#god the rebel and just sterotypical boy is me

[ecxlpsed]

Aesthetic Tag

I got tagged by @rennestar to do this so I’m gonna cause idk I have 3 hours until work and have time.

SIDE A — THE CITY: glittering lights, yawning skyscrapers, broken glass shards, street gangs, hip-hop music, late night strolls, blinking stars, sleek cars, flickering neon signs, glittery earrings, small tattoos, empty subways, dark eyeshadow, snapping cameras, cozy apartments, fried churros, silver necklaces, dyed hair, ripped jeans, bright lipstick, dazzling smiles.

SIDE B — THE BOOK NERD: large glasses, steaming hot chocolate, thick books, lofi music, hot pastries, soft smiles, large sweaters, quiet libraries, small flowers, melting candles, sweetened coffee, messy hair, soft pillows, fairy lights, vanilla scents.

SIDE C — THE STEREOTYPICAL GIRL: soft pinks, mini skirts, crop tops, romantic fantasies, love songs, strawberry milkshakes, lipgloss, high ponytails, candy hearts, nail polish, starbucks coffee, clear skies, hoop earrings, excited ramblings, stuttering heartbeats, rose bouquets, soft blushes.

SIDE D — THE STEREOTYPICAL BOY: arcade games, graphic t-shirts, baseball caps, chocolate milkshakes, messy rooms, acoustic guitars, chocolate chip cookies, multi-coloured bruises, rap music, nightly escapades, stolen glances, pencil-drumming, chocolate milk boxes, low hums.

SIDE E — THE NATURE HIPPIE: mini plants, cloud-watching, star gazing, damp forests, sandy beaches, ocean waves, wildflowers, hiking, iced lemon tea, gardening, hippie music, buttered toast, birds chirping, multi-coloured leaves, evening sunlight, fruit cups, sundresses.

SIDE F — THE REBEL: cherry lollipops, devil hand signs, grape flavoured bubble gum, rock music, killer boots, dark make-up, denim jackets, switchblades, handguns, stargazing on rooftops, glowing cigarettes, large headphones, skull rings, converse shoes, graffiti murals, glowing moonlight, rose thorns, fishnet stockings.

SIDE G — THE WINTER: busy cafes, oversized hoodies, drizzling rain, small snowflakes, marshmallows in hot chocolate, loose hair, sad music, reading a book, blanket forts, frozen lakes, crackling fireplaces, old movies.

SIDE H — THE SUMMER: tank tops, lemonade, sunny days, dripping popsicles, short haircuts, tinted sunglasses, cotton candy, amusement parks, traveling, blasting music on the car radio, wagging dog tails, large sunflowers, snow cones.

SIDE J — THE AUTUMN: pumpkin lattes, warm bakeries, warm colours, hair braids, soft sweaters, colourful leaves, purring cats, dark chocolate bars, romance movies, soft music, zentangling, vintage cameras.

SIDE K — THE SPRING: floral scents, peach tea, mint shampoo, tinkling laughter, video cassettes, colourful paintings, excited smiles, lollipop sticks, blooming flowers, melting snow, action movies, singing in the shower.

Uhhhh if my any people wanna do it go for it but if @carbonquark @fuckingidiotboy and @short-and-really-angry wanna do make sure y’all tag me

[popculturebuffet]

Paul Dini’s Jingle Belle: “Sanity Clauses” review or Santa’s Court Ordered Family Therapy Holiday Special

Merry Christmas everyone! I”m finally back on the reviewing reindeer after a week out with a cold, aside from the usual ducktales review, and it’s once again a comission from friend of the blog and the only guy who pays me for reviews weirdkev27. If you have your own holliday hyjinks you’d like me to review I do reviews of television and comics for 5 dollars an episode/issue, wtih variable prices for trades in comics case depending on length. Hit me up via my dm’s here on tumblr or send me an ask for my discord if you want to know more. WIth that plug out of the way away we go.  This one was a bit unusual... in that when Kev bought it up I assumed he was going to buy a few issues of Jingle Belle, Paul Dini’s creator owned character we’re talking about today, and just have me review those. What I didn’t realize is he was buying me the full package, a collection of pretty much every jingle belle tale, as well as the released after it “Handmade’s Tale”. one shot. So yeah, while I had’nt really thought of rules for this kind of thing before from now on your free to buy a work for me to review... just keep in mind i’ts both not required for me to review something, and will not wave the commission fee as I use those fees to pay bills, buy things I need like charger cables, and just generally keep my bank account afloat while I look for a day job. 

But... since I hadn’t firmly established any of this yet, and since Kev’s gift means a bunch more commissions from a guy who not only made sure I could afford Christmas, but who has provided me steady work while i’m out of work... this one’s on the house.  So with all the jargon settled, who is Jingle Belle? Jingle Belle is an indie comics character created and owned by Paul Dini in 1998. Paul Dini is an animation god, who thanks to this review I know more about his career than I did before and as much as I always should have. Dini got his start in the 80′s, writing for everything from He Man to Gary Coleman Adventures, before getting called up to the big leagues for Tiny Tune Adventures around the time of the animation renaissance. To my shock, as  I wasn’t aware he wrote for that fine program, he wrote 35 episodes including my personal favorite Prom-ise her Anything.  But while a talented comedy writer, his main talent would show when he moved on to Batman the Animated Series as a writer and story editor. He was one of the main creative forces along with Bruce Timm, with the two going on to make the DCAU, aka some of the best superhero shows ever made, after already making easily one of if not THE best with BTAS. And Timm’s influence showed, Co-Creating Harley Quinn with Timm, and writing the series best episode Heart of Ice, which reworked Mr Freeze from a hoaky silver age villian into the tragic and thoroughly sympathetic character he’s been since that episode. Seriously that’s another one to add to the review pile.. which is giant and sentient at this point. And seriously EVERY episode on his imdb page credits is an utter classic and one I remember fondly. The guy is one of the most talented and seemingly nicest guys in the business and both the world of batman and the world of animation owe him a LOT.  So to my surprise, I found out in the 2000′s he had a comic, Jingle Belle.. then for whatever reason just never dug into it till now. But now post digging Jingle Belle is Paul Dini’s long running series of one shots and series at various companies following the adventures of Santa’s rebellious teenage-ish daughter.. techincally she’s in the 200′s but still looks and acts like a teenager. The idea came about when he got a christmas card from Stephen Speilberg, and wondered how the kids of famous folks dealt with that and if they resented their famous fathers. And whose more famous than santa?. The series spins both out of that brilliant idea and out of Dini’s love for sunday comic strips, back when the panels were larger and creators were given more freedom to go nuts, though even today i’ve seen plenty of great stuff so it’s not all lost pauly.  So in that spirit rather than one long ongoing Jingle Belle is instead a series of one shots, stories in anthologies and what have you, one and done stories more focused on the comedy. The comic has bounced around from various publishers, starting as something pitched to Oni Press, home of Scott Pilgrim and not much else, and has bounced around various publishers since, most recently ending up at IDW, where the trade i’m reading from comes from. So how does a great concept from one of the world’s most creative minds shake out? Let’s unwrap this present and find out. 

We open with an appropriately christmasy rhymey opening as we get the story of Jingle Belle: She’s the daughter of santa claus and mrs. claus, in this case the Queen of the Elves. Which isn’t established until the next story but whatever. And as you’d expect she grew up a cheery, rosey little girl who loved helpiing dad in the workshop.. then everything changed when puberty attacked. 

As you can see Jingle is now your standard Bratty Teenage Daughter sterotype. At least in this story. See this initial story feels much like a pilot: It’s clear things aren’t ironed out 100% for the idea, and i’ts more a self contained way to get across the general idea, that being Santa has a rebellious teen daughter, via what comes off as an snl skit in comic book form. THat’s not an insult, it’s a GOOD snl skit, and I am genuinely surprised only one movie company’s attempted adapting this comic: the concept is great. I’m just letting you know what i’m working with is all. 

So naturally as a high concept comedy skit, Jing soon, after sharing some cigarettes with the local eskmo boys and accidently lighting her Reindeer’s butt on fire and wrecking her sleigh and some surrounding property, Santa is at his witt’s end and we end up in family therapy. And honestly.. Santa in a family therapists office is a great concept. IT’s why I compare it to a sketch: It’s just a simple one line proposal that’s really damn funny and really damn eye catching. It’s often REALLY hard to get a good santa parody going, so I admire how well he pulled it off here.  But what really centers it is Jing giving her side, making her a bit more than the mostly one dimensional bratty rebellious daughter she’s been pegged as. Oh sure tha’ts still mostly what she is here, I’ll leave it to later stories to flesh her out hopefully, but she gives vallid reasons WHY she acts out: She points out no one even knew Santa had a daughter, and she has no songs or specials or any of that about her. The most Santa can offer up is “Jingle Bells” because the boys say “jingle all the way”... which really, especially in 2020, just makes HIM come off worse for not only slut shaming his daughter, but that the best defense he can offer is “Well some local boys talk about how you boned them that counts right?”. 

That.. poorly aged joke aside Jingle brings up another good point on how sh’es on his shit list.. errr.. naughty list. Still a good gag. And yeah the therapist is understandably surprised Santa dosen’t give his own daughter presents, though his wife does give a valid counter to that: He has to hold a higher standard than anybody. 

And that’s why I’m really intrigued by this concept and want to read more: WE have plenty of stories about Santa’s kids, i’ll grant, from him adopting a kid like in elf, to him passing on the legacy with films like Arthur Christmas and Fred Claus, or even just films about his legacy, like the Santa Claus, aka that time Santa died and his clothes forced Tim Allen into a job he dosen’t want with weight and beard gain he didn’t ask for via yuletide mummy’s curse to become the new santa and nearly loose custody of his child. What i’m saying is the concept is inherently fascinating and The Santa Clause is deeply terrifying if you stop to think about it for two seconds.. as is the sequel what with it’s Nazi Robot Santa Claus Tim Allen. Yes really. 

But this one’s unique in that it’s not about the legacy. Oh sure Santa tries to get Jing interested, and his last attempte wound up with them having to take the bus, another great gag and i’m glossing over most because this is a very funny little comic, but the main focus is more on what kind of pressure that puts on a kid: wouldn’t you rebel too if your parents wanted you to be perfect and to follow in the family business of being basically a perfect human being? Jing herself sums it up perfectly towards the end of the story. 

Granted after a tearful hug, Jing internally says “that new snowboard is mine.. but i’ts hard not to feel that a godo chunk of this is genuine. Sure she’s playing her parents a bit but.. you’d crack too if your dad was freaking Santa. I’m really intrigued to see where this goes both comedically and character stuff wise. 

So we end on another christmasy narration bit as Belle plays good for a while, snapping only when it docent seem like she gets her snowboard. A comedy ending and an eh one. Not the best honeslty, I feel the comci would’ve been better ended just at the snowboard is mine bit, but i’ve seen worse. 

Final Thoughts: A really good story. WHile it’s rough around the edges, clearly Dini and others have buffed them out over two decades, and i’m really intrigued to see more of this this holiday season and others. Again some parts, mostly playing Jing being sexually liberated for “OH HAW HAW SHE’S A SLUT” laughs is cringe inducing, but most of the jokes have aged well and for a pilot it’s not bad. I really look forward to reading more of the character and diving into her this season and beyond. 

Until then be good to one another, have a happy holidays and always remember: There's  always another rainbow. 

[thekingtchalamet]

KING OF HELL [ J•JK ] iv

“

though love was forbidden where the fire ran hotter than the sun, when the man who rules it all meets the one with power that matches his own, emotions that have never been felt and war that has never been seen will reign over all.

”

pairings

kingofhell!jungkook x dragon!reader

summary

when a prophecy states the downfall of heaven, what are the angels supposed to do then lock away the one thing the king of hell was born to find, born to love.

warnings

for all chapters —

gore, angst, smut, violence, abuse

for this chapter —

mentions of abuse, angst, sexual tension

as taehyung slept in the silk confinements of one of the many beds hidden within the castle that belonged to jungkook, you held his hand tightly and watched as rose cut her arm dribbled her own blood into a large wine glass. you knew who rose was, as did taehyung, she was one of the rebellious angels. she followed in footsteps of jungkook’s father, rebelled against god and was flung down to the hot depths of hell. jungkook didn’t have a mother, not a real blood one anyways, jungkook was a creation. rose had rebelled against the lord when she was young, she had fallen in love with not only a demon, but a female demon. simply for loving a woman alone, rose was sent down to spend the rest of her life in hell, but as this was not only a girl but a demon as well, it was double the crime. though, at first, rose had believed what she did was a crime but as she had grown in hell, she really found herself. she had intimate relationships with women, men, and those with a gender that was unknown. taehyung had told you her story, and confessed to his own sin, of loving a man. due to his knowledge of dark arts though, nobody found out of his true feelings to the angel that fluttered his wings ever so delicately and followed the commands of heaven’s council with confidence and a mind of his own.

“you were in prison for five hundred years,” rose spoke softly as she lifted the cup of blood to taehyung’s lips, guiding the red liquid through his lips, “that must have been true pain, i was in prison for five days and those days still haunt me.”

“five hundred years is nothing to me, it’s already a blur,” you lied, trying to dismiss the subject of the torture you endured doing those many hours and days.

“you don’t need to lie,” lisa, a demon whom you’ve realised is in love with rose, spoke. you knew of the ban of love, but you also knew that if there were rebellious angels, then there’d be rebellious demons as well. lisa was a loyal demon to jungkook, did everything he asked of her, but she could not follow the command of to never fall in love. rose had the same feelings, the two of them snuck around jungkook’s back in order to be at their ultimate happiness. the other council members knew of this love affair, and all kept the secret, not even knowing that the others knew. “you’re our queen, no matter what you went through, our respect will never waver.”

“thank you,” you nodded, “once jungkook comes to the realisation that we need each other to defeat heaven and control the three realms, i will make sure he lifts this ban on love. you two are in love, and that secret will stay with me until you two are ready.”

“you are too generous,” rose spoke, her eyes becoming glassy as she kept them on taehyung, not having the confidence to truly look you in the eyes after their secret had been revealed to one of the most powerful beings in creation.

“many believe that heaven is a place full of peace, but it is the furthest from peace,” you spoke, trusting these girls that were in your presence, “the angels are running around like chickens with their heads lost, the lord has disappeared from heaven and the council have no clue where he is. heaven has turned from a place humans would love, to a place that is worse than the imagination of hell. love is accepted there, as long it is a man to a woman. the torture there was one nobody could fathom. they chained me with silver chains, as if they were waiting for the silver to melt my wings off and my head from my neck. they would come in every day, simply to inject melted down silver into my veins and to tighten the collar they had wrapped around my neck. angels are supposed to be delicate, once upon a time they were delicate, but as the prophecy got closer, they turned. they act more like the sterotypical demons than true and pure angels.”

while rose aided taehyung through the first step of the ritual, in order to break the blinding white spell the angels had placed on both of you and him, jungkook held a meeting with his council. they were discussing mundane things at that moment, far from the topic jungkook truly wanted to be on. seokjin had raised the topic of using less oranges in fruit based meals and try out the passion fruit that was going to waste in the back of his kitchen. hoseok had talked about the new spell he discovered, one more ancient than anyone in the council and jungkook, and suggested the option of teaching hoseok’s deciples the spell, too which was shut down as a safety precaution to the council members and jungkook.

“our queen, what weapons shall the queen use in the battle against heaven? i’m assuming that’s why we’re all here,” yoongi mumbled as he twirled a pencil with the sheer force of anger he held inside of him.

slamming his hands onto the table, causing not only the castle to shake but the entire realm. jungkook was not happy, he hadn’t been happy the day she arrived, he hadn’t let himself be happy. he still refused to accept the fact that you, the only dragon left in existence, was to be his queen, to be his love and the woman to rule alongside him. “she is not your queen.”

scoffing, namjoon had had enough of jungkook’s antics and his spoilt behaviour, “now boy, you may be king but i am older, so you will listen. she is your queen, you love her, it’s in there somewhere and you know it. stop trying to control everything and let the prophecy run how it’s supposed to, other wise you will end up in so much pain.”

“and who will be the one hurting me,” jungkook growled, not wanting to listen to the older man, but the words he spoke lingering in his mind. did he love you? yes. did he want to love you? no.

“she will, jungkook,” jimin spoke softly, he knew he had no right to speak out. jimin was lucky he was even apart of the council, he was a simple demon, no royalty coursing through his veins, but he was the only one that could make jungkook see sense. “no matter how much you defy the prophecy, she will still be our queen. the moment she was born, she was our queen.”

huffing, jungkook was about to stand until a demon came barging into the hall. it was a young demon, only newly turned with a bright future under the mentor of lisa. with hands shaking from anger, jungkook lifted his hand and sent the young demon crashing to the wall with so much force that it cracked the actual concrete. growling, jungkook spoke towards the lesser demon, “what do you want.”

“leave him,” your voice echoed through the hall, making everyone’s eyes widen. jungkook had been so angry that he didn’t even feel the power that grew in his veins as she got closer. turning your gaze towards hoseok, you spoke in a softer tone, “taehyung is waking up, the first stage of the ritual is over, please complete the rest of the stages.”

nodding his head, hoseok stood and followed the commands of his queen, of you. as your gaze fell upon jungkook once again, you watched as he let the young demon out of his grip and dismiss his council meeting at the same time. just as the door closed behind jimin, the last of the council, jungkook had teleported himself to purely centimetre always from you. your foreheads resting against each other and your breaths mixing together to create a symphony of heavy breathing. jungkook’s eyes were closed while yours were open wide with surprise, the power surging through your veins sending tingles up your spine and goosebumps all over your body. this was the closest the two of you had been, and by far it felt amazing. you could feel your power throbbing against your body, you felt amazing, until you reminded yourself that if you got stronger, taehyung got weaker. pushing jungkook away from you, you hissed at him and tried to walk away. but jungkook had other plans for you, pulling you back to him, jungkook’s black eyes gazed into your golden ones.

“i banned love for a reason,” jungkook growled, his voice contradicting against his soft face, “but you make that difficult for me to follow my own rules. i banned love, so we would never happen, because i was selfish. i want to rule heaven on my own, but the universe wants us to rule heaven together.”

“they want us to make a better heaven,” you spoke, “they want us to make a better earth too. they don’t want us to rule over the realms, they want us to lead them into a better future.”

“tell me that you hate me, that i’m disgusting,” he growled, “tell me! so i can stop falling for you.”

“though lying is one of the many sins you allow in hell,” you mumbled as your hands made it’s way to his cheeks, “it is one thing i will never do to you.”

it was like everything had changed, jungkook had dropped the act, let the prophecy take it’s course. he felt the emotions bubble in his heart and felt the power take over his body, it was a feeling of euphoria for both of you.