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Everyone: Pearl's gone insane, she's so scary and she brings death with her!
Pearl:
#double life smp#dlsmp#pearlescentmoon#double life spoilers#dlsmp spoilers#BUT SERIOUSLY#she's just a skrinkly skrunkly#i wanted to use the more fucked up version of this image but i couldn't find it :(
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On today's "I am SO not normal about Dead Friend Forever": Discussing Catholicism and Colonization in this gay Thai slasher series
Some background on me: I am from a Latine Catholic family. Raised as a non-practicing Catholic (we didn't go to church or pray). Then my parents enrolled me in a Catholic school that I attended from 5th grade to the end of 7th grade. Today, I am not Catholic and have never really considered myself as such.
Ok, so in the flashback episodes of DFF, I have been noticing a lot of things. My findings under the cut.
Let's start with this crucifix and photo of the Virgin Mary and a baby Jesus.
Screenshot from ep. 5.
The camera lingers here a bit so we're obviously meant to pay attention to the phrase. I put the screenshot through Google translate's image translator and the translation it gave me was, "Think good, do good, be a good person." I didn't think much of it when I first watched the episode other than it was supposed to establish that the boys attend a Christian or Catholic school.
But then there was this image posted on Be On Cloud's Instagram (also from ep. 5): X
Zooming in, we can see there's another picture of Mary in the background. Watching the classroom scenes, it's easy to miss because the series itself is more washed out than the official photos posted. But this emphasis on Mary led me to believe the school is a Catholic one. So out of curiosity, I looked up the schools the writers and directors attended because I felt I was onto something here. And boy, was I!
Source: MDL
Ma-Deaw, if you didn't know, is one of the directors of Dead Friend Forever (he also directed Manner of Death and Inhuman Kiss , and lots of other things).
One Google search later (X) and I learned "Montfort College" is a Catholic school. It started out as a primary school that later added a secondary school as well.
Now let's take a closer look at some of the details of this school:
First, the school's motto "Labor Conquers All Things". This reminded me of the phone conversation Tee had with his uncle:
On my first watch, this sounded familiar to me but I couldn't really place why. It wasn't until I saw this other Tumblr post (X) that pointed out it's similar to a bible quote from the New Testament. The quote varies a bit depending on which version of the bible you're using but it's along the lines of, "He who does not work, neither shall he eat".
This is meant to discourage "laziness". Nevermind the fact that people deserve to eat simply because we get hungry and need food to survive. The idea that we only "deserve" things based on productivity is an extremely colonial one. — Reminder also that Tee is being forced into this "work" in the first place. He's just a high school kid. I don't need to like his character to understand how fucked up his situation is.
Then there's the patron of the school. St. Louis de Montfort was a French Catholic priest most known for his study in Mariology. What is Mariology (X)? The study of Mary, the mother of Jesus. I didn't know that was a thing but it's unsurprising considering how prominent images of Mary were in my own religious upbringing. And she's what started me down this rabbit hole in the first place. Mary is a big deal to the Catholics. I'm going to be paying even more attention now if more Mary imagery pops up.
The Garden of Eden and Original Sin
Now I want to draw attention to these images:
Screenshots from ep. 7
Here we have Non and Phee biting into an apple as they leisure around this lush green field. We know they've visited this location more than once because they're wearing different outfits in the screenshots. And I think it's important to note that it's Phee holding the apple and offering it to Non.
The use of the word "bait" in the bts of ep. 7 is quite interesting too. (X)
The Garden of Eden was the paradise in which Adam and Eve resided. In this garden, there were many trees to eat from. The one tree Adam and Eve were forbidden by God to eat from was the Tree of Knowledge. A serpent (Satan), first tempted Eve into taking from the tree to eat it's fruit. And then Eve gave the fruit to Adam. That is Original Sin. And because Adam and Eve ate from the Tree of Knowledge, all humans thereafter are born sinful and bad, and can only find salvation through God.
Of course in the scene between Phee and Non, the sin the apple represents is being gay. And it's after this, and after the bracelet scene, that Non becomes involved with Por's film and his tragedy begins.
Zoomed in screenshot from ep. 5
And I wonder if the bracelet scene is the last time Phee and Non visit this forest location. It would parallel how Adam and Eve were cast out of the Garden of Eden once they sinned.
Final Thoughts
You give me a story that criticizes Western religion and how it's used as a tool for oppression and colonization, and I'm gonna eat that shit up. I am gonna eat it up. Every. Single. Time.
I really wasn't expecting anything like this from Dead Friend Forever. This level in attention to detail is unmatched. I don't think I've watched a more well planned out show. And no matter where DFF goes from here, these seven episodes will always hold a special place in my heart. 💗
#dead friend forever#dff the series#pheenon#barcode tinnasit#ta nannakun#dff meta#dff spoilers#tabarcode#dff*#*#i just love it here#this is my comfort show idc
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Collide - C.S
[not proof-read]
I been knowing you for long enough
Damn, I need you right now
You can take your time, don't have to rush
This might take us a while, yeah
I left all the doors unlocked and you said you're on your way
When you get here don't just say a word, got no time to play
You get a FaceTime call from your "friend with benefits". You sigh as you had already showered and crawled into your pyjamas, a simple black night gown. You answer his call, sighing but also feeling that familiar sensation between your legs. Hoping he wants what you want.
"Yo ma, whatchu doing tonight?" Chris on the other side says. You're used to the look in his eyes, lust just beaming through the screen. This time it's different, you're wondering why but you couldn't help reciprocate the lust, feeling your slits getting more wet by the minute.
"Nothing, I was about to go to bed." you smirk knowing he doesn't like that answer.
"Fuck that, I'm coming over." he says rushing. You see him get up from his bed, scrambling to get whatever things he needs.
"I'll leave the door unlocked, and be in my bedroom." you say before hanging up. You know now that you've said that, he will be rushing even more.
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You're scrolling on your phone, getting restless. Being so horny, you thought Chris would get here faster. The thought of him kissing you, grabbing your ass, teasing you... was just too much. Putting your phone away, you slowly caress your tits before making your way down your stomach.
Lifting your gown, feeling how wet you are you moan a little. You close your eyes, making circles with your finger slowly on your clit. Moans comes softly from you, as images flashes in your head from the last time you saw Chris. He hadn't shaved, so he had a bit of stubble when he ate you out. The rough hairs rubbing against your thighs, stimultating you.
"Fuck..." you moan. Rubbing your clit faster, sighing.
The door opens and Chris is standing in your doorway, appalled at what he is seeing.
"Fuck that is hot..." he groans. Your eyes shoot open, and you stop touching yourself.
"I- I didn't think-" you start.
He interrupts you, immediately undressing himself. He came over in grey sweatpants and a zip-up hoodie meaning he was in no time in just boxers.
"Couldn't wait for me?" he smirks. "Shut the fuck up." you snark back.
"I love this dress on you. So fucking hot." he groans eyeing you up and down. He slowly put his hands on your waist, but letting them travel up and down your body.
You pull him in by his neck and make your lips collide. Messy as it may be, you enjoy his tongue making contact with your tongue. He breaks off, leaving open kisses on your cheek slowly. Making his way down to your neck, he first bites it. Soothing the mark with his tongue, making a mark.
"Fuck Chris, no hickies. That's your rule." you moan, as you feel him grinning against your neck.
Your hand reach to turn off the light on your bedstand table. Chris grabs your wrist. "No, I wanna see you tonight." he says, the sound muffled against the flesh above your right tit. You usually have the light turned off, Chris' idea wanting to make it less intimate than already having sex.
His body weighing you down, you can't help but think. This is different, does he mean something by this?
Your thoughts are quickly interrupted by Chris' lips on your own again, moaning into the kiss.
"I wanna see your body on mine" he whispers gruffly. You could've cummed from that only, his voice being one of your favorite thing about him.
He tugs on your gown wanting it removed, kissing you harshly and he grinds lightly on you. That's enough for you to feel his cock hardening.
"Already hard? We barely kissed." you smirk. He groans.
"You know how hard you get me." he says shrugging. "Wanna do something about that?"
You nod enthusiacally, he starts making his way down from the kiss to your sensitive area. The one that is throbbing at the thought of Chris, waiting for his touch at all times.
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"Damn I need you right now, don't have to rush though." you moan. Chris looking up from between your legs, smiling.
"This might take us a while, I love seeing you wanting more." Chris almost moan before diving back in, using his flattened tongue to lick up your arousal making moan loudly. He grabs the outside of your thighs, surely making a mark. You didn't care about that, you only wanted Chris to fill you up.
"Chris jus-, just fuck me." you moan loudly. His head perks up. "You sure?"
You nod making him get off the bed to pull off his boxers.
"Don't get me wrong I love eating you out, I just need to feel you around me." he groans not wanting you to misinterpret his intention with his visit to your apartment.
"Do it right, do me ri- right..." you moan at the sight of him pumping his dick a few times. Even though you didn't take offense you wondered why he suddenly cared about your feelings. This was strictly sex, why would he care if you got hurt?
Chris got back between your legs positioning himself with your slit, gripping the base of his member hard teasing you with his tip. He looks at your face for your reaction. You think this is because he wants to egg you on, but you really enjoy it.
"Mmh- mm..." you moan with a smile on your face, he watches as you grind your hips up and down wanting his action instead. Chris had suddenly grown to love your smile, and your humor and the way you made him feel. This wasn't just sex for him tonight.
He bottoms out, making no time for you to adjust to his size. He starts thrusting into you, holding your waist with one hand and the other holds your cheek lovingly. This was so different from what you were used to.
"I love seeing you tonight, can we not have the lights on in the future?" he pleads. You moan as he continues to fill you up, wrapping both your legs around him forcing him deeper inside you.
"Chris, let's switch to doggy style." you say as this is a tedious task at work, not meaning it that way. He shakes his head no as his thrusts get slower, but deeper.
"I need to see your face today." he groans holding your cheek and jaw with his big left hand.
You're confused in this switch up from Chris, but you enjoy it? You think so anyways.
Your confused expression makes Chris thrust deeper and faster into you since this for some reason turned him on even more. His hands leaving their original spots, the left one found your left tit and the right one found your clit, rubbing his fingers in circles.
His thrusts becoming sloppier, and your moans louder.
"Fuck, yes- ju- just like that Ch- is...!" you moan pushing Chris over the edge. Feeling him paint your walls white pushes you over the edge too. You twitch, grabbing his shoulders.
"Fuc- fuck..." you moan, breathing heavy. He slides in and out of you slowly to make your highs more pleasant. Him watching you enjoy yourself and cumming from his actions almost made him hard again thinking about it.
He pulls out, laying down next to you. You give him a small peck on his lips, smiling.
"Can I ask a question?" you wonder. Chris being exhausted only nods.
"Why was it so different today? I couldn't turn off the light, not doing doggy and you gave me hickies." you touch your neck mentioning the hickies. Chris looks like he got caught dealing drugs by the police.
"Chris?" you look into his eyes, him avoiding the eye contact. You pull him into a soft hug, letting him go waiting for the answer.
"I didn't want to confess this, but I have feelings for you. I know, I know how stupid to fall in love with your fuck buddy but that's just me." he looks lazily into your eyes, anxiously waiting for an answer.
You smile, cupping his face in your hands.
"I've felt this way for you too, for a long time now." you confess back. His eyes lights up at your words.
You make your lips collide with his, definitely not for the last time.
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BOBA AU - CHAPTER 1 EXTRAS
I had actually drawn a few more things than could fit within the 30-image-per-post limit. Here are the ones that didn't make the cut, with commentary!
(tw: mild animal abuse, n*zi mention, suggestive themes)
Zilch's animal companions. I named Carmina Burana and Tortellini, Gucci and Bosch were named by my friends - though Bosch was supposed to be called Hieronymus, it just didn't fit on the nametag lol
I wanted to illustrate some examples of Zilch casually mistreating/neglecting the animals but this was as far as I got. I don't think he would be a full on animal abuser, just... the type of person who likes having a bunch of pets to show off but doesn't really think about properly caring for them. He likes the aesthetics of animals much more than the logistics.
This was gonna be the chapter cover and I forgot. Oops.
This was just practice drawing the church characters from their sprites.
Zilch: I must say, it's an unexpected pleasure to run into another kindred spirit around here. I'm Zilch~
This scene was actually cut deliberately. I drew it before I decided exactly what the Nun's issue with Zilch would be and then once I did, I felt like it didn't fit anymore. Zilch is still excited to see someone else with ears and tail like him, but in the final version, he's a lot more derisive about it.
I imagine the Nun is, like, an actual animal-human hybrid whereas Zilch is a furry with a wallet that can afford bioengineered bodymods. (One day, my friends... one day...)
Zilch being flippant and Halara being dismissive/tsundere. Couldn't really find a place to put it but I still like the drawing - even if I did accidentally give Zilch human ears.
By the way, you might notice Zilch hasn't been wearing his cap. There are two reasons. One is to show off that his ears aren't actually connected to it. If I had the time to go back and redraw the prologue with him wearing it - so Halara's "holy fuck" reaction makes more sense here - I would. (Not really worth trying to fix though, not until the rest of the story is done.)
But the other reason is that upon looking closer at Zilch's original design, I thought it was a little too evocative of Nazi imagery and wasn't really comfortable with it. It's not really the same style of hat, sure, but combined with the swastikas in his eyes??? yeah no way is that not intentional. (I redesigned his eye symbols to be catlike slit pupils instead.)
I get he (or, the hitman, I guess) is supposed to be a villain, and a minor one, in the original game... but here I'm gonna flesh him out a bit more. So I guess in that sense the removal of the hat symbolizes his growth as a character beyond his terrible awful fascist upbringing lol (more on that in the Gumshoe Gabs soon)
If I were making this an actual game it would be fun to have Yuma get a fun little added gameplay element of using Zilch's Forte like he does with Halara's. He gets some little animal friends!!!
I imagined Zilch would ask to be carried, but Halara won't do it without getting paid an exorbitant amount. And then Zilch forks over the cash on the spot. Yuma screams internally. If he had that the whole time why were they even trying to negotiate over the coat???!? Why does he still have his own debt to pay if Zilch could just cover the whole thing up front????
Halara has to pretend not to be enthusiastic about this opportunity.
Shinigami is... there, I guess.
Martina my wife driving around her little parasite of a boyfriend. Ms Electro please call me
Was originally gonna have Seth say that out loud but then I remembered he doesn't want to lose his job. (It's okay, he loses it anyway.)
(Also yes this is pre-Vivia-DLC.)
And then the mystery is solved!
Zilch feels indebted to Halara for saving him from the Nail Man, and wants to follow their example, turn it around, treat his animals better... his act of goodwill here is extremely performative, though. But, hey, everyone's gotta start somewhere!
Ultimately I cut this scene after coming up with the cat bed idea. (Was very tempted to have Halara cruelly taking the coat from the boy, but just decided to skip it instead.)
So Zilch kinda idolizes Halara now... which is fine... but then the morning after he really lets his simp flag fly.
Congrats on your furry boyfriend, I guess?????
A doodle from the margins of this comic way back when.... which finally has a place to belong! \o/
Zilch's fursona. His "zursona," if you will.
Thanks again for reading! I love everyone's comments in the tags and I'm so glad you all like my version of Zilch especially. Excited to develop him some more in future chapters >:)
#rain code#master detective archives#mdarc#boba au#abcd art#zilch alexander#yuma kokohead#halara nightmare#martina electro#zilara
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going on a deepdive into 3DS/DS purikura games
I saw this image on a tumblr post and I wanted to look for the original source (so I could properly credit the person and to find out what game it was):
I couldn't find the original, however, I did find this yahoo ask asking what game it was.
The person answering seemed to think it was a hello kitty game, likely because of the hello kitty sticker used to cover the face of the person taking the selfie, but it's clearly one that was added after the photo of the DS was taken, it's not a sticker that exists within that software.
As you can see here, it seems to be a piece of hello kitty fanart- it's not official art, and therefore not featured in the game. This helps with my search a bit.
Also, I believe this is a 3DS title, not a DSI/DS one like the person above suggested- the "select" button in the home menu is the same as the o3DSXL's. This suggests this game was published BEFORE the n3DS series was released.
I remembered playing a game in the past called "Sanrio Picross" that had some purikura elements, however, that game doesn't allow you to edit photographs, and upon looking at them side by side, the UI is completely different.
I googled "3DS purikura game" (purikura being the Japanese word for photo booth) and the only result was "Sparkle Snapshots." From what I could see, the 3DS title didn't have UI that matched either. I decided to look up the DSI game as a last ditch effort into this line of thinking and I didn't find anything.
I did find a screenshot of the title screen on khinsider VGM and the title song goes HARD.
It doesn't seem like this is a purikura game, (or at least not solely), so my research must continue. The next thing I looked into was the UI. I know some Japanese, not very much, but enough to read some basic katakana.
Under the X button it says "Zoom." The L button seems to say "Erase Button."
And it seems that R and A also say "Erase Button." Start obviously says "Menu" It seems like this is a very basic game.
For the bottom screen, it was taken at an angle and it contains some Kanji, so I put it through some photo editing to make it easier to read.
Typing that into google translate I got "Saved! Do you continue doodle?" (and then obviously yes/no)
The phrasing of doodle is interesting. This implies it could be an art program, like the yahoo commenter suggested earlier.
Searching up 3DS art programs doesn't really help me, and coloring games doesn't work either...
My last resort is to go through every 3DS game released in japan, (since we already have a copy of every game ever released for the 3DS online...) However, before I do that, I'm going to look for this image some more.
I found it running rampant on pinterest...
No one else seems to know what it is either LOL.
However, the version on pinterest is significantly higher quality!
Next step, finding more games. I simply need to try to find MORE games. Because I know what the UI looks like, it shouldn't be too hard.
I'll run this search again and just scroll till I see a new lead...
Oh, that was quick!
I found a series called "minna no" which seems to be similar to the "imagine" series in the US- just kind of children's shovelware that never got translated to english.
I ran a search for みんなの (Minna no) on google and...
Huh that sounds familiar... oh my god.
OH MY GOD.
It'S THE SAME FUCKING GAME THE GUY FROM EARLIER WAS TALKING ABOUT. The one I dismissed entirely because it was a DSi title and the game's UI wasn't DSi? It was a 3DS title.
The best part about all of this... the best part about all of this... the UI doesn't even match at all. I went full circle and just accidentally proved this guy completely wrong.
I checked the rest of the minna no games, and yup, no dice. It's some other title.
Next up, I looked at Girls RPG Cinderella Life, mostly because it kept coming up over and over during my research- and holy shit their website is adorable.
Their website is an accessibility nightmare, but it's absolutely adorable. If you are into web design at all, I'd recommend checking it out.
super cute!! looking through the website only proves to me though that this is not the game we are looking for though, so let's move on.
Okay okay okay, how about... JS GIRL: Doki Doki Model Challenge?
Found some information about it.... oh shit there's a camera function?
Dammit... Doesn't look anything like the image.
WAIT WAIT WAIT. A photo decoration option??????
While trying to find more images I found out the game was in this pretty holographic packaging. God I'm jealous. More games should do this.
Either way I can't seem to find any images on this, so it's going on the list of possible candidates. And While looking up this game, I found more under the same artstyle that also might be culprits.
While trying to find more information, I realized how many of these games there are. And also how many of them I have played in the past, lol.
I've been a big fan of Style Savvy (AKA Girls Mode) and I've tried out Girls Fashion Shoot, which was an english translation from a different game series about becoming a model.
youtube
Yet another knocked off the list!
By extension, the second game is also knocked off the list.
youtube
Another model game- this one called Neco*Petit Girls Runway. Another dud, but also very cute.
Pretty Rhythm series seemed to have a camera function but it didn't line up with the UI shown in the screen either.
If anyone has any more ideas or lists of games, please tell me below! I need to take a break from researching this, and I'll need to play some of that JS model game from earlier, since I doubt anyone has used the photo function during a youtube Let's Play, but based on the UI, I sincerely doubt that it's the one we are looking for.
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Is It Insensitive for Me to Say Get Your Shit Together So I Can Love You? - Joel Miller Imagine [The Last of Us]
Title: Is It Insensitive for Me to Say Get Your Shit Together So I Can Love You?
Pairing: Joel Miller X Reader
Word Count: 1,451 words
Warning(s): References to sex, cussing
Summary: [Inspired by "Renegade" by Big Red Machine (ft. Taylor Swift)] (Y/n) and Joel's relationship could be best described as unhealthy escapism. However, when the longing for more begins to overwhelm (Y/n), realizations are made and many things are almost broken.
Author's Note: I HAVE BEEN WAITING TO USE THIS SONG FOR SO LONG!
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It was hard to look at the new "normal" and feel like there was no point to it.
The world had been devasted. Many died, more were displaced. It was what I always imagined hell would be like.
However, humanity could always find a way to cope with the struggle facing them. Some were healthier than others, but never be fooled; everyone has a coping mechanism.
Joel Miller's coping mechanism seemed to take a few forms.
First was the isolation. He wouldn't speak to anyone unless he had to. He spent all his time either working or hiding.
Second was the drinking. The desperate numbing. Many people did the same as him. All of us had lost something. Siblings and parents and kids and friends. It was never if you had experienced loss, it was how much had you lost.
Third was... me.
Well, I hoped it was just me. That's what he told me, and Joel didn't seem like the type to be comfortable diving into bed with anyone and everyone.
In all honesty, the first night that we spent together was a blur. It was a flurry of small images. Kissing and touching. I couldn't tell you who kissed who first. I couldn't tell you what had been happening moments before we got swept up in the moment.
It became a pattern after that.
At this point, there were few words left to be said. Muscle memory led us through it all at this point. It was nothing extravagant. More business than anything.
It became normal for me to wake up to the other side of the bed empty.
It also became normal for longing to tug at my heartstrings like Joel had wrapped his hand around the organ and taken it with him.
I wanted to believe that I could ignore it. Keep going and it would eventually go away. I guess that's the mindset that got the world exactly where it is now.
I just wanted to believe that I was strong.
But the emotions kept bubbling in my stomach like water in a pot on a stove. If you leave something in that heat long enough, it's going to boil over.
My version of boiling over was sobbing.
Broken sobbing as Joel kissed me with my back pressed against the wall of my apartment. Shaking hands still grabbing at the front of his jacket. Tears blurring my vision as I desperately tried to swallow back every sound.
It took him a matter of moments to realize something was wrong.
He pulled back. "(Y/n)... what's wrong?"
I had fallen silent as I watched my hands flex on his jacket. My grip tightened and then slowly loosened again.
"I... I can't do it," I muttered pathetically. "I can't do this."
"Okay," he held his hands up and stepped back.
He didn't leave. He stood there and watched me. He wanted to know if it was his fault. It was. Of course, it was. Just not in the way that he thought.
"I'm sorry," I mumbled to him.
"It's alright."
I looked back at him. I bit my lip for a moment. "Do you love me?"
He sighed and looked away from me.
"Joel," I pushed, my arms crossing over my chest.
"Why does it matter," he asked.
"Are you joking?"
His jaw clenched.
"Because I can't keep feeling like this," I explained. "I can't keep going with the yearning and the loneliness and the emotionless fucking. I can't do it."
It was his turn to cross his arms over his chest.
"Do you care about me?"
"Of course, I do-"
"Then, prove it," I snapped. "Offer me something real that isn't sex."
He didn't respond. He had a pattern of doing this. He found it easier to shut down than admit that he couldn't or didn't want to do something.
"I understand that you've been through shit. Most of us have. You can keep your damn wall up if you want, but I... I'm not going to pursue anything with you if that's the case. I'm sorry. It hurts me too much."
I could almost sense him biting his tongue. He wanted to argue with me. He wanted to fight this.
"I want you to leave until you can figure out what you want," I pointed at the door.
"I know what I want."
"No, Joel, I really don't think you do."
It all hit me when the door slammed shut behind him.
I felt like an asshole. It wasn't my place to demand that he tells me all of his secrets and trauma. I knew that much.
But at what point does sacrificing my own comfort overpower my desire to respect him and his thoughts?
The next few days were hard.
It was strange to see someone that you used to be somewhat close to and have to make the conscious decision to avoid them.
Joel and I seemed to find each other everywhere.
I missed him. Of course, I missed him.
I was constantly at odds with myself over just forgiving him and moving forward or holding onto what I told him.
The longing hadn't gone away. It was only getting worse. There was something about knowing that he was so close and was simply deciding that I wasn't worth the effort that hurt. I wanted to believe that I was important to him in some way. But I couldn't force something that wasn't there and I couldn't beg someone to communicate with me. I learned that a long time ago.
I was beginning to believe that the pain in my chest was going to become a new accessory when there was a knock on my door.
I took a deep breath before walking over. I checked the peephole. My heart dropped, but I opened the door anyways.
"Joel-"
"Her name was Sarah," he stopped me. I furrowed my eyebrows at him. "My daughter. Her name was Sarah."
I quickly stepped to the side, knowing this wasn't a conversation that he wanted to have in the middle of the hallway. He walked inside and sat down on my couch. I stood on the other side of the tiny living space, watching him with my arms crossed over my chest.
"It was the first night of the outbreak," he started quietly. "Well, the first night of military action, anyways.
"My brother was driving Sarah and me out of town, There was an accident. Um, this plane came down and the truck crashed. Sarah... Sarah got hurt-"
"Joel, you don't have to-"
"I want to," he stopped me. He looked me in the eye for the first time since he sat down. "I want to tell you this."
I just nodded, letting him continue.
"I was carrying her away from the center of town," he explained. "We... We were running out of the back of this building. A man was chasing us, but I couldn't do anything without dropping Sarah. This soldier shot the guy behind us.
"He... He called in on his radio that he found two survivors. He was... He was instructed to kill us. I tried to shield Sarah. My brother shut the soldier. I was just grazed but Sarah... Sarah had..."
He trailed off, gesturing to himself in the hopes of getting the idea across. He almost looked like thinking about it made him feel sick.
I walked over slowly, going to kneel in front of him. "Hey, you can stop-"
His arms wrapped around me as soon as I was close enough for him to reach me. I was awkwardly balancing on one knee as he buried his head in my neck. I let out a shaky breath as I hugged him back.
One of my hands moved to run through his hair, trying to calm him down.
"I'm sorry," I mumbled. "I shouldn't have forced you to do that."
Joel moved back and wiped his eyes. I stayed where I was.
"I wanted to tell you," he repeated. "I... I needed to tell you."
I just nodded.
"I do want you," he continued. "Not just... like we were. I care about you, (Y/n). I'm just shit at showing it."
I reached over and grabbed his hand. "Whatever feels right."
He took a deep breath, pulling my hand up so he could press a kiss to the skin. "Can I... Can I stay here tonight?"
I nodded. "Sure."
"I don't mean sex-"
"I didn't assume that you did."
I saw the start of a grin pulling at his lips.
I leaned up and kissed him gently before pulling back again.
Step one.
That's what this was.
And that's all I could ask for.
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i was organizing some files and found all the wip stuff from the previous secret samol for @/seamonsterart (go check out their work!), and these are two of my favorite illustrations ever, so here's some insight into how i made these!
for starters i already had a pretty much finished design for pickman that i had first drawn back in 2021
she has a completely wrong gun in this version because i did not remember how it was supposed to look like and couldn't find a description of it anywhere. she's wearing a hat because i forgot it was supposed to be a helm and so i ended up giving her the large hat just because the long horns coming through it are a fun image, though today i cannot imagine her wearing anything else. she already has the sword she takes from the lake skeletons, also.
her armor is based on the armor the torumekian soldiers and kushana wear in nausicaa of the valley of the wind, with the incredible neck guard and long cape covering their entire body
i've always loved these designs and how the plates are evocative of insects, but also how mysterious they look with covered faces and bodies. matter of fact, at this point i had no fucking idea what pickman looked like below the cape.
the second inspiration is the young man from angel's egg.
OK, STAY WITH ME. i cannot explain this other that in my head pickman and him are VERY similar characters. the image of the half pulled cape while he holds his sword-cross-thing over his shoulder and the quiet demeanor are pretty fundamental to how i try to make pickman FEEL. i actually wanted her armor to have more piping, pulling from the biomechanical appearance of his sword-cross, but it didn't feel quite right
and the third inspiration is less inspiration and more reference work, the book "arms & armor, a pictorial archive" by carol grafton
it's a compilation of illustration works sourced from several books from the 19th century. VERY cool book to take a look at historical armor. it's on the internet archive for free!
there was also a fair ammount of looking at goats and sheep, but eventually i reached this after learning i suck at drawing furry designs. big shoutout to the furry community for making so many tutorials available btw. in highlight a very important study of the character.
now that i kinda knew what pickman looked like i entered the wonderful phase of "i don't know what the fuck i'm doing" which resulted in a bunch of bad doodles now sitting in a folder dubbed "dev hell". at this point i kinda had an idea for a relaxed scene based on one of the prompts, which i developed for a while on blender but eventually gave up on.
i then moved on to the second prompt, of pickman being badass. i decided on a low angle to make pickman look incredibly tall but the low angle of a goat's head legitimately kicked my ass so i eventually made a goat head on blender and used it to generate references with the help of designdoll. here i made her design a lot more muscular and fat, also, eventually coming to her final design.
the valve on her chestplate looks WRONG to me now, but at the time i was so tired i just rolled with it. the first pass of her armor was in a completely wrong color, which i corrected later on photoshop. i added the little metal forks pulling from her 2021 design, and the idea of little musical forks for atunning to the shape was cool to me. i also corrected her gun after actually learning what the fuck it was supposed to look like. i already knew i wanted her to be standing on the field of canola flowers, and the sky in the background was the last thing i added, also the time when i decided to really make the picture tall.
i liked the final result so much i went back and started working on the first prompt again. had a horrible time drawing the horns in the second image which led to this hell cage for building the perspective. im still not confident on the horns on the side of the head. i wanted to bring the atmosphere of a cold winter or fall morning in the second one, and to make pickman seem tired but relaxed. i overall like the second picture a lot more than the first and was very happy with how it came out.
AND THAT'S HOW THE SAUSAGE IS MADE I GUESS. if you read this whole thing then thank you for your time!
#fatt#f@tt#friendsatthetable#friends at the table#pickman#ernestina pickman#sangfielle#wip#breakdown#luketaart#brazilian artists
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It was supposed to be Miles/Hobie/Miles because @pleasetakethis post didn't leave my brain to rest, but Pavitr wanted to be included as well, and now it is not OT3, and not even slash, just pre-slash for an OT4 I've not seen before... Oops.
It was a weird thing to notice. It would have been a weird thing to notice in normal situation as well, but the one Miles was in?
It was more than just "weird".
Might have been disassociation, maybe that would explain why, while noticing the differences between him, and this terrifying version of him, Prowler him, a part of him had to note that of course he had to have the better hairstyle too.
Confident, scary as fuck, and so much more than scared little him, who felt like a bug under the microscope.
"Didn't answer. Why would I care about your father dying?" The other version asked, moving his fist away. Miles inhaled shakily, not finding his words. Seeing how everything changed, seeing that it was-
He was the fault of it.
He just shut down. He couldn't say anything.
"Huh, I guess the cat got your tongue," Miles - Prowler Miles, 42, The Other Miles - smirked. A clawed finger caressed Miles' cheek, more gentle and careful he would have thought it was possible.
"Leave us alone, Uncle Aaron," the Prowler asked, his eyes never leaving Miles'. The Spiderman's heart beat faster and faster, his mind conjuring scarier and scarier possibilities. He wasn't cruel, he wasn't a villain - but he knew what he would go through for something he set his mind on. And if there was one thing he believed all the Miles Moraleses were similar in, it was his determination.
"You sure, kiddo?" Uncle Aaron - not his Uncle Aaron - questioned, but he didn't wait for an answer. He just left the two boys alone.
"Now, kitten, what would you do to convince me to let you go?" The smirk on his face was strange and unfamiliar. The whole outfit, the hair, the confident body language... He couldn't have been farther from being Miles' mirror image.
"Please," he begged. Lightning sparkled from under his fingertips, but he feared that if he would use it on the bondings, he would be the one injured. He couldn't get injured - he had to deal with Spots and had to save his father!
"A-a," Prowler shook his head, his clawed finger digging into Miles' skin. He could feel a drop of blood sliding down his cheek, and he froze. "That's not an answer. Let's start again. What. Would. You. Do. For. Me. To. Let. You. Go?"
Spiderman swallowed, and nodded. "Wh-whatever you wanted. I... Please, let me go. I need to save my d-"
"Whatever, you say?" Other Miles smirked victoriously, and Miles' stomach dropped.
But he didn't back out. "Whatever you wanted."
"Good boy," Prowler growled. His head shot up, as if he was feeling something, but the spider senses didn't react. 42 looked back, his eyes narrowed. He lifted his right hand, and Miles flinched, preparing himself for the hit. Yet, instead of pain, the dangerous claws sliced through the ropes binding Miles to the box bag like they were not strong enough to keep a Spiderman still.
"I want you to get back here, as soon as you save your father." The Other Miles ordered, and as if it was nothing, he stepped back just in time two familiar forms broke through the glass.
"Miles!" Twin shouts came, and the figures rushed to him, one helping him stand, the other ready to defend them.
"It's okay, guys," he said weakly, still not looking away from the other version of him, as 42 didn't look away from him either. "I'm okay."
"Codswallop," Hobie huffed, his protective stance not relaxing.
"Miles, flower, you are not-" Pavitr hoovered over him, like a certified mother hen, and Miles' heart soared. He still had people who cared for him.
"As touching your little reunion is, I was under the belief that you had to hurry," Prowler drawled, amusement shining in his deep, dark eyes.
"He is right. I... I need to go. Please, let me save dad," Miles pleaded.
"Are you sure you are alright? Can you handle it?" Pavi asked, touching the side of Miles where he wasn't full of claw marks.
There was only one possible answer to that. "Yes."
"Good. Leg it, luv!" Hobie shouted, and pulling Miles from Pavi's hands, he lifted the two of them in the air.
"Don't forget your promise," heard Miles, and turning back to his other self, he nodded.
He would not forget. Whatever waited for him, he would come back. Because sure, Pavitr and Hobie would have been able to get him out, but not this quick and easy. He was thankful for Prowler Miles, and he was going to thank him. Properly.
Now, he had Spots to take care, the multiverse to protect, and his dad to save. But until that, he could appreciate the warmth of Hobie's hands around him, and Pavi's overprotective form fluttering around them, ready to get him to his original universe.
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i am a bit curious as to why you dislike idle. i don't particularly love them myself but i'm curious as to your reasoning
ok thank u so much for asking first of all because i feel like a lot of people over the years have been curious about this and instead of asking me abt my reasoning regarding anything to do w idle they kind of default to anon hate, so. DKLFGJKLDF
im gonna give background, i followed y/uqi predebut, since that video came out of her as a young trainee moving from china to korea and being a part of a series where trainees go up to strangers in the streets and ask them to listen to them sing to gauge some of the public reaction to them if they debut. she sang in front of this one particular girl who used to be a trainee herself but couldn't live with the pressure and kind of yearned for that dream still, i guess? anyway, she gave y/uqi a lot of advice that i feel really helped ground her and to this day i think she's actually the only or at the very least the most grounded member of idle. and the only one i actually have nothing against and would love to see thrive, because i sincerely think she would and i'll come on to that later.
the tldr version is that i don't agree with the rampant racism and cultural appropriation that they engage in from music videos to general looks to sounds and beats in their actual songs. it's a lot. i know kpop groups in general are very guilty of this and sometimes, not very often, when you tell them it's wrong they apologise and stop doing it. but idle fall under the same category as suju and m/amamoo in that they literally don't care that they're doing it, because they have seen and i believe apologised about it then continued to do the same thing. but my issue with them as a group wasn't ever really directed at specific members until miss s/oyeon's international fuck-up where she said she wants to make 'ethnic hip' music as basically her excuse of why she appropriates cultures.
i paid a lot more attention to their group behaviour after that and there was a time of hiatus where y/uqi and m/innie in particular were very chill and doing their own thing where they were extremely different from how they were when s/oyeon ruled over them. y/uqi went back to being the grounded, friendly, chaotic and generally nice person she was before with no issues or controversies and m/innie did also. i don't really care about the other two so i can't comment on them extensively but these two i paid attention to because i know i liked them from before. but miss s/oyeon?? well, she carried on the group controversies all on her own, lmao. more racism and cultural appropriation but this time she also blatantly plagiarised another producer's songs and released them, lied about asking for permission to recreate the song DOWN TO A T (the song is wave by a/teez btw). basically she admitted to stealing it without using so many words but continued to promote it and didn't give the credit that was due for her plagiarism. i think this was one of 3 (?) plagiarism accusations in the space of a few months. so she's very big on growth as an artist and thinks of herself as a big producer but ultimately all she does is steal the songs from smaller artists and smaller producers and pass it off as her own. obviously as a creative myself, i'm not ok with this and i think she's a poor excuse of an artist to do it. she doesn't deserve the title.
in the last couple of comebacks, she profited off m/arilyn m/onroe's death and image, which is disgusting to me. i don't care what excuse her fans think up to make it ok -- especially when this came out at the same time as 2 documentary series about m/arilyn and she was a huge subject of discussion globally again. so it was evidently a ploy for cash and probably a good stepping stone to s/oyeon trying to make ~empowering music~ for women. sadly all she's doing, if her lyrics are anything to go by, is promoting the exact stereotype of women that everybody else is trying to fight against. she's saying, it's ok for women to love themselves but creepy for them to engage in sex or for men to be physically attracted to them because that makes them perverts (nxde lyrics allude to this VERY heavily).
i also personally don't like the attempted profiting off lgbt fans with 'oh my god', which people made theories about BEFORE she publicly came out as saying that it represents love in all forms, and kept alluding to it AFTER to give fans something to talk about despite officially saying she doesn't want to limit it to homosexuality -- so, how was it a song for the gays then? it wasn't. she was going with the fan theory to get talked about. it's not a bad marketing strategy but it is vile from an actual gay person's point of view, and the fact that she backtracked officially to say it's not ABOUT anything specific while feeding into the ~ally~ delusions privately is disgusting to me, personally. and i'd get if it was taboo to the point of it being career-ending, but there are plenty of other kpop groups who have explicitly stated their videos or songs or dramas, or ANYTHING, are strictly in representation of lgbt love both before and after oh my god -- o/nlyoneof in particular.
more recently of course, the attempted dissing of rookie groups, however light -- those are children. you're a grown woman. if you want to write a disstrack, don't do it about people who are a decade your juniors, OR a decade your seniors. she dissed h/yuna and h/yojong in a song and then sent h/yuna a signed album this comeback. weird to me, even if there are no hard feelings. it's not about the action so much as the attitude with which she keeps doing those things. this is where my newfound m/innie dislike comes in too, because she recently PUBLICLY dissed i/ve for winning an award against idle despite the fact that idle had already won a similar award something like the day before or a few days before. but i think i'll get over it because i genuinely don't believe that that's her actual attitude, i think 100% it's s/oyeon's influence.
and my reasoning for THAT is y/uqi's recent interview, where she said she and s/oyeon don't get along virtually at all, and fight all the time. she (y/uqi) finds it funny and thinks it's a sign of being close and honest, which it can be -- but that's not a healthy relationship, period. if you can't talk to someone without arguing, you don't get along ever.. that's not a friendship. but it does in a sense bring me comfort because i hate the type of person s/oyeon is and the fact that y/uqi argues with her so much tells me that she's the polar opposite. furthermore y/uqi also mentioned wanting to be the leader in situations, and that just tells me everything i need to know re: how much they actually agree with s/oyeon's creative decisions for them as a group and perhaps as individuals too, since she's currently cube's favourite and has significantly more pull than anybody else at that company.
i know you asked about idle full group dislike but it does all come down to s/oyeon in the end, because i think all of this controversy and all this behaviour could've been avoided if somebody knocked her down a peg. but i think everything she does is shallow and performative at best, she's not a hard worker like everybody thinks she is, but she does see herself as a martyr in all aspects and i guess tries to capitalise off it. which ok, that's her business, but i think it's gross and unfair to drag the other girls down with her. nevertheless all her choices (that she's proud of, too, let's not forget) up to now have made the group as controversial as it is now and is why i dislike it so actively as a unit, even aside from the other individual members.
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Kiss It Better - p.m
a/n: this is just a drabble thing because i'm a shameless slut for maverick and the slowed version of kiss it better by rihanna is ????????????fucking HOT??????? like him
if this doesn't make sense in some parts i was half asleep when i wrote it so pls-
also pls don’t repost or translate any of my work.. i don’t give you permission to do that.
pairings: maverick x reader
warnings: light smut sort of? idk what you'd class this as lmfao
wc: 629 i wanted to write more but i need to sleep so-----maybe i will write more tomorrow??? depending on what you guys think?
Maverick's lips were pressed against your hot, sweaty neck as the two of you writhed beneath the crinkled, white covers of his bed; the frame creaking gently as he shuffled closer to you. His elbow came to land just beside your shoulder, his forearm landing to the side of your head. Maverick palmed the bedsheet as you let your nails softly rake down his back, the wave of pleasure that was shivering over your body from his deft lips upon your neck was so intense. You gazed up at him with wide, doe-like eyes and swollen, pink lips parted; the pilot felt like his chest was going to collapse in on itself. Your hair was splayed out messily behind you upon his fluffed-up pillow, framing your head perfectly. Maverick wished he could take a mental image of you and have it with him forever, you looked so beautiful and pure in this current moment.
You reached up to his clothed torso, fisting at the thin fabric to pull him downwards in a successful attempt to connect each other's lusting lips once more. A throaty moan was strangled in your throat and the perfect corners of Maverick's wet lips curled into a smirk as he let his fingers slip underneath the straps of your panties, the coldness of them making you erupt in goose bumps. "Oh, Mav," You breathed out, the sudden touch rendering you speechless.
"I love how you sound for me, sweetheart," Maverick whispered, a guttural growl leaving his chest as he let his large and roughened hand grasp your hip and squeeze the soft, tender flesh between his fingers. Another moan left you and he couldn't help but press his desperate mouth against yours to swallow your sweet noises. With his hand firmly set on your hip, you pushed them up slightly, wrapping your soft thighs around his waist, squeezing gently. A groan escaped his lips into yours and you caught his bottom lip between your teeth, peering up into his baby blue eyes, now blackened with lust.
"Pete," You whined weakly and stared into his stormy eyes, silently begging for him to return his lips to yours. The corner of his lip twitched into a lop-sided smile as he looked down at you, his intense yet amorous gaze softening into a look of complete adoration. The man was utterly infatuated with you, and no one else could tell him any different.
"What, baby?" He whispered to you, lowering his head so his mouth was pressed against your ear. He let his tongue poke out to tickle your ear lobe, earning a soft whimper from you. God, he loved how he made you feel. It was incredible.
"Kiss me, please." You begged, letting your hands slither up to his neck and resting there, but not forgetting to caress the nape of it with the soft pads of your thumbs. A satisfied hum came from the captain beside you and he let his eyes close for a quick moment, silently relishing in the affectionate act you were currently showering him in. As he slowly raised his head again to look at you, he moved toward you, pressing kisses against your jawline. You let your head loll back as you savoured his kisses, your fingers riding up into his short hair and knotting themselves within the dark strands.
Maverick couldn't help but grind his hips against yours, his spare hand reaching underneath to grab at your ass. A curt gasp left your lips as you briefly opened your eyes in surprise at his lustful act, finding a very smug smirk on his worn features. You couldn't help but giggle at him, using your locked hands to pull him closer to you, pushing your chest against his as you kissed him again, feeling your body set alight.
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alright does anyone else ever think about the fact that the "Navarro" comes from Luis's maternal grandfather, who actually fucking raised him when his father (Serra) obviously isn't someone he cares about at all, and yet he introduces himself as Luis Serra? like why not Luis Navarro??
I like to make this man suffer so naturally my headcanon to explain it is angsty; The anger stage of grief had hit Luis the hardest. now he was alone in the world, and he blamed his grandfather for making a mistake and getting sick.
Eventually he gets out of that angry stage of grief and wants to be Luis Navarro, but everyone in his new life knew him as Luis Serra, to the extent that he would have felt weird just suddenly being Luis Navarro again. (I know he did use both names and was technically Luis Serra Navarro for university documents, but since "Navarro" shows up in it once and then it's just "Serra" from then on, so to me it seems like a thing where he'd acknowledge himself being Luis Serra Navarro in super formal/official contexts, but in any other context it was just Luis Serra.)
Going back to Valdelobos initially would have been a great opportunity to reclaim Navarro, no awkwardness of an overnight name change. There was yet another opportunity when he introduced himself to Leon. But he doesn't take any of these opportunities. After the horrible shit he's done he decides to stay Serra, not wanting to disgrace his grandfather's name. Plus the fact he abandoned the name in the first place makes him feel guilty, like he doesn't deserve a second chance after rejecting it without any valid reason to.
bonus layer: Luis idolized his father. as in, idolized his imaginary version of his father he made up. I headcanon that he does take after his father in one way- his father was never in his life because he hated life in the village and decided to run off to a big city before Luis was born. (I flip-flop a bit but tend to imagine him as a deadbeat who knew Luis's mom was pregnant when he left and just didn't care) so all Luis knows about his father is that he left the village, so he turns into this blank slate Luis can project whatever fantasies he wants on to. Like if his grandfather told him he couldn't do something, he'd imagine his dad being the cool parent who would say yes. Whatever Luis is interested in in the current moment, he can imagine his father shares the interest.
Another thing I go back and forth on is whether Luis knows his father left knowingly. I can see his grandfather lying to him and saying his father didn't know, to spare him the pain of rejection. But I can also see his grandfather just being honest, to prevent exactly what ends up happening: Luis building up a mental image of his father that reality would never hold a candle to. But that wouldn't work; Luis is a really creative kid who loves heroes, and his imagination has no trouble spinning stories about how his father is a hero who fights bad guys, and wants to have Luis in his life, but it would put him in danger.
So when his grandfather gets bit hunting, and then sick from it, he imagines his father would be a perfect hunter who would never make a fatal mistake like that. Making "Luis Serra" an even more appealing option in the midst of his grief.
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I've seen a bunch of people draw the start of their clangen saves so i wanted to do the same! Here's the original Orangeclan cats from way back in December when i started playing this game
More info on them under the cut
Orangeclan lives in the mountain cliff and as far as backstory goes i always imagined that they used to live in caves/tunnels but a huge flood happened and their clan was decimated. Despite being pretty old when this happened Sleetfur was able to dig a way out of the cave/tunnel and save himself, his mate and Sparkblotch's family from drowning, his beavery was rewarded by starclan giving him nine lives and giving him the mission of rebuilding the clan.
Sleetstar would later scout the area after the flood passed to look for more survivors from his clan, which led to him finding and rescuing Asterswoop, Spikefreckle, Tigerbush, Forestpaw and Slightpaw. He then guided the cats to the mountain top because be believed that being all the way up there would keep the clan safe from any other natural disasters that happened down bellow.
Dont ask why they're called Orangeclan btw, i didn't out any thought on the name. I was having a lot of save problems and had 3 other clans before this one that i couldn't save and i thought it was gonna be the same for them so i didn't bother picking up a cool name and went with the first randomized option.
Now into the cats themsleves
I already talked a bit about Sleetstar but i love him so much :(, i don't get why people never pick older cats to be leaders, maybe it's different in the newer version of clangen but my guy would rarely lose lives let alone get sick or injured. He was a strong man! And a very good leader, he wals always trying to set a good example to his clanmates.
He is mates with Shadowpelt and they were very sweet, tho i don't have much to say about Shadowpelt because he died on my first timeskip and then i got sas because his last though was about growing old with Sleetstar 💔
Tigerbush was my first medicine cat and one of the only cats from this image that's still alive in current Orangeclan, i have no idea how, this man is absolute ancient and refuses to retire. Crusty old cat is only leaving the medicine den on his coffin at this point.
Spikefreckle was pretty cool? The cats liked her as a deputy and she was always looking out to the younger cats in clan, but unfortunately i also don't have much to say about her since she also died pretty early on when i send a patrol to investigate a badger den. Which sucked because she had such a cool design :(
While no cat at the start of a clangen save os related i always pictured Sparkblotch being Pigeonpelt and Fadedgaze's mother, she was very nice and spent most of her days as a sweet old lady looking over the clan's kits. Her sons are pretty cool too, Fadedgaze is very chill and Pigeonpelt is such a guy!! He's a little shy and adopted two abandoned kits that grew up to be called Doveheart and Hailhawk! Bird fam!
The there's Asterswoop who's the cat with the biggest swag around, they're full of themselves and think they're the best warrior ever. But he's not a jerk, they were always pretty helpful just a lil annoying. I absolutely love his fur pattern and it sucks ass that none of his kids got the same harsh white divide :(
Speaking of kids, they're family was kinda of a mess, they got together with an ex-loner and had two kits but quickly divorced and the ex went ton to marry Fadedgaze shortly after. Who she also had kits with and divorced to get together with another cat shortly after-
Lastly we have Forestpaw and Slightpaw who grew up to be Forestpoppy/star and Slightstreak, god there's so much to say about these two and their fucked up relationship. Being the only two young warriors in the clan there was pressure from their clanmates for them to get together and bring kits to the clan, which they did but their relationship was by no means good or healthy.
Slightstreak was a pool of negativity always complaining about everything and everyone, their son Woodkit was born around the time Forestpoppy was appointed as deputy and many times she put her job over being around for the kid, leaving Woodkit to be around his other mom most of the time, who was seemingly never satisfied or proud of anything he accomplished.
They actually divorced right after Woodshade became a warrior which was fucking hilarious to me
#Orangeclan my beloved#how can someone get so invested in lil pixel cats bro :(#i care about them so much#clangen#orangeclan#warrior cats#wc#warriors cats oc#wc oc#hyena scribbles
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My biggest gripe with fics that show Naruto and Sasuke having willing intimate contact with their spouses, even if they end up getting together eventually, is the problem of narrative. Sasuke and Naruto are two gay men in heterosexual cages of a marriage. They went into it due to circumstances out of their control. Hinata and Sakura don't actually care about them, or how they feel. They don't really give a damn as long as they get to call them their husbands. Fics that show them as kind or understanding are basically lies that writers tell themselves but the truth is that Naruto and Sasuke suffer in their marriages. They are trophy husbands, make no mistake. Imagine being in a long term partnership where your spouse is so uncaring or uninterested in knowing or caring about your feelings, but would do literally anything to keep you chained to them because it uplifts their image in their own heads. What kind of a marriage is it? Not the kind where they would willingly kiss and hug and have intimate contact. What would it actually look like? It would be awash in the inherent feeling of helplessness, it would be stilted, forced. To keep appearances for their kids and the society at large. And that IS the case in Gaiden and Boruto the film, isn't it? Kishi showed it to us with certainly more emphasis than necessary. Because he understands the predicament of two gay men who love each other but are stuck in a het prison of a life, doing things that they don't want to, living a lie they are forced to.
Why the hell would I wanna read something that doesn't acknowledge it? Kishi understands. It's not a frivolous issue, it's serious. Closeted gay folks have to compromise on so much to be able to conform to a society that doesn't even fucking accept them as they are. And all they want is to love and be loved. For who they are. Sasuke and Naruto can't even be fucking themselves in a world they saved, putting their own lives on the line several times. Do Sakura and Hinata really know their hearts? Do they deserve to?
I don't care about any damn fic that doesn't acknowledge their struggle, their grief, their woes, their sacrifice, their bitterness for a world that doesn't understand them in the least.
So yeah, I don't wanna see them frolicking around with their wives as if their identities are just some dice in a box that writers can roll any which way they want.
It's a grave issue, I would like to see it treated with care and respect. It fucking breaks my heart that they are living their lives the way they are in canon, I just wish fic writers understood this issue better to give us the resolution we couldn't get in canon. But one will have to understand gay narratives first to be able to write about it in a meaningful, empathetic and compassionate manner. At the end of the day, a good story is one that rings true, that sounds convincing. And thing is, writers don't even have to look anywhere else than what Kishi himself wrote for inspiration. His version rings true, it's sincere and nuanced and realistic. Just follow the trail of blood. Be kind to gay narratives, be kind to their story. And to do that, one has to accept the problems with the shinobi world, an unjust, prejudiced world of which Hinata and Sakura are a part. Make them take accountability for things they did if you are gonna write divorce fics in canonverse Boruto era , but for that, you will have to write them in character first.
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dont get me wrong- I dabble in spreaver as much as the next chode, but I'm not like... super into some of the ooc content? Not getting into specifics, because who am I to judge, but we need some more toxic spreaver rep. Like... the potential there. Two imperfect and arguably unchangeable individuals who somehow view the other as an equal- despite various conflicting and borderline disastrous combinations of character- and use them in order to both humble them self and also get back at the other person???? Who mutually just write it off as "this doesn't mean anything", but for different reasons??? One who simply indulges in conquest and pleasure, marking this as another notable person off the checklist- and the other, who just needed a little break from the responsibilities and consequences they have to live with? AND THE POTENTIALLY UNSPOKEN FEELINGS AN THOUGHTS THEY HAVE- SPECIFICALLY ABOUT HOW THEY FIND THEIR... whatever it is- SOMETHING THEY DON'T REGRET, AS IT'S THE ONLY TIME THEY FEEL AS THOUGH THEY FONT HAVE TO BULLSHIT??? Like, yeah no they hate each other and actively find themselves annoyed with the very presence of the other, but they also understand them for what they are better than ANYONE else. They are two sides of the same coin, and possess the ability to murder the other if they decided to- and yet choose not to. Why? They don't even know. But it's just... wild, that they know things about the other that no one else probably ever will, and the fear from knowing that they see right through them just kind of shuts them up about trivial things that don't exist within or beyond this moment. They just couldn't care.
Ok but in general: They literally do not care. It's... weird, but it's not like a super emotionally investing prospect beyond the greater scheme of "huh... this is kind of a fucked up situation when you really think about it. But low key I don't want to put in more than what I already have into this, so fuck no I'm not getting into it"
-I do think that if they were different people under different circumstances, they could've maybe been happy together, though. Maybe as simple villagers- or adventurers, seeing how skilled they are in that field. But defiantly without the added impact from lifetimes worth of burdens, trauma, terrors, destruction, expectations, and sacrifice. Without all that, I think the free-spirited yet determined Sparrow would've been content with the articulate and skillful "Reaver". One, a mute who commits them self to whatever they set their mind on, often to the benefit of those around them- and the other, a well-versed man with ambitious goals, but who settles for living everyday to the fullest via the experiences he gains in daily life. Different people. Different story. Y'know what? I'm just gonna pretend like every spreaver fic I read that isn't as needlessly complex as the image I've got in my head is just an au version of the story. Saves me a few braincells.
Thank you fable writers for leaving a gaping middle chunk between fable 2 and fable 3 so that I could write delusional half-assed thoughts about a bunch of polygons who I think had, like- 3 conversations? Whatever. Fuck you.
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im a little late to the 3d discourse but id like to share my opinion on it
i personally liked it, the beat and the lyrics were great, the song is catchy and it gives justin timberlake vibes which i love. i love how jk is exploring himself as an artist and is comfortable showing different sides of him. i read the message of another anon saying that he'd been infantilized and sexualized for the majority of his career, and he's finally taking back the power and creating his own image rather than conforming to whatever box fans or the public want to trap him in. i think that's very empowering and i'm very proud of him for this.
what i had a problem with was jack harlows's verse. not only his part disrupted the flow of the song, the lyrics were also terrible and misogynistic. it's 2023, you can write a verse without degrading women, calling them thots, bashing on monogamy and lining up girls in the music video as if they were dolls to play with. if your artistry depends on all this, then you're not a great artist you're just a fucking misogynist (yes i'm insulting him as an artist, i don't care for his fans, yall can do better). it still surprises me how hybe let this pass this easily, the lyrics of jack's part could've been regulated a bit more. misogynistic lines aside, his rap and flow wasn't that great, he seemed bored and not trying hard enough for the song, and he didn't fit the vibe of the song. I agree that the song needed a rap verse to make it complete, but it could've been any other artist or the lyrics could've been less disgusting. some ppl might say i'm being sensitive or can't handle explicit stuff- there's a difference between singing explicitly and downright degrading women in a song. you can sing about sex and all that without objectifying women (take a look at seven, it was much more explicit and direct and it was very fun and respectful). even jk's parts in 3d were fun and respectful, so jack's part doesn't fit that vibe at all. even the music video was great, everyone's dancing and having fun, until jack's part came and they started lining up girls like toys.
yes everyone has the right to their own opinion, but we should use some critical thinking and basic empathy when it comes to matters like misogyny (which is a huge problem hello, we live in a patriarchy that's been stepping on women's necks since forever). whoever liked jack's part or that type of music in general, great i hope you enjoy the song, however i hope yall also reflect on it, bc subconsciously this type of media affects ppls thoughts and beliefs, and it feeds misogyny and even internalized misogyny. its 2023, we can do better than this, there's plenty of other artists and songs about sex and intimacy and fun times that don't contain misogynistic ideas (you can start with any women artists and go from there). now that i got this out of my chest, i'm gonna pretend the original version doesn't exist and continue listening to the alternate version without jack's part.
p.s. this comment wasn't directed to you or any specific person, just talking in general <3
nothing to add bc you honestly said it all, and i couldn't agree more 👍🏻
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Arrhg...!
Nightbringer is driving me a little crazy.
Don't get me wrong, I like it. The story is engaging and I'm learning a lot about these characters. (Albeit I already knew some of it because of my fixation with overanalyzing my favorite characters and stories. Not the point.) The new art is lovely as well and the battle sprites are all adorable! The characters, the bosses and the even the boss attack notes are precious. (On that note I would love to get a high quality image of Belphie's sheep. I love it so very much!)
That said there are still some aggravating bugs and issues.
Inconsistent flash sale items. At first it seemed like we were getting level rewards at 15 then every five levels after. I was even hoping that it would switch to every level at some point but instead it seems there was bug that made it not pop up at all. Now I'm never sure when it'll pop up. The same for the AP sale that's supposed to pop up when the player runs out. This is making it very difficult to finish the events. Speaking of events....
Fast paced events. This is less of an issue if you have lots of time on your hands but a lot of players don't. I've seen other players complain about this before and after Nightbringer's launch. I'm kinda feeling it now because I only did well in the first Nightbringer event because of the starter pack I bought. I literally can't afford another expense like that yet. I couldn't roll any cheat cards and I'm still stuck in box one! I feel deflated. And to make matters worse the main story is still rolling out so lesson 12 came out on the same day as a [censored] LOOT BOX event! Audyvzigzcxsyjbdh?!
No x2 in events. I really hope this changes eventually because I'm absolutely positive that I'm not getting to box four. (No battle sprite outfits for me. 🥲) Og Obey Me has two days of boosted points for getting an edge in events but Nightbringer does not. It's killing me. I'm super happy to be able to play the story without keys. I hope keys stay gone. I even appreciate the hard and extreme stages in Nightbringer events. But I am already struggling to get AP, can we please have the boosts back? Pretty please?
On a more personal note the story itself is giving me some... feelings. I do like the story. It's smoother than og Obey Me and MC's options are pure gold which gives the whole experience a more immersive feel. But I keep wondering where this is going. (And that's a good thing!) I'm still worried a bit about how much information is going to get retconned. Although surprisingly not a whole lot has been (yet).
The biggest thing on my mind is how fucked up it all is? MC is being told that Nightbringer wants happiness. A word that has been tossed around a lot already. But weren't we already happy? How does that make sense? Solomon is pushing MC to make a choice but neglects to explain that he knows what's going on? Or at least he knows Nightbringer and doesn't tell MC that. I don't know who to trust anymore. And what happened to all the demon's eat humans stuff? And the brothers recalling how they used to corrupt human souls? Lucifer even said he enjoyed consuming human souls! How is that going happen? Is it going to happen? Are we supposed to believe that it was made up to scare MC? Or...?
I legit want to go home. To the present. To the version of the brothers who remember all the crazy stuff we've been through. I want the version of Mammon who clearly made some mistakes but grew from them. Who has probably partied as hard as the Avatar of Lust and came out wiser and with more experience. I love him no matter what but I'm an adult. I know how important it is to experience things. To fuck it all up. To piece yourself back together and move on. I want to help him do that but I fell in love with the version of him that already did. I don't want to abandon present Mammon for past Mammon. I don't want warp time and space unless I absolutely have to. I want to punch Nightbringer in the face. I want to make out with Mammon again. I want my degenerate fade to black scenes.
Yes. Yes I am. I am a greedy spoiled brat who just wants my man back. My bed back. My bros back. My Zombie iguana back. My Mammon hellbobo back. My suspiciously matching earring back. Just let me save the three worlds or whatever so I can have my life back. 'Kay?
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