#and as i later figured out. it made me Super uncomfortable to see a character who was visibly like me and also a girl

[vulpinesaint]

5 15 20 !!!

5 - favorite form of potato?

ooh okay told jules that it was scalloped potatoes when they asked so. taking this as an opportunity to name another one. my BASIC potato fave is tater tots for SURE. little slice of heaven right there. perfect addition to any meal, fulfills snacking urge cause they're so bite sized and delightful, they're like hashbrowns but you get a more consistent crispy to soft potato ratio... plus sonic (the restaurant. not the guy) has chili cheese tots that are like. disgusting but in an awesome way. you know. shout out american fast food i love to get chili cheese tater tots and a ridiculous grape slushy with fucking. nerds in it. meal to make your stomach churn but god if it isn't good

15 - rank the methods of death: freezing, burning, drowning

didn't look at the numbers you sent before i went to send you one in return and i think i immediately picked this same one 😭 um anyway. freezing is the best option for sure. the thing about burning and drowning is that it gives you time to Panic where if you freeze you could just go to sleep... i have always been a "make it quick" guy when it comes to imagining my own death. very consistent about Not wanting to drown or burn 😭

for the other two though. i think drowning is preferable because it is theoretically less painful. however burning is sexier. my final word on the matter

20 - favorite disney princess movie?

tee heeeeeeee sleeping beauty :3 i am a prince phillip boy and i think aurora's design is just gorgeous and i love the art style of the movie. i didn't actually watch it that often growing up i've only seen it two or three times but i do love it very much... just don't watch movies that often...

in terms of disney princess movies that i Did watch often as a kid cause we had them on vhs. mulan. i think we get the reasoning there skfgjh

weirdly specific and unrelated asks to know someone well :)

[allur1ngs]

✮ enflame ✮

TW: bada being too fine for her own good, a little bit of possessive!bada, lots of protective!bada, cold!bada (to anyone who isn't you), super brief mentions of violence, bada having beef w your bodyguard, pushy men, btw the picture to the farthest right is purely for aesthetics and not meant to represent reader’s skin tone or body type!!

SUMMARY: you manage to tear bada away from her work for an evening of shopping, where the soft spot she has for you is unveiled.

part iii. bloody knuckles

WC: 2.9k

A/N: read this for more background on this au. this is not exactly a part two to the headcanons but i got this idea out of nowhere so yeahhh

DISCLAIMER: all characteristics portrayed are purely speculation and fiction, they are not meant to reflect bada's actual character, values, or attitudes. please keep this in mind!!

From the moment Bada arose from her slumber, she sensed that her day would be draining. Usually, waking up before the sun had the chance to peak above the horizon wasn't difficult for her—so many years of doing so had made sleep fatigue all too familiar. However, last night, she stayed awake into the wee hours of the morning, something she typically tried to avoid.

So when her body starts to naturally wake up only a few hours later, she groans loudly into her pillow, squeezing her eyes shut and mentally cursing her past self for staying up so late.

Although all she wants is to stay in bed more than anything, she forces herself to rise from her plush king-sized bed and tosses the warm sheets aside.

Briefly, she turns around to gaze at the spot where she had just been lying when a thought strikes her. You must be asleep in your own bedroom. Curled up in a similar, large bed, a pocket of heat cradling your figure while your chest slowly rises and falls. Your eyes must be tightly shut, eyelashes fluttering as you fight to remain asleep despite the rays of sunlight that will soon begin to peek through your curtains. Your soft lips must be pursed together. Your lips...

Bada wishes you both shared the same bed. She wishes she hadn't been so courteous to buy you a new bed, comfortable sheets, and all the amenities you needed when you first arrived. She wishes instead that you were lying in her bed. She wishes she could wrap her arms around you, and pull you close whilst you slept. She wishes she could foster a beautiful heat between your two bodies. She wishes she could run her fingers across your skin--

Bada shakes her head, sighs loudly, and turns away sharply from her bed. She rubs her eyes as she makes her way over to her dresser, mumbling berating words under her breath for thinking of you in such a way. It's not appropriate and beyond that, those types of thoughts lead to feelings, which she does not--cannot have for you.

Bada's day seems to worsen after dressing herself in her usual attire, a freshly ironed black suit and slacks. The fabric touches her uncomfortably, and still feeling the edges of sleep mar her vision, everything is suddenly bothering her.

But the final nail in the coffin is when Lusher, one of Bebe's most trusted mafia members, walks into her office hours later, carrying a tray of breakfast.

Immediately looking up from the papers in front of her, Bada expects to see your lovely face greet her, but is met with Lusher's cheeky expression instead. She tries not to display her palpable disappointment, but concealing her feelings has never quite been her strong suit. Her mother had told her this many times when she was younger.

"Don't jump out of your seat in excitement, now." Lusher jokes, placing the breakfast tray on the desk.

Bada's lips tighten into a firm, thin line as she stares down at the food, feeling her hunger quickly escape her. "Thanks."

"I know I'm not who you wanted to see, but I can't lie, your disappointment hurts me." Lusher moves a hand to her chest, acting like she'd been wounded.

Bada sighs, shaking her head. "Why isn't she here this morning?"

"Still in bed, apparently." Lusher clasps her hands behind her back. "We found her asleep on the couches late last night. She must have been waiting for you to leave your office so she could wish you a good night, but ended up falling asleep out of exhaustion."

The butterflies that dance in Bada's stomach internally, are a stark contrast to the disapproving expression she wears externally. "I've told her many times not to wait up for me. It's not healthy to be staying up so late."

Lusher sighs dramatically. "You're telling me. How many times have I asked you to head to bed earlier?"

"That's different." Bada denies while picking up her golden ink pen and continuing to write. "I have work to do. Waiting so late into the morning just to wish me a good night is..."

"Sweet? Incredibly kind, and definitely a testament to how endearing your fiancée is?"

Bada clicks her tongue in annoyance. "What are you still doing here? Don't you have something better to do than bothering me?"

"You know there's nothing I like more than bothering you." Lusher shoots back with a sly smile.

Bada tried to continue working, she really did. She attempted to push through filling out papers, even though her wrist was screaming at her to take a break. However, come midday, she was already fed up.

Ruffling her hair and groaning loudly, Bada stands up from her table, the chair she'd been sitting out whining loudly against the floor. She wastes no time in shuffling to the door, grabbing the handle, and pulling it open.

Right when she does, she catches a flash of your figure walking down the hall toward her, your bodyguard only a few paces behind you. As her gaze connected with yours, she felt as if the world transformed, shifting from monochrome sketches to vibrant watercolor paintings

"Oh." You speak first, an easy smile finding your lips. "Good afternoon, Bada."

"Good afternoon." She greets back, trying her damnedest not to sound overjoyed at your presence. "Were you coming to see me?"

"I was." You nod. "I just wanted to let you know I'm planning on going to the mall."

"Are you now?" Bada says absentmindedly, her hand coming up to clutch at her tie and loosen it. The fabric suddenly feels much too tight around her neck.

"Yes..." You trail off, your eyes taking in how Bada's pale and lithe fingers grab at her tie and jostle it around, making it dangle a bit messily across her collarbones. Such a simple action should not be so attractive, no--it shouldn't. It's really ridiculous how easy it is for your fiancée to be so naturally alluring.

"That sounds nice." She hums. "Are you looking to buy something in particular?"

"No, not really." You shake your head. "I'm really just going to look around, and not stay at home all day."

Home. Bada's heart warms at you calling the mansion you both reside in your home. Although it technically is, it's different for you to perceive it as such. It means you feel comfortable here, with her--living with her--

"You should come with me." Your voice brings Bada out of her stupor, her eyes immediately finding yours.

Her mouth opens and closes dumbly, a clear look of shock painted across her face. She tries to quickly gather her bearings, half-heartedly muttering out, "I--I wish I could, but I have a lot of work to do--"

"Bada, all you do is work," you remark, crossing your arms over your chest. She has to force herself not to think about how cute you look doing so. "You deserve to have some downtime. Even if it is only for a few hours."

She stands there, still a bit shell-shocked, staring at you before her eyes shift to the figure behind you, finding your bodyguard, who is trying very hard to conceal her amused smile behind a shaky hand.

Bada's gaze turns icy as she eyes down your bodyguard, prompting the subordinate to immediately turn away and dispel her smile. "All right. I'll come with you."

"Wait, really?" You awe, your eyes going wide and your smile growing. "I didn't think you'd actually say yes."

"Well, you're right. I do need a break. At the rate I'm working at now, I'll never do anything productive by the end of the day." Bada admits with a tired smile. "Are you ready to go, then?"

"Yes." You begin to nod, but your smile slowly turns into a frown. "But you should change into different clothing."

For the second time that day, Bada is left surprised by your boldness. "Change? Why?"

"Don't you want to wear something other than a suit for once?" You ask innocently. "It seems... stuffy to be in it all day."

"Stuffy." She laughs breathily. "I guess you're right." Bada looks between you and your bodyguard. "Will you be all right to wait for me?"

"Of course." You smile.

"Great." She smiles back.

When Bada comes back, she isn't wearing her usual black suit. And although you'd been the one to suggest it, you're not quite ready for how amazing she looks in casual clothing.

A black leather jacket is draped over her shoulders, with slick white lines running down the sleeves and across the chest. She has paired the jacket with matching black leather pants and a black shirt.

In that moment, you want to scream at whatever higher power exists for making your fiancée so unfairly attractive. How were you supposed to act normal around her when her mere presence makes you hot below the collar?

Well, despite your internal struggles you give her a compliment before you're off to the mall, hopping into a sleek black sports car and speed away.

Your first destination in the large mall is a relatively luxurious clothing store. You can't lie; you had wanted to go into the store since you passed it on one of your trips to the mall without Bada, but you were too intimidated to enter. However, now, with her by your side, you feel much more comfortable stepping into the expensive store.

Approaching the door, your bodyguard begins to step forward, about to open the door for you like she always does, but Bada is quicker. She grabs onto the handle and opens the door, stepping aside to make room for you to walk in.

You look at her and smile while mumbling a soft thank you, to which she gives you a small smile back and nods. Your bodyguard begins to walk in after you, but again Bada is faster and enters the store, letting the door swing closed behind her. It almost hits your bodyguard in the face, making her flinch back and sigh.

"Keep a look out from there," Bada tells her sternly through the glass doors.

"Yes, Boss," your bodyguard begrudgingly mumbles back, understanding that this is payback for teasing your fiancée earlier.

Bada turns back around, her eyes easily finding you in the small crowd of people. You're looking around the store with wide eyes, a smile gracing your lips as you observe the embellished clothing around you. She smiles fondly to herself, finding every expression of yours much too cute for your own good.

However, before she can make her way to you, the familiar sound of a voice greets her from behind. Turning around, she finds In-Su, one of her business partners and the owner of the clothing store. Greeting him back, an air of professionalism immediately envelops her as she begins to engage in conversation with him

Meanwhile, you're in your own personal heaven. The clothing you've been browsing is exactly your style, and despite the high prices, you know you can afford it all, thanks to the black credit card Bada had gifted you.

A few minutes later, your hands are already starting to get full as you reach to pull another article of clothing from the rack when you suddenly feel a firm force push into your side, causing you to lose your balance and almost fall to the floor. making you lose your balance and almost fall to the floor. Thankfully, you manage to steady yourself before you do, huffing while turning to your right to see what--or more accurately who--had bumped into you.

"Excuse me." A well-dressed man stands a few feet away from you, his lips forming a snobbish frown.

Despite your irritation, you instinctively apologize. "Oh, sorry--"

"It's fine." He cuts you off, eyeing you up and down. "You should be careful where you stand."

Internally, you scoff at the man, but externally, you only mumble another half-hearted apology before turning away and walking down another aisle.

"Have I seen you before?" The man follows after you.

"I don't think so." You answer back flatly, trying to ignore him and busy yourself by flipping through pairs of jackets.

"I swear I've seen you before. I never forget the face of a beautiful woman."

This time, you're unable to control your expression and outwardly cringe. Is this random man who bumped into you flirting with you right now? After acting so rude?

You say nothing to him in response, choosing to completely ignore him instead.

"You know, when someone compliments you, it's common courtesy to say thank you."

Now you're starting to get increasingly anxious. You don't feel brave enough to confront the man, but he doesn't seem to understand that you're not interested and clearly uncomfortable with his advances.

Taking your silence in offense, the man scowls before grabbing your wrist rather roughly, making you drop all the clothing you'd been holding, and twists you around to face him.

You gasp at his painful hold, attempting to break away from him but unable to due to the sheer strength of his grip. "Let me--" you begin, but the words die in your mouth upon seeing someone standing behind him.

The man, who had been staring you down, notices the shift in your expression and suddenly becomes aware of a very strong presence behind him. He turns around, still gripping your wrist, and comes face to face with a scarily calm Bada Lee.

"Do you need something?" He snaps at her dumbly.

Bada stares down at him with steely eyes, her expression so devoid of emotion you're almost terrified for him. "I believe I should be asking you that question. Is there a reason why you're touching my fiancée?"

The man looks between you and Bada, scoffing disapprovingly. "Tch, she didn't tell me she was engaged."

"Even if she wasn't, in what world would it be appropriate to touch a woman who clearly isn't interested in your pathetic advances like that?" She asks rhetorically, her voice rising with every syllable. Clearly, her anger was getting to her.

The man grits his teeth, feeling his ego bruise because not only is Bada embarrassing him, but she's also easily intimidating him with her presence. "Hey, just who do you think you are?" He raises his voice to match hers.

"I think the real question is," Bada takes a step closer, leaving hardly any space between her and him, "who the fuck do you think you are?"

In that moment, the man's entire demeanor shifts. He turns to look around the store, finding every shopper, worker, and even the store owner staring back at him, eyebrows furrowed, and eyes set into firm glares. Some of them have their hands in their pockets or are grabbing something hidden next to them. His face pales, and looking back at Bada, her face starts to become familiar. He hadn't recognized her out of her normal formal attire, but now--

He gulps, quickly letting go of your wrist like your skin burned him and steps away from you both, his posture shrinking. He starts to make his way toward the exit, attempting to ignore the stares of everyone in the store but is stopped before he can make it out.

"And where do you think you're going?" Bada's hardened voice echoes through the store, making the man freeze in his spot, his entire body going rigid.

Bada's footsteps slowly approach him from behind again and stop just shy of him.

"You made her drop her clothing."

The man turns around, avoiding eye contact with Bada and finding your eyes instead. He's about to mumble an apology when she speaks up again.

"Pick it up." She demands flatly.

The man stays still in his spot, shocked and embarrassed. But clearly, he didn't move fast enough for Bada's liking, because he feels himself get shoved in your direction, almost falling onto his face.

"Do it. Now." She says, her voice bordering on yelling.

Immediately, the man throws himself onto the floor, scrambling to pick up every article of clothing he made you drop. He does so as quickly as possible, then stands up, about to pass you the clothing, when he feels Bada's unwavering gaze bore into him and decides it's in his best interest not to touch you anymore, so he carefully drapes the clothes across your arms.

He turns back to face Bada, approaching her with a cold sweat.

"Hold on." She stops him yet again. "You bumped into her, didn't you?"

"I--" He tries to explain himself but is cut off.

"Apologize."

This time, the man wastes no time in fulfilling her demands. He turns to you, apologizing profusely while shaking like a leaf. You're unable to even think about accepting his apologies before he practically runs to the store doors, throws them open, trying to leave the mall. But as always, Bada is ten steps ahead.

She nods at your bodyguard, who grabs onto the man's suit with little effort, turns him around, and punches him straight in the gut.

Bada then steps in front of you, blocking you from seeing what your bodyguard is doing to the man. Her hands grab the clothing from your arms, relieving you of their weight before slinging them across her right shoulder. She then gently holds your wrist up to her eyes, the ice behind them shifting to a warm and caring glow.

"Does it hurt?" She asks softly.

You feel your body turn to mush at the attention she gives you. "A little."

Bada sighs, leans in, and places her soft lips against your wrist, kissing it with a reverence and sweetness everyone besides you is surprised to see.

It's clear to everyone that the ice around Bada's heart melts only for you.

enflame: to excite to excessive or uncontrollable action or feeling

[coolshadowtwins]

SVSSS fanfic that I will never write-

LBH post canon accidently goes back in time. How? I don’t know, it isn’t important. If I had to pick a stupid reason, then in PIDW had a storyline where LBH went back in time to a wife’s past to like… learn more about her? To help her in the trauma? IDK but what I do know is that Peerless Cucumber would have ranged for hours about Airplane adding in the concept of time travel and then doing nothing else’s with it.

And guess who the subject of the wife plot is now??? That’s right- SQQ. Except the wife plot took the body and not the soul, and now Binghe is back during SJ’s disciple days.

LBH somehow, as the main character, manages to convince the peak lords of the time that he’s of Qing Jing! He is, really! He really laid on the charm here.

Previous Sect leader: I don’t know if I believe you, but since you look like such a polite young man-

LBH gets escorted away to a room by the head disciple. And who is the head disciple of the sect leader peak??? It’s Yue Qi, sad and depressed and lifeless because LBH managed to find himself in the period of time where YQY thinks SJ is dead!

LBH: I want to meet my young Shizun. Shen Qingqiu- Shen Jiu I think now?

YQY: …. Xiao Jiu is dead?

LBH: Maybe in the future for like five years but not right now!! He’s my super awesome Shizun! …. Do you want to drop everything to go look for him?

YQY: Oh boy, do I!!!

So the two bounce from the sect with no warning, looking Shen Jiu. Luckily, now knowing that he is alive and didn’t die in the fire, it’s pretty easy to follow the line of gossip that follows WY and SJ. And of course, the entire time, LBH is praising his Shizun.

Now, he hasn’t said that he was married to his Shizun. He didn’t want to spoil that just yet! He’ll reveal that to his younger Shizun himself when they find him. But until then, he can still tell YQY how awesome his Shizun is, and how nice, and how close he was to SQH and LQG and even to YQY himself! (That last one was a bit of a fib, of course. SQQ was always a little uncomfortable around the sect leader. But YQY was eating all of this up, being so happy that his childhood friend was so happy and well liked, and well…. It was only a small fib)

They finally catches up with them, and quickly dealing with the other guy, YQY and SJ have a nice reunion, having both think the other was dead! And of course, it was incredibly clear that YQY had been looking for SJ this whole time, which does wonders for his abandonment issues. SJ may yell at YQY for leaving the sect so suddenly and risking everything just for him, but on the inside, he is bursting for joy, trust me.

LBH is not bursting for joy. Like, at all. He had been so excited to see his Shizun but young and now that he’s here…. Something inside of him and screaming that this wasn’t his Shizun.

He had no reason to believe that. This was very clearly SQQ at 14~. But of course, he’s the 200 IQ protagonist and figures it out quickly that his wonderful Shizun/husband took over his body when LBH was 14 and that this was his shitty Shizun that made his early years in the sect awful.

He’s fully ok with that. If his husband needs to possess another man to be with him, than who is LBH to judge? Only the best body for him! The problem is, of course, that he has spent the entire trip over ranting to YQY about how good of a teacher SQQ was to him, and now YQY is excitedly telling everything he said to SJ. LBH can’t just…. Back track now! That would be weird, and if they think that someone will possess SJ later, then what if his husband never shows up??

So he goes along with it. It isn’t hard- he doesn’t hate SJ, not like PIDW him would. He was only under him for three years~ and a lot of what happened to him was still being justified in his head. So it’s just… whatever, to him at that point. He confirms what YQY had been saying, spins a charismatic lie to the sect about why they left and how GREAT SJ will be as a disciple in the future, and then he leaves. Just, fades away in front of everyone.

And now this is SJ’s life. He thinks he’s a good Shizun in the future, even if he can’t stand kids. He think that he becomes friends with SQH and LQG, which is oddly hard to do?? LQG angrily wants to fight him every time he sees him, which is super annoying, and SJ is 88% sure that SQH is talking to demons but, you know. If another version of him managed to become their friend without future knowledge, then he has to do it now! He has a head start on the race here, no way is he losing it!

He does become friends with them, and is still incredibly close to YQY as they grow up. He’s still… him, but his major heart demons- the abandonment by his Qi-Ge and being unsafe even in the sect- aren’t there anymore. He even manages to be an ok Shizun to a young LBH, somehow. He’s pretty sure that he’s sucking at that, btw, because the little brat gets on his nerves when they are in the same room for more than five minutes, but he’s being mostly polite! He had to wonder what the other version of him did to get such a glowing review from the future version of his disciple, because it has to be more than this.

Ironically, because I think it’s funny, this is the timeline that our LBH finds himself back in. The time travel was always meant to be a stable one timeline kinda thing, so anything he changed in the past affected the future. I imagine in PIDW that LBG didn’t do much of anything but maybe comfort his future wife, for Airplane’s fear of making a confusing paradox for himself. But this Binghe? Oh no, he did so much!

Because he saved SJ some heart demons, and helped him make friends despite his trauma, he’s not as prone to Qi divinations! Which means that he didn’t have a fatal one when LBH was 14! Which means when LBH gets back to his time after all of that, he takes one look at his ‘Shizun’ and knows that this isn’t his husband. Which means that his husband never possessed SJ!

He’s horrified, and spends a whole day moping around the peak, trying to think of ways to fix this. He has just gotten himself worked up to go and do something drastic when NYY finds him.

NYY: There you are!! Shen-Shidi has been looking for you all day!

LBH: H-huh?

NYY: Why are you moping around, huh? Did you and Shen-Shidi have a fight? Don’t worry! He’s your husband, I know he’ll forgive you-!

LBH: WHAT.

And that’s how he learns that while he isn’t married to his Shizun in this timeline, he is married to his Shixiong, Shen Yuan! Shen Yuan, who got shoved in Willy nilly when the system realized that SJ wasn’t going to die when he was supposed to.

There’s probably some sequel where LBH has to fake that he has memories of what happened in this timeline, which I imagine is somewhat close to Svsss? The system was still running around, even if a major player has changed. And LBH would just be so bad at faking it in front of two people and two people only- SJ and SY.

SY: Binghe, don’t you remember our first date? :)

LBH: …It wasn’t the water prison!

SY: ….that statement is correct but also the wrong answer.

And

SJ: Beast, you’re not coming to this Immortal Convenance. Don’t you remember meber what happened last time?

LBH: …. You didn’t push me into the endless abyss?

SJ:… That statement is wrong and I was also going for the HHP tag alongs you obtained.

[the-squeege]

I’ve been a huge fan of Glass Scientists for… what’s it been like… 7 years? Something like that.. anyway I’m super happy to see it getting more recognition AND EVEN GETTING PUBLISHED??? I got volume 2 the other day and in reading the after words about Jasper I figured I HAD to draw him and talk about why he is SO important to me and why I’m so thankful he exists the way he does. There’s so much else I could say about this series and how much I adore it and how important it is to me but for here I’m just gonna focus on Jasper and why he is so incredibly important to me.

also please go read the glass scientists if you haven’t already it’s SO GOOD

It’s.. not something I talk a lot about but to anybody who pays attention to me on here, it’s probably pretty obvious that I’m trans. Or maybe not. My best friends didn’t know for like 2 years until I made a joke about taking my t shots lol.

When I first started reading glass scientists I didn’t know I was trans. And ultimately this isn’t really a story of how I found out, to be completely blunt it kinda just happened and I’m like yeah, I’m way more comfortable this way, this is just who I am.

After coming to terms with being trans, I found a lot of comfort in many of the characters in Glass Scientists. Over the years something really resonated with me more and more about Jasper.. I always appreciated how yeah, he’s a guy and he’s also soft! And sweet! And I know how much of a walking talking trans man stereotype I am but it felt so nice to see a male character acting and feeling the way I do, bad posture and all.

A few years later and the pages where Jasper talks about being trans drop and HOOH BOY

Everything in these few pages just felt so real and personal to me. Like I had lived this experience of coming out before, as it’s something I and many other trans folk have had to do over and over again. The way Jasper talks about his journey, the way Rachel sees him and the way that the story just continues on with Jasper just.. being who he is. Especially in a world with almost no transmasc representation in media???? This was MONUMENTAL for me. I didn’t really know it was possible to be so seen and so understood in a piece of media.

The real kicker was Rachel’s line about how Jasper must have been so uncomfortable. As someone who’s been lucky enough to have a lot of support, and a loving partner who has been nothing short of incredibly kind and patient and understanding, that line just. I dunno it makes me tear up a little (a lot) every time I read it. That understanding and acknowledgment in those few little words means the world to me.

I wanted to write this out and be a lil vulnerable here after reading how Sage was worried about their portrayal of Jasper. Idk if they’d ever see this, but I wanted to get it out there that as a trans man myself, Jasper is perfect. I’m so thankful that Jasper exists in the story as he does, and that so much love and care went into portraying him. I get the same feeling reading that scene with Rachel and Jasper as I’ve had being comforted by friends and family. It’s so personal and touching. Thank you for writing Jasper the way he is <3

[passer-ine]

Back on my Razia's Shadow brainrot haha. Thinking about making it into a comic! I'd love to expand the story and characters! These are the designs I have for it so far!

I'm also so so sleepy as I'm writing this, did my best on the alt, but pls let me know if I messed smthn up w it!

Some notes on the designs!

O the Scientist:

I based the halo off of an antique brass solar system model! I also added thin little strands because sewing is a theme w him a lot, and wanted to show that a little. Sort of Loop ISAT inspired for design haha. Also the vibes of those super whacky clay figures. But I also wanted to lean into the scientist part, so he's a walking solar system model lmao. I also cannot not give guys tails. It's an addiction. He never opens his other two eyes.

Barayas the Spider:

I REALLY wanted to balance the vibrant colors of the puppet, while keeping the canon "dinky brownish" look. I'm really happy with it!! I didn't have room to draw pedipalps w out cluttering too much, so they're under his scarf. He gets a silly little evil look. Also, not shown here, but my sister recommended a pattern on his abdomen that looks like a larger face, so I'll have to draw that in the future.

Nidria:

Her colors are late sunset, dusk inspired. I also wanted her design to really contrast Ahrima's in a fun way. All the angels are like dolls, just different kinds. Her wings can fold to look like different kind of skirts. Also, I don't actually know if that's feathered hair, or a feathered hood. Both probably. I like the mystery tbh. She also has a sort of wide feather tail. You can kind of see it. The line patterns on her clothes are stitches.

Ahrima:

His bangs are wings, and can move like them probably. He gives me vibes of those cloth dolls filled with sand. His colors are inspired after a late afternoon/early evening sky. Well, the green is more the trees the sky stands against, but that's still part of the beauty. His torso is made with the same segmented material Nidria has.

Toba the Tura:

Her color is deep midnight to me. Her vibes are inspired by the spirits in Guillermo Del Toro Pinocchio, old marble statues, and a little bit of Ordona from Twilight Princess. Those kind of vibes, you know? Anyways. This design did actually take off from the puppet one, and just shifted over time to this. Also Toba is he/she pronouns to me. The horns are meant to be like a halo, because I love making haloes out of things that are not haloes lmao. Also, I didn't draw it, but I usually give him a staff. She can stand on her hind legs, but it's a little tricky and uncomfortable, so he uses his staff to stand upright. Usually though? She just walks on all fours.

I also forgot to draw Gargul here, there wasn't rly room anyways. So he'll come later. Also, also, these designs don't reflect size. O can hold Ahrima in his hands. With Toba sitting as he is in the drawing, Ahrima and Nidria would probably come up to eye level. Toba's full height is fuckin big. Barayas is large for a spider, but small compared overall to everyone else. He'd be about the size of a small backpack to Ahrima, just enough that he could sit on his back and perch on his shoulder.

[jazzy-dreamer]

MAJOR JENTRY CHAU SPOILERS

I love JCVTU and think it’s written super well and the story is so good and the visuals are ✨chefs kiss✨ etc etc etc but goD DAMN IT WAS THERE A CHARACTER THAT WAS COMPLETELY BUTCHERED. If it wasn’t already obvious who I’m talking about, I’m talking about Kit. He was by far the most complex, interesting and heart breaking character in the entire show. He had SO MUCH POTENTIAL only for him to DIE possibly one of the most underwhelming and unnecessary deaths. I completely get that him dying was the shows way of redeeming him or something, but instead of letting the audience figure that out, the scene went the “tell don’t show” route and have Kit literally tell Jentry “I did this for you”

Please for the love of god can shows and movies STOP IT WITH THE REDEEMING A MAJOR VILLAIN BY THEM SACRIFICING THEMSELVES FOR THE MAIN CHARACTER 🙏

Kipo And The Age Of The Wonderbeasts did it. She Ra And The Princesses Of Power did it. And all at the very end of the show aswell. And they were all so undeserved and unsatisfying. It feels like such a cheap and easy way to redeem villains and I hate it every freakin’ time. What’s the point in redeeming them if we don’t get to see what comes of them afterwards? How they change and grow? How they and their prior enemies interact and feel about each other now? Do they fully accept the consequences of their actions and everything that comes with it? There’s so, so many possibilities and ideas that can come from redeeming a villain, but if they die. They freakin die. Can’t do much if they’re dead.

I seriously think we could’ve had the same outcome if maybe Kit isn’t killed but still severely injured and maybe somehow made disabled for the rest of his life. Kit can still “redeem” himself by sacrificing himself, and Jentry can still feel guilty and like she’s responsible for what happened to him.

This is all my thoughts on Kit’s death and why I personally think it was a stupid decision. But other than that, his sudden character shift a little later in the season was extremely weird and extremely uncomfortable. Kit can be flawed and clingy. He can have trouble with understanding how relationships have to be mutual in love and respect. He can be jealous and self conscious. But for some reason, the writers decided to make him a FREAKING STALKER. He more or less THREATENED JENTRY when she said no to him. He pinned her against a WALL. I love characters that can say or do unexpected things and surprise the audience, but this felt unexpected in a bad way. If his weird stalkery obsession with Jentry was implied more through the show, then okay maybe- But it wasn’t. It just happened. And I know many abusers and manipulators have multiple sides to them and can have sudden personality shifts. But something about the way Kit was written and presented didn’t feel like that. I really hope I’m explaining this correctly djhdkdhdj

CONCLUSION: Kit is my absolute favourite character in the show but he was a complete waste of potential and it actually kind of seriously ruins the show for me. I’m currently rewatching it and every scene with Kit all I can think about is “This is pointless” and how he’s gonna unnecessarily die in the end. I still love this show and absolutely recommend it, but goddddddd-

[bones4thecats]

Champa🧨fluff?

DBS! Champa Fluff Quote ; "Why Them?"

Character: Champa (Dragon Ball Super) Requester: 🧨Anon A/N: You are now 🧨Anon. Now, enjoy <3 ⚠️ Spoilers/Trigger Warnings for: Pure fluff for our chonky god of destruction ⚠️ P.S: The Reader is like Champa (a cat), but is based on a Birman

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🧨 You and Champa had been together for many years, about 2 million to be exact. How have you lived so long? You may be asking. Well, you were blessed with immortality and forever youth by Zen'o, who began to see you as a motherly-figure centuries prior and wanted you to be by his side forever

🧨 You were by no means as powerful as the young Omni-King, but you could pack a punch with your shapeshifting and time-manipulation abilities. And that was one thing that Champa admired about you, your strength

🧨 When he first asked you out, you were shell-shocked. You were close to many of the Gods, creation or destruction, but you never expected that one would like you in any way beyond the friend-zone

🧨 Due to the shock and uncertainty, you said you would go out with him, but it was not the start of a relationship. You wanted to make sure that your feelings were aligned with his own, to which he was fine with

🧨 Champa had taken you to get something to eat back in his universe, Universe 6. You found the universe to be sad and beautiful looking in a unique mix, and the people who made you both your food were happy that they did well. They didn't want their planet destroyed because of a mishap...

🧨 He doesn't admit it, but he acts a lot like Beerus in his own ways. Such as; they do not like it when their S/O is not happy, it makes them either uncomfortable (due to not comforting others in the past) or they panic because of said issue

🧨 Speaking of Beerus, it was a very fun first meeting. And I mean that

🧨 Champa had mentioned the other cat many times, to which you always smiled and swayed your tail in interest. You weren't that close to Beerus, he was more of a loner out of the other Destruction Gods, but, with Champa's help, you wanted to get to know the purple feline

🧨 You both had arrived in Universe 7, and you were overjoyed to see Goku and his oldest son, Gohan. They both grew up in such horrible situations, and witnessed so many tragedies, but that didn't stop them from being good people, which you admired so much

🧨 Your boyfriend was not amused to see how close you were to the two, so, in his natural jealous-state, he was walked up behind you and hugged you from behind. Smiling as your ears puckered up and your pupils went from wide to normal as he nuzzled into your neck

"Wait-wait-wait! Are you guys?!" Goku asked, a giddy jump coming out.

"You'd be correct. But don't tell Beerus yet, we'll tell him later." You replied, feeling Champa nod in your neck as you chuckled.

"Your secret is safe with us, right Dad?" Gohan asked, looking at Goku, whom just nodded and smiled before running off to his daughter-in-law, Videl, and granddaughter, Pan.

🧨 The rest of the day went well, even when Beerus and Whis arrived, which made you feel more at ease, but felt more anxiety settle in your mind

🧨 Champa had told you that he was going to speak with his brother alone, saying it was more of a brother-to-brother thing to explain. To which you nodded and continued to play around with Pan

🧨 Beerus was laying in a hammock that was set up by the shade when he heard his brother approaching him. He opened his eyes and sighed, sitting up to ask his brother what he wanted

"I just wanted you to know what me and Y/N stand at. You are my brother... somehow..."

"I should be saying that. And if it's that you're dating, I know. Goku wouldn't stop raving about it earlier."

"That little- wait. You're not mad?"

"I don't really care, to be honest. But, I need to ask you one thing."

"What?"

"Why them?"

🧨 Looking over at you as you picked Pan up and tossed her in the air towards Piccolo, who was waiting to catch her and toss her up to Goku then back down and up again in a telephone-game set-up

"Why anyone else when they exist?"

[oddzo]

I’m excited to finally be able to share my drawing of my favorite Camp Camp X Gravity Falls crossover idea! :D

A long string of my thoughts regarding the crossover under the pics, you have been warned lol

It’s crazy to me that despite all the jokes that Harrison looks like a human Bill Cipher there is absolutely no fanart (that I have found) of him interacting with any of the Pines.

Yeah there’s art of him with Bill, but the Pine’s family are the ones that have trauma from him and therefore would have the best reaction.

Just imagine them meeting the one kid that not only looks like someone possessed by Bill but also does real honest to god magic and has an affinity for fire!

With how much shit the Pine’s have dealt with it wouldn’t be a stretch for them that Bill came back as a kid. They’d probably assume Harrison was being possessed or something.

Harrison especially looks like Bipper so I’d imagine he’d be especially unsettling to Dipper and Mabel. (Probably gonna draw him and Mabel interacting next)

Dipper immediately being super suspicious of Harrison and doing that stalking thing he does to try and figure him out. Dipper seeing Harrison make a mistake with his magic that makes him not look great and Dipper just freaking out more.

Mabel being uncomfortable with Harrison but trying her hardest to be nice to him because he hasn’t actually done anything yet. Becoming friends when she realizes that Harrison is just a kid and not anything like Bill personality and morality wise.

Harrison enjoyed coloring in that one episode so she could probably get him to do art with her. They’d have so much fun with him showing her his magic tricks, he’d be so happy someone is genuinely interested. His magic would probably improve with the encouragement she would give him.

Mabel being reminded of Bipper whenever Harrison gets a bit arrogant. The thought goes away pretty quickly though cause he usually gets humbled really quickly and just accepts it lol

Ford also immediately being suspicious of Harrison but not doing anything rash yet until he can test him. Losing his shit the first time Harrison does magic in front of him.

Someone on here posted a mini fic thing where they said Ford almost dropkicked Harrison the first time he does magic and I love that (I’ll look for the post later and tag it here) Edit: here’s the link! https://www.tumblr.com/the-sprog/659871894550577153/i-just-had-an-idea-could-you-imagine-a-crossover

Stan giving Harrison the benefit of the doubt but keeping a close eye on him whenever he interacts with one of the twins. Not outright hostile to him but not exactly kind either.

Stan somehow finding out about how Harrison accidentally made his brother disappear and immediately noticing the similarities to what happened with him and Ford. He probably gains a bit of a soft spot for Harrison after and gives him pointers on random things, probably a few pep talks.

Oh also I know it’s just a difference in the two art styles but CC characters tend to have more yellow sclera and oval pupils/irises and it really doesn’t help Harrison’s case lmao

I can keep going but this post is already really long so I’ll stop for now haha 😅

[maochira]

Hallo Mao o⁠(⁠(⁠*⁠^⁠▽⁠^⁠*⁠)⁠)⁠o

Can I get Kenyu x demon!reader and Niko x angel!reader

And then like a scenario on how they surprise reader who really likes flower language HEHEHEHEHE

Anyway, I super duper love ur event!!! It kinda reminds me of my obsession with gacha life where I loved watching the cliche demons fall in love with angels, it made me so excited because it's like enemies to lovers or like forbidden love ldkgxgkxjgxjt (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄

Hope you have a good day/night and week ahead (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧

Hehe thank you <33 I love this event very much I'll definitely bring it back (or something similar) at some point in the future!

Regular requests are open, event requests are closed

Tags: gn!demon!reader x Yukimiya Kenyu / gn!angel!reader x Ikki Niko

Kenyu Yukimiya

First meeting

Yukimiya didn't know he was subconsciously manifesting a demon companion this entire time. This evening, he returns to his home only to find you cluelessly walking around the kitchen, trying to find something to eat. "Who... Who are you?" You jump in surprise when Yukimiya speaks and turn around to face him. He picked up a knife from a nearby counter. "Uhm... I'm (Y/N)...?" - "And what are you doing here?" You blink a few times, a little confused at Yukimiya's question. "Didn't you call for me?"

General headcanons

-it took Yukimiya a bit to get used to you, but after two weeks suddenly out of nowhere you became the best friends to ever exist

-but Yukimiya also quickly learned how easy you are to irritate. He always tries his best to keep you in a calm state and tries to make you feel comfortable all the time

-as much as he's curious about your horns, wings and tail, he's too afraid to ask if he can touch them. He's afraid that would make you feel uncomfortable so he doesn't even ask (you'd probably allow him to touch a little, though)

How you fell in love with each other

Although is took Yukimiya a while to get used to you, once he gained complete trust in you, he started falling for you. He always felt a little embarrassed about the fact that he fell for a demon he accidentally manifested, so he didn't confess to you. It took a few months until you started crushing on Yukimiya, but you told him very quickly after realizing what your feelings are. And that's when you started dating!

Bonus drabble (after you started dating)

For a while now, Yukimiya has thought about giving you a special present. He really wants to show you how much he appreciates you staying with him, and he also wants to express his love to you in a special way. Today, he comes home a little later than usually - which already got you worried - because he spent over an hour at the local flower shop, trying to figure out which flowers to buy for you. "Where have you been, it's so la-" You immediately stop talking when you see the flower bouquet in your boyfriend's hands. "For me?-" - "For you."

Ikki Niko

First meeting

Niko recently started watching an anime about angels and demons, which he finished just now in the middle of the night. He's sad about the anime being over, and at the same time he wishes he'd have an angel friend like the main character. That's why he tries the same summoning ritual like in the first episode, hoping it's going to work in real life as well. And it does! A part of him didn't expect it to actually work, so he jumps in surprise when he sees you for the first time.

General headcanons

-as an angel, you should be the clingier one. But no, it's Niko. And of course you don't mind that at all. You could talk to him for hours and hours and never get tired of it

-at first, Niko was only talking to you about anime. But after a bit he started getting more comfortable so now he talks to you about anything that's on his mind. You're the person he trusts the most

-Niko really loves how fluffy the feathers of your wings are. Even though it's normal, he gets terrified whenever one falls out and one time he even tried to glue it back on your wing

How you fell in love with each other

Niko started crushing on your very early, probably a few days into living with you. But he was always embarrassed about it, so he didn't want to tell you. But he was always blushing and when you asked about that, he had to twll you the truth. But luckily, you already felt the same way.

Bonus drabble (after you started dating)

Niko always appreciated the way you listen to him ramble about anime he likes. But he realized he didn't even know what kind of interests you have. When he finally asked you about it, he was very surprised to find out it's flower language. He secretly did a lot of research on flowers so one day, he surprised you with a special flower bouquet consisting of all sorts of different flowers because he just couldn't decide on only a few. Thanks to your angel powers, you keep them alive in their vase.

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[practically-an-x-man]

This isnt TST but an idea I had: Your OCs and their plus ones are all going to a halloween party and they come to you for extreme hollywood level makeup/effects/costuming. What do they get transformed into.

Bonus if you wanna write a fic/ramble: After the party you find out you're a Super whose powers are transformstions. All those partygoers are now really what you made their makeup/costumes for...

Ooooooh, thank you!! This will be fun!

Think I'm gonna skip that bonus part, just don't have the mental energy for it right now, but it's a cool idea!!

Talk Shop Tuesday (I'm still counting it lol)

Rae & Warren W: Honestly, I think they'd just be like "gimme the scariest thing you got", they're both pretty daring and adventurous people who are down for just about anything

Robin & Peter M: Frankenstein (it's frahnk-en-steen!) and the Creature from Young Frankenstein, Robin's favorite movie

Madison & Alex: They'd pay extra for all-night makeup service, they've got a plan. Both appear at the party looking completely normal, dressed in fairly plain clothes. Halfway through, they disappear - when they come back, Madison's a little scratched up, Alex has patches of fur and Wolfman claws, and both their clothes are torn. By the end of the party, they both disappear again, and later Madison is found on the floor of the kitchen, covered in blood and gruesome wounds with Bravo (her wolfdog) standing over her looking menacing.

Ophelia & Peter P: Oh, they don't need me. They both show up in intentionally-shitty costumes of the other's hero persona, having independently decided to try and fuck with each other in the exact same way.

Gia & Kate: Assuming Gia would even agree to going to a party in the first place... I could see them going as classic Goosebumps monsters. Gia's the humanoid plant from Stay Out of the Basement, Kate's a scarecrow from They're Alive! Alternatively, I could see them as a genderbent/WLW Seymour and Audrey from Little Shop of Horrors, with Gia's clover mixed in with her prop Twoey (ok ok, that's partially bc it gives Gia an excuse to have her clover with her and fend off a little of that anxiety... but mostly because Gia as a character is based on Seymour originally and I think it's playfully ironic)

Jasper & Kyle: Frank N' Furter and Rocky, of course! Kyle brings a robe since it would get a little uncomfortable to just wear the Speedo the whole time, but he does wear it.... the things people do for love, lol

Kestrel & Warren B: Warren's the only one who needs a costume, Kestrel will just shift into what fits with the theme. And honestly, with that freedom, it could be just about anything. Probably something Indiana Jones-themed, since they're Warren's favorite movies.

Katherine & Ahk: Honestly, Kat would probably just revisit her Bastet costume from that first Halloween party and clean it up a little, and Ahk would wear what he normally wears.

Quinn & Billy: I can't imagine Quinn would want particularly heavy makeup, since she would have to have to deal with removing it all after the party (when she's already tired and in pain from being on her feet). Maybe Morticia and Gomez Addams? That would be fun, and if Quinn wears her platforms she can really make the height difference pop (she's 6'3" without heels, Billy is 5'11"). And of course, Billy's so undeniably smitten he doesn't even need to act the part of Gomez.

Eris & Rick: Hm... tough question. On the one hand, I could see Eris getting really into it, spending weeks putting together the perfect costume only for it to be some historical figure that nobody besides them even really remembers. On the other hand, I could see them being pretty open about it, and willing to follow Rick's lead with whatever costume he decides on - as one of Eris' little hidden gestures of how much they care about him. Sorry this one's a non-answer, I just can't really think of something specific for them.

Nikoletta & Abner: Honestly, I don't know that they're the type for costumes. Neither of them really grew up in an environment where they celebrated Halloween much (save perhaps for Nikoletta being exposed to all the tourists flocking to New Orleans for the holiday), so there's not really nostalgia in dressing up, and they wouldn't be motivated to spend their hard-earned and limited money on costumes or makeup. I could see them agreeing to a group costume (probably at Harley's insistance), but they wouldn't come up with anything on their own.

Jimmy & Lars: Honestly, it would be fun enough just to play up the whole Ghostbusters thing. They're something of local celebrities, but with Lars being more of a behind-the-scenes guy and Jimmy being... well, a ghost that doesn't look like a ghost, everyone just thinks it's a damn good costume until they demonstrate the reality of it. If Lars can get his idea for a painless proton stream worked out in time, he'll make a spectacular show of "catching" Jimmy. If he can't, he'll just make a spectacular show of missing.

Spider (pre-apocalypse, attends alone): Would show up with a detailed sketch of a monster of his own devising, something super creative and super creepy. Hell, he's probably got four-leg stilts and an articulated costume tail of his own, just to add to the effect - he's a film guy, he takes Halloween seriously!

[fancy-fangs]

I have now finished "I saw the TV glow" and will leave my thoughts about it because uhh that's why

(obviously spoilers for I saw the TV glow below the cut)

(TLDR: it wasn't what I expected but I still enjoyed it and found the story very interesting)

First of all some general stuff.

I love like most movies A24 produces they're always a joy to watch for me, so I had high hopes and they didn't disappoint. It was obviously very A24 but I think they did a good job with the movie in general.

I enjoyed all the shots and I thought the lighting was super cool and worked very well for the general mood of the movie. Again very A24 but the scenes were set up in a super captivating way.

Didn't expect to see justice Smith as the main character in this, I feel like he's been stalking me since the Quarry but honestly he's a great actor so I'm not complaining. Just didn't see him in any of the promo stuff so I was surprised to see him again lol.

I found the breaking of the fourth wall super interesting. It was a very surprising element to me but it worked super well with the themes and it brought a meta element to the storytelling that was super interesting in context of the rest of the story.

Now onto the stuff everyone actually wants to hear:

I actually thought the storyline was super interesting. It had a very slow buildup and it took a while to get like anywhere but I think that works perfectly with the themes of the movie and where it ends. I understand why this made it rough to watch for some ppl tho.

A lot of that beginning gave a sort of uncertain and almost uncomfortable vibe, which again I think worked great but I understand why someone wouldn't like that. Personally a great buildup to the later story tho.

Now I'll be real, I didn't quite understand the aggressive trans themes everyone was putting on the story until like after they were at the football field and Maggie tried to convince Owen to bury themselves together. Like I understood the story obviously and I got some hints but I didn't get for most of it how it was meant to be so much Abt being trans.

Once it hit it hit tho, like once Owen talked about it and once you were confronted with it more it hit and I think it worked really well and was super interesting.

It definitely wasn't what I expected it to be and that makes it even cooler in my opinion. I was slightly worried it would just be a movie about a trans kid and then they figure themselves out and yippee. A part of me was glad it wasn't that.

Because - and now this goes into the actual theme - but I feel like so rarely there's a point made out of "okay but you will have to kill who you are to become the person you're meant to be". Most of the time in pop culture when there's trans representation it's still "oh this is great and awesome you're gonna become awesome and you're life is gonna be great and nothing will change that you don't want to change" which I get but it's also not really how it works.

I thought it was super refreshing as a theme to talk about how yes sometimes you have to kill the person you have been all your life and it's scary and awful and you obviously don't want that but you have to if you don't want it to forcefully kill you in the future.

Obviously it's in the themes and the subtext and the interpretation and there's gonna be a lot of (especially non queer) people who won't get that from that movie and that's okay. I wouldn't be mad at someone if they didn't pick up on that. But to me it was super interesting and I thought it conveyed a lot.

Now still, and maybe this train will hit in the next hour or tomorrow or whatever, but it didn't make me feel any sort of big emotion. Like for me personally, I have been dealing with this for two years, this isn't a new conflict for me. This isn't some realization of something new that sent me down an emotional spiral. And that's okay but I just didn't sit there crying sobbing like some people said they did.

I thought the ending of the movie was really interesting and gave the viewer a great moment of reflection. I really liked how sudden it was and how cut off it felt. Both in story and with the themes that just worked super well and like I said I feel like that gave an extra push to the viewer emotionally.

[syrips]

hello im gonna pin this post

hello my name is Syrips, im a super duper simp and simp/self-insert enabler for others who love strahd or any cos/ravenloft/fictional characters

im 28, but i sometimes say im thirty as a vague response because its easier and faster to say (or safer to say to strangers)

i think i am autistic but i am currently only self-diagnosed; i plan to tell my doctors once i compile a binder of reasons why i think im autistic based on noted events in my childhood, behavior, and my reflected perspective on things in pages of charts and text which is a totally neurotypical thing to do

im genderfluid and i am fine with any and all pronouns (different people may use different/changing/fluid pronouns on me, i am completely fine with this)

im polyamorous and pansexual/panromantic, i gush over games that have polyamory/pan options!!

i have huge CoS/Ravenloft spoilers so please, PLEASe do not enter unless you are fine with being spoiled with all kinds of content. i also wont explain what is or isnt 'canon' because, well, some things may be canon for one person, while potential/not-canon for another, so i really cannot confirm or deny it myself.. ask your DM for confirmation! (and for my players who are here, hehe, goodluck figuring it out!)

i do music, art, crafting, and streaming sometimes, here is my linktree: https://linktr.ee/syrips

please 'ask'/message/send me any and all of your curse of strahd and/or ravenloft works of art! this can include these and more!:

playlists

moodboards

art/portfolio/link to your art or artblog

pages of your OC/PC/dnd lore (both player and DM welcome)

campaign/session notes and storytime

canon and potential-/home-/head-canon dumps

narrations/imagines/ao3/google docs/fanfic/fic writings

cool crafts!!

i crave it more than strahd craves blood, please and thank you!

you can also send me stuff and let me know if you want me to gush/simp over it, provide advice, or simply acknowledge it (publicly or privately)! let me know in advance cuz i dont want to make you uncomfortable with what you share

i have no limits on triggering fictional content, just make sure to tw it properly if it is sensitive content for others

my Ask thingy is always open, i may ramble alot if i get passionate enough though so be warned! hehe

ok goodbye ill edit or change this whenever idk

Edit Entry 1 - 11th Moon, 2023

for context, keita/raze (he/him) is my irl partner. he's been a simp for alucard (castlevania) longer than i've begun simping for strahd. i only discovered this years into the relationship when we watched castlevania (where i expected to be a bigger simp for castlevania), and instead HE made high pitch simping noises as alucard appeared on the screen and i was like -sus eyes- wait a GOSH DARN MINUTE-. also, keita has a thing for necks. i shrugged it off when he first told me, but years later i started simping for strahd and now i look back at that moment like 'hm. odd.-'. anyways, i mostly started dating him because he sounds like a kermit the frog southern guy who goes 'howdy howdy' and he says 'i should be golden' unironically and i think thats pretty funny

i tag stuff as #making a keita tag so when keita presses this he can see all the stuff that he likes so that i can organize stuff and incase he ever decides to poke around my blog and use this tag search within my blog

Edit Entry 2 and 3 - 12th Moon, 2023

syrips OC/PC list (loosely alphabetical)

Other People's Adored OC/PC list (loosely alphabetical)

Edit Entry 4 - 7th Moon, 2024

hi huge warning that im fucking WEIRD. like i know people may enjoy the idea of me for entertainment/indulgence purposes but please please. if you ask/tell me to do something, i will 90%-chance take it seriously and respond bluntly/directly. please take my warnings seriously and please please interact with me responsibly!!

and i already know some would be like, 'oh syrips people always say that. they wanna act unique/special by calling themselves weird'. like. thats fair if people dont believe that but please dont be surprised when freakos start feeling more comfortable/vulnerable around you and you become shocked. like. stop trying to shame/blame freakos for what they've warned since the beginning. please, it's hurtful and disrespectful.

my asks are always open, be as blunt/direct as you want. most of my cws will be with "cw: " before it. let me know if you want me to cw tag something!

i use the #be cringe be free tag for weirdos/freakos/happy/indulgent stuff. this can include stuff that isnt 'cringe', and/or cringe we embrace. it's okay to be cringe. it's okay to say cringe culture is dead. it's okay to not see things as cringe. it's okay to embrace the cringe. it's okay to indulge, to be your favorite version of you. it's okay to indulge, even if it's unfamiliar/scary. i use the tag for moments of doing what makes you happy, regardless if youre unfamiliar with that indulgent feeling. be cringe be free!!

[allylikethecat]

Writing asks I came up with:

1. What got you into writing fanfic in the first place?

2. What boundaries would you not cross as a writer regarding content?

3. Has a fic ever made you cry? And if so, what was it about that fic?

4. How do you feel about abandoning fics?

5. Are there any novel authors you like that have influenced your writing style?

YAY!! Asks!! Thank you so much for coming up with these! Get exciting for me to ramble and overshare (but do you expect anything less?!)

What got you into writing fanfic in the first place?

I have been writing fanfic since before I was even old enough to know what it really was. I was always day dreaming and drawing pictures inserting my own characters into my favorite stories, or forcing my favorite characters into my own situations (my mother used to transcribe the adventures of various Disney princess for me lol) the first *real* fanfiction I remember writing was in 5th grade for the book Eragon. My childhood best friend and I had a red spiral bound notebook that we passed back and forth and wrote our fic in. In terms of The 1975- I've been a fan of theirs since the Robbers music video started showing up on my Tumblr dash back in like 2014? (I couldn't figure out who I wanted to be more... Matty or the Robbers girl and years later I still in fact do not have an answer for that one lol) And I realized they were the same band that sang the song Chocolate. However, I didn't start posting my writing for them until last year when I was Going Through It™️ and my Bestie encouraged me to use it as an outlet (sorry Fictional!Matty! that's why your life sucks!)

2. What boundaries would you not cross as a writer regarding content?

I don't think I've actually killed off any *main* character or public figure yet and I can't actually see myself doing that? At least in something that I post for public consumption? Honestly that could change though. I don't really have any boundaries I'm not willing to cross because I am a firm believer that fanfiction is still considered art and art is supposed to make someone feel something and even make them uncomfortable. I actually have a fic that I've been working on that I'm hesitant to share because I'm not sure boundaries exist and I don't want to offend anyone (again) 😂

3. Has a fic ever made you cry? And if so, what was it about that fic?

This question isn't fair. I am a cryer, everything makes me cry. I started crying the other day because I love my horse so much (he's totally fine he was just looking super cute and was all happy I brought him carrots.) So yes, lots of fics have made me cry. Anything that I read that I can tell the author poured their heart into writing is honestly going to make me at least tear up and I am not ashamed to admit it. That's why I don't wear mascara on my lower lashes and only wear waterproof eyeliner 😂

4. How do you feel about abandoning fics?

I've only officially done it once, for a Hockey RPF fic that I just, wasn't enjoying working on. Everything else is just on "Hiatus" until I remember it exists again even if it takes years. I don't consider myself a quitter and abandoning a fic that I've started posting kind of breaks my soul. HOWEVER I do have a folder on my Google Drive that's just a graveyard of abandoned and half finished fics that I never posted that I go and visit sometimes.

5. Are there any novel authors you like that have influenced your writing style?

Yes! For sure 100%. However, I am currently sitting here going "I have never read a book before in my life" which is obviously a bold face lie you should see my GoodReads page but not really because there is a ton of my real life personal information on it lol Even though he's not (technically) a novelist (even though he did write a book!) can I say Pete Wentz? He's probably one of the writers I look up to the most. The way he bends words to pen lyrics just... scratch an itch in my brain and I hope I can one day make someone feel the way Fall Out Boy lyrics make me feel and I 100% feel like the flowery way he writes has influenced my to some capacity.

Thank you so much for sending these in! It was fun!

❤️Ally

[welkinsky]

Hello! Im not the pimple request anon but can I ask for Neji and Shino too? I also go through periods where I get addicted to those videos, they are so satisfying 😂

Part 1

A/N: I know its been a long time but here it is. Part 1 (Kakashi, Itachi & Madara)

Naruto Characters & Reader Popping Their Pimples

Obito

Obito will be so surprised that you just don't let them be.

He'll be more excited than you to do all this. He will be asking a lot of questions and to your excitement, you will be happy to answer all of them.

Even if you make a mistake he'll take it down as a "don't" in the little mental list that he is creating.

The next time he'll do it will be when you'll be sitting right next to him. He'll want to show off to you how he paid attention to all of that and is basically an expert now.

But once you tell him that YOU like to do it he will let you know and may even let you in on a few tricks that he figured out himself!

Naruto

At first, he'll be excited about it as well. Just like Obito, he had no clue that this was a THING.

So he'll lie down, bring your all the things you'll need. But as soon as you apply rubbing alcohol to his pimple and it starts to sting he'll sit right up, "YOU NEVER TOLD ME THAT IT WAS GONNA HURT."

You tried to laugh it off and said that this hurts because of the alcohol and only this step hurts.

The poor guy believed you but when you squeezed it, he was in the other corner of the room, "I think it is better if we let it be." with a "YOU LIED" face hahaha it'll be so funny that you won't be able to stop laughing.

Although your puppy face is all he needs to endure all the "Pain". Even though his training hurts like 100X times he'll be so sensitive which will be the funniest thing for you to watch.

Secretly you made a video that you showed to Sakura.

Sasuke

He'll be disgusted right from the start. First of all, he doesn't even touch it why would he let YOU touch it?

But after you gnaw at him for HOURS he will let you do it.

Still, be very disgusted the entire time.

Once it is all done and you asked him to take a look in the mirror he denied it and went on with the day to get rid of all the weird feelings that process gave him.

But when he'll see the mirror later he'll be a little impressed and might ask you to do it again depending on how bad it is. If it is too bad he'll NEVER in the world would let you touch it. Not because he is insecure or anything but he just hates the entire idea.

Neji

Just like Sasuke, he'll be against the whole idea.

But unline Sasuke he WILL BE insecure about it which is why he is insecure about it.

What if you came closer and realized how bad it actually is. Because let's be honest, Neji is the sort of guy who must be very hygienic and cautious about his looks even if he doesn't show it but I can imagine that he does a lot.

So the fact that you even noticed that he has a pimple made him a bit insecure.

But once you said, "What is wrong with it, you too have them and it is better to get rid of them rather than them leaving a mark later." He was a little convinced.

But was asking you to be very careful while doing everything.

Shino

He won't be against it but might feel a bit uncomfortable because after the whole process is done he cannot let his insects touch it.

He never stops them from anything but this was a bit odd for him.

He will be his quiet self as you start but just like Naruto, he'll jump out of his place as soon as it stings.

"You said it won't hurt." he'd say without sounding angry even though he is a bit caught off guard.

He'll still agree to do it since you want him to. But would complain a lot like a baby.

Part 1

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Thanks For Reading and for the ask and for all the support! I'm super grateful to everyone <3

If you liked it you can check out the masterlist too!

A-Z Headcanon

[ry0chann]

I looove the way you write Kunikida but I always imagined him as a super shy virgin who probably gets flustered at even the MENTION of sex, yet I’ve found very few fics like that. I was curious if you would do a drabble on that pretty pleaseeee since you write him so well ☺️

yes yes yes. i actually do see him as being easily flustered and super awkward in sexual situations but i never write for them 🤧

"seven" minutes in heaven

Doppo Kunikida x fem!reader

↝ genre: smut, college au

↝ word count: 3.1k

↝ warnings: ⚠️ nsfw!! , Dazai cameo, mentions of slight intoxication, virgin!Kunikida, no loss of virginity, slightly submissive!Kunikida, handjob, oral (m), cum eating

↝ notes: you get a whole one shot bc i was inspired haha. it may be a little ooc character for him, but i think it turned out alright. also so so sorry this took me so long to get around to, hopefully it's still good

Damn Dazai for convincing him to play such a stupid game; 7 minutes in heaven. Of course he'd suggest playing it. You, in addition to Kunikida, Dazai, and a few of your dorm mates had gotten together for a game night. It started with innocent card games, but a few beers later the infamous Osamu had suggested playing something else.

Kunikida found it childish, and demeaning, to subject himself to such a game; a complete waste of his time if you asked him. The only plus was that you would be playing as well, though if anything, that triggered his anxiety. Kunikida's always had a crush on you, one that seemed to consume his thoughts whenever in your presence. If he ended up being paired with you, that didn't necessarily mean anything had to happen. You could just talk for the time being, however, he knew that everyone would at least expect a little kiss to be shared.

His heart was beating a little faster than usual, a nervousness running through his veins as Dazai's eyes land on him. He knew Dazai would be the one to call all the shots, and was also aware that he would be the one to pair him up with someone. Had it been anybody else, Kunikida would've been fine, but Dazai insisted on it. And who did he pair Kida up with? You, of course.

Hearing his name followed by yours made his heart nearly jump out of his chest. Kunikida still wore that dour expression he always seemed to sport, but the light blush of his cheeks said more than words would. Dazai knew Kida liked you, that's why he recommended playing this, and why he chose the two of you to go first.

Kunikida could've protested, yet he didn't. Maybe he figured it'd be easier to get it over with than to waste his breath arguing, or maybe he was more intrigued than he was letting on. Regardless, he would reluctantly squeeze into the small closet with you.

"You don't have to be so tense y'know." Your voice was low, as to not let the others hear your conversation too clearly.

Kunikida was sat directly in front of you, his knees up against his chest in attempts to give you room to be comfortable. It was dark, and you couldn't see much, yet you knew that Kunikida was struggling to keep his eyes off you. Honestly, you were flattered. Kunikida has always been someone you admired, someone who you liked more than you realized. You were a bit giddy to be sitting here with him, a part of you hoping something would happen during the time you had together.

There was a loud chatter coming from outside the closet, Dazai and the others laughing and enjoying themselves. You wondered that when your seven minutes were up, if any of them would even remember to let you out. It didn't really matter though, it's not like you were locked in here.

Kunikida sighs, shifting uncomfortably in place. It might've only been seven minutes, but sitting in silence would make it feel like a lifetime. Two minutes in and you were already bored.

"Kunikida?" you say, a bit warily.

"Yes y/n?"

You chew your lip, contemplating if you should turn this snooze-fest into something more entertaining. Kunikida was a very "professional" type of person, in your eyes. He probably wouldn't put up with any of your antics, knowing he rarely puts up with anyone's. However, you didn't want to sit here any longer doing nothing.

"I think you should kiss me." you blurt out confidently, despite the blush spread across your cheeks.

He feels his face get hot and his heart races. He wonders if he even heard you properly— the noise from outside the closet being louder than you think it would be.

"Wh-what?"

"We gotta pass the time somehow... Just one quick peck, and I'll leave you alone." you pry.

Did you actually expect him to give in? Of course not. There was no way he would, but right now you were simply testing the waters. You just wanted to see what he'd do. Kunikida awkwardly clears his throat, and you can see him shift again through the dark.

If he was being completely honest with himself, he wanted to kiss you. Kunikida didn't really like the idea of his first kiss being in a closet though. He wanted it to be special, wanted it to mean something. But in his eyes, he assumed this wouldn't mean anything to you. Unbeknownst to him, it would. You yearned to feel his lips on yours. Constantly finding yourself wondering what it'd be like.

"I um, I'm not sure that's a good idea..." he retorts.

"Why not? Are you scared?" Your question came out lighthearted but you still worried he'd take it the wrong way.

He blushes darkly at hearing your innocent ask, embarrassment washing over him before he even opened his mouth. "Scared" wasn't the right word. "Reluctant" would be more fitting. It's not that Kunikida didn't want to kiss you, he just felt the moment wasn't right.

"Now just isn't the time..." he whispers, turning his head away from your stare.

You purse your lips, wondering if you should bother provoking him any more. He was prone to getting annoyed pretty easily, and while you'd rather not have an irritated Kunikida as company, you continue pressing him anyway.

"Well... I wanna kiss you..." you say, toying with the hem of your shirt as your face remains flushed.

Admitting that to him made your slightly confident facade falter. His eyes widen at hearing your confession, heart suddenly beginning to beat faster. He hoped you weren't just pulling his leg, he wanted you to be serious. Sure, he was hesitant at first, but hearing you openly say you actually wanted it, made him a little more willing.

"Y-you do?"

"Mhm... And it's not like anybody will see it, or hear it..."

You hoped that he'd comply, wishing he would at least let you give him a small one. The amount of time you had left in here was unknown, so you wanted to get your kiss before it ran out.

Kunikida was nervous as hell, unsure of what to say or do. You take it upon yourself to crawl over to him, sitting on your knees directly in front of him. He straightens his already perfect posture, inhaling sharply when he feels your presence closer to him.

At this point, the others outside the closet had forgotten about you. It most likely already been seven minutes and the others didn't care to let you out. Probably because they were drunk off their asses and had forgotten you were even playing a game. Either of you inside could've left on our own, yet you were stuck staring at each other in the dark, waiting for someone to make a move.

You take a deep breath, prepping yourself for the possible rejection of the question you're about to ask.

"So... Can I kiss you?"

He chews his lip, hesitating answering you before miraculously nodding. "Yes."

His answer shocked you. You didn’t think he’d actually comply. Nervously, you part his legs, which were covering his chest, and lean in, pressing your lips to his softly. Kunikida tenses under you, quickly relaxing when he felt how soft your lips were. You pull away slowly, blushing like a schoolgirl and trying to calm the rapid beating of your heart. But before you could, Kunikida got it to nearly stop. He readjusts in front of you, sitting on his knees just like you were before, cupping your cheek and pulling you back in for a kiss.

He wasn't sure what came over him, it was out of character to do something so impulsive, but it felt right. You didn't stop him either. You didn't want to. He was a surprisingly good kisser. You weren't sure what to expect, but it was much better than you would've imagined. His lips meld with yours perfectly, as if they were made to be connected.

Things became heated quickly, your innocent kiss turning perverse in a matter of seconds. You end up on his lap, hands resting on his shoulders while your tongue explores his mouth. His face was burning red, heart pounding in his chest and a familiar excitement running through his veins. His hands were on your waist, fingers nervously fidgeting with the hem of your shirt.

Without even trying to, you innocently rut against him, simply trying to make yourself comfortable. The action, however, makes him whimper, his face darkening in color in response to the noise he made. You pull away with a smirk, now feeling something poking at your jeans. He’s quiet, trying to avoid your gaze in the darkness of the closet. You whisper his name, cupping his cheek to get his attention.

He sighs shakily, taking his hands off your body. “I-I’m sorry…”

You chuckle, pecking his lips. “Don’t apologize, it’s okay… We can stop if you want to. I’m sure we should’ve been out of here already anyway.”

You shift on top of him again, getting ready to get off his lap, but he stops you. The gesture has you taken aback, the feel of his hands on your waist startling you. Kunikida retracts his palms from your form, whispering another apology. He wasn’t sure what had gotten into him. Every decision he had been making was done impulsively. Normally he wouldn’t be so reckless, but perhaps you had his thoughts clouded.

“Y/n… W-we don’t have to stop.” he murmurs, trying his best to sit still with you on his lap.

You bite your lip, hesitating to make another move. You could feel his bulge underneath you, using every last bit of self-control to keep yourself from grinding against it. Your heart was beating so fast he could probably hear it over the noise outside.

“You wanna keep going?” you ask genuinely, needing the clarification.

He nods, boldly placing his hands at your waist and keeping them there. Suddenly craving him, you lean in, kissing him once more but with a bit more desperation this time. He inhales sharply, tugging at your shirt with a groan. You wouldn’t have expected him to react this way, yet at the same time, it was predictable. You knew he’s never gotten intimate with anyone before, merely because of his own strict rules for himself. Yet here he was with you, letting your tongue slip into his mouth while his hands rub at your sides.

Maybe it was just the alcohol in your system, but you were both yearning for something more than this. You roll your hips, needing to feel the friction, which elicited a moan from the blonde. Your arms were draped over his shoulders, your body grinding against his steadily. He could barely keep his lips on yours from how good it felt to have you move on top of him like this. He’d grasp at your hips, bucking his own up into the air just to make you moan.

Growing impatient, you slide off his lap, his lips almost refusing to part from yours. Now between his legs, you grope him through his slacks, feeling how large he had become. It intrigued you, to say the least, your mouth practically watering at the thought of what he could be hiding.

“P-please don’t tease me…” he begs, rutting up against your palm.

Excitement floods your veins, your cunt aching between your thighs as you shakily unbutton his pants. Kunikida stares at you, flustered, anticipating whatever moves you end up making. You tug his pants down just enough to expose him, pulling his boxers down immediately after. Through the very very small sliver of light shining into the closet, you can see how his cock stands straight in front of you. You wrap a hand around it, feeling it throb. It leaks in your hold, pre-cum seeping out of its slit and onto your hand. You hum with satisfaction, gliding your fist up his length then down to the base. He gasps, covering his mouth with embarrassment. You swipe your thumb over his swollen tip, another soft moan escaping him.

“Does that feel good Kida?”

His back arches, a quiet “mhm” coming from him in response to your question. You spit on his length, circling your palm around the head of his cock. Kunikida moans, whimpering your name as your hand starts to pump his shaft. You could tell he was trying his best to stay still, growing needier with every stroke. Your pace started to quicken, and you spit on his cock again just to keep it wet. His moans were deep, almost stifled, as if he were trying to hold back from making any noise. You didn’t blame him for trying to be quiet, you almost forgot there were people on the other side of the door. Regardless, you wouldn’t let that stop you from treating him how you wanted.

You scoot a little further from him, lowering your head to plant a kiss on his leaking cock. He hisses at the contact your lips make, murmuring a “please.” Hearing him beg was giving you butterflies— you never pinned him for being the submissive type, but maybe he was just a bit more sensitive than you expected. Your tongue swirls around his tip, tasting the slightly salty liquid that trickles out of it, before you take him in your mouth.

Kunikida lets out a throaty moan, bucking his hips and causing you to gag. “Fuck, s-sorry.”

You hum, still lowering your head to take him deeper. He brings a hand to your head, resting it there while you bob up and down on his length. He was quite big, or at least, bigger than you would’ve expected. Your throat felt full, in a way that only made the moisture build in your panties. You’d moan every time your mouth came back down, gripping his thighs just to brace yourself for the rough feel of his tip hitting the back of your throat.

You maintained a relatively slow pace at first, trying to train yourself to take him with ease and finding yourself struggling just a tad. Kunikida was surprisingly patient, in spite of his desperation. The way he’d groan was telling enough though, that he wanted more than you were giving. You come up off his shaft with a pop, your lips swollen and red, catching your breath then getting back to work. Every time your tongue would flatten on his length, or every time you’d moan, Kunikida would let out the most lewd sounds. You’ve never heard such pretty moans from a man before, it was guaranteed your panties were soaked just from hearing him. He’d say your name in a tone that was almost explicit, it had you whimpering around his cock.

“God y-y/n, please keep going~” he whines, arching his back.

At this point, you had him squirming for you. You had picked up the pace, sucking him off a little faster than before. It was messier, and much louder, but you enjoyed it. To make him feel so good that he couldn’t even sit still did wonders for your ego. The sounds you’d make around him were anything but modest, but rather, noisy and vulgar. You were forcing yourself to take every inch, making yourself choke on his cock and drool all over him.

He was getting close, you could tell. His dick would twitch in your mouth, jerking whenever you’d focus on his tip. You made sure to bring all your attention to that sensitive head of his, hollowing your cheeks and sucking it like candy. You’d pump the base of his shaft, only bringing him closer.

“F-fuck, I’m gonna cum—” Kunikida covered his mouth again, not wanting to accidentally moan too loud, though that’s all you could ask for.

You lift your head a bit, rubbing the tip of his cock on your tongue while your fist strokes him quickly. “Cum for me Kida. I wanna taste it.”

He thrusts up into your hand, groaning desperately when you take him back in your mouth. A few more strokes later and he was soon finishing for you. You moan, sitting there and letting his cum flood your mouth. His eyes practically roll to the back of his head, his body tensing a bit as he empties into your throat. He came quite a bit, giving you more to swallow than you were anticipating. You take it all down though, grinning when you finally come up off of him. Your lips were glossed with his cum, a bit trickling down your chin. Kunikida reaches over cupping your cheek and unexpectedly kissing you.

“Th-thank you…” he speaks close to your lips, “I’ll have to return the favor sometime.”

You blush darkly, bashfully giggling. “W-well, you know where to find me…”

He kisses you again, backing away to pull his pants up. Just as he was fixing his belt, there was a loud knock at the door, the person behind it presumably being the person who forced you two in here.

“Hey lovebirds, the party’s over. The game ended a while ago, but we didn’t feel like letting you out.” Dazai laughs, knowing damn well you and Kunikida were fooling around. “Hopefully you weren’t sitting in silence the whole time. That’d be a real waste.”

Kunikida sighs, pushing the door open to reveal a smirking Dazai on the other side. Neither of them say anything as he steps out, but they seem to exchange a glance that said more than words ever could. Embarrassed, you step out after him, clearing your throat.

“Um, i-it’s pretty late now, isn’t it? I’m pretty tired.” you exclaim, trying to nonchalantly get everyone to leave.

Dazai nods knowingly, hugging you goodbye. Before he pulls away though, he holds you in place. “I’ll be sure to send Kunikida your way tomorrow. I doubt he’ll need any convincing.”

He chuckles, parting from you and patting Kunikida on the back. “Alrighty, we’ll be on our way then. We had fun tonight, didn’t we Kunikida~?”

There was emphasis on Dazai’s words, as if he already knew the answer to his own question. Kunikida rolls his eyes, poorly hiding the soft blush that spread across his cheeks.

“I’ll see you soon y/n.” he subtly grins in your direction, turning to leave to avoid any further suspicion.

You smile, waving goodbye and already anticipating the next time you’d see him.

[ @leviamere , @thepyroarchon , @arixsux ]

[writingwithcolor]

Hello! I have been developing a webcomic and recently come to realize that one of the main characters falls into the "smart/nerdy Indian girl with over bearing parents" trope. I'm trying to figure out a new direction to take her character. She is one third of a trio of a magical girl team made up of a party girl (Vietnamese/Metis), a shy girl (white), and her the responsible one. This character is the heiress to a large company and her parents have put a lot of pressure on her to succeed in life and take over the family bussiness. She is also the voice of reason on the team, often getting upset with the other characters for not taking their fighting as seriously as she does. My first instinct is to change her race to either white or Mexican. If I change her race to white, I will make the current white girl of the team black to ensure I have at least one dark skinned poc in the main cast. Though, I worry that having a white character boss around two characters of colour for not being as, "responsible" or "lazy", may come off as uncomfortable. Additionally I worry that if I make her Mexican she could come off as the stereotypical "spicy" Latina, as she is sarcastic and quick to temper. I would like some advice and thoughts on how I can move forward with this character, as she is very important to the plot.

thank you for your time

Indian nerd with overbearing parents trope - Should I change her race?

I would try to deconstruct the stereotype before changing her race. Have you considered changing her character background as opposed to her race? Maybe the magical girl team is a specific outlet that she uses to alleviate the stress of her family’s expectations, but when she has to do the brunt of the work she gets frustrated and lashes out at her team members. Maybe she’s competing with a sibling or cousin to be the heiress to the company, and really wants the position so she can take the company in a new direction.

What kind of smart person is she? 

Is she the one who gets the high score on every exam? 

Is she the one taking a super heavy course load?

Is she the one coming up with questions that send the professor on a rant for half an hour during every class?

Is she the one that everyone asks for help so much that she doesn’t have time for herself?

If she has nuance, if she’s more than a successful academic, and more than her parents’ expectations, then I think you can make it work without totally changing her character. I would love to see this fully fleshed out.

On the point of a white character leading a group of mainly POC, if you do go this route, I would ensure that the other characters definitely have input and all have the potential to take the lead at various points. Even if you keep her Indian, I would do this, because it takes the onus off of the responsible character to always be at the top of her game and ready to lead. At that point it becomes less of an outlet and more of a stressor. This way, you can maintain more of a balance between the characters as well.

~ Abhaya

Being a magical girl growing up would have been a dream come true for me, speaking personally. But being the leader of a team, against the best sort of villains that show they mean business and will kill? That dream would have been a nightmare, because I was not someone who would lead. I do agree with the idea that an Indian guy or girl going into a magical girl team to release pressure is valid and not offensive.

"Overbearing Indian parents" also come in different flavors. Most media has the Indian parent that checks the grades, makes everyone dress up for special occasions, and doles out pride in small amounts. That's not a uniform or universal standard; your family can fall apart after the loss of a loved one, and years later you can't muddle through the emotional damage. Some characters can't explain their work to a parent and use it as a way to set a boundary -- try getting my mom to read my books and at best she will praise them if they got a huge amount of freelance payment for them. Or you face twisted logic: you give up job interviews to check on a sick sibling, as well as mixers and socializing events, and you feel that you are never appreciated and instead your parents resent you for getting a future they never felt they had.

If you're worried about going this route, be specific. Talk about the little traumas that add up to the big ones for your character and her family. Follow gossip chains from Mylapore phone calls or catty temple women whom you could never understand as a kid.

I for one believe we need more Indian rep in webcomics. Go for it and take that leap!

- Mod Jaya