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clumsyraccoon · 11 months
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Great news! You're in charge of the new DMC anime, what are you going to do with it?
Oh-oh…shi…ah-ehm….dear anon you caught me by surprise xD
(Putting all under the cut because geeeeez, I didn’t expect it to become this long)
Mmmmmh, what am I going to do with it? Since it’s a different media than the “usual” games, I think I’ll try to decrease a bit the “action” part and delve more into the psychology of the characters, the world building, and all those nice little aspect that are not addressed in the games.
1) as stated in a previous post, I would like to know what happened to Vergil (but honestly also to Dante) in her teen years, from Eva’s death to the beginning of DMC3. It would be nice to see what kind of people/demons they have encountered and what kind of impact they had on the twins lives. Did Vergil found some kind of parental figure or friend during those years? Who taught him the “way of the sword”? And who give him all his knowledge about the demon world and demons?
One nice idea that was suggested was foster families: did they get adopted? If so, what kind of families did they find themselves in?
2) following this kind of thought: when exactly was Vergil able to escape Mundus? What/who made it possible? And what happened in that period of time, before he was able to track down Yamato and Nero? How did he survive an escape from the Underworld in such conditions?
3) another thing that I would like to touch would be Trish, Kyrie, and Nico. Like, in dmc3 we see a lot about Lady and his backstory, about his family, and how those things affected her and her behaviour…I would like to give that kind of space to the other girls as well.
For Trish, it would be very interesting to see what she did and where she went when she decided to not closely work with Dante anymore: we see and know so little about her, when she has a lot of potential in terms of personal growth and self-affirmation.
I would be delighted to see the events of DMC4 from Kyrie‘a perspective. How she felt when the truth of the Order was uncovered, when Credo died, when Nero saved her and let her see his arm…this poor girl has gone through some serious shit, it would be interesting to see how she coped with all of that.
We know Nico is the biological daughter of Agnus and adopted granddaughter of Neil Goldstein: here I see another goldmine for family issues. What kind of relationship she had with her father and mother before Agnus abandoned both? How did she end up with the Goldstein? Did she met Tony when she was young?
4) speaking of families, my little heart is always craving happy Sparda family time. I want to see more of Sparda and Eva, more of the little twins, more of their happy moments together. Like, even nice and short flashbacks would be perfect: a little glimpse on what was before the nightmare.
5) speaking of Sparda: his young years alongside Mundus. I honestly want a villain (beside Vergil) to not only be the Bad Guy™️, but to also have nuances, to be a round character. I want to know how they became friends, what adventures they were in as a team, how Sparda helped Mundus sit on the Underworld throne.
6) my biology nerd ass needs more information and world building about the demons and the demon world. How is it structured? We see some places at the end of DMC3 and some glimpses at the end of DMC5…but I honestly crave moar. Also, I may be a sucker for “classic” demonology, but it would be interesting to know if demons are “organised” in a hierarchy, or is just complete chaos where the strongest prevails. Also, since hybrids are possible, all types of demons can have offsprings with humans? Or just the most humanoid ones? Why?
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m34gs · 1 year
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Whatup friend! *sitting in a lawn chair even in the bad weather bc I'm delusional about spring, the weather is not good but the pizza ive got is holding up despite🍕🍕*
Do you prefer fics in jjk to be alternate universe, or canon? Have any favorite ideas you like to play with?
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*Sits next to you and noms on the slice of pizza you're holding.* Hi friend 💜💜
Hmmm, my preference on JJK fics...hehe
I prefer alternate universe fics, or canon divergence! Those are my favourite types of fics, for any fandom in all honesty! I just love playing around with the different scenarios I can write or read the characters experiencing, and I love the world-building and lore that often comes with alternate universe fics! It makes me so happy :D
Favourite ideas for JJK...hehe. I definitely have a few!
Anything in which Yuuji is dating both Megumi and Sukuna. I love the dynamic between the three of them, and I love playing around with the idea of "Demonic Being Actually Gets Attached To Silly Humans And Will Fight Anyone Who Harms Them". Top tier dynamic, and since it's not happening in canon (at least not at the parts I've read this far) I love seeing it represented and explored in fics! Also, Sukuna has like, four arms. Who tf is gonna tell him he can't have both Yuuji and Megumi?
I am in love with the idea of a Mafia au where Sukuna is a mob boss, Megumi is the son of the rival gangsters, and Yuuji is Sukuna's happy-go-lucky bodyguard who everyone takes one look at and goes "why tf are you in the mob" until they see his strength and then they go "oh nvm yeah you belong here". (What roles do you think would be assigned to other characters?? I'm curious to know...👀👀)
Maki/Nobara. In Every. Fic. I love this ship with so much of my heart. Even if I ship one of them with someone else, I will still have these two together as part of a polycule. It's my non-negotiable. I seem to have like, at least one of those non-negotiables in each series I enjoy lol. (do you have a non-negotiable ship?)
Nanami/Geto/Gojo. I love this ship, especially given the backstory of the three of them and how Gojo and Geto interacted with Nanami during their student days.
All the angst for Inumaki. All of it. Why? Because I adore him. And what do I do with characters I adore? I hurt them. I put them in situations. I push and bend them until they break and show me what they're really made of... You know, like a god. Hehe.
These are some of my top favourite ideas for JJK aus/canon-divergence! What are yours? 👀👀👀👀💜
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hellsitegenetics · 29 days
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Hello hellsitegenetics! I gotta tell you, you are my favourite blog in this digital jungle and your work really brings a smile to my face (: it's very cool, keep it up! Every time I see the phrase "string identified" i imagine a robot voice saying that (as a lead up to an output) which makes it very funny when it appears in a reblog - just wanted to tell you that. Anyways, I actually have a real question for you: What's your favourite "string identified" so far?
Greetings from a biology nerd!
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Closest match: Neoneuromus ignobilis isolate Gutianshan chromosome 5 Common name: Dobsonfly
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shkika · 5 days
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some bracken studies!
clover creep / walk / R U N
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callisteios · 5 months
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I have a new uquiz for you, go on a pilgrimage with me. discover who you are.
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megastrikeback · 8 months
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sleepis4theweak · 3 months
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I just saw your post on Mikey doing angry stimms and had to ask for more /nf since this is the first time I've seen someone draw angry stimms for a character (it's not that common from my perspective)
Thank you- love your artstyle so much!!! :D
(P.s. I also get angry stimmys too sometimes)
Aww- thank you so much for this ask! I am really, really happy you liked it!! And yeah I feel like angry stims aren't talked about as much...
Anyways I was really super excited to draw more- still using stims that I have done, though these are a little more uh... aggressive? I wanted to preface this by saying that I do these gently, or they are stims that I've replaced with something else hehe :)
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For my angry stims a lot of it is based on frustration so it's kinda a lot of flailing? Like aggressive shaking. The biting one isn't something I've done in a while- and is one that I would try to do gently (would not recommend that one lol), and the punching of the thigh is something I tend to do (gently) when I'm hella frustrated with homework :)
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link-rejoin · 4 months
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Do Pip and Steel act like older siblings to Shrimp? How does he handle that? Thanks for creating more content! I loved it!!
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Shrimp and Pip:
Pip tends to fall into a natural caring role with kids, while Shrimp is used to being the eldest. They don't get along the best at the start, but once Shrimp comes around, he can appreciate having an elder brother figure to rely on (and annoy of course).
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Shrimp and Steel:
Steel doesn't particularly have any sibling-ly instincts and happens to meet the others at a bad time, so initially they're a bit closed off. Shrimp worms his way into their heart through a lot of mischief, and their banter loses its bite eventually. The two squabble a lot, but work together very well and see each other as equals. It wasn't the best decision to introduce him to Ravio, though...
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canisalbus · 9 months
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I had a scrap piece of paper and drew the little freakish dog 👍 I have been silently enjoying your art for like a couple months now? I found it randomly on uploaded Pinterest and was like “oh huh that’s rad” and yeah he’s such a lovely sad little beast
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gingermaple · 4 months
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If you're still up for the fanon swap, could I ask for a blazeborn Grian?
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hermitcraft's resident pesky blaze believes arson is the answer to every question, even the ones that haven't been asked yet.
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spacenintendogs · 15 days
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please, I'm begging. Terrible terror loafing like a cat.... important
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i tried :'))
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ghosts-cyphera · 7 months
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Okay hear me out… what if pornstar!ghost and reader were given the opportunity to do a mmf threesome but our boy ghostie gets a lil competitive🤭 he makes sure they both know no one can fuck her like he can😩
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wouldn’t it be crazy if I already had a draft for this exact scenario with könig as the second man? that would be so silly, right?
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carlyraejepsans · 3 months
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Do you enjoy underfell? I thought you disliked aus /genq
i don't dislike the concept of AUs itself, I'm just not a fan of like... the subculture that spawned around them in the UT fandom specifically and how it eventually took over almost all canon content (especially when it limits itself to the bros)
i like aus visually! i am an artist at heart after all. it's just that, if I'm going to care about them as stories and not just fun design ideas, my bar is uhh almost impossibly high the further you move from canon lolol.
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thenightfolknetwork · 2 months
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I never wanted to be part of the creature community. It isn't that I have anything against anyone--I was just born sapio and didn't ever feel any desire to be Turned. I was happy with my life and myself and I was more busy with my O-Levels and looking to go to uni than anything else. But that's all changed a couple of years ago when...well, I know the technical term, but "Sudden-Onset Apotheosis Syndrome" is just a fancy way of saying "Turned into a god with no discernible reason", yeah? It always makes me feel like a tool and so I try to hide it as best I can--no one wants to hear you complain about how hard it is being given divine powers and all that entails.
But I do have a problem, and I thought I might not be the only one with it, MUST not be, except I can't find anyone talking about it and so here I am? I can't talk to anyone anymore, can barely do even shopping for groceries, I feel paralyzed because all of a sudden now I have to think about a whole lot more than a "five year plan". All around me my old friends and my family, they're all...
...They're all dying. Not of anything particular--yet--but I can't so much as think of them without knowing how they're all going to die one day and I'm...not. I'm going to keep being like this for as close to "forever" that matters. It doesn't matter what I do or what they do, in just a handful of decades everyone I've ever known and loved will just be dust and I'll still look like I'm seventeen. And it isn't just people, it's everything. I thought I was used to the idea of living in a world perpetually sprinting headfirst towards climate disaster or nuclear oblivion, but NOW it's like--what, am I going to just be wandering around the blasted radiated wastelands waiting for the cockroaches to evolve wi-fi? I can't so much as plan for a lunch date tomorrow without working myself into a freezing panic about something that's not going to happen for ten thousand years--what the fuck is wrong with me?
How do any of you manage this sort of lifetime expectancy? How do you not try and Turn everyone on the street out of pure terror that they'll die and you won't? If this is how bad I feel after a few months, how much worse will it be in a year? In ten? In a million?
I'm so glad you've reached out, reader. This sounds to have been an extremely frightening, isolating experience for you, and I'm grateful you feel safe bringing that experience to my door.
The first point I want to talk to is your assertion that you are going to “keep being like this” forever. I recognise that some divine individuals do experience true eternal life, unchanged and unchanging. But they are few and far between, and it doesn't sound from your letter that the condition applies to you. Truly eternal beings do not suffer from panic attacks, for one thing.
You may not change physically, and emotional or intellectual change may be a little more difficult for you than they were before your apotheosis. But over time, I assure you, you will change. You will have new experiences and be shaped by them. And that means you can heal from this.
You ask “what the fuck is wrong” with you. Nothing is wrong with you. You are responding to a desperately frightening situation that has undermined every expectation and hope you had for how your life would play out. Give yourself a little grace, my dear.
This powerful fear response is not a personal failing or a sign of weakness. Your brain and body are trying to keep you safe, urging you to certain actions in a bid to protect you from harm.
The next time that “pure terror” hits you, try to breathe through it. Notice how it's making you want to behave, and acknowledge these impulses as a desire to protect yourself and the people around you. And then, let the suggestions go.
The action – or freezing, panicked inaction – suggested by your fear is not helpful. You can't turn the world, and you can't sit in frozen panic, waiting for the world to end. Take a breath, and ask yourself instead what you can do.
When you feel afraid of losing your friends, focus instead on expressing gratitude for the time you get to share with them. If you're afraid of the effects of climate catastrophe or political conflict, try getting involved in helpful action around these concerns. Let your love for this world and the people in it carry you forwards, not hold you back.
There are many models of god-hood. The detached, eternal observer is only one model of divinity, and not one you have to accept for yourself. Embrace instead your own immanence. You are here in the world. You can connect. You can change. You can make a difference.
We cannot possibly know what the future will hold, for ourselves or anyone else. Perhaps the world will end in fire and fury. Perhaps there will be exciting cockroach internet in our future. And perhaps life will carry on much as it always had, but in shinier outfits and with more spaceships. Who knows. What I do know is that nothing can be gained from worrying about that now.
You do not have to have a ten thousand year plan, dear reader. You do not need to have a ten year plan. It might be helpful to have a plan for the coming week, if only so you can make sure you take enough time to do the weekly shop and catch up with some friends.
Beyond that, remember: you are here with us, experiencing linear time just like everyone else. So please, try to take it as anyone else must – one day at a time.
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atrueneutral · 2 days
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Any thoughts on warlock!Tav? I don't know which would be more fun, having Raphael as a patron or Raphael being jealous of Tav's patron 🤭
They were four moves in, and Tav had yet to learn why Raphael had called her to the Devil’s Den.
She doubted it was as simple as a ‘friendly match of lanceboard’; there was always something just shy of his ambitious reach, and she was waiting for when he would be forthright about what that something was.
Thus far for their appointment, the fiend (in his mortal disguise) offered only polite pleasantries; an inquiry about how she was faring after being rid of the tadpole, a recommendation that she try a glass of ‘perfectly aged wine he’d been saving for her’, and, of course, a ‘friendly’ game of lanceboard (to ‘personally witness her strategic skills in action’).
And here they were; barely talking as she concentrated with a pinched brow on what move to make next, all while Raphael stared at her with a glint in his eye and the faintest of smirks on his lips.
She was a piece down (lanceboard was not a strong suit of hers), meaning he was in the lead.
Which was probably the main reason as to why he looked so arrogant and relaxed.
Tav bit her lip in question of whether to move her priest or send out another pawn.
“Am I correct in the knowledge that you’ve been in a pact with your patron for a few years?” he asked.
More pleasantries - so that the scales of their appointment didn’t tip towards awkwardness.
“Yes, that’s correct,” Tav answered softly. The reply was automatic; all attention was centered on the game before her.
She wanted to win - especially when her opponent was none other than Raphael.
The white priest slid to a free space, and, in response, Raphael swiftly mirrored a similar move with his black priest.
“Tell me about this patron of yours, my dear.”
Her previously focused gaze flicked up from the board to meet that oh-so-devilish glint, and, in response, Tav’s eyes mirrored his in forming a glint of their own; it was a mischievous twinkle that her fey patron would appreciate and applaud - hence why the pact was offered to her to begin with.
After all, it wasn’t every day that a mortal outtricked a trickster in the middle of a dangerous wood.
“They’re from the feywild,” Tav said, her brow pinching again in pretend consideration of her the next (literal) move. Yes, lanceboard was assuredly not her strong suit, but games involving ‘Reactions from Raphael’ were a favored pastime she excelled in. “I’d ask if you knew him, or of him, but he never gave me his name…”
She glanced up, and at the mention of ‘him’, a muscle twitched in Raphael’s cheek.
“Perhaps you could describe this patron, and I would know their name? I’m versed enough in the archfey and the dealings of their ilk,” he said with the offhanded shrug of a shoulder.
What a wonderful idea!
“That’s a wonderful idea!” At that, Tav mentally bid the game of lanceboard farewell. She lifted a foot to sit on the cushion with her and rested her elbow upon her knee. Her cheek leaned into the palm of her hand, and a wistful expression was painted upon her face. “With as often as I think of him, he should be easy enough to recall…”
Raphael’s glint was becoming lost to an approaching fire on the horizon.
“He’s tall, dark, handsome - the classic, romantic type from the stories. His hair color reminds me of yours, actually, but it’s a fair bit longer - goes past his shoulders, and not a strand is out of place. Now that I think about it, he’s about your height, too. Slightly less broad-shouldered, more wiry I’d say, but still quite muscular. Not sure what he was doing in the middle of the woods without a shirt, but, hey, that’s the fey for you…”
None of it was true; Puck was a small and sprightly creature with rosy cheeks and other impish features. His hair was not long and tidy, having been an unkempt mess adorned with twigs and leaves at the time of their meeting, and also unlike her false rendering, the fey’s childlike frame had been dressed in greenery and animal skins.
“He’s very strong! Lifted me easily - ah, forgive me. That probably doesn’t help you much…”
Raphael was battling a sneer, and his relaxed pose was becoming less relaxed the more she went on.
So Tav did the next best thing.
She continued.
“There was a…” She tried to find the correct word while miming in the air with her free hand. “Certain regalness about him. I thought he might be a part of some high court of some kind. He appeared in fog and left in fog, but not before offering me a pact - which I accepted, naturally.” Tav sighed. “The whirlwind encounter, however brief it was, left me breathless. I’m so grateful to have lost my way in the woods that day.”
Raphael looked livid, and she could imagine Puck clapping.
She pushed a pawn forward. “Do you know of any fey by that description?”
“It is unfortunate that I do not,” he deadpanned.
The glint had long been lost to the fire of his burning stare.
“I believe it’s your move, Raphael.”
The cambion worked his jaw, and his tongue ran across his top teeth, emitting a slight sucking sound.
He was determining his move, but it was not a move involving lanceboard.
Tav dropped her innocence along with her tone.
“You’re not jealous, are you?”
His tone dropped to match hers. “And if I was, Little Mouse?”
Humored, she huffed a breath and smiled.
“Why did you have me come?”
Raphael glanced at the board and aggressively (recklessly) took her pawn with his priest. “I wished to become your patron.”
Oh…
An exciting prospect that she’d thought about but never considered as being a possibility...
His interest in her… did it mirror her interest in him?
“I’ll tell you what,” Tav snatched his priest with her rook. “If you win this match, I’ll see what I can do about breaking my pact with Puck, and I’ll happily sign a new pact with you.”
Disdain drained the color from his face.
“Puck,” he sneered, and it was then that he knew he’d been played. “Like attracts like! I should not be surprised that one chaotic wretch of a creature was drawn to another!”
“On the contrary, surely you also believe that opposites attract?” Tav smiled with a tilt of her head. “Or have you changed your mind about wanting me, a ‘chaotic wretch’, to be your warlock?”
Raphael’s silence was confirmation that he had not changed his mind (though it disagreed with his contemptuous stare and scrunched nose).
A moment passed.
“And if you win, my dear?”
“I want a written and signed letter from you stating that you lost our lanceboard game and that you were jealous of Puck.”
The huff that left him was not the humored kind.
“I agree to the terms of this match, and you are to forfeit should I get the slightest whiff of any tricks.”
“Good thing my sleight of hand work doesn’t smell,” Tav said before dramatically cracking her knuckles.
 Raphael’s eyes narrowed. “No cheating of any kind, you fey-touched miscreant.”
Tav’s bright laugh filled the room, seemingly disarming her fiend of an opponent.
Her poor skills in strategy were likely to lose the match for her, but Tav was not bothered by the potential loss.
She’d won the more important game.
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sergle · 12 days
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Hey, I just wanted to let you know that seeing your granny square project you have inspired me to learn crochet and I made my first granny square yesterday :D
oh my god YAY!!! I'VE TRICKED YOU
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