#my two bits worth

[lovelypurpletyphoon]

Helluva Boss and Hazbin Hotel from a Christian perspective:

I'm expecting to possibly get some negative feedback from this, but I'm okay with that.

So, some of you folks might know that I'm a Christian. I grew up in church, so Jesus is my homie. I'm deeply against the toxicity and hatred in the church today. A while back I decided to check out Helluva Boss to see what all the fuss was about. It's an interesting show, and it prompts ideas for discussions.

Granted, it has flaws, and I've heard that Vivziepop shares many negative beliefs that I've seen in the church. Just watching the show and reading up on the lore, I feel like Vivzie or at least some people on the writing team may have deep religious trauma. Who could blame them with all the horrible things done in the name of God.

I do like some of the worldbuilding, and it's only a human response to laugh at the occasional dick joke. (I like sinners and such taking on an appearance based on how they died) There are many things I would probably do differently. I can't see lucifer as a good guy due to my upbringing. I just can't, I'm sorry. But I do find sympathetic demon characters interesting.

The difference between Heaven and Hell has me thinking of how people can be born into unfortunate situations, living in misery for their whole lives because nobody bothers to change the system. It's a very interesting analogy.

If I were to write the show, I'd have The Church be the main antagonist, as opposed to Heaven itself. Idk, this made more sense in my head. Either that or do something similar to Bloodborne, I'll be honest, there's deep rooted evil in the modern christian church. I feel like a lot of these people who push for anti-gay laws and preach doomsday cult stuff won't find themselves in heaven. Folks like that only push people away.

I also think the show has a similar problem to Dragon Ball Z, in that the lore isn't planned out. Writing lore as you go, as opposed to having a plan from the start, will create inconsistencies in said lore. It's frustrating for writers and fans who like to do in-depth media analysis.

If I were to write my own version of HB and HH, it probably wouldn't even be the same show anymore. My upbringing would just leave a different mark on things that not all people would like. Given my impression of the fandom, I feel like creating my own version would be like showing a Brazilian Black Tarantula to someone who's deathly afraid of spiders and has been hurt by them in the past. The result would be someone understandably fleeing from anything even somewhat resembling what hurt them.

In conclusion, I'll keep observing this fandom. I'm not sure if I even consider myself part of it, because my upbringing makes me feel like something of an outsider. But I can agree on certain things, like Fizz and Ozzie being adorable together and that Moxxie is doing his best. I will also be roleplaying on Discord to explore various concepts, cuz my adhd gets in the way of fic writing.

[ohposhers]

Viva finding those stupid finger puppets in the golf course's prize display case and wreaking utter havoc on Clay's daily life

[mossy-paws]

these fuckass robots that I hate /aff (Ultrakill x PHIGHTING!)

the girls are PHIGHTING! again

[sigmalaussene]

Gay people do love glitters

art • commissions

[arcanegifs]

God, I'm (yet again) exhausted. What a show. I will say, flaws and all, it's still one of the best animated series I've watched. Ever. No, I don't think it deserves the vitriol it's getting on social media.

I have a LOT of emotions right now. I don't think I'm even thinking straight after watching through everything once. It definitely needs to be re-watched multiple times. No, I'm not offering any kind of insights or anything like that. I think I'm just too emotional seeing my favorite show end.

I really wanna thank the writers, directors, artists, animators, producers, and everyone else who worked on this show for this work of art. It was beautiful, and it's why I love making gifs of this show.

And just because this show has ended, doesn't mean I'll stop making things. There's two whole seasons to work with now. I hope I can have enough free time to post regularly. I still need to make some 8k wallpapers and a ton of gifs haha.

I'll take a break and sleep for now. I'll see what I can make when I wake up tomorrow. I have so many things I want to do, but I also feel like crap and I too, have a life LMAO.

Oh, and I'm still looking forward to the next stories that they tell us! Runeterra truly has amazing lore. Excited to see what's next!

Thank you for all the likes, reblogs, and support you guys give to my lil sideblog! I appreciate you guys so much <3

[skitskatdacat63]

DTS S6E1 "Money Talks" - Fernando Alonso & Lance Stroll

[circadianrhythmofthekiller]

I just wanna let you know you're a genius and a hero for these pictures- the leather pride one ESPECIALLY!!! It makes me happy to see someone else fall madly in love with this final girl weirdo!

day 60 - dungeon attire

[fiepige]

Did you guys know they added extra details to Miles G Morales in the digital version?

It might not be as noticeable as the changes made to Hobie but you can still tell the difference when compared to the theatrical release

(It's most noticable in the last two GIFs) :

Left: Theatrical release Right: Digital release

You can click on the GIFs to make them bigger if you want a better look at them.

[voidcat]

characters: you/imaushi wakasa, sano shinichiro...

a/n: angst lol. strangers to friends. themes of fwb but nothing explicit. switch of perspective. mcd obviously,,

as i said in this post the loose explanatio/beginning of an idea i had that i liked ALOT but couldnt write due to various reasons (esp lck of time) (open post for a lil further stuff for reader x wakasa ig,,,)

attending the same classes as shinichiro sano... you've heard of him alright but that's about it. a nice face to look at perhaps but a little odd. not someone you'd interact with occasionally, nor someone you'd remember in particular-

until you're paired with him for an assignment. it'll help build bonds between the lot of you! the teacher announces and everyone groans in unision

you shoot your new partner to be a look from where you stand and turn back to your notebook. the ring bells but by the time you can get up adn gather your stuff, sano is nowhere to be seen

it takes you hours to find him. and at possibily one of the worst times too.

you heard of the rumors about fights and deliquents but you didn't expect yourself to run into one. youre careful, you live a peaceful life, you avoid trouble, always keep a clean name and all-

the people around all battered and beaten up, covered in bruises, cuts and maybe blood, looking hungry, unsatisfied, maddened– and you're in the center of it all.

footsteps approach you, strong, stern, taking their time and all- you hold it in you to not turn for a look. wait for them to show their face at your feet, dont give them the satisfaction nor even the slightest sign of weakness.

a man with blond hair and a pretty face, long lashes and all, stands before you, looking almost a little amused. "what's a pretty little thing doin' here all by themselv-" "where's sano" you cut him midsentence.

the man looks baffled, a little offensed even. soon joined by a second figure a lot taller than him, they both look at you with hostility and a hint of curiosity.

who cares, you scoff internally, whatever intimidation they're going for, you won't fall for it.

the other man raises a brow at the way you've mentioned sano. shit, you do hope this was not the wrong place, or whatever fight went down there, they must've won... right?

"and who is asking?" the blond speaks up again, sounding a little annoyed now. "you know, we don't allow passes to every pretty thi-" "eeeew" you drag the word and scretch like a gum, making sure to put on a face. "none of your business actually." you add on, placing your hand against a hip.

"why, you-" before he can follow up with whatever's on his tongue, a jolly greeting from behind interrupts him, cutting through the air. you can notice how the idle folks around suddenly tense up, and for the two man before you, shoulders dropped, bodies relaxing...

soon sano emerges, with his hair put up and stylized, nothing like the man in your class, a deliquent out of a shitty teen's magazine you'd say so.

exhanging greets with the two men and doing a special handshake for only them to know, he looks in the mood, just his face a little bruised up and some blood on his clothes.

so that's probably why he skips school some days, you muse.

he notices you a little later.

"oh!" mouth formed into an 'o' shape, you can see his surprise written all over but he is quick to disperse all that." greeting you with your surname formally, he reaches out a hand, then brings it up upon noticing the splatters of blood and takes it back with a sheepish smile.

"what brings you there?" he asks, never losing a bit of his joy that contradicts the entire atmosphere.

"our assignment." you say curtly and receive another sound of surprise from him. he looks apolegitic at the very least, you think.

"well.. uh-" he scratches the back of his head, casting a glance around, you wait to see where the stammering will go.

"how would you wanna do it then?" he asks more for you than himself, to ease you probably, you can only assume.

another joins their little group, keeping silent and watching what's going on. you relly, really should get going, you decide after giving a quick look around. "we can go over the details at an appropirate time later."

"alright then!" he says, never missing a beat from his energy. it's unbelievable, you think. "should we... ah-" he pauses, "exchange numbers to keep in touch then?" he asks, and he means well, you can tell just from the way he looks and talks, but the rest? you're not exactly dying to say out loud your contact information. especially not with that blond anywhere within a 20 meter radius.

"here." you say, reaching out your hand to reveal your phone. "i'm not announcing my number for a bunch of weirdo, self proclaimed deliquents to hear."

your words take him by shock but he breaks into a snort right after. the two men exchange a glance and a thug at their lips as well. the blond however does not look once pleased with your words.

or you at all.

you begin to come and go to their place often, the assignment builds up slow but steady and the guys seem reasonable enough after actually sitting down and hearing each other out. shin looks happy with the development too, says you have brought a change but you'd disagree. he is the light and sun and the beating heart of this place and wherever he goes, they follow, absolute devotion and belief in him, as a person, for his mind and for his heart.

you can see why, you can feel it too. once you begin to spend your time with shinichiro sano, all the rumors and speculations you've heard up until then are gone. assignment be damned, you can tell when a friendship begins to bloom and with shin- it happens at such a pace, you find yourself a little afraid.

the assignment ends, presentation and all, with flying colors you pass and decide to celebrate it out, with the rest joining as well.

a karaoke bar is all fun and games until night rolls out. it has gotten late but shin offers to walk you home; keizo and takeumi dragging a very drunk and messed up wakasa. everyone bids one another goodbye- save for wakasa... and you almost believe youhave seen a hint of sadness in their eyes as they bump their fists against yours. if you didn't know any better, you'd ever go as far as to say they'll miss you around.

a day passes, another and another... much to their relief and encouragement, you stick around.

not within the vicinity on the days big fights go around but definitely dropping by to hang out, fool around and whatnot. it's now your laughter mixed with shin's that fills the air, and everyone seems joyful and happy most of the time- save for imaushi wakasa.

for reasons unbeknowst to you, he remains hostile, rude, and on and up about sending your way stupid lines like he did the first time. most of the time you ignore him, which annoys him further– the scene alone brings a smile to your lips, the smirk of a vixen, you even overhear him once, yelling to keizo about you are, sounding very much frustrated.

despite this is how the things begin and roll out, neither of you expect to grow close- closer than you'd have imagined.

yes, you and shin might be the sunshines, but you and wakasa? the two of you become inseperable. you even hear some people mumble how they fear the two of you looking down at them, gazes that burn holes through their skulls, see into their souls... the two of you could make a power couple- if you were one at all.

there is the heat, there is the tension. you comb through his hair with a gentle touch that has wakasa melting in your hold, yet the second someone dares to imply anything more, you shoot them a glance so heavy, it'd crash their lungs.

wakasa hopes, in the end, that perhaps there is an end to it that is happy, that is hopeful. he knows there is no making up for the way he treated you but you were not the kindest toward him either, so it makes you equals, no?

so he sings sappy songs at karaoke whilst tipsy, so any accusation he can brush off as the effect of the booze, but hopes you caught how he looked at you. so he touches you as soft as you do him, trying to mimic your kindness, an attempt at how love, in the physical, in action should be.

he doesn't know any better, why should he? why should anyone to begin with?

it scares him how natural it is for shin and you. some days he finds himself envying the two of you even, would things be any different were you to attend the same school as the two of you? oh what wouldn't he do to be graced with your smiles and giggles all day every day, having you look at him as you rest your cheek against your palm–

he aches for something a tad normal sometimes, at the very least with you. would the two of you ever cross paths were it not for shin? the thought scares him and he feels like an asshole for envying his friend like this, desperate for anything that would come from your hands.

but at the end of the day, it is himself you seek out. his arms that you allow around your person, his lips on you, devoring you, it's wakasa that consumes you wholly and the thought brings a wave of comfort at the very least.

then the entire world collapses down in the span of 24 hours.

shinichiro dies.

almost 24 hours have passed since his death and wakasa still cannot find it in him to return to reality yet.

then like an angel amidst the chaos, you reemerge from the fog, from smoke. it doesn't take a genius to figure out something is wrong.

"waka," you call out to him, sound laced with something he cannot quite pinpoint. shutting his eyes completely, he sits in the same spot for a moment, all the doubts, every single negative, twisted and fucked up thng he has been holding at bay til now so close to breaking out.

you speak, but he does not hear the words.

not pass the 'i am leaving'

[somegrumpynerd]

Alright, colouring book test!

These should both be transparent so you can either print them out or save and open them in your art program of choice, put a layer underneath and colour away! :D

Since the poll was pretty close, I have one with the eye and nose sockets pre-coloured and one with them still blank so you can have your choice. It wasn't that hard to do both so if I make more I'll probably do one of each for variety. Let me know if you come across any problems with them and I'll try and find a way to fix it!

Also I printed it earlier to test and tried colouring it in so I'll put that under the cut lol

[vaggieslefteye]

CHARLIE MAGNE from HAZBIN HOTEL (2019): Pilot - "That's Entertainment" ↳ "So, I've been thinking: Isn't there a more humane way to hinder overpopulation here in Hell? Perhaps we can create an alternative way to change souls through... redemption?"

[solaestial]

russell pixel portrait and some different expressions i drew a few weeks ago for discord emotes

[sysig]

Softly, slowly, I want to love you anyway (Patreon)

[arizonaconservativegal]

I am tired of hearing candidates dodge questions by saying they will follow the law when they are running for an office where they would (in part) be able to change the law to be whatever they want to follow.

Say what you mean. Will you push to change the law or will you accept it as it currently stands? And if you're not going to push to change the law, if someone else proposes a change and asks you to vote for or sign their change, what direction are you coming at that decision from?

Honestly I would respect the hell out of it if someone would just say "I don't like this particular law but it's not one of my priorities to change because of x, y, and/or z and if it becomes an issue on its own later, here's where I would be on it."

And leaving all that aside, "I will follow the law" is not something I find reassuring to hear from politicians. That is the bare minimum I expect of you. Why are you acting like it's some great feat or acquiescence?

[doubleedgemode]

Happy summer, everybody!

This has been a big project to take and while there's stuff to improve I'm pretty happy with it. Be sure to zoom in the big picture for details and read the comic from left to right. (Needless to say, please don't try A.B.A's behaviour.. For your safety)

Bonus doodle:

[transingthoseformers]

While I like the idea of OP being reincarnation of thirteen… wasn’t there a whole comic discussion between OP & Hotrod/Rodimus where he question what it felt like for Roddy and long story short: it was agonizing for Optimus but for Rodimus it was “amazing, warm, coming home” (not quote) very much chosen one energy and Optimus went “ah, of course. Same.”

What if: Optimus raised to believe he was thirteen reincarnation au

Enter: Hot rod “stealing” his fate/role accidentally from underneath his pedes

I think it's complicated in the comics and I know there's an explanation somewhere but yeah there was a definite difference between the two's dynamics with the Matrix of Leadership in idwg1

(though, their general relationships with religion and leadership were also different, and that definitely affected things for them) (plus the circumstances that lead to them getting their pieces of the matrix / becoming primes)

But!

The idea of Orion/Optimus being raised with the expectation of becoming a Prime / technically being a prime but Hot Rod / Rodimus accidentally getting the matrix and becoming a Prime has to be sooooo crunchy (plus in general I feel like there's a lot of interesting interactions to be had between the two and we don't see it enough in canon)