, I think he scared her, wronged her for choosing herself, her dreams and needs over love. Im not saying "she should have choose sex over love", because I know her moment with Erik was long gone, and probably wasnt so deep as the present one with gambit, but i do know she loved Erik, as he was wholeheartly given to her. There was just so more complex things between rogneto than i could say right now, but the point is: she has the right of being loved, and choosing this for her, even if it isnt with somebody we would like to.

She has the right of choosing herself and not being called selfish for that, because she is not wrong. She cannot be wrong in this matter, its her life we are talking about. We know how much of a hell her powers are to her, so, how can you blame her for choosing a path that wrong bring her or the ones she loves pain??

I do know that in the comics she learns how to control her powers and so many more things, but im talking about EP. 5, that little moment when everything seemed so... hard to go thru. Do not wrong my girl, she deserves to be happy and dont even try saying shit about Erik to favor your r*my, because Magneto may has done plenty wrong things in his life, but he also loved her more than he could put into words. He loves her in every universe, even if she does not choose him.

(not to forget the difference between their reaction on being rejected, but this is a matter for another time)

[physalian]

Segway Characters (Or when your protagonist knows jack about the story)

This is the protagonist of a sci-fi or fantasy world, generally a nobody who gets dragged in either by circumstance or by being the long-lost-something prophesied to save the realm. They know absolutely nothing about the plot, the other characters, the magic system, or the new world, the audience proxy that asks all the questions on the audience’s behalf.

I call them Segways (read; not segue) because they look dumb and you ride their ass through the narrative.

This is a very, very broad concept for a protagonist, everybody from a superhero origin story to Harry Potter, as opposed to a character like James Bond, an expert in their craft and a *seasoned protagonist*.

Segways usually aren’t a problem… until it becomes rather painfully obvious that they only exist to be the audience proxy to ask those questions, when another character could and should be the protagonist because they’re far more interesting, usually because the protagonist is way less cool and active in the plot than their constituents. Or, they’re a perfectly fine character, but the exposition dumping to them is sloppy and unrefined.

The difference between just a protagonist and a Segway is how smoothly they integrate into that story.

So.

—

Inception

I love this movie. It has inspired so much of my writing.

Ariadne is a poster child of Segway characters. Aside from the villain, Mal, she’s the only woman in the cast, and though Dom (DiCaprio) is the hero, Ariadne is his protege, the audience vector through which all the world mechanics and important backstory stuff is told. Every other character already knows how dream heists work and who Mal is, so explaining redundant information between experts would look weird—enter the Segway, Ariadne.

For what it’s worth, she’s not useless otherwise. She’s the new ‘architect,’ she builds the mazes the rest of the team runs through and is the innocent cinnamon roll dragged into problems that Dom created. Her name could not be a more heavy-handed symbol.

She’s active in the story and her perspective foils against Dom’s well enough, but Inception is a movie with layers and an infamous amount of necessary exposition to understand the story. Someone has to be there to ask all the questions the audience has. Ariadne unfortunately gets the lion’s share, instead of the script figuring out how to weave more of it into the interactions of the other characters. They spent so much time on the complex narrative it’s like they forgot about a layman audience and threw her in too late for a seamless integration.

—

Netflix’s The Old Guard is better than it should be, given its budget. I didn’t read the comic it was based on and have no idea if Nile’s character is the same in the original, but she’s another Segway with only one reason for existing in the plot otherwise: Andy’s got to pass the torch to someone.

Yes she comes to save them in the end and yes, her advantage in the story is being unknown to the villains, but she’s there, in this version of the story, so the other four heroes can info-dump to her about all manner of things from how immortality works to their backstories to the setup for the sequel the movie never got.

I just rewatched it recently and if the script just had two or three passes to tackle the exposition problem, it could have off-loaded some of the burden onto other characters, or better told it through action, and not just info-dumpy monologues. When the movie came out I remember a critic I like commenting that it could have been a more interesting story if it had been told from the sympathetic villain’s perspective (Not Dudley’s). As in, if he was on a mission with all his conspiracy-level research and dedication to track these people down, throwing out his own theories for them to then correct or something.

Like this, the story is just waiting for Nile to ask the right questions. Nothing is volunteered freely without Nile directly asking for it, because it runs into the same problem as Inception: Every other character already knows everything, and they wouldn’t exposit to each other.

—

A lot of isekai anime also do this. I’ve tried getting into older, tentpole shows like Sailor Moon and Bleach and Yu Yu Hakusho and I don’t know what it is about anime pilot episodes, even modern ones but particularly the old ones, the exposition dumping is atrocious. To the point where it feels like they all know it and are like “listen just bear with us and we’ll get this done fast and sloppy and get to the good stuff later”.

I just can’t. I think I made it 15 minutes into Bleach before noping out of there years ago.

—

Obviously all these movies and shows have their fans, but if you’re a writer struggling with exposition or noticed this trend like me, here’s some suggestions to avoid the need to info-dump, assuming you do want to keep your Segway.

Try not to give all the exposition questions to one character, and don’t wait for that character to ask, out-of-character on behalf of the audience, what’s going on in the story. Instead, let it flow more naturally in conversation and let the more experienced characters brainstorm with each other, or let the protagonist uncover some of this information actively on their own through other means, for variety’s sake.

Figure out a reason why these questions are necessary to the story in this moment. Why is the hero asking now, as opposed to any other time? You can also let the hero draw their own conclusions and have the other characters correct their misassumptions, feeding that information in a more natural way.

Give the hero more to do in the story beyond being the exposition vehicle right from the start. I don’t care if they’re the chosen one and the plot just falls into their lap, why are they the chosen one?

Spread out the exposition to come only when it’s necessary. Front-loading it can tarnish the immersion and overwhelm the audience, especially if it’s complex, or if there’s a lot of it. You can pepper it all the way through the story if you want.

If you really want to front-load it, you can go to the extremes and slap in a prologue or meta-narrative dump that’s fun and entertaining from a third person omniscient perspective. First thing that comes to mind is the opening 2D scene from Kung Fu Panda that covers a lot of ground. Go ham.

None of these characters are bad, I just think with a few more rounds of revisions and forethought, they could have been integrated better into their stories.

[bigfemboyenergy]

oh no not again sighh

welcome back to another case of I REMEMBERED HOW MUCH I LOVE BILL CIPHER AND GRAVITY FALLS

im already swamped with things in my brain and i feel like unproductive shit bc i havent spoken to anyone in hours but! thats okay ig i dont n e e d human interaction right.. haha??

bill cipher though. he has a canon human design (which i assume is mostly a joke but HUH) which is crazy and nightmarish and disgusting (creativity be damned, its horrific, love that for him)

and like ive been desperately waiting for the book of bill for several months now

AND AND topic change!!! i really love writing dipper bc hes a nerd and im a nerd and i genuinely adore his character (sorry mabel likers /j) so i want to write more BUT ITS PROBABLY CRINGE IF I ADD ANYTHING “flavorful” TO IT 💀💀 but uh i think i might just self indulge in a dip & dan just randomly meeting thing i came up with in a comic forever ago mmm

anyway, it goes like this;

Dipper, tired of the repetitiveness of his days working in the Mystery Shack, decides to take a short walk. Just for..”some air”, as he told Mabel, but deep down he knows that isn’t true. He has this yearn for adventure that he wants to fulfill, but he wants to do it alone- a bit unusual for him, he thinks. Alas, he leaves the Shack, determined to find something of interest. He takes with him his very own journal, formatted just like Ford’s, tucked safely under one of his arms.

Walking through the familiar forest around the Mystery Shack, Dipper takes his time to look around. The tall, thick oak trees, the weeds growing from all around the worn, dirt path he’s walking down..it’s very beautiful, but as it grows dark, it feels much more mystical. He takes a small, stable breath as he chooses to stray from the path, the sun lowering in the sky, leaving the moonlight to guide him. This is when Dipper realizes..he forgot to bring a flashlight.

With a slightly-frustrated sigh, he turns to head back home to the Shack, but finds himself a bit lost. Giving up quickly, for the sake of his unparalleled desire to explore, he pushes onwards into the woods. It isn’t long before he wishes he had gone back. The darker it gets, the harder it is for Dipper to keep himself calm. He’s always been fairly paranoid, but in a forest as enchanting and mysterious as this, especially due to the dark, he’s finding it hard not to worry.

As his anxiety builds, fear flowing through his veins as the sky continues to darken above him, the trees towering over him growing thicker as he continues to walk deeper into the woods, only making it harder to see..he finds a light. A soft, calming glow, almost calling out to him. It’s a peaceful green, a bit bewildering, but it does wonders for his anxiety in the moment, before he realizes that something is clearly in the forest with him. However, despite his earlier fear, he can’t seem to feel nearly as scared, the soft light almost comforting him. Taking a second to think, though not nearly enough to make a rational decision, he heads towards the light. Slowly and carefully, he walks towards it, watching as he starts to make out a figure, the supposed source of the glow.

As he continues his slow approach, he stops every few seconds to hide, not wanting to alert the being to his presence. At least he is wary enough to know he could be in danger, though Dipper somewhat laments his lack of thought earlier.

Once he’s close enough to really get a good look, Dipper feels his heartbeat speed up with both excitement and terror. The being looks so human, and yet it all feels so fascinating, as he knows it truly can’t be just that. They appear to be a boy not much older than him, with white hair and..glowing green eyes! Now knowing the source of the light, Dipper feels rather accomplished. He decides that, once he gets home, he’ll postpone everything just to write a bit about this in his journal.

In his excitement, however, Dipper hears a twig crack beneath his feet as he takes a step forward. Without a moment’s hesitation, the boy’s head turns to face his direction; though, luckily, Dipper had already hidden himself behind some close-growing trees, and therefore hasn’t yet been spotted. The boy slowly moves towards Dipper, his feet making no sound, the crunching of the grass and crackling of twigs that would normally come with walking through such a forest..surprisingly not present.

Dipper bursts into a run, panic setting in. He wasn’t thinking for just a second, and now he’s alerted the person to his presence.. he can’t think, he can’t stop, his brain is just telling him to move, his fight or flight kicking in, leading him to run and run with no end in sight. After a long while, with a bit of tripping and getting caught on branches, he finds himself at the edge of the treeline, back at the Mystery Shack. It doesn’t look like the boy followed him. With a long, shaky sigh, Dipper cracks a smile. He did ask for an adventure, and that was just what he got. Entering the Mystery Shack, he immediately heads up the stairs and to his room, eagerly flipping open to a fresh page of his journal, not hesitating to write things down.

Not sparing a detail, he describes the mystery person; a boy of white hair, green eyes, pale skin, and with an eerie, ghastly glow, who makes not a sound when he walks through such an undergrowth-heavy forest.. It intrigues Dipper to no end. He can’t help but want to learn more..

Next time, he thinks, he won’t forget to bring a flashlight.

[darkbluekies]

Hello 🧐 saw that rude comment of an anon and... manners????💀 I really hope that was just a very poor worded comment and not meant like that!

Never get down with such comments! You're writing is legitimate perfect and perfection does take its time!

And MAY I ADD that you also didn't just left, but taking your time to interact with us daily and try to catch up asks and such!

youre are OBVIOUSLY very diligent and VERY patient ❤❤❤ PLUS the long ocean liner story??!!! HELLOOO???!

Yeah, I rest my case. One of the BEST and my most favourite hobby authors ngl! I am actually a very picky reader, rarely there are stories on the internet that keeps me interested and wanting for more 😍 And here are the crack stuff you asked for lol

Just a sneeze... Kry won't rest until darling literally does...

I forgot Krys glasses in the last one 😪

Darling stole the maid apron btw...

And this one was dedicated to one of your answers about a Hedwigs ask :3 where anon described how secretly scary Hedwig is bc you dont realise her intentions until its too late. And your answer's ending where you described darling being genuine and not having the urge to impress her like others made me think that a frugal!darling would be the most funniest partner for Hedwig lol. Someone who just doesnt want to spend money excessively despite its there... yeah have fun Hedwig! Mwah! :D

so yeah, that slap was personal too lmao, I dont trust a robot vaccum cleaner to be reliable XDD i am sorta a clean addict ^^

I have another one but that is wayyyyy too long and messy to finish it, in general these sketches are a hot mess (i apologize, I normally never post such unfinished wips but I hope you still had fun. Imma show you the other sketch per chat though :p)

Haha omg no these are fantastic what the hell? I laughed out loud in public and now people probably wonder what tf I'm doing😅 I love these so much. I'm not going to lie however, I thought it was Silas in the second comic before I read the explanation. Which means that I was totally fine with him wearing a maid apron. I do not know how to feel about that ...

Fun story, we own a robot vacuum that is ass, and one day it just ... disappeared? Literally grew legs and walked away. I looked for 30 minutes after that damn thing. IT HAD HIDDEN ITSELF UNDER MY MOTHERS FUCKING WARDROBE ... ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE APARTMENT?

I see that you've sent a private message so I'm going to take a peak right after this!!

I'm sure the anon used the wrong wording! But they're getting a story later on today so I hope that will satisfy them :) but thank you so much for your nice words, they warmed my heart🥹🫶🏻🩷

[jackalproject]

Good afternoon everyone! It is time once again for another update post. Are you excited? I hope so. Sorry for dropping it so late, I forgot to download my files and. Yeah. So there’s not much here, other than the once’s I needed. Oopsie.

I’d like to open this post by introducing my new collaborator, @bat-luun He has been helping me a TON with the backgrounds, and is a complete life saver, as well as an extremely talented artist. I’m so happy to have him, both as a friend and as an artist. He has done the Bonus Content banner for the post, when it goes up tomorrow. Go show him some love!!

On a somewhat related note, we now have a twitter account for the project! I personally have not used twitter in heaven knows how long, so I’m realering the ropes haha. The @ is jcklproject, in case you want to give it a follow there.

Before I get into the juicy details, I’d like to thank you all for your patience with me, and request that you hang on just a liiiitle longer. I am participating in the Sonic Big Bang, which I have just entered crunch time in. The project is SIGNIFICANTLY longer than I anticipated, and I have until the 25th to get it done. I am working hard on it, and if it comes to it, I may have to put this project on a little bit of a hold to finish it. Only until the 25th, though, and I will still be working on it! Keep an eye open on my main account for the project in June, when all of the works go up. I’m very excited, and while its not jackal related, I think it will be a ton of fun ;)

Anyway, lets get on to the good stuff.

TEST COMICS: Scripts complete, Issues in progress

PART ONE: Script complete, final concept art in progress

PART TWO: Scripts begun

PART THREE: Storyboard in progress

SCHEDULED RELEASES: Test Comic Issue Two, late May.

This coming test comic is a little beefier than the previous one, rounding out at about 7 pages total, and with a whole two pages worth of scripting! I once again remind you all that progress will go much quicker in the summer, as I will have my own computer at that point, more free time, and my portion of the Big Bang will be over with! Thanks for your patience <3

(Also, this issue ain’t SHIT compared to what’s coming down the line. Weeps.)

Here, have a frame! And a link to a silly post I made that you may have missed!

Sorry for the brief update, again, so heres a bit of a cut concept! In part two, Finn was supposed to break into Gadget’s house later in the story to request assistance with… something :). And this is how that was supposed to play out.

Your honor they’re really funny. But it was cut in favor of something arguably even funnier, and you’ll all know it when you see it, as it takes place right after the introductory issues lol

Niko out <3

If you have any questions, feel free to shoot me an ask.

[sonofthesaiyans]

So, I took the time to watch the Attack on Titan finale today.....

I don't know why, because everyone keeps saying that the anime ending was a huge step up from the manga's ending. Jeez, has it really been three years since that dropped the ball?

So I decided I needed to see for myself what it really changed, I had the time so I forced myself through it, to see what exactly the big deal all was; mostly what was different, and what it did that was so far removed from the comic.

Well I gotta admit, I was surprised by what I saw.

The animation was really impressive, much better than what I've seen of MAPPA's handiwork from the rest of this season. The whole thing just kept going bigger and bigger, and it just never seemed to slow down. It's definitely one of the most impressive battles of the series, especially when so much focus on fighting and ending the Titans seemed to be lost after so long. Plus I forgot how stunning MAPPA's backgrounds can be, almost like WIT's. I guess that's what you call "peak" in the anime circle now, huh?

Levi......What can I say, he's an absolute badass, and the battle was worth it just to see him plow through Eren's army of Titans in all of his glory. Nothing can slow this guy down, and he definitely earned his ending. Sure he lost everyone who was near and dear to him but at least he can finally get some measure of peace. A much better finish than what the manga gave us, in its own weird way.

Was surprisingly touching to see the fallen Scouts again btw. Should have had Marco somewhere for Jean's sake, but maybe they can finally move on to a better place, wherever that may be.

Well the Armin and Eren scene pulled no punches, did it? XD Bad puns aside, I was surprised at how emotionally charged that scene was, Eren seemed really sorry for everything. At least he finally owned up to it in the end. Such a shame he was left with so little choice in the end.

And really, I realized how hard I was on Mikasa. She knew the life she thought she and Eren could have was beyond all hope, and in the end she made the right choice, agonizing as it was. In the end Mikasa really was too good for Eren, theirs is a love that was tragically cut short by circumstance. He couldn't help it, she couldn't help it.......Eremika truly is an unsung Shakespearean tragedy.

Oh don't you worry Eren, I'm sure she was thinking of you well beyond ten years. Who could fault her? We all know you meant well....

So........now everyone's saying it took two thousand years if not more for this to happen, huh? Well I guess that sort of makes up for it.....At least nobody we knew and loved lived to see it, right? I guess we can stop blaming Eren for whatever brought this upon Paradis, right?

Well, whatever the case may be, after finally seeing it I can say the anime ending makes up for a lot of what the manga left hanging. Great animation, such raw emotions, the insane music.......It was a long slog, but I'm glad I was proven wrong about everything I have said since the manga ending came out. This really helped to tie everything together much better, made the loss of such a wondrous cast a little easier to swallow. In the end, they gave their hearts, and in the end, it's much better to feeling something than to feel nothing.

So kudos to Studio MAPPA, and kudos to Hajime Isayama, truly I underestimated you. I feel like seeing this animated opened my eyes to so much of what I thought was missing. Suddenly things are so much clearer. Now.......Now I understand.......Eren only did what had to be done. Well played Mr. Isayama, well played.

And with that, I just want to leave with a quick shoutout to the true GOAT of Attack on Titan..........

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AS IF, YOU BITCH.

And that's the LEAST of what you deserve, you cunt rag.

That title belongs to THIS girl, right here.

As if there were any force between heaven and earth in this world or the next that could EVER make me forget.....

Oh, one more thing........

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April Fools, Folks.

This story ended with the Ocean.

[spamtoon]

DCRC Week 12 Paperinik

Huh? Aren't we reading Missing? Yes we are BUT I forgot to read angus tales last time what a crime

If I sound dead tired its because lord school is kicking me in the behind and I'm using this as a break. Let's do this.

i like that angus tales opens up with he's a bitch and then blasts you with a contactless woman

i do like the art style though i will admit. silly. dare i say angus fangus is kinda cute here, in a doofy way

im so mad the way hes like "A RAID? GREAT!!!!"

this actually got a chuckle out of me i will admit. the eyelids really sell it for me

the artist did a good job with these expressions i. they made angus fangus silly

angus fangus got played so hard. but i support women's wrongs. or rights in this case because she's stealing from angus fangus

OKAY NOW FOR tHE ACTUAL ISSUE Missing? Special issue 1997? Like

i missed flaggstarr but not because i watned to see more of the fbi but because i like her design

she's so silly for no reason

i love the lighting on this panel so much and the contrast in their expressions and demeanors sorry i. tend to go ooh pretty panel when i do these readings i think you've noticed

"we all think sometimes... watch a bit of tv and it'll pass soon" lowkey goes hard to me im not even gonna lie

and next in the saga of its not darkwing duck but cmon... its darkwing duck... goes to. i mean tell me thats not a little activity from st canard right next door that'll go away in a day

nevermind this is actualy where the story is going

i like how after listening to his sob story donald actually fixes his raincoat if not out of a sliver of hope for change but out of solidarity for the messed up symbiotic relationship they have

can we go here. can we go here lyla lay please i wanna see the amusement pa--oh hold on, the marleybonians are calling (REFERENCE ONLY PUFFY WILL GET)

i like how lyla's robot interface just has donald getting fucking shot i'm so mad hfuirajfkgrhuihur

ooh she's being a good little robot cop. by not following orders and doing her own shit

ahh so a simple time earthquake can release the prisoners of course. no wonder the raider can just get out

im so mad 'i know you just saved everyone's life but YOURE GROUNDED!!! BACK TO YOUR CENTURY"

i think the raider should call humans mutants more often

raider you realized the duck avenger wasnt there because hes. in the tv. and i've known that since next week is so bad but i wouldn't expect anything less

cog i'm glad that uno is still just. trying his best to fight crime even though he's struggling so hard

IM SO MAD im. uno really said (corner of a party meme) he doesn't know i'm odin eidolon

odin's makeup is on point today i must say (SORRY)

SCROOGE!!!! forgot he was in these comics.

HI XADOOM!!!!! sorry im just enjoying seeing all of these characters

fheawuifheohh wahhh she's so happy but this feels so too good to be true everybody is clapping i cant

IM SO MAD shoutout to the vr technicians at the xadhoom division because honestly they deserve credit for faking a whole planet. even if it didnt really work

i have had nothing to say about it but i'm glad one of the stories here is. random evronian adventures

IM SO MAD the way xadhoom just took out the entire evronian base in the span of the two random evronians adventure

IM SO MAD THE WAY HES JUST. in monkland with everett ducklair

and that was missing! i enjoyed myself reading that comic and i'm probably going to be dragged into the aether soon but i missed pk man. and here he is!!!! or i guess isn't

[museofreverie]

Chapter 03 ⋆ Some Words of Wisdom

WAYS OF FREEDOM┊Pairing: Eren Jaeger x Modern Fem!Reader ┊2nd POV

In which a chronically online Gen Z that went through the pandemic goes to the Attack on Titan Universe and tries her very best to change the ending with an "I can fix him" mentality.

⋆ CHAPTER WORD COUNT: 2.3k words

⋆ WARNINGS: manga spoilers

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𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏.

THE CONVERSATION YOU had with your mother reverberated through your mind as you trudged back inside your room. A whirlwind of emotions surged through you, as you tried to make sense of the words she had said.

          An unrelenting tightness filled your chest that seemed not to falter. How could she forget? Was she really that uninformed? How could she be seemingly unaware of the chaos and turmoil that was occurring worldwide, when even your family were victims of the pandemic too? The main reason you loathed going out of your room every time she was around and not busy with work, was because of this. In fear of having the need to face her and start a conversation that won't even last long. Sadly, this was your current relationship with your mother. Painfully awkward and always one-sided.

          Your eyes flashed with annoyance as you thought of all the times she had tried to control your life. Why couldn't she trust you to make your own decisions and grow at your own pace? You almost expected her to shout in disapproval at your attempt to 'talk back' to her, but instead, she seemed to understand what you had said. It made you infuriated that she still had such a tight hold over you, even after all this time.

          The intensity of what you were feeling right now made you feel as though someone had repeatedly wrenched your heart. Of course, it's wrong to go outside when people are dying due to the pandemic. The only rational thing to do was to take safety precautions as you had vowed to yourself to never be the kind of person who carelessly disregards the severity of the pandemic and endangers other people's lives with one's ignorance.

          Or to put it simply—never be a Karen.

          As you returned to your table to place your belongings, you gazed around your room.

          It was like a whole other world of its own. Posters of anime characters, manga comics, your favorite actors, and other aesthetic posters you'd printed off from Pinterest were displayed neatly against the light beige-painted walls. Some fake leaves were also hanging from one part of your wall as part of the decor; along with framed portraits of your loved ones that you accumulated, a collection of stickers and postcards throughout the years—memories of your life pinned on a medium-sized corkboard hanging on your wall beside your bed. In all honesty, it brought your walls to life and reflected your personality—an organized chaos.

          You loved staying inside your room. It would always be your sanctuary no matter what. So why even try to go outside when you have everything here?

          Inside your room, no one can judge you. No one can laugh at you. No one can scream at you. No one can gaslight you. No one can dictate to you. No one can mistreat you—no one but yourself.

          In an attempt to get rid of the negative energy out of your body this early in the morning, your head shook sideways as a sigh of surrender left your lips. Never mind about that, I still have classes to attend.

          And with that, you made an effort to ignore what had transpired earlier and tried carrying on with your day.

          

The hours dragged on, and the faint sound of the clock ticking in agony filled your ears whenever you weren't wearing your headphones. During your zoom class earlier, there was a strange moment when one of your classmates forgot to turn off their camera and everyone watched in amusement as they fell asleep. Luckily, your camera was off as you tried your hardest not to laugh as it provided your fellow classmates to have much-needed comic relief. And for a few moments, the weight of your frustration subsided.

          Times passed by quickly as it was already afternoon. You heaved a sigh of relief; one more subject and you would finally be able to call it a day. At last, it was finally time for your last subject, which was Philosophy.

          You stood up from your chair to stretch a little—raising your arms in the air and moving a little side to side to hear your bones crack. The notion made you exhale a sigh of relief and relaxation before you join your last zoom call. Ah, that felt good.

          You clicked on the Zoom link and prepared yourself for the lesson.

          “. . . So? Does anyone have any idea about our new topic?” asked your Philosophy teacher once everyone had attended the zoom class and settled in.

          Your Philosophy teacher was full of great knowledge. He made learning even in online classes bearable with his way of teaching; interacting with the students and knowing how to hook them with the lessons in his own way. He was the type of teacher that students can treat as an acquaintance—the type that emitted a light and welcoming aura around him. Unfortunately, you and your fellow classmates weren't allowed to meet him in person and are stuck to seeing him inside the screen of your laptop.

          He tried calling for a student to answer his question, looking at the names on his screen. “Let's see. . . Hmm. . . Ah, yes. Aaron? Do you have any idea?”

          The guy named Aaron opened his camera and mic, and you heard him clear his throat. “Well, um. . . only a little sir. According to this anime, sir—I don't know if some know it—but in the anime, Eren Jaeger says ‘I have the freedom to continue moving forward’—”

          His features were clouded by shyness and you could tell he was already starting to feel embarrassed. You don't know much about him though, although you follow his Tiktok account which was filled with anime-related content.

          “—and um, ‘I am free. Whatever I do. Whatever I choose. I do it out of my own free will’ since the theme of it is freedom. And well, he's, um, kinda well-known for always trying to achieve freedom. That's all,” he finished, before letting out a dry laugh.

          Oh, he's brave for this, you chuckled, quite amused.

          “Oh, okay. . . Well, is that the trend nowadays? What's that called again? Anime? Hmm, kids these days. . .” rambled your Philosophy teacher. “Anyway, yes, correct. Free will. Nice answer and I guess they share the same sentiment, guys. But any other answers before I continue discussing?”

          He frowned, but then a tight-lipped smile appeared on his face. “Well okay, I guess none. Since all of you are on mute.”

          You kinda felt bad but then again, participating in discussions and voicing out an answer made you anxious.

          For the lesson, your Philosophy teacher created a PowerPoint presentation. Since you had previously used this type of template for your projects, it was obvious that he had used a Canva template for the design.

          “Freedom is a state of mind; it is a philosophical concept reflecting an inalienable human right to realize one's human will. Outside of freedom, a person can not realize the wealth of his inner world and his capabilities. Freedom begins exactly when a person deliberately restricts himself,” said your Philosophy teacher, reading the words on the PowerPoint slide.

          He then continued, “Many philosophers like John Locke, Jean-Jacques Rousseau, Jean-Paul Sartre, Thomas Hobbes, and more had already shared their perception of the concept of freedom. The question of whether people are free, whether they should be free, what this implies, and what kinds of organizations we should create around these concepts all depend on this idea.”

          You grabbed your phone and took photos of the slides.

          He paused again before reading the words on the screen. “Even though we have free will, are we capable of deviating from the path that we have laid out for ourselves, including the weight of responsibility that comes with our past choices? Or, do the consequences of our actions control our will?”

          He then carried on. “The key to freedom is being aware of our choices and connections. What gives life significance is connections. We are only as free as our awareness of our capacity to select from available possibilities and develop fresh contexts and meanings. People claim to want freedom, but when it results in turmoil and chaos, they give up,” he said.

          His eyes then shone with wisdom. “Remember this, everyone. You have the freedom to influence other people with your choices, but also have a duty to respect the freedom of all persons. But then again, people must actually feel free in order to be free; they cannot simply claim to be free. That is why we can't trample on the freedoms of one person to help one or many others. So, if you do that, then you are simply not free.”

          Pack it up, Eren Jaeger. You thought. You then began to ponder his words. Wow, that was deep.

          He then changed the slide to another once again. “And so according to Albert Camus who is the Father of Absurdism, ‘The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.’”

          He tapped his finger under his chin. “Okay, I'll try to call someone to elaborate on that. Hmm, let's see. . .”

          There was a stunned silence. After a few minutes of deciding who to call, his eyes then lit up. “Ah, yes, can you please elaborate on what that means, Y/N?”

          Oh, god.

          You could feel the blood rushing in your veins as the nervous energy spread throughout your body. You wanted to close your laptop and scream at your pillows, but you had to answer the question and try to keep your composure. You then gingerly reached for the laptop and switched off the camera.

          What do I do? The only thing you could do right now was reread the passage over and over again until a light bulb goes on in your head and formulate an answer. Your heart thundered in your chest as your hands quaked; you clasped them together to prevent them from trembling uncontrollably. Breathe in. Breathe out.

          “Hello? Ms. L/N? Are you still there?”

          After taking a few measured breaths to steady your hands, you slowly opened your eyes and exhaled a deep shallow breath before turning on the camera and mic. I can do this.

          “Um. . . Well. . .” you started.

          “It's okay, go on,” he encouraged. “We're supposed to think freely. This is Philosophy, after all. We all have our own opinions that we must fight for.”

          You looked at the camera and offered a nervous smile. He was one of the rare teachers you had who was passionate about his job and didn't just try to give his students homework without allowing them to learn.

          “Well. . . In my opinion, it indicates that you are unstoppable. I think. . . You can't let other people dictate your actions since you have a strong sense of self-determination and choose not to listen to their false opinions. One example I think is how the government thinks they're doing a great job of handling this pandemic. When in reality, they're not. We, the people, are forced to be resilient. . .” At this point, you were aware that you were just rambling and that none of what you had said made any sense.

          Before the pandemic started, you used to be confident when it came to voicing your opinions, especially in public speaking. But now, things have changed. It seemed as if all of your courage had disappeared and you struggled to find your voice once again and formulate articulate thoughts.

          You gulped out of nervousness. “. . . I guess what Albert Camus means is that you must learn to break free. You must fight for what you stand for. You have complete control over your own life. Our society today only seems to be always joining bandwagons without much thought. Don't let these people change who and what you are. And I believe that what he said is a paradox. So um, yeah. . .”

          “Hmm, okay, thank you for that insightful answer, Y/N.”

          His remarks went unheard as you turned off your camera and microphone right away. You then sighed in frustration and buried your face in your hands. That was so embarrassing!

          But since you still had an ongoing class, you raised your head to continue listening. You took down some important notes and took pictures of the slides again.

          A glint of fascination filled your teacher's eyes before he spoke. “But what Camus means about freedom is only his version and not the entire concept of freedom. Remember that. Every action that we make, there are consequences waiting for us—good or bad.”

          This lesson was enlightening even though your brain couldn't handle any of it anymore. His words were an invitation to look beyond what is visible and to explore further, deeper into the unknown. His wise words painted a vivid picture of the world you were just beginning to understand. You were grateful to have a sagacious teacher like him who was willing to open the minds of his students and ponder about his words that can be applied to his students' lives beyond online school.

          “Now, for your performance task that would be passed the week after next week. I want you to make an essay about the concept of freedom of these philosophers and how you can apply or relate it to our world today while being quarantined. Pick only one philosopher that you'll use for reference. 3000 words. No excuses, okay? I already gave you a long deadline so I won't accept any late requirements. That's all. Goodbye, everyone. I will end the zoom call now.” He finished.

          After the lecture, you sat down in your chair, trying hard to absorb the concepts you just learned. With great effort, you tried to process the information—to make sense of it and to store it away so that you could recall it later. Though you were eager to comprehend all you had just heard, uncertainties started to surface. Maybe you weren't really smart enough to understand the ideas, or maybe it was just something no one could understand. But you persisted and did your best to retain these words of wisdom from your sagacious teacher.

To be continued . . .

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[hexenmond]

Webcomic Wednesday: The Witch Door

Well, I've been thinking about this the whole day now, and I'm almost frustrated that I can't seem to put this into words so easily. What's great about The Witch Door? Well honestly, what isn't?

I thought about Anni's other comic (Transfusions) and how I'm finding that easy to sum up – vampire BL with explicit scenes. I mention those few words and most people will have a fairly good grasp of what to expect and whether they might like it or not. (I personally hesitated a long time before reading it, because this is actually NOT something that's right up my alley. Turned out to also be good though.)

For The Witch Door, I can't seem to find an easily digestible handful of descriptive words like that. I feel like it is very much the sum of all of its intricate details, and it doesn't fit any simple bill. So I'll resort to reviewing my favourite bits about it…

It has great characters

Seriously, all of them are well thought out and engaging, not a single dull person among them. I love all of them so much that I have actually put ALL of them in my fanfiction (except for the Lintukoto people as they belong to the main canon storyline, which I'm not touching on). That includes Ulriikka, the fluffiest plot device ever.

Tangential to that: it has great representation

There's young people. Old people. Thin people. Fat people. Light-skinned people. Dark-skinned people. Live people. Dead people. Bird people. Ummm… a cat who is definitely also people. And other assorted… humanoids? And oh, sexualities for every letter of the alphabet!

The worldbuilding is intriguing

I'd roughly call the setting "urban fantasy", but that could mean so many things really. In a world much like the one we know, there are witches with differing magical abilities, some powerful, some almost mundane, but most importantly there is this one simple, cool thing that opens up so many possibilities, and that is the concept of the Witch Door: each witch has a special door that can lead to any other witch's special door. So even though our protagonists live in Turku, we have already spent an afternoon in New York and one in Kyoto, without anybody breaking a sweat.

… but it's also kinda slice-of-life

I really love the way that protagonist Katariina – non-magical, bog-standard human who works as a nurse – accidentally stumbles onto her neighbour's secret (he's a witch with a witch door), but her life's still lifing, so it's not all just magical discoveries and fun and games from then on. More like her world gets expanded, but that also means that on top of her own, mundane everyday problems she now learns about things happening in the magical community that are possibly even more concerning, and even less actionable. Katariina deals with all those new experiences with curiosity, wonder, compassion, delight, and occasionally overwhelm, and she feels so real for that.

It's about friendships

The more I think about it, that might be what I love most about the comic. We meet a whole bunch of people and all the relationships and interactions are just gold. At the heart of it, there's a lot of people caring about other people in quiet, everyday ways. Everyone is allowed to have their own struggles, and people are so supportive of each other. And there's also snark and banter, delicious!

I nearly forgot: It also has villains!

I do feel I've managed to avoid spoilers in all my rambling here, so I won't say too much about the antagonists. Just this: they exist, they are still a bit of a delightful mystery (we're in chapter 12 as I am writing this), and I fully believe they are just as complex and well thought out as all the other characters. I love to hate them.

Conclusion

If I've managed to pique your interest, why not take a look at the 6 page prologue? And then take the plunge into a completely different kind of mystery with chapter 1 🙃 where we're introduced to both of our protagonists separately, and then to the magic of the fluffy plot device.

Or, if you're unsure about whether reading this comic will bring joy to you and you don't want to just take the plunge and check it out (which I can relate to!), feel free to ask me questions about it!

[starfayy]

Writeblr Intro (cuz i forgot about this)

AYUP everyone my name's Fleur, i'm a 19 years old woman, im cishet and painfully neurodivergent (AuDHD and MADD). Im also brazilian and christian so there's that! (Trilingual beast coming at ya!)

I've been a writer since who knows when, started to write fanfiction in the worst fandom i could've started (...the beatles), went to an amazing fandom -that turned out to not be that amazing but my writing and storytelling evolved exponentially so im grateful- to now being more focused in original works

I'm currently writing a book with my friend (@serenity-of-waffles)*, and i might probably work in scripts for comics, animations and maybe games????? Let's see-

yeah im an artist too hehehe

Genres i enjoy reading/writing: Fantasy, Scifi, Romance, Thriller/Suspense, Horror, Slice of Life, Supernatural

Here comes the lists of things i like to see in a book and that i tend to write it in my own stuff:

FOUND FAMILY!

A good well written romance sometimes doesn't kill ^.^ (im a cliché beast, careful)

Tragic Backstory? Sign me in

NEURODIVERSITY

Supernatural ocurrences and creatures. Analog Horror, Psychological Horror as well

Super heroes? Yes

Mythological metaphores

I write for both Youth and Adult (im a sucker for children's books they can get so dark suddenly and is amazing)

Mystery elements yesyesyes a good suspense

Deep relationships

Consequences. I love consequences.

Historical plots and period inspired fiction

Super powers, creatures, magic, a whole well made worldbuilding (Tolkien wannabe)

SOOOO what am i looking for??

FRIENDS! People to rant about my silly stories and worlds!

More writers to follow and engage and and- ykwim

Current WIPS? hmmmmm

• Eden Fables: The Inkweaver's Diary - (*NOT WRITING ALONE) So this one i won't give much detail, just know that me and my friends we're going absolutely insane over this book and the entire possible series and is our child, you're not fucking ready. The best fantasy book i ever written in my life TRUST ME. Blame Tolkien and C.S Lewis for inspiring us so much- (sorry for the vague synopsis muahahahah) A story of a boy displaced in time and space as he finds his heart and returns to his throne, finding a family along the way while dealing with the craziest adventures.

• Boreal City (future comic :O) - A retrofuturistic cyberpunk super-hero universe about many different points ot view and adventures that are actually connected (like the Marvel Comics universe or DC comics). Its being one of my favorites so far im having so much fun doing it hehe

Its very inspired by many superhero and retro-cyberpunk media, i cant count here how many hehe Synopsis (for at least one of the stories): From a family of superheroes, turned into a villain by his own demise, and disappearing for 5 years, GlitchWave makes his stupendous comeback in an unexpected redemption arc, and it all starts when he meets his brother again.....

• Gritia's Great Mystery - An amazing story about a corrupt kingdom trying to hide all evidence that god exists, aside from other...cruel crimes against certain groups of people. The aesthetic is a mix of enlightnment era, renassaice and victorian age, all together mixed with elements of thriller, romance, mystery and BIG drama. Maybe one of my most serious stories, since i wont hold back in the critics n shit

The Crown Family of Gritia, for centuries, tries to make the existence of the Mighty King, aka god, a tabboo, or even erase him from all existence, alongside his followers. Anything that goes astray the status quo is suscetible of punishment (or worse....)

That makes Spencer's life a bit complicated, even if he doesnt know abt the Mighty King's existence, he's part of a secret society...lets see where this goes right?

OOF DAMMT I SPOKE A LOT HUH SORRY IM A TALKER! Hope to find more writer friends along the way ^.^

[jayspaceinc]

Kori’s Name

Written: 2/4/22

[Author’s note: over time, I will be posting as much side content/AU content as I can (that doesn’t include spoilers) so I can build up an audience :) Kori is just one of 6 main characters in the Are We Dead Yet? Book and other characters will have their own appearances/stories uploaded as well in time]

"So, I know you're not a huge fan of talking about your past but I'd love to hear how you chose the name Kori," Celia said with eyes full of wonder as she sat on Kori's bed in her apartment.

"It's not that interesting of a story. I've told you before."

"That was just the summarised version though. All you said was you saw a comic book with the name and chose that character. What's the full thing?"

Kori sighed. She knew her friend was never going to let this go and it was better she just told the whole thing to avoid any issues. "Fine I'll tell you but dont get upset if its nauseatingly boring. About 6 months before I met you, I had fully accepted that I wasn't a boy and never had been."

*this may be set in the past but out of respect to Kori as a character and being, we will remain using the correct name and pronouns lest the situation call for it*

12 year old Kori sat along their quite large dinner table where her, her parents, and numerous siblings had decided to gather. Her father was going through their usual dinner where they boasted of their accomplishments for the day. Somehow everyone had done something amazing throughout the day besides her time and time again. But she was so glad to share this new revelation with her family.

"Hanbin, what was your accomplishment today?"

Kori wiped her sweaty hands on her pants. "…I figured out something today."

Now, Kori had known about trans people since she was six from her kindergarten sex ed class. She was fully familiar and understanding of the concept of one changing from one gender to another. "I wanna be a girl."

Silence fell across the table. Apparently they hadn't gotten that memo that that was such a thing. Her family chose to stay closed off to the social political issues that was seeing a resurgence in modern times. Sure, they knew about trans people, but they were either unacknowledged or shamed in their presence.

"What are you talking about, Hanbin?" One of her older brothers roared with laugher. "You don't wanna be a girl just because you like men."

She frowned. She didn't like men. Not in that way really, all of her crushes in the past had been women. "But, I don't like boys. I like girls and I want to be one."

"What would you even go by if you were a girl?" Another brother asked.

"I dont know.. I haven't thought about it that much yet.. but what does it matter? A name isn't everything."

"It might be time for you to switch prescriptions again, you've got that crazy look in your eyes."

Her father, who wouldn't even tease the idea of his son being gay or trans switched topics, "Did you sign up for the swim team like I asked you, Hanbin?"

Kori's brief confidence fell under his harsh tone. "I meant to.. but I forgot.“ she quickly bowed her head and apologised in Korean as her father chose to ignore the other half of their lineage and raised them as if they were pure Korean.

"Then that's your goal for tomorrow," and with that, they moved onto someone else.

But Kori wasn't letting go of this girl thing. Her brother was right. She needed a new name that fit her better. Hanbin was a perfectly respectable name for a Korean boy. But she wasn't a Korean boy, was she? She went to the World Library and went through a trial of ups and downs and lefts and rights trying to find a new name on the public computers. She looked up most popular names, unique names, even Korean names since she didn't hate her heritage that much and maybe her father would come around to it more if it was Korean. She'd played with a few of them, pretending she had friends that could even call her such a thing.

"'Jiah you look so pretty today.' 'Yeah Jiah, you're such a pretty girl.' Hm... I don't know if it sounds good enough. What do you think?" Kori turned to her little siblings she'd been forced to pick up and babysit after school. But then she noticed her little brother was missing. Of course, he was. "Where did Sukchin go, Hyunjae?"

The 5 year old toddler shrugged her shoulders. This was just great. She'd never hear the end of it if anyone found out she'd lost him for even two seconds.

Her brothers' words from the dinner a few nights previous were really bothering her. How was she crazy for seeing that she was a girl? If anything, this was the happiest she'd been in this shit family. She hated her short hair cut and her already quite masculine features that were starting to show thanks to the luxuries of puberty. But girls were so pretty and she longed to be just like the ones she saw on TV and magazine covers. After a bit of search, she found her little brother had wandered into the comic book section messing with some of the comics on the lower shelf. He'd already knocked off quite a few on the floor. Kori crouched down on the ground and started to clean up his mess. The comic books were obviously old but in flawless condition. She saw this beautiful tan woman with a crazy mane of pink hair and glowing green eyes. She was so pretty. And that wasn't her only appearance. She was in so many of these covers, always looking astonishing and beautiful at all times. She was the main character of her life for sure while Kori had always felt like a background character in hers. She flipped through a few of the comics where she remained as stunning as her cover image. She was funny and kind of ditzy but powerful and nice. Everything Kori wanted to be.

Kori ended up checking out as much of their collection as the library would allow and became obsessed with reading the series. Once she'd completed all of what the library had, she reached out to other sources on the internet where she soon discovered there was so much more to this illustrious character. Her family was more than unhinged like Kori's and her love life seemed a bit rocky given how often her boyfriend tended to cheat on her. When she'd finally reached the end of all that the internet had to give, she decided she couldn't just let this character go now that she had finished their story. She wanted to keep a part of her with her at all times. The girls name was Koriander but Kori thought it might disrespectful to take her entire name as her own so she dropped the second half until a few more years to come. Hanbin would be no more and out of the ashes would arise Kori. Kind of cool when you think about it. She did sort of resonate with Raven a bit more than she had intended to but she wanted to separate herself from her bleak depressing past and try to be more open in the future.

"And your accomplishment for the day, Hanbin?"

"I've been thinking about what you guys said a few months ago and.. I finally settled on a name. I wanna go by Kori."

Once again, no one really knew how to respond. It was easy to beat around the bush last time but this was much more direct.

"Is that Korean..?"

"No, but it's still a kicka-- awesome name. I like it. I wanna start going by it. That's my accomplishment: I found my name."

"When are you dropping this act, Hanbin? Do you want attention, is that it? Maybe if you did something noteworthy, you'd get it. But enough with this sickening joke you've been keeping on," Her father said, his words cutting her deep.

Kori blinked away the tears in her eyes. "I'm serious.. I don't know why you can't accept that." She left the dinner table and went up to her room that she had started to decorate more femininely over the past three months. Unfortunately, no one had acknowledged her name. Not at home or in school. She had to obtain her parent's signature for a roster change and that wasn't going to happen. So she just kept being Hanbin.. no one wanted her to be anything but. Even after growing out her hair for months, her gender was being ignored everywhere she went. So much for being more open. Once her family had discovered that this Kori thing wasn't going away, they switched her prescription which only made her feel worse. At least she had her books. She could immerse herself in that and pretend that she was the main character somewhere no matter how mythical it could be.

Kori was pretty much the only one who called herself that. Everyone in this town knew her family so they never called her the correct name. That was until she met some strange girl in the park a few months later.

Celia had been the only one to see Kori for what she was and call her by her correct name. The name she so deeply resonated with and loved. She'd probably never actually tell Celia this was but it was one of the happiest moments in her otherwise shitty life.

If you made it to the end, hello again 🥸 I will be very blunt and say Kori’s name was not always inspired by the comic book character 💀 it was Jiah in the first draft! But I think Kori seeing a beautiful woman and getting obsessed with the comics to the point that she literally adopts the name is so adorable. I knew I just wanted her to have the name Kori in the second draft and looped back around to the why so here it is :)

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[carnivorous-horses-lover]

For the ship bingo! (Sorry, I was in a hurry this morning and forgot 🤦‍♀️) Quincey Morris/Jack Seward, Beatrice Baudelaire/Bertrand Baudelaire/Lemony Snicket, and, since I remember you reblogged W.I.T.C.H. fanart recently and I'm reading the comics now, Irma Lair/Cornelia Hale?

Thank youuu ;))))) Apologies if the pictures are are a bit sloppy, I was editing them on my phone. This turned out longer than I expected, so I put them all under read more!

Quincey Morris/Jack Seward

I like them! I really do. Though, I will admit that I'm more insane interested with every side of suitor's trio that has Arthur in it - mostly because I feel like he's a bit underappreciated!

All three suitors are so tender with each other, and the way Jack immediately brightens when he sees Quincey while having the worst day of a no good very bad pretty terrible week is saying so much! Another thing about them: I feel like from outside perspective it might be surprising that this is not a friend of a friend situation? An amieble aristocrat being friends with wealthy American and a pretty well-off doctor is not too surprising, but two people with (seemingly) completely different interests and personalities!.. Except they like each other! A lot! They think the other one is delightful all around! And have common hobbies of being adventurous and ride-or-die for people they care about. Them being paired together for the last roadtrip is even more sad - they might've met on the roadtrip too!

It was probably comforting, to have the person you trust and love travelling with you again, especially because of how high the stakes were this time! But with your dear friend you both settle into familiar routine, and it makes you breathe easier.

And then it ends.

The another guy (s) is the rest of their friend group, including Lucy and the unnamed post-canon wives. Except Van Helsing, the proud father figure!

Lemonberry Ice~

OT3!! Throuples of any kind and formation are my weakness, my Achilles heel. So is angst. And Lemonberry ice caught me, hook, line and sinker! I love, love when a person who seems to be only in love with one of the couple has actually fallen for both! I love when the couple is also smitten with said person. I love when said person has to fake their death/pretend to be dead. I love it when it happens so many times they no longer have any hope of knowing whether it was truth this time. I love when they get married, all three of them, with the small group of trusted friends as guests, only for one to go on the lam. When they have never been together, but cannot help but wish, wish, wish. When B. and B. share their wedding night with a person they cannot keep for more than that.

When L. tries to look after their children, is always few steps behind or ahead, but never in time. When their children do not know what 'Lemony' means. When they might've been told, but the distressed chronically late narrator has no way of knowing and even less desire to think of this possibility and what it could mean.

When L. and B. had the same chaperone. When B. and L. have the same flair for dramatics. When B.'s eldest daughter might have the eyes of a family that shares a taxi, and not his own. When their youngest once thought about pushing one wicked man in the right direction. When their middle child loves knowing the right word definitions.

Also movie!L having big awkwardly cut photograph of B. and B.

Do you ever think if Baudelaire household had too many teacups? Had an odd number of silverware? If Beatrice and Bertrand were strangely attached to certain little things that neither of them really used? If their children never put too much thought into it, but also started treating these things with more care than others?

Would B. and B. keep L.'s favourite mug? His old shoe that somehow found its way in the attic? Was there a third chair near the too-big a fireplace where usually there are two?

And of course. How did Lemony learn of the fire? Was this day no different from all other days, until he picked up a newspaper to read? How was it - to learn such devastating personal news through a newspaper? To feel how the world starts to rearrange itself into something more bleak and sinister, with the desperate hope for this to turn out to be another scheme still dwindling down.

They make me a little cray-cray =))

Irma Lair/Cornelia Hale

I see your vision! To tell the truth, this ask made me reread the beginning of the comics - I forgot how good they were! It also made me realise that both Irma and Cornelia realised what they could do first - and that Cornelia was the most skeptical and suspicious about their newfound powers (very Susan Pevensie of her! She might've survived in Madoka Magica!). And how their reactions to suddenly having magical powers were something like this:

Irma: Oh this is so nice! ☺️ I can have a little fun in the bathroom with water! (And maybe cheat on the tests too?)

Cornelia: No one knows how good I already am with my power! Just one wish was enough for my room to be clean again!! I can't wait to see what else can I do!!

This made me think that Cornelia could make a wonderful mad scientist!

I like their banter, the way Irma is more easygoing and more likely to crack a joke and Cornelia more witty and strategic, but also very caring.

The other guy is mostly there because I remember enjoying the dynamics between Cornelia and at least one of her boyfriends from later chapters, so!

Also the way these two often share a smirk is adorable! I like that they don't often see eye to eye too - it makes them all the more interesting!

[autobot-ratchet]

MTMTE 14-16

MTMTE 14

oh boy time to start the arc that still to this day holds a spot in the top five pieces of media that have made me ugly cry lmfAO

Overlord's out here killing people before he's even born

wow Chromedome really just let his whole entire guard down while fucking around in Overlord's head, tells him his name first thing. Like. Why would you even allow him to know you're in there, let alone start telling him everything you're doing??? Like, yeah, yeah, I'm yelling at the horror movie protagonist on my screen to not go into the spooky cabin in the woods but wow. Could not be me lmfAO “I'm your fairy godmother don't worry about it”

still incredibly funny that Megatron's stupid bucket helmet is removable. Is that the case for literally anyone else??? Like sure some characters have removable visors and/or facemasks but like. The whole helm??? why

“Megatron's alive?” aaaaaaaand there it is. You just had to tell him shit........

“Why am I even telling you this?” “Because in here it's difficult to keep your thoughts to yourself.” I guess that's as good an excuse as any, he literally could not have stopped himself from telling him shit lmAO alright, fair. Then Chromedome's fault lies in doing this shit without any backup

god. If I remember correctly, this conversation that Chromedome erases from Prowl's mind ended up being a remnant of an arc that got scrapped, so it ultimately didn't lead to anything or get resolved, but. Man it sure is something lmAO I wish it could've ended up leading to something bc it's so good

So Drift was the only one who knew about Rodimus's involvement with the Overlord project. As far as Chromedome and Brainstorm knew, only they, Drift, and the duobots were involved. And Prowl of course, but he's not on the ship lmAO man, Drift really did everything he could to make this quest to find the knights work, he didn't even want to do any of this Overlord shit in the first place, but he took on practically leading the project so Rodimus could focus on the quest... Anything to find the knights........

MTMTE 15

oh Pipes........

love how the meta-bomb is so easy to write off as a one-off joke, especially considering the much more important shit that's about to go down, but it ends up being its own fucking arc way later

god I love how Ratchet gets a shot off on Overlord, right in the eye, get his ass

“Your faith, your sword, and your friend. We do this together.” grIPS THE ARMS OF MY CHAIR........

urgfhfdj the implication that Overlord pinned Drift's legs to the floor with his own swords and Drift ended up ripping them off and crawling his way over to make him stop hurting Ratchet........

oh get his ass Fort Max, you deserve it

oof, Rewind having to hear Drift and Chromedome talk openly about how they've been fucking around with Overlord the whole time... he's so shocked........

on the one hand, god the entire sequence of Chromedome ejecting Overlord's cell and blowing it up so Rewind would die before Overlord could kill him fucking ruins me but also I can't stop thinking about that post that was like “what if Rewind was winning in there”

I FORGOT ABOUT THE XES OVER EVERYONE WHO DIED IN THIS ISSUE FUCK........ lowkey thinking about danganronpa-style death portraits

MTMTE 16

ooh, all the past Magnuses that we don't yet know are different people and how they all bit it... I honestly always loved how MTMTE made Ultra Magnus a title and set of armor that many different people have worn. Like, for as much as I love Magnus in this comic, it's really Minimus specifically that I love lmAO I wonder if we'll ever see him in any Transformers media ever again

poor Tailgate going through his first huge loss, especially while everyone else is so used to things like this that he feels like he's the only one who's properly upset. I have been on both sides of this lmAO fuck

oh Chromedome is so not okay, god hsfdjkasl he's acting so normal that it is glaringly obvious that he is burning alive inside

and Rodimus is also not okay, oof, buddy, Rung, you gotta stop lmAO granted the assessment that Rodimus would've liked to be the hero isn't far-fetched, and it might even be partially true but. Something Tells Me that's not quite the case in this particular instance. He was actually being completely honest when he said he was angry because he failed the crew. He failed by ever giving in to Prowl and putting Overlord on the ship

ooouuohouUOUOUUUGGHGF BRAINSTORM CLUTCHING THE BREIFCASE DURING THE FUNERAL........ HE'S THINKING ABOUT IT................

“You might want to speak to Drift, though; I think he's got an urge to name names” yEAH HIS OWN... GOD.........

oh Chromedome... and the fact that Brainstorm has had to watch him wipe his memories out of grief over and over again gOD this issue is so good lmfAO I am in so much pain this rules

Brainstorm is right though, you can't try to make yourself forget lost loved ones, I can't tell you how many times I've tried to avoid thinking too hard about someone for up to a year, sometimes more than a year after I've lost them because I just can't handle how much it hurts. But that moment when you can recall happy memories without it feeling like a punch to the gut anymore? With it making you feel happy, even, for ever having met them in the first place? Would not trade that for anything. The pain is just. Unfortunately a necessary part of the path to getting there, there's just no avoiding it

urghgfh and there goes Drift taking the fall for the whole Overlord project. He really believes in the quest to find the knights more than anything, he's willing to take as many hits as he has to to keep Rodimus on the path to finding them... as long as it makes Cybertron a better place, it doesn't matter what happens to him........

like, I've always seen people talk about Drift putting up with all of Rodimus's bs just because he admires him, and I'm not gonna deny that he does, he definitely thinks Rodimus is a pretty cool guy, but so much more than that, his vision told him that Rodimus was going to find the Knights of Cybertron and that they were going to restore the planet and make things better than they've ever been. More than ANYTHING, Drift has done everything he has done not because he admires Rodimus too much to say no to him, but because he truly believes Rodimus is integral to the restoration of Cybertron. He believes that succeeding in this quest will make it so that no one on Cybertron will ever have to go through anything he's gone through ever again. That's what it's always been about for him, even from the beginning, even for Deadlock. Aaaaa I gotta stop or I'll do an entire character analysis on Drift right here and I gotta save that for when I read the miniseries lmAO

oh fuck it's time for Rewind's final message oh lord oh jesus here we go

gooooOOOOD THE PART SHOWING DRIFT'S EXILE... RATCHET BEING THE ONLY ONE TO BE KIND TO HIM IN THAT MOMENT, EVEN IN FRONT OF ALL THE OTHERS... THIS SPECIFIC PART OF REWIND'S MESSAGE PLAYING OVER THIS SPECIFIC MOMENT AAAUUUGH FUCK

“You deserve to be happy... You're a better person now- stubborn and frustrating but wonderful!” this bit is fucking laser-etched into my brain forever it's so fucking perfect, this part is everything

dfshkgdfk fuck... for a second I actually deluded myself into thinking I wouldn't cry at the part of the message where Rewind tells Chromedome he loves him and Chromedome puts the needles away lmfAO even after all this time, it still hits just as hard

ah right, then we're hit with “by the way Tailgate's dying” lmfAO I vividly remember not taking this well during my first readthrough, Tailgate and Rewind were my favorites and I was not ready to lose them both one right after the other

[drorder]

this post got long. im putting it below a cut (notes on #31, more for my sake than to inform anyone else of anything)

i’m rewatching 31 and i just remembered how the episode ends. nonononono…

and the episode is over 2 years old now wtf

edit I FORGOT ABOUT “your parent is dying.” AA A

edit 2: and immediately into The Scene.

edit 3: i now remember why, exactly, we wish Car Battery upon Prism. I feel like, although that’s far from being her introductory scene or anything, its her Defining Character Moment. and its scary scary scary!

edit 4: (im just gonna keep this editing screen open for now) “…after that, we see, in the back, Captain Quadratic comin’ in.” How much of that did he see. Like he acts like he didnt see it and, if he did see it, he didnt intervene, but he immediately tells them that the room is bugged and he did hear their conversation (and all of their conversations for the past few weeks) and then has immediately removed the memories. But like, i don’t think the room being bugged would even be brought up if Quad didnt hear the conversation.

He immediately goes “How are you?” when he comes in, and when Dani goes “I’m good. I’m good, I’m good. I’m good,” he goes “Hm. You said that multiple times!” And he changes the subject, but I’m pretty sure Quad has done that kind of probing-comment-on-people-being-suspicious-but-he-makes-it-sound-very-innocent-and-then-changes-the-subject before. Like, he did that when he was interviewing Heartbreak in #30, right? So how much does he know and recognize, but pretend to ignore?

Like, I wouldn’t be surprise, character-wise, if he got into the habit of observing people and events and making his own judgements, but then not acting on them and playing dumb, while he was in Order’s lab. I mean, if i was seeing unethical and suspicious things being done in front of me, and being complicit in them, all the time, I’d probably get used to noticing it but not really pushing against it, for self-preservation reasons. Idk.

edit 5: lmao. I have an English analysis essay I’m supposed to be doing but instead I’m procrastinating by going on tumblr and writing analysis essays.

edit 6: okay so Quad’s trait of knowingly delivering unwanted facts to volatile people and then pretending to be ignorant about what he’s doing is like my favorite character trait of theirs. Because immediately after that, he tells Dani and Prism that Spectrum is dying, and Prism goes “Like the service provider! The service provider, Spectrum!” and Quad basically goes “That’s true! The service provider Spectrum is garbage and dies often. Also, that seems to be the name of your master, who’s dying.” So yeah. I think I’m writing these notes more for me, to be conscious of what is happening, than to point out anything for anyone else. But I love Quad so much. They’re so smart.

Honestly this scene might be my favorite in CPUK. There’s so much happening, character-dynamic and characterization wise. I wish I knew how to make comics so I could make a comic of this scene.

[finalskies]

Heir’s favorite posts of 2022

It’s that time of year again: the end. So I get to talk about my favorite things I posted. It’s funny, I feel like I really didn’t draw that much more than last year, and I certainly didn’t get any better. If anything, I’ve probably regressed. But even then, in these past few months I’ve probably felt more joy about drawing than I have in a long time. In a way, it feels like I’ve removed all my expectations for myself and I just... I just get to draw whatever I want, and it doesn’t matter if it looks sucky to me. “Face didn’t come out right? That’s fine, it still looks cute. It doesn’t look as good as it used to? No worries, you’ve done it before and you’ll do it once more. And even if you don’t, you can still have fun with it and make people happy.”

Maybe I’m just finally done with being mean to myself about my drawings. Maybe I just wanna draw cute/silly stuff for my friends. Because, as I’ve said before, you don’t have to be great and powerful to make something that makes a great and powerful difference in someone’s day. Anyway...

Ol’ Reliable Applejack. This is one of the first drawings I made with my new tablet, and the first one that made me think “Okay... I can still do this.” Even before my bestest most favorite tablet broke, I hadn’t been feeling the whole “drawing” thing in awhile. As simple as this looks, it felt like a real turning point.

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Internet Fuzz Queens. As a very young child, I had this idea in my head that all my favorite cartoon characters lived in a community together and they would hang out and stuff. This is was an extremely self-indulgent comic that required specific knowledge of four different fandoms, and I want to do more like it. I love my blorbos and I want to see them hang out together.

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Angel Byrd. My OC turned space kangaroo in my Scum and Villainy campaign. I’m glad I got to give her a little more pizzazz. I forgot to mention it in the original post, but the reason her dress has a tummy window is because she’s planning on smuggling museum artifacts in her pouch lol. We’re actually doing the second part of the heist tomorrow, wish us luck!

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Kaysee Cadet! A character I made for a dnd Humblewood campaign. I really love how this came out. Ultimately I did settle on the orange fur, but maybe I’ll do something with that black fur design at some point. Gawd I’ve grown really attached to this character. They’re autistic, and they’re not native to the setting of the campaign, so “common” isn’t their first language. It’s been really difficult for them to navigate the world, and some people have been quite cruel to her, including her own family. All she wants is love, and they try SO HARD to help people despite everything, and we’re getting to the part in the campaign where the party transitions from “ragtag group of weirdos forced together” to “found family.” But tragedy struck in the last session of the year, and now it’s more of a “darkest hour” moment. And I’m just... I love my blorbos, especially the ones I made up ;_;

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Give Trans Girls Swords. Winter is this lovely artist’s sheep fursona. I’d been wanting to draw them for awhile, she has such an appealing design. This was so fun to draw, I love making things for friends and also giving trans girls swords.

I really want to make my own fursona one of these days...

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 Miss Pie’s Monsters. It was... so nice to see the monster gang again. MPM is absolutely one of those projects that I never stopped thinking about, never lost hope that I could finish it one day, even those it’s been years since its last real update. I’m happy with myself for sticking to the update schedule I promised, even if I was calling it close sometimes lol. I hope people liked seeing them again. And to the people that I know liked seeing them again: first, I love u, I hope I can continue to update it in the coming year. I can’t wait to reveal who the Captain of the guard really is.

Stay fantastic, I hope we all have a better 2023. Or at the very least, make it through it together. <3