#its been a looooong time

[droptheguillotineplease]

Enjolras sketches.

[damastorrr]

Yonny doodles

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OMG I DIDNT EVEN NOTICE

EHEHEHEHEHEHEHDVSNDNSMFNSND TYSM

[badnewswhatsleft]

(source) patrick fucking annihilating everybody wants somebody

[supertwist-royalty-ttr]

It's VERY, VERY late here, but here's a drawing of the Auditor that I finished recently 📈

I'm still on my campaign to produce more content of him 😆

[rinbylin]

不用理由就会相信、没有力量也要保护的人，阁下难道没有吗？

鹤唳华亭 royal nirvana + women

[stop-breaking-my-heart-telltale]

"Violet would do it for us" "Yeah, she would.

"Louis would do it for us" "...I guess"

WHAT WAS THE REASON. WHY.

I think I know why.

So, yes—when we're trying to get James to help us, Clementine has to walk through the barn with his mask on. AJ's understandably anxious about this, and here's how these optional conversations can go:

Clementine: You know Violet would do it for us. AJ: Yeah... She would.

Clementine: Louis would do it for us. AJ: Yeah. I guess.

So... why? Why this small difference in the way AJ reacts? Or, even in the way Clementine phrases it?

I think it's easier for us who like Louis/clouis to look at this negatively, like "Well, what the hell? That seems unfair."

But, we gotta remember which route this appears in. AJ doesn't say this in Louis' route, he says it in Violet's route where Louis is captured.

In that route, we obviously spend less time with Louis. More importantly, he doesn't get to grow as much as a character. That's the nature of this game; you know less about the one you don't choose.

The player probably didn't go hunting with him, didn't appeal to him, didn't follow him, and definitely didn't save him... meaning the perception of him might not be the greatest depending on the player. Especially if that player is still pissed about his vote... and I think AJ might be echoing some of that doubt.

Violet in Louis' route, at the very least, earns some favor by voting to keep Clementine and AJ. Hence why Clementine is pretty confident that Violet would do this for them and why AJ agrees... even though through meta-knowledge we know that Violet despises Clementine for letting her get captured. So, we could argue that she wouldn't do it for them in that moment. It's all part of the irony that ep3 likes to play into... y'know, "Imagine how Violet will feel when she finds out you came to rescue her. You'll have given her hope again."

Oh, will she have hope again, Lee? Is that what she's going to feel when she sees Clementine again? Are you sure?

But, in Violet's route, Louis is shown to be apologetic but not to have stepped up. He doesn't get the chance to. Hence why Clementine states he'd do it for them without the "you know" and why AJ seems more doubtful.

And the thing is, anyone who knows anything about Louis knows that he would do it no matter the route... but he'd also complain about it, y'know?

Fine, he'll climb up and distract the walkers, but he's gonna make a half-hearted threat about eating first Clem and Violet if he dies. Fine, he'll rub walker guts all over himself, but he's gonna be grumpy about it. Fine, he'll carry the bomb when they infiltrate the boat, but he's gonna be anxious about it the entire time.

Like... sometimes, that's just how Louis is?

If it were him James handed that mask to and asked to walk among walkers, Louis would be like, "Fine, but only because Clem, AJ, and my friends are my reason for existing and without them, I'll die anyway... and because I'll look good in these walker skins."

On the other hand, Violet's more of a "just shut up and do it," kind of gal. You hand her the mask and she'll be like, "Ugh, fine. Let's get this over with."

So yeah, there's a purpose for the slight against Louis there. You don't know him unless you choose him, and if you don't, the game adjusts accordingly.

I also see this sentiment of "Why would AJ say that??" at the end of Louis' route where AJ has the option to question why Clementine's trusting him with an important task.

But, like... you don't have to pick that option. Y'know? I understand being annoyed that it's even there; I was annoyed, too... but, if you like Louis and you understand his arc, you're not going to have AJ say that. Because you know better. You didn't just hear the jokes and the piano. You're making sure AJ didn't stop listening, either.

In my opinion, that choice is there to test you.

So yeah, anon, I hope this reasoning helps.

[deardiary1899]

ok new ramble (about newsies ocs) today so sit tight inside roosevelt's carriage and enjoy the ride

FIRST, I very much adore the world of newsies and the cast, and I so often think how interesting the story would play out with different roles or new characters--

SECOND, Sue me, but I like x readers, i LOVE x readers, i WRITE x readers and i love ocs and self inserts and If whoever reading this has rummaged through the newsies x reader tag, they'd see that quite often, the reader or oc is a newsie, or, a girlsie for whatever reasons, and, while that's pretty fun, I think that we could all totally have some fun with other types of dynamics and professions!!

I believe that Miss Medda and her theatre deserved to have a bit more lore and connection with the story OUTSIDE of Miss Medda herself. Do the newsies frequent the theatre? Are they friends with any of the singers, dancers, whatnot? Have THEY performed there once? Who's to think that the newsies haven't collaborated with Miss Medda to use her creative resources for activism during the strike (that would be very cool)?

Oh, and nothing gets me giggling, kicking my feet and feeling all giddy than a theatre romance-- Your OC/Reader performing the hell out of the show when they see a certain newsie in the audience? Writing a poem/song based off them, or, hell, for platonic feelings sake, dedicating a play to their strike?

And, hey, what about journalism? What about being Katherine's best friend? If you'd still like your oc/reader to be a newsie, what about for intentions different than "because I had to"/"I felt different"/ or the like? Maybe your oc is a journalist undercover as a newsie to get the latest details? Or, working under Pulitzer to spy on the newsies during their strike (Could lead to many different kinds of conflict, imo)

Maybe some of my examples could be leaning dangerously on the edge of historical inaccuracy, but, truthfully, I honestly don't care much? Might be a bad thing to say, but, so long as it isn't ENTIRELY inaccurate, I, personally, am not too nitpicky about any details!

This is not to say "Stop making your ocs newsies!", but, if you're writing with the idea to diversify or bring something new to the table, deviating from the common stuff is pretty cool. But if you're not, that's cool too, so long as it's not hurting anyone or everyone's having fun :-)

[meerphanim]

Basket of Eggs? Wrong! Eyeballs

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I made a less bloody version because eh, why not lol

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[boywifesammy]

Last year you wrote a post about Dean being a repressed trans woman. I cannot reblog it because I am in the closet and my IRL friends follow me, but I just had to let you know that it is one of the best things that I have read in a long time. It sincerely touched my soul. Thank you for sharing your writing.

oh wow thank you so much!!! T_T you have no idea how much that means to me!!! that mtf dean headcanon has such a special place in my heart and i’ve actually been writing a longer story for it that follows mtf!dean throughout her life from pre-series to the finale & all the different nuances of being trans in a transphobic environment.

here’s a little snippet under the cut for anyone who’s interested (for context— in this scene john & dean are in the impala, and john just found out that a very young sam’s been calling dean ‘mom’ in public). i’ll put it up on the ao3 on my profile when its done.

i hope you’re able to come out when you feel ready anon & that the important people in your life can accept you for who you are <3

“Dean.” Dad muttered right as the motel door closed. Just one word, low, steady, quiet. An awful storm was brewing and Dean was stuck right in the middle of it. He swallowed and sighed shakily.

“Sir…” He started, but trailed off, because what could he say? He didn’t have an explanation. He didn’t even know what he’d done wrong. In his mind, he’d just been doing whatever it took to take care of Sammy.

White knuckles squeezed the steering wheel tighter. There was a sharp edge to Dad’s jaw. When he spoke, it was slow and gravelly, a barely concealed threat from a man on the verge of snapping.

“You should’ve told me. I would’ve had a talk with him.” He said. Dean didn’t know how to respond. His eyes flitted away from his father but that was clearly the wrong reaction, because Dad’s frustration burst out into anger.

“Do you have any idea how fucked up this is? Goddammit Dean, if anybody finds out about this, you’ll be lucky to end up in a foster home and not a goddamn institution!”

Dean’s chest caught tight at the threat and it all came crashing down around him. That couldn’t happen. It just couldn’t. It was his job to take care of Sammy and he couldn’t do that in some ward for nutcases halfway across the country.

That was when it really hit Dean that this wasn’t something good. It was a threat and if he didn’t put a stop to it now it’d rip everything around him to shreds. Taking the brunt of his father’s anger was familiar, simple, but the threat of being separated from Sammy? He just couldn’t handle that.

Dad thumped his forehead down onto the steering wheel and laughed. It was dry and humorless, not funny in the slightest. Dean was too terrified to look at him.

“What next? You’ll start wearing dresses and painting your nails pink?”

Shame rocked through Dean’s small body. He refused to break down in front of his father, but he could feel tears pricking at the edges of his eyes.

It wasn’t like that. He wasn’t some boy-whore, some fucking circus freak in makeup and high heels. What he was doing– it was different. How, he couldn’t exactly place it, but it felt different. It felt right.

How could something that felt so right be so wrong?

[casdeans-pie]

I feel like doodling and I've been watching Jenny Nicholson's video essays about the My Little Pony fandom and I'm like. Should I? Draw Pony tfw??

[aro4aro-t4t-gabv1el]

yo?

siffrin and mirabelle both ace?

[coollyinterferes]

"Back by unpopular demand:"

"Us!"

[bassboosted-moon-chao]

So I dunno what this survivor borderline thing is, but it's a cool sycamore design. You mentioned he couldn't have his wish, so I'm curious. What was his wish at all?

in Survivor Borderline, Sycamore's wish is for the world to return to the way it was; something that can never happen, now that the Perfect World Event has occurred. His worsening petrification (the stone-like stuff his arm and parts of his body have turned into, an effect of the weapon's decimation) is a reminder of that, and also a reminder that although he somehow survived the event, he's on borrowed time.

So instead of being able to revert the destruction that was wrought by Lysandre and Flare, the best he can do is defeat them and hope for whatever other survivors there are to have a chance at rebuilding. This isn't really about him, but about the remains of the world, in his eyes.

[rebloggedsunsox]

Ignore me for the next 9 days because im going to be reblogging just. A bunch of FNAF stuff. I have tickets to see the movie on the 26th and the brainrot it back i will not be shutting up abt it

[waterbearable]

hey late stage act 3 might just become the tav minsc and jaheira show with featured guest whatever other companion I absolutely need at the moment. like I have 0 context for both my beloved oldheads outside of this game and I am obsessed. now I gotta go back to the other baldurs gate games to learn more about them. i amend my prior statement abt minsc having half a brain cell he has several and I need to see this side of faerun thru this man's eyes what do you MEAN the trees have spirits in your home. I am in immediate and desperate need of minscposting. hey wait come back where are you going PLEASE COME LOOK AT MY BOY AND HIS HAMSTER