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sunday morning snippet!! it's 12AM so it counts for sunday!!
“My mum would have a fit,” Sirius said sort out of nowhere.
He was listening, he was. But then his mind had half-drifted off, thinking of conversations at dinner tables where he was forced to wear the dress robes with the too-tight collars and well, okay, maybe Sirius had lost track of all of the words a little while ago.
Remus stopped reading aloud immediately, looking up. “What?” he asked, lacking his usual irritation when interrupted.
Remus wore a rarely open expression. One that drove Sirius to continue, saying something he otherwise might not have. Maybe if the sun was in a different position or if it was a Wednesday instead of a Saturday, or maybe if it was James instead of Remus, or maybe if it was two o’clock in the afternoon instead of five o’clock. Maybe if any single thing had been different Sirius might not have continued the thought, which pressed at his ribs with a steady ache — a bruise begging to be pressed.
“Queers, poofs, whatever.” Sirius waved a hand dismissively. “My mother would throw a fit knowing we’re reading a novel by one of them.”
Remus’ face remained as blank as ever, if not for the slight crease in his forehead.
“She thinks they’re about as bad as mudbloods,” said Sirius, getting to his point after a bit more time had passed. That was about all there was to his point, but it felt significant for some reason. His heart was thundering loudly in his ears. Sirius wondered vaguely if Remus could hear it with his freaky hearing, then realised he probably could.
“What about you?” Remus asked quickly, watching Sirius intensely.
Sirius found looking at Remus to worsen the state of his rapidly beating heart as nervousness, or something, worked its way up his throat. Sirius swallowed, finding Lupin’s gaze too intense. He preferred the sight of his already half-picked thumbnail. He scraped at his thumb a bit more, swallowing again.
“Well, y’know, I don’t think mudbloods are all that bad. Evans is alright when she takes the quill out of her arse for three seconds, I guess.”
Sirius heard a snort of laughter that helped him relax his shoulders some. He continued speaking to his torn thumbnail.
“So… how right could she be about the rest of it, y’know what I mean?” Sirius said it quickly, as though it was a secret he wasn’t supposed to tell. It felt like a secret, in some odd way.
He was met with a silence that immediately made his heart lurch again. He forced himself to glance up, just enough to catch Remus’ eyes. Shockingly, Sirius found that they’d softened. They were far less intense, and even the crease between his eyebrows had disappeared. He was looking all, well, soft. It was a funny sort of look for Remus, Sirius thought. It suited him, yes, but not in the way his usual stoicism did.
“What?” Sirius asked after a while, feeling sheepish under the prolonged eye contact.
“Nothin’,” Remus replied immediately.
“No, no, what?” Sirius shuffled closer on the couch cushions, so close their knees were centermetres from touching. “You have to tell me now. You know how I get when you keep all your little secrets.”
Remus huffed. “Insufferable,” he said with a shake of his head.
“Exactly! Insufferable.”
“This is classic manipulation, you know, threatening poor behaviour like this?”
Sirius shrugged, quirking a smile. “Yes, well, I did have to learn some things from my mother, didn’t I?”
Remus shook his head again, pretending not to laugh in that way he did. “I was just thinking,” he said after a beat.
“About?”
“About how you’re brilliant.”
Sirius’ throat immediately felt thick. “What?”
“Dunno.” Remus somehow managed to avoid and catch Sirius’ eyes simultaneously. They were caramel in the afternoon sun, his favourite kind of sun for Remus’ eyes. “Just… dunno how someone so awful made you. And– and you’re so good.”
Sirius blinked rapidly, swallowing once then twice then a third time to try and rid himself of the lump in his throat. His cheeks burned, his throat, his eyes. He ducked his head.
“Oh,” he said stupidly. And then, “You’re not so bad yourself, Lupin,” he coughed out, having to first compose himself enough to do so.
“Shove off.”
“Go on,” Sirius said, wiping at his eyes as surreptitiously as he could manage. “Read more of the book written by the poof. Maybe I’ll write a report for good ol’ Walburga.”
tagged by my abosolute darling @fiddleleafedfig ! it's a bit longer than a snippet, but i was scrolling through my docs for something and stumbled upon it. it was too cute not to use.
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Please learn more than just a Phrase.
I don't expect people to be subject matter experts on issues of global politics.
But false equivalency is rampant in online discourse regarding three major conflicts in the world today. I am using the word conflict in this post, however, when applicable, i will use other words to describe specifics. (Nuance folks... it's a thing)
So i start off with an assumption that most people don't understand the basics of most international events. As an american, i only know some of the stuff that is happening within my own nation. This is not an insult to you, dear reader. Rather, it is a position we all must realize we are in. You do not understand most world issues.
You just don't.
you aren't there. it isn't your life. you don't have the academic background.
I saw a post recently calling for "freedom for Palestine, Sudan, and Congo."
And it bothered me. Not because i am opposed to peace, (how is asking for ceasefire a bad thing?) but rather because i believe simplifying the conflicts with this wording showcases the ignorance of the differences.
Not all conflicts are the same.
In palestine, we have a convoluted mess where two groups claim a territory as home. getting into the in-depth story of this conflict takes time. Foundational elements of it take place thousands of years ago, but the conflict itself is only about 75 years old. So it is a long and short story. Currently, the sovereign state of Israel is engaging in a genocide in Gaza. Asking for freedom for palestinians makes sense. they live in an apartheid state and would like a state of their own. they wish to be free of occupation. you can argue with the details, be pro-israel, or whatever, but that is the basic ask of palestinians. (if you want to get into anti-semetic regional sentiment or the desire of certain groups to eradicate the israeli jewish population or Israel as a nation that's a different topic, not the point of what i'm talking about.)
In the Congo and Sudan, it is a different story.
Let's start with the Congo. First of all, Which Congo?
Let's please understand that there is the Republic of the Congo and the Democratic Republic of the Congo. The Republic of the Congo is a former french colony. Then there is Democratic Republic of the Congo. Some of us might remember this country as Zaire.
the DRC is the congo we are talking about in the news. This was a former belgian colony and the atrocities committed by the belgians there rival any genocide in human history. i've seen estimates between 5 million and 20 million deaths. some estimates state the population of native congolese were cut in HALF. since the turbulent start of the country after their independence in 1960, the country knew relative peace until the 1990s. Then a mixture of a weak central government and the Rwandan Civil war (which had it's own genocide you may have heard about) spilled over into what was then Zaire. Zaire dissolved, and the DRC took it's place, But the wars have been raging off an on since then. earlier this year, more civil war violence erupted AGAIN. This displaced millions, AGAIN. while the DRC is a bit of an autocratic and repressive regime, the rebel groups are groups with ties with the Rwandan government and the other group with ties to Isis. It's awful all the way down.
Sudan has had an ongoing civil war for over 20 years. I remember this because i helped lead some anti-genocide protests regarding Darfur when i was in college 20 years ago. I've been following this conflict for nearly my entire adult life. you may have heard about this with regards to the Save Darfur coalition regarding the genocide in Darfur. Well, that genocide has continued (albeit with less intensity) for 20 years. the civil war lasted until 2021, but restarted in a different form in late 2023. the conflict is now between two different sides of the military government fighting each other.
It is an awful conflict full of awful leaders. Sudan's government suffered a revolution in 2019 from a dictator, only to have that government overthrown in a coup by the current dictator. The Sudanese military is supported by folks like Russia and North Korea. you will see a bunch of communist countries support it, and you might think "hey, maybe al-Burhan is a leftist".
no... no he is not.
He is a military despot. He has no ties to any real ideology. He just runs sudan as a military dictator.
So who is opposing him?
The Rapid Support Forces. and you may be thinking "ok, so they are the good guys? trying to overthrow the dictator?"
No... They are the ones that instigated the Genocide in Darfur.
This is a situation is "no matter who wins, the people of Sudan lose."
So when folks claim these are all the same. Or wonder why folks talk about one and not the other.
there are reasons. These are very different conflicts. Please learn about them. It matters more than spouting some 4 word slogan calling for "freedom."
Find out what the people of these areas actually need. Learn more about what is happening. My description above is incomplete. I may even get some things wrong. I am trying to keep informed, but I am not an expert, nor do i live there. Raise voices from the region and find out if there are ways to help.
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Houseki No Kuni Chapter 108 Thoughts: Everything Stays....
Hello all. I hope the month of April was good to everyone. It was alright for me, though I'm just in awe by how fast it went! Time really goes by too quickly as you get older.
Speaking of time, would you look at that? The final chapter of Houseki no Kuni was released! 108 chapters over the course of 12 years. And I've been following it for nearly 5 of those years! Wow! That is quite the feat, Ms. Ichikawa.
I'd been waiting for this day for a long time, and the feeling is bittersweet, with the overlaying feeling of relief. This emotional rollercoaster that Ms. Ichikawa had sent us on has finally reached it's dock.
Phos's story is finally complete. What a ride it had been!
Now the question is: Was I satisfied?....
I'll do my best to answer this. I don't know how long this post will be, but I'm hoping that it won't be too long (edit: Oops. I was wrong.) And as always, please feel free share your own thoughts if you're interested!
Here we go:
Phos's True End: Was It Satisfying?
I reread this chapter a few times to answer this question and to be honest, I still reach the same conclusion: It was fitting. Not absolutely bad or 100% amazing, but in terms of Phos's whole journey throughout this story, I think this was a fitting ending for Phos, and that's good. And if anything else, it's a little ironic.
I mentioned in my last post that I thought it was funny that the remaining piece of Phos had become the youngest/newest member of the pebble species much like how they originally were at the beginning off the whole manga. It seems though, the similarities don't end there because of this little interaction between Eyeball/Pita-pat and Pebble Phos:
I'm sure this was supposed to be a little cheeky conversation and Eyeball/Pita-pat didn't really mean it. But still, this was an interesting exchange to include in this final chapter, especially right before it's implied that Eyeball/Pita-pat passed away.
One intriguing story choice Ichikawa made was having Pebble Phos continuously fall apart near the end to the point that they become a small spec. To be honest, I was not sure how to feel about this part when I first read, especially considering how now there's hardly any of Phos left now. Like, after Eyeball/Pita-pat saved that last bit of Phos so they could have a nice life away from humanity, it'd be unfair for them to break apart again to nothing after all of that. But I did like how the pebbles decided to view Pebble Phos' changes; that their fragments surely became beautiful comets that would brighten someone's day. And that shot with original Phos was nice...
Also, I saw the post that implied that Ichikawa released this final chapter around the same time that a rare famous comet was supposed to be seen on Earth. I want to say that I think it was a pure coincidence, but I'm not putting anything past this author!
This chapter made me think of that one song from Adventure Time: Everything Stays. If you haven't heard of it, please give a listen. It's a song about life and the course of change. It focuses on how even if things appear to stay the same over the course of time, changes still occur, even if subtle. Phos certainly changed a lot throughout their story through intense mind and physical altering events. But I also think they changed subtly even during the less intense moments. I think the moments in this final chapter fit with this song, too. Phos was always evolving, even when it didn't appear so. Through their interactions and lack thereof with others and their environment, Phos was always changing and growing, ever so subtly. And even in this last chapter, Phos is still evolving and that'll likely never end.
Interesting... after thinking about it some more, I think I feel a little more satisfied with how this chapter/story ended. I'm glad that Ms. Ichikawa didn't pull some other twist near the end; that certainly would have ruined it for me. Am I 100% happy with how Phos's story ended? I don't think so. But to me, it's a fitting end.
But what do I think about the series as a whole?
When The Journey Ends: Was It Worth It?
There are very few manga or written stories that had me wanting to see how things end because more often than not, there aren't that many stories that I've read to completion. Part of it is because I don't want the story to end; basically, I'd have the thought process that if I don't know how the story ends, the story doesn't end! Perfect logic (sarcasm). Though this usually happens because I lose interest or because the story goes in directions that I don't like, I'd say one of the main reasons I end up dropping a series is because of how a story ends. How a story ends can completely change one's opinion of a story, and I've seen my fair share of stories that end badly. Sometimes the ending is abrupt and not satisfying, especially if it was lead by a big build up, or the ending is a result of a jarring story pivot that seems to come out of left field. It just seems that many creators don't know how to end their story well. And if I like a story a lot, sometimes I'm too scared to see how it ends. Partially because I don't want the story to end, but mostly because I don't want the end to ruin my experience.
Houseki no Kuni is a unique case for me. I know I've mentioned this before but I'll state it again: I don't think I've ever been so invested in a story like this before. Though that investment had dwindled over time, partially due to me developing new interests, life, and being occasionally dissatisfied with certain story choices, I wanted to see this how this story would end no matter what. And now that it's done, I'm glad I stuck it out.
Was this story perfect? No. There were several story decisions that I wish was either told differently or completely omitted that could have made the story stronger in my opinion.
Did I get a too invested in this story? During certain points, most definitely haha. I remember getting very emotional about certain chapters when I first started making this series of meta posts. I remember seeing some posts from people stating that they no longer liked the manga because of the direction it was going and in some cases, I could see where they were coming from.
Do I regret getting so invested in this story? No. No I don't. Despite not liking certain story aspects, I do not regret getting invested in this story. Though the story was not perfect, this was such a unique experience that I'm grateful to have gone through.
I plan on talking more about how I feel about Houseki no Kuni as a whole in another post. I intend to delve into what I loved about it and what I wish was different. While I could include that stuff here, I think this post is long enough. I've already started working on it, but I know it'll be a while before it's done; you bet there will be some parts with me ranting a little haha
But long story short, despite some grievances I have with some parts of the story, I feel satisfied with how it ended. And I'm glad that I read this series.
What Happens Next: Thank you, HnK Fandom
I want to thank those who've read, liked, and even commented on my posts! I didn't think so many of you would like, let alone read, my longwinded messy posts. I loved every feedback I got, even the ones that didn't agree with me. You made me love being part of this niche fandom. Like I said in the previous section, I have at least one more post that I want to make detailing everything I feel about Houseki No Kuni as a whole. I might make another one that's more for fun, but we'll see. I encourage anyone who's interested to share your own thoughts on the post! I seriously love reading different perspectives.
But after those posts, I don't know how involved I'll be in the fandom afterwards. I may repost some art and other people's meta posts on occasion. But when it comes to meta commentary, these will likely be my last posts about HnK. I have other fandoms that I like to follow, though I don't make posts about them. Perhaps I will, though I know they will be nothing like the posts I've made about Houseki no Kuni. This was the only series I've ever felt compelled to analyze so deeply, which makes it special for me. If I were to post anything about the other stuff I'm into, it'll most likely be of fanart that I made for my own personal enjoyment. I know scare many of my followers away since they'll not be HnK related. But who knows? I haven't made any HnK art in a long time... Maybe one of these days, I can try to make some HnK art again. I have some unfinished pieces on my computer that's now years old. Yeah, I should finish them when I have the time. That'd be a fun little send off.
Anyhow, if you are interested, please hang around for my final HnK meta posts! And when it's out, please please PLEASE share your own thoughts in it! Don't be afraid to share your opinions. I promise I don't bite.
So that's it. These are my thoughts of the final chapter of Houseki no Kuni. I might add more to it, but I'm fine with what I put out. Wow... I still can't believe I got into this series 5 years ago! So much had changed in my life since then. Despite everything, it was worth it.
Thank you again for reading my jargon. It means a lot and I can't wait to post my true final meta posts about Houseki no Kuni.
What a ride this was.
Until next time...
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caitlin clark x black!reader
you and caitlin had been dating for a few years. practically spending every moment together when you weren’t in class, with seperate friends, or at practice. and somehow, no one on her team knew.
her parents loved you, but beyond your families, you kept it secret.
she was in her 4th year now, declared for the draft, and iowa was seconds away from winning the BIG ten championship. she was seconds away from winning her last conference championship.
you stood between brent and colin, standing on your feet as the game played intensely in overtime. “come on babe.” you whispered to yourself, feeling colin pull you into his side as he anxiously watched.
it was nebraska’s ball, they were inbounding it with less then 30 seconds left in the game, gabbie guarding the ball, caitlin closer to the rim.
you heard the whistle blow, gabbie jumping in an attempt to block the ball but missing as the ball flew over her head, caitlin moving to her right and jumping into the air. she snatched the ball, regained her footing, and began to dribble onto the other side of the court.
there was no coming back. was she going to make the shot? put them over another 3 just for giggles?
she circled around to the audience, chucking the ball into the air as the buzzer blew, letting out a shout as you smiled, tears brimming in your eyes as you leaned into colin.
they’d did it.
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you stood by patiently, watching as caitlin celebrated with her team, did an interview or two, before searching for her group, for her family.
you only had so many wristbands between the 5 of you, and she had to come over and state that you guys were with her anyway before you could be let on to the court.
she went straight for her mom, anne pressing a kiss to her forehead as she stepped over the stanchion.
“so proud of you!”
her dad, “wouldn’t have been any less happy whether you lost or not.”
colin, “you did great. loved the ball chuck by the way.”
you watched on with a soft smile as she pulled away from her younger brother, shoving him lightly as she smiled at him, turning her head and searching for you, her smile growing wider once she found you.
the cameras followed briefly before she waved them off, rushing over to you.
“baby!” she exclaimed softly, pulling you into a hug as you wrapped your arms around her waist, standing on your toes with a smile.
“i’m so proud of you coco! that was so awesome!” you praise, her hold on you lasting just a bit longer.
“thanks for coming, it means the world.” she whispered, pulling away as you straighten out your jersey, squeezing your hand before dropping it.
“can we talk later? after post-game?” she questions, taking a step back as your brows furrow, answering her question with a nod.
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you stood talking with anne as you watched journalists walk out of the media room. “and i told the kid that he couldn’t eat his watercolor paints just because they looked like candy.” you said, smiling as anne laughed at the situation, shaking her head in dismay.
you were an art teacher in indiana teaching at a k-12 school there. you had met caitlin through her ex-boyfriend actually. he went to iowa, was a few years older, and worked with the indiana pacers. he had broken up with her on and off again, and the last time he did, caitlin decided to keep it at that.
the downside to teaching, especially in indiana, is that you couldn’t ever make it to all of her games like you’d wanted to. if they were on a weekend, and the away games were close enough, you’d drive out to watch, otherwise watching them live.
you felt bad, because she supported you in everything you did, reading about the different types of art projects you did with your kids, even going so far as to try and do some of her own. but you felt like you were lacking in that department, all because of how your work schedule aligned.
“hey! i’m gonna steal her for five seconds! be back!” you hear, snapping out of your thoughts as you feel yourself being pulled along. the arm attached to your girlfriend, looking behind your shoulder to see hannah, one of her teammates, watching you curiously as lisa spoke to anne and brent.
“caitlin- what are you doing?” you ask, as she pulls you around a corner, pushing you lightly against a wall as the hall remains quiet.
“i have a question. and i want you to be honest.” she says softly, grabbing your hand and playing with the rings resting on your fingers.
“okay? if this is about my thoughts on the first quarter i might hurt your feelings.” you joke as she rolls her eyes, removing her hat from her head and readjusting it.
“since im moving to indiana after graduation, do you um…do you wanna move in with me? like live with me?” she ask, a blush rising to her cheek, fiddling with the bracelet she got you.
“caitlin..i mean are you sure?” you ask, biting back a grin as she nods quickly.
“yeah, i was going to wait, but then as soon as we get back you and i are flying out again for my spring break. i knew i’d forget and seeing you with my parents kind of solidified that question in my head for me.” she reasons as you nod.
“will you let me pick the furniture for the apartment?” you question, a bit of teasing in your voice as she shakes her head.
“no i meant a house. i mean i have the money, the housing market isn’t going to get any cheaper, and i know that even if im not ready to get married yet, that i do wanna do life with you…is that okay?” she says, pulling away as you wrap your arms around her.
“let me get the utilities okay?” you demanded, knowing that on a teacher's salary it’d be hard to buy a house on your own anytime soon, but that you would have contributed regardless of the difference in spending between the two of you.
“wait so it’s a yes? you’ll do it? you’ll move in with me?” she asks loudly, joy radiating from her voice as you nod, matching her excitement.
“this is so- oh my god!” she exclaims, jumping on her feet, stepping back covering her mouth as she practically kicks her leg up.
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you stood in caitlin’s apartment, checking over your suitcase and hers as there was a knock at the door.
you know she had invited the team over before your flight so that you could meet them, you weren’t sure however, how many of them would show up.
at the opening of the door, you heard a midwestern accent. kate martin you figured, hearing her squeal as caitlin laughed.
“where are they? i wanna meet them!” you hear, rushing footsteps nearing you before they stop. “oh my god it’s a girl. i knew it.” is said, forcing you to turn on your feet and stare at the blonde who stands there with a grin.
“hi! it’s kate right?” you question, sticking out a hand as she smiles, taking it. “yeah, sorry. i’m kate. probably would have been nicer to introduce myself first.”
kate was followed by a few other teammates: syd affolter, jada, taylor, and hannah, who recognized you almost instantly.
“oh my god, you were at the tournament. i saw you!” she exclaimed with a sweet smile on her face as she hugged you.
“wait you were at our game? cc why didn’t you tell us!” jada reprimands, turning away from you as caitlin walks into the living room.
“she’s been to most of our away games if they’re close enough to indiana.” caitlin argued, leaning against the arm of the couch as people stood between you.
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you balanced yourself on caitlin’s shoulders, adjusting the painting on the wall as she held your thighs.
“bee, what do you think of pizzas tonight? there’s a trader joe’s right up the street, we can buy some of their oven ready ones.” caitlin suggest as you look down toward her, making eye contact as you realize she’s referring to frozen pizzas.
“that’s fine baby. whatever you want, i’m not picky.” you say softly, refocusing on the painting in front of you as you continue to shift it from side to side.
“hey.” you hear, looking down to see a face of disappointment on her face. “pay attention to me.” she whined, making you smile as she pat your thigh, stepping closer to the wall so you could finish adjusting the painting.
“you’re so needy. it would have taken me five minutes to hang this.” you joke, as she lowers you to the ground, placing hands on your waist before wrapping her arms around your waist.
“i don’t care. let’s go get pizza. we’ve been working on the house all day.” she complains, pressing a kiss to your jaw as you shrug in agreement.
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you watched curiously as she picked the pepperonis off of the pizza.
“cait. we could have gotten more than pepperoni.” you say softly as she shakes her head.
“that’s what you wanted, and i knew we wouldn’t eat more than one pizza” she says as you noted that they only had pepperoni in stock while you guys were there. “also, do you mind if i kinda hard launch things? i knew we talked about waiting until after i left iowa. i left yesterday. can i post you on my instagram now?” she asked quickly, scrolling through her phone as you shook your head at how unserious she was.
“caitlin you’re so- yeah, do what you want.” you laugh, leaning into her as you turn the volume up on the tv, feeling her press a kiss to your head.
you were home.
caitlinclark22: found the sweetest home in this girl. i love you forever and then some bee<3
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For familial f/o day, organized by my love @cherry-bomb-ships I didn't have much prepared other than queueing a few posts, so I decided to share a couple wips from the lyric video I'm working on instead! ^ 0 ^ 💖💖
The first one is of Kep doing some training on the ship as Brea supervises, I imagine while they're in hyperspace he trains with the little ball thing a lot since he has a lot of work to do in order to hone his Force connection! And the second ofc is the two of them catching a little snooze, probably on an away mission.
It's definitely a lot easier for Kepler to fall asleep when Brea's around because he feels a lot safer 🥺💖
#artfarts#self insert#self ship#familial f/o#familial self ship#wip#🪐 kepler quinn 🪐#aaaand thats it :3#UGGH IM SO EXCITED TO SEE THIS WHOLE THING COME TOGETHER#these are some of the less...intense bits of it#just showcasing how they spend time together and how they become part of each others lives 🥺💖💖💖#brea basically got a free son thrown at her ajfjf#she is consistently BAFFLED that no one else wanted that perfect boy!#but thats ok 🥺 she gives him all the support and care he deserves#hehe anyway thank u to my partner for putting this event together!!#they always give so much to the community and i know they love seeing everyone's posts! 💖🫶💖🫶💖🫶💖🫶💖
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A gimmick which I think would be interesting in a visual novel: small variation in the visual designs of the sprites and backgrounds based on who's narrating a given scene. Not large variations, mostly—buildings are going to have generally the same architecture, people are going to have generally the same outfits, et cetera—but lots of details shifting around on the margins, showing the texture of the characters' thought-processes through the visual design of the world as they see it, rather than only through the text of their narration.
So, for example, one could have one viewpoint character be unusually faceblind, and portray this by having all the sprites have Same-Face Syndrome when viewed from their perspective, even as they hold onto more variation face-wise in everyone else's perspectives. One could have one viewpoint character who's unusually conscious of the fine details of their physical environment, and portray this by drawing the environment-art with much more fiddly detail when in their perspective, showing wood-grain and electrical wiring and other such things which are abstracted away in others' perspectives of the same areas. Et cetera.
#Archive#Visual Novels#Premises#there's also some room once the pattern has been established on the small scale to go more intense about it#one character just sort of never seeing the building that's the big landmark for everyone else or something#but making that too prominent will end up leaving you with something less like this-idea-in-its-basic-form and more like saya no uta#and for all that i in fact liked says no uta itself it's definitely not particularly about the-thing-this-idea-in-its-basic-form-is-about#so there's a bit of a balancing act there#(the thing this idea is about being largely 'people vary widely in which bits of the world they tend to notice / pay attention to')#(in a mundane way as opposed to just a magical-perception-filtering way)
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I hate to say it but a lot of the fucked up stuff in Berserk is what makes it good actually
#and i do not mean this in an edgelord way but just like#the darkness of the world makes the light parts shine harder in contrast#makes the struggle of the characters attempting to salvage their humanity and hope and relationships and happiness more impressive to watch#not to mention just how much of the worldbuilding and art style and themes are only able to be fully expressed#by including much of the more cruel and horrific and darker more imaginative stuff#i am thinking about this because of watching the berserk 97 anime btw#like im not sure i would even want to watch some of the worst parts of the berserk manga animated bc its hard to stomach#but ALSO seeing the story toned down and made a bit more run of the mill and tame and less fantastical and intense#isnt really doing it for me either?#definitely glad i was first introduced to it with the manga i just dont think any adaptation#will quite be able to compare#berserk#p
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Little chickadee au
Bruce: Wally hasn't came to work, the league, or seen by his family... After I gave him Dick.
Alfred: I'm sure master Wallace is fine and just taking care of young master Richard, should I ready the car for you master Bruce?
Bruce: yes.
Hour later
Bruce, picklocking Wally's door: Wally? D-Dick?
Wally: in the bedroom.
Bruce, goes there open the door to see 6 year old Dick sleeping on Wally's chest peaceful.
Bruce: uh I have noticed you haven't left your apartment for a while, everything okay?
Wally: I can't move, or he'll start crying. I can't go out without him, or he'll start crying. Also he drew blood from biting a lady talking to me at the store because I wasn't paying him attention.
Bruce: well... I have the reverse ray almost done... Should we move you to the manor?
Wally: yes, please, I want back my boyfriend and this monster to go away. He knows my weakness Bruce, he knows I hate kids crying and I especially hate him crying... He's evil.
Bruce: I can see, let me call Kent to remove him and we go from there.
Wally: no, don't he'll break his teeth call Slade.
Bruce: we could just leave him with Slade.
Wally: he'll cry.
Bruce: Dick will just get over it then.
Wally: no I meant he'll make Slade cry, probably retire.
Bruce:
Bruce, on the phone: hey Slade, I need you for a moment to babysit someone for me. He's an angel.
#dick grayson#wally west#birdflash#bruce wayne#Little chickadee au#no romance#just a demon child getting very jelly#okay actually dick ain't his tru 6yo self the ray was made by joker so his more intense than he would be#he still has his memories so he doesn't mind being a terror to some people because now he's six and knows everything#Bruce gave him to wally because he bit the shit out of Bruce over both and he's abusing his knowledge of Wally's weakness for things#like much needed sleep. attention. dino nuggies.#kid can take over the world if he wants#need a character to fill a spot for plot? use lex or Slade it's fun#Bruce being like: say less wally
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trying to craft a funger oc like aughhhh i can see him i can picture him in my head right now [image of the most off putting little man possible]
#he does not have a name yet but he DOES have a vague concept. author from the eastern union who got drafted into the military and--#--met another guy during the 1 week he had b4 getting shipped out to basic training. they immediately develop a WAY intense relationship--#--and constantly send letters to each other. author is a total chickenshit and comes to cope w the violence of war thru--#--alcoholism and a complete retreat into his obsession w the other man. gets a couple wires crossed and has his lust morph into more + more#--violent fantasies that the other man plays along w bc its Fun+Wild (at its core its the authors desire for CONTROL. if hes the one--#--bringing the pain then hes safe. even better if its with the single person in existence he feels like he can trust during that--#--period of time). manages to live throughout the rest of the war and rushes back to his lover. spends a slowly degrading week w him where-#--the man comes to realize what he thought of as simple metaphor+exaggeration was TRUE desire from the author + the author flounders--#--without the then expected+familiar terror day in and day out. culminates in the man demanding the author leave and never try to contact--#--him again (saying their romance was wild and exciting and unlike anything hed ever experienced but the only good way it couldve ended--#--was if the author died out on the front and forever left him Wanting without the actual reality of those desires realized) and the--#--author either tries to shoot himself or the man (fails to do so. lol) b4 running off to the first train out of town. worlds messiest guy#ya it leans a bit into samarie territory but hes fun. his theoretical ending b would probably have smth to do w sylvian worship + marriages#even more vague idea for his moonscorched form is a sopping wet pathetic red wolf ('red wolf' being one of the mans terms of endearment--#--thru their wartime love letters) w its legs tangled up in barbed wire so it has to drag itself around. red bc its incredibly--#--thin skin (<-- do you get it .) splits and bleeds thru with every movement. a lot of whining and incoherent babbling as it hesitates to--#--ACTUALLY attack anybody. should have some cock horror element but ive no ideas on that front LOL#skill ideas are persistence predator (more melee damage dealt the less mind hes got- a backstory choice where he focuses entirely on the--#--love letters rather than splitting focus on his on-pause career with short stories) and an unnamed one playing into his terror/lust deal-#--where he gets a buff to either melee damage or speed when his phobia is active. want to come up with at least one more though#mmmaybe him being an author doesnt play that well into his concept as a whole but hes my strangeguy so whatever
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#your girl saw a therapist today and she gave me a diagnosis that I already forgot but she was like ‘it’s not as intense as full on bipolar’#I was just 'as what???'#but it kinda makes sense but idk#after careful examination I realised that some of my decisions def were made under some high wellbeing a bit manic if you will#all the hyperfixations and such#and now I’m actually kind of confused because what if switched to tech also a bit like that#bc yeah I was interested in that for some time before but I decided not to go to Germany and go for tech in like less than 2 weeks#even though i already had a visa and i was accepted at uni there#which seems a bit sus#anyway we’ll see what wonders the pharmaceutical industry can make
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yet another monster oc human form drawing, this one of my disgraced sun god, naasfilrah<3
he's a g-rank fatalis, and he tends to disdain his human form and Not use it for the most part
he always dresses in some kind of formal attire, pingponging back and forth from business casual and proper dressware, this drawing being more of business casual
he'd be less pale however he has been trapped in an underground bunker and subject to intense energy siphoning for the past Several Thousands Of Years, so he looks a bit more pale and fucked up than he was in the past (but i may draw a past version of him eventually)
(also, the writing on the mug is dovahzul (so is naas' name) and reads "world's best sun god" lol)
#mar.txt#ew my art#oc tag: naasfilrah#monster hunter#fatalis#daring to put those in the actual tags....#also posting this at an Ungodly Hour In The Morning as usual with my art so i will srb tomorrow#he was experimented on a lot which is where the scars come from</3 i won't go into a Lore Dump here in the tags but!#needless to say he's Been Through It#the gray in his hair is both from age and from having been in the process of evolving into a white fatalis but due to the Shit He Went Thru#it was ultimately delayed/possibly prevented entirely (i haven't decided for certain yet)#his twin brother is a white fatalis bc he was able to age/evolve into such naturally#also naas' scars glow blue in his human form when he's feeling intense emotions or is relaxed enough#normally he suppresses it in his human form though#yes i know he looks ridiculously like Just Some Guy that was intentional he looks good with the whole evil sexy ceo from a movie type look#most of my other monhun ocs look a bit less Mundane but i think its funny to make an Actual Deity look so mundane#oops i got rambly in the tags anyways Oh Well! thank u if u read these i hope u like my nonsensical rambling + my art#wouldve added shading + textures + etc but i didnt wanna Ruin it so i left it at flat art bc im very proud of it anyways
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realised the reason my heart issues freak me out is partly because unlike any of my pain it’s harder to just deal with it or find ways around it and also it could be a lot more dangerous than most of my other day to day medical stuff and also it was one of my cancer symptoms
#we brought down my medication dose and im still having issues#we could bring it down again but my doctor wants it high to decrease any chance of recurrence which is slightly higher for me#i haven’t had any caffeine amounts other than a little bit of chocolate since 10 am this morning#maybe im just tired or overtired or whatever but if i stand up im immediately tachycardic#it’s. like ive never fainted or anything but im recording higher and higher heart rates in response to exertion that shouldn’t be producing#that at all. like i took it manually so maybe i was wrong but i went up a slight hill and some stairs that usually leave me around 120-125#not great but whatever. and i also used to be a runner so i make sure to control my breathing so that doesn’t have a big effects#this week? went to class up that hill and those stairs. sat down. took my pulse. i recorded 148 bpm#i live in a single room and stuff and im a little nervous about this potentially getting worse#plus like. im usually chill abt my cancer bc all they had to do was whip my thyroid out and that’s been it and it hadn’t been an#easy process per se but it wasn’t as intense as it could have been and im very lucky#but there is a chance of recurrence and treatment decisions were less ‘what will make it less likely the cancer returns’ and more ‘which#cancer chances do i wanna take’#it was between radiation induced bone or breast cancer vs recurrence of my cancer (comes back most often as bone or lung)#and i. would not like to have to deal with that el oh el#im mostly fine it’s just been an off day and simply standing and getting an average bpm of 108 (the thing i use averages it out) is weird#not to mention showering was hellish bc I could feel my heart pounding#vent tw#cancer tw
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The Avengers (1963) #3
#later on in the 60s there are multiple stories on the Hulk’s Tales to Astonish run#where he gets tricked by a bad guy into helping them#all of which retroactively made the Avengers look bad for failing to keep him on their team#because it is demonstrably not difficult to get 60s Hulk on your side just by being nice for him for like idk just a little bit#of course that’s after they settled on making the Hulk less intelligent#the earliest iteration of the Hulk was not that easy to trick#but the retroactive effect is still here#just because of how easy some villains found it to trick the Hulk into being on their side#cannot emphasis enough- incredibly easy#and how much the Avengers failed to get him to trust them#lol I think they played those stories that way because the Hulk’s main enemy was the military#and they didn’t want to do intense sympathetic character against the military stories#so when he got really destructive towards them it was an actual villain’s fault#marvel#bruce banner#tony stark#my posts#comic panels
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okay but honest to god the reason the king of town has taken the most notable dip in appearances outside of mocking his own character is because he was always a character with no decent relationships with others. i mean coach z had basically nothing to him outside of the accent & some sports things that didn’t last very long, but he’s got some relationships with marzipan & bubs that have given him room to stay. strong mad is & has been very similarly one-note to the kot but he’s got not only his relationship with sb & the cheat as a trio but his straightforward bond with the cheat on its own. they can appear together doing lots of things. meanwhile what has the kot got, the other members of the castle? if they had stuck with him being marzipan’s father that’d give him an excuse to have some kind of dynamic with her but as it stands he has got no relationship with a member of the main cast that isn’t just that other character’s default manner of interacting with someone else.
#bubs hasn't got very much in terms of character dynamics with anyone other than coach z but his basic premise is already so#intentionally versatile he doesn't need as much on top of that. concessions stand owner (greedy & unorthodox) is a great starting point#it's an easy springboard for reasonable interactions with the rest of the cast in a variety of situations- strong bad especially#you'd have to put a bit more effort into making the kot a reasonable destination for sb especially since he's set up as a king that does#not much of anything. if it weren't for the poopsmith being vaguely a member of the main cast you could give the kot the gimmick of#always having some -smith on hand that can apply to whatever the plot's situation is but even then it's#kind of hard to see that with as much versatility as the cheat's odd little abilities & habits or strong sad's interests or bub's services#pom pom similarly has seen less screen time even beyond not having a voice because he's kind of got a friendship with homestar#that gets messed around with but he has basically nothing else. he still has at least got ''intense skill'' as an excuse for his presence#queuesmith
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Scratching the walls lying on the floor I want to draw,,,,
#én ezt nem#I haven't drawn in so long#and even now I don't have time#hot take but what makes this major A Horror in exam season is the literature not the linguistics#not because I don't enjoy it!! I really do!#it's just that I read very slow and my memory is piss poor 😔#on the good side of things!! when exam season stuff gets a bit less intense we're starting a rajz szakkör with some friends <3#nothing serious just gathering now and then to draw together or do crafts#I'm very excited about it
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chrollo’s going a little off the deep end - @acandlelitdeath
Overwhelming HATRED spilled and oozed from the large room turned battleground that it almost seemed like a sentient beast that would slaughter anything too close. And it was so intense even ordinary people fled from the surroundings. Only Death could enter and see the horrors within. Blood everywhere - the floor , the ceiling , the walls , and the sole living man coated in blood and muscle tissue hunched over a decapitated and mutilated body. And in the process of further mutilation.
Hisoka was dead . and it should sooth the anger that clouds Chrollo’s head. But it doesn’t. It only worsens. Because he’d killed Hisoka BEFORE and it’d done nothing. Nothing but lower their guards , nothing but make him lose two legs of the spider for NO REASON. It makes the chaos in his head LOUDER like a demonic choir as he rips apart Hisoka’s body with monstrous desire for death. There was no art in this , no dramatic set up or grand scheme. There was nothing beyond the desire to destroy Hisoka so badly that NOTHING could save him. No Nen tricks , no gods , no demons , NO ONE and NOTHING.
It’d started with the limbs and his sawing away legs , head , arms. Then the joints ; elbows , knees , toes , fingers. Then he’d dug inside , cutting apart and plunging his hands into bloody insides in seeking the heart. Chrollo had crushed Hisoka’s ribcage beneath his foot , cut away arteries and veins with his Ben’s knife to rip that vile heart from the carcass’s chest and skewer it to the ground. It’d only gotten messier and worse from there while cutting away everything. Organs , crushing bones , anything Chrollo could do to destroy him. He’s already cut out that appalling tongue , crushed golden eyes like soft grapes. And currently he seemed to be holding up Hisoka’s head , determine the best way to carve out his diseased brain. He hates him. Hates how Hisoka can make him FEEL this intensely and disrupt his peace , that he’s managed to push Chrollo to this point. He could practically HEAR Hisoka’s delight and smugness at knowing he’s made Chrollo’s facade crack when there were no wittnesses and -
“ Don’t. “ A cold , one word greeting that leaves Chrollo’s lips as his head turns to stare at Death when he got too close. His gaze was nothing short of damnation , showcasing for anyone to witness it how the man feared NOTHING. Not even Death - but death had been bested by Hisoka once. Chrollo would make sure it didn’t happen again. His breathing was labored - he should be exhausted and in pain after the fight but adrenaline and hate dulled his pain receptors. In truth , he wasn’t even sure WHAT he was telling Death not to do. Maybe Death understood though. For now , his fingers simply curled tighter like claws in red locks he’d one touched gently , refusing to give up his prize as he watches Death.
#acandlelitdeath#hands death a bit less sane chrollo#he'll be okay in a bit#but OOF he is struggling a lot#esp not normally feeling emotions like this#let alone this intensely#dismemberment tw#eye dismemberment tw#gore tw#mutilation tw#decapitation tw#probably some others im missing lmk#〉the head of the spider〈 — ᛭ ⌜chrollo⌟#〉relations: (death & chrollo) : i drink love from the lips of death 〈 — ᛭
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