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reflection
#anyways so i think samus has major survivors guilt and is a super perfectionist. The type of girl who reimagines scenarios in her mind#And thinks about how she could have done better. like ‘if i had woken up sooner maybe i could have saved everyone in prime 3’#so i think she says she doesnt know anything about herself because shes so hypercritical of her actions she doesnt see herself as a person#while also her hyper critical-ness shows how she says she wants to ignore herself but she literally cant because she has so many criticisms#oh i wanted to include the ppl from the prime 2 manga in that one shot but was like ‘i dont think ppl will recognize them’.#also lol the existence of dark samus would fuck her up SOOOO bad like it only exists bc she exists & its responsible for the gang’s deaths#okay im done rambling tldr MENTAL ILLNESS.#metroid#samus aran#loneart#metroid dread#metroid prime#super metroid#metroid series#i dont wanna tag all the games. There just those games is enough#hall of fame#gray voice
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Sooo I decided to reanimate Donnie for fun! 🐢
#tmnt#tmnt 2012#teenage mutant ninja turtles#artists on tumblr#tmnt donatello#2d animation#animation#funfact: this acting doesnt exist in the original scene#I wanted to give it a more personal touch so I recorded myself acting out the scene lol#and these are the first results#rn it's on pause#but I hope I can finish it eventually!
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Everything functions perfectly fine without you.
#undertale#deltarune#this was really experimental#i wanted to tell a bit of a story in my brain without like. actually telling it#but basically this picture is supposed to invoke the same feeling i have when playing deltarune#where i notice the lack of chara..and hwo there ISNT a gaping hole left by them#their absense doesnt effect this world at all#the drawing is meant to be a drawing done by kris i think that much is obvious#with their family. and there Isnt a big empty space where another person could go#chara really does have a world where they dont exist#and it doesnt matter.#theyre irrelevent. unknown to their family. even the fandom has mostly moved on from them#they ARENT haunting the narrative this time therye just. nothing. you dont see their putrid absense. theres nothing.#its almost so beautiful it may be intentional. everyone lumped goner kid in with the gaster followers#and it almost makes sense. but its been so clear to me the whole time that they Arent talking about gaster and it always frustrated me when#they were pushed in with them bc soething was just Off about it. bc gaster Doesnt live in a world where he doesnt exist. hes forgotten#but he did exists. the CORE exists. and he Pretty clearly exists in DR too#but chara doesnt. they are honestly the most important character in one game and then...nothing. in the next. and their family is unaffecte#there is simply a different human who gets name brand chocolates and dull knives for pie#also mild implied spoilers but the easter egg wehre you can give GK an umbrella and they note that its not raining but it makes them feel#better. listen. the idea chara lives within one world but not another and it doesnt matter. the Rain Thing in chapter four.#LISTEN TO ME LISTENNNNN TO ME#chicken scribbles
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Star Wars: The Force Awakens (2015)
No lighting close ups:
#This is 100% a nostalgia drawing#I went to see this movie when I was 9#I was a hardcore star wars fan#A nerd the likes of Teru; I actually had galaxy converse lol#also if youre wondering why Mitsuba is Just Sitting There#You cant book a seat for a “person who doesnt exist” on a busy movie release#good times#tbhk#digital art#art#illustration#toilet bound hanako kun#jshk#Kou Minamoto#Mitsuba#mitsukou#Nene#Yashiro Nene#Teru Minamoto#Aoi Akane#Akane Aoi#Aoiaoi#Aoikane#Terukane
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immediate redraw
#a doodley#i do think talon would already have some dinky phone but he doesnt use it often#but al convinces him to have it on him when he prowls around at nite just in case#otherwise he forgets it exists#but im not sure....im not sure yet abt him and technology in canon#anyway this doodle also made me realize i need the al and talon train to get going again bc i KNOW al wld have some annoying nickname for#him....but those always come organically like how i didnt have him call me bunny on purpose from day 1 its just what happened over time#like his contact name wld not be talon....#realized too late that the person sending the foto wld be talon i shldve made it grainier and more pixelated and blurry
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trans!soap taking his baby and running away from his rich abusive husband
(cw angst, financial abuse, single threat of child abuse, single mention of transphobia)
he's owned soap for years, since he was a teenager; paid for his medication and all his surgeries and tied them so deeply, soap’s lost hope of ever getting away. he gets even worse when soap falls pregnant. he was always controlling; blowing up at him if he spent too long out of the house or did something without telling him. but he becomes utterly possessive during the pregnancy
soap knows it has nothing to do with his safety or the baby's
he knows he sees his baby as an investment; another being he can control and hold over him
he gets worse and worse but there’s nothing soap can do. there's been nothing he can do for a long time. then a few months after the baby is born, soap doesn’t watch his tone closely enough and his husband threatens to drop his baby in punishment for it
soap doesn't think. he doesn't plan
he takes his baby and runs
he sneaks out of the servant's quarters of the sterile mansion he's been forced to live in for almost a decade and walks down the street without a backwards glance; his baby the only thing in his arms. he knows all of his husband's cars have trackers, all of them in his name since he never lets soap drive or go anywhere by himself, so he walks far enough to be out of view of the mansion's cameras and steals one. it doesn't have a car seat and all he can do is clutch his baby to his chest as he drives
he doesn't know where he's going beyond away
he doesn't know what he's going to do; he doesn't have any money, no supplies for his baby, he doesn't even have water for himself so he can reliably breastfeed him. he's terrified his husband will find them; he’s always felt omniscient, always everywhere and seeing everything he did. if he didn’t have eyes somewhere, he paid someone who did and they always dutifully reported back to him
soap just keeps his eyes forward. just keeps driving and driving, lost to the road and numb until the low gas light pops up on the dash and it all hits him at once
he turns into a gas station he can't pay for, in a car he stole, and parks behind it and his baby immediately starts getting fussy
he can't even call him by his name sometimes; too afraid to get attached, too afraid to lose him. as if he doesn’t love him more than life itself
even throughout his pregnancy, as happy as he was to finally have a baby, he didn't know if he could carry to term and that fear just let his husband dig his claws in even deeper; paying for extra scans he could never hope to pay for, favours on top of favours so he would aways owe him and isn’t he such a loving husband? taking soap in when his parents kicked him out for being trans, looking after him for all these years? you can’t even take care of yourself john, you’d still be a woman without me, john, what is this tantrum about john-
soap tugs his shirt up to let his baby feed, drops his head back and cries
he can't stop it; wails loud and uncontrolled, chest heaving with his sobs enough that it sways his baby, occasionally breaking his latch and he can't even do this right-
he can't save him
a light knock sounds on the window and soap flinches, curling over his baby to protect him from his huband's cruel hands
but it's not his husband outside the window
soap blinks tears from his eyes and looks at the large stranger standing beside the car. a neck gaiter covers his mouth and it should be off-putting… but something about him stops the feeling in its tracks. the stranger takes a half-step back and lifts a chilled and sealed water bottle, pressing it towards the window
soap quickly swipes his face clean and rolls down the window. "sorry 'bout that," he apologises with a choked laugh, the careful front he’s built over the years cracked and bleeding
the stranger gives a dismissive but somehow not diminishing shrug. "long day?" he asks
"could say that," he gives a shrug of his own and pats his baby's back as he makes a disgruntled noise, unconsciously swaying him
he politely keeps his gaze up on his face. "looks like you could use a break."
soap's breath hitches, anxiously darting his tongue out over his bottom lip. "could say that," he repeats uselessly and takes the water with a quiet “thanks,”; his throat dry and screaming for it after crying so hard
the stranger hums, watching him down the bottle and soap doesn’t notice his eyes drifting to the backseat and footwell of the passenger side. doesn’t notice the slight tension in his fists at what he sees. "how long you been runnin', lad?"
soap freezes, the water settling in his stomach like a stone. he swallows thickly and the bottle falls from his lips
"not long enough."
the stranger just nods, looking idly back down the highway
"you know, this place is connected to a garage,” he starts, nodding back to a building attached to the station without taking his eyes off the road. “lotta people drift through 'ere on road trips; too many to keep track.”
soap frowns slightly, shifting his hold on his baby
“funny thing is, plenty of 'em just abandon their car when they break down. like yours,” he adds and finally turns back to him with a pointed look. “got a whole junkyard of 'em. just rustin' away. be pretty easy to convince me to trade ya one."
soap’s mouth parts in a gasp as he realises just what the stranger’s saying. "how easy?" he whispers
he shrugs and even with his face hidden beneath the gaiter, he doesn’t feel afraid. "i'd say this car'd be a good deal. would blend right in with the rest of ‘em; no one’d ever notice it. what say i take it off your hands?"
soap's breath shudders out of him, his whole body going limp with relief. his baby's eyes fall shut with a satisfied hum and for the first time he can remember, he feels the gentle touch of hope
"i think we can work something out."
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ghost owns the service station soap pulled into. he wanted something quiet and isolated after he retired and you can’t get much quieter than a backwoods servo surrounded by forest. he hasn’t had anyone pull in in days so he’s quick to notice soap’s car. he’s also quick to notice soap's subsequent breakdown in one of the cameras. the sight of him crying, desperately clutching a baby like they’re all he has left in the world, is so familiar he felt sick with it
he knows someone running when he sees it
if he didn't check on him, if this lad disappeared one day and the baby along with him, he'd never forgive himself. the lad doesn't even have a baby bag or car seat with him, and the personalised sticker on the back window of a lady and a dog is a dead giveaway that the car is stolen
but the lad is terrified. and when he startled him, he didn't turn. didn’t lift his arms to protect himself. no
he covered his baby
like he was afraid he'd be hurt
that's enough for ghost
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i'd wanna set this in the 80's or 90's, just to make it even harder for soap to get away from his husband. he's a trans man with a newborn; he has no one to run to and no resources to help him. his husband's bought and paid for everything for him since he was 17; a few whirlwind weeks of unbelievable dates and extravagant gifts and he was living in his mansion, getting married the day after his 18th birthday. he thought it was love. thought he was being looked after and cared for the way he’s always wanted
he was in pain and alone and naive enough to believe the first person who came along and promised to make it better. nothing's in his name, not his insurance or his meds, he doesn’t have a bank account or savings; other than a birth certificate, nothing even ties him to his baby. his husband could take his world away from him with a snap of his fingers and he made sure soap always knew it
he never had a chance of getting away
but ghost is ex-military
he doesn’t know the lad’s story, doesn’t know the details of what he’s running from. he doesn’t need to know
he decided he was helping him the second he pulled into his service station
#what up i had a nightmare about an eldritch horror trying to steal my baby and john mcclane from die hard shooting it to protect me#i woke up freaked out and decided to torment soap with it to feel better#thats literally the only reason this exists#that and the thought of soaps super hairy chest but thats besides the point#anyway#i was going to have ghost be a drifter after retiring but i like the idea of him being the unlikely safe person living out in the woods#ghost moves soap into the little one bedroom cabin he built behind the station#its hidden by the trees and kept warm by a fire. he gives soap and the baby the bedroom and sleeps out in the living room#he keeps watch out the window for whoevers after soap#he doesnt find out who it is for a while; soaps been burned and reluctant to trust anyone#but they gradually heal each other; ghost gives soap someone to trust and soap helps ghost heal his truma by giving him someone he can save#soap starts to work in the service station despite ghost telling him he doesnt need to but he wants his independence back#he finds he likes working and ghost cant take that from him when hes so obviously happy cleaning and shelving stock#soaps husband comes looking for him but ghost still has his contacts and calls a whole militia down on his head#each one of them with favours in the government if not outright political immunity; money means nothing in the face of them#they just threaten him; lets him know soap is protected now#at least; thats what ghost tells soap 😉#coming out of my cage and ive been doing just fine.txt#we’re a team. ghost team#ghostsoap#soapghost#ghoap#john soap mactavish#soap cod#simon ghost riley#ghost cod#save post
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need everyone to know im curling my toes biting my fingernails off ripping out my hair using every ounce of strength holding back on just dropping like 500000 paragraphs of chloe price rambling. holy shit. do NOT read other people's interpretations of your blorbos DO NOT. i am closing my eyes
#full admission that this makes me sound elitist#i think diverse interpretations of a character are super healthy and great for fandom ecosystem#but im autistic and protective over this fictional person that doesnt exist#so i have to maintain healthy distance#otherwise it'll be a category 5 long form essay alert#and ill black out in a puddle of my own tears#i just need to keep my head down and draw LOL
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Duncan and Sir Handel shouldve had an episode together me thinks
#ttte#thomas the tank engine#thomas and friends#ttte duncan#ttte sir handel#fanart#WAITER!! MORE CHARACTER INTERACTIONS PLEASE#i think theyd have an interesting dynamic esp using their earlier personalities#see bc sir handel is self important and pompous and duncan doesnt tolerate That Nonsense#theyd butt heads a lot esp since theyre both complainers#but theyd also prolly like get together and make fun of someone else if the oppurtunity arose#hate friends#they have a specific precarious relationship that only exists in my head#anyway dont ask me whats going on with sir handels cab#or anything else abt him actually oh god#idk either#castorpng
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When Ingo was sent through the time space distortion it left behind a ghost of his lost memories
#submas#ohuh wanted to explain this particular ghost au where ingo is both alive but also has a ghost for his past life#dying in a way when he forgot it all. becoming a blank slate.#ghost ingo doesnt know past ingo exists so when he comes back oooh oh existential crisis denial bargin becomes a malicious ghost :)#when there is multiple of a person and theres this question of whos more 'real' but theres no way to answer that and everyone is miserable
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absolutely certain that helly is in fact helena is in disguise by this point and it was not a difficult thing to work out frankly but what absolutely knocks me on my ass is the REASON she's down there. after 2x01 we all assumed she was trojan horseing herself to spy on the rest of MDR and dissuade them from causing any more trouble. makes perfect sense right the fate of this company is in her hands. but NO!!! helena with her incredibly privileged spoiled brat outlook on everything, who has been told she's part of the most important lineage that's gonna save the world her whole life, sees a version of herself she heretofore did not even see as HUMAN forging the kinds of connections she has never had once in her life, and you think she's just gonna keep sending her down there and letting her have that? when she, the heiress of lumon and great granddaughter of kier, doesn't? she wants to experience what it's like to have no one expect anything of you, where you can express yourself however you want and kiss people just because you feel like it!! she views her innie as so far beneath her and yet she's so desperate for a taste of what it's like to be her! so much she's willing to KILL HER!! she's down there because she's fucking jealous of her innie!!! girl oh my god!!!!
#smth about incredibly rich and privileged people romanticising the plight of the lower classes IDK!!!!#it also makes me think of how in order to bring his own team back mark essentially had to kill 3 other workers#for the sake of his own comfort he sacrificed three people just like him#and helena wants what her innie has but still doesnt view her as a whole person with as many rights to life as her#by pretending to BE helly shes literally killing her#she only wants to consume her. still viewing her as a commodity that exists at her pleasure#once again the ruling class co-opting revolution to suit their own purposes#helena gets to cosplay someone she could never be because of the circumstance of her privilege#and helly is ever the victim#helena eagan i must study you#incredible how they managed to make her relatable and sympathetic on an emotional level#but still make it very clear she is an Antagonist and no matter what is always serving herself above all else#severance#severance spoilers#helena eagan#helly r#meta tag
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bleeesuashuhfg im still not over it can you tell
yapping down beloe :>
as a wise kikuo once said "search!!! search!!! where are you enemies!!! search!!! search!!!" (in reference to la la la rasen no naka RHSFJSKGDHCFJ)
la la laaaaa so first of all many elements of this are based off of my cool cool bfdia pin imaginings animated series the link takes you to the tumblr upload of part 6 to the series!!! because it best pertains to this episode and drawing YAY YAY YAY i dont know what else to yap im jus really really REALLY proud of this ♡♡♡ /vvvvvpos /silly red pushpin attempts to counter debiliating anxiety and self hatred by putting on a whole show affirming that shes utterly unlovable, lives to regret it
also pleek obserb my bin beefydie-yay hyperanalysis video presentation it would be quites the appreciating
okay goobeye eid mubarak
#i made this while reallr really close to sobbing#see the thing is that (i think ive already said this one squilliam times already (/silly) but) everything and anything that anyone says#about my pin beefydie#everything about my livelihood and being revolves around this girl#so when someone says something my mind and brain registers it as that person saying this about ***ME*** /gen#whether negative or positive#this is both why everytime someone understands her i go bonkers!!!!!!!!!!!!#and when someone DOESNT!!!!!!!!!! then i go OPPOSITE BONKERS!!!!!! LIKE SAD BONKERS!!!!!!!!!!! REALLY SAD BONKERS#this is why i havent been feeling so good as i roam the osc /vneg#the episode itself bfdia 18 made me so joyous and happy and ecstatic beyond relief and then i hopped on the wifi and then#and then ALL and even MOR E of my self esteem and confidence just kind of. dooooooooooooowwwwwnnnnnnnnn#eueueueueueueue#anywhooo in order to cope i drew this (and made that hyperanalysis video essay presentation that i HOPE!!! waz good ❤️🩹❤️🩹❤️🩹)#i need to see her murder again i heart burder that was so awesome sauce#and in general im NOT NORMAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#thank you thank you thank yu pin beefydie yay for existing greatest girl ever ten out of tnen#battle for dream island#bfdi#osc#osc art#pin bfdi#tpot#bfdi pin#bfdia#bfdia pin#pin bfdia#bfdia 18#one more thing if anyone here mentions the incident of february 24 2025 alL HELL WILL BREAK LOOSE(/silly but please pleek pretty plek donr)#tw blood#cw blood
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i think it'd be funny if someone transmigrated as xin mo. the goddamn evil sword. instead of taking it seriously, they just really fucked around with bingge. and, somehow, ended up having the opposite effect of what it's supposedly rumored to do.
picture this: bingge, on the quest for revenge and power, comes across the almighty xin mo. this demonic sword killed everyone that dared to even try wielding it. and, the few who were lucky enough to have it by their side, eventually succumbed to the swords' will.
it is said that the sword is unlike any other, that it etches into your head and eats away your brain, until eventually it consumes you whole. it whispers, speaking in lust, greed, and hatred. it slowly beckons the wielder into giving in to the worst part of themselves and feeds off of pure sin. but to him, it is no matter; luo bingge will surely tame it.
and then he gets to the sword.
demonic qi practically oozes from xin mo. the aura surrounding it makes every part of luo bingge scream, "run; get away, away from that monster." his gut prods at him, begging bingge that this is probably a really bad idea. it's a little terrifying, how even luo bingge, the determined, vengeful demon, is now getting second thoughts about wielding xin mo from just being in its presence alone.
but luo bingge is too, a monster. so he ignores the screams of plea; pushing every thought of doubt in the back of his head, and tightly grips onto the handle. the world around him seems to spin and shake, tumble and crack, from the amount of force bingge needs to use in order to pull the sword of sin out of its place.
when bingge finally has it perfectly fit into the palms of his calloused hands, he hears whispering. he knows that the sword has accepted him as its new host.
the sword's language crawls up to him, as if it were feeling around his body and mind. checking every nook and cranny for it to settle into bingge's form, truly becoming one with the embodiment of sin. the words flow through his brain like a tragically broken guqin, a melody that holds him in a frighteningly familiar trance - all while simultaneously eating away at his brain in the worst ways possible, akin to a child and their favorite snack. it seems to beckon something, but even with luo bingge's impressive hearing, he cannot make out any words from the tone-deaf musical notes xin mo sings.
and then, it is clear. the land around him settles, and everything is still. xin mo itself seems to be.. content. at least, that is what luo bingge believes.
the language of this wretched sword reflects the state around these two monsters.
luo bingge expects it to demand for bloodshed, for the erotic ecstasy of multiple women, for bingge to steal the last of the finest gems of these horrible, vast lands.
instead, he hears this:
"yoooo damn that shit was crazy. did you see what i did there? man, you know, it feels so fucking good to get out of the dirt. hey, do you know if people can like, feed their swords or something? i'm kinda craving something spicy. we never know, in this wack world! wait, don't hold me like that, buddy. it'll make things real awkward."
but luo bingge is determined to get his revenge, so he puts up with the swords' constant rambling about.. whatever the hell it's thinking.
"wait, dude, did you seriously fuck a dying girl? that's wild. yeah, like i know she was dying but it doesn't sound like you wanted it. yo, listen to me, consent is very sexy."
"HAHA hey, dude, sir, man. you wanna play some 'i spy'? we don't have anything else to do. no? too bad, we're playing it. i spy a loser who doesn't wanna play i spy. hint: he's holding me right now."
"okay i know i'm supposed to be this super evil sword and beg to be used - woah that sounded real wrong - but can you at least clean me when you're done killing shit? if you don't, i'm gonna refuse to respond to you and you'll look like a dumbass trying to wield me."
"i can't hear you lalalalalalala you're not being very it girl right now lallalalaalalalla-"
somehow, this is worse than if xin mo was actually eating away at his brain.
weirdly enough though, as luo bingge starts spending more time with this weird ass, seemingly possessed sword, it starts to become more of a.. comfort to have it by his side than pure annoyance. he finds himself responding to it more, like, actually having full on conversations with it. it puts him at ease, wielding xin mo. the hatred doesn't consume him, instead, it seems to soothe the burning rage (and, admittedly, just replace it with small irritation) that holds onto his darkened heart.
xin mo is actually quite kind and caring, for a sword that's supposed represent and be the literal embodiment of sin. sure, it is a hassle to have it cooperate with him sometimes, and it does just ramble on and on about the most random things ever, not giving a single shit if bingge was in the middle of sleeping with maidens and slaying those who get in his way. for the first time, bingge feels so comfortable around something.
it's.. odd. what was supposed to be the turning point in his life, a big step in his plan for revenge, is now something akin to an... acquaintance. not like mobei-jun, or any of the women he's come across, but an actual, dare he say, friend.
sometimes, he finds himself thinking all of this delusional. is this what people were driven mad by? perhaps they simply could not handle dealing with a talking sword. he understands that xin mo was undoubtedly unbearable to be around at the beginning of their alliance, but it has never actually beckoned for blood, power, and sex. if anything, it does the opposite.
maybe he's the delusional one. maybe this is xin mo's way of getting to him.
maybe, xin mo should be considered a thing. the thought feels terribly laughable, as if he were witnessing a person horribly explain themselves. it also makes his teeth grind together in pure agitation.
"hey, you know, you didn't deserve any of the things they did. it wasn't your fault, binghe. the fact that you're half heavenly demon doesn't make you a monster, or any of that wild stuff.. uh, i'm here for you, okay? i know you don't really like talking about all of this or opening up, but i just want you to know that you can.. talk about it. it's not like i can tell anyone else, anyways.
hey- shit i didn't mean to make you cry! wait, wait it's okay to cry! you need to let it out anyways, i promise it doesn't make you weak. there, there. i don't have any hands, so me patting you on the head with my handle will have to do. there, there.. everything will be alright, you'll be okay. i'll be here every step of the way, even if you want to get rid of me."
xin mo, the demonic sword, is more of a person - a good person - than anyone he'd ever come across.
...and then bingge and the xin mo transmigrator become besties or he falls for the damn sword. knowing him, he probably doesn't even know the difference between platonic and romantic attraction anyways. maybe bingge gets a plant body for xin mo using airplane's wack writing. idk i typed all of this down in one sitting.
(plot twist: it's not that the transmigrator xin mo had the opposite effect, it was literally just a placebo effect. luo bingge thought that, and thus it actually did help him lmao)
#PIDW but make xin mo a soul eater fan#why did i actually write all of this#idk it just sounded funny but then i kinda got sad at the end because bingge is such a lonely person its genuinely depressing#at least in here he has his this weird talking demonic sword#someone transmigrates into xin mo and ends up becoming an emotional support and comfort sword#i would say that this could be shen yuan but the xin mo transmigrator couldnt give any less of a fuck about bingges plans#and would also annoy sqq if he had to deal with it#might write this#but i need to finish that time travel bingge x reader enemies to friends to lovers thing#yes you heard me right a bingge x reader let me make him happy ok#bingmei already has sqq bingge needs someone :( and therapy but that doesnt exist here#while i thought of this i imagined like this floating talking sword by bingge#i actually have like a lot of WIPs this is only one of them#for some reason i had this idea after seeing this one instagram reel where gojo was cinderellas fairy godmother and sang IT girl#and that inspired an annoying talking xin mo transmigrator#luo binghe#luo bingge#mxtx svsss#svsss#fanfic stuff#the scum villain's self saving system#svsss ideas
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a couple of duck team epilogue designs ive been noodling on!
#posts by me dot com#naddpod#ba2mia#ba2umia#solum bufo#calliope petrichor#calder kilde#kenna ironheart#some lil misc notes:#calder made matching earring sets before realising sol had no ears so he made em into pins for him#callie went on a weird date (???) with the young stag where they both kinda talkied about the exes they murdered by proxy#i cldnt find a way to visually give kenna a krugan trinket .. so just. imagine in ur head somewhere in her pack she has a new photo#of her & him together (taken by callie . of course. number 1 krugie supporter)#(and now krugan doesnt have to just look at the decade old photo he has of kenna when she was just a kid...)#on calders belt are runes that spell ice knife in giant#also . calder discussing his ldr arrangement with gregor#a funny little . um . joke for me personally is#callie has a wooden bracer thats been personally handwoven for her by triss 2; as their relationship amends and starts to bloom#calder has um. nuffink#my personal hc is that the majority of triss 2s dates w calder r talking about callie#sol also has no acoralil merch bcus um i simply dont care about it 👍 amen#i have one million professor sol hcs and acorasol doesnr exist to me . bye
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Random thoughts about dottore:
Dottore is so freaking flamboyant. And he dishes out praise surprisingly often. He's also strangely polite.
Also, instead of using akademiya resources, hires mercenaries instead?
Amd the way he takes nahida's opinion of his segments as a valid view that he simply disagrees with in such a polite way. And how he actually asks nahida how she'd know if he actually did kill off the segments. Even if it was probably just trying to see how far he wisdom went or whatever.
Oh, and when tighnari said he couldn't borrow hapysia, he expressed disappointment... but then just accepted the rejection and left like an absolute Chad?!
Amd yo get the gnoses, he had actual "fair" deals. At the least deal that both sides were satisfied with.
#this is just the way i see it tho#my interpretation of events might be completely off cannon.#i do overall find the grumpy personality hes presented eith fits webttore more#it definitely seems like he got more comfortable in his own identity and existence with age#he knows his power but doesnt seem to eant to use it needlessly#im also looking at this with rose glasses so tinted they might as well be a sleeping mask#il dottore#dottore#genshin impact#genshin#genshin thoughts#likes hes calm#also sorry for calling dottore a chad
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honestly postcanon i need shen qingqiu to tell yue qingyuan his sincere opinion, that he really likes and respects zhangmen-shixiong as a person and always thought he was cool. because i think it'd completely break yue qi's brain
#keri chats#shen qingqiu#yue qingyuan#shen yuan#scum villain's self saving system#listen i love 79 but shen jiu is 1) dead 2) a bitter bitch who had multiple chances at a happier life and actively chose to not take them#instead of starting afresh he CHOSE on purpose to continue the cycle of abuse. his victimhood explains his flaws but it doesn't absolve him#as poignant as yqy's tragedy is tbh i do wanna see him move on postcanon & actually eventually be happy fr. sj has been dead for decades#hearing praise from sqq even if sy is a different person (albeit still a thin-faced one) would be so hglakdjsfkd#tl;dr even though qijiu is my tylenol i think in a scenario where sj doesnt exist anymore yqy needs to move on and get some vitamin D#yqy would probably not handle a system reveal well but the idea of him still being an older brother figure to sy warms my heart#svsss#danmei
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the slide where it is says divine vivienne is only able to remain in power because of her friendship with the inquisitor does kind of. kill me a bit. in the same way it kills me that when vivienne gleefully states that she has never been forced to live anywhere, the places she lists (celene's palace and bastien's estate) are quite literally tied to people who hold her safety in her hands. her safety is constantly hinging on how much the people in her social circle like her, and unlike other people in the orlesian court, she does not have a powerful family of her own to fall back on. like okay. if she loses favor she's just. fucked.
#having a moment.#if dai isnt going to acknowledge how fucked vivienne's situation is then i will.#im being so real. i dont think vivienne would be able to hold her position as divine without the inquisitor's approval.#i know she canonically does! i know. but the idea of thedas accepting a mage (who has already been accused of being a blood mage in the pas#and who is often spoken of as being manipulative and self-serving)#so soon after the events in kirkwall + the conclave + the reveal of corypheus being a magister + the massive losses in the mage/templar#war.... realistically i just dont think it would work. i think they'd reject her. which i think could be really interesting to dig into.#vivienne lives in a CONSTANT contradiction of “be enough to stand out and make change” and “be palatable enough to be dangerous in a way#a blade is dangerous (in the hands of someone else) and not in the way of a person is dangerous.“#if. this makes sense.#dai wants me to believe vivienne exists in some sort of special privileged seat and she fucking doesnt. her life is#just a different type of hell.
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