#the concept of them. my brain would just be like ''hey remember this guy''

[spaciebabie]

does any other demiromantic (or arosepc doesnt rlly matter) feel like. extremely awful when they experience romantic attraction or is that just me.

[lvndrfucks]

don’t leave me hanging omg, write the concept. miguel brain rot is on 24/7 — 🧠

You were surprised none of Miguel’s neighbors had complained yet. There were teenagers scattered all around the inside of Johnny’s apartment and the outside, loud music blasting and a fair share of drinks being passed around. At least everyone was getting along after the long overdue karate feud.

You were nursing a red solo cup while standing in the corner of the room, taking small sips. The taste of alcohol didn’t really appeal to you. Your friends engaged in chatter that you chimed in once in awhile, but you were a bit distracted.

“Are you going to talk to him or keep eye-fucking?”

“What?” Your eyes moved away from Miguel’s. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“You guys have been staring at each other all night,” your friend pointed out. “He’s single, you’re single.” She made gestures with her hands for emphasis.

You shook your head while looking down to hide how red your face had gotten. “He doesn’t like me like that. We’re friends.”

“Lame,” your other friend bursted. “Go talk to him! Congratulate him on winning karate again or something.”

You rolled your eyes while taking a drink to avoid the conversation.

Her friend smirked suddenly with an idea. “Hey, can I borrow your jacket? I’m a little cold.”

You were feeling hot from the crowded room, so you were a little confused on how she was the opposite, but you did so nevertheless. You removed the cropped denim jacket to expose more of the little black dress you had on. You smiled while handing it to her.

Miguel felt his mouth go dry. His eyes scanned up and down your body from afar, the silk perfectly hugging your body and exposing valleys of skin he had never seen before.

A pat on his shoulder made him jump as he was forced to look away.

“Hey, man,” Hawk greeted. He noticed you and looked back at Miguel with a smirk. “You gonna make a move tonight, or what?”

Miguel chuckled nervously and shook his head. “I don’t think she likes me like that. I mean, we’ve been friends since we were both in Cobra Kai. Isn’t that a bit weird?”

Hawk scoffed. “No. That just builds up more chemistry. And pent up frustration.” Miguel looked at him curiously as he clarified. “Sexual frustration.”

“Dude.”

“It’s true! Remember that time you went out with Sam and she nearly broke some kid’s arm. Or when she got asked out and you broke the practice dummy.”

Even though Hawk’s statements were technically true, Miguel still had his doubts. What would a girl like you want with a guy like him?

“You just gotta go for it, man. Before someone else does,” Hawk advised and motioned his head towards Chris and Mitch who had started talking to you. You immediately started smiling and laughing at what they were saying.

Miguel held back a glare as he handed his cup to Hawk. He cheered, “That’s my boy!”

Your laughter died down as Miguel approached the three of you. You smiled at him in greeting that he returned before looking at Chris and Mitch.

“Robby wants you guys to refill the cooler outside,” he told them.

“But I just did five minutes ago,” Mitch said.

“Well, he wants you to do it. Again.”

Miguel was grateful Chris was the smarter one between the two as he was beginning to catch on.

“Yeah, it’s no problem.” There was almost a smug smile on Chris’ face. “Come on, man.” He began dragging Mitch away, the boy complaining that he already did once again.

That just left you and Miguel.

You glanced behind you to see your friends had ran off somewhere, of course. There was a small beat of silence between you two.

“How are you?”

“This is a great party.”

You two spoke at the same time. You both laughed.

“Sorry. You go first,” Miguel insisted.

“I said this is a great party,” you repeated. “I’m surprised your mom was okay with it.”

“Well, Johnny told her that it was just Miyagi-Do and Eagle Fang ‘hanging out.’”

When you were about to respond, someone knocked into you. As you tripped forward slightly, Miguel had his arms out to catch you. You sheepishly apologized while standing straight.

“Um, did you wanna go somewhere less crowded,” he proposed.

You nodded and started following him out. People from school were still showing up and it seemed the outside was becoming just as packed. You maneuvered around while still trying to keep up with Miguel. He turned to face you and offered his hand out so you wouldn’t lose each other. You took it, trying to hide your growing smile.

He guided you across towards his apartment. He opened the door and let you inside first. You were still able to hear the music and chatter of people, but it reduced slightly. Plus, you guys were completely alone now.

“Sorry. I thought it would be better here to talk and stuff. Unless you wanted to go back to the party. I’m fine with either, I just assumed—“

“It’s fine, Miguel,” you cut him off with a light chuckle. “It was getting a little overwhelming out there.” You set your empty cup on the dining table and moved to lean on the edge of the couch.

“C-can I tell you something,” he asked, standing in front of you.

“You can tell me anything.”

Your smile made him weak in the knees. His hands suddenly felt clammy as he clenched and unclenched his fists.

“I��I really like you.”

“I like you too.”

Miguel gulped. “No. I mean I like-like you. Like more than friends type of way.”

“Oh.”

Oh?

“If you don’t feel the same way, it’s fine. I get it. We’ve been friends for a long time and I understand not wanting to ruin that. It’s just that when I’m around you, I feel different. Different like you’re the one person in my life I’d hate to lose or I wouldn’t mind kissing. You know, that was probably a really weird thing to say. I’m sorry—“

“Miguel.” You laughed a bit. “It’s okay. I like-like you too.”

“Really,” he breathed out in disbelief.

You nodded. “And you’re the person I wouldn’t mind kissing either.”

Your hands reached forward to grasp his flannel and pull him closer towards you. The heels gave you an advantage to be nearly face to face with him. The close proximity made you both nervous, but someone had to make the first move.

Meeting halfway, Miguel’s lips pressed against yours in a savory kiss. His hands rested on his either side of your neck, his thumbs on the underside of your jaw and pulling you in even closer. You pulled away briefly, seeing his heart-shaped pupils and puffed lips parted. He pulled you back in with urgency.

There was only the heat of the moment, the electricity between you two, and the pure, unbridled passion of your kiss. It was a moment you would remember forever, a moment that would stay with you long after the kiss had ended.

The buzz of Miguel’s phone brought you back to Earth. He seemed to have no intention of stopping, though.

You pulled away, his lips immediately attaching to the side of your neck. “Do you wanna get that,” you asked, slightly breathless.

“Not really,” Miguel answered and kissed you again.

His phone eventually stopped until whoever was calling decided to call again. You laughed slightly at Miguel’s annoyance when he pulled away.

“It’s okay,” you reassured, one of your hands combing through his hair.

Miguel begrudgingly answered the phone with a haughty, “What?”

“Dude, where are you,” Hawk asked from the other line.

“I’m a little busy right now.” Miguel pinched your hip lightly in warning as you continued sucking on the skin of his neck.

“Well, I’ve been looking everywhere for you. I need a beer pong partner.”

“Ask Robby.” Your hand began to trail down his body.

“I’m going against him, dumbass.”

He held back a groan when you squeezed his hard on over his jeans. “I gotta go.”

“But—“

Miguel hung up and tossed his phone on the couch. You yelped in surprise when he lifted you, your legs wrapping around his waist in response.

Once in his room, he had shut the door swiftly with his foot. Next thing you knew, you were lying back on the bed with Miguel hovering over you, leaving wet kisses and sucking on your exposed chest. One of your hands was threaded in his hair as the other tightly gripped the comforter. His hand slowly trailed up your thigh, giving a soft squeeze and earning a low moan from you.

Miguel pushed the bottom of your dress up to your stomach, exposing the black shorts underneath. He looked at you as you were panting already from the build up.

"You okay," he whispered.

"Of course."

He pecked your lips before going down on his knees at the edge of the bed. He ran his hands over your thighs, placing light kisses ever so often. Eventually, he hooked his fingers onto the waistband of your shorts and pulled them off, leaving just your underwear.

Miguel was hesitant at first as he ran his thumb over the wet patch, but you moaned softly from above as you tried closing your legs if he wasn't in the way. He repeated the motion with more pressure, causing you to jolt. He enjoyed the reactions.

He gently guided your underwear over your hips and slid them out from under you. A soft gasp emitted as you felt Miguel slip his tongue between your lips. Your mind went blank as he licked, his tongue spreading over your clit in smooth strokes. His open mouth panted heavy, moist breaths over your cunt, absorbing every drop of essence as it pooled on his tongue.

Your fingers tugged on his hair, your back arching off the bed slightly. You could feel a growing sensation low in your stomach, your orgasm twisting and winding into a tight knot.

A sudden gasp fell from your lips as he slowly pushed a finger inside of you. You inhaled sharply, eyes rolling back as he pushed his pointer finger in knuckle by knuckle until he rubbed the tip of his finger against that tougher spot inside of you.

His finger slipped in and out a few times until he added a second. It made you choke, walls clamping down and tightening painfully, tears pricking your eyes in a mix of pain and pleasure. Miguel kept them still as he leaned forward to press soft kisses on your clit.

“You're doing so good, baby. I just need to relax, okay?"

You nodded, even though you were sure he couldn't see it. You exhaled loudly, gasping just as loud before groaning and bucking your hips unconsciously. He resumed pushing in and out, his fingers shined with arousal.

You could feel every inch of his fingers inside as his mouth continued to stay hot and slick against your cunt, letting his spit collect all around. Your eyes rolled back when your stomach began twisting, feeling as though something was on your chest. You whimpered, followed by a groan of his name as your body relaxed once the knot snapped, and your vision blurred.

Miguel lapped up the mess and licked his fingers clean, watching the way your chest rose and fell rapidly. You looked utterly fucked the way your hair was sprawled out and little breaths leaving your plump lips, your head tilted to the side and eyes still shut.

He moved beside you and kissed your temple, combing your hair back. “You still got one more left for me?”

With shining eyes, you looked up at him and nodded.

Miguel grinned as he started to remove his flannel and shirt. Your thighs rubbed together while staring at him undo his jeans. You shakily stood on your knees and shuffled closer to him.

He gave you a tender, slow kiss, but you weren’t ready for such gentleness at this point in time. Instead, you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him closer to you. A low groan released from his throat as his hands moved from your hips to the zipper of your dress. You pulled away to disregard the rest of your clothing before pulling Miguel onto the bed.

He sat back as you straddled him, lips moving together once more. Reaching between the two of you, you grabbed his leaking cock so you could set him up at your entrance. As you lowered yourself, you inhaled slowly through your nose since the preparation and care he had given you had made the stretch easy to endure. As a result, all you felt was the full sensation he had given you.

You performed an exploratory hip roll once you were seated completely. You let out a groan at the feeling, every little motion causing electricity to tingle through your body.

Miguel sat up, you two now chest to chest while he held you firmly. “Fuck, you feel fucking amazing.” He placed wet kisses along your chest.

The noises of the party drowned out his moans as you began to ride him in earnest. His hands settled on your hips, causing the soft flesh to crease as he started responding to your thrusts with his own. You could feel him moving deeper with every motion, until eventually you could almost feel him in your stomach.

“Miguel,” you gasped out, meeting his gaze.

“I’ve got you, amor.” His mouth attached to one of your breasts, making you whimper.

His actions left your limbs feeling like rubber while he proceeded to fuck into you harder. Your tongue grazed his flushed skin, your head tucked into his neck.

“Making me feel so good,” you told him gently in his ear. “Want you to finish in me. Want all of you.”

Your babbling was cut off by a higher pitched moan at Miguel’s hard thrusts, your words egging him on more.

“Think you can take it all, baby?” His forehead pressed against yours as you nodded with a pleading look. “I’ll give you everything. Again. Again. And again.” He punctuated with each thrust, your grip on his shoulders tightening. “You gonna cum? Can feel it.”

“Please.”

Your loud moans echoed throughout the room as your legs tightened around his, your body moving faster to keep you on your high. You could feel Miguel spilling out of you, the warm feeling comforting the both of you. His arms wrapped around your waist to cease your shudders as he placed light kisses upon your shoulder.

Miguel, though he didn’t want to, slowly removed himself from you, a small whimper slipping past your lips. He laid you down on his bed and told he’d be right back. When he returned, he had a damp washcloth in one hand and a water bottle in the other. He carefully cleaned you up, knowing your legs must be sore, and sat you up to take a few sips of water.

He smiled gently at you and kissed your forehead, making your face flush in admiration. He grabbed an extra t-shirt for you and changed into a pair of new boxers for himself. Once settled beside you, Miguel draped the comforter over both of your bodies.

You both stared at each other, a grin on your lips as you leaned forward for one last kiss in the night.

hera speaks!

sorry for the long wait. i honestly get embarrassed writing smut, but this has been on my mind for a long time

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

I think you should make Farena and Malleus meet again just to humble Leona a lil’ 😜 think you did a birthday thing where that happened and I want more lmao

Anon is referencing this set of interactions (for Leona’s birthday in 2021): Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3

*rubs hands together* 😈 Time to bust out L*ona's sexy hot brain calls for this... HELP ME I'M SO OJITANPILLED RIGHT NOW

Family means Nobody is Left Behind or Forgotten.

"Kingscholar."

"Lizard."

The Botanical Garden's flora shuddered as the two princes--lion and dragon--regarded each other. They stood several paces apart, Malleus upon a small bridge over an artificial waterway, Leona shrouded in the shadows of wide palm leaves. Combined, their auras were overwhelming, filling the air with a crackling tension like that of wild sparks of electricity.

"Leona? Who is..."

A third figure, one half hidden by foliage, peered out at Malleus. His hair was a fiery red-range mane, his eyes a deep brown, skin the color of chestnuts under golden robes threaded with prancing animals. Everything about the man radiated warmth, as though he were the living embodiment of the sun.

Malleus's lip curled. "It seems I'm disturbing your private forum. Forgive me, I will see myself out."

"Wait."

The red-haired man fully emerged. A pair of lion ears and a tail similar to Leona's came into view. He smiled broadly--and Leona visibly cringed.

"You are... my younger brother's friend, aren't you? The one who helped Cheka find his way when he was lost on campus. I remember your face from Leona's birthday party. I don't believe we had a chance to be properly introduced to one another! Leona was shy and steered us away from each other last time." He approached Malleus without hesitation and stuck out his hand. "Falena."

The fae prince tested the name. "You are the acting regent of Sunset Savanna. The elder Kingscholar."

"Haha, that's right! Leona told you about me, did he?"

"Yeah, keep dreaming," Leona snorted.

"... My, it would be rude of me to make my exit now." Placing one foot in front of the other, Malleus smoothly dipping into a bow. "Malleus Draconia."

"Draconia! As in, crown-prince-of-Briar-Valley Draconia?"

It took all of Leona's willpower not to roll his eyes. Anyone with half of a brain cell would instantly be able to clock this depressing guy's telltale horns.

"The very same."

The surprise that flooded Falena's face quickly dried, giving way to merry laughter. "Leona's got friends in such high places!"

A scoff.

"Would you listen to yourself? I keep hearing you repeat friend, friend, friend like a chattering parrot without one shred of evidence to suggest that would be the case." Leona rolled his shoulders and, smirking, languidly lifted a hand to Falena and Malleus. "To put me and the lizard on equal social standing is a little insulting, don't you think? We're on entirely different playing fields. Crown prince of Briar Valley and acting regent of Sunset Savanna... That sounds like a much better fit to me."

He internally ground his teeth.

Smile and bear with it, Leona coxed himself. You can't let this opportunity slip through the cracks. The chance to establish cordial relations with other countries doesn't come delivered to you on a silver platter every day. Get them to make that connection if it's the last thing you do. If you play your pieces right...

"... Hey, how is that irrigation project coming along?" Leona prodded his brother. "Last I heard on the news, there was a protest blocking construction."

Falena frowned--the first time that day. "It could be going better."

"Irrigation..." Malleus brought a finger to his chin. "You're in the process of constructing waterways?"

"Yeah, to channel water directly to crops," Leona snipped. "As one destined to ascend the throne, surely you're familiar with the concept."

"So it is akin to gargoyles."

"Oi, ain't no one here talkin' about gargoyles!"

"On the contrary, Kingscholar. Gargoyles were designed to redirect rainwater from buildings, thus protecting them from wear and tear. Irrigation systems exist to funnel water to desired areas. It is a similar enough concept."

Let him have this one. Keep the conversation moving!

"Most in our country walk a long way to the nearest source of water--a well or something--and draw buckets one by one, then walk back with it. Real inefficient." Leona dragged out a sigh. "Unfortunately, our people deeply cherish living in harmony with nature. They come out in droves to push against our attempts to improve their circumstances. It's a thorn in our sides."

"Now don't say it like that," Falena tutted. "We are the royal family. It falls to us to assuage our people of worry. If we expand slowly and in an environmentally conscious manner... I'm sure we can all come to an understanding."

"You'll have to excuse my brother. He's got a bleeding heart."

The comment rolled off of Malleus's back like rainwater.

"Hm..." He looked to be lost in thought, his lashes lowering. "I see. Implementation is never as easy as simply giving the order to act.

"I have visited Silk City on a trip with classmates. Their waterways are second to none in all of Twisted Wonderland. Though the climate is dry and sweltering, the children of man that reside there have managed to tame those waters and optimized them for trade.

"Such systems do not exist in my home of Briar Valley, so I cannot say I am familiar with them. We, too, as fae, revere Mother Nature. The last thing we would want is to turn our backs on her and destroy her blessings. However, I saw with my own eyes that those Silk City waterways have brought much prosperity to the people. Perhaps it would be prudent if you were to explain this to your countrymen, along with providing a detailed plan of how you do not intend to expand at the cost of ravaging nature."

"Exactly, exactly!!" Falena beamed, his face like the sun coming out after a storm. "You understand me so well, my friend."

"Friend...?" Malleus's eyes went wide. "Me?"

Checkmate.

"Oh, would you look at that," Leona purred sarcastically, "you've gone and earned my dear onii-sama's respect and admiration. How good for you."

"It sounds like we're birds of a feather, Malleus. From one prince to another... I think you've got a shining future ahead of you." Falena clapped his younger brother on the shoulder, earning a glare from him. "Just like Leona here!"

"This isn't about me," he hissed back. "This is between you and the lizard."

Falena blinked. "But weren't you the one to introduce us?"

"That he was," Malleus agreed with a chuckle. "Kingscholar has a talent for bringing together the most unlikely of people. It's something I've noticed about him."

"It's true, he does!!" Falena had his sibling by both shoulders now. And that massive grin--Oh no, Leona thought. He's switching from Useless King mode to Doting Older Brother mode! "Leona's so good with people! I had the chance to meet some of his dorm members earlier today--there's a variety of beastmen in his dorm, all united under him. That's really amazing!"

"Yes, it's impressive. I've heard that, among beastmen, traditions and beliefs are drastically different. It is a unique challenge to bring them together--yet Kingscholar achieves this flawlessly." Now it was Malleus's turn to smirk. "Fae are quite varied as well. It will soon be my responsibility to bring about that same unification. Fufufu... Mayhaps I should look to Kingscholar as an exemplar."

Leona directed his glare at Malleus. This scaly bastard...!

"No thanks. I want no part in that," he replied bluntly. "I should leave the ruling to you kings."

"Leona," Falena protested, "he's correct. If you were to lend your help, set an example... We could--" he stopped, correcting himself. "You could unite so many people. I know you could."

"This again," he spat, those few words coated with venom.

It always came back to that.

The promise of acceptance, respect. Rewards for all his efforts. A prize dangled before him, always snatched away at the last possible second.

"... I've said enough here."

Leona turned on his heel, shoving his hands into his pockets, and began strolling away. Deeper and deeper into the thicket. Ignoring his brother calling after him, the frantic footsteps following.

"Kingscholar."

There was an eruption of green light in Leona's path. When it dissipated, Malleus stood in front of him. He looked visibly displeased.

"Out of my way," Leona growled, attempting to step around him.

Another flash, and Malleus teleported himself in front of his fellow dorm leader once again. "You will not simply walk away from this," he warned.

"I can walk away whenever I like. You're the kings discussing your domains. This doesn't concern me."

"That is not what I meant." Malleus's brows drew together. "You will not simply walk away from family."

"What do you know about family?!" Leona snarled. "Don't act like you have any leg to stand on."

"You shall mourn that you did not cherish them once they are already lost to the abyss." His voice was dark, commanding. "You will hear what your brother has to say."

Leona held his stare--the danger in it, sharp as a blade. He glanced back, spotting Falena with his fiery hair amid the leaves and vines, as mournful as a kitten that had been left out in the rain.

There's no getting out of this. If I bust out my strongest magic here, the entire Botanical Garden is going to be sanded and I'll never hear the end of it from Crewel. Ugh, I've gotta opt for a tactical surrender.

Sending Malleus his most scathing look, he managed one final curse.

"Damn you, lizard."

Maybe he had been the one checkmated today.

[dontbesoweirdkira]

Hey! Can I request Yandere Spider Man (Tom Holland, No way home) reacting to his darling of other universe?

I was thinking this: The darling of his universe is really nice and laid-back, already knew he was spider Man and helps him somehow (like a ned), but when the whole multiverse thing happens and villains from other spider mans appear, one of the villains is his darling, but a version from another universe, one of the super villains is his love, but at same time not.

Would he be confused, would he feel nothing since he knows it's not totally his darling? Would he feel weird?

(Sorry if this is confusing, my english is terrible and I don't remember much of Marvel films lol)

A/N: Hello! This is an interesting request and I really like the concept. Don't apologize for your English. Thank you for requesting.

Warnings: none

Masterlist

Requests: always open

Hmm... I think he'd be very confused. It's weird knowing that there's different versions of the people he loves out there. It's even weirder seeing you so viscous and powerful. All he's ever known his darling to be is reserved maybe even shy at times.

There's also this internal struggle because it's not technically you but....he feels so compelled to her in the same way he feels towards you. He can't kind it in him to fight back, "she needs to be protected" "she's just a little off track" "If she becomes rehabilitated she'll have a chance to become like this y/n" ...he tells himself. He wants to give her love and be just as gentle as he is with you but...at the same time....it feels so wrong.

He doesn't want to hurt you, it'd be like if he started showing love to your twin. You guys may look the same and have the same genetic makeup but you're still different people.

So he'll try and tread carefully. I think he'll try to separate his heart from her. It's hard because when his brain sees your face, it sends him into this obsessed frenzy. Treating her like the rest of the villains is so tough. Peter even struggles to treat them with a neutrality.

There are times during her stay, he finds himself being lured into her. Like she could tell him to do something wrong and he'd almost be willing to do it just because it's "you". Or he has to stop himself from getting worked up when she coos his name.

She knows the effect that you have on him so I can imagine her playing on that to try and trick him. She knows that he won't get angry at "you" anyways.

You'll notice that he tries not to make eye contact with her and focus more on the other villains. He'd also seems to stare at you more intensely whenever you're both in the same room in order to keep his mind on you. Maybe even a bit more physically affectionate too. He's holding you close to him and kissing you more often to make it clear that you are his.

He's anxious and a whole mess during this entire thing. Eventually, he starts wanting her gone and is a bit more aggressive. Peter still tries his best to help her the best he can before sending her back but he's not as eager about it. He doesn't like that she's making you insecure or that his attention becomes drawn to her...

He loves you so much and just knowing that a version of "you" is evil and caused her own demise, saddens him.... But just because you're his darling, does that mean he's really supposed to protect every version of you?

[gddancefloor]

A Kasane Teto and Hatsune Miku original song by SoYaSuYa (me)!

ᯓ★ DON'T YOU FEEL LIKE A FOOL

WHEN YOU SEEK MADE UP TRUTH?

THIS IS THE GAME OF LIFE,

THERE'S NO DOUBT ABOUT IT!

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HEY GAMERZZZ (yes, that was on purpose), decided to work on a little concept I discarded about a year ago and gave it a little fresh coat of paint! I also reworked the song it's related to! Still working on it, but this is what we've got! Everything is all mine, both legally and artistically. It all took about 10 days in total!

Lyrics and more info about the project below the cut! (Definitely check it out please!)

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LYRICS

[VERSE]

Gamble to see what it means to be a living human Roll the dice, shake it twice, so boldly betting your life Where's the fun when you can predict the game? It all ends the same, deny that and you'll go insane

Looking for a cheap way out? Why don't you cheat your way out? You've got only one life left n' you won't have to play the rest Where's the fun when it's just to endure the pain? Get it through your brain, why stay a pawn living in vain?

[PRE CHORUS]

Hey, tell me if anything truly matters! You choose to live only just to die, that's the game of life So, don't blame me if that false hope shatters, It's your life, your problem, not mine if you choose to live a lie

It's starting to make sense to you, now isn't that right? We're all meaningless creatures with a drive to survive and die So, buckle up and get ready to enjoy this ride Of the meaningless desire for the meaning of life!

[CHORUS]

Oh, doesn't it hurt to lose No matter what you try to do (oh, doesn't it hurt) Don't you feel like a fool When you seek made-up truth (oh, it's all made up)

There's no target to beat Other than to accept defeat (oh, nothing to beat) So, please explain to me What else is there to believe? (and that's all how...)

This is the game of life, there's no doubt about it! (no doubt about that!) Live to see nothing matters, reality's a real lie (such a lie!) Philosophy's a joke, does it look like we're laughing? Keep on searching, gaming, playing for meaning in this stupid life!

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So, this song is pretty old. I made the original concept in 2022 when it was called "BAD LUCK" and had an entirely different meaning behind it. But, I revived it in 2024 and because I was facing a very horrible time due to an existential crisis, I wanted to write a song about my feelings towards life in general. That isn't the song's only meaning, but a pretty good generalization as to why I wrote it in the first place.

These are the original designs from 2024. I never had a color palette in mind when I made them, I just knew I wanted them to be bright as fuck and match. Soooo basically the new designs required me to come up with one off of the top of my head, but to also somewhat rework them. I think even the new ones might undergo some changes in the final release. I dunno. I'm a picky guy.

I had to learn a lot about audio engineering (in NO way am I a professional, hell nah) and Vocaloid 5 (I've been using V4 since 2021 so this is a very big change for me) to make this song, and even then I do have things I still wanna tweak about it. But so far so good! I love the way it sounds and I hope you do too!

My goal was to make them appear a little disturbing considering the topics of this song. I wanted them to look "so depressed they're insane", to an extent. "What about the bright colors?" I'll let you theorize about that :)

Also, I've never drawn vinyl before so it might look a little odd as I get used to drawing it 💔

I will post their individual concept drawings when I can, as there's some shit I need to do with them and I just can't really do it right now.

I hope you absolutely LOVED this and if you did, please reblog this to support my art. I would also greatly appreciate fan art! Just remember to tag me.

I'll likely get the finished song on YouTube and niconico soon but not Spotify considering the horrible shit they're involved with, nor SoundCloud. They're both evil "generator" (iykyk) supporting, art stealing corporations. Soooo yeah. At least with YT you can opt out. Same here on Tumblr. I would do Bandcamp but I don't want ppl to feel obligated to buy my music since I don't really want money for something that comes from my soul.

Anyways, have a great day and God bless ya 💕

(also secret for people who bothered to read til the end: yes theres yuri)

[illuminiscentboba]

where akaashi pursues reader who had a rough memories asssociated with love and affection is returned

you like him...he repeats the words he heard echoed off the bathroom walls and lets it bounce about his brain like the DVD logo on a TV that aims to hit the corner and keep missing.

before all that was holding him back was fear you didn't return his feelings and the way you would push away the very idea of love. and so what is he left to do now beyond go big or go home? after gaining some small wins first that is.

and here he was once again pushing himself to go up to you whenever he sees you off somewhere on your own, a breathless hey, its good to see you again. that continued to made your heart skip a beat. from anyone else this interaction normally would've put you off but you were hoping to catch a glimpse of him and here he was in front of you, asking about your weekend and the events you told him about weeks before.

you two went on errands together, and he seemed to hum, a warm tightlipped smile spread across his face as you set days that you two could study together. you were curious to see his workspace, his room, but he was quick to shut that down, something about his roomates being too rowdy. if only you knew how much they were pestering him to bring you to meet them.

it was almost as if you guys were conjoined at the hip with how much unserious discussion went back and forth between you two in the flesh and in online. the 'look your little boyfriend is coming' probes became less horrific and something you started to daydream about...just a little bit.

he always seemed to have a bounce in his step the closer he got as he approached you guys but surely there was no way he could hear your friends mirthful whispers.

the thing is...he could. listening for the difference in sounds to identify the opposing sides play made him a little hyperaware of the sounds around him. playing volleyball has finally paid off. he had to fight the cheesiest smile everytime he heard your friends confidently proclaim him as your little boyfriend.

it was almost as if he got their blessing. now if only he could get yours....

your study sessions were always very productive, with you two picking concepts and explaining it to the other and then the other person explaining it back the concept they were taught. almost like a teacher, was akaashi quick to reward you with candies, ones that were actually your favorites.

"I remember you saying you liked that one."

he saw your long stare at them. "or was I wrong, I have other ones-"

he put his palm over them to make the exchange and before you knew it you settled your own over his. "wait, no! these are my favorite. I was just so surprised that you remembered even that too."

he smiled, his eyes searching your face before he flipped his large palm, his slender fingers wrapping around yours with your thumb now gracing your fingers.

you seemed shocked, but not averse to the touch as he thought you would be. "your hands are pretty cold, let me warm them up for you." you were about to pull away, remembering how ice cold your hands were but the way his thumb carressed your palm and he tapped at the fingers of your other palm, eager to hold the other too made you reconsider.

you hesitantly placed your hands in his. and the books laid forgotten as you guys began to chat. he got up to get you a blanket, helping you wrap yourself up as he stole back your hands in his. there was something about the way his carefully held onto your every word and the warmth of his hands that made the words lodged in your throat unravel. your fears regarding school, regarding how things will change after post secondary, about love. but as you discussed it you didn't feel as bitter or disgusted with your strong desire to be in a relationship despite what happened.

you felt...okay? the neutrality felt unusual but you decided to welcome it, the soothing finger that slide across your knuckles slowing and keiji whom you now noticed was quieter than usual. he seemed to have trouble organizing in his head what he was going to say when the doorbell ringing interrupted you both.

it was another simple cold day, november settling in and bringing with it a chill that was quick to freeze your fingertips and tickle your nostrils. deadlines never seemed to stop piling but at least you had someone to movitae you, also a victim of the same craft.

there he was already settled into the booth, his muscular arms folded, his shoulder sagging as his head bobbed, his glasses settled low on his nose.

you were a little too quick to snap a photo, hurrying in to surprise him.

"keiji? hey wake up." you lightly shook his shoulders. he squinted at you, quick to shift upright and readjust himself, a long yawn erupting his mouth, his stretching flexing the shirt around his chest.

"did you get any sleep last night?" he paused, another yawn escaping before he could get out a word. "No, my roomates were up late playing this new game that came out. I couldn't sleep with all the yelling."

You hovered around in concern. "Should we study later so you can take a nap or next time?"

"Nono, this is the best time for us because we're both free today. We should try to power through" he mustered a sleepy smile and you settled in acrss from him. It was true, with how much classes and random labs and tutorials this was unfortunaley the best day for yo guys to coordinate.

Sleepy akaashi was charming to say the least. The errors he made where he normally would be perfect followed by a perplexed "hmm...that isn't quite right?" or disappointed, "hm? this one is wrong too? i'm sorry (name)."

seeing him fight the fatigue, taking small sips of his coffee, a distressed palm raking through his hair. "Let me sit beside you so I can show you the right way." "would you please?" the apologetic pull of his lips downward. what a cutie.

and so you worked through the problems, filling in each others blanks, hearing your voice beside him helped him reorient himself.

with his chin settled into his palm he watched as you explained the concept, gaining more confidence in how much you thought you knew about it. before he knew it he was reachign out, catching wisps that were going to get into your eye behind your ear. you pause, staring incredulously. "you were saying?" his tone, a little too smug for your liking.

"nothing." you say indignantly, your eyes following the hands still perched around the area of your face, leafing through the hair by your ears. "what are you doing."

he brings his face closer, pretending to inspect the side of your face, his face dangerously your own. "making sure I do a good job." he whispers into your ear.

something isn't right about him. the huskiness of his voice. the teasing grin, how'd he go from adorable to something that would eat you up. was it because he was tired that he was less careful and nervous than usual?

in fact... something hasn't been quite right for a while now. the prolonged staring he'd do when you guys were studying, the reaching across from you, and sitting very close to you. all the details he remembered. he always responds why wouldn't he but never brings up that he does it to anyone else. you thought back to the previous conversations and how akaashi tried to seem not as interested as he actually was when you guys would have group discussions about love.

your more than familiar now with his shy smile, the fidgeting with his fingers, and unyielding stare whenever he wanted to know or talk about something dear to his heart in a way everyone would not misunderstand.

maybe the teasing from your friends weren't for nothing. maybe he was trying to tell you this whole time.

"oh right, I have something to show you." he turns away, reaching into his bag and your filled with anticipation he slips something into his hands.

"your hand please." he extends his palm to which you nervously press against his. he intertines his fingers through yours, the glow of his smile and face radiating warmth as he pulls something from his wrist onto yours.

you gasp. you had lost your staple bracelet that matched your rings and earrings a week ago and you didn't realize how atattched you were to it until you trashed your room searching for it.

"oh my god, keiji!!! you remembered!! oh my god stop, this is so sweet thank you!" he seems quite proud of himself as you continued to pour with thank yous, and your the best. he assures you as always that he'll always remember the words of those dear to him.

he squeezes your hand in his and you squeeze back so excited to have it back in your collection. "that was super neat, the way you got it from your wrist to mine. that was a little too smooth to not be practiced." did he have another girl or guy you didn't know about?

"you think so?" he raises a brow. "my roomate was bragging about it the other day so i thought I'd give it a go?" the confidence and teasing tone to his voice was so attractive.

"and you thought of me?" "I don't know anyone better." his other hand grazes your face again, sweeping away what you know is no more than a singular strand of hair. "you couldv'e just handed me it."

"well if I'm being fully honest..." he tilts his head, in the silly way he's seen his teamates do when begging him to do something for them. "I also really wanted to hold your hand." he smiled shyly and then he did that thing he always did, where he stared at you really hard and it finally clicked in your mind. he was checking your reaction to see if you were okay with the touch.

for permission.

oh my god, he was enforcing the boundaries you didn't set because he wanted to make sure you were okay with his approaches. all the moments between you guys that made your heart race were intentional.

you place the hand lingering by your face to cup your cheek as you lean in. theres no faster way for you to get out all of your emotions and thoughts then a kiss. his chair tilts back and his hands wrap around your waist to steady you guys. its a quick smooch, given you guys are in a public setting but more than enough.

"I think we're due another discussion about our feelings...somewhere quiet?" "yeah." you mumble, twin grins on your faces as you pack up your stuff, almost rushing out of the cafe having paid your bill earlier.

if there was anyone safe enough for you to entrust your heart to it would always be him.

[generic-sonic-fan]

Why the heck E-123 Omega fascinates me so much

Look I'm not going to lie to you the reason I love Omega so much is that his canon writing is actually pretty lazy. They needed a "Heavy" character to pair with Shadow and Rouge so the writers had them stumble into a robot in the basement who's Gamma's half cousin-brother-something.

Hey player, remember that robot who had an arc and turned good in Sonic Adventure? let's just do that but again. don't worry about it don't think about it too hard.

Except the writers got even lazier this time around and his ENTIRE POTENTIAL CHARACTER ARC is summarized in one line by Rouge's dialogue, "You're mad at Eggman for sealing you in this room" (Sonic Heroes, 2003). Gamma's entire character arc, summarized neatly for the player, so they can start the platforming sections as soon as possible. It's videogame writing. It's not supposed to be a literary masterpiece, so it makes sense that they're borrowing on a concept that a fan of the Sonic games would have seen before if they'd payed Sonic Adventure.

Except, in the attempt to be as lazy as possible, they accidentally created a new type of character that hasn't been explored before??

Because Omega is NOT Gamma. Omega couldn't possibly be more different from Gamma! One destroys Eggman robots to bring about peace, the other as an act of war. One is quiet and contemplative, the other loud and brash. One chooses to cease existing, while the other so desperately wants to live. One is gentle and kind, and the other is just so angry.

In a franchise full of themes about the responsibility of creators to not cause harm with or to their creations, it's baffling to me that Omega is just dropped into the narrative and then promptly forgotten about. There's so many implications with Omega that would be fascinating to dig into from a fan perspective!

What made him the way that he is? Why is he so different from Gamma, so furious?

Now that he's out of the basement, how will he learn about the world outside?

How does his perspective of his origin from Eggman color his experiences and beliefs about things?

This guy has never had a friend before. How does he react to that?

How does he, an ex-Eggman robot designed to kill supersonic hedgehogs, interact with Sonic, the person he was likely designed to kill? Moreover, how does Sonic react to him in return?

Does Omega ever get lonely, as the only robot amongst organics?

How does he relate to Shadow, who was also made as a living weapon?

Meanwhile, trying to get him to show vulnerability is like pulling teeth. It takes a herculean effort to get him to show anything other than the front he puts up. Why's he putting up this front? What could get him to let down this front, even if just for a moment?

(for fuck's sake he's a tsundere. This should be at least a popular topic to explore, shouldn't it?)

And look, I understand. The reason that Omega hasn't been explored nearly as much Shadow is because he's been in less games and, when he has been in games, he's written as a one-note comic relief. But. . . so has Knuckles. So has Amy. So has Sonic. So has Rouge. . . the list goes on, yet the fandom lovingly embraces complex fan characterizations for them. But some fans continue to see Omega as a non-character. Which, as I've just explained, is baffling to me, because this guy has so much potential and transformative fan works are a place to explore that potential.

TL;DR: funny gun robot spin in my brain like he's in microwave despite the intentions of the Sonic Heroes writers. hehe. Go vote for Omega in the Team Dark poll.

MLA Citation for Fern:

Sonic Team, "Sonic Heroes". Sega, 3 December 2003, as cited from https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X6-SWVIr274

@fernsnailz

[mythica0]

Hey everyone! Welcome to yet another post of mishmashed topics! Because if I post these things individually, they get ZERO attention!

Do to start: I’m sorry for my inactivity these past few weeks. Show nights for the school play are coming up so I’ve been busy. I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN ABT ALL MY WIP FICS!! I PROMISE! I just haven’t had time to work on them, but I’m hoping after the show is over and during February break I’ll have some time.

Similarly, you know how from my last post like this that one of my fics is ‘ODYSSEUS’ but wholesome version? I’m struggling to think of the exact way that’s going to work- why is Odysseus targeting the suitors, since they’re nice in this AU? And it’s going to take inspiration from the ‘we’re all friends au’ which is what I’ve affectionally dubbed the AU with Telemachus’ birthday, including the hold them down and Odysseus parodies. (And anything else that I find that’s wholesome basically haha) I also don’t know what to do with the other crew members, since it takes place in my no one dies au, that means that all 600 men are there, and I feel like including them might dilute the point of Odysseus being able to take down 108 suitors without help, but I don’t know what to do with them otherwise. So, any advice on all that would be greatly appreciated, so I can make that fic as good as possible for you guys!

Next up: I finished fourth wing, we’re going a ‘read your own book’ unit in English, and I really liked it! Yes, I skipped all the spicy scenes. But my brain immediately went to another happy ending au because your girl canNOT do sad. So there’s that.

For the same unit, I’ve started ‘Spark’, which is another dragon book- and I’ve read it once before but don’t remember much. Anyway, I really like the concept, and will probably make an OC that’s a guardian. Love the wholesome vibes where the kingdom is in peace, there’s no violence, just a girl trying to adjust to a big job where she doesn’t feel like she fits. (So far. Hopefully it stays that way.)

So that’s all for this ramble! Thanks for reading!

[legacyofmanwich]

Legacy of Manwich {2.6} Open Heir Cemetery

Welcome back to the Legacy of Manwich, where I have no idea what to call this installment, but I do know who I'm picking as heir! Well, to be accurate, I asked a singular dude which of Martin's daughters he liked best and went with that one.

Last time, Goneril, Regan, and Cordelia went off to college and immediately started getting dicked down by the absolute worst men my game could conjure. Will any of them develop taste? Let's find out!

Here's one of many pictures of Pacey being completely incapable of taking care of himself, something that annoyed me so much that I had Goneril start looking for a new boyfriend ASAP. (Also because I just plain do not like Pacey)

Luckily for her (and for me) this gorgeous man appeared in the phonebook. Look at his eyes! His cheekbones! I immediately decided that this is who Goneril's marrying because their kids would be STUNNING. Pacey could never.

Regan: "Who's this fat narcoleptic blocking the treadmills?"

In real life, guys like this would be socially ostracized. Pacey has at least 3 girlfriends in the dorm thanks to ACR.

Here's one of them now!

Margie: "DON'T YOU FUCKING LOOK AT HIM YOU WHORE!"

Regan is completely unhinged and slightly removed from reality, dude, you really don't want her as your enemy.

Regan: "You think you're tough, you fluoride-brained primate? I contract radiation sickness for fun. I eat DMT for breakfast and wash it down with stem cells and blood plasma. I have killed you a thousand times on the astral plane in a thousand different ways. Don't mess with me."

Look, that might work on a middle-aged republican during a road-rage incident, but this is a college girl. College girls have no concept of fear or self-preservation, their only instinct is to cause suffering.

Regan: "Hey, Han Solo, remember me? I'm all grown up now and ready to suck your balls out through your dickhole."

Shea: "Wow! What a charming and eloquent young woman you grew up to be!"

Ugh, gross. Go away.

Margie: "Oh, Regan's out here sucking dick, what a surprise!"

Regan: "THAT'S IT, YOU'RE FINISHED!!!"

WHAT?! THAT FIGHT WAS RIGGED, REGAN HAS 9 BODY SKILL POINTS!

~epic working out montage~

Capped off with your epic sci-fi deflowering in the photobooth, huzzah!

Regan: "MY POWER LEVEL HAS INCREASED TENFOLD AND I AM READY TO THROW DOWN."

Alright, Vegeta, off you go! Get her ass!

TOTAL CO-ED DEATH! REGANBROS WE ARE SO FUCKING BACK!

YEAH NOW STEAL HER BOYFRIEND RIGHT IN FRONT OF HER LIKE THE CW DRAMA ANTAGONIST YOU WERE BORN TO BE

Okay you didn't have to go that far. >:(

Pacey's stank dick was so lackluster that Regan shacked up with this cutie. Unlike Han Solo, Regan never announced that she was bisexual, so this was a big surprise.

Kit: "My girlfriend's so hot when she's making out with her girlfriend in front of me!"

Don't you have pants to piss or something?

If it wasn't obvious by now, Regan ended up being heir by virtue of being way more interesting than her sisters. Of course, I love Goneril and Cordelia very much, but how can you beat the blood-thirsty, cock-hungry queen of conspiracies?

So, congrats, Regan! What're you gonna do to celebrate?

Regan: "I CAN THINK OF A COUPLE THINGS!"

Regan: *huff huff huff huff*

Regan: *KERSLAP!*

You hauled ass all the way out here just for that?

So things carried on like normal for a while, and I noticed: why is no one fucking in the photobooth? The girls constantly have dates over, but every time I try to get them into the photobooth, they get right back out.

Turned out, stupid fucking Pacey got glitched into the photobooth and couldn't leave. Force Error time!

His ass fell right out, and there was much rejoicing.

Goneril: "Dumb ass boy, always wantin' more Fuckin' with my sister and you hit the floor Try to talk, but you ain't even here Out like a light like you got nothin' to fear Floor-nap Bitch, you're always taking a fall Dropping like a rock with no warning at all Chewin' up the carpet like a lesbian Sleepin' with the floor like it's your girlfriend!"

Pacey: "zzzzzzzzzBarszzzzzzzz"

This is lame, what's Cordelia up to?

Cordelia: "This rotten, moldy mac 'n cheese sure doesn't taste very good!"

I wonder why!

Luckily, Regan got picked up by the Secret Society, so now I can talk about that! Because tumblr doesn't let me upload more than 30 images, I've left out a lot of Regan's sexcapades across campus, but it was enough that they all wanted her to join!

(No handcuff jokes, everyone's already done every possible handcuff joke since 2005.)

Oh, cowplant? Don't mind if I do!

Margie: "OH HELL NO SHE BETTER NOT USE IT ON ME!"

Please, I'm not THAT lucky. You live, unfortunately.

PACEY HOWEVER BITES THE BIG ONE! PRAISE THE LORD! Hanako, Regan's weeaboo girlfriend, is surprisingly broken up about it. :(

Hey, Goneril, one of your boyfriends died.

Goneril: "Okay? I don't see how that's my problem?"

Fair enough! See you all in another few days when Regan starts her cowplant killing spree! As always, thanks for reading!

[alreadyal]

the notion of endogenic vs trauamgenic plurality has me wondering about the concept of intentional vs unintentional actions in the first place. cont. under read more.

is something intentional only if i make a conscious decision which i act on as a result? if i act on instict with no thought involved is that unintentional? so intentional plurality would be me deciding one day i want to split alters, and taking the steps to do so, while unintentional plurality would be me waking up and hearing a voice in my head. however let's say when playing my favorite game i kept having scripted conversations with my favorite character via thoughts, then noticed that one day this character started speaking for themselves. there's an element of intentionality here, yet the end result was not intentional at all. or what if i consciously decided to become plural, creating names and backstories for alters, but ended up with completely different alters than the ones i invented. it seems that intentional vs unintentional when it comes to plurality is something of a false dichotomy.

i suppose what separates trauamgenic plurality is the root word, trauma, specifically childhood trauma, but this still leaves me unsatisfied. DID and OSDD and such typically present themselves in early adulthood. most children have imaginary friends or become other versions of themselves as play, the difference comes from this behavior persisting into adulthood. to me there is still a level of intentionality here, at least in childhood. kids choose to do these things for fun, not just as a trauma response.

here's another hypothetical. case A involves a system who has begun experiencing unexpected switches and hearing voices. they express that they often made up monsters to fight as a child, naming them and coming up with elaborate backstories for them with their friends. now those monsters are re-appearing as persecutor alters. case B involves a system who saw that one post about bridget from guilty gear becoming a tulpa in your head that forces you to start estrogen that made the rounds on tumblr recently. they saw said post and decided to recreate that for themselves because they thought it would be funny. they express that as a child they would talk to their stuffed animals, and stopped doing so as a teenager because they came to understand they were only objects. for the purpose of the thought experiment, we will take trauma out of the equation. if either system has trauma assume they do not remember it.

essentially you have the reverse in terms of intentionality in each case. A's childhood behavior was intentional, involving invented characters that they puppeted in scripted scenarios, however their reappearance as an adult was unexpected and uncontrolled. for B, the behavior in childhood was unintentional because they simply didn't know the plushies lacked sentience and believed they were talking back. as an adult though they chose to become a system. i think most medical professionals would make no distinction between these two cases, even if A would likely identify as a trauamgenic system while B might say they had a tulpa or identity as endogenic. yet there is an element of both intentionality and unintentionality in both cases. i suppose you could argue that A involves no intentionality because of how childrens' brains function, and even if they were acting on conscious decisions they were still the result of wider processes. but could you not say this about anything children do? are children just automatons acting on impulses with no capacity for decision making? that feels a tad infantilizing to me.

i suppose this gets into wider philosophical questions about fate vs free will in general. why do we do anything? are we truly in control of any of our decisions, or is it all simply reactions to stimuli outside of our control? if i sat down and split an alter because i thought 'hey you know what i should do? make up a new guy!' (ive never done this myself but it happens quite frequently as we are polyfragmented). i would call that intentional, but a clinical reading might suggest that was a result of stress we were under. it's hard to say whether i was in control or not, i suppose, but id like to believe i have some level of control over our own mind, at least, even if the wider world is outside my grasp.

it might seem backwards to remove trauma from the earlier A vs B hypothetical, but that's exactly why i did it. trauma as a signifier of action is a messy metric. if a soldier ends up with severe PTSD from the front, then comes home and commits murder, i think trying to imply their actions were out of their control and purely the result of trauma would not go over well. pretty much everyone ever has experienced some form of trauma. certainly the way the vast majority of children are raised is deeply traumatizing. i think in plural spaces "trauma" is used to mean the stereotypical experiences associated with such disorders, i.e. prolonged physical or sexual abuse. but these experiences do not always result in plurality, in fact most of the time they don't. around 1-5% of the population is estimated to have DID; statistically much of that percentage has likely not experienced these things. making them a prerequisite of plurality is wholly unhelpful, and will only serve to force people to discuss their own traumatic experiences to gain the status of "real" plurality.

in our case, multiple of my headmates dislike the term trauamgenic, as they don't wish to be defined by our traumatic past. like i mentioned, many of my headmates came into existence because they were created on purpose, not as a stress response but from positive emotions, the joy of creation and delight in plurality. i suppose in syscourse terms this would make us "mixed origin." but i simply don't understand the need for incessant categorization and labelling. we are us and you are you and all should exist as they please. that's what i think at least.

[artist-heart83]

First week of the smg4tober finished!

Decided to do every time the week is finished and show some concepts and the sketches from each day.

Day 1

You know I want to do something simple at first, but lol

This was the original sketch

But then I changed it for two reasons:

1. Struggling with the way Three would hold the remote and

2. I remember that Jub Jub got possessed by the remote, best solution ever

First time drawing some of these guys, but really love the ending result, it was worth it to stay up until 3 am

Day 2

This is like.. one of the first episodes that come to mind when I think in a favorite, I have a few more but this one have one of my favorite catch phrase: “Back by unpopular demand… ME!”

This day was meant to have an extra drawing, that was the reason why Four and Three got their hands stuck

It was this one (in the case culprit is bad written, shhhhh I was tired)

Due to time, I have to scrape it, but it help me a lot to make easy the next drawing

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Fun fact: Day 3, 4 and 5 were draw in my phone, just made a quick sketch in a note app that come in my phone and do the lineart and coloring on MediBang

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Day 3

Original idea was drawing all smgs, but due to me having to go to a little trip, I have to stop my ambition ass

I decided to draw SMG1 and SMG2 because of the fact that scrap the little doodle from the day before and because they’re my favorites and also to do my own designs

I have fun designing SMG1 clothes, it mostly inspired by @/nomono3 design (not tagging because haha I’m shy)

Day 4 and 5

Since I have to think on simple drawings due to my own limitations, maybe I would do this with the other characters or maybe not, let’s see

Mostly those drawing were the first time that my brain come with it, really fun the Mario one hahaha

Also like I said in tags, the “objection” was traced from the original because I couldn’t find one in good quality

Day 6

I was brainstorming on which au draw but then I realize how important Apprenticeship AU is for me that I didn’t think twice

Originally, the idea was drawing Exubus with Smg4 but then I couldn’t decide if I do that or just draw SMG5 and SMG6, so I make a quick poll on the server that I’m in and the guys win

Luckily, because I remember that I uploading these drawings on Twitter and then rethink the idea of making the drawing spoiler free hahaha

But hey, I like you, have the sketch of the initial idea

If you ask me how I felt doing all of these, it fun!

Still struggling drawing caps and I make my calculations and I have draw them like… 11 times or more

Boy next week have my favorite movie, favorite character and I have the opportunity to draw Niles hehehehe, I have the Revelations day sketch, I could show it but naaaah, see ya tomorrow

[couchcandy]

Psych x Community ??

I love psych and i love community so this vague concept of them existing in the same universe has been floating around in my head. 

The key connecting factor being the references to Shawn/Britta’s similarly eclectic off-screen pasts. They're close in age so I'm like okay - it would totally be possible for them to have known eachother/dated/whatever at some point before. 

psych aired from 2006 - 2014; Shawn born 1977

community aired from 2009 -2014; Britta born 1980

(Take these two quotes just as an example but it's referenced casually throughout both shows)

Britta’s Dad: I mean, every time we get too close, you run off. We sent you a birthday card to your apartment in New York, and the next week you’re setting fire to a Jamba Juice in San Jose.

Britta: How long is that gonna stick with me?

Britta’s Mom: Until arson is legal, sweetie.

Gus: Shawn, you’ve had fifty-seven jobs since we left high school.

Shawn: Yes I have. And they were all fun. But this one takes the cake.

Gus: Oh yeah? Better than the acupuncture clinic?

Shawn: I didn’t realize experience was necessary.

Gus: What about the summer you spent driving the weiner mobile?

Shawn: I did that for the hot dogs.

I think they fit somewhere in the ballpark of each other's types, both sluts(affectionate) and it makes sense for them to have crossed paths at some point during Britta's “anhercists” days. 

So that establishes a link between the groups, but what would it be like if they interacted? Take the arbitrary scenario; Shawn and Gus have gotten themselves and by extension the SBPD into another whacky shenanigan somehow who cares how i'm not writing this

I imagine initially everyone in the study group has a more or less positive impression of Shawn because he's charming, (with the notable exception of…you got it! Jeff)

JEFF

In typical jeff fashion is immediately threatened by Shawn because he has to be the coolestmostlikeabledude™ in the room at all times while simultaneously has to act like he doesn't care so he's quietly seething and - hey what's this new dude doing here making all my friends laugh that's my job! i must now make it my life's mission to prove this guys a fraud and reclaim my status no matter how much a fool i make of myself in the process (a la: advanced documentary filmmaking)

BRITTA

Normal standard “hey old friend” situation, remember when we *insane thing involving multiple felonies and property destruction* haha anyway let me introduce you to my friends - 

ANNIE

immediate skepticism that Shawn is able to sidestep pretty quickly by being charming/flirty (NOT in a gross way *hisses at the jeffannie shippers*) Her reaction being like when the dean “swaps bodies with jeff” or after abed’s don draper impression.

ABED

Knows Shawn isn't really psychic but goes along with it/doesn’t point out that Shawn’s hyper observant because he's invested in watching the psychic/cop show formula play out. He would! and I would too!

(quote from 5x03 Basic Intergluteal Numismatics):

Abed Nadir: [Pretending to read the crime scenes as a psychic] I see a man... using a social disorder as a procedural device. Wait, wait, wait, I see another man. Mildly autistic super detectives everywhere.

TROY

Obligatory: “you’re wrinkling my brain right now” and just general fascination, awe, and wonderment. Asks Shawn to tell him his future

SHIRLEY

Immediate judgment on Shawn's practices not being christian enough for her standards, but easily swayed to liking him once he picks up on something and comments on her ex husband being an idiot to lose her or something

PEIRCE

Does his peirce thing and tries to seem impressive and fails, something level five laser lotus blah blah - u get it thats enough on him 

THE DEAN

Is facilitating the psych crew being there because it might bring in good press for greendale and he def does the hand on shoulder thing when he meets him you know the one - omg and totally is into Lassiter furrowed brows “im packing heat” Carlton, please. – lassie is Not Amused™ 

CHANG

This depends on what point in community canon this interaction takes place because season 1 chang would prob be normal(for him), but like season 5 Chang would do/say something so insane and so chang that i can't even come up with it

As for our psych guys, Gus points out how weird and fucked up and bizarre Greendale is meanwhile Shawn is LIVING for it - signs them up for the Dean’s PA announcements class, and “Gus! buddy! I hope you don't mind. I used your credit card to sign us up for The History of Ice Cream. Come on, it starts in 20 minutes ! :D” Gus: “Shawn! >:0”

Lassie would just nonstop point out all the health and safety violations- he doesn't want to be here- calls a lot of people hippies, generally grumpy demeanor and we love him for it.

Starburns terribly hits on Jules - gets rejected, proceeds to try and sell her drugs - gets arrested.

[booksrbetterthanpeople]

I just randomly started thinking of Good Burger, so here’s some incorrect quotes

Louis: I want you to bail on Miraculous Burger. You make your sauce for Louis.

Nathaniel: Who's Louis?

Louis: I'm Louis.

Nathaniel: I'm Nathaniel.

Louis: I'm aware!

Nathaniel: You said you were Louis.

—

Luka: I don't even remember what my dad looks like.

Adrien: I don't remember what my dad looks like either, but at least I get to see him everyday.

—

Chloé: Haven't I seen you somewhere before?

Alya: Ever been to Australia?

Chloé: No.

Alya: Me neither.

—

Nino: I'm a dude! He's a dude! She's a dude! 'Cause we're all dudes!

—

Max: Hey, man, about the contract, why don't we just forget about it? *Rips contract in half*

Nino: You don't wanna be partners?

Max: No, see-

Nino: Is it because I'm black?

—

Louis: From now on your life is Mondo Burger. You can forget about your friends, you can forget about your family... because Louis is now your mother and your father.

Cosette: *whispering to female co-worker* Louis must look awfully strange naked.

—

Denise: Man, I can't believe Louis fired me from Mondo Burger. I mean, he yelled at me, then he insulted me. He made fun of me.

Adrien: Boy, you must really suck.

Denise: See right about now I'd slap you in your head but I'm not sure if your brain would understand the concept of pain.

—

Lacey: Check it, Jean, it's the Mondo Idiot!

Jean: Oh, nice to meet you, Mondo Idiot, I'm Jean.

Louis: Well, Jean, you better watch your butt man!

Jean: Okay. *Tries and ends up spinning around and around* I give up. There's no way a guy can watch his own butt.

—

Nora: Little man, I ordered tomatoes on this Miraculous Burger, and I don't see no tomatoes!

Ismael: Well, hang on... *pulls a couple of tomato slices out of his pocket, and slaps them on Nora’s burger* There! Consider yourself tomatoed!

Nora: You're not like other people are you?

Ismael: Nope.

—

Adrien: And that's Myléne, she's a veterinarian.

Myléne: Vegetarian.

Adrien: That means she doesn't eat fur.

Myléne: I won't wear fur, I don't eat meat.

—

Austin T: Would you like to have dinner tomorrow night?

Jean: I like to have dinner every night.

—

Adrien: I thought that if I took the can, there was a good chance that I'd get caught, but even if I did get the Trilampathol to the proper authorities, Louis would hire some powerful attornies who would dispute any charges brought against him or Mondo Burger by manipulating the legal system and the way France’s court system is congested these days, it would take months to convict him of anything. So I thought I'd take matters into my own hands and dump the Trilampathol into the meat supply, making Mondo Burger a victim of its own foul play.

Luka: You thought all that?

Adrien: Yeah. I'm not stupid.

—

Alya: I could've sworn I've seen you somewhere before.

Adrien: Maybe I'm someone famous like a baseball player or a pretty nurse.

Alya: What? What are you talking about?

Adrien: Okay, I give up. Who am I?

Alya: I don't know who you are or where I've seen you before or why you think you're an attractive nurse.

—

Kim: Look! I'm Grape Nose Boy! Bloobity Bloobity Bloobity Bloobity

Max: Stop that.

Kim: Bloobity Bloobity Bloobity Bloobity Bloobity Bloobity Bloobity

Max: Would you stop?

Kim: Bloobity Bloobity Bloobity Bloobity Bloobity Bloobity Bloobity

Max: *Laughing* That ain't funny!

Kim: Bloobity Bloobity Bloobity Bloobity... Made ya laugh!

—

Customer: Excuse me? Look, I ordered one Miraculous Burger with nothing on it.

Rose: That's what I gave you.

Customer: No! You gave me a bun. Just a bun! Look! There's no meat in here.

Rose: But you said you wanted nothing on it.

Customer: Yes, but I expected a meat patty!

Rose: Look, a meat patty is something. You said "nothing". Marc, is a meat patty something or nothing?

Marc: Uh, something?

Rose: I win!

Customer: That's it! I am reporting your name to the manager!

Rose: The manager already knows my name.

Customer: *while throwing the bun down* And I'll see you in Hell! *Leaves*

Rose: Okay! See you there!

—

Marc: Welcome to Miraculous Burger. Home of the Miraculous Burger. Can I take your order?

Construction Worker: Well, it's about time. Can I get 2 Miraculous Burgers?

Marc: Oh, I'm sorry. I have to go get them. Customers aren't allowed in back.

Construction Worker: *irritated* Just give me 2 Miraculous Burgers!

Marc: Sir, I can't just give you two Miraculous Burgers. You have to pay for 'em!

Construction Worker: Forget it!

—

Louis: Can I give you a lift, Kim?

Kim: Gee, I don't know dude. I weigh about 150.

—

Zoé: You are so hot.

Cosette: Oh, well, I often sweat at work.

[squirrelwrangler]

Re: your recent post about WoT - if I am not someone who is well versed in mythology (Arthurian, Norse, Vedic, any other mythos the series references), will that significantly impact my ability to understand and enjoy the series? How much context/foreshadowing will I lose? Is there a resource I could turn to that can identify these references that would go over my head without significantly spoiling the plot?

I call them Easter Eggs because that's the fandom term for them. They're very very rarely really plot important in anyway that would meaningfully impact the reading or watching, at least to my biased opinion, but also I was familiar going into the series with some but not all of the references and as a book reader who frequently lurked in the forums and theory crafting sites of the early 2000s, I don't know what online references are both currently up-to-date and have non-spoilery sections. I think on Youtube Unraveling the Pattern is pointed to as the lore series that does the most non-spoiler/newbie-friendly breakdowns.

But to give you a hint- for Arthuriana, as long as you know Excalibur as a magic sword concept, then as a fantasy fan you won't be surprised that there's a magic sword showing up at all in the series and if you squint the name sounds like Excalibur. Or knowing that "Galad, Elayne, Nynaeve, Gawyn, Camelyn, Tigraine" all are very similar to names from Arthuriana: Galahad, Gawain, Nimue/Ninianne( aka Lady of the Lake), Elaine, Camelot, Igraine. Which for those examples, only a few of them really have any relevance on their plot or hints of prophecy conclusions (and some are red herrings meant to trip up fans who do know the reference and thus make them guess wrong), but all those names come from places or characters in the country of Andor, which has the strongest concentration of Elizabethan English flavor to the world-building, so the vibe that the reader (or show watcher) gets is "Ah, this is the English and King Arthur place". So you start looking for Round Table or Avalon or Merlin (and maybe find one or two of those. Maybe.)

For instance- Perrin's name is an allusion to Slavic mythology, the chief god Perun, who controls weather - especially storms and thunder, also war (famously an axe), and oak trees. But that reference to Slavic mythology isn't widely known; I certainly didn't know about it while reading the books until I went online. But, thanks to the Indo-European shared roots, what I did notice was "hey this vaguely reminds me of Thor. And like, a little bit Zeus, but also Hephaestus." So when Perrin has some heavy symbolism attached to both a hammer and an axe, and the dichotomy of the blacksmith versus the warrior, the connection via his supporting cast to trees ... it congeals in the back of my brain that even if I don't know exactly what Easter Egg I might be catching, I don't need to know Perun to like Perrin and be comfortingly familiar. So even though Rand is the character with the last name al'Thor, I knew that reference was the red herring. Perrin was my Thor guy, and I knew to expect that Perrin would forge himself a magic hammer that would have a name that sounds like Mjolnir at some point in the series. (This is technically a late series spoiler, but it's so heavily foreshadowed, and thanks to the MCU I think most people know about Thor's hammer by now).

For real-world references, those can be even more heavily disguised. the most famous one is at some point a character comes across an object that 'feels like greed' that is actually the logo bit of metal on a fancy sports car- a BMW or Lexus or something like that - I don't even remember which car brand it was supposed to be. So, yeah, anon, that tells you just how important some of the Easter Eggs are and how missing them didn't impact my enjoyment.

The costuming (and casting) for the TV show does a great and yet subtle job of hinting that the world is post-apocalyptic and far far far in our future. The glimpses of clothing from 3,000 years ago looks almost but not quite like our modern clothing with only a little hint of SF, and the present day 'fantasy' clothing still has touches of modernity. Plus the diversity of everyone, aside from pissing off racists, also helps to sell that thousands of years ago everyone had intercontinental travel and trade and people moved around and the globe was connected- so that of course when the Breaking of the World happened thanks to half of the magical society going murderously crazy against their will (some of the saddest backstory hints from that time period are the male wizards and their friends trying to hold back against this madness as long as they could trying to save pieces), people are stranded regardless of origin, so rarely is there an initial starting ethnic hegemony. And, again with the reference hints you don't need to catch to still enjoy, each of the various countries and cultures in the Wheel of Time that exist in the present day series is inspired by or drawing on usually at least two different history cultures or places. For instance, the nation of Cairhein is modeled off a blend of 17th and 18th century France, especially the court of Louis XIV the Sun King, but also Heian era Japan. And when you see it in the show, the outfits and the furniture and the general vibes have those hints.

Or the Tuatha'an, a group you meet in the first book/first season. They're called the Traveling People and the Tinkers, known for nomadic lifestyle and being shunned by others, but also for their colorful clothing and wagons, love of song and dance, and that they are staunch pacifists. So, from the name, it sounds like the Tuatha De Danann of Irish mythology which you might know especially if you were big into faeries as a kid. But culturally they sound familiar to the real world Irish Travelers and the Roma and also the pacifism of people who follow Jainism. They -and their Way of the Leaf- are their own thing, so you don't need to know the nods and inspirations.

[bluepoodle7]

#Shezow #ThinkingAboutReviewingEachEpisode #ColdFinger #Sheviews #MyThoughts

(Images and video not mine but links are there.)

Episode 1 Part 2 Coldfinger

I really like the title cards this show has and they remind me of The Fairly Odd Parents title cards.

Buttwipe really be like a kid friendly parody version of this show though.

Jackass (franchise) - Wikipedia

I guess the Senor Blowtadas Spicy Hot Chipadillas are like if Doritos and Takis collaborated together.

I like it that Maz was like I'm glad those old folks didn't get hurt by our marble trick and Guy was like that's cool we got those old folks doing a cheerleader pyramid trick.

I know where Guy's priorities are.

Apparently there is a one day Shezow comic con which is interesting.

Also the poster has the new Shezow plastered everywhere which is strange.

I wonder who took these images of Shezow to make these?

Because in the pilot episode Shezow was in the Shehicle with Kelly and accidently crash into the  Pushy Pirate Posse's pirate ship to "defeat them".

Also guy was just about to walk away from his responsibilities but his sister is the president so she had to push him in gear.

Also Guy is spooked of bugs.

This is the I suck at answering question so here is a listening device that will mess up when you need it the most episode.

Here we go.

Guy is slowing getting progressive. Like the "Come to papa." and Maz is like "Don't you mean mama?" And Guy is like "Depends on what I'm wearing." 13:58-14:06

I strangely remember that line from when I first watched this show.

We finally get to see Coldfinger and I really like his design especially his ice wolverine claws he can do.

He already makes ice puns right out the gate.

He was the past president of the Shezow fan club before Kelly replaced him.

He was late on his dues and I would love to know what that means.

I would like to know more about his past.

Like was he born a ice person or science made him that way?

Also seems like him and his mom have a ice company business. Good thing they are set up shop in Megadale.

He is way older than Guy but the wiki says he's 17 but I thought he was 14 when I first saw him but I'm not sure.

His real name is Timmy and he has that Big Bang Theory Mom talks off screen joke.

He loves cold cuts but I wonder it's the meat kind or just cut up ice?

Cold Finger is a parody of Gold Finger from 007.

He really is the Shezow version of  Brain Freezer from Johnny Test.

Cold Finger (Character) | SheZow Wiki | Fandom

Brain Freezer | Johnny Test Wiki | Fandom

Someone on youtube said this Coldfinger face should be a meme at 19:40 but it reminds me of Professor Oak's and Imposter Professor Oak's face.

Pokemon Role-Play - Kanto: Professor Oak's (please come here before you start your adventure) Showing 1-15 of 15 (goodreads.com)

Impostor Professor Oak Concepts - Giant Bomb

Hey we get Maz's first costume Meatier Man and he's got the Lady Gaga meat outfit going on that attracts not only smell but all the dogs in the tri state area.

I feel bad for Cold Finger (Timmy) he just wanted to ask his question but was interrupted and skipped over.

He probably wouldn't have attacked if you just let the man tell his question Kelly.

The "We're just friends." line at 17:31. I wonder what that question was about?

My guess is for Tara.

My favorite scene. 18:07-18:13

I like it how Maz just walks up on the fight to tell Guy that they won the contest.

That's pretty rude.

Also the title card image pose returns at 18:31.

Cold Finger can summon snow people which is pretty cool but I guess this might be the last time we see them.

I like it that Cold Finger was like um actually Shezow doesn't have a sidekick.

He says "That's what he smells like." To the number two joke then says "You're dead meat pork chop." as he just pokes Maz.

Finally Guy uses his laser lipstick on non humanoid enemies which is cool.

I feel sorry for the snow people but Shezow called Cold Finger a snowflake.

Then the show finally explains the hair messing up mechanic that Shezow loses all powers.

19:52-20:03

Then later telling the solution later.

20:11-20:14

We almost lost Shezow if Shelia wasn't there to tell him.

Also if his ice claws break it hurts him. Interesting.

My favorite poses.

20:21-20:24

The show just put a beating up the bad guy montage with a heavy handed super she slap like a final smash to end the fight.

Shezow says "Mine's bigger. What to play patty cake ice man?" This is after Cold Finger looks at his hands.

While causing property damage when she slapping him into the parking lot then Cold Finger makes a ice pun by himself with no on around.

20:44-20:51

I like it that Cold Finger is like going full nature then is like ooh ice cream person is here.

I like it that Maz can do a fake man's voice like he's from looney tunes and even doing a food version of a hot foot joke that cartoons do.

That blew my mind that was Maz because his silhouette was the meat costume.

21:20-21:22

I like it that Cold Finger didn't ask how much the ice cream was or even check what he just ate.

Then later checked then melted.

I guess he was born frozen.

They forgot to unfreeze Kelly and at the end she shows up drenched and if the show wasn't 22 minutes then they would have did that we forgot something joke with Kelly still frozen today or would have had Maz save her off screen.

At the end guy says a ice pun to Kelly then it just ends.

This show talks about the change mechanic where it's the danger sense that can change him or "You Go Girl" changes him then "She Yeah" changes him back.

22:42-23:16

I give this a 8/10.

SheZow S01E01 SheZow Happens & Coldfinger - YouTube

[serendertothesquad]

Seren's Studies: Odd Squad UK -- "Agent Overhill's Last Day" Episode Followup, Part 1

The One That Got Away On Agent Overhill's Last Day.

Hey, it's a bit wordy, but they could fit it on the folder if they tried! Plus it rhymes!

Well, anyway. We're nearing the end, folks. Shame it only lasted for less than a month, but hopefully kids and parents alike will view episodes enough times to where it will get greenlit for a Season 2/Season 5. With more episodes. More better-written episodes. Please.

Let's get down below the break for another episode featuring a one-shot. Because in 12 episodes, we have enough room for a one-shotter episode.

Heeeeeeey, Athena's back!

...I mean look, so long as it isn't Omar or Tasha, I think we're good.

*slow blink in "memory loss not a thing in the oddverse?"*

AND FUCKIN' SPEAKIN' OF MEMORY LOSS.

"No, I don't want to cure dementia, or Alzheimer's! I want to make people remember how to ride bikes!"

It's like having a cure for cancer in the palm of your hands and using it for the most trivial shit imaginable. (And if you get that reference, brava to you.)

Well hey, at least he's on grassy terrain and has protective gear on. So, y'know...there's that.

Brain fart happening right now, but I could have sworn there was a gag just like this alrea- oh.

Now I remember, it was in "Who is Agent Otis?"

And funny enough, it was Oprah who needed help with the pickle jar AND SON OF A BITCH SOMEONE BROUGHT THAT SHIT UP IN THE WRITERS ROOM HUH.

(That aside, though, does...does the organization manufacture their own pickles? It's not Shmumbers or some UK-equivalent branding?)

Ahhhh Captain O, they could never make me hate you.

It's like she gave Orwell the jar knowing she went through strength training and that son of a gun can't open it!

See, it's funny because we already got "Villain X" in the form of Xavier and Xena. This guy is just proudly declaring he's a villain and doesn't work for Odd Squad.

Yeeeeeah, I dunno, guy...those just look like pictures of sunglasses.

On a side note, you guys think a villain could use Photoshop to say "I caused oddness" when they didn't do anything? If they were really that dumb enough, I bet they could. (I mean, if my dumb ass took a Photoshop class in high school and got a passing grade...)

Okay, that's...uh...an impressive display of lapels. Did she spend time in every department or are they like Sunny Starscout's G4 character pins and mean nothing?

See, where this franchise tends to fail to draw the line is distinguishing odd things from odd people.

Solving oddness is arguably easier than catching odd villains. They are mutually exclusive because it's symbiotic, but to a certain degree.

Orwell here seems to think that, since Overhill solved odd things, she can catch an odd villain. Perhaps not so, but I'll let status quo bring the gavel down on that.

"I wish I had your positivity."

He's supposed to be a stoic man. And you can have positivity with a stoic man, but this just makes me wonder how the season would change if Orwell were a sourpuss with a stoic voice.

Man, it's like this season just threw the entire fucking concept of departments out the fucking window, huh?

I mean, it's nice we're getting Orwell focus...but Ocean and Oona were paired together and they aren't partners because, if I remember correctly, Oprah never referred to them as partners.

Again, I will reiterate: when Oprah does this, it's impactful. It has bite, because she's a ball of anger in the body of a child.

When Captain O does this, it has no bite because she is not a ball of anger in the body of a child; she is a ball of sass in the body of a child.

Be reminded that this is the second time they have pried traits out of Oprah and plopped them into similar characters like it means anything. At least with Captain O, it fits more than Orpita...

AGEHA HIJIRI'S PRESENCE LIVES O- oh. No, wait, that was last year...

KOMUGI INUKAI'S PRESENCE LIVES ON!!!!

You don't send a dumb child to do a smart child's job, Captain O. That's just basic common sense.

(I would make a Cracker Barrel crack here, but I don't think they have those in the UK.)

Okay, to be fair, that's more threatening than sunglasses.

Big-ass mosquitos, though, would be a bigger threat.

YEEEEEEEAH BOMB THAT MASTER HILL MARTY MCFLY WILLIAMS. BOMB IT REAL GOOD, GO FAST, CATCH VILLAIN X!!!

No, no, honey, the bigger question is why you're wearing a robe with a hood on it. Here in America that's robber wear!

No...no, Seren, don't make the yuri joke...no don't...no...

...FFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK IT.

This joke would have been better if he made a joke about how his wife left him for something odd...y'know, like a bunny...

But alas, this is a PBS Kids show where Valentine's Day is 100% strictly platonic.

"...Orli, why are we here?"

"Our contracts say we have to have at least 30 seconds of screentime per episode."

"And we're spending it playing table football?"

"Look, you don't have a Boys and Girls Club here, so I have to make do!"

Charlie Change sounds more like the name of a money-based villain than that of a shapeshifting one.

But y'know...in 12 episodes, do you really want them to go into the financial logistics of this universe?

Okay, first of all, do either of you even fuckin' lift?

And second of all, you two need to be on both sides. And preferably have two more people helping you. TF do you think you're gonna accomplish if you're both on one side, bashing his head into the cement floor?

Ohhhhh and he's got vaporizing powers so he's speeeeeeechuuuuuuuuuuuuuu- yo me into the fucking ocean.

At least this lady's more properly dressed for the outdoors.

The way I fuckin' cackled at Orwell's "Oh, come on!" here.

Look, the man has a limp and uses a scooter as an assistive mobility device. You can't hate him.

Man, I do so love they're dropping all this stuff about this agent we've never heard of before and will never hear of again.

...Okay, the dollhouse furniture-making hobby is cute, I'll admit, BUT STILL-

Osgood, what the fuck did you think would happen? You're throwin' yourself into a volcano here!

woman doesn't get what villain x is saying

she's wearing a hoodie with hourglasses on it

Check yourself, honey.

(On to Part 2!)