#take my shitty drawing/comic boy

[annepandesal]

im not even sure if this counts as a comic but i wanted to try !! this is the first time ive done this and ye i just thought i should try for sure since today happened to be the day my stylus arrived! excuse my abysmal hand writing (i put alt text if you want to read what the heck im saying pfft)

im really sucky at it (clearly..) but i had fun, hopefully i can get better at art in general and controlling the pen too !

[melonnabar]

//JLI COLLEGE AU PT. 1

Here goes my first ramblings about the JLI.

They are all in college btw! Well, university technically, but uni and college are the same in the United States anyway. They go to Gotham State University btw!

Starting with good ol’ BOOSTER!!

His major is gonna be in Media Communications!! Mainly because in the comics he is such a big sucker for self advertising and literally anything to do with socializing and/or public relations!

He’s also the star quarterback for the university’s football team! Booster and Guy r frat boys together,,

Apparently GSU’s football team is called the FUCKIN Gotham Knights in canon??

Booster roomies with Ted too (haha “and they were roommates”)!! I’ll talk more about these two when I get to Ted’s part.

TED KORD

I feel like Teddy would major in MET (Mechanical Engineering Technology)!! It’s not hands on as regular mech engineering as it mainly focuses on development n testing w manufacturing support and it’s kinda right up Ted’s alley because of that

Back to Booster and Ted being roommates! They are both juniors in college with Ted being older as his birthday is May 10th while Booster’s is December 29th.

Booster bitching about Ted staying up all night during midterms and having his desktop brightness maxed out while he’s trying to sleep, or ranting to Guy whenever Ted forgets to take care of himself and makes an absolute mess in their dorm n leaving Booster to clean it up for him (he complains but he actually likes taking care of Ted lmao)

Or more domestic interactions,, like Booster and Ted binge watching shitty comedies (or those REAL garbage high school musical types) and getting drunk off their ass while munching on some leftover pizza n passing out all tangled up in the living room.

My friend and I were on discord call yesterday and we were discussing the JLI BOYBAND stuff. He said that Booster would constantly have to find a sub in for drums because Ted sometimes ends up getting swamped with work from his major but would end up placing the band on hiatus because he doesn’t wanna perform without Ted.

Whenever they have their petty arguments and ignore each other I’d like to think Booster crashes over at Scott’s place until Barda kicks him out for staying too long and forces him to make up w Ted,,

Tbh I can’t wait to draw more of this AU,,

Have some pics of casual boostle also!

[boy-in-the-stars]

is it I back for more shitty long scollace prompts 😈😈😈 I'm so glad u liked the first ones cause like ik they're cringe 😭😭 anyway sorry again for how fucking long this is:

- I like to imagine they have a lot of movie nights cause scott just orders a ton and still rents movies from that place I forget the name of where Kim works 😭 most nights acott would prolly pick the movie but sometimes wallace gets a chance. idrk what kinda movies he would like but I feel at least once he would waste his turn to purposefully rent a movie he knows scott would hate just to see him suffer <3 true love. in his defense he had to sit through the sonic movie (or if it takes place in 2004 then sonic ova) at least a hundred times.

- I don't think scott would particularly be scared of horror movies but whenever they watch one wallace would definitely tease and try to freak him out. scott would get very annoyed and insist his teasing isn't working and in his defense it isn't!! it's a shitty 80s slasher film or at least he thinks until all the lights are off and there's weird noises outside. suddenly he's tugging on wallace and holding onto him without even realizing.

^^ I j wanna make a point bc I don't want this to come off as like babying or ooc or even fetishizing cause i think scott could definitely handle horror movies. I don't think he's a horror fanatic but he has respect for the classics. it's like wallaces relentless teasing after an especially scary horror movie he hasn't seen, in the middle of the night, with particular weird noises outside. it's like a rly specific situation cause he's usually fine with horror. I j wanted to makebthat clear cause ik there's like a lot of weird fanfics where scotts like an uwu soft boy and. ew. i don't mean it like that. bleh

- after they're official I feel like their dynamic would basically stay the same cause cmon they were pretty much dating before. only difference is now wallace gets to full on make out with him and give him a little more forehead kisses than he did before. at first I feel like scott would act annoyed or maybe not annoyed but dismissive of the little kisses not cause he didn't like them but bc he acted like he didn't like them before they're dating and he feels the need to keep it up. he doesn't wanna give wallace that satisfaction of I told u so u obviously enjoyed them. but either when scotts sick or even tired or whatever wallace gives him a little kiss and Scott pathetically is like another plsss ☹️☹️☹️. Wallace is like oh? now we like my kisses?? with his little smug ass face. when scott fully wakes up he still barely admits to liking them but now doesnt completely ignore them (he loves them). after like a week I think scott would give up the bit and embrace them like kiss it better?? good luck kiss?? goodnight kiss?? morning kiss?? greedy bitch

sorry for how much I write I j wanna like makebmyself clear plus I rlly suck with words so I hope this comes across ok. sorry these are worse but ofc I have more cause of the autism ☹️☹️ hope u enjoyed reading this fucking novel 😭😭

these are all so cute anon!! don’t you even worry, i haven’t been getting many prompts so these mean a lot to me. the first one shot (haircut) should be up as soon as my comic artist finishes the panels!!

shout out to @literallylee btw, they’re drawing some comics for the fics and they’re literally amazing, can’t wait for you guys to see them!!

[thevindicativevordan]

Jon hugged Injustice Superman, then got sent home and took the completely wrong (but wholly expected) lesson from the experience; stop trying to do more, lest you become an overachieving fascist.

Is Jon done? How on Earth do you walk that back? It's all so sad.

Anonymous asked: Any thoughts on the "resolution" and ending of Jon's mini, as well as his lukewarm future with more Tom Taylor writing?

Anonymous asked: Comics this week? Especially the ending to Adventures of Superman and the prospect of T*m Tayl*r continuing to write him?

Suppose with three asks I have to write up a post don't I? What a waste of time this all ended up being.

Haven't been reading this mini, was smart enough to learn my lesson after Son of Kal-El, but I did ask someone to DM me details just to see where Taylor left Jon. Someone was kind enough to share the details and even send me the final page. Not only is it exactly what I thought it would be, but I can't even console myself with Taylor "leaving" Jon. He's dragging the poor boy with him over to Titans, which sucks... but I've already emotionally severed my interest in Jon. After starting off by asking his dad to do more, Jon meets an evil version of his dad and gives up on trying to achieve anything beyond preserving the status quo. Only two choices for Superman are to be a hapless bystander or a fascist tyrant, and Jon's big emotional conclusion to his journey under Taylor is choosing to be feckless.

Making it all a complete farce is that Clark is doing more himself! He went to Warworld and led a slave rebellion to topple Mongul! Since returning to Earth he's teamed up with Steel to revolutionize Metropolis with Kryptonian tech. PKJ has had Clark outright say that his conversation with Jon pushed him to do more, including gathering the Superfamily together to work together as a team. Williamson has Clark trying to redeem Lex and use SuperCorp for good, and Williamson Superman is all about multiple characters "taking the next step and moving forward" per Williamson himself. Dichotomy Taylor presents here is utter bullshit, as seen with how the other Superbooks are being written. You can do more without falling into fascism, it's not a binary choice. And Jon's pacifism here is worthless because it doesn't actually change anything or benefit anyone. Murderman is still evil and won't stop, we know he has to be taken down with violence by an alternate Clark no less, Jon's hug failed to reach this guy. For fuck's sake he breaks alt Jay's arm just to make Jon mad, this guy is cartoonishly evil and beyond sympathy. Speaking of alt Jay, he's fucking dead right? No way does Murderman not kill him after Jon disappeared.

As for ol' Murderman himself, I guess Taylor might be seeding stuff for the inevitable Injustice 3. Val-Zod and Red Tornado Lois are left stranded in the Phantom Zone, which you'll recall is where Murderman ends up in what is likely to be the canonical ending. If that's why Taylor left them there then he'll probably just rehash this mini with Murderman meeting Red Tornado Lois there - she'll tell Murderman to stop and he'll flip out on her. What is left to even do with this character at this point? He's a one note dictator who reacts with murder and assaults to anyone who stands up to him. Any attempts at sympathy are wasted by how he is a mustache twirling bad guy. Only morons who worship these shitty game tie-ins as the only DC they've read think this is profound. Otherwise Clayton Henry was drawing a variant cover for Beast Planet that featured Val-Zod, maybe Taylor will bring those two back for that book. Either way I don't care. Done with Jon, Yang is coming back to write Kenan, that's the real news. Sweet dreams Jon, you had the potential to be great but now you are utterly unsalvageable.

[angelmichelangelo]

2012 Squish Annon: It's okay, I forgive you. I understand that TMNT does something to many people's brains (including mine) and induces them to spread the angst far and wide <3.

I think that might be what happened to the 2012 writers... except they did not have enought fluff to balance it. Genuinely, I think they went "How far can we push this?" and no one gave them any brakes.

I think about the 2003 Turtles, who started with only them and their father, a tiny united family against the world... but by the end of season 5 they had enough friends and allies to form a small army to go against the Demon Shredder.

I think about the ROTTMNT Turtles, who already had April by the time we see them, who were never really shut off from the world in the same way as other incarnations are, who's family just grew the entire series, who had access to a whole underground city where they could walk the streets without hiding.

And then I think about the 2012 Turtles, the only turtles to actually LOSE SPLINTER, who found April and Casey and sort of Karai but are still very much alone. It breaks my heart. (And then they had to do the Mutant Apocalypse storyline and make it worse... lol).

For me, TMNT has always been about hope in such a big way. It's about looking at all the things wrong with the world and going "No" and then kicking those things in the face. It's about never feeling alone, KNOWING that when you reach your hand out someone will be there to catch you. It's about loving and being loved, no matter how different you are; it's about taking those differences and making them your strength, even if it hurts sometimes.

That's why SAINW and the ROTTMNT movie WORK - they aren't the end of the story, and they never will be, because these brothers love each other more than anything and they wont LET it be the end of the story. The last thing April says to Donny in SAINW before he is pulled away is "Remember, there's always hope, no matter what." Future Leo's message to Casey Jr at the beginning of the ROTTMNT movie resonates throughout the film; "Hope is a Ninja's greatest weapon." I kinda feel like the 2012 writers forgot those messages at some points.

(But yeah the T in TMNT does stand for traumatised. <3)

squish anon… how does it feel to be so big brained rn..

tmnt is SO about hope. it’s about making the best out of the shitty hand you’re dealt and in most iterations, they showcase that really well…

buuuut on the other hand, some iterations really like to just. snatch that away in an instant.

2012 does that a LOT. splinter dies? no it’s fine, he’s saved! splinter dies again? wait it’s cool we can save him again. splinter is killed yet again? no biggie we can– oh wait. no. this time it’s final.

even when the 2012 boys get a “happy ending” it’s still somewhat bittersweet. it’s got this underlying sense of “things are okay but… boy wouldn’t it be good if it got better?”

i think that’s why a lot of people draw a lot of similarities between 2012 and the idw comic series. it’s just a cycle of oh god give these boys a break. you just get the indication that they’re tired and they just want to rest and for the fight to be over. they didn’t ask for this. in other versions, the turtles kind of just… accidentally find themselves wrapped up in shredder/Krang shenanigans but in 2012 they’re SOUGHT after. shredder moves across the world to find them and kill them, over a fight that isn’t even theirs.

2012 writers for sure forgot to pepper in that “hope” message in there when those boys needed it the most huh 😅

[spearheadrampancy]

So... if you don't mind me asking how've you been?

hoo boy. yeah. tldr: alive!

quite a fair chunk of shit happened i think. when i redownloaded the app i weighed up if i was gonna make a post abt what's happened, but ultimately decided against it bc i wasnt sure how active i was gonna be. looks like the answer is very, so i might as well for anyone who's curious (:

on with the details in no particular order!

just before we stopped posting, we mentioned how the company we worked for announced big profits, an expenses-paid trip for the top employees, and also the tiny small news that the team we were on was getting downsized from 20 ppl total to about 3 (6 to 1 for my role specifically). well, we did end up losing our job completely because the company was unwilling to make reasonable adjustments so we could move to the same role in a different team (we don't have any legal grounds to take action unfortunately). but this was fine for us bc we grew jaded with how management was doing shit anyway. they also laid off about 700 people from across the company a few months later.

we spent months trying to find a job, and eventually applied to university on a whim. we got in! we're studying game design and are currently in foundation year (level 0) of the course. we were pretty worried about "fitting in" and suff but honestly we made friends instantly and it turns out a lot of lgbt autistic folks are studying game design foundation year. strange! (/s). its a little weird being part of the popular clique now.

we built a site. a real one! with colours and scripts and all that! a couple sites, actually, but only one is what we're comfortable sharing publicly (other site is sys member info for friends to reference). the site is on neocities, available here. we got really into coding for realsies around the time that we stopped posting. we also got into something called choicescript, but the site took priority as we use it as a digital portfolio. we also started practicing API work by making little tools for the discord bot pluralkit, but they are. uh. far from finished

we got an rgb bulb that actually works with shortcuts, so it inspired us to actually code shortcuts again. they're pretty advanced now; we have a series of them dedicated to forcing us to sleep (it obviously isnt working given i'm still awake at 4am !!), but they're really smooth and helpful

we started drawing properly again (i know we've posted a lot of art on here but most of it is low effort memes. and also none of it was trad art, which we got back into), in order to prep for being asked for a portfolio for uni. which we eventually didnt even get asked for. we opened an instagram account to post it to while we work on getting our art on our actual site, and recently a deviantart account for crossposting.

i stopped writing. i also largely stopped building on my ideas for games and comics and such. this was more because i had More Pressing Things to be writing about, like our CV, and our applications, but i havent really picked it back up. in a bit of a plateau of inspiration rn. wanna fix that though.

we started playing hotline miami, which we'd been meaning to do for years. completed the first, got halfway into the second before a TERRIBLE AWFUL THUMB INJURY (dramatic. didnt even need glue) rendered us entirely unable to use a controller. it healed but we havent finished the second yet. today's actually the first time since august that we've even touched a controller, let alone played any games.

we got back into making music. we decided the system was going to start releasing music as a collective, so we set up a whole youtube channel and stuff for it. videos'll start january 1st, we hope.

i convinced two people to watch red vs blue. my token cishet guy friend who was my colleague at Shitty Workplace (i sent him slutty locus from earlier and his only response was "amazing") and one of my new uni friends (very autistic i think they will go feral for it). token cishet just finished season 8 and uni friend is in season 3 i believe.

health wise has been. a ride... our normal gp stopped practicing entirely, and we dont trust the other gp's at our clinic, so we've been entirely unmedicated and unchecked since november of last year, barring OTC stuff. except for the part where at the end of october we finally saw a rheumatologist (after being referred in 2019!) who said we probably had fibromyalgia. earlier this month we also caught some Mystery Illness that lasted two weeks and nobody knew what it was. our voice still hasnt recovered fully and the whole experience was weird, but the hospital nurse wasnt concerned and it didnt come back as positive for That One Illness That Got Really Popular In The Last Three Years so its honestly likely that it was just the regular old flu, which we werent used to after only really suffering from Disabled Person Sicknesses for the best part of the last 15 years.

we met steve downes and jen taylor, the voice actors of halo's master chief and cortana! got photos & signatures (: steve complimented my jacket and jen Really Wanted A Nap.

WE GOT THE GRIFBALL PLUSH (: i would make this bigger if i could. it's just one of those Material Gains that has a lot of sentimental value to us. and i found my glow in the dark ring which i cried about. again: material gains of high personal significance.

so yeah! a lot. im probably missing something because i have the brain of a sieve. but we're alive and thats the important part.

[readingcauldron]

"Making Comics" by Lynda Barry

“Everything we have come to call the arts seems to be in almost every 3 year old.”

I <3 Comics.

Post-adolescence, my love for the art of comics grows everyday. In-adolescence, I had associated “comics” as Marvel Universe, action-oriented, honk shoo / mimimi.

It was at the later end of my teens (wholeheartedly through the TLC of RookieMag), I was introduced to creation through The Teenage Girl. Thus, came my infatuation of online magazines, zines, print making, and through it all: comic art.

This is when I came into contact with graphic novels like “Boy’s Club”, “Wendy”, and the comics of Michael Deforge, and drawings of Jon Michael Frank, - I found a relatability I wasn’t able to feel in the types of media I’d consume which often chose a vehicle of message: books (words), movies (visuals), music (audio).

After reading “Making Comics” by Lynda Barry - I finally was able to make sense of why comics all of a sudden clicked for me. In this comic workshop-styled book, she spoke of comics as one of our oldest, natural, and spontaneous languages. Like in the image from the book above, even our letters were once drawings to us: they held shape, distinct from each time we wrote them. Even our names held expression!

In my discovery of comics, I especially loved the shitty ones. The art with stick figures or fragments of what something is, the way something was drawn defining the character more than realism. There was no good or bad illustration. The words and pictures together made something happen. It was less finished than what I previously thought was an adequate, “valid” way to tell a story: something my younger self assumed needed publishing, producing, fame, $$$$$.

In the second grade, I made a mini series called “Jenny and her magic shoes”. I created 20 issues: all about a girl my age who had magic powers through a pair of shoes she finds in the first issue. I still remember it being one of the first times I created something of sequence - a story. The image felt just as important as the words. Till this day, both are so integral in the way I consume and create my media.

And a creation it was! There was no pressure in making those stories. And yes, it was essentially a rip off of "The Fairly Oddparents" without Cosmo and Wanda. But I drew! I wrote words! I made something. Deep inside, I still think that’s all that it takes.

“Stories show up on their own when kids draw. The drawing itself propels the story, changing it in a living way. This is the state of mind I’m after when I make comics and spending time working beside four year olds has helped me relearn.”

Similar to what we can learn from comics, I think we can all learn from our younger selves: to not make something perfect, but to make something. And you know what, sometimes it is sooo hard!!! But it’s crazy when you do it, you realize sometimes just how simple it can be.

<3_______<3 Kiana

[thepolyamorouspolymath]

In another edition of "BE A BETTER FUCKING LIAR", a guy we'll call... Sales (bc fuck 'im, he's not worth a good name)... hit me up on Facebook, which I hate but use for business-y shit.

First weird, bc I just set all new profiles everywhere bc my stalker ex had his friends bugging me and so it had like 4 business related posts and the profile pic was a cartoon of me that my extremely talented kid drew (who I'd be happy to put links for except he doesn't give them to me... @aceofenderafterdark though, he's great) and like a 2 sentence bio calling Damian the worst Robin and Episode 1 the worst Star Wars.

That was it.

Claimed my profile image showed creativity, and I'm like yep sure does... that of an 18 year old boy who helped his mom our by drawing it bc I'm terrible. Had a bunch of comic stuff, though didn't seem to get into my analysis of them but just like pics of merch. Which neat but I'd rather hear who you think is better Superman or Martian Manhunter and why it's 100% J'onn than see a picture of an action figure.

Made my no casual sex position clear. He claimed that no he really wanted to get to know me and a relationship.

Yeah, sure, never heard that before.

I'm asking him questions... getting like nothing back. He invites me to his place including some play, I said no.

I said I had given him the playbook, that I expected some romance, some wooing, some genuine interest beyond physical before I met and he hadn't passed the pre screen

He countered he'd be romantic in person. I explained that sweaty groping isn't romance and any guy not willing to put in the effort in advance isn't going to be -- they say it to get you there and then keep pushing your boundaries and standards hoping you'll fuck them on a whim.

"No I want to tease you before I fuck you."

First, confirms my opinion, second tells me you're gonna be a shitty partner since you haven't listened to what I like.

Asked me for the same damn thing I already said no to -- y'all, I do not stutter, I do not mumble, I don't waffle, I don't try to soften blows... when I say no, it is incredibly fucking clear.

He claimed he needed more guidance on what I was looking for in pre screening. I said showing genuine interest beyond physical would be a start.

He asked my favorite movie.

I'd already told him 3 times.

AND IT'S RETURN OF THE FUCKING JEDI, ITS NOT EXACTLY OBSCURE!

Some other dude tried to say men don't pay attention to that shit bc they think important things (bitch I am analyzing the entire planet at once and I can tell you how to make B's favorite chicken without doing it for years, remember his Chinese name I'm forbidden to use, how to make M tea I haven't made in 8 years, along with his favorite war stories even though they bored me, what game N liked at the casino and his favorite TV show... and they were years ago. I can also tell you Riveria's WS ERA in the 90s, and describe the phenomenon of the exploding fastball and how few pitchers have ever pulled it off, put forth a compelling defense of Pete Rose for the Hall even if he's a bastard bc he knows more about the game than any man living or dead.... I can cite constitutional theory and precedents for how all drugs constitutionally should be legal, though regulation is fine, give you an analysis of any philosopher taught at a college level that decimates the professor, discuss the comparative strength of every classic Godzilla film, dissect and enjoy Shakespeare and Sanderson with equal measure and thoroughness, BACKWARDS AND HEELS... Men have too much important to remember a movie. Bite my feminist ass.) And beyond that an extra question of "why?" would have demonstrated how I think as well a lot about my values and character (I take my Star Wars seriously.)

Honestly, I expect people to lie sometimes. I don't like it but hey men lying to fuck women is nothing new. But ffs, doing so badly is so goddamn insulting to my intelligence.

Get better.

[aniflowers]

Thank you again for accepting my comission and drawing these wonderfull pieces for me! :D

Context behind the drawings:

Roughly halfway down the line of their one year truce, team Mk and team LBD start getting more friendly with each other.

Mk in particular subcounciously starts sering LBD as another mentor figure, bringing his mentor count to a solid 3. And even though LBD wouldn't admit it to anyone besides her most loyal servant, she too has started to grow quiet fond of the monkey boy.

Speaking of monkeys! Grooming is an important part of bonding between monkeys, so it's no suprise that Wukong ocationally tries to clean up Mk's hair after some more chaotic training seassons leav it quiet disturbed. However, it is often Macaque who has to ACTUALLY fix the kids hair, sincec the king aparantly sucks at it.

Taking a page out of his teachers book, Mk himself starts practicing grooming with the little monkeys on the mountain. They quickly take a liking to it.

It happens almost naturaly that LBD starts combing Mk's hair as a sort of morning ritual whenever she happens to be early at Pigsys Noodles, or whenever Mk happens to fall asleep at her teams layer. She knows what the kid is, after all, and the social role grooming plays for his kind. And some quiet bonding time never hurt, even if their truce is only fleeting.... perhaps she is growing to attached after all....

And now that the lore is out of the way, I will gush over my favorite details in this comission! XD

(Click "read more" to see my fawning over the drawings)

So, first of, the first drawing with LBD! An absolutely stunning drawing!

Winters poses never disapoint, and the drawing turned out so much more dynamic than I had expected!

The full background was a positive suprise as well! I didn't expect her to go this detailee for "just" a doodle comission!

In fact, I like this drawing so much, that I printed it out and put it on my wall xD

I plan on getting the other ones printed out an hung up as well, but I first need to decide how I want to do that :3

My secound favorite is the drawing with the little monkeys! I'm suprised how much I like it, considering it was low key an after thought to get to the minimum 4 doodles required for the comission xD

But it turned out so cute! It just makes me really happy and makes me smile :3

Especially this little guy! He stands there like a tiny pitbull that doesn't know what is going on! XD Just look at him!

The third and forth drawing are a pair, and almost like a two panel mini comic!

I love how expressive all the expressions are, and the energy the drawings give off! Also verry much in character! I öove Wukongs pouting as Macaque berates him for doing a shitty job with Mk's hair xD

They also inspired me to write another one shot fic! :3

One more to add to my "want to write" list, and one more you guys can look forward to! XD

And that's all I have to say for now! ^^

These comissions where really afortable too, and I regret nothing! :3

Thank you to @aniflowers for commissioning me!

This was from her Fire, Ice and Bone AU

Commission Info

[littlewalken]

jan 22

Watched Weyoun 6 again and I think y'all might be missing out on the idea that the Great Link does die out and Odo becomes the Last Founder and has to take over The Dominion. Immediately he'd dump the Cardassians and any other allies this side of the wormhole and take The Dominion back to the gamma quadrant to await whatever's coming.

Laas comes after Weyoun 6 so it's up to the writer if he becomes a part of anything and decides to take over The Dominion for himself.

I have got to say this game of let's distract ourselves from boredom by going to Imagination Land and coming back with writing ideas is working out great and I would like to encourage my brain to keep it up.

One thing I kind of can't do any faster is get to the greater batch of my art supplies. Just printed out a great reference picture of Sid I want to do on toned paper.

I could always buy more art supplies but with all I have it could only be a set of Mondeluz browns and tanned mixed media paper at the moment, no more shipping to this address, and the store that might have them is a day trip away.

Still have my mechanical pencil book so I can draw it, just not in the way I have visioned yet. Really want to use the soft drawing clay pencils or even get out the pastels and conte.

And we have to cut down because there's the possibility that even our beds go in to storage and we have to spend a night in a hotel for reasons of plot complications. The BJDs will start trickling in soon along with most of my clothes and a few other odds and ends.

It will only be for a few days not a few months, just having a purse won't be "too much stuff", you have two people in a mini van and don't have to make room for someone else's giant bag of things they won't even touch the whole trip.

I never put much thought to it before that a move could be healing but there is no other way for this one to be because the last one won the price for shitty. Even the apartment knows it's shitty, altho it's doing its best, and pretty much belongs to the earwigs now.

More rewriting the Spider-Man CYOA notes, the main timeline which I will then make deviations from. Decided that if I strip the Hollywood story back down to its bare bones in notes that the current version can stay. Usually a bare bones means a total replacement. It took a few years for me to toss the final comic book version of the boy band story and I can't remember if I have the gay guys one in that form but everything else goes scorched draft with each newer one.

Mostly its because I think, for now, I do have a pretty decent thing going, and it's the longest I've written yet. Only if the subsequent rewrite really does change everything for the better can the past one go.

But it also serves as a bit of a copywrite because of the metadata on the file and its modified dates.

[reanimationstation]

normal brain: ok youve got a couple of options on what to do at 1 am like work on your comi-

intellectual brain: sorry i cant hear you over Ernest appreciation

[applepiedragon]

Ykno... i tried that weird doodle thing on tumblr and its absolutely terrible but i managed (did i tho??) to draw a fjord

[donnerpartyofone]

I don't think Midsomer Murders is for me, it's just too ridiculous and occasionally kind of stupid. But the last scene I paused before my latest fever nap sparked a revelation:

This woman has a look on her face that I often see in like, shitty modern cartoons; it's the look that Sonic the Hedgehog always has on his face, kind of a cross between an ironic sneer and something that says "I'M HUNGRY FOR ADVENTURE!" or something. I have the feeling that by the 1990s or so, cartoon culture had reached a point where you couldn't just draw cute smiles all the time, you had to add this element of meanness or sleaze or something that felt slightly more grownup and contemporary. If you learned to draw in the '90s, you might have drawn this expression on MANY characters, and at this point I find it pretty unbearable to look at.

I rarely associate this look with the facial possibilities of real people, but I have a dear friend who makes autobiographical comics and she applies this face to her characters constantly. I always thought this must have been the influence of the visual culture we grew up with, but then I suddenly realized that all of her sisters actually make this face. They're all big girls and have struggled a lot with body image and bullying, but they all share this valiant insistence on enjoying their appearances and forging their own kinds of sexiness...and they all do this extremely toothy, wide-eyed grin with the cocked eyebrow. They do it in like every picture and they take LOTS of pictures! So I guess I have Midsomer Murders to thank for making me realize that human beings actually make this face.

PS Now I'm remembering when I was little and had Ninja Turtle fever, during which time I was also frequently rushed to the doctor's office with terrible asthma attacks. On one such occasion they gave me crayons to draw on the exam table paper, and I was drawing a ton of Ninja Turtles as usual, when one of the nurses asked me with deep concern why they all looked angry. I was flummoxed; I mean, they're fucking ninjas, they're beating everybody up, what are they supposed to look like? And even at that age I had the sneaking suspicion that I was experiencing sexism, like if I were a little boy it would be acceptable for me to draw tough guys with mean faces, but as a little girl it was suspect for me to draw characters grimacing even though the possible explanation is in the name NINJA Turtle and I was drawing them all fighting. So fuck that particular nurse, is what I have to say. The End.

I'm watching Midsomer Murders while I try to burn off my fever because it's pretty fluffy, but this kooky cult member character just said "Stop touching me, it syphons the reserves!" and it's supposed to be some new age nonsense, but I totally relate. Don't touch me. It syphons my reserves!

[witchsickness]

the day neil leaves, max wakes up to a note on her nightstand.

it’s the end of august. her brother’s been dead for almost two months.

good riddance, the note says. makes her laugh, and that. it hasn’t happened in a while. max thinks, right on, and draws the covers over her head again. no one’s there to yell her out of bed, anyway.

a week later, she’s sitting on another bed, in another room. smaller and affordable and miserable, which is what you get for being a single mom’s offspring in indiana. her brother’s life is taking over her entire floor, tapes and books and jackets spilling out of the one box it all fits in. even in death, billy refuses to be contained.

you’re dead, max thinks, feeling like she’s being pushed out of her own life. you don’t get to do this anymore.

on the first day of school, she shows up in his jacket. it’s too hot for leather yet. by the end of the day she’s cranky, and sweat-flushed, and her nostrils are cologne-coated. instead of skating back to the trailer, she turns left.

one of them is stone, so this is bound to be pretty one-sided, but. they need to talk.

‘i miss you,’ she tells him. ‘i hate you.’

she doesn’t wait for an answer. she knows better by now.

when she finally makes it back to her room, there’s another note waiting for her, squashed under a tape. side-b, the note instructs, track 3. the colors on the cover are too bright, dissonantly happy against the earthy brown of the room. a kind of magic, the title mocks her. max closes her eyes against it, because she’s long stopped believing in good things.

she presses play. don’t lose your head, freddie sings, and max plays the song again, and again, and thinks, too late.

‘where’d you get this?’ lucas asks her the next day, turning the tape this way and that.

max fights the urge to snatch it away and hide it from everyone she’s ever loved. ‘billy gave it to me,’ she says, before her brain can catch up to her mouth. so much for keeping sane. it’s almost worth it for the horror in dustin’s eyes, and the squeak her stupid, wonderful boyfriend lets out when he throws the tape back at her, panicked.

boys. can’t even handle a teeny haunting.

what max focuses on, though, is the way steve’s eyes go comically big, and then look away. one thing max knows about steve harrington is he’s a shitty liar.

she spends the day wrapped in her brother’s jacket and claims her grief-earned place on the passenger seat of steve’s car the second the bell rings. sorrow is neat, once you get the hang of it. max has been calling shotgun for the last two months, and no one’s said a word.

the moment lucas is out of the car, she turns to steve. ‘what did yours say?’

steve chokes on his own breath, because he’s the dumbest boy in the whole world, and her brother’s taste is terrible. ‘no idea what—’

max pinches his arm, hard. ‘how did lying to my brother work out for you?’

he lets out a sigh, while rolling his eyes, while driving. sure, max is the hazard here. ‘ugh,’ he says, ‘fine,’ and makes a right towards his place.

ten minutes later, max is standing in steve’s kitchen, staring at his notes. steve’s three notes. ‘i’m his sister and i got two.’

‘it’s not a competition.’

max glares him to silence. ‘that the first?’ she asks, pointing to a napkin with the word SLUT covering what max guesses is a girl’s phone number, signed with a kiss.

steve stares at it, visibly annoyed. ‘nope. that one, then the napkin. totally uncalled for, by the way. third one appeared last night.’

thanks for keeping an eye on her, reads the first, scrawled on a post-it next to the phone. according to steve, it appeared before july was over. not even a month of being dead and billy was already bored.

it’s so painfully him. max laughs despite herself, and realizes it happens often lately.

the third note is just a doodle of a skull like the one max spent last spring making fun of her dumb brother for, except this one’s got a mullet, and an earring dangling from the hole where his left ear should be, and the words guess who scribbled on one corner.

max slaps steve’s arm to keep from crying. ‘why didn’t you say anything?’

‘say what? hey, this is crazy, but i think your dead brother is harassing me from the grave? do you know how stupid that sounds?’

‘uh, no worse than usual?’

steve gasps dramatically. ‘how sure are we you’re not just possessed by his spirit? you never used to be so mean.’

max fixes him with a look.

‘fine,’ steve sighs, throwing his stupid hands in the air, ‘you’ve always been mean.’ he nods at the notes on the counter. ‘what’re we gonna do about that?’

‘we obviously need to find him.’

‘oh, yeah? you got a map of the underworld i don’t know about?’

rolling her eyes, ‘he’s alive,’ she points out, and then, ‘wait—’

that piece of paper wasn’t there a second ago, was it? she turns it over to find lines with street names, and a big X in the middle.

‘lemme see that,’ steve says, snatching the paper from her. he bursts out laughing, and max shoves him out of the way to read the writing at the bottom of the page.

you’re both useless, it says, don’t show up without beer.

[stonyoongi]

Delicate | (Jeon Jungkook) — TEASER

➙ PARING: Jeon Jungkook x female!reader

➙ GENRE: Yandere/Tsundere Au

➙ SUMMARY: You are a girl and girls are all sensitive and pure and delicate, while boys are all perverse by nature. Would Jungkook be an exception or even worse than most?

➙ WARNINGS: vampire!reader, naive!reader, bisexual!reader, human!jungkook, yandere themes, tsundere themes, physical punishments, threats, obsession behavior, murder, religious themes, manipulation, alcohol consumption, gore, degradation (non kink), mommy issues, pet names, eventual smut scenes (virginity loss, fingering, masturbation, unprotected sex, cum eating, oral, dacryphili, hair pulling, praising...)

English isn't my native language so please excuse me if I make any grammatical errors and feel free to let me know. Don't be rude!

➙ A/N: guys, i just made a big mistake deleting the prologue of 'delicate', when in reality i just wanted to reblog. i'm here posting again because this part is really important for the rest of the story. really sorry...

SERIES MASTERLIST MAIN MASTERLIST

Jungkook first laid eyes on you as soon as he got out of the car. It was a sunny morning, you were sitting on the grass in front of your house, concentrating on writing something in a fuzzy pink notebook. The sun was kissing your skin, he liked your frilly white dress, and the bow that held your ponytail.

He deeply regretted playing the rebellious son and not coming to any of the visits before his parents bought the house, as he missed the chance to see you before he moved in.

"Come help Jungkook," he recognizes his stepfather's voice and sighs heavily before going to carry his own bags into the house.

He just wanted to organize his new room soon, where he intended to spend most of his free time playing, watching, reading and drawing. That's all that goes through his head as he carries a cardboard box full of comic books up the stairs.

The room was about the same size as his old room, he would just need to redecorate to his liking.

He feels like he's the luckiest guy ever to look through the window and see you; lying on your stomach, your legs swinging up and down as you wrote something in that same pink notebook. The innocent movement of your legs offered him a beautiful view of your delicate panties. So that's what you do in the afternoon, give the neighbors a free show? For a moment, he feels a pang of jealousy hit him at the thought of some other guy having the privilege of contemplating such a scene, but then he tries to push those thoughts away. Then he takes his cell phone out of his pocket and opens the camera in order to capture the moment that could be very useful later.

He would masturbate looking at the image of your pretty legs and cute panties, and come so hard imagining it would be the inside of your pussy instead of his hand. He wanted so badly to know your name to call upon reaching the apex, but as it was impossible to have the information at that moment, he decided to refer to you as 'Angel', after all, you looked like one.

"Jungkook, what do you think of the room, honey?" his mother's voice interrupted the perverted thoughts surrounding you.

He quickly put his cell phone back away and took a deep breath, before nodding in response and smiling the slightest bit. He knew his mother was struggling and the last thing he wanted was to make her feel even worse for forcing him to follow her and her stepfather to this shitty little town and give up his life, because it wasn't her fault... The real culprit is the motherfucker she decided to marry and his damn job, which forced the sudden change.

He chose to pretend to still be depressed just to not help organize the new house, he had more important things to do, like organizing his own mess, replying to messages from friends he left behind, maybe checking the window again ...

Jungkook always thought that stupid custom of bringing a pie or something to the new neighbors was pretty shit. First, why on earth does anyone spend time and money preparing something to eat for strangers? And even worse, why would anyone eat anything from a total stranger who knocked on their door? Wouldn't it be easier to just say "Welcome" and then get on with your lives? People are such idiots.

However, his opinion completely changed when, after mentally cursing that no one had answered the damn door and he had to get up himself, he opened the door and there you were, smiling with a strawberry pie in your hands. He didn't bother to notice the woman beside you, as he was too busy trying to mentally photograph every detail of your pretty face.

"Who is it, honey?" his mother's voice approaches. "Oh, hello," she gives him a little push to get him out of the way and offers room for the pair to enter.

He watched from a distance as the two older women chatted excitedly, while you just smiled now and then with some comment. He discovered that, just as he imagined, despite the clothes that were a bit different from what girls usually wear, you are the same age as him. The woman who accompanied you is your mother, who is also a teacher and teaches you at home because, according to her, you have difficulty interacting with other young people.

He noticed the discomfort in your eyes when she said that.

On the one hand, Jungkook was disappointed because he expected to go to the same school as you, but he was happy to hear his mom say that you can always come over to his house to spend time so you won't be alone during the time your mom is working.

"Oh no thanks" was the first time he'd heard your voice and he loved how it sounded. "I really don't want to bother," you smiled shyly, lowering your tone.

It would be stupid to accept, you barely know them. They could be a family of psychopaths who would torture you to death, use your pretty head as decoration in the living room, he'd use your blood to paint a picture, make a pair of gloves out of your soft skin and he'd find a way to make good use of your organs. He laughed out loud at the thought, attracting the attention of the three women who stared at him in confusion.

"I'm going to my room," he says smiling sheepishly before heading towards the stairs.

"See you later, Jungkook", he heard you say in the background, but he didn't have the courage to turn around to face you, but he really liked the way you pronounced his name.

[number-1-kuaidul-fanboy]

Worst YGO Dub Names

I’ve softened to the dubs lately but they still committed some atrocities, particularly toward character names so here’s the ones that personally piss me off the most. The first two are the worst ones but after that they’re not in any kind of order.

Jun Manjome to Chazz Princeton

The crown jewel of shittiness. I know Manjome is a comic relief but he’s not a complete joke. He’s a character and a good one. This name just makes him sound stupid. And aggressively American. This one just really really angers me personally, as does pretty much everything in the GX dub.

Yuzu Hiiragi to Zuzu Boyle

Yuzu is a fruit. “Zuzu” is a degrading nickname Azula gave Zuko. It’s fucking stupid and I hate it. And pairing it with the last name “Boyle” sounds like a disease or something.

Mai Kujaku to Mai Valentine

THIS PUN IS FUCKING AWFUL. Yes Kujaku is a pun too but it’s a pun with class goddammit. Also “My” sounds confusing in English and is one of the few times that changing the name could’ve been acceptable. I would’ve accepted “May.” But no. They made a mildly sexist pun out of her name. UGHHHHHHH.

Hayato Maeda to Chumley Huffington

I can’t explain it, but this name sounds vaguely like a fat insult. Also, it sounds fucking stupid.

Noburo Gongenzaka to Gong Strong

…do I need to explain this one? It’s just… so stupid. It sounds more like a mockery of the character rather than a real name. It’s not even a pun! It’s just dumb. I haven’t seen the Arc V dub but it wouldn’t surprise me if Gongenzaka is treated like a joke considering his name.

Judai Yuki to Jaden Yuki

If this were any other character, I wouldn’t really care about this name change. The “Americanizing” is bad on principle but if they insist on doing it, then I’ll take it as long as it doesn’t sound stupid. This though? This is the main fucking character, you should not be changing it, especially when “Judai” isn’t hard to pronounce. Like at all. Not that these names care about pronunciation though considering-

Takuma Saio to Sartorious

This is literally harder to spell and say than his original name. And makes him sound like a fucking dinosaur, which is ironically how old he looks compared to the others.

Anzu Mazaki to Tea Gardner

“We need to make these Japanese names easier so the dumb American kids aren’t confused! Let’s put a fucking accent mark in one of them! You know, that thing that most American keyboards can’t even type!” -some moron at 4Kids, probably

Copy and pasting accent marks is effort that Tea doesn’t deserve. Therefore, she is forever hot leaf juice on this blog.

Rei Saotome to Blair Flannigan

The GX dub names are all fucking stupid. If I had less self control, this list would be every single GX dub name because I hate what the dub did to this show so much-

Okay, stupidity aside, this one is also a story issue. Rei’s very first act in the series is disguising herself as a boy. It is a twist that Rei is a girl. One of the things that makes this a twist is Rei’s name: a gender neutral name in Japanese. I’m not saying a boy can’t be named Blair but social biases and your very first thought are going to say that Blair is a girls’ name. And this show aired in 2004. So you know… maybe don’t make the twist that fucking obvious, dub. I know this doesn’t apply as much in other countries but this show was dubbed by an American company with American kids in mind so I feel like my point still stands.

Also, the name is dumb. It’s just dumb and upsets me.

Kaito Tenjo to Kite Tenjo

I know this seems like a small and kind of whatever change at first glance and honestly it probably is but just… the audacity to take a Japanese name, remove one syllable, and go “hurr hurr, he flies like a kite, aren’t we so clever?” is just irritating to me. I’ll let Hart off the hook because that’s admittedly a cute name and could have some symbolism to it if you squint but I draw the line at “Kite.”

Ryoken Kogami to Roken Kogami

WHY?! WHY DID YOU DO THIS?! WHY WAS IT NECESSARY TO REMOVE THE ‘Y’ FROM HIS NAME?! KIDS CAN SAY THE NAME “RYO.” THERE HAVE BEEN PLENTY OF YGO CHARACTERS BEFORE THIS WITH RYO IN THEIR NAMES. IT’S NOT A PRONUNCIATION THING. IT’S JUST STUPID.

Okay don’t get me wrong, this one is far from the worst change, hence why it’s all the way down here, it’s just... a pet peeve that’s gotten under my skin the more and more I’ve typed it in my tags. It’s extremely inconsequential especially compared to the previous ones it just annoys me.