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14 and chip jrwi for the ask game? :DD
14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.
oooo good one hold on I've gotta do some research for this
Now I don’t really know if its supposed to be which one is closest to or which one I want to assign him??
For which one is ‘canon’ I think I'm gonna go with Autumn??? I'm not super good with fashion but his aesthetic does have that vibe for me, this thing I read said a lot of reds, browns and oranges, and lots of belts and I vaguely remember seeing fanart with lots of belts lol.
HOWEVER. I would like to assign a Tropical Fashion Aesthetic to Chip Jrwi because I feel like he’d absolutely wear (and rock) Hawaiian Shirts. He’d have a whole cupboard full of different ones from palm trees to surfboards to a goddamn fish pattern. (he’d buy Gillion and Jay matching ones and no one can tell me otherwise)(if anybody draws this please tag me I'll love you forever)
I also want to make it known that during my research I discovered Bastardcore and if thats not Chip in modern day times I don’t know what is. It's supposed to be like shock humour and a lot of graphic tees. “Bastardcore is an extension of "cursed images'" memes. This aesthetic is commonly used by people who would refer to themselves as "feral".”
#i forgot theres a fucking AESTHETICS WIKI#thank you so much for the ask I have gone down a Journey#mads answers a post#ask game#jrwi riptide#chip jrwi
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Do you play Call of Duty?
Noooo I don't play Call of Duty 😡
#i am posting this one almost exclusively for myself#how many times have i said that joe and ja'marr have completely incompatible gaming styles and preferences!#of course joe's a riot shield guy lmao#i love how frustrated he gets even in just answering this#i like to imagine he gave this latest game a chance to play with ja'marr#and got soooo mad#much to ja'marr's amusement#(who regularly plays COD for like 8-10 hours at a time)#joe burrow#i...won't tag ja'marr here but this is also about him
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Where we started: potential late-night-sesh with DMK to get some things resolved, maybe make some kind of amends with the other. Where we at: probably dying in the closet.
if only this one could've been more noble than the last
#post's rambles#mir falspar#dark meta knight#kirby right back at ya#galaxy soldier army#post's art gallery#mirror madness#there was never any chance you see#where he didn't pick DMK's life over his#it was if that had to be that ending#as if the answer could be any different
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I know you think your post about your partner being mad at you is a cute inspirational post but he shouldn’t be getting mad at you at all… don’t normalize that
I think anon is talking about this post for those wondering.
I think it should be normalized, anon. People get mad. People make mistakes that lead to their loved ones being upset or angry with them. It isn’t realistic to expect people to never be angry and it doesn’t mean they’re a bad person if they do get mad.
That post talks about what’s important in these situations is how your loved ones treat you when they’re angry. Anger is such a valid feeling, but the way you handle it matters and that is what that post expresses.
He was mad at me but he never insulted me or yelled at me. He took space to calm down and then come back and talk to me which is a super fair and valid reaction to him being angry at me.
Of course I was upset he was mad, but he was allowed that space to be mad.
#April answers#negative ask#I think you have good intentions#and are maybe reacting like this because you haven’t had people#be mad at you in ways that weren’t destructive#and I’m sorry#the point of my post is to try and show people anger doesn’t always have to be destructive
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I can't draw right now to put this into Enjoyable Comic Form but please remember that you have choice. even if you are depressed or otherwise neurodivergent or disabled or Stuck there are always things you can do to improve your situation. even if they are small things like tidying up your immediate area or silly things like listening to a new radio station or scary things like trying to get help, you can do them. it might suck and it might hurt and it might be difficult but you can do it and it's worth doing. If nothing else just go sit or stand somewhere unusual to remember you have free will. Love yourself
#and even if doing it means you then have to wait months to hear back (sound of me dustantly throttling Canada's health care system)#idk very easy to get trapped in the loop of waiting for a milestone where things happen#or piling everything on an instance of someone else's intervention#at the end of the day the person who saves you has to be you. continuing to want life no matter the cost#not art#voice of a guy who is mad that his teeth hurt bc the government won't answer if they'll pay for it#if you are going to be a hater on this post you have to provide a strawman who is worse off than me. good luck
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for months i had this obsession with wing shape.
the majority of feathered wings have an underlying musculature almost akin to a thumb. the primary feathers - sometimes called "flight feathers" - are those long feathers that seem to "hang off" of the wing. they're actually connected to the "hand" (literally the manus) of the bird and can be individually rotated. they are responsible for the majority of thrust during the downstroke, and while the number of them depends on speciation; the majority of birds will have between 9 and 11 of these feathers (as opposed to secondary flight feathers; their shorter partners, which vary from 6 to 40).
i started attaching them to the silhouettes of people, drawing angels tumbling out of buildings and running late to work and skipping class to smoke outside of a 7-11. i drew angels eating apples and doing their homework and pushing their hair back from their eyes and holding a pencil. the margins of all of my poems had feathers raining down the side of the page.
i was in the worst depression of my life and had decided i was giving up on the idea of freedom. i would be a happy wife to a mediocre husband and the angels would come and pass their wings over my eyes and let me feel nothing but numbness. i would have a life like an echo. i would never enter my body without knocking first - it would carry all this weight, and i would be sleeping peacefully, my soul somewhere out there, flying with wings.
she laughed and came over and sat next to me, and smelled of lavender. whenever she talked, a strange harmony stole into my heart; something that was only memory and no words. not an echo - an answer.
inside of her sketchbook were hundreds of pictures of birds.
#this is true and also#almost was a completely different post#about recovery#but no#wlw instead bitch#writeblr#game of thrones was popular at the time.#i was mad about the wing shape of the dragons; at their lack of connective tissue. i kept talking about the hands we have#a wing is not a hand#it is an ecologically significant adaptation#also#bat dragons would have been very cool.#yes i repeated the word echo it was intentional it is answering that above paragraph.
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"--but why should I let you go when you look so pretty like this?" w/JayTim
send a quote and a ship and I'll write a short fic!
this one was such a fun pick, anon. i will warn you, this one has some... very dark dialogue. the JayTim is absolutely unrequited, but Tim is forced in a situation where he has no other choice bc of some Ra's tomfoolery. you *could* read into there being Ra'sTim as well, but that's not the focus, it's just 2.8k of unhinged JayTim. enjoy <3
Tim had lost count of the days.
He was pretty sure he was somewhere in the range of ten days and two weeks. He couldn’t use how often he was fed as a gauge when it seemed purposefully sporadic to throw him off. There were no windows in his cell.
Not that it looked like a cell, but Tim insisted on mentally calling it one, mostly for fear of Stockholm Syndrome getting the best of him. No matter how large the bed was, with an ornate carved cedar headboard and cotton sheets. No matter the plush carpets and en suite bathroom with a gloriously large shower with limitless hot water. No matter the shelf full of books to keep him entertained and patterned wallpaper.
This was still a prison. Tim was still forcibly attached to the bed by a long chain connecting to a thick metal cuff around his wrist he’d yet to figure out how to pick.
Tim had to let himself believe the lock could be picked. He had to hold onto hope there was some kind of escape.
The real contrast of the lavish room wasn’t the chain, though. It was Tim’s current state, naked and questionably close to bleeding out.
Not that it would matter if Tim died.
Ra’s al Ghul had already revived him with a Lazarus Pit at least four times, and he had made it clear he had no qualms doing it again. And again.
Tim went with ‘at least’ as a mental marker, because he was certain the Lazarus Pit was starting to influence his mental state.
However many times it took, repeating the vicious cycle of coming in to torture Tim until his body gave out, then giving him a violent, unwanted rebirth. Each time, Tim was pretty sure he lost a piece of himself, somewhere deep in those glowing waters.
He was sure he’d been angrier and fighting harder to break free once. Now, that anger was drifting somewhere in the Pit, far out of Tim’s reach. Tim had heard that rapid repeated exposure to the waters of Lazarus could have degrading effects on one’s mental state.
But he never thought he would learn that firsthand.
Instead of fighting and clawing at the wrist cuff like Tim had been doing for days, he just laid on the bed, sprawled out and staining the chartreuse sheets a bright crimson, staring at the cuff. One time, Tim had clawed at the cuff until his nails ripped out of their beds and he was biting a pillow in pain, watching his skin shred trying to pull it apart.
Those injuries, much like his feral desperation, were washed away now. Every scar Tim had earned over the years was gone now. He was losing pieces of himself.
After his next death, Tim promised himself he’d redouble his escape efforts. Run his hands along the walls again, test the door frame, find something that he must’ve missed his first dozen tries. He wasn’t going to let himself rot here and be changed into someone else, just wearing the corpse of Tim Drake.
Ra’s could take a lot of things, but he couldn’t have Tim’s humanity.
For now, though, Tim was just going to lay in the bed, breathing as shallowly as he could. All his body’s survival instincts were in overdrive, making him light-headed and his heartbeat a rapid, fluttering thing, trying desperately to hold on. He had yet to figure out how to get his body to let go of those responses yet.
Because the worst part wasn’t dying. The worst part was the animalistic attempt to survive that came just before his body gave out. Tim’s mind had fought alongside his body the first time he died. The second time too.
By the third, Tim had just naively hoped Ra’s would let him stay dead.
Now, Tim was just tired and waiting for it to be over with.
Just when Tim was considering getting up and trying to speed up the process, he heard a commotion. He lifted his head and squinted.
The ninjas who brought his food were always so silent in how they moved that Tim couldn’t hear them even when they were in the room. So the running feet, the yelling-
The gunshots.
Definitely a fight. Tim snapped back to reality. He sat up as fast he could, trying not to let his body dip and sway the way his perception did. It had crossed Tim’s mind, that rescue would come at some point. But he refused to hold onto it as anything other than a futile last hope.
And even now, it didn’t feel real.
No one who would save Tim used guns. The ninjas definitely didn’t use guns either. Tim carefully wrapped the chain around his fist. Whatever energy was left in his body was better spent fighting like hell than just laying there and accepting death.
The door to Tim’s room slammed open and Tim sucked in a breath.
Of all the people it could’ve been.
“Look at that,” a smug, modulated voice crowed. “I’m the lucky guy who actually found your sorry ass.”
Jason Todd reached up and pulled his Red Hood helmet off, shaking his hair loose. Tim didn’t like the look of his smile.
Granted, he didn’t like the look of Jason Todd in general, but that was beside the point.
“What are you doing here?” Tim hissed through clenched teeth.
Jason just shrugged, walking into the room with slow, casual steps. “Bats wanted to find you bad. Bad enough he was willing to call me and offer a truce if I helped storm the stronghouse.” He shrugged like it meant nothing to him. “Looks like you’re lucky I said yes. You’re already half dead.”
“Others are here?” Tim’s breath caught on his hope.
“The whole fucking calvary.” Noises of a brawl sounded in the distance and Jason spread his hands, as if his point was proven. He took another step forward just as a ninja ran into the room, sword raised and charging Jason. Before Tim could warn him, Jason shot the person in the head over his shoulder, making them drop to the floor. A full-bodied flinch went through Tim at the sight of blood spraying the beautiful wallpaper. With an annoyed huff, Jason turned and kicked the door shut.
He didn’t signal for backup. Tim’s skin prickled at the sight of the shut door and Jason stalking toward him.
“This is the part where you say thank you,” Jason prompted lazily, getting within an arm’s reach of Tim. Tim couldn’t stop his body from recoiling, eyes flicking down to the dead body on the floor. “Oh come on. Now’s not the time to worry about morals. I gave them a quick death. You should be thanking me for that too.”
“I’ll thank you when you get me out of this,” Tim said, lifting his arm to show the cuff. He pressed his palm against the cut on his chest, the one responsible for most of his blood loss. Ra’s had blamed Tim for that one, saying it was his fault for squirming too much. Tim knew better, though. He knew every drag of Ra’s’ blade was always exact and purposeful.
Jason tilted his head to the side and leaned in close. He smiled with tiger teeth and snake eyes. “See, I would but-” his eyes dragged up and down Tim’s battered form- “why should I let you go when you look so pretty like this?”
Tim was suddenly all too aware of how naked he was, skin prickling. He grabbed a handful of sheets and yanked them over his lap, trying to cover himself. Jason made no move to stop him, just watching the motion of Tim’s arm as it grasped for a crude attempt at modesty.
“You said Bruce is here,” Tim chose his words carefully, trying not to show fear. He was better than being afraid of Jason of all people. He blamed the worst of his feelings on the vulnerable state he was already in. His fingers clenched the sheets to hide the way they shook.
“He’s around somewhere,” Jason waved his gun in the air dismissively. “But he’s not here, is he?” Another wave of the gun to gesture to the room. Jason’s eyes flicked down to the gushing chest wound. “You really need to cauterize that.”
“Do I look like I have something to cauterize it with?” Tim shot back, sluggishly. He didn’t let Jason distract him from the real point. “If you try anything, I’ll-”
“You’ll what?” Jason rolled his eyes. He searched around his utility belt, pulling out a lighter and a knife. “Tattle to Bruce? Fight me?” He snorted. “I don’t know which is more amusingly unrealistic.” He flicked the lighter on and held it under the knife.
Tim watched the blade heat up, eyes widening. “You’re not going to-”
“You’ve got a better idea?” Jason arched an eyebrow. “It’ll really piss B off if you fucking die.”
“Won’t be the first time,” Tim muttered under his breath. He cringed as soon as the words came out. That was too much information to be giving to Jason.
Another cruel snort came from Jason. “You got your own taste of the Pit, didn’t you?”
“No,” Tim tried to lie, shifting a bit.
“You did,” Jason hummed. He leaned in even closer, until his face took up Tim’s entire field of vision. “Trust me, I recognize the look in your eyes. Hold still.”
That was the only warning Tim got before a red hot blade was pressed against his skin. Tim opened his mouth to scream against the burning pain, but gloved fingers were shoved into his mouth to muffle the noise.
Tim tried to bite down on Jason’s fingers hard enough to break them, but the gloves were too thick and his body was too weak. All he could do was glare and grasp at the sheets.
The look in Jason’s gaze was terrifying. His lips held a slight smile and he looked hungry, eating up all of Tim’s tormented noises. Tim’s pain was a feast for Jason’s sadism. Tim was struggling just to stay alive and Jason looked like he was having the time of his life, licking his lips and swallowing hard.
Tim was starting to think maybe he preferred Ra’s over this.
Finally, Jason pulled the knife off of Tim’s searing skin and Tim sagged in relief. He almost fell over before Jason caught him around the waist, pressing Tim against his suit. Blood smeared over Jason’s jacket.
His fingers were still in Tim’s mouth.
Tim tried to speak around them but Jason just forced his fingers in deeper, making Tim gag.
“I could probably sneak out with you, you know,” Jason whispered into Tim’s ear. “Tell Bruce I got bored and left. They’d just think it was a bust.”
TIm had never understood Jason’s complex over him. He knew it was something he wanted to avoid at all costs. With Ra’s, Tim could at least find the root of the obsession.
With Jason, not so much.
He was always breathing down Tim’s neck and trying to get a rise out of Tim. Wanting Tim to work with him, pay attention to him, anything he could get. It reminded Tim of trying to tame a needy dog.
This was a step too far, though.
This made it all make sense in ways Tim regretted knowing as soon as it hit him. He twisted his head around until he managed to spit out Jason’s fingers, coughing.
“You don’t have Ra’s’ manpower,” Tim bit out the words. He tugged hard and uselessly against his cuff. “You couldn’t hold me for long.”
“Sounds like a challenge,” Jason hummed. “Tell me, Drake, you pissed off enough to actually try to kill me, yet? Or do you need another dunk?”
“Give me that knife and find out,” Tim curled his hand into a fist. He was bluffing. Just the thought of killing someone nauseated Tim, his eyes briefly flickering over to the dead body on the floor.
No amount of the Lazarus Pit could turn Tim into that. A cold-blooded killer who didn’t even look before he shot. Tim was better than that.
He was better than Jason.
He just had to distract Jason long enough to find where he kept his lock-picking tool, stab him in the eye with it, and then break free and find anyone else.
Maybe Tim was against murder, but there was just enough cold rage in him to crave bloody violence. He squirreled away his logical thoughts on the matter, for now. The situation warranted just a bit of brutality.
Someone had to teach Jason that he didn’t always get to have what he wanted.
Jason dared to groan softly. “Tempting. So fucking tempting. How would you kill me, Drake? Would you gut me? Slit my throat?” He sounded far too into the idea of it. The knife in his hand started trailing up Tim’s bare back. Not deep enough to cut, but still leaving goosebumps of fear in its threatening wake. “We borrow enough Lazarus water and we can take turns killing each other.”
“Borrow,” Tim echoed the word with an incredulous laugh. “Like Ra’s would let you.”
Jason’s laughter was sickening. “Didn’t plan on asking permission.” He paused, just as the knife dragged up to the base of Tim’s skull. “I’m serious, you know.” His voice got quieter. “I’d do it if you wanted to.”
“Kill each other?” TIm’s heart was pounding. He was doing the exact opposite of getting himself out of this situation. He was sinking deeper and deeper into Jason’s clawed grip and didn’t know where the escape route was anymore. He couldn’t pull away from the hold, with the knife pressed where it was. He definitely couldn’t fight Jason like this.
Tim was trapped in what he was pretty sure was a prison of his own making.
“Kill, kiss, fuck.” Jason shrugged. “I’ll take any of the above.”
Tim swallowed down blood and bile. “You couldn’t handle me.” He couldn’t show fear. More than couldn’t, he refused to. Giving Jason his fear would just spur Jason on more. Or maybe piss him off to the point of just killing Tim and leaving him there.
Now, with the teetering edge of Tim’s sanity under Jason’s scrutiny, Tim was positive he’d shatter if he got dipped in those green waters again. And he refused to let Jason keep the pieces left of Tim to himself.
He was not going out like this.
“Wanna bet?” Jason asked. “Winner takes all.”
He sounded insane. He probably was.
And he wasn’t letting Tim dance around a lack of an answer any longer. The tip the knife started to press harder until blood was trickling down his spine.
Placating Jason seemed to be the obvious and smartest survival method. If Tim faked it long enough, he’d have to have an opening sooner or later.
“If you can keep me alive long enough to get the hell out of here, then we’ll talk,” Tim chose his words as carefully as he could. He kept his tone light, in a way that was practically teasing. He hoped it was enough.
Jason practically preened, his whole body shivering against Tim’s. He lifted the knife from Tim’s neck to reach for his belt. Tim was able to suppress his sigh of relief, hearing the lock on his cuff click.
“Can you stand?” Jason asked, pulling away to stand up, but still keeping a hand on Tim’s shoulder. Possessively, almost.
Tim gave him a withering look. “Do I look like I can stand?”
“Good point.” Jason shrugged. He lifted Tim almost too easily, an arm around Tim’s waist to haul him off the bed, forcing the sheet to fall away. “God.” Jason paused for just a moment, looking over Tim’s naked form. It made Tim felt studied under a microscope in a way that made him want to crawl out of his skin.
He’d just signed a deal with the devil, and he was already regretting it.
Jason managed to snap out of it and carried Tim toward the door. Tim just held onto Jason’s neck for support and closed his eyes, trying to convince himself he hadn’t just made the stupidest decision of his life. He could still distantly hear other Bats fighting off ninjas. Salvation so close to Tim, yet still out of reach. Jason easily stepped over all of the dead bodies as they slunk through the hallways, away from the noise and into the darkness.
Tim couldn't escape the awful chill crawling down his spine; pressed against someone who was possibly more psychotic than the madman he was being promised escape from, grandeur illusions traded for the ugly truth of Jason's desire. His flicker of hope felt like it was being snuffed out by every heavy step of Jason’s boots. The best he could pray for was for Jason to give him a cell as nice as the one they were leaving behind.
Out of one den of vipers and into another.
#necrotic writings#jaytim#tim drake x jason todd#ask game#dead dove do not eat#whump#jason is pretty fucked up in this one#also#pit madness#like *sort of* but not really?#like more like pit mental break. playing with repeated exposure to the pit fucking with someone mentally#not necessarily making them mad or angry#bc plain pit madness is boring to me and i have *zero* interest in the debate of if it's canon or not#but i do like the idea of the pit affecting someone's psyche. so#also i know this isn't how cauterization works i promise#shhh it's fine. suspend the disbelief for me here.#i was gonna post more today but writing this took longer than expected#the ending changed like three times.#god i need to sleep.#so if you've sent an ask i promise i see it and will answer it!!!#i have have *so* many and want to properly answer all of them yk.
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I completely forgot that the Rise Turtles call themelves the Mad Dogs (haven’t done any rewatches). I was reminded when I was randomly browsing turtlepedia. I found that odd because (as far as I know) they’re the only iteration to call themselves something other than The TMNTs
But then I was thinking, I’m not sure many iterations actually do call themselves the TMNTs, besides like 80s and 03. Maybe nods to it (movie 3/We’re turtles. The teenage mutant ninja variety), or just in the singular (03 as a/when you’re a tmnt).
And then I think, not calling themselves that actually kinda makes sense, with the Rise iteration especially. TMNT is a cool name, but in universe, just very literal and descriptive. Imagine the Foot calling themselves the Adult Black Wearing Foot Themed Ninjas. Or the Purple Dragons the Dragon Tattooed Street Gang. The Rise turtles are probably fine describing themselves as TMNTs, but to call their group The TMNTs might come off as lame or lazy to them.
Wow, the Mad Dog thing was odd, but after thinking it through, I support it!
I have no idea why but the Mad Dogs scene sticks out so much to me💀I'm overdue for a rewatch but that and Donnie's little library rap invade my brain every month or so, completely unprompted. You're right though, calling themselves by literal terms makes little to no sense in-universe. Many iterations will acknowledge the terms and have someone go, "Yeah we're teens and we're green🐢," or whatever, but they don't go around calling themselves the TMNT lol.
And ngl, Mad Dogs hits better than whatever the heck '12 Leo was onto in S1.
#“mighty mutants” took me out fr#answering your asks#i really wanted to post the mad dogs clip but i couldn't be bothered to take a gamble with questionable audio quality or pixelated visuals#tmnt#teenage mutant ninja turtles#rottmnt#rise of the tmnt#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#tmnt 2012#tmnt 2k12#tmnt leonardo#tmnt leo#2012 leo
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A vat7k related question.
What do you think is Hugo's gender identity? Cus I want to hear what you think Hugo's gender is and the story behind it.
EHEHEHE personally i think she’s genderfluid and uses he/she/they pronouns…….I think he was kind of an uncracked egg up until the trials though. like, he’s been in survival mode for so long that he’s never had the time or luxury to really think about himself or his identity….i think he’s had a lot of different disguises over his career though, and those personas are either male or female depending on what the situation calls for so he’s not a stranger to dressing femininely either.
but yeah…i think for a long time hugo just identified as male by default cuz like…what else would he be LOL. if he had any doubts at all they weren’t significantly hindering him or anything so he just buried them with all the other of the emotions he doesn’t want to feel. but like the closet is made of GLASS and this becomes especially obvious when she teams up with 3 other teenagers who are also transgender so sometimes she’ll just Say Shit and they all turn around and look at her like “…….🤨”
i have this very vivid scene in my head where varian comes out to the gang as trans and hes clearly really uneasy abt it. and hugo doesn’t know what to say so he just tries to relate by saying the first thing that comes to mind and goes “oh yeah i get it i mean. sometimes i wish i was a girl but like not all the time yk” and nuru and varian both just stop and stare at him
hugo, getting nervous: …Sorry that’s probably not the same thing forget i said anything
nuru: No i think we should talk about this?
anyways yeah….other than her traveling party giving her some weird looks nothing actually really came of these conversations bc hugo would refuse to think about herself even if you put a gun to her head
fast forward to post-trials though, and hugo’s been living in the castle with varian for about six months…it was REALLY messy for both of them while she was adjusting, but at this point shes finally started to let her guard down a little, and all of a sudden she has SO much free time and she has no idea what to do with any of it. she’s stealing collecting things, tinkering with all kinds of useless little gadgets, rapunzel is teaching her tons of little arts and crafts projects. overall shes pretty content despite everything. So anyways then the gender crisis hits them like a fucking freight train
honestly i’m like half joking when i say i think it started bc they just kept forgetting to cut their hair. like one day they looked in the mirror and they’re like “wow my hairs getting so long i kinda look like a girl lol. Wait”
AND AS FUNNY AS IT IS ITS SO. WILDLY UNFAMILIAR TO THEM. like all of a sudden theyre SO insecure for as far as they can tell, NO reason and it drives them CRAZY. i dont even think that hugo dislikes their masculine features after coming out, i think they embrace them if anything but its just like…going from 0 to 100 so fast and suddenly being so hyper aware of themselves in a way that they NEVER were before…having to realize that they’re definitely Not cis. it’s fucking TERRIFYING!!!
not to mention it hits him all at once during a time when he’s still frankly really paranoid about him and varian’s relationship, and he’s kinda walking on eggshells bc deep down he’s convinced that var’s just gonna get tired of him eventually and kick him out. its like he’s just waiting for the final nail in the coffin despite the fact that there is literally no coffin.
All that being said i think it takes him a while to work up the courage to talk to varian about it. and he knows he won’t like. hate him for being trans or anything (I sure hope he wouldn’t, at least, seeing as he is literally also trans) but varian’s already done SO much for him and helped him through literally everything already….he doesn’t want to burden him any more than he already has. he also cant comprehend that someone can just Like him, like, as a person, so he’s convinced himself that varian must see something specific in him right now and he’s afraid that if he changes himself drastically in any way then whatever varian saw in him just. won’t be there anymore. If that makes sense
as for who he actually goes to first- honestly i think it’d have to be lance. at least in my head lance was the first person hugo really started to bond with aside from varian….he didn’t start letting his guard down with rapunzel until quite a while after that. also i think he’s worried that if he tells rapunzel she’d end up accidentally spilling something to varian (which is like. Valid bc she’s a horrible liar) he’d definitely write a letter to nuru, too, but nuru is also in another kingdom, and that message takes a while to get to her, so it’s more something they talk about after the fact
when he finally does get a letter back after dumping this revelation on her it’s just like
“dearest hugo. upon reading your letter i desperately wanted to tell you that i told you so, but i realize that would be in poor taste, seeing as you are clearly struggling right now. Moreover,-“ /j
regardless of who she tells first, they obviously all support her and encourage her to talk to varian as well…And ofc varian hypes her up to no end when she finally does. i wanna say it’s a sweet emotional scene but i feel like varian was also under the assumption that she figured out the gender thing like a year ago /j
hugo: ,,,,so like. i don’t think i’m a guy
varian: . yeah?
hugo:
hugo: TFYM “YEAH”?????!!!!???
varian: D. DID WE NOT ALREADY KNOW THIS?
hugo: ,???? NO???!!???!
jokes aside though as soon as hugo does decide he wants to explore his presentation more varian immediately consults rapunzel who gets WAY too excited about it and it kind of scares hugo a little bit. /j like Do you want to cut your hair? Dye it? Do you want new piercings? TATTOOS????
they eventually just settle on getting her a few new pieces to add to her wardrobe and that works out fine. varian sees his girlfriend in a dress and loses his mind etc etc. All is right in the world
#vat7k#varian and the 7 kingdoms#tangled ask#varian and the seven kingdoms#varigo#varian#tts headcanons#pansy rambling again#pansy-art#i first answered this like two weeks ago but i lost the entire post and i got so mad that i just didnt bother writing it out again#until now i guess#hugo rottewange
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Thoughts on halloween and spooky season in general?
i’m not super big on halloween tbh, it’s not really big in australia in general. like while it’s not for me, i can appreciate the spooky vibe people go for, but also spooky season goes hand in hand with autumn while it’s spring here lol
however my other internet “identity” is ghost_socks and i love cute little ghosts!
thanks for the ask!!!
#i went trick or treating once when i was like 12#my friend wanted to but it was last minute and i didn’t have a custome lmao#we always make sure we’ve got lollies and stuff for kids that might come but they haven’t in years (before covid)#i am however considering having people over for like a costume party but tbh it’s more of an excuse to drink with my friends lmao#mads answers a post
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you and your art are absolute trash grow up and get a life you pathetic waste of air
oh honey! I was wondering if you'd show up now that I'm doing well again and doing some full, legit CR work! And you must be SO MAD about it, given you're going to waste this side account on me since you usually try to anon-harass me lol XD
Probably didn't tell me to kill myself this time b/c you had to put an account name on to actually get to me. You have literally been harassing critter artists for like the last 7 or so years, and you think I need to get the life? oh HONEY, the fact that we live rent free in your head is honestly laughable.
But yeah, yearly hate message checked off, thank you for informing me that I'm doing well enough to make you so so SO mad, it's always a bright spot in my day that I've pissed you in particular off lol XD
Hope you're well, and maybe get some therapy!
(as a note to ppl reading this, don't interact with them, just go block and report pls so they don't get the chance to harass other folks who don't know their tactics and could be hurt by them ^_^)
#Tria talks#Tria answers#yeah#I know I don't post hate mail like ever#but this guy has literally been harassing artists for like the last 7 years#I have a suspicion on who this is#a STRONG one#it's just SO funny when they get so big mad they have to out their account lol XD#anywho do not interact with them#just block and report b/c the more anon accounts they lose the funnier it is that they have to spend SO MUCH TIME harassing us lol
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more funnies.... i cant be stopped
#mildly suggestive#very glad ppl seem 2 be enjoying these#they r a lot of fun for me to make#also!! i think ive finally found a patton design i like#which is good#experimented w virgils hair also and i like it but idk if ill ever remember 2 do it again#also im sure some1 out there is wondering why i draw every1 in their canon outfits EXCEPT for remus#and the answer is that i have personal beef with his outfit#and absolutely refuse to draw it !#its a great costume i think its designed very well i just hate drawing it#+ im mad its so complicated which means i will probably never get to cosplay him#intruality#dlampr#<- only IMPLIED technically. but it was fully my intention#intrumociet#<- is that the ship name for them?!?! fuck if i know#dukeciet#mociet#sanders sides#sasi art#remus sanders#janus sanders#patton sanders#logan sanders#virgil sanders#no roman this time... i really dont have a good grasp on him as a character so its harder 4 me to find posts that remind me of him#tss#ts sides#sanders sides art#my art
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DOTTORE SUNSET DATE... i would like to point out there's a lil Puffttore in the sky with a heart... i think that's adorable,,
Him admitting his feelings... :3 (marriage soon)
ACCEPTING THE CHOCOLATE BAR AT LIGHT SPEED... you know he loves you if he shares his sweets with you!!
Other random things... *nom* also because i think it'd be adorable for Dottore to actually look forward to spending an eternity with you.
Last one... he went to bed 12 AM sharp 😭
#smooches talks#posting bc i havent had the time to answer asks... hopefully i get to it soon!#okay so u see the other profile art wasn't working for some emotions and that's bc im shit at modding and def did something wrong so ignore#anyway HE S SO FLIPPING CUTE MY GOD#I NEED TO WRITE MORE SOFT DOTTORE#ARRRRGHEWOEWIEWEIWO#I WANT TO GIVE HIM ALL THE KISSIES... literally canon bc u two definitely watched the sunset in the akademiya hehe...#i just realized my fucking mouse is in the middle of the sunset#OH MY GOD IM SO MAD IT COULD HAVE BEEN WALLPAPER
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For the ask game, Jason/Tim where the Pit makes Jason possessive rather than mad and so he imprints on Tim as being his and needing to take him and make him fully his, turn Tim into Jason's own creature? I think that could be a cool idea, since the Pit has different effects on different people.
for the ask game!
oooh, i love explorations of what the Pit does to the psyche, especially if it falls outside of the typical Pit Madness schtick. here's how i would try and write that
so what i think is fun about Jason and the Pit is, he wasn't *dead* when he got dunked, he was just mentally catatonic. dunking him in the Pit was a gamble on Talia's part and Ra's even points out in Red Hood: Lost Days it may not work. so to have it work but just... wire Jason *differently* is a lot of fun to me. i like the idea of Jason being a bit aimless after the Pit. he's got his wits to him but it's still the "came back wrong" vibes. and when Talia shows him the pictures of Tim as Robin, trying to show him that Bruce replaced him, it has the opposite effect. Jason's wires are crossed in all sorts of directions and all he can think of is he won't let what happened to him happen to another kid. so he spirals, looking into Tim and getting more and more obsessed. what starts as a genuine concern for Tim's safety becomes a possessive imprinting. Tim becoming Jason's purpose.
one of the defining things about Jason's feelings on Tim, in canon, is feeling like Tim is being held back by his loyalty to Bruce. so, i don't know how literal you meant creature, but i'm taking it balls to the walls bc i like fucked up monster vibes. the *how* is the fun part of it. it's easy for Jason to corner Tim, kidnap him. but how does Jason decide to corrupt Tim? i know the Court of Owls is a New-52 thing and i'm going off of pre-Flashpointt, but, i think it'd be fun to steal it. just because well. i really fucking like Talons. and Jason making Tim a Talon would be a twofold thing- for one, it protects Tim. it's a lot harder to kill a Talon than a person. and for two, it makes Tim easier to control. i think Tim would fight it hard, but the Talon programming combined with Jason's fierce protectiveness would snap him pretty easily.
Jason would be smart about it. he'd keep Tim locked up for at least a few months. because if Robin goes missing, then the calvary is going to start looking for him. Batman, Nightwing, Batgirl, Oracle, Huntress, the Titans, everyone. and Jason knows even if he puts a mask on Tim, he needs to wait. needs to let the smoke blow over. so for months, it's just Jason and Tim somewhere underground where no one can find them. that's where the bulk of their bonding comes in. because i do think Jason would want Tim to *genuinely* like him outside of just monsterous programming. Jason would work to earn that trust, even if it's through manipulation. tbh i think he'd lie to Tim, either gaslighting Tim about his loved ones not looking for him, or straight up tell Tim he's imagining having been Robin. anything that deconstructs Tim's idea of a support system outside of Jason. Jason is Tim's savior, in his eyes, and he'd want Tim to believe that too. that Jason had to protect Tim, from the Bat. very fucked up vibes.
once Jason's sure it's safe, he'd slowly start making his presence known as Red Hood, with Tim by his side. Jason would still want to do the whole Red Hood thing, but now, he has the ability to taunt Bruce about Tim. it'd be a fun mind game for Jason, telling Bruce that he lost *another* Robin. (three, if you count Steph) meanwhile, Jason gets to go home to Tim the whole time. it's a fun game to him, while also making him preen that he's protecting what he believes belongs to him.
eventually, the truth would come out. but by then, Tim's too deep in Jason's pocket to listen to anyone, even Dick. he'd lash out at anyone claiming Jason is manipulating him, and he'd be Jason's perfect little partner. very fucked up ending where Jason and Tim are "happy" together, but in the most fucked up way. i'd give Tim a new codename, something like Shrike because that sounds fun and pointy. they'd almost be a Batman and Robin parallel/foil, in a way.
also, just as a bonus alternative: another route i think you could take this idea is playing with Joker Junior. like, Jason imprinting on Tim *just* as Joker kidnaps Tim. so that's what sets Jason's plans into action, he was going to wait for the perfect moment but now, Tim is missing and Jason will be *damned* if someone gets to Tim first. and since Jason has well. firsthand experience with the Joker, he's able to find Tim first and since Tim is so mentally shattered at this point, it makes him easy to manipulate. easy to get him to traumabond onto the person who saved him and even once he's mentally recovered, he's so attached to Jason he wouldn't want to leave Jason. and maybe Jason would use Lazarus Resin or something similar to make Tim more creature-like, and even get Tim to agree to it, under the guise of it helping protect Tim. this route could be fun bc it plays more with just how "consensual" it is for Tim and how much he really has his wits about him, choosing Jason after being brainwashed.
#necrotic festerings#jaytim#jason todd x tim drake#tim drake x jason todd#timjay#batcest#ask game#dead dove do not eat#i'm sorry but the concept of talons can be pried out of my cold dead hands#same with joker junior.#also pls don't start the debate over pit madness on the post jkhjghklj#it's a complicated debate i've been on both sides of#and when it comes to fanfic like this that's so canon divergent#my honest answer is: don't care and i will do what i want#bc this is very canon divergent in concept#but sometimes it's fun to do that. it's fun to just go balls to the wall with a fucked up idea#also sorry anon if you didn't want this idea to be fucked up but i'm a lover of killing doves.#so this one was *so* fun tysm#i love these asks so dearly <3
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hi sorry to bother. i'm trying to find this one drawing that i'm like 99% certain you've done of like, the default appearance of every white queer person regardless of labels. like some short haired androgynous bespectacled person who you know at minimum 3 of. and everyone kept saying that 'that's literally me' because of course it is. did i just vividly make that up. i cannot find it with tumblr's notoriously bad search function. i wanted to make fun of my boss and like 5 separate other people i know.
YUUUUUUUUUUUUUP THAT WAS ME you are not crazy. this was the art
this is the post this is another version of the post
#UNFORTUNATELY THE POST REALLY RESONATED WITH. THE PEOPLE#proving my point that this person keeps being cloned#sergle answers#I DON'T KNOW WHY... but so many people interpreted this as an insult#NO bitch I'm just saying I'm onto you and you keep Budding. and making new ones#you can't be mad at me Just because I broke into your house and drew you while you weren't looking
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hmm. i think riz slowly dresses less like hes going to a formal event and more like a prep over the course of high school. and in contrast to that fabian dresses less like a jock and more like HES going to a formal event over the course of high school lol
Riz figures out pretty quickly that yeah looking like he’s about to go to a dinner party every day of his life isn’t very good for stealth purposes it’s just he likes his suits so he doesn’t change it up until like junior year when Fabian finally convinces him to go shopping (he gets Fabian to buy him a lot of jewelry because shiny things make goblin brain go brrr)
Meanwhile as Fabian gets more comfortable in his masculinity the more flamboyantly he dresses to the point where a lot of people are unsure if the outfits are even fit to fight in (they are he’s not that focused on being dramatic)
#if you saw me accidentally post this unfinished no you didn’t#autism (mads) speaks#mads answers asks#fantasy high#dimension 20#d20#d20 fantasy high#riz gukgak#fabian aramais seacaster#fabian seacaster#dimension 20 fantasy high
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