#I completely forgot he was there the whole time

[youuuimeanmee]

ENDOO SHUT THE FUCK UPP

SO U MEAN TO TELL ME

THAT OUR FAN THEORIES

ARE CORRECT.

(endo-san, if you've planned this from the beginning, then a thousand applauds for you for sticking to this plot & foreshadowings for so long. If u were just throwing shit up & rely on fans' theories to see where you're going next, then great job for making it seem so seamless. wtf.)

I still don't buy the "Donovan is an alien" narrative completely; I still think he changed after he secretly volunteered to be a lobotomy experiment subject, to get the superpower he wants to reach a greater understanding in humanity.

Although, if Endo really wish to introduce a terrestial being into this series, then, does that mean Anya's telepathic ability is really born from the lab's experiment? Is she born from the sperm of an alien?? Alien DNA recombination?? Lolol. *edit: this is just me hoping that Anya's telepathic ability was developed in vitro, bc the idea of those mad scientists opening up Anya's skull & cutting up her brain whe she was a baby is just sick beyond belief & i cant accept that.*

I am so so glad to see Fiona in this chapter, trying to extract extra info from Desmond's staff! It really hammers down how incredible this valuable opportunity is for Westalis. Great job Endo-san, for not forgetting to include this 👍

Wait.

Wait a damn minute.

If what Melinda say is true, Donovan can read minds,

Then Donovan must've read Twillight's mind on their first meeting; his fake persona & and Operation Strix have already been busted.

Maybe this is not just a mere illustration inside Twillight's head, maybe this really IS Donovan's reaction when he find out about Operation Strix?? LMAO

Or maybe Donovan can only read minds to a certain extent –not fully like Anya, so maybe he can only get the gist of what people are thinking; so he doesn't know Operation Strix yet, but he knows that Twilight wants to extract some information from him.

(though I wanna add, even if Twillight is from the opposing country, I hope Twillight's sincerity to meet in the middle could reach Donovan too.)

I've known these theories for awhile, but could these be true afterall?? (We're already at this stage, but I still don't wanna assume fanons as canons.)

Then.

IF Damian —at the family dinner— was remembering Anya's confession that she can read minds, and he wished he could read what's on his father's mind too,

Does it mean Anya's telepathic ability is already busted by Donovan?

Is my theory from ch 106 correct afterall???

Oh wAIT.

FUCK I forgot if Donovan read Melinda's mind too, then he must've learned that Melinda has befriended Yor Forger. The mother of Anya Forger. The daughter of Loid Forger.

Combine that information from Melinda and information from Damian that Anya can read minds....

... does it mean Donovan has assumed that Twillight from Westalis is using his telepathic "daughter" as a spy in Eden Academy?

Funny thing is, Twilight himself has no idea about all this implication. He's a million steps away from Donovan.

HAHAHAHHAA

(lol how could I not read this from miles away)

Argh fuck, I'm really worried for Anya now.

This could very well escalate into the "war" of obtaining Anya as an asset. Maybe it'll still be light-hearted, like manipulating Damian's romantic feelings for Anya by inviting her to have dinner together, but still. At first, I thought Donovan might get Anya expelled from school because she's dangerous, but I figure she's just too valuable to be tossed away; it's better to keep her close while extracting info from her as much as he can. Or use her ability to the fullest.

At least Anya is now aware that Donovan has the same ability as her, so at least she can proceed with more caution now.

I hate seeing Anya being the only one aware of the whole situation & she struggles alone to keep it all together — like what she has done all this time. That's why I really want Anya to come clean with Twilight so he can at least get a picture of the whole situation he's facing right now, and protect her properly, but I know it'll massively shift the Forger dynamic we're used to. I have no idea how will Endo handle this development from now on.

Well, that's enough anxiety for tonight.

Stay safe Anya! 🙏🥺🥺🥺

[chxrrysangel]

Deer in Headlights

Pairing | Steve Harrington x fem!reader

Warnings | friends to lovers?/secret third thing, handjobs, Steve is kind of a sub here, cum swallowing, technically voyeurism,college baseball player! Steve, dub con in some ways

A/N | we return to writing while zooted (rip TikTok). Not proofread for obvious reasons. What’s on the page is on the page

You checked your watch as you paced along the sidewalk, a firm crease in your forehead as you panicked.

6:17

Steve should’ve been out of practice nearly an hour ago. After your long day of classes, all you wanted to do was go home and relax. But you couldn’t when a certain friend held your keys hostage.

You made the mistake of letting Steve borrow your car over the weekend while Eddie fixed his. He was supposed to pick it up today, so you agreed to drive him to the mechanic after baseball practice.

You eyed the door to the men’s locker room, debating your chances. It would be embarrassing if he wasn’t there alone, unable to show your face again at any of his future games. You sighed begrudgingly, putting on a brave face and pushing through your fear.

You listened carefully for a few seconds, not hearing any footsteps or chatter. It was eerily…silent?

“Steve?”

As quietly as you could, you made careful steps across the large tiles as you began your search. There wasn’t a single sign of life until you reached the last row, stumbling upon a duffle bag in front of an open locker #17 - Steve’s.

“Harrington?,” you whisper-yelled, too nervous to scream in case someone came across you. You continued walking through the area, until you reached the showers. You blood ran cold, stopping abruptly as your breath hitched.

Just a mere 15 feet in front of you was Steve, completely unaware of your presence as he showered. His back was turned to you, the broad expanse of shoulders making your cheeks feel warm. Considering his status as a baseball player, his ass was certainly stellar. You were staring, but you were too entranced to look away even if every part of your body screamed not to.

Something in you refused to let you close your eyes or turn around, stuck ogling like a pervert. Suddenly he turned around, letting the water rinse the soap from his hair. Your eyes cascaded down to his cock, as if it were instinct.

“Fuck,” you whispered.

He was long and girthy, hardly even erect and yet still impressive. It looked heavy, which did nothing to impede your racing mind. The thought of his blush pink head sitting heavy on your tongue made your thighs clench with need.

This is so inappropriate.

You were too busy staring that you were oblivious to Steve’s eyes opening across from you. He yelped in surprise, pulling you out of your trance with a screech. Your face grew warm with embarrassment, now wishing the earth would open up and swallow you whole.

“What the fuck are you doing here?”

You glanced down at his dick again, swinging as he expressed his surprise.

You averted your eyes towards a sign on the far right wall, not wanting to further embarrass yourself.

“I -um, I was looking for you so I could get my car keys. It’s getting late, Harrington, and some of us wanna get home.

You heard his curse under his breath, sighing as he turned off the water.

“Shit, I forgot. Sorry. I’ll be out in a few.”

You scurried out of the locker room into the crisp fall air, willing yourself to calm down before he got out. But all you could think about was how desperate you felt to have your close friend’s dick down your throat.

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The car ride to Steve’s place was awkwardly silent. Eddie needed another day, which wasn’t what you hoped for. You could hardly look him in the eye at a stop light, and your voice wavered every time he tried to make conversation. If Steve didn’t know better, he’d believe you were upset with him. But the truth is, you were upset with yourself.

“Wanna come upstairs with me? Maybe have a drink to celebrate getting through the week?” You started to decline, but his eyes looked too hopeful and suddenly you found yourself turning off the ignition.

Steve moved out as soon as he was able to. His parents were always busy, so having his own space was always his normal. Only now, he has his own space in a way he prefers.

The routine was instinctual at this point: drop the keys in the bowl, jacket on the hook, shoes by the door. You never thought about it much anymore, the instructions becoming muscle memory from how frequently you spent time there.

You followed Steve down the hallway towards his bedroom, something you’ve done probably a thousand times. Only this time it felt different, intimate even. It was an odd feeling.

“Be right back.”

Steve leaves you alone with your thoughts, eating you alive as you sit on his bed. Everything was the same to your recollection, even if you’d only been here as recently as two weeks ago. But upon the events of the last hour or so, you felt different.

His arrival with two glasses of mixed drinks pulls you out of the trance, putting on a fake smile that seemed convincing enough. You took a sip, the concoction familiarly strong. It could hardly be considered “mixed”, on par with Steve’s usual ratio. Normally, you might whine that he’s trying to get you plastered before the weekend arrives. But today proved to need some reprieve.

“I saw you staring”

You mildly choke on your drink before feigning innocence. It was extremely wishful thinking, but you hoped that pulling the goldfish brain card might make him go easy on you.

But your best friend's face only showed signs of mischief, a smug grin stretched across his lips. It was frustrating to be this close to a guy with his dick on your mind. You were friends, you had to keep reminding yourself.

He set his drink on the table, wrestling with his thoughts before speaking.

”If you wanted to touch it, you could’ve just said so. No need to fantasize.”

What?

You whip your head towards him, seeing no vitriol or cunning in his eyes. He was serious. He began to unbuckle his belt, feeling a complete lack of anxiety as you stared in shock.

“Steve what are you—”

Your throat felt dry as you stared at his crotch, a growing bulge in his jeans making you throb.

Before he unzipped his fly, he looked at you for confirmation.

“Do you want me to stop? We can forget this ever happened.” Instinct took over as you gaped, shaking your head. The slow reveal of his cock as he pulled down his boxers felt like an eternity. You watched with need as his length slapped against his lower stomach, making you whine desperately.

“Do whatever you want.”

Your warm hands gripped his base,trying to judge the best amount of pressure before making slow hesitant strokes. You heard him let out a shaky gasp for air, whispering a curse under his breath.

”That’s agh that’s good,” he stuttered.

You watched his features with a curiosity that made his dick jump.

“Fuck, keep looking at me like that and I’ll cum.”

You tighten your grip and increase the pace, earning a whimper that sounded like he was on the verge of crying. Steve whimpered out almost intelligible pleas, crying about how good your pussy will feel wrapped around him and how long he’s been wanting this.

“Shit—fuck, doing so good.” You gathered a slob of spit, watching it slowly dribble onto his tip.

The pearls of pre cum that seeped from his tip made your mouth water, prompting you to change your tactics. Feeling less shy than before, you kneeled down between his legs and Steve thought he might die. Watching you sit there, staring at his dick with pure want did something to him.

Without any warning or indication, you wrapped your lips around his tip and began to suck. You focused on suckling the tip, using one hand to guide his head along your tongue and the other to play with his balls.

“Agh, so warm so fucking wet,” he stammered. He was in a daze, unsure and uncaring of how much sense he was making. The base of his spine tingled as he watched you lick the underside of his shaft. Steve was a mess, grinding his hips upward into your hand for more friction and drooling like a bitch in heat.

“Fucking fuck! I’m gonna cum, please let me cum,”he begged.

His high pitched wines were music to your ears, encouraging you to keep him feeling good. He was hysterical.

“Wanna bust in that pretty fucking mouth. Can I do that, please?”

He was practically gasping for air, unable to steady himself with the constant stimulation. You made no move to remove yourself, instead sucking harder and using even a little bit of teeth. That sent him over the edge, his hips stilling as he came along your tongue.

Despite the simplicity of it all, Steve looked throughly fucked out. He watched with pride as you swallowed his cum, almost working himself up again with the mental imagery of what he’d do to you.

[adoresia]

HOME RUN : LIKE THE WIND CHAPTER FOUR ;

LIKE A GUNSHOT

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The stadium buzzed with the electrifying tension of a game nearing its end. Yuta sat at the edge of his seat, the melted remnants of his soda sat forgotten beside him. The game had been neck-and-neck, and as the final inning approached, all hope to bring this home seemed to be on you.

Down on the field, a player on the opposite team waved toward their section of the bleachers. Her grin was wide, self-assured, and a little too sharp. Yuta instinctively waved back, with a smile of course, he could recognise who it was from a mile away. What kind of friend would he be of he didn’t?

He leaned toward Toge, his brow furrowed. “Oh wait I lowkey forgot the whole reason we’re here, look” he pointed, squinting at the diamond. “She transferred just for the game? Crazy” Toge muffled while shoving a handful of popcorn into his mouth. “Yeah she told me, I thought it was insane but,” Yuta shrughed, eyes narrowing as he thought back to their conversation. “I promised I’d talk to her after the game.”

His focus was quickly pulled back to the field as she strutted confidently toward the mound, ready to field your next hit. The air grew tense, Rika on the opposite team shot you a smug look, her confidence radiating in the way she rolled her shoulders. “Don’t think you’re so special, L/n. One good hit doesn’t mean you’re the heart of the game,” she taunted, her voice dripping with arrogance.

You recognised Rika, It would be concerning if you didn’t, her ego followed her everywhere — it was so big you could see it coming before her.

You simply smiled, adjusting your stance. “I’m not like you. Rika.” you replied calmly, your tone carrying an effortless edge. “I don’t care about being better than you, I just need to win this game.”

Rika’s smirk wavered ever so slightly, and the crowd quieted in anticipation. You stepped up to the plate, your grip tightening on the bat as you glanced at the field; calculating. The pitcher wound up, their arm cutting through the air with practiced precision as the ball came hurtling toward you once again.

The moment stretched in slow motion. You tracked the ball with sharp focus, your body moving fluidly as you swung. The crack of the bat meeting the ball was sharp and pure, a perfect connection that sent the ball soaring high and fast.

Yuta’s heart skipped a beat, or maybe two as he followed the arc of the ball, which cut through the air like a bullet. It sailed over the outfielders, who could do nothing but watch as it cleared the fence entirely.

Another home run.

The crowd erupted, an unstoppable wave of cheers and applause rolling through the stadium. You sprinted around the bases, every movement precise yet effortless. The way you carried yourself confident but not arrogant, focused yet still having fun made it impossible to look away. By the time you slid into home plate, your teammates swarmed you, their cheers blending into the roar of the crowd.

Back on the field, Rika stood frozen, her fists clenched at her sides. Her expression was a mix of disbelief and frustration, her earlier confidence completely shattered. She scowled, muttering something under her breath as she walked back to her position.

“Hell yeah!” Yuji shouted, his voice barely audible over the roar of the crowd. “This is the most insane thing I’ve ever seen,” Yuta uttered without thinking, his eyes glued to you as you laughed and high-fived your teammates. “Bro’s whipped,” Toge teased, snickering. Rika’s glare burned into you from across the field, you could feel it — but you didn’t seem to notice, or maybe you just didn’t care. The poise and calm you exuded were undeniable and it only seemed to annoy her more. Yuta noticed her irritation and felt a pang of curiosity. Did she know you?

The final moments of the game were just as electrifying. With the score tied, you stepped up to bat one last time. Rika moved to field once again, her irritation now replaced by a steely determination to stop you. The ball came hurtling toward you, but this time it was faster, sharper, meant to intimidate. You didn’t flinch. Your swing was powerful, almost effortless, the crack of the bat echoing like a gunshot. The ball rocketed into the sky, higher and farther than anyone had expected. It cleared the outfield with ease, sailing over the fence and into the parking lot beyond.

Cheers and applause thundered through the stadium as you rounded the bases once more, your teammates waiting at home plate with wide grins and open arms. The energy in the stadium was electric, the kind of moment that stayed with people long after the game ended. As the game concluded, with your team taking the win, Yuta was sat frozen, both shocked and unsure on what to say or do.

The game ended with a buzz of excitement, the air electric from the win. Yuta���s eyes trailed after you as you jogged off the field, your helmet tucked under your arm, your hair slightly mussed but still managing to frame your radiant smile perfectly. “You know you might aswell say something to her now,” Yuji grinned, leaning forward. “This is like the first time i’ve ever seen her, your acting like this is love at first sight�� Yuta grumbled, shifting awkwardly in his seat. “She’s just a really good player, that’s all there is to it.”

“I’ve never seen this much glaze in my life.” Toge smirked, leaning back with his arms crossed. “You’ve been burning holes into her this whole game. There’s no way she didn’t notice you dude.”“Talking about her plays like you’re on commentary duty or something. Get up off your knees.” Yuji chimmed in.

“Well I mean? did you see that double play in the sixth?” Yuta leaned forward with too much excitement, like the scenes kept replaying in his mind over and over again like an Ipod stuck on replay. “She made it look so easy…”

“Do you even know what a sixth is…?” Megumi asked. “My ears are bleeding please stop.” Toge slapped both of his palms over his ears in agony. “You need to Calm down, I don’t want to walk into your room and see pictures of her invading your walls…” Megumi sighed in agreement.

Before Yuta could respond, a familiar voice chirped behind them. “Yuta!” The group collectively froze, heads snapping around to see Rika approaching, her expression bright but her smile just a little too tight. Toge upped the strength on the hands he had covering his ears so hard he almost started bleeding.

“Hey, Rika,” Yuta greeted, his tone polite but distracted. His gaze flickered briefly toward her before returning to the field. “I saw you watching from all the way down there.” she said pointing down to the diamond, stepping uncomfortably closer to him. Her voice a touch louder than necessary. “What’d you think of the game? We didn’t win but I lowkey carried.” “Oh, yeah,” Yuta said absently, nodding. “You did okay.” “O-kay…?” Rika’s smile faltered, but Yuta didn’t seem to notice. “Yeah, but number 13 was fucking insane. Her batting, her fielding… it was crazy.”

“Her?” Rika’s voice sharpened slightly, her eyes narrowing, ultimately thinking back to number 13 on the field.. you. “Yeah, you know,” Yuji chimed in, barely hiding his smirk. “The one who pretty much carried the whole game.”

“She was unreal, as much as it’s killing me to hear Yuta going on and on about it.” Toge added, shaking his head as though in disbelief. Rika’s lips pressed into a thin line, her patience clearly wearing thin. She opened her mouth to retort, but Yuta’s attention had already drifted again. His eyes widened slightly as he spotted you a few rows away, running up to Maki and Nobara.

You were laughing, breathless from the game, and Maki grinned as she pulled you into a quick, casual hug. “Your actually insane what the fuck,” she said in absolute disbelief of your play, not for the first time either. “Litterally,” Kugisaki agreed, her eyes glinting with pride. “The way you caught that thingy in the eighth inning? I almost kissed Maki.” She made the gesture dramatically. “Why the hell would you say that. I’m never sitting next to you at a game again.”“Guysss, It was all instinct,” you joked, shrugging. “But thank you, it was all for you guys but whatever.” She smiled “Aww shucks I feel so special.” Kugisaki held onto her chest dramaticaly, wiping away fake tears.

From his seat, Yuta was completely transfixed. The warmth in your laughter, the ease in your movements — it was all so magnetic, even from a distance. Kugisaki’s gaze flickered to the stands, catching sight of Yuta and his friends. She nudged you with her elbow “Omg look, I told you I wasn’t crazy! It’s the guy who was staring before.” “Huh?” You followed her gaze, spotting him almost immediately. His awkward wave made you laugh softly. “Oh my gosh him?! I could literally feel his eyes on me the whole game.”

Maki snickered. “He looks like he’s about to pass out now that you’re looking at him.” “Well, I guess I should be nice then,” you said, flashing a bright smile in Yuta’s direction before lifting your hand in a casual wave. Yuta froze for a second too long before managing to wave back, his movements clumsy but endearing. “Yikes,” Toge muttered under his breath, watching the scene unfold. “We’ve officially lost him guys,” Yuji added, grinning.

Rika, meanwhile, had reached her limit. She cleared her throat loudly, forcing Yuta’s attention back to her. “Well, anyway,” her tone clipped, “thanks for coming to watch. I’m glad someone noticed me out there.” Without waiting for a reply, she turned on her heel and walked off.

As the group watched her go, Yuji leaned closer to Toge. “When you think your the main character but its actually me.” Toge turned to him. “Who even are you?” But Yuta barely registered the exchange. His gaze remained locked on you as you laughed with your friends, your happiness lighting up the evening like a firework. In that moment, as the crowd began to disperse and the sun dipped lower on the horizon, he realized just how much better you looked up close.

He sank back into his seat, heart racing, your smile etched into his mind. Somehow, even after everything, you’d left him even more mesmerized than before.

Hmm. Does Rika like Yuta?? Guess we’ll find out in tomorrow’s episode of hrltw 🤗🤗

One thing I will say though is that they’ve been friends since they were kids, and you’ll find out why and how that happened xxx

Also Rika used to be on their school’s baseball team but she left because she thought she was too good for it and joined another college/uni (guys idk im aware i mostly have american mutuals on here so atp its up to your interpretation where they’re at)

Rika and you are opps and have always been opps because she’s a bit odd

idk why megumi wants to be so nonchalant about knowing you

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[4urvalidation]

A CASE OF LIMERENCE

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PAIRING: oc!character x rafe cameron

SUMMARY:  From the moment she had become a Cameron, Rose opened the doors of her brand new home to her goddaughter and thus creating a cycle that lasted almost a decade. Each year following that one fateful summer, Leni Blythe waited for school to be over so she could pack her bags and jet over to the Outer Banks. Her months spent on the islands have always been one of her most joyful ones, so her decision to spend the entirety of her gap year there wasn’t at all surprising. 

Unfortunately, life had different plans. In a span of only four months the lives of the Cameron family had changed drastically and Leni had no other choice but to rethink her decision. She was just about to buy a train ticket to Paris when Rose called. Leni’s mother was nothing short of dubious: the idea of her daughter living with a family drowning in grief was a terrible idea, but Rose was persistent. It took a bit of convincing -  three whole days to be exact - but it worked. 

Leni was on a plane headed straight to the Outer Banks in such a short time, she completely forgot that two whole summers had gone since she was last there. There was no old friend group to reunite with or an apartment to share with Sarah. Only an empty grief stricken home and a boy her godmother told her to stay away from. 

WARNINGS: Will eventually get pretty smutty; mentions of drinking and drugs, coarse language etc etc.

A/N:  It’s been a while since I’ve written fanfiction (or written anything aside from half-assed short stories and poetry), but I’ve been meaning to get back into writing for a while now and if that’s by creating OBX fanfics so be it! Another very important thing to pay attention to is the following: This is an AU fanfiction of sorts; several themes from the show will be in play such as the whole treasure hunting plot, but it’s incredibly played down. Here they are very normal teens whose drama stems from normal teen stuff. A lot of plot related things that do not match the show’s original plot will be revealed as the story goes along. And finally, this is going to be a mix of SMAU and regular written fanfiction because I couldn’t decide between the two, so I guess why not both ?

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𝗜𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗱𝘂𝗰𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗘𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗮 𝗕𝗹𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗲 - The eighteen year old and somewhat reluctant protagonist of the story. Commonly known by Leni, she only bares good memories of her time spent in the Outer Banks. Her mother and Rose Cameron are best friends or at least were until Leni and her family suddenly decided to move to Germany overnight, uprooting Leni’s entire life and forcing a brand new start. In order to keep some sense of normalcy, her mother - with a very heavy heart - decided to go forth with Rose's proposition and allow Leni to spend her summers in the US.

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𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗲𝘀: slight au / enemies to lovers / best friend's brother / she falls first he falls harder

[stickynotelovers-art]

UPDATE 1:

I'm closing commissions for the time being!

Nothing serious is happening, just want to do some updates to what's available for commission. I have some ideas on what to add and I want to take some time to determine the best ways to go about doing it.

It's a little under a month since I started commissions and I've learned a lot about how much time is put into it. I truly over-estimated myself on how quickly I can finish pieces.

I will probably just make a whole new post with the updated info on it.

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UPDATE 2:

In other news, I am, once again, stuck on Eventually chapter 4. Which by this point isn't really news and is more of a daily occurrence.

It's not a bad sort of stuck, mostly just trying to decide on how to go about doing part of it, but I also discovered a pretty major oversight on my part involving layout.

So, I don't know who remembers, but in the first chapter of Eventually there's a shot of Leo sleeping in the hospital bed. It very clearly shows his right arm in a cast (plus bandages I completely forgot about).

I completely blanked on which arm the IV would be attached to. I constantly reminded myself that his right arm is broken and in a cast but just totally overlooked that meant he couldn't have an IV attached to that arm.

Now, this was a definite whoopsie, but I caught it! (I'm also seeing as I'm typing this that the hospital bed does not match how I originally drew it, but that's a different-day-me's problem).

So, this is more of a tip I guess for people still learning 3D modeling.

Please, for your own sanity, save your shots as keyframes.

That means, instead of doing what I did, which was move the models and the camera around over and over again without being to get back to that layout if I changed it;

Have a default of the models as your first keyframe, where you leave them exactly as you positioned them originally

Make a new keyframe on the timeline and rearrange the models and cameras as you please

Rinse and repeat the 2nd step as many times as you need different shots

This will definitely save you from the hassle of having to go back and try to fix your shot and deal with maybe or maybe not getting it similar to what your original shot looked like.

Oh well, to make mistakes is to learn.

[exaflux]

BTAS characters early colour palettes

Contains palettes for: Batman, Bruce Wayne, Robin, Commissioner Gordon, Alfred, Harvey Dent, Summer Gleeson, Renee Montoya, Harvey Bullock, Mayor Hill, Riddler, Two-Face, Mr. Freeze, Poison Ivy, Scarecrow, Mad Hatter, Penguin, Catwoman, Joker

So I made a post earlier that covered stuff on the BTAS designs and art. Thing is, on the writer's bible for it, the character height charts also listed the colour palettes Like so:

Why is this interesting?

Because "PMS" are Pantone colours, and being Pantone colours they're all indexed. This means we can fill in the blanks on what the colours would have been intended to be, and because it's from a writer's bible these colours would have likely been from early in production.

So I spent some time filling in the blanks. Some palettes are hardly different, and some are very different.

Notes:

You'll notice many colours that look white on the final designs are listed as being grey-ish on these colour palettes. In reality, many of the colours that look "white" in BTAS as a whole are off-white and often appear lighter in the final product. Due to this, a lot of these colours will be listed as "off-white" here rather than grey, and these colours I'm not considering a major difference between what was and what we got.

I might be a bit out with my judgement on how colours have changed. Colour hues can change a lot due to technical reasons, and on top of that Pantone colours are intended to be seen in person. With that in mind I'm judging how the colours have changed by looking at which characters use same PMS numbers in their colours, judging how the colours look together on the designs here, and cross referencing BTAS screenshots.

The colours picked are all "Pantone U" colours, or colours intended for matte prints over anything glossy (Pantone C). There's hardly any difference between U and C colours I've noted other than C is slightly more saturated for the most part.

Colours for Batman and Robin are mostly the same. Robin has a more orange bodysuit. Bruce Wayne's suit is massively different from what we got- where he wears a brown blazer, black tie, yellow shirt and cream pants instead.

Gordon's belt is black instead of brown, the coat is a less saturated brown and his shirt is off-white instead of cream. Alfred is the same. Harvey has a grey tie and grey shoes instead of a red tie and black shoes. Summer had a belt, her blazer was more greenish than we got and her lipstick is leaning more on being orange than pink. *EDIT: Made an oopsie- forgot to colour Harvey's shirt. His colour palette here lists it as light blue. Also different from what we got.

Renee Rene has brighter lipstick on here and her uniform badges use a more desaturated yellow. Harvey formerly Harry had a brown tie on rather than red, his shirt is a deeper brown and his hat was the same shade of grey as his coat. Mayor hill is the same but his tie was brown instead of red.

Riddler's design seems to be unfinished here as he's completely missing his hair colour! His shirt is also a much lighter grey and the band on his hat is grey too instead of white. Two-Face is very different with hair the same as his blue skin tone and the white part of his suit was a light blue too. How this would have looked if we got this is unknown- perhaps in film format the blue would have look a lot lighter and whiter? Mr Freeze's main difference is in his dome and goggle colours, though his buckle changed from having white highlights to grey. Note: "PMS 272" (Riddler's mask/gloves colour and Freeze's gloves/boots) look more blue-purple on this palette sheet than what we got. However, this particular colour I've noticed always looks more like a purple-pink in the screenshots I'm cross referencing. As such, I'm assuming this looks different due to technical reasons or because they changed that colour across the board for all characters.

Three more designs that have changed in interesting ways. Ivy has a darker skin tone- in fact she's the only one out of these early palettes that uses a different skin colour that's natural. Which like... They tweaked a bunch of characters later to have more skin colour variety and decided to give Ivy the same skin colour as everyone else's early designs? Eh?? Nothing much else major has changed about her beyond that as far as I can tell. Scarecrow is massively different, but then BTAS kept changing his design anyway... He has not a lick of red on him, his head is yellow while his gloves aren't, his feet/shoes are a darker brown, his belt and cuff bands are completely different colours. Hatter is a strange one as always. His skin used the generic PMS 473 colour, his coat is a lighter shade (same colour as Renee's uniform), his shirt wasn't lime green, his pants looked to be a lighter blue and his gloves were going to be dark grey, the same shade as Bullock's coat.

Penguin's main difference is that his coat and tie were changed to black and not much beyond that. Catwoman hasn't changed. Joker's skin is blue for some reason (same blue that Two-Face's suit is on the right side) and I can only guess that it'd appear lighter when transferred to film. If this colour is actually what they used for his final palette is unknown, as his skin tone also ended up being an off-white in BTAS. Beyond that, his design used to have a cyan tie instead of the teal we got, and his eyes are white. Joker also uses the "PMS 272" colour for his suit, and just like with Riddler and Freeze, it ends up looking like a warmer purple colour in BTAS.

And that more or less covers all the characters featured in the writer's bible! On a related note, I stumbled across this picture of some official colour palettes of the characters:

(I know it's an image made for ants but I couldn't find a higher res)

Aaaaand I was worried I picked the colours completely wrong until I noticed these are all later versions of the character colours.

(Two-Face only has his flesh listed as blue, Riddler actually has his hair colour listed instead of just jumping straight to his eyes and other bits)

...Which means that not just was Scarecrow changed later in production, but so was Ivy! Her skin colour was changed last minute. For... Some reason. Looks like Hatter's skin colour and gloves were changed last minute too!

[flicklikesstuff]

“Maybe the flash was to blame. Or maybe it’s his shrunken state that gave the looming witch the illusion of being exactly 10 feet tall.

Whatever it was, it had flicked something within. Suddenly, he was no longer a lizard. Nor a great, powerful wizard. Not even “Rick Shades.”

He was a little Gourami.

Only 12 years old. Eyes wide and unobscured. Skin smooth from the lack of scars. But most of all, untainted by the horrors.

And unlike that little Gourami, he was entirely aware of what’s coming for them. He could warn the 12 year old. Maybe save them even. Tell her that continuing this approach is a bad, BAD, VERY TERRIBLY BAD IDEA!!

…

But he couldn’t.”

My inspiration pieces: :)

[onebizarrekai]

I finished in stars and time………

various reactions from a doc below… including my cursed mid-game theories. this game is very good at putting you in siffrin's shoes

[t4tadrienette]

I don't even want to be to harsh on Shinichi, because if I happened to see my crush friend 24/7 I also would forget that I'm technically not there and I'm supposed to talk to her, over the phone, because I'm supposedly somewhere else, and also have to ask her how things have been going, because I'm not supposed to know, yet again

[hobisexually]

I have so many problems with karamo but the s8 finale… he sees an asian woman who has severe trauma surrounding her father due to (some) asian culture(s) not allowing people to properly talk to their parents about their emotions or issues with them because that could be seen as disrespectful, oui? so she hasn’t spoken to him after her mother died and that is hard, yes?

and this man chooses to surprise her in the car (after making her cry) with an unannounced FaceTime call with said father, which forces her to immediately talk about why she’s upset with him after three years of not speaking??????? without being prepared, without knowing what to say to a stubborn elderly asian man who never learned to deal with his emotions and fucked up because of it? REALLY?

the LEAST he could have done was tell her in advance so she could write it down for herself and so she could be prepared

sure they talked. sure they made a start. but at what cost. what violence did this wreak on her for no reason. jesus CHRIST THIS MAN ANGERS ME SO MUCH

[capricioussun]

ohhh glitchfell???

Glitchfell!!! It's funny you mention that specifically, because originally it had just been to separate Dos specifically, but I've actually been developing it on its own on the back burner...

Dos is still sort of the star of the show, since, well, he’s the reason it's glitchfell. Dos is [REDACTED]. However, his creator made a fatal flaw when trying to fix a previous mistake and it completely fucked Dos' code. At first, it was just minor glitching and stat instability. But as he got older, and the attempts to fix the mistake only continued making it worse (sort of), by the time he was a young teen, the glitching was causing problems in the Main Code, so when a particularly bad episode hit, he unintentionally collapsed the timeline and threw himself to a "neighboring" au.

...or so he thought (and how I'd initially written it lol).

But I've been working with, at least an alternate "timeline", where the au didn't actually collapse when Dos was thrown. Rather, it became corrupted. It wasn't too bad at first, more like Glitchedswap, where there were new tics here and there, but things could continue on as normal.

Unfortunately though, a tree cannot grow from a severely damaged trunk. At least not well. The damage was done, and as time went on, the corruptions only continuously worsened. There's a good likelihood it would have collapsed on its own by the time Dos met Void, there's just no way an au like that could sustain itself after a point, but it's incredibly interesting to think about how far it could've fallen before that point, and if it's possible anyone from it could've been saved before then...

Or if anyone would've put them out of their misery before it got so bad.

[sskk-manifesto]

I used to think “I only watch bsd for Akutagawa” was a joke but I'm starting to believe it's not a joke anymore

[nemesis-is-my-middle-name]

something abt the way arthur and john both saw themselves in and projected on the s3/4 villains to an unhealthy degree but john's method of dealing with this was to extend arguably too much grace to yellow bc of his circumstances whereas arthur was like "you don't understand i NEED that guy deader than anyone has ever been dead before. it is absolutely crucial above all else that we destroy him. don't ask why."

[loderlied]

the clearer my vision gets for how gortash processes zeke the less i can describe it.

[astralleywright]

given ashton's specific issues, it's quietly tragic that they don't have someone on team uthodurn to specifically remember them, the way orym and laudna do. fearne goes to the wildmother shrine specifically to reach out to orym, and imogen- well, thoughts of laudna run through everything imogen does. fcg is ostensibly that person, for ashton, but they've known each other for significantly less time than fearne and orym or imogen and laudna, and fcg wasn't emotionally reliant on ashton in the same way. and fcg's had his hands full with meeting frida and all the new feelings coming with that, and maybe it's an intentional reflection of the fact that, as much as they care, fcg is a little self-absorbed, and also still very bad at processing and expressing their feelings.

but when frida asks if they ever had a person like frida has deanna, they mention dancer. which is- fcg was essentially a servant to dancer, she told him what to do. ashton's place in their life is much more parallel to deanna. and i think it makes sense for fcg to mention dancer, given their own issues and belief that someone else has to give them meaning (which is something that could be very interesting to explore in their relationship with frida!!), but. ashton's definitely gonna be worried sick about fcg when we eventually get to team ???, so seeing them apparently occupy fcg's thoughts so little is sad.

[chibishortdeath]

R.I.P Simon Belmont, he woulda loved the 80s 😔