#but I decided that a comic would be better

[multiheadcanons]

hiya! (distinctly not-in-prison voice) maybe not enough for a full post (or maybe it is?) but what are your favorite things/traits to write about the mercs individually? :0

oooo that’s a good question! i’ll just answer that now and go down the list lol!

scout has never been one of my personal favorites but after comic 7 he really shot up! it’s been more fun to me to think about what shaped him to make these decisions at such a young age… it’s been fun! scout has a very dynamic personality, but he’s almost harder to write for because he is so dynamic! so he’s a character i have to put a little more thought into when i write about him.

soldier is just so goofy to write about in general sometimes i can sit and think “what’s the absolute worst way to handle this? okay that’s how soldier would do it.” and then when i read it back i go “wow… soldier absolutely would do this” but i take a lot of the trauma and i put it on blu soldier bc i watched emesis blue on loop for like a week straight and it permanently changed how i view the blu team tbh

pyro is another fairly easy writing session because pyro is the one that i throw shit at the wall and see what sticks and what doesn’t. pyro’s paragraphs are the ones that get edited the most, because i’ll write something then go “no, i got one better” so pyro, for me, has become quite an interesting character that i… still know hardly anything about! and i really enjoy it! i like that there’s a character im just… slowly carving out of pyro. it’s always a fun writing prompt!

demo is one of the harder mercs to write for, because he’s just so… specific to me. i have a lot of thoughts on demo that i have no idea how to word quite yet, so i always get stuck on him. he’s almost indescribable. but i find ways to do it. he feels like a guy with so much nuance who got such little time, and it’s taking me a while to parse through the little information we have and make something of it that feels right.

heavy has very. quickly. become one of my absolute favorite mercs to write about. i never thought that would be the case. i am the baby of my family, with older brothers, and i have a soft spot for the trope of an older brother character. but heavy feels so weirdly real. like him and snipes are the most regular, mentally stable members of the team, and i love letting it show. i just have grown to really enjoy writing about heavy all around. he’s fun to play with.

engie used to be hard to write about and then i spent a week thinking about him and ever since he has been a very easy guy to write. at least what i decided to take from canon and what i deserted from fanon interpretation. engie, for me, falls under an odd category of having a very particular fanon interpretation that felt hard to remove him from; so i turned towards what we canonically know and grew him out from there. so far, i’ve really enjoyed the dell that has emerged!

if you can’t tell, i…. love the medic. i love writing everything about him. i love making him the evil vicious mastermind. i love making him a stupid brat who got too much freedom and love as a child. i love writing him flustered. i love writing him pissed past the point of accurate perception. i love writing him bored. i love writing him overjoyed, i love writing him inquisitive. i will write and write about him until i am forcibly removed from the keyboard. i seethe over him, i stew over him, i give an occasional stir to the pot, i breathe in the fumes. liquefy that man, put him in an IV bag and hook him up to my arm immediately. i need him. he has overtaken my photos. i have not stopped thinking about him for the past decade. this could become a medic exclusive headcanon blog and i could post three times a day without fail.

snipes is also kind of hard to write about! he’s also very specific to me, and sometimes it’s hard to put down into words. but i really enjoy writing his more casual, easygoing side! it’s fun to imagine snipes in a less professional setting; but writing him as a professional is where i am best with snipes. still love him though!

and finally; spy. spy has also been a surprisingly fun guy to write about! he’s almost like pyro in the sense that i feel like i’m having to carve someone out of him because it feels like we know so little, and he’s like engie in the sense that what we do know is almost set in stone to the fandom, and it’s been fun making him something a little different! he’s fun to make a gremlin! it’s fun to ask myself “you know… where did scout get some of this”

and yeah! that’s all of them! truthfully i just enjoy the entire process of writing about Da Boyz, they’re fun to think about, and it’s been a blast making my own little versions of these guys! and they seem to be well regarded by those who read about them! and that fills me with the good feelings!

and you know what, i wasn’t gonna consider this a post on its own, but…

oh! by the way!

see you in six posts ;)

[visenyaism]

I made a great bastard oc and my original plan was to have her go insane and go to old valyria and definitely die there but when I told my sister about her it made her sad so she made her own oc to save mine haha. My oc is named Saena, and she's a bit obsessive, so she gets into researching everything that catches Her interest and hyperfixates so much that she can disappear into her library for days on end. Her hair has grown out all the way to her ankles because she keeps forgetting to cut it, and when she's really in research mode, she can go for days without sleep. Her main special interests are old valyrian magic and dragons, and she spends all her days researching old texts obsessively. Basically, everything the church would try to burn, ban, or kill she wants in on. She actually tries some magic herself and can do a few spells. it's a really, really good thing she's got her sister because without Baen (sisters oc), she would absolutely have become the Westerosi version of Dr. Frankenstein. Eventually, she becomes convinced that a random stone she finds is actually a dragon egg, and she's going to be the one to hatch it. She takes this as a grave and important responsibility and decides she must give her all to it. She decides the best way to prepare to have a dragon is to train birds of prey so that she can learn to work with predatory flying animals. … Unfortunately, she's terrible at falconry. Like comically bad, the birds all hate her. Her twin sister Baen is very supportive of her, though, and decides to step in to help. Baen is also terrible at falconry, though, just in the opposite direction. The birds all love her, but they're too spoiled to actually hunt. Saena and Baen end up with a whole flock of various birds, they've got falcons, hawks, crows, at least twelve pigeons, and one fancy foreign imported parrot their overly supportive step father bought them. They decide that their massive flock means they're clearly ready to be the best dragon riders the world has ever seen. Just one problem: Baen doesn't have an egg (Saena still believes in her rock). The pair decided to set out together to old valyria to find her one. Luckily for the girls, Baen misread their map and they end up in a random uninhibited archipelago instead. They are shocked to find “old valyria” is not the apocalyptic wasteland they were expecting. The girls are in awe of its natural beauty and filled with dreams of the glory of rebuilding their ancestral home. They go back to Westeros to try and recruit others for their cause. While there, they find out that the king legitimize them, and the girls are shocked and delighted at what they see as proof their birth father really always loved them deep down. They are heartbroken that he died just before they made it back home and thus missed out on the chance to reconnect with them that he so clearly desperately wanted. They decide that the only reasonable course of action here is to steal their fathers bones and reanimate them to try to bring him back. They grab the wrong bag of bones, though, so the guy they bring back is just a random civil servant. He's a little better off than Lady Stoneheart, but he lost all his mortal memories, so when they tell him he's their father, he just kinda goes along with it. The girls gather together a few of their half siblings and some knights whom their stepfather ordered to protect them and head off to their new island home. It turns out that the civil servant was actually very competent in life, so he's actually their saving grace. He takes over ruling the island, and they actually manage to build a thriving little community. Please ignore the occasional dark magic. Just ignore it.

Love everything about this

[papagabu]

I know earlier I was talking about how I’ve been feeling like I should get back to working on my comic. But I have another idea, one I was trying to push aside due to me just feeling like “I should finish what I started,” but I’ve been considering the idea that maybe comics aren’t for me. I can’t draw backgrounds, nor do I really like drawing backgrounds so I don’t really want to learn, so the art, to me at least, feels really lacking, and I was feeling really burnt out by the process of making it. So I was considering changing Metal Breakers to a more text-based AU, like how I’ve been doing Broken Tails, not exactly since I’m still fairly into the idea of Metal Breakers almost entirely being run by me while Broken Tails is a more semi-interactive experience tied to Tumblr polls and ask features. But anyways, since I’m indecisive, I’ll let a poll decide this. like I'm torn between wanting too, and thinking I really don't have the skills to really do my ideas justice on my own at least in a comic format I'm relatively experienced in writing so I have more confidence in the other. I’d still draw stuff for it obviously but I mean like the main bulk of the AU itself would be text.

If you choose to make it text based you guys might get all of the comic I started released instantly cause I finished the script already so it'd just need to be edited a bit to flow better as a fanfic rather than a script.

[pleasantickles]

"You really ought to watch what you say, MK."

[andstuffsketches]

[bunnieswithknives]

OH MY GOD??? HAS IT SERIOUSLY BEEN A MONTH????? I am so sorry guys

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[doctorsiren]

I saw an interesting post a while back that said “Capcom made us [Miles and Diego/Godot] only have like two(?) interactions because they knew we would be unstoppable with a brother dynamic” and tbh it stuck with me bc it was intriguing.

So yeah that potential brotherhood, but that Godot/Diego AU I made (that I still need a name for)

Also I bet Gregory Edgeworth would have smelled like a bit like coffee, and so Diego just reminds Miles of that comforting presence 😭 (the von Karma estate was a tea household, so he didn’t smell much coffee after DL-6 and didn’t realize how much he missed it/reminded him of his father)

[forgetme-eternally-blissfully]

Rapunzel AU!

Cale has been inside of the tower for his entire life. His hair is long, much longer than his brother's. His brother doesn't have a name. Cale knows they're brothers though- because they both have red hair, even if Brother has short hair and Cale does not.

Ever since Cale was 12, he'd been dreaming of a different world. He went to sleep and woke up as someone named Kim Roksu. This Kim Roksu was not in a similar situation as he was- Kim Roksu wandered the streets and ate food from the floor and hid in the small cabinet in his uncle's house. Kim Roksu was weak and strong.

Kim Roksu is a friend to Cale. When Cale wants to see the outside, he sleeps, and he dreams.

Kim Roksu figured out how to communicate with Cale after several years of simple body swapping.

Somehow, they are similar! They both agree that being trash is the best. Kim Roksu because it's easier being a bad person than a good person, and Cale because Brother won't let him be trashy and he wishes he could throw a fit without Brother punishing him.

"Your brother keeps you in a tower?" Roksu asks when he learns.

"Yeah. Is that weird?"

"Well, I don't know anyone who stays in a tower." Cale kicks a rock on the sidewalk with his barefoot, sending it skidding across the dirt road. "Ow, my toe." Roksu complains blandly.

Sharing a body, they also share the same sensations.

"You barely felt that and you know it."

"Shut up."

"You shut up." Cale retorts. He wants to say more, but he swallows those words and tucks them into his chest.

'The bruise over your eye hurts more but you don't complain about that.'

He bites his lip and looks down.

"Do you think," he asks quietly, "if I asked Brother to let me out, he would?"

Roksu, disembodied and floating over his body, frowns. "You haven't asked before?"

Cale smiles bitterly in Roksu's body. "... I did, once." After, Brother said he was going to be leaving for two weeks, and told Cale to ration his food well. Cale knew better than to think it was a coincidence. He didn't have Roksu yet. It was very lonely for a long time.

Roksu doesn't say anything.

"If," his voice trembles, "If I got out. If I left..."

"Cale." Roksu stops him. Cale winces, expecting to be reprimanded.

"You are trash. Trash does whatever they want, no matter what anyone says. If you want to leave, then leave." Roksu's translucent body floats over to stand in front of Cale. Sternly, he says, "Don't worry about useless things. Worry about making a plan and executing it."

Then, abruptly, Roksu turns and ignores him. Cale laughs and folds in half, a childish grin splitting his malnourished cheeks. How can someone be so blunt but so shy? Kim Roksu frowns, but it looks like a pout. Cale rubs away a tear and looks up at the back of his friend. No, the person who sometimes feels more like a brother to him than his real brother.

"And will you help me?"

Roksu rolls his eyes. "Don't ask something so obvious."

Cale smiles and looks down. "Right. Obvious, isn't it?"

Something like receiving help wasn't obvious to either of them. Yet, when it came to the two of them together, it was the most obvious thing in the world. It wasn't obvious with Brother, who he shared blood with. But Kim Roksu, who was abused and beaten down at every turn, chose to welcome a wandering soul into his body and share everything with him.

'You're the one who shouldn't want to be here,' Kim Roksu said when they first started talking and Cale asked why he didn't try to force Cale out. 'When you're in control, I can relax. Why would I want you to leave? That's so difficult.'

They learned that Kim Roksu really could force Cale out when his uncle kicked Cale, sending Kim Roksu's body sprawling onto the floor, then stomped on his arm so hard they heard a clear snap. For Cale it only hurt for a short moment. Roksu threw him out so fast you could imagine that he had practiced beforehand.

Every day and night, Cale slept to try and enter Roksu's body, check on him, share the pain, but Roksu kicked him out every time. It wasn't until four weeks later that Roksu let Cale back in.

Even that much pain was a lot for being four weeks after the incident, but while Cale was struggling to keep his cool, Roksu floated around him and spoke as if nothing was wrong. When Cale started sweating a few hours later Roksu kicked him out again.

'Don't be stubborn,' he said when Cale returned the next night. 'Just say that it hurts. If you still want to stay after you admit that it hurts then I won't kick you out.'

It was a very Kim Roksu thing to do.

"Brother," Cale asks one day at 15, impatiently brushing his hair. He gets scolded lightly, and Brother takes the brush from him. "I read in a book about something called a phone. Do you have one?"

Brother gives him a blank look. Then, as if it had been a lie, his expression changes into something kind and gentle. "Fone? Can you show me the book?"

Cale and Brother roughly root around in every book for anything like the so-called 'Fone,' coming up short.

"Maybe it was a dream," Cale excuses it like that, rubbing his neck. Brother looks at him, worried.

"It must have been. Get some rest, Cale." A kiss to the top of Cale's head, Brother hugs him and promises to bring him more paint. "I'll be gone for a few days this time. Do you want something?"

"Ah," Cale smiles, pressing his face into his Brothers neck to hide his face. "Could you bring me -------?" Brother freezes.

"... you-"

"I learned it from the books! This time I really did, Brother. Please?"

Slowly, Brother releases the tension in his body. "... If that's what you want. But you have to close the window if you're going to mess around with alcohol."

"Yes!" Cale jumps with joy. Then he suddenly runs to a bookshelf, changing the topic by talking about a book Brother brought to him last time. "-and I'd like to know if the sequel is out yet."

"I'll do that." Brother smiles. "You've been asking for more things recently, Cale." Brother settles a hand on his head, stroking his hair.

"It's because of my reliable older brother!" He grabs onto that hand, keeping it there, resembling a naive little brother who only has his role model in his eyes.

He sends his brother down the tower using his hair, and watches that spot of red disappear in the distance.

His face drops.

"... Bastard."

Cale turns on his foot. It's time to see Roksu.

[camphorcapstan]

VULTURE

[poisonousquinzel]

"I'm nobody. I haven't done anything with my life like you have."

Todd Phillips, Scott Silver, Lady Gaga genuinely, lovingly, fuck you.

I will never forgive you. I hope every day your bones get softer and softer and then one day when you're not expecting it, I shall be there, and I will gnaw through your Achilles heel<3

[smply-sktchng]

Chainsaw Man Chapter 74 with Excerpts from Mystic by Sylvia Plath

“The air is a mill of hooks —

Questions without answer

…

I remember

The dead smell of sun…

Once you have seen God, what is the remedy?

Once one has been seized up…

…

Used utterly…

What is the remedy?

…

[ki1ldeer]

The inconveniences of your boyfriend being a… psychic? Budding demigod of fate? Eh

[lx1920jmax]

Imagine the situation: you are lying quietly sleeping, and then this monster lands on your head with all its might.)))

Ogron: Gr-r-r… Duman, it hurts by the way. Stop it now! * squeezed the cat hard. * Duman: * growls furiously and wriggles with all his might. *

Duman: * gave up the ghost.))) * Ogron: Huh..? * loosened his grip. *

Ogron: Ha! Is that all? All your resistance? You gave up very quickly this time. Duman: "If you hadn't squeezed my neck, I would have bitten off your damn long nose." * grumbles under his breath. *

Ogron: Hm… * starts scratching. * Duman: * Snort! * "Stop it! You're tickling me!!!" * trying to wriggle out. *

[sciderman]

do you think Tony Stark has a suit that like jerks him off? Surely he does right? Like, he's a super rich guy that makes robotic suits for a living, at some point he must've made a suit that can jerk him off. Maybe a vibrate function.

i think all his suits have that function as standard. and he uses it all the time when he's around people and on missions. he just sets the suit to autopilot mode so people think he's being normal. the suit has soundproofing and preprogrammed phrases so nobody interacting with him knows he's otherwise engaged.

[cyanide-sippy-cup]

So, Book of Bill, huh?

[tboyblogger]

drew a cringe ass suicidal comic for new year that i really didnt want to share but oh well lỡ vẽ rồi thì thôi cho xem vậy. coi như quà năm mới <- quà gì mà tệ