#no plan whatsoever

[phier]

BREACH

[shellem15]

I really love how Matt's voice for Graz'tchar is slightly different every time we hear it. I don't know if it's intentional, but it definitely helps with conveying that everything this sword says is complete bullshit. Like, this sword has no fucking clue what it's doing, it's just riding the wave of chaos babeyyy.

[deansbracelet]

the narrative is not sympathetic enough to dean when it comes to mary's return. it's almost treated like he's being misogynistic for wanting his mom to be nurturing and loving like he remembers her being. his entire life he's clung onto those four years of vague memories which john only fortified by telling such idealistic stories of mary being the perfect wife and mother. then she comes back and she's nothing like who dean thought she was; she doesn't cook, she doesn't dress the same, she doesn't even seem to want to spend time with him. i don't blame mary for the way she felt and i think the way she reacted was completely understandable, but the way the story is told, it feels like dean specifically is being punished for having a certain idea of his mom. all things considered, he adapted pretty quick and he gave her space when she asked for it, but the story still framed it as if dean was some kinda Horrible Man Child for wanting his mom's attention

[i-am-going-to-skream]

I’ve always been pretty unremarkable. My life, hobbies, job, are all average. The only thing “remarkable” about me is my amazing wife, and my habit of getting kidnapped by random villains.

I made slight eye contact with the villain, unable to hide my bored expression. Sure, the first time I was kidnapped I was scared shitless. But after my 6th abduction, I’d grown a numb to it all. “Look dude… my wife will be here any moment now, and she’ll tear you a new one the second she gets her hands on you” the villain scoffed, unconvinced by my warning. I figured he’d ignore my warning, but it was worth a shot. The villain equipped his rusty scalpel, perhaps hoping my being tortured would speed up the heroes arrival. The villain ran his scalpel across my bare arm, broadcasting it for the hero to see. I kept my eyes on my wrist watch, trying to ignore the pain I was in. “It’ll all be over soon” I thought, knowing that my wife would arrive soon to come rescue me.

By the time the villain started digging in the blade, drawing closer to my chest, I heard a loud knock… I knew she was here. She’d finally arrived. I couldn’t help but smile, I’d be reunited with my beloved.

The villain was confused, as the hero was still a ways away. I braced myself, as the wall came crashing down. I just closed my eyes tightly, as my wife kicked the villains ass. It was over pretty quickly, the villain had no chance against my wife. And the moment I was untied I jumped into her arms, holding her firmly. “Are you ok???” “Yeah.. I just missed you” she hugged me back, and we walked through whatever was left of the now dead villains lair.

End

You were kidnapped by a villain and he gloats about how you’re bait for his arch-nemesis, and you’ll be dead soon. You sigh and just look at him. “Buddy, its not that hero you need to worry about….its my wife.” and he looks at you perplexed.

[upon-the-snow]

okay this was meant for new years but I missed that deadline so here it is anyways!

[sometimes-rendog]

This is a death match for a reason!

Day 75, my piece for @treebarkzine! showing Martyn's Limited Life win, you can download the full zine here (for free!)

this zine was so much fun to be apart of and everyone who participated in it put so, so much effort into their work. it's such a beautiful project and i'm so happy i was able to contribute to it! happy treebark-ing everyone

closeups under the cut!

[hilacopter]

I find it ironic that western leftists demand israelis leave israel because we're all white colonizers in their eyes (regardless of the fact that even if jews really weren't indigenous to the levant, which we are, over half the population is middle eastern anyway), but when we do leave israel for other countries we get hatecrimed. it would be bad enough if we had people telling us "good on you for going back to where you came from" or some shit but no they really just view us as inherently irredeemable and evil no matter where we are. almost feels like they're trying to lure us into being harassed overseas.

[answithvanzz]

Coped so hard I didn’t even draw angst

[muckyschmuck]

ultimately!

[unit-ssn0va]

[eddiezpaghetti]

It has come to my attention that SOME OF YOU who read my last Byler post remain UNCONVINCED. So I'm gonna tack onto it this:

I'm older than fucking God and air, and I've been out and proud since 2007. Yes, I know what homophobia is, and yes, I know what queerbaiting is. I know about Supernatural and Teen Wolf and Sherlock and blahdyblahdyblah. No new ground is being covered here. I thought I made that clear in the original post, but, clearly, I did not.

I am aware of queerbaiting and homophobia, and I'm still wholeheartedly certain in Byler being canon anyway.

Okay, so there are three types of relationship I want to discuss when it comes to queerbaiting. They're all, like, "queer relationships that could have happened, but didn't".

First off, queer-coding. This isn't really a thing so much anymore, but it still crops up every once in a while. I'd argue it probably happens most with male-male relationships in family shows these days. First example that comes to mind is Mr. Smiley and Mr. Frowny from Steven Universe. You can't make a relationship canon because some shitty overhead bastard overhead said no, so you get as close as you can without compromising the show. Can't make someone gay? Well, now their comedy routine is a blatant allegory for a romantic relationship. Boom-shaka-laka. This is something I don't see being a problem with regards to Stranger Things, but I want it to be there as contrast, a demonstration of one of many things queerbaiting is not. However, one could argue that, thus far, Will Byers is, canonically, queer-coded. It's pretty fucking heavily implied in the show, and the creators have confirmed it, and you're gonna be able to see it if you're not FUCKING BLIND, but word of god is not technically canon which means that interviews don't technically make something canon, blahdyblahdyblahdyblah, technicalities, Robin has been explicitly stated in the text to be queer while Will has, thus far, not, outside of good ol' Show-Don't-Tell. Of course, anyone with two brain cells to rub together can tell that that's going to change by the end of Season 5, but, hey, for what it's worth, I'm throwing this out there.

Alrighty, Thingamajingama Number Two: "Oops, I accidentally made the greatest love story known to man." AKA, a genuine, honest-to-goodness mistake. Unfortunately, we do live in a heteronormative society. Sometimes people who don't think about being gay much write a friendship that's incredibly compelling and don't even consider the possibility that it could have been read as romantic. Something something Top Gun something. This is, again, not queerbaiting. This is Steddie, this is Ronance, this is Elmax, this is your favorite flavor of non-canon ship this week, this is not Byler. The creators know DAMN well what they're doing. They've talked about it. We know this. Nothing new here.

Which brings us to the topic of discussion here. Actual queerbaiting. This usually starts out as an "accidental greatest love story", and then reacts to fan response. And when I say "reacts", I mean like a goddamn chemical reaction. Like bleach and ammonia, bitch. It's noxious and it's gonna kick your fucking ass without mercy. This is when a creator is like, "Hey, let's get our queer audience invested, but we're not actually going to give them what they want because our straight audience isn't here for that/we personally think it's gross/we don't give enough of a shit to want to research a goddamn thing to write a real gay character," blah blah blah whatever excuse they want to come up with this time.

And when you think "queerbaiting", I want you to think "bullying". Because that's what it is. It's lucrative bullying, like beating us up and taking our lunch money, but it's bullying all the same. And it's a real goddamn thing, even if people misuse the word a lot, often when they mean one of the two above, sometimes when they mean "bury your gays", which is another homophobic thing entirely that I'm not going to get into here. Queerbaiting is the thing we're focused on, and it's real, and it's bullying. And here's the reason I want you to think of it as bullying:

They

Think

It's

Funny.

They are actively making fun of us.

That's why Dean had the "Cas, get out of my ass," line in Supernatural. It's why the "Do you like boys?" line happened in Teen Wolf. It's why "Lie with me, Watson," happened in the RDJ Sherlock Holmes movies. Because "It's just a joke, mate." "It was just a prank, bro." "You didn't really think it would happen, did you?" "You should see your face."

So here's probably the biggest reason I don't think it's specifically queerbaiting in this specific instance of Will Byers and Mike Wheeler.

Stranger Things has never, not once, made a gay joke. Ever.

Every single time queerness comes up, it's dead serious.

Lonnie calls Will a fag, and the show is not at all reluctant to show what a goddamn horrible person he is. And when Hopper latches onto that, it's not as "Hahah, is he gay, though?" It's because he's trying to determine a potential motive for Will's disappearance, and even if someone had interpreted it as a joke, Joyce immediately has a line that functions as snapping her fingers in front of the audience's face and yelling "FOCUS" when she says "He's MISSING." Basically outright saying "This isn't funny!"

Troy calls him a fairy, along with targeting Lucas and Dustin for their skin color and disability respectively, and Mike gets damn near murderous. Troy is portrayed as a goddamn monster and the show portrays it as justice when El makes him piss his pants and later breaks his arm.

Steve calls Jonathan "queer" as a slur and gets the shit beat out of him for it.

Billy's father is revealed to be homophobic and abusive in the same breath.

Mike says "It's not my fault you don't like girls!" and we're shown how devastated Will is and Mike immediately follows him to beg for forgiveness.

There is a joke in Robin's coming-out scene, but it's not at Robin's expense. It's at Steve's. Specifically for being heteronormative.

Jonathan has multiple scenes where he's trying so hard to tell Will that he's always going to love him as he is, whether he's gay or not, without pressuring him to come out before he's ready.

Even when there's a little bit of ribbing at Robin's expense, it's always because she's an awkward nerd who's nervous around pretty girls, just the same as Lucas and Dustin are teased when they both first develop crushes on Max, and even then, even then, it always comes as a package deal where they make fun of Steve's girl problems at the same time.

Stranger Things is an emphatically pro-gay show. It may not be the core point of the show the way it is in, say, Our Flag Means Death, but there is nothing less than respect for its queer characters. Its queer characters are always taken completely seriously. No one is making fun of us. They never have. That's why I have serious doubts that this is queerbaiting. It would come completely out of left field for the bullying to start in Stranger Things' final season.

So it's not at all likely to be queerbaiting because queerness is taken completely seriously. The creators have talked about Will's queerness, at least, so it's not an accident. And queer-coding would be silly to expect from this show when it's already on its final season. Like, what is Netflix gonna do? Cancel it? Not to mention all the explicit queerness that's in there already. And no one's gonna "What about the children?" a show that's had sex scenes in it since the first season.

There's no fakeout here. It's gonna happen. Breathe.

[thebaldursmouthgazette]

Something people also need to remember in terms of concept art is like

Okay so that HoF ghoul concept art that everyone was mad wasn’t included in the game?

That was part of the same group as the one that was the first concept art exploring the idea of bringing back griffons. That plotline started in last flight. With that in mind, it’s obvious that the HoF ghoul idea (which was literally just the artists idea, nobody else wanted to do that with the HoF) evolved into Isseya, down to the face bandages

Last flight came out September 2014. Two months before inquisition did. These concept arts were made before they decided to write it.

I think people think that all of these concepts were solid ideas that were going to be included in veilguard before being abandoned for no reason, but they’re actually random ideas someone had, possibly that were never even seriously considered for inclusion and possibly that nobody actually liked, and some of them were ruled out from being part of da4 before inquisition even came out

It’s also worth keeping in mind that experienced concept artists can make these pieces in a couple hours. The entire point is that they’re low stakes, low investment visualisations of something and it doesn’t matter if they don’t go anywhere except the art book because they didn’t take much resources to make. And they’re shared later because they’re neat and the artists are proud of them, not to tease you with “cut content”

[neon-ufo]

Online shop updated!

I kinda neglected updating and promoting my online shop, but I put some work into it today, adding new prints, keychains and stickers, and finding a cuter layout!

https://neonufo.bigcartel.com/

I added the Falin and Laios prints that people have been asking for, as well as MLP and Eeveelution stickers. I also restocked most of my keychains and added Vampirka and Y2K Anasui charms!

There is also a new batch of greatly discounted A3 prints of some pieces I won't be reprinting, which I want to sell fast so that I can make space for new stuff.

I ALSO restocked my DIO fashion zine! There are 10 books available.

Lastly, I decided to offer tattoo tickets, as I've had a few people express interest in that.

I've also been wondering if I should occasionally offer some of my original ink drawings in my shop, perhaps selling some of my old JJBA inktober pieces from 2018. Would anyone be interested in that?

And since I'm promoting myself, might as well finish this by mentioning I have a Patreon where I share very frequent WIPs and post finished pieces much earlier than on my other social media. $5 tier members get access to a discord channel where they can submit priority requests on my somewhat-monthly request streams.

Alright, I think that's all folks! ☮️

[thetwilightroadtonightfall]

☁️ “And I don’t know what I’m cryin’ for

I don’t think I could love you more

It might not be long, but baby, I

I’ll love you ‘til the day that I die.” ☁️

[cels-not-so-secret-love-affair]

dead or alive? (sirius & regulus)

a/n: a little black brothers angst! still debating whether or not i like it, but sharing it anyways. heads up for reg not doing too hot.

‘Regulus?’

It is 04:00am and dark. Sirius is sat with his back against the bathroom door in his brother’s flat. His phone lies discarded on the floor, the bright screen of his messages with Barty acting as a torch in the early morning shadows.

‘Regulus?’ he repeats, voice quiet and thin. It sounds less like a name and more like a hope, feebler than he wants it to. He clears his throat abruptly and gives it another shot.

‘Listen,’ he says, attempting to bargain with the nothingness. ‘I’m not asking you to come out here and have a nice little chinwag about your feelings or any of that idiocy. I’m not a therapist, and I’m not going to force you to tell me about any of the shit you’re going through right now, promise. I just need to know that you’re okay.’ Sirius’ eyes flick down to the Whatsapp messages at his feet. He rubs his face roughly with his palm and gazes bitterly at the ceiling.

‘The things Barty’s been telling me are fucking scary, you know that? You’ve got to know that. Just knock or something. Come on.’ The clock down the hall cuts through the silence with a few jarringly loud ticks. It is 04:02am.

‘Fuck’s sake, Reg,’ he swears, exasperated. ‘Open the bloody door.’

‘You can’t hide in there forever. Aren’t you freezing? I’m freezing. Why don’t you ever put the heating on? I know you can afford it.’

‘I swear to God, this is getting ridiculous now. I know you’re there. I can see your damn shadow.’ Sirius’ long pale fingers tie themselves into knots over and over as he fidgets. More agonising silence.

‘Regulus.’ The door remains shut, and the shadow behind it remains unspeaking. It is 04:05am.

‘Should I get someone else here? Is it just me that you don’t want to talk to, is that it? If I got Evan or Remus or, shit, literally anyone else, would you speak to them?’ Desperation is beginning to crawl out of Sirius’ throat, mangling his words into raw, strained sounds that chase after each other quicker than they ought to.

‘Come on. You haven’t got vocal cords for nothing, you are aware of that right? Just say something. Just let me hear your voice, and then I’ll go away and never bother you again, yeah? Just let me know you’re alive. Please, Reg.’

‘You’re my little brother, you know. You’re still my little brother. I know you hate me, a-and I hated you too, for… longer than I should have, and growing up was pretty shite - I think we both understand that now. You know, I’ll always feel guilty for leaving you. I swear, there hasn’t been a single day where the guilt hasn’t eaten me alive, James could tell you. So you’ve every right to hate me. Really, you do. You could hate me for your whole entire life and I’d get it, seriously, I would get it! But you’re my little fucking brother, Reggie. C’mon. Just do this one thing for me, this time. I need to know my little brother’s okay. I need to know he’s here with me and not… not dead on the fucking floor. Give me that much.’

It is 04:12am when the handle turns. Sirius isn’t expecting it at all - he’s aching and exhausted and terrified and too used to silence. He jumps when he hears it, turns wide, shining eyes towards the sound with unsure anticipation. There’s a few moments of clumsy shuffling, and then the door is opening inwards onto a dull gloom that clings to the tiling and old-fashioned sink with unrelenting intensity. It is very quiet. For one terrible moment Sirius thinks, irrationally, that maybe Regulus isn’t there. That he’d been sitting in the hallway for the past twelve minutes begging thin air and the ghost of who used to breathe it. But then the shadows are shifting, taking on form and contour, becoming something more familiar. Regulus crawls out from behind the door with shaky breaths, and lets himself be lit by the phone on the floor in all his wretched vulnerability.

Sirius doesn’t move, at first. He just stares at his brother. Sees his grey eyes reflected back at him in a slightly younger yet equally pained mirror image. Sees those eyes flicker and move and relishes in the aliveness of them. Sees a not dead brother. Then it processes somehow, and he’s pulling that wonderful, infuriating, not dead brother hastily and instinctively towards him with both arms, and holding him, and crying without realising it. Regulus lets it happen. He collapses into the hug.

[hilacopter]

They fired rockets at my area just now. What is their fixation with attacking us on Jewish holidays.