#i genuinely never thought the comics would ever finish

[anonomi]

Holy shit after 7 years I can't believe it. It finally happened. Spy beat the bald allegations.

[muiitoloko]

Hi, first of anything I love and ate up every single thing you wrote. That said I NEED a story where Sev is about to be a dad, they are both in the last week of pregnancy just waiting for the moment the little girl (why do we all see him as a baby girl dad tho?) and he's just reflexive on how his life is right now after suffering so much and thinking he would die alone. If you want to add the birth and baby birth that's even better 💔 thanks.

Title: The Twin Stars in Snape's World

Summary: Severus's world shifts entirely with the birth of his daughters, filling the shadows of his past with light and love that he never thought he’d experience.

Pairing: Severus Snape × Fem! Reader

Warnings: None

Author's Notes: It’s not exactly what you asked for, but I was already working on a third chapter for my fanfic Daddy Snape's Dilemma, and your request totally nudged me to finish it up and post it! Hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it!

First, Second and Third part here.

Also read on Ao3

The final week of your pregnancy arrived, and Severus Snape was, without a doubt, more nervous than you had ever seen him. Over the past months, his protectiveness had gradually intensified, but now, as you neared the end, it had reached an almost comical extreme. He refused to let you out of his sight, shadowing your every move with the intensity of a hawk, his tall, lean figure looming close no matter where you went.

At Hogwarts, his vigilance took on a new form. Snape had all but bullied Dumbledore into hiring a temporary teacher to cover your Ancient Runes classes. You could tell Dumbledore found the whole thing rather amusing, indulging Snape’s demands with a patient, almost fatherly tolerance. As for Snape, there was no humor in it—his determination was fueled by what seemed to be genuine, bone-deep fear.

Instead of teaching, you were relegated to a bedroom at the back of the Potions classroom, with Snape popping in between his own lessons to check on you. You had never seen him so anxious, his usual stoic facade cracking more with each passing day. He would pace outside your quarters, shoulders tense, the dark circles under his eyes deepening. Despite his best efforts to hide it, he was deeply stressed, behaving as if he were the one about to give birth.

You noticed that this worry manifested in another unexpected way: the matter of naming your daughters. Every day he would bring you lists, scrolls of parchment filled with options he had painstakingly compiled, poring over the names with the same scrutiny he’d apply to brewing a delicate, dangerous potion. Each name had to be perfect, meaningful, and worthy.

He had presented you with everything from mythological names to obscure, poetic words he’d found in ancient texts. You, however, had a different approach. “Severus,” you said one evening as he handed you yet another list, his expression serious, “I know you want to have everything planned, but… we’ll know their names when we see them. Don’t you think?”

Snape’s gaze turned sharp, his dark eyes narrowing slightly as if the suggestion was almost sacrilegious. “And what if we don’t?” he retorted, his voice low and pointed. “What if we look at them and realize we’ve failed to give them names that reflect who they are meant to be?”

You bit back a smile, reaching out to touch his hand, feeling the tension radiate from his slender, calloused fingers. “Severus, we won’t fail them just because we haven’t decided on names yet. They’re our daughters—they’ll be extraordinary no matter what we call them.”

He sighed, his shoulders relaxing a fraction as he looked down at you, the intensity in his gaze softening. “I���m merely trying to… prepare. It is my responsibility as their father to see to it that they have everything they need—even a name that will protect them from the start.”

His protectiveness tugged at your heart, and you squeezed his hand. “You’re already giving them everything they need, Severus. They’ll have you.”

Snape’s expression shifted, a rare vulnerability flickering across his angular face, though he quickly hid it. “Yes, well…” he muttered, glancing away. “I still believe we should at least shortlist a few options.”

Over the next few days, you managed to narrow down the lists together, though every time you thought you’d settled on something, he’d return with yet another alternative he deemed equally worthy. It became almost endearing, watching him struggle with his need for control over something as uncontrollable as birth.

You chuckled one evening, teasing him, “You do realize, Severus, that the girls might decide their names for us? They could arrive and look nothing like any of these.”

His frown deepened, though a hint of amusement flickered in his dark eyes. “They will look like you,” he replied, his voice almost possessive, as though that was an immutable fact. “And if they resemble you, then any name I choose will be worthy.”

In the quiet moments, you could see past his impatience, his need for everything to be just so. He was terrified. The great, imposing Severus Snape, who had faced dangers most wizards could scarcely imagine, was terrified of this unknown journey. And though he hid it behind his meticulous planning, his anxiety was evident in every line he wrote, every name he researched.

One night, as he sat beside you, poring over yet another scroll, you couldn’t help but place your hand over his, stilling his movements. “Severus,” you said softly, your voice gentle, “it’s all right to be scared.”

He didn’t pull his hand away, but he didn’t meet your eyes, his jaw tight. “I am not afraid,” he replied, though his tone lacked conviction. His voice was softer, almost strained. “I simply… cannot afford any mistakes. Not with them. Not with you.”

You placed a hand on your belly, feeling a gentle kick as if one of the babies could sense his unease. You guided his hand to the spot, letting him feel the movement.

“They’re already telling us they’re fine,” you whispered, smiling as his eyes softened, a faint blush creeping up his pale cheeks. “And you’re going to be an incredible father.”

For a brief moment, the tension melted from his face, replaced by a rare, unguarded expression. He watched you, his hand lingering on your belly, his thumb tracing small, soothing circles over the spot where he’d felt the kick.

“Two girls,” he murmured, almost to himself, his voice filled with a strange mixture of awe and dread. “I don’t know if I’m prepared for this.”

You leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek, your heart swelling with love for this man who had, against all odds, become so much more than you’d ever dreamed possible. “You’ll be ready, Severus,” you assured him, your voice full of conviction. “They’re already lucky to have you.”

In that moment, as he held you close, his face buried in your shoulder, you knew that no matter what names were chosen, no matter how unprepared he felt, your daughters would be loved beyond measure. And for Severus, that was the truest magic of all.

Snape sat at his desk, his gaze flickering over the rows of students carefully attempting the day’s potion. A faint curl of distaste tugged at his lips as he caught sight of Potter, who, as usual, seemed perilously close to ruining his cauldron’s contents. Snape had already reprimanded him once that morning, his words slicing through the dungeon air with the sharpness he reserved for the boy. Yet now, as he sat in silence, the other students barely daring to breathe, his attention drifted elsewhere, pulled toward thoughts far removed from the dungeons of Hogwarts.

Just behind him, a faint rustle and creak filtered through the door to your shared quarters. The faint sounds of movement as you stirred from sleep. A warmth crept into his chest, breaking through the stoic shell he maintained with such precision.

As his gaze returned to the students before him, he felt the familiar, bittersweet pang of Lily’s memory—his first love, and his greatest regret. For so long, her shadow had been his constant companion, filling him with a cold, unrelenting ache. Protecting her son had become his purpose, his penance. And after her death, he had accepted that this mission would likely be the only meaning his life would ever have. There had been a time when he thought he might die carrying it out—perhaps even hoped for it.

But then you had entered his life.

A sigh escaped his lips, almost inaudible beneath the simmering of potions and the scratch of quills. The world had shifted when you came into it, and now, with the prospect of your daughters’ arrival in only three days, he felt that shift more acutely than ever. A sense of purpose, something wholly separate from his debt to Lily, had taken root within him.

You had given him a reason to live that went beyond atonement. The life growing within you, two delicate lives entwined with his own, felt like a redemption he had never believed possible. For the first time, he could imagine a future not defined by sacrifice and solitude, but by something richer, something gentler.

Snape’s hand tightened briefly around the edge of his desk, and he watched his students, their heads bent over their cauldrons, oblivious to his thoughts. He had spent years mastering his emotions, transforming them into weapons, shields, armor against the outside world. But now, he realized that he could no longer afford to wield that armor so thoughtlessly.

These children, his daughters—they would be born into a world fractured by war, a world where he had a role to play in the coming darkness. Yet for them, he could not allow himself the luxury of despair or surrender. For the first time, he couldn’t imagine simply fading away into the shadows after Voldemort’s defeat. It was no longer an option to leave this life without knowing that his daughters would grow up strong, safe, and surrounded by the kind of love he had never known.

As the thought took root, Snape’s jaw tightened, a new resolve settling over him like a cloak. He would survive this war. He would survive, not because of some duty to the past, but because of a responsibility to the future—to his family. He would see his daughters grow up; he would teach them, protect them, stand by their side as they learned about the world and perhaps even found their own places in it.

For once, the prospect of living beyond the war held something other than pain. A faint vision of two young girls, with bright eyes and curious minds, drifted through his mind. His daughters, growing up, asking questions about the stars, about potions, perhaps even about love. And you—by his side, guiding them with the warmth he could only hope to echo.

The shrill sound of a student’s cauldron hissing sharply brought him back to the present. He narrowed his eyes at the offending student, who paled under his glare and quickly adjusted the heat, stammering an apology. Snape stood up abruptly, his dark eyes narrowing as he prepared to address the room. But before he could say a word, a loud crash echoed through the dungeons as the door to his quarters burst open.

He whipped around, dark eyes narrowing, but whatever sharp retort had been on his lips vanished as he took in the sight before him.

There you stood, gripping the doorway, your face flushed, one hand braced against your lower back and the other cradling your rounded belly. The look on your face was equal parts determination and alarm, but it was the words that followed that sent his heart racing.

“It’s happening,” you gasped, your voice shaky but clear.

For a moment, Snape stood frozen, your words echoing in his mind, the meaning of them almost surreal. Happening? He glanced down, his mind racing. Surely not—

His thoughts halted abruptly as Ron Weasley’s voice, loud and tactless, filled the silence. “Why’s she peeing herself in front of everyone?”

Hermione’s horrified gasp quickly followed, and she smacked him on the arm, whispering furiously, “She’s not peeing herself, Ron! Her water’s broken! She’s giving birth!”

That was all it took to snap Snape out of his stunned stupor. The babies were coming—now. Much earlier than planned. His eyes widened, and he lunged from behind his desk, moving to your side in an instant, his usual composure nowhere in sight.

“Merlin,” he muttered under his breath, one hand hovering awkwardly near you, unsure whether to support you or hold back in case he only made things worse. “You… you’re sure?” he stammered, though he immediately realized how absurd that question was.

You managed a small, pained laugh. “Quite sure, Severus.”

His mind raced as he attempted to regain his bearings. The portkey to St. Mungo’s—they’d had it prepared weeks ago, but it had seemed more like an overcautious precaution at the time. Now, with the urgency of the situation hitting him, he felt his calm shatter.

He shot a look around the classroom, and his gaze landed on the nearest student—Hermione Granger, who was watching with wide eyes, clearly understanding the seriousness of the situation. “Miss Granger,” he barked, his voice laced with barely concealed panic, “fetch Professor McGonagall. Tell her to cover this class immediately.”

Hermione jumped to her feet, nodding fervently as she dashed from the room, her own nervous energy amplifying the urgency. Meanwhile, Snape turned back to you, his heart racing as he tried to mask his worry.

“Severus,” you breathed, clutching his arm. “The portkey—”

He nodded quickly, releasing a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding. “Yes, of course.” His hand moved to his robes, fingers fumbling as he retrieved the small, inconspicuous glass vial enchanted to transport you both directly to St. Mungo’s.

He held the vial up to you, and you grabbed it, your other hand gripping his arm tightly as the room around you vanished in a whirl of colors. The bustling noise of Hogwarts faded, replaced by the sterile quiet of the St. Mungo’s ward as you both landed in the reception area, nearly stumbling from the sudden shift in location.

A Healer rushed toward you both, her eyes widening as she took in the scene. “Mrs. Snape—oh my, it’s early!” she exclaimed, gesturing to an available stretcher as she signaled to her colleagues. “Let’s get you to a delivery room.”

Snape’s hands hovered near you, his face a mixture of worry and focus as he helped you onto the stretcher. As the Healers moved you down the hallway, he kept pace beside you, his long strides easily matching their quick pace. He reached out to take your hand, gripping it tightly as you squeezed back, the intensity of the contractions beginning to set in.

“You’re doing fine,” he murmured, his deep voice steadier than he felt. “Just breathe.”

A faint smile crossed your face despite the pain. “Severus Snape, giving breathing advice. Now I’ve seen everything.”

He quirked an eyebrow, though his expression softened. “Mock me all you like, but keep breathing.”

The Healers moved efficiently, ushering you into the delivery room and setting you up as Snape hovered close, his dark gaze flicking anxiously between you and the medical staff. He could feel the old fear surfacing—the fear of the unknown, the helplessness of standing by while others took over. But your hand in his grounded him, your presence reminding him that he was exactly where he needed to be.

A Healer turned to him, her expression calm and reassuring. “It may take a few hours, Professor. These things are rarely quick, and with twins…”

Snape’s jaw tightened, but he nodded, settling into a chair beside you, his hand never leaving yours.

Hours passed, though they felt like mere minutes to him. He was acutely aware of every moment—the sound of your breathing, the tightening of your grip during contractions, the reassuring words from the Healers. He remained silent, his face a mask of concentration, his own discomfort forgotten in his focus on you.

The hours stretched, each contraction increasing the tension in the room. Severus remained by your side, his hand firmly gripping yours, his dark eyes watching every move the Healers made with suspicion. But the moment the lead Healer suggested you get up and walk to help progress the labor, his calm snapped.

“Walk?” His voice, usually controlled and low, rose sharply, filled with uncharacteristic alarm. “You expect her to walk in this state? Are you out of your minds?”

The Healer, a kindly-looking witch with graying hair, gave Severus a reassuring smile, accustomed to nervous fathers. “Professor Snape,” she began gently, “encouraging movement can help speed things along. It’s quite common, especially with twins.”

Severus’s mouth opened and closed a few times, his face paling even more. “Common?” he echoed incredulously, his gaze darting from you to the Healer. “My wife is in labor, Madam, with twins, and you want her to walk about like she’s merely out for a stroll?”

Despite the contractions, you couldn’t help but chuckle at his outburst. “Severus,” you managed between breaths, reaching out to squeeze his hand. “It’s fine. I can walk a little.”

He looked at you, his dark eyes wide with concern, clearly torn. The thought of you enduring even the smallest discomfort was driving him nearly mad. “If—if you’re certain…” he muttered, though his grip on your arm was firm as he helped you out of bed, as if preparing to catch you at the slightest misstep.

The Healer guided you both down the hall for a short, careful walk, Severus muttering under his breath with every step, shooting fierce looks at any Healer who dared suggest you keep moving. When you paused, wincing as another contraction hit, he practically growled at the Healer. “If there’s any risk to my wife or our daughters…” He let the threat linger, his face a mask of furious protectiveness.

Finally, you were able to return to the bed, and though the labor continued slowly, Severus remained at your side, holding your hand and murmuring soft reassurances. His fingers trembled slightly as he brushed back your hair, the love and worry in his gaze evident even as he tried to keep his composure.

It was nearly dawn when the sound of footsteps echoed down the hall, followed by a cheerful voice that could only belong to Albus Dumbledore. The headmaster entered, his arms laden with trinkets, including tiny stuffed owls, a miniature cauldron, and a set of rattles that jingled softly. He looked as though he had raided the entire children’s section of Diagon Alley.

“Severus, my boy!” he called warmly, his blue eyes twinkling as he approached. “I heard there was a new arrival or two on the way. Ah, and Minerva!” He turned, gesturing as Professor McGonagall entered, a faintly amused smile on her face as she took in Severus’s tense form by your bedside.

Dumbledore began to hand out trinkets, placing the little toys on the table near your bed, each accompanied by a soft hum and a lemon drop he popped into his mouth with relish. “The finest wares from Diagon Alley,” he declared, his tone bright. “Only the best for the future Misses Snape!”

Minerva moved closer to you, her expression softening as she reached for your hand. “How are you holding up, dear?” she asked, her Scottish accent laced with warmth. “Severus here has kept us all quite informed on your progress. I daresay I’ve never seen him in such a state.”

“Nor has anyone else, I assure you,” you replied, managing a tired smile. Severus shot Minerva a look that could have melted cauldrons, though his hand never left yours.

Dumbledore continued to rummage through his collection, holding up a small toy wand that emitted a shower of harmless sparks. “I thought this might suit,” he said with a wink. “We must start their magical education early.”

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the Healers gave the signal. Severus held your hand tightly, his face a mix of awe and terror as the final stage of labor began. You saw a single tear slip down his usually composed face, his grip tightening as he whispered, “You’re incredible. I— I am so proud of you.”

The Healers wheeled you down a quiet, dimly lit corridor, Severus’s tall, shadowy form looming beside you, never letting you out of his sight. His dark eyes, usually hardened and calculating, were softened with a mixture of awe and profound vulnerability as he took in every detail of the room being prepared for the birth of your daughters.

The faint echoes of magical murmurs from the Healers filled the room as they adjusted the equipment and spells needed. Severus moved to your side, his long, slender fingers brushing against your hand with a tentative gentleness. You could feel his nervous energy, the intense worry that he tried so desperately to mask beneath his stoic exterior.

As the contractions intensified, he bent down, his pale, angular face close to yours, his hair falling forward to shield his expression. His deep voice, usually sharp and guarded, softened as he whispered, “I’m here. You’re not alone, amore.”

The Healers instructed him to step back slightly, readying themselves for the delivery. Though he complied, his piercing gaze never left you, as if he were willing every ounce of his strength to help you through this moment.

Moments later, the room filled with a powerful, almost sacred silence as the first cry rang out—a thin, wailing sound that sent a tremor through Severus. One of the Healers approached, cradling a tiny, wriggling form swaddled in soft white fabric, and extended her towards Severus. His expression froze, and for a split second, he seemed almost paralyzed by fear.

The Healer’s voice was gentle. “Would you like to hold your daughter, Professor Snape?”

He nodded, though his hands trembled as he reached out. Carefully, she placed the baby in his arms, her tiny face peeking out from the blanket, her features so delicate and small they seemed otherworldly. Severus looked down at her, his dark eyes filled with a mixture of wonder and disbelief. His usually cold demeanor melted away, replaced by an intense, overwhelming tenderness that softened every line of his face.

“She’s…” His voice faltered, thick with emotion. His eyes glistened, and he swallowed hard, blinking back tears as he took in every detail—the soft curve of her cheeks, her tiny fingers curling into fists, her miniature nose. She was perfect, and in that moment, he realized he would do anything to protect her. He bent his head, his deep voice a reverent whisper. “You’re perfect.”

Just as Severus seemed to settle into the awe of holding his daughter, your voice cut through, strained yet filled with strength as the next contraction began. He looked up, his dark gaze flickering between you and the tiny life cradled in his arms, torn between staying with his newborn daughter and being by your side.

“Severus,” you managed, breathless, a smile breaking through the exhaustion, “go on… be there for her.”

He nodded, his gaze lingering on you for a beat, his expression raw with admiration, before he gently passed the baby to a nearby Healer, ensuring she would be safe. He crossed the room quickly, his dark robes sweeping behind him as he returned to your side, his long fingers slipping back into yours. You felt his grip, firm and unyielding, grounding you, as he whispered encouragements, his voice unsteady yet filled with pride.

Minutes later, a second cry filled the room, high and clear, and you saw Severus’s shoulders tremble with relief and elation. One of the Healers brought over the second newborn, a twin as delicate and perfect as her sister, and Severus stared at her, his heart swelling in his chest.

“She’s beautiful,” he murmured, almost to himself, his voice choked with a depth of feeling he rarely revealed. He took her into his arms, his slender fingers cradling her small head, his thumb gently tracing her cheek. His usually cold, intimidating face softened into something unrecognizable, a fierce love that lit his dark eyes with an intensity that left you breathless.

As he held her, the first Healer approached, bringing the other twin over to you, her tiny face nestled in the blanket. Your heart filled as you looked down at her, at the small, precious life you had brought into the world. In that moment, the room felt full of magic, not the kind that could be taught or brewed, but the kind that was born out of love, pure and unconditional.

Severus looked over at you, his expression softened beyond recognition, his piercing gaze filled with an almost painful tenderness as he watched you holding your daughter. For once, his stoic mask was gone, replaced by the vulnerability of a man who had finally found something worth living—and dying—for.

“They have your eyes,” you whispered, noting the dark lashes and tiny features, a hint of his unmistakable presence in them already.

He nodded, speechless, his voice catching as he tried to speak. When he finally found his words, they were barely above a whisper, his voice thick with emotion. “They’ll have your spirit… your kindness. And they’ll know they are loved.” His gaze met yours, a profound, unspoken promise shimmering in his eyes.

He reached out, his long fingers gently touching your cheek, and for the first time, you saw the walls he had so carefully built around his heart crumble, replaced by the love he had tried so hard to hide. Here, in this room, with his daughters in his arms and you by his side, Severus Snape had found his redemption. And it was more beautiful than he could have ever imagined.

[thiccsys]

can u dump random error facts.. maybe..

FACTS?? cracks my little knuckles

TW FOR SUICIDE MENTION!

okay. im gonna go off memory. so if i get anything wrong someone correct me.

- Error’s glasses have been around since Aftertale! Geno got them from Alphys with the wrong prescription. Because Geno is.. well, himself, he decided that the shitty prescription was “good enough” and rolled with it.

- Error is nearsighted. In the askerror comic Swap paps is seen standing far away. He is blurry. The closer he got to Error, the clearer his image became

- Error’s REAL name is Gaylord Scooter Brighton (im not making this up)

- Contrary to popular belief, Error can feel guilt. Guilt is hinted at in CQ’s summary of what could’ve been (a completed Error comic much like Aftertale).

- Error Papyrus and Error Undyne are canonical characters within his story. I, however, don’t enjoy them as much as I enjoy Error himself, so they’re irrelevant to me

- Errors are literally some sort of species. Error isn’t the only one (Circuit, Proferror, the ones mentioned above, Blueberror). My memory might be failing me but I remember hearing that an Error’s “last thought” before becoming corrupted is very important. Why? I forgot. Is this actually true? I forgot, but i cant be bothered to check

- Error IS suicidal. After destroying all fhe AUs, he will kill himself. In addition, Error would kill himself if he ever became mentally sane enough to understand how hypocritical he is.

- Error has a sensitivity to Papyrus. He doesn’t like being asked about him, or “his brother.” In addition, he struggles to kill them, shown in the AskError comic as well. Geno’s still in there and it’s sooo so amazing to think about

- Error’s very insecure. Although the idea of him being this slay girlypop feather boa wearing king is amazing, he could never. I remember seeing a comic where he indirectly says he dislikes himself. Which makes sense— his narcissistic characteristics definitely stem from insecurity. “i feel like i’m the worst so i’ll act like im the best” mentality (we genuinely relate too much to this).

- Error canonically has five blue tongues

- Error’s glitches temporarily blind him at random. Yes, it happens when he is agitated or upset, but it also comes and goes as it pleases.

- Error’s glitches are painful. Crashes are painful. The scene of him first pulling strings from his sockets was likely EXTREMELY agonizing (i’m pretty sure he said it hurt himself while showing it all to blue).

- Error’s portals do seem to have some sort of replay ability. After all, how else could he have shown Blue what happened to himself?

- He’s very lonely. He wants friends. Living friends.

- CQ stated that Error is INTENTIONALLY made to make no sense. His character doesn’t make sense to you? Good! That’s the point! He’s an enigma that doesn’t even understand himself.

- Error can see and read code as if he were looking at a computer screen. He likes picking through the code of an AU before he destroys it

- Error loves Outertale and Undernovela. He will never finish his little job.

okay thats all i remember ty for asking :3

[noisyghost]

GOD I absolutely agree re:werewolf tropes, especially in romance. I want to read so many werewolf books, but So Many play into pack dynamics/violent werewolf bf/etc etc tropes that it feels nigh impossible to find something that will Hit for me specifically. Do you (or anyone who stumbles upon this) have any recs for werewolf media? Particularly that which is outside of romance as the main plot/genre? (Nothing against romance as a whole, I just don't tend to enjoy it when it's the main focus of a story)

god yeah im the exact same, its why i usually end up gravitating more towards horror werewolves cause at least then i dont normally have to worry about weird alpha boyfriend tropes lol. But that means i dont really have too many media recommendations! I'll put a couple thoughts under the read more, but if anyone has any recs, feel free to reply below 🙏

i don't have any book recommendations bc i havent read a real book in years so most of this will be movies/shows/comics

Being Human (US) is really good in a lot of places (one of my absolute favorite werewolf designs), but the last season really falls into a bunch of those werewolf bullshit tropes so i pretend it doesnt exist lol. i think the good bits outweigh the stupid though! I have also watched the UK version and its. not bad. i just didnt really get into it idk.

The Order 1886 barely feels like a werewolf game even though it is for sure a werewolf game lol. i would recommend just watching a playthru tho cause the gameplay is pretty much nothing but the plot and characters are very cool!!!!

Uhhhh everyone knows van helsing which is an objectively just an ok movie but the werewolves and vampires go so hard i have to like it. Dog Soldiers is also a fun campy flick, and i enjoyed werewolves within but thats more of a mystery than a genuine werewolf movie. Annndddd i did actually like the wolf man 2025 like. its gonna piss a lot of werewolf fans off i think and i know why people dont like it but i think the ideas and themes it presents are really interesting to me specifically! so idk if the individual werewolf enjoyer will like it in the same way i did but i will recommend it if u like werewolves that really lean into the disease/virus aspect of it.

Wilde Life is a webcomic that i really enjoy that is.... werewolf adjacent. I wouldnt really call Cliff a werewolf, more of a shapeshifter, but they sometimes call him a werewolf so its close enough for me to mention it and theres lots of other cool critters and scary bits to make the comic worth recommending.

I dont think Prague Race (webcomic) is officially available anymore but that also had some fun werewolves in it. You can probably find an archive of it if you google the name (the artist's new comic, 'tiger, tiger' is also very good but has nothing to do with werewolves lol)

How to be a werewolf is another webcomic that does do a bunch of the pack dynamic trope but the characters are charming and has some romance but it isn't the primary plot, its more about family than anything. and a female werewolf main character is always a plus!

uhhhh im sure theres more im forgetting these are just some of the ones from the top of my head

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ok literally this is so niche and i probably shouldnt even bother mentioning it but i have sat on this fic for literally 8 years now and it makes me so sad the author never finished it but. one of the only werewolf fanfics ive ever read that i really clicked with was an overwatch hanzo/cassidy fic called 'spurs don't pair with scare chords' and i need to put it here bc its the platonic ideal of a werewolf fic with a well paced romance that isn't the major intrigue point. its my white whale of a fanfic and it being unfinished haunts me. i wish overwatch was good

[iloveundertaesooomuch]

Some advice from AU Calebs!

Heck yeah I did it! Finally i finished ONE of the HUNDREDS AU crossover ideas I have in my head!! Crossovers are fun guys!! (I apologise for a bad english in advance. Writing this it a rush.)

"It's ok to ask for help." (A Reverse Of Feathers And Mud by @jess-the-vampire)

I couldn't make a crossover meme without the legend. Sorry, not sorry. He is such a sad lad but tries to stay positive and be happy for his family uydfykudsutsudskudsluds (*dies*). I have to admitt, Caleb's dad energy is too strong for me to handle without wanting a hug him. No wonder! He was THE grandpa for centuries straight without a break. At least Caleb gets his whole family together in the end. Comics with him and either Hunter and Philip or Luz and Eda make me run in cirles around the room aaaa.

"You are not a burden." (Brother's Keeper by @idoodlestuffsometimes)

Damn, you definetly created one of the darkest AU in the fandom. Each time I re-read AU related posts I scream my lungs out because it is so angsty and so great. I am genuinely scared of your Belos ngl, because.. this man didnt loose anything and he still proceeds to do all that stuff. Enconter with him has 0 survival rate.

POOR CALEB! At least in the world of memes he had an opportunity to flee the captivity twice (the bald head and the car). This man had no moment of mental rest for centuries oh my God. One of my friends wants to fight his brother personally to protec Caleb at all cost sksksk. Well, at least Hunter will always have an actually loving relative! And if the happy ending is going to be canon, I think the future looks great, especially knowing how much pain all your characters go through currently. (And I think both Caleb and Hunter would need the "you are not a burdain" affirmations. At least some form of support in their situation.)

You said in the latest ask-answer that BK!Caleb was supposed to have white streaks in his hair so I attempted to add them. Hope they look fine! Colors for the outfit I got from Belos, so they would match, I guess???

"Murder is okay." (Loose Strings by @oldmanpip)

My bro, brother, friend... Despite you being not to involved on the discord server, my brain is still rotting with your great awesome AUs. And I know you know that. Your Caleb is really loose in all sences of that word and I love that. Wonder if your AUs will ever be available to the public. Because oh boy oh boy they deserve to be recognised. (Loose Caleb is such a conservative grandpa who never did anything wrong, wdym?)

"Your feelings matter." (Pip In Time by @celestialscribbler)

Honestly? Man, your comic is the reason I got invested in Witteclaw couple at all. Even if the "Pip in time" is not their story, but you wrote their teen romance so sweetly. Those two melted my heart... I scream each time I re-read your comic for 100th time. Just WOAH my brain goes brrr! And Caleb as a character is also written really really well. I love him so much. He is such good brother but MAN HE NEEDS A BREAK FROM BEING AN ADULT! BOY! Insirt crying and heart emojis here.

(PS: hope you still care about your health!)

My thoughts:

I have been drawing this for more than a month I think? And the only reason for that is my university. I hope to actually get an ADHD diagnosis because something is clearly wrong with me. But thats not the point.

There are so many ideas in my head. Goofy and not. The only problem is that I have less and less ability to do what I want lately. I wish I could bring them all to life, but at the same I dont know if anyone will be interested. Would AU crossovers look too self-indulgent? Or nah? Idk. (Just Grimwalker-Isle already has so much potential for stupid ridiculous fun I am runnin on coffee juice.)

Litteraly my mind is plagued with different fun plots and possibilities I am going crazy. But I also have A TON of WIPs that I need to finish. Perhaps I will attempt to manage everything at once, but, no promises.

Wish me luck on my exams!

[draw-ren-draw]

Avantris Fan comic Scripts #1

Often when I get ideas for comics, I break my panels into scripts first. For one reason or another, some of these projects never get finished. These scripts are less prose-y than fics but still contain dialogue and basic interactions.

Seeing as I've been under the weather, I thought you might like to see some in this stage anyway. I hope they inspire or entertain! Enjoy~

The Reason Why [My indulgent thoughts over why Kremy continues to remain distant from Torbek (aside from comedy and the Warlock's genuine fear over the other's Witchlight abilities) flavored with a smattering of Coalecroux.] * * * *

Establishing shot- Carnival Lecroux are walking through a forest clearing. The crew has had a long day of traveling and are eager to set up camp. It seems as though their latest victory is due to Torbek. Frost and Gricko are congratulating the bugbear for a job well done. He looks at each in turn, in surprise. Gricko: "Good job Torbek! You really nailed it today!" Frost: "Yes, with this, we might finally get to the next town ahead of schedule. You really gave it your all." Sensing the Alligator Warlock coming up behind him, Torbek whips around, unable to help but anticipate more praise. Kremy doesn't even look at him. Kremy: "Good night Torbek." The lizardfolk wanders off, leaving Torbek to sag with disappointment and a sad groan. Gideon enters the frame, looking inquisitive. He follows to where Kremy went and finds the other already sitting by a campfire, on a log, fishing out something to smoke. The warlock doesn't bat an eye when Gideon strides up to join him, both comfortably doing as they have done for years now; an expected and normal routine. As the genasi settles next to him, he turns to Kremy, curiosity more than judgement furrowing his brow. Gideon: "Hey, how come you're so hard on Torbek?" Kremy continues to look ahead, puffing a smoke "I don't know whatcha mean, Gid. I've treated him like I always treat him." Gideon: "Yeah, exactly, even after all we been through?" He can't help but crack a small laugh at that. Gideon: "I mean, yeah, he's Torbek. But ain't telling people what they like to hear something yer good at? That's kinda your thing!" He pulls out his own cigar to take a puff, still jovial and relaxed. Gideon: "You know even one nice thing would have him ready to die for ya! It's like you can't even look at em!" Kremy breaks, finally looking at Gideon, flustered by the subject (and possibly how handsome Gideon looks in the previous panel) Kremy: "That's precisely why I can't, Gid!! Do you know what I see every time I do? Do you know what I SAW when I looked him over? Every time he gives me that big stupid hopeful smile?!.. My mistakes."

"…" Gideon pauses. Who is this and what have they done with Kremy? He breaks the tension with another laugh. Gideon: "What are you talking about, man? I thought we all agreed, we were only like, a little at fault and he's already forgave us for that!" Kremy, turning serious: "I ain't talking about just the witchlight."

Gid goes quiet.

Kremy: "Do you ever stop to think about why Torbek was picked? Out of everyone in the whole carnival?" Gideon: "Well yeah, we all said, the thing with the herris whee--" Kremy: "It's because they thought nobody would miss him. No one would notice if they took him away." A look of disgust fills Kremy's face. Kremy: "He was poor, he was stupid--" Gideon: "--Smelly?" Kremy: "Smelly. He was living in a dumpster!" The Warlock angrily tosses his cigarette, we follow the action as it hits the ground and bounces at the bottom of the panel. Kremy: "Cause I wasn't payin him! He was my employee Gid, and if he was just a little more put together, maybe so much might not have happened to him! How am I supposed to look him in the eye after that?!"

We hold on Kremy for a beat. Gideon offers his cigar from out of frame and Kremy takes a drag hesitantly.

Kremy: "Thing is--" He puffs out the smoke "I keep thinking about how much time gets thrown around here. And I ask myself… if I went back to those times, if I'd still keep his checks and end up handing him over all over again. And I think I would. I'm at war with myself for that." Gideon stares at Kremy, expression carefully guarded but concerned. For a bit of meta humor we hear the DM represented as a text box above him. Nikki: "Gideon not being good at words but knowing Kremy enough to understand his conflict and that it takes a lot of guts to admit that to yourself and know yourself that well puts his arm around the alligator." Gideon: "Well. That's a lot of maybes for ya Kremy. I didn't think you even thought about those. But you can start by making it up to him now. Then, maybe one day? Those maybes might be different."

We view the pair from the back now. With the genasi's arm slung around alligator's shoulder we finally see a flash of a smile from the other con artist.

Kremy: "Reckon you may be right gid. Reckon you may be right." (But he still isn't paying him any time soon)

[gaypastabake]

sad Edge head-cannony rambles

hey um uhhhh [Spoilers for the entirety of Sparks of Hope] and also TW: mentions of trauma ok thanks

Ok so im not really sure how to format this post, I just really wanted to talk about an important head-cannon of mine for Edge and I had so many ideas relating to it but no motivation to do any of them, like I started a short comic but don't want to finish it, so im just going to go on a weird ramble because that's all I know how to do.

Ive had a head-cannon for a while that Edge doesn't respond well to any sort of physical contact, like if somebody were to put a hand on her shoulder in a friendly manner she would interpret it as an attack and would punch them. Given that when she was created by Cursa she never had any kind of support group or friends she could really trust, its likely she's never been hugged before either, and even if she has been hugged during her spark-hunting days those people are long dead to her.

Edge has difficulties showing any kind of emotion given the circumstances of her creation, she was made to hunt sparks and nothing else. She was discouraged from feeling strong emotions as it could be a distraction from her task, and likely isn't used to showing her feelings. Not only that but the only people she had ever trusted turned their backs on her because she cared about the sparks, and was likely mocked and ridiculed for that sentiment.

In my personal head-cannon that's why Edge is so reserved and isolated from the rest of the Mario + Rabbids crew, because shes scared of putting herself in a situation where she appears emotionally vulnerable because of the incident with the spark hunters. In every cut-scene when everyone is on the WM-ARC she's always as far away from everyone else as possible, because she doesn't like getting close to people due to her own insecurities. She appears angry or indifferent all the time because she either doesn't know how to process or actively refuses to acknowledge her own thoughts and feelings, and is resorting to acting headstrong and annoyed

Something I wanted to write about in the Mario Rabbids fic I was planning is the possibility of Edge coming to terms with her emotional ineptitude and fears of getting close to people both emotionally and physically. I feel like in an instance where if she were in a relationship (platonic or romantic) with someone it would take her a while to get used to affection, she would get irrationally uncomfortable and stressed with physical contact and would likely try to ask for boundaries until she feels more comfortable putting herself in a vulnerable position. There's a scene ive planned in the fic where Edge finally feels comfortable and asks to cuddle, leading to her finally breaking down because she's never been used to real and genuine affection from another being.

guhhhhhhh there are allot of thoughts I have about her and if I think of any more head-cannons I will certainly talk about them without revealing too much of the plot for my fic.

I included the drawing because I felt this post would feel empty without it, especially since I tend to word vomit when talking about things I like. sorry if some of my thoughts are not coherent im not good at wording things.

[thingsareswinging]

So I finished Veilguard.

Things I liked:

-Hair physics! Not to be glib but the hair physics was spectacular

-Combat: the DA series has been drifting closer to being an action game with each instalment, so this one fully having a dodge roll and light/heavy attacks was fun. Shield boys got quite irritating at times, but booting them off ledges was always cathartic

-Conversations: the dialogue system seems to have a lot of internal reactivity. Characters reference things you said earlier, usually in ways that are fun, and occasionally in ways that are haunting. Rook feels the most like a character that is actually part of the friend group, even if they’re not invited to book club night.

-Spectacle: this game cribs hard from The Suicide Mission from ME2, which I was replaying the other day and had the thought ‘why did they never do this again? It’s clearly the best way to integrate the whole party into story missions’. DATV does it like six times, and it’s fantastic (and occasionally haunting). Generally speaking the Big Moments of this game are very fun.

-The pacing: this game is paced more like a run of comics than anything else; every party member has a running solo narrative that doesn’t tie into the main plot really at all, and the main story missions are like issues of Justice League or similar. It’s a fun structure and lets characters like Emmerich have a story that is just straight up Addams Family in tone, which would be weird if it was more explicitly tied to the plot.

-Solas: the variety of reactions Rook can have to Solas are incredible. I played a guy who fucking hated Solas for no reason more considered than the fact that Solas is a condescending prick, and I could feel my Rook have to actively remind himself that he hated Solas at times, usually right before Solas did something to remind you why he’s one of the bad guys of this plot.

Things I disliked but were things Inquisition did first:

-Really don’t like how Inquisition and DATV keep inexplicably trying to act like Flemeth was good this whole time. Flemeth was a monster with a grand purpose and trying to retcon her into also being secretly a good mother is something I don’t care for.

-This game is one of the most atheistic stories I have ever experienced.

Thing I genuinely did not like at all:

-That end stinger implying Loghain did what he did because a spooky mask ghost was whispering in his ear, motherfucker Loghain did what he did for understandable political, personal and tactical reasons, his actions were his own and if you try to boil him down I swear to christ-

Anyway overall I really enjoyed DATV but more than anything it made me want to replay Origins.

[saytrrose]

Carnival Kinger (Relationship) Headcanons!!

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Note: Warning you now, there is TW: Mentions of Dubcon, Manipulation, Physical Violence, and NSFW at the end.

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My first headcanon I will share here, visible for everyone. I believe a genuine relationship with Carnival Kinger would be HELL. It would be really toxic, and would not be good considering he displays symptoms of severe paranoid schizophrenia, bipolar syndrome, anxiety disorder, derealization, narcissistic personality disorder, and more all at once ON TOP of the fact he is an AI in this au and would not understand human emotions as easily as most. I would like to clarify that while I romanticize some of his actions in this it is purely fiction! Despite my lovely delusions I like to keep things as canon as I can and to how I assume things would be. Now enjoy :)

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- A genuine relationship with Carnival Kinger would never leave you with an ounce of comfort. His personality is quite deranged and he does not have the best control over it, and nor do you.

- In order for this situation to likely even arise, you’d have to have been in the game for a long time and definitely finished Kingers level. If you managed to get that far, which as we’ve seen in the official comic; Caine has not yet visited Kingers room and Able stopped right before he reached that level, so it is quite the mystery. And considering the corruption that took place within the game, I think it is safe to say his level is not the same as before, similarly to the others.

- Carnival Kinger, as pre discussed with Mushy herself and also it just being rather point blank with all the AI, hates humans. He would; regardless of his mood, not hug you and his relationship with you would have to take a really long time to build.

- If ever does find himself feeling this weird fondness to you, he would immediately feel. frustrated. He can’t stand you, he doesn’t want to be near you, and even seeing you would make him aggressive. Which is confusing to you and the others, because as far as you were aware you had settled in quite nicely once and for all and you had even maintained a rather calm relationship with Kinger. Which by the way, is a truly remarkable achievement in itself.

- It’s similar to cuteness aggression. He craves your attention all of a sudden but he’s not built to handle this emotion and hasn’t felt this sort of way for a long time. Not since… her. So after grappling with the aggression of it all- Kinger probably tearing up stuff in his room and lashing out, breaking things- after you’ve successfully passed the stage avoiding being alone with him where he might rip your head off or get so tense he grabs you and tries to slam your head into the ground over and over and over, to the point you’re gone- it’s over, he doesn’t have to feel that way anymore, after you’ve somehow,,, SOMEHOW gotten past that stage, he’d go into a form of acceptance.

- He will likely think he sees you as a bestfriend. That is what Queenie was after all! His bestfriend, a good.. close friend. He can’t stand the thought of comparing you two but atleast he has come to terms with the fact that he likes you more than the others here now. More than any of the other AI even, and normally if he formed a favorite it would not be too much of an issue but the thing about this situation that stressed him out the most was that fact you were a human. You are the player, the very thing that he swore many times to himself he wanted to destroy. And yet, you have him in this predicament.

- Sprinkling a small showtime mention in here… Kingers first resort would be to call Butterfly. He had been dealing with all of this on his own and had been bottling it up. Caine and Pomni were a well known established couple- people know of their feelings better than they do themselves and it’s pretty obvious those two.. are together. That, and were very romantical, mostly on Caines part.

- Kinger knows of their relationship, and he was very disapproving at first as I’m sure all the AIs were. But he was definitely one of the worst. However, now that he had such unique feelings for a player of his own, he wanted advice, and who other than Pomni?

- I think upon hearing Kingers request, Pomni would be utterly shocked. Confused as well, who would’ve known of all the people this would happen to and of all the things he called her into his throne room for it’d be for… relationship advice? She had scrambled together a whole routine on her way down the hall to see him- a small little performance in her head to do last minute just to find out he wasn’t even interested in that from her.

- Carnival Pomni.. is also an AI. But she has learned more from Caine about humans and emotions than the others certainly have so she tries her best. She talks to him, and the best advice she’s really able to put forward is.. to just be honest? She’s nervous, and tries to be genuine. She tells him to just confront his person of interest and talk about it, as it’s better so that any unnecessary tension is cleared. She struggles a bit on the overall topic of romance, but atleast she’s able to get the idea into Kingers head that “Ah, alright. I’ll tell the player.”

- Oh boy. Getting into the confession, Kinger is.. well.. he can be good with words, he can communicate nicely, but that also depends heavily on his mindset. Handling a situation like this would absolutely have him jittery and stressed and clawing at his hands and wishing he could go back to stage one where he didn’t care- where he could get rid of you- but now it’s been too long and he doesn’t want to do that.. he doesn’t want to get rid of you entirely.

- You are called into his room, and let’s be honest. You likely are not aware of any of his new behavior as of the late. You are still in a fight or flight mode as you’ve had to be in due to his recent behavior. He has been aggressive, brushing you off, and acting very similarly to when you first arrived and you were not sure why. So of course, you do not know what to expect when you are called in front of him.

- I’m torn between how he confesses. He is a complex and unpredictable character so he could out right say it bluntly, or be vague and ramble on about what he’s been experiencing. Regardless, you have two choices.

- If you tell him no, I think he would stare at you silently, wide eyed and just.. watch you for a second. He’d watch you for an uncomfortably long amount of time, before maybe persisting. I don’t know if he’d take a no. Because a no doesn’t really get rid of his feelings. A no, specifically someone telling him no, is not something he particularly enjoys. He’d persist his feelings, repeating his words and I won’t lie, you’d be pretty uncomfortable.

- If you tell him yes, he act like the first part of if you tell him no. Stare a bit, before standing up and walking over to you. His mood would change drastically, for if you went along and confessed as well, then he would probably invade your space and pick you up and get really happy and excited. It would be another very overwhelming emotion for him to experience in a burst at once, which would make him squeeze you a bit.. tightly, but luckily he���d able to control himself.

- In conclusion, I think you’d end up saying yes, and pursuing the relationship whether through genuine feelings or a bit of pressure. That, or you’d sabotage your relationship with him. Kinger forgets things all the time- ALL the time. But a feeling like this is not something he would let slip his mind entirely. I’m trying to avoid out right saying he’d kill you, but it’s definitely an option that would cross his mind. How dare you say no. How dare you embarrass him. How dare you humiliate him. He’d be livid.

- Now, the relationship. Prepare to be met with the clingiest, and most insufferable man you’ve ever met. Yes, he loved your company before and preferred it over the others but now I hope you’re ready to deal with some obsessive behavior. “Where are you going?” “When are you coming back?” “What are doing with them?” “How long will you be gone?” “Where exactly will you be?” Shit like that.

- I think Carnival Kinger would try to mimic off of Pomni and Caines relationship at first. It’s the only real relationship he has to go off of anyway, a romantic one to be specific. Caine and Pomni are inseparable! So we should be too. They do anything and everything together! So we should too. They are touchy, and have a pretty openly affectionate relationship! So let’s do that too.

- It takes him a long time to feel comfortable discussing boundaries with you. His mindset is never in the right place, he’s not suited for this kind of relationship but his feelings will not waver and he’s already come to terms with it so you are staying with him. Now, he DOES listen to you, if he goes to grab you or nuzzle his head into your neck or anything at all, if you tell him not right now, or no, then he will at least listen and stop. But he might try again later, once there has been some time.

- Carnival Kinger is also touchy, he’s touch starved and I will stand by my headcanon that I think ALL the AI are touch starved. Whether you like physical affection or not, he certainly does so expect it to some extent.

- I feel like everyone would know about the relationship immediately, it’s not something that could stay hidden. It’s just suddenly you two are always nearby each other. I mention that, because I also think everyone would be well aware your relationship with him is either not perfect in the slightest or not really.. good for you. Either way, not a single one of them would utter a word. I’d imagine Jax might bite something at him, to tease or mock his behavior with you but after no one seemed to find him for a few days and he finally came back but refused to talk to anyone I don’t think anyone wanted to bring up the topic anymore.

- In conclusion for this part, it’s a toxic relationship. Kinger is not mentally well in the slightest and as much as I like to fantasize because I have the “I could fix him” mentality it is safe to say I could not. I still want him tho, I want him really bad. I need him carnally. And speaking of carnally…

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- As silly as I feel and as fun as I had writing the drabbles below, I realistically think the AI would have low libidos. They are just simply not programmed for sexual purposes and as my horny hypersexual heart aches in this trying time, I will survive as I have a very strong urge to keep things in character. So atleast in his relationship you do not need to worry about this area! For the most part…

- Hes either vanilla or very kinky, and it changes like the weather. One thing that never changes though, is the fact he really likes to watch. Kinger is big on voyeurism and he doesn’t play into the stereotype of the kink where it’s non consensually watching someone- he’s not a creep despite being.. wacky in the head in various other ways. He just simply likes to watch you do all the work, for you to listen to him and do whatever he wants, because it’s far more entertaining to him.

- Because of this, he’s also very big on positions where you are facing him because he wants to look at you, and scan your face for a reaction it of anything he tries to do. Oh, and eye contact, which (FUCK I’m not good at hahAA)

- He is probably an experimentalist, and likes to incorporate games into when you two have sex. He doesn’t like things to get stale, as the point of it all is he wants to be amused and the same thing over and over is never fun.

- Because his mood switches often, it’s hard to really know what you’re about to get into. You could be expected to do all the work, climb on top of him and do all movement- or you could be expected to do utterly nothing but let him do what he feels like. It’s… quite the coin toss.

- He’s more fixated on his own pleasure, but that’s not meant in the sense of prep. He would never intentionally try to hurt you, he is just messy and rushed with foreplay, often far too impatient.

- Okay let’s be honest.. Carnival Kinger, despite his mood is ALWAYS impatient, so don’t be surprised if as soon as you lay down on a mattress he’s already tugging your pants off.

- He doesn’t rush the experience, of course not- not when he wants to have that sort of fun and amusement and is actually horny in the moment. He just wants to get it started and going.

- To sum it up, he thinks foreplay and prep is quite the hassle and he’s a giant piss baby, so oral and face fucking is not uncommon…

- He is just too fucking impatient to wait to get his dick wet ❗️☠️

- There are times though where he is more considerate.. if he’s in a good mood he might be more playful. Instead of wanting to let off some steam- he’ll actually play around with toys.

- The only time he uses toys if he’s implementing them into a game, because again, as much as I love him we all know Carnival Kinger is a huge egotistical jackass who just wants to see your reaction and watch you squirm and writhe by his own actions.

- Games.. speaking of those, they don’t just apply between you two privately. He will make you wear vibrating underwear for the pure reasoning of he thinks it’s funny, and then shove you out his door and tinker with the remote whenever anyone else decides to come up for a quick hello. That, or maybe he will edge you until you’re literally on the verge of tears, begging him to let you cum and he’ll tease and taunt you until he gets bored.

- And you can’t even get upset at him either, not properly. God forbid YOU get upset with HIM. His mood will switch from one to two things. He can be really teasing and silly, to shutting down emotion wise- just cranking the power up on the vibrator and leaving you there without a way for you to turn it off. Or, he get so emotional he starts to cry, and it makes you look overdramatic.

- And he might accept the apology. You’re lucky if he even considers it, but you’re even luckier if he simply just forgets the entire ordeal all together.

- But when this happens, he will still be very upset with you. You ruined his mood. You ruined his game. He’s pissed. He doesn’t care about you or how you feel anymore because you messed it all up so he will grab you and drag you back to his room and throw you on the floor or on a table or wherever he takes you and what he does next I’ll just leave up to your own imagination. Again, he would NEVER resort to noncon. If you tell him no, then he’ll just leave you but he will be very frustrated with you for a good while. The likely scenario to happen here is he neglects you a few days as a form of punishment but if you ask me, you could use the vacation.

- Like I said, he cares more about his own feelings than you but he does have his limits. Nothing non con, I clarify that again but things can get pretty dub con because he gets mixed up in his emotions very easily.

- You never know what to expect. He could get frustrated and scream and yell at you and then the moment you get upset he will talk sweet, try to hold you and brush your hair out of your face and hold you in his hands and tell you it’s okay- The worst part of him is how unpredictable he is, and you will never know what to prepare for.

[phlurrii]

Sudden, random thought: What’s Meau’s relationship with their parent? I know she’s fond of her brothers (particularly wormy boi), but do they regard Arceus as just a creator/genetic parent or truly as their loving, caring parent?

Been waiting for this one, I actually have a entire comic planned for it after we finish Noe’s arc to really explore it… but for now I get to yap away ;D

Meau in the early days had a great relationship with Arceus, who they vaguely consider a father/mother, but rarely refer to them as such. Arceus kept them back for a good while before releasing them into the world as shown in the timeline. As they needed Meau to be a bit different form her brothers, specifically:

* She needed to understand how raising a life was.

* She needed to have much more complex emotions than her brothers. They can feel, but not to the extent she can. She feels like any of us, with a nuanced, complicated, and deep sense of self. Unlike her brothers and Arceus who are much more limited.

* Social skills, she needed social skills so she was kept behind to socialize with Arceus and develop that ability as well.

So, TLDR, she was the spoiled golden child, Arceus’s favourite creation. Being released into the world and absolutely flaunting it to her brothers she was daddy’s favourite. Creating life and creatures. She was has the most time out into her, she knew it, and she was a total brat about it. However, as she began to live, with all these complex emotions… she began to feel lonely. Talking with her brothers who could only understand so much, and only Giratina really made the effort to understand her and develop his own…But in her own dimension she was by herself, no companion, no one to speak to, no friends.

She couldn’t simply create herself a friend, given they would be aware she created them solely to be her friend and that skewed the dynamic immediately. And if they ever wanted to be on their own or explore elsewhere, Meau would be alone again. Also she was just… a lot older now and creating brand new life and expecting them to just stick with you… not realistic. And she didn’t want to create an artificially perfect friend that would stay with her, it wasn’t genuine. And she needed that authentic connection.

She was all alone, given these emotions and feelings of a normal pokemon that had a much shorter life expectancy, except she was effectively immortal. She began to realize her father kinda… screwed her over on this one. He didn’t know what he was doing in truth as he was inexperienced in the end. She suffered those consequences. She began to sincerely resent Arcues since then and with him very rarely answering her calls for help or just to talk, it just grew more and more bitter till some stuff eventually went down. Which finally caught Arceus attention, but instead of talking with her he just… did something else. Without telling her.

Currently their relationship is still strained, she doesn’t hate him… but she certainly resents him for what he did to her and then didn’t bother to fix the problem. This grew ten fold when she gave birth to Bucket and Arceus never once came to see them, to her knowledge, Arcues never meant his own grand kit and she doesn’t bother with him at all. Family time is mostly just Giratina and, sometimes on a good day, Dialga. She’s… never actually spoken to their newest younger brother. Not on purpose, just never feels like a good time.

But that’s the gist of their relationship! We’ll get some more visuals in Noe’s arc where this’ll all be explained better X3

[imthepunchlord]

Honestly, I wouldn’t bother with the Prodigious (Zodiac Miraculous) for the Bugettes AU specifically? The name itself strongly suggests that the bug-themed fairies are THE magical beings of this world off the bat. Beyond that, you’ve already got a solid, stable magical system running here with just the European-inspired seven Miraculous and three Calamitous; considering that system, the color choices and the design symbols, not to mention the not-fully-finalized stuff like powers, weapons and holders, trying to have 12 more unique additions in any of those groups sounds like, if not a massive headache waiting to happen (you of course know your own threshold better than me), extremely tedious/redundant for what you already have going on at the very least, which is one of the problems that canon itself already has. I’ve seen it mentioned on here and other blogs as the show’s continued on that the writers should’ve either had just the yin-yang and Wuxing levels of the Miracle Box in canon or just the Zodiac level, and I agree wholeheartedly. Not nearly every teenager shown on-screen needs to have a Miraculous to “validate” their or the Miraculouses’ existence in the ML world, they just don’t, and canon also ran into the problem I brought up of repetitive and often overpowered versions of previously established yin-yang/Wuxing powers once they FINALLY got around to showing all of the Zodiac Miraculous in action. They never even FINISHED showing what all of the potions do!!! And that’s not even getting into the canon!Prodigious or Native American Miracle Box! And the worst part is that they logistically and pragmatically executed each and every one of these magical systems in-universe ABYSMALLY! All this to say that I’m very similar to that one anon who brought up why they’d vehemently rather see a full-on, no-subversions girl group for this AU in that, while I don’t doubt that you specifically would be able to pull off the writing, canon has soured the idea of having more moving magical system parts than what the main story is focusing on that I can’t even enjoy seeing it in AUs anymore - that I have to literally push through reading it in writing or comics that I really like otherwise just to understand what’s happening in the rest of it that I genuinely enjoy and am there for. My distaste goes ESPECIALLY hard when the established magical systems are inspired by different cultures like European and Chinese as is the (STRONGLY muddled together) case in canon and would be the case for this AU if you included your version of the Prodigious. I would actually love to see how you would write a story where only the Zodiac Miraculous exist as the Chinese Miracle Box too!! Just not existing separately in the same world as the European Miraculous and Calamitous in the Bugettes AU, if that makes sense.

It does, and I feel you!

I fully agree that canon has poured out way more than they know what to work with. And a lot of it you raise a brow at in how it's handled, or wonder why was this included. Or they included stuff at weird times.

Like, s2, we got the confirmation of potions AND Zodiac Miraculous.

Did we really need both confirmed?

And then, before we get to see all of both, they do two Specials revealing NA Miraculous and the canon Prodigious; both of which are up in the air of how covered they'll actually get; and yeah, they just pour out way too much.

Most shows, when introducing a new concept in the new season, that usually takes the focus of the new season. So they did it really weird.

If it helps, the Prodigious are more a concept thought for plausible worldbuilding, as I do like the idea that different countries could potentially have their own magical thing going on, what the potential relations can be, and have it as an open door if I want to try and shuffle up the dynamics of different magic and do something else for any potential villain ideas.

But that doesn't mean the Prodigious will actually ever appear or even be mentioned. It's actually way to early to say yes or no to them even appearing, as I haven't even started on any planning for the idea. Only thing I can say for sure is that the Bugettes will be the primary focus, and the Calamitous will be the main villainous force. At this time, I'd say, IF the Prodigious do appear, they're more likely to be saved as the next big arc after the Calamitous. But I don't even know if I would want to continue to the next big arc.

So, really, they're just present for potential worldbuilding, and are an open door for the future if I want to go through it. They for sure won't be the focus. I really can't say if they'll even get mentioned in Bugettes au.

[bunnyjam-imagines]

✨Love Languages✨

(The first of a few posts I plan to do in the next week, this one was just the closest to being finished, so I got it done first! Sorry if they’re a little inconsistent, I started them 2 months ago and finished them today.)

(Backgrounds/pics from Pesterquest!)

(Edit: Tag yourself I put the wrong pic in Dave’s section)

Dave:

-Dave’s giving love language (aka how he expresses his affections) is gifts.

-And what better gift than a sick nasty rap about how great he thinks you are? Or maybe one about how much he loves you?

-He’d be super into those cheesy couple’s shirts, too. Ironically, of course.

-Dave loves to gift you dumb, off-brand or off-the-wall shit he finds online, too. Super ugly, lumpy Garfield? Sign him up. ‘Harry Potter hates Ohio’ t-shirt? Hope they got your size. ‘This Christian Mom HATES Stuart Little’ bumper sticker? Doesn’t matter if you have a car or not, you better find something to put it on.

-If all else fails, he’s at least got some Sweet Bro and Hella Jeff comics as gifts to fall back on.

-Dave’s receiving love language (aka how he prefers to receive affection) is touch.

-Much like most, if not all, of the other Striders, Dave is touch-starved. After the sort of upbringing he had, however, who could really blame him.

-He loves holding your hand in public, and absolutely adores how warm and cozy you feel against him whenever you hug him.

-He would absolutely never admit it, but he lives for stupid, cheesy gestures, like a posh bow and kiss on the hand, or a movie-esque kiss under some sort of spotlight (even if it was just because the bulbs in your kitchen died, and there’s only one functioning atm.)

-His favorite, though, are the soft, early-morning kisses he gets from you, before either of you are fully awake. The tickle of your breath across his face makes him smile more genuinely than he ever thought he could.

Dirk:

-Dirk’s giving love language is acts of service.

-He’s not usually the most helpful guy, despite how capable he is, so going out of his way to help those he cares about is a pretty big thing for him.

-Even if the person isn’t aware of the act he did, it still does him some good, internally, to do these little acts for them, no matter how small.

-Long day at work? Let him draw you a bath. Too tired to cook? He’ll order take-out.

-The list goes on. He’s not the best at expressing himself through words, or being open about that stuff, but he really tries to express just how much he cares through his actions.

-His receiving love language, on the other hand, is quality time!

-He’d honestly be pretty satisfied with you just sitting across the room from him while he works on something.

-Just knowing you’re nearby is a huge comfort to him. It helps him feel less lonely.

-It’s also the easiest for the both of you, given how he has a lot on his plate, usually.

-It also helps him get a better idea on what things you might need help with (allowing him to utilize his giving love language of acts of service!)

Hal:

-Hal’s giving love language is acts of service.

-Being that he was stuck in a pair of goofy anime shades for quite some time, he had a decent chunk of time to hone his skills in various fields. Just give him the word, and he’ll do his absolute best to help you.

-Stuck on a college assignment? He’s got thousands of college books at his disposal, free of charge. Can’t remember the name of a song that’s been stuck in your head for weeks? Hum it for him, and he’ll scan through his database until he finds a match.

-He’s especially good with computers, so if you need help with anything of that sort, he’s your guy. Hell, he’ll even build you one if that’s what you want.

-Hal isn’t very good at cooking, despite the wealth of knowledge at his fingertips, but he is great at finding coupons for take-out places, so he’ll always have your back if you’re ever too tired to cook dinner.

-To no one’s surprise, Hal’s receiving love language is words of affirmation.

-Touch is a close second, but nothing beats hearing you tell him just how much he matters to you, and how much you love him. <3

-He especially likes it when you tell him specific things you like about him, personality or accomplishment-wise. Anything to prove to him that you view him as an individual and not just the “bad parts” of Dirk.

-Even simple stuff like “thank you”s are enough to get him feeling a little puffed up in the chest.

-Every time you say “I love you” his circuits heat up a little.

Davie (Trickster!Dave):

-Hickies aren’t technically a love language, but-

-Davie’s giving love language is touch! (Not that that surprises anyone)

-It’s pretty well-known that tricksters adore physical expressions of love (kisses, hand holding, snuggling), and Davie is no exception!

-You’re pretty much always touching whenever the two of you are out in public, which is honestly good for the both of you since Davie tends to float absentmindedly, and you two certainly don’t want to get separated or lost from one another.

-At night (or whenever the two of you find time to snuggle), he enjoys wrapping himself around you like a koala, kissing and smushing your cheek, affirming over and over how deeply he adores you.

-Davie’s receiving love language is gifts!

-He adores receiving just about anything from you, since he sees it as inherently special due to coming from someone like you.

-He especially loves receiving something that the two of you can match to one another (like those touch bracelets, or even just a regular matching colorful bracelet!)

-If you give him any kind of edible gift (such as chocolates, candies, etc.) he will love you forever. (His favorite flavor is strawberry, btw!)

-Not that many people would guess on first glance, but Davie’s also really into videogames, so any gaming paraphernalia or related merch would absolutely send him over the moon!

David (Heinoustuck!Dave):

-David’s giving love language is gifts!

-A little surprising, maybe, until you consider the fact that he’s at least partially bird. A crow, more specifically.

-So when he sees little shiny or pretty things, he automatically thinks of you! Surely, you’ll love getting another slightly dirty coin he found on the sidewalk, won’t you?

-He does go out of his way to pick nicer gifts, sometimes, though.

-If you’ve had a tough week, guess who snagged some of your favorite treats to unwind with? That’s right. This guy.

-David’s receiving love language is acts of service.

-David is a pretty self-sufficient sort, and doesn’t particularly want for much. However, he certainly won’t turn you away if you offer to help with something a little trickier.

-He absolutely adores it when you help him preen his feathers or brush his hair.

-Additionally, helping him to find clothes that can work with his- ahem- unique situation, or even just helping him to fluff up his sleeping area (re: borderline nest of clothes and trinkets) is also greatly appreciated.

-He’s always messing around with something or other, so as long as you’re there to back him up, everything is peachy keen!~

Davian (Davesprite):

-Davian’s giving love language is quality time.

-Given the crazy darting around and timeline-hopping he’s used to, he finds it nice to just relax with the person he loves, staying around them for as long as he can.

-Even if you’re both doing something else, it’s comforting for him to know that you’re not that far away.

-He especially loves to experience things with you, like dumb movies or stargazing. Anything the two of you can share as a memory together, considering he has so, so few that he can share with anybody else.

-As long as you’re beside him, he’s happy.

-Though it might be a little unexpected, Davian’s receiving love language is touch.

-Generally, Davian isn’t that accustomed to people wanting to be near him, let alone touching any part of him (especially when he still had the sword in his gut.) But you’re different, aren’t you?

-Even gently brushing the hair away from his glasses is enough to make him softly coo with adoration.

-He’ll let you pet his wings or neck feathers, if you want. Purely for your own benefit. It totally doesn’t feel super nice and comforting. Nope. No siree.

-Lovingly cradle his face in your hands and watch this man crumble to dust at your fingertips.

[whack-patty]

Why can't you fully animate your content instead of having it be still pictures so the fanon friendship between Buster and Suki can be canon?

Illumination keeps making careless, clumsy, cash-cow crap films with Despicable Me 4 being their latest example.

And the dynamic those two have would actually make a difference from Illumination's generic trope-following system, but the only way to do it animate them ourselves.

Seriously, this miserable universe needs it even with Meledandri being against the idea.

Alright, normally I'd ignore an ask like this but you managed to have some opinions about things that I've been studying/have been on the mind lately, so I'm gonna do a very simple run through of my responses here. Animation, the relationship between canon and fanon, the importance of creativity, stuff like that has been fun to analyze as I'm getting older and actually looking at how the entertainment industry works. My responses are still gonna be short because I'm tired today, but here's my thoughts anyway.

The following rant is both an answer to this question and a generalized thought process on...all this stuff. It's also meant kindly, so please switch your internal voice to Genuinely Well Meaning When I Say These Things and apply it to yourself as you will

((Also, on a more personal level, I know you're anonymous but I know who you are and I know you won't listen to me, so I'm asking you once to take my answer and then let it rest (in my dms/asks, at least). Take this as informative for your own future angry rants. Everyone else reading this, just enjoy yourself lol))

Q: "Why can't you just fully animate your content instead or having it be silly pictures"

A: Animation is not easy. It takes hundreds of workers to make a five minute segment of a movie, and not all of them are even animators--you have riggers, modlers, concept artists, writing teams, voice actors, etc. And while it is very possible to animate something alone, it takes an absurd amount of time, patience, skill, practice, and even budget.

Unfortunately, I am a whole human being with a whole life going on behind the screen. I've got more important things to tackle at the moment than dedicating hundreds of hours to a fandom that, frankly, I'm not all that invested in at the moment. I, personally, am a concept artist more than a finalist. I enjoy the process of coming up with stories and plugging together the pieces far more than finishing the product. This means that coming up with Sneep Snorp's comic carried me through a hard time when I needed it to, and dedicating hundreds of unpaid hours to a project that is unfulfilling would actually detract from my health and ability to live a functionable life.

If you would like to pay me to animate those two, I will gladly do so. I have bills to pay and a home to save up for, and will gladly animate anything you like for a fair working wage.

Any other content I make of those characters from my hand and mind will happen when I want it to. I like making silly pictures. That's what I do.

Q: "so the Suki and Buster friendship can be canon?"

A: even if it was as nice as I could possibly animate it, it would not be canon because I do not work for Illumination. Not even affiliated. I briefly had a thing with an indie studio and currently I flip quesedillas to buy food each week. It'd be fantastic content, but it would never be official unless someone from their end approved it.

However, your fulfillment coming from any fictional characters does not NEED the stamp of "canon" in order to be satisfying. Because, frankly, we'll never get exactly what we want from a studio that has an agenda and responsibility to fulfill. And that's perfectly fine. Make your own content and treat it as canon as you want. Be harmless, be creative, have fun. No amount of big CEO or publisher handing you what you want on a silver platter will ever itch the scratch in your brain. We've got to metaphorically feed ourselves--make what YOU want to exist exist. It'll be exactly what you want it to be because you'll be in control.

Q: "Illumination keeps making cash-cow crap films with Despicable Me 4 as their latest example."

A: That's what they're supposed to do. They're a big studio. They're an entertainment company trying to buy everyone's attention with nostalgia. Because Despicable Me is so generally well-liked, they're going to milk that cash cow until they can't anymore. Companies who have found a successful niche will do that. It happens in every company, not just entertainment.

Big entertainment studios are not artists the same way you and I are. Seldom few are creating passion projects, expressing genuine beliefs, or loving their characters the same way small artists do. When they make and publish movies and shows, they are making a product to sell. They will edit their product until it is as consumable by the most people as possible, or they will remake what they know the most people will buy again and again.

Q: "the dynamic those two would have would make a difference from Illumination's generic trope-following system"

Tropes are easy to digest. Every story has tropes. Every single one. You can alter them as much as you'd like, but they're still there. One of the reasons I enjoy SING as much as I do is because Buster Moon, the protagonist and instigator of the plot, is technically a villain trope, and it's RARE to see a character like him in the leading role of a cartoon franchise. SING itself is an unusual storytelling format, with its fragmented heroes journeys and large leading cast. That's cool! Illumination, however, will not be purposefully trying to break any boundaries bigger than that anytime soon. They need to sell to the general masses, and so they will do what works and occasionally tip toe outside of it as much as they need.

SING itself as a franchise, however, follows a formula. Every franchise does. Buster causes a problem because he has big dreams, everyone else grows for it, rinse and repeat. Other stories do the same. They are not going to explore the deep emotional depths behind every interaction, that's an INSIDE OUT franchise thing. They're not going to give Buster a love interest, that's another franchise's wheelhouse. Etc etc etc.

Q: "but the only way to do it is to animate it ourselves"

Yes! Absolutely! That's what fandom stuff is for! That's a community of people who enjoy a concept together and want to explore it to it's fullest!

However!

The fandom are very rarely the paid workers behind the scenes.

If you want something, either HELP somebody else make it, or make it yourself--but do not demand it.

Your contributions are wanted, no matter how clumbsy or unskillful you may worry they be. Create. I beg of you. We need people who CARE about things to create things they CARE about. Learn to draw silly pictures, learn to animate silly animations, learn to write silly stories. You'll have exactly what you want in your hands. Plus, if you're kind about it and share with others, you may inspire the people around you to create with you!

I, however, simply do not care about this topic. I like Buster, I like Suki. Sometimes I draw them. I have other things I like more. I have other things I'm more passionate about. That is where I will focus my energy. You focus your energy where you want it, and I will do the same with mine.

Q: "this miserable universe needs it even with Meledandri being against the idea."

No clue who/what Meledandri is, but yes, this miserable universe needs people who care about things and will make the stuff they care about. Do it. I dare you. Make something with all that fire and passion about the things you love. Nobody else is going to do it for you.

[kittygamer2888]

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Guys.. there's something I need to confess..

*Ahem*

If you guys ever thought that my Sonic and Sonic.exe phase are bad.. just know, that..

My Minecraft phase was even WORSE as a kid.

NO- FR- I used to play the game so much on my mom's old computer, I accidentally got blown up by my first mob, which was a Creeper (because I genuinely thought it was harmless), I even got 2 Minecraft plushies (I think.?) And a Minecraft poster of a cat chasing a creeper. I used to have 2 posters, but one of them just didn't wanna stick on the wall, so my mom had to put it away because the corner were already ripped a bit. I even used to have this big Minecraft torch that I would put on my wall as a nightlight (but it eventually faded in light and had to be put away as well)-- hell, I even have a Minecraft bed sheet as well as 2 pillow covers for my 2 pillows (because I had a little Among us phase and now have a blanket, 2 plushies, and a pillow cover relating to that game- BUT WE DONT TALK ABOUT THAT ^^"). And if you think that isn't enough, I have 2 little figures of Alex and this... Blaze (I think thats what it was..? Idk), both of them in minecarts stored inside of the little pokeballs I have on the desk close to the mirror. I think I might have a few Minecraft related stuff hidden away, but I'm too lazy to think about them since I just woke up and started writing this-- but yea....

I even used to have the Minecraft Story Mode games, and even Minecraft on the Xbox because WHY NOT?! :]

Though.. I didn't play Minecraft on the Xbox as much since I was so used to the PC version, so it was a bit hard to control it.

Not only that, but the fact I used to hear fanmade Minecraft parody songs of popular songs at the time.... I used to hear so many parodies of my favorite songs, even the infamous "Don't Mine at Night" song 😭

I used to hear it so much that, now when I hear those said popular songs on the radio I always play when I'm asleep, I start to remember the lyrics of those Minecraft parody songs more than the actual songs playing on the radio WHICH- MIND YOU- ITS STILL MY FAVORITE RADIO STATION TO THIS DAY DESPITE THE OBVIOUS SUGGESTIVE SONGS💀😭

But they bring back old classics sometimes and even some good new songs, so its all good👍 (and hey, maybe even a bit of Disney songs at rare times, or maybe some songs that I've heard in animation memes- those are always fun to stumble into when listening to the same radio station for years, now.)

But uhmm.................

Yea-

But I guess I can't say my Minecraft phase wasn't too bad, per se...? Because I did the same with My Little Pony, The Powerpuff Girls, Pokemon, Five Nights at Freddy's(that phase was.... hell, actually. I couldn't stop talking about the game to my parents- and because of the movie that came out a long time ago but is still recent- it boosted the little fnaf phase that i had left hanging by a thread due to my Sonic phase taking over, i got to buy fnaf merch as well--), Bendy and The Ink Machine(it was a bit minor, but it definitely did a very good impact to my phase with FNAF), Cuphead(again, i watched gameplay and started hearing cuphead fan songs over and over, and i even have both Cuphead games that i never finished- i think i used to have a comic dub phase where i would watch so many cuphead dubs as well as FNAF and Baldi's Basics), Just Shapes and Beats (again- i just watched so much gameplay, I even had an animation meme phase that lasted up to 2022, and played the Story Mode many times as well as making my parents play the multi-player mode with me :])-- Fandroid, and then there was a bit of Osu one day, then I went from Nightcore to hearing Vocaloid, and then FNF (which was just watching the gameplays of almost all of the fnf mods I knew as well as hearing some of the fnf mod songs over and over, which i still do! It's just... filled with demon hedgehogs that have a little word next to them called "EXE", so uhm... YEA-), and not only that, but fnf mods were actually the ones that introduced me to the Fleetway comics and even started my Sonic.exe phase (which I still have.......-) and then I eventually watched gameplay of the Sonic.exe fan games, too.)

So, uhm...

Me having a Sonic phase isn't exactly new...

But I'm back to buying merch. And when I say that, I mean like.. I got at least 3 T-shirts of this blue gumball son of a gun, 2 Shadow plushes, 3 Sonic plushes, a rectangle package that has at least 4 or 3 official Sonic art as frames to put on the wall (but I never did because the nails that I see in my room are kinda running out, so it's just sitting there on the floor, using the wall as support to keep it up), a little Sonic school pouch to put in my school stuff, some Sonic stickers--

I think it's obvious that you can find a little bit of everything in my room.

So uh.....

Yah....

That's uhm... that's all--

[blufruity]

🎆 HAPPY NEW YEAR'S EVE! 🎆 With the new year just around the corner I thought I'd share some of my favourite pieces from this year, do some goals and some thank yous. 2023 has been PHENOMENAL! First off, goals! I'd love to keep doing what I'm doing, genuinely! It's been a dream. I want to do more of that, more art for you guys, more commissions, more stickers and posters. It's been so much fun! I wanna move and get my own place, get life started!

And, of course, I'd love to work on something official for Doctor Who, Big Finish or Titan Comics. Of course, everyone knows that they're my biggest loves and mean more than anything to me so one day, hopefully, I'll get the chance to put my little stamp on the Whoniverse. 2024, here's hoping!

Goals out of the way, time for the thank yous! The first one goes out to everyone that has supported me this year to help my accounts thrive! I've done more this year than I ever thought possible. 2022 was really rough for me and this time last year I really just couldn't see the silver linings but everyone that has ordered a commission, bought a sticker/poster, liked, shared, followed or interacted with my Art over 2023 has made everything in my life now possible. So THANK YOU SO MUCH! I could never have dreamed that this would be my job even a year ago. Wow.

Next, of course, my friends! My friends on here and elsewhere. You guys are the best. It's so lovely to have people who support me and I can have fun and shared interests with. It's such a gift! I hope that we only get to know eachother better as the years go on.

And, lastly, my amazing partner and my family. I'm so lucky, I really am. They're all absolutely fantastic and I couldn't have done 2023 without them. I look forward to seeing where everyone goes and what everyone accomplishes in 2024! Happy New Year everyone! Thanks for a fantastic year!

[agentem]

Marvel Television Ranking (Disney+ era)

Someone asked me which Marvel shows are worth watching and I made a whole post about it. I watched all of them so you don't have to!

You Should Watch:

WandaVision - This show suffers from Marvel's need to have a final CGI battle (the final episode is let down from the previous). But it's Marvel's best use of the TV format. The emotions of it are so strong and it is genuinely a watchable sitcom in places. And it makes you believe that young girl would fuck that robot in a way Infinity War didn't really do.

2. Loki Season One -- There are a few middle episodes that feel slow in this series, but overall this is probably the best one in terms of consistency. Also high concept, with a strong ensemble. Season Two is fine but would be in a lower tier.

3. Ms Marvel - It's a good stand alone show and Marvel does not seem to be backing down on Iman Vellani being central to the MCU going forward (even though the Marvels was poorly received). So you need to know Kamala and also you're welcome because she's adorable.

These Are Good Shows If You Have Time:

4. Hawkeye - It's not as good as the Fraction run in the comics it is based on and it starts a bit slow, but once Echo shows up it's fun. Plus it's a Christmas theme!

5. Avengers 97 - It was my jam as a kid. It's still my jam as an adult. Not really for children though. I am bummed I can't show it to my nephews (character death, genocide, oddly sexualized Magneto, the whole comics shebang).

6. Moon Knight - If you like hippo goddesses and watching Oscar Isaac act with himself, this is the show for you. So far this series has not connected to the wider MCU in any way. The stand-alone-ness of this series is both a strength and a weakness. You can just watch it! But if you are looking to advance the "overall" plot of the MCU then this could feel "pointless" to some. (I'd argue the hippo is the point.)

These Shows Have Issues

7. She Hulk: Attorney at Law: Dudebros on the internet will make you think this is the worst thing Marvel has ever done and that is not the case. But it is hit or miss, and the comedy is women-centric. I actually prefer the more comedic sitcom moments (like the episode in the yurt). You also have to be able to watch bad CGI a lot; it's like they didn't have time to finish it which is probably what really happened. I grew up in the 90s so I have no problem with wonky CGI.

8. The Falcon and the Winter Soldier - I really wanted to like this because Red, White and Black was one of those comics that you read and thought, "of course. This is what would've happened." But mostly it's a let down. Plot points were changed due to the pandemic and it is... noticeable. Anyway, Carl Lumbly is great and if you just want to watch his scenes, then I wouldn't judge you.

9. What If...? I like this one but it feels super skippable. It's like the thing for people who want more Marvel all the time when the culture is dealing with Marvel overload. (Yes, I watched all of it.) I do want to see Jeffrey Wright in live action soon though.

Just NO.

10. Echo -- Very sad to say this because I think the impulse to give Alaqua Cox (she is a disabled, indigenous actress who had never been on TV before) more to do after her debut in Hawkeye was a generous one. But this wasn't thought out enough as it needed to be.

11. Secret Invasion -- It hurts me that this was bad. Luckily Samuel L. Jackson is a pro at being good in bad projects. Simply watching Olivia Coleman's scenes on YouTube would be more satisfying than the show.