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skayafair · 5 months

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Scared Vi

The thing I was finally able to put into a thought and into words after staring at gifs for 2 hours straight: throughout all the post-timeskip Arcane Vi is fucking scared of everything that's going on around her. AND she's on the brink of losing it pretty often. I need to rewatch (no idea when I'll be brave enough to ride this rollercoaster again) but I didn't notice it while watching, because, WELL, there was already TOO MUCH to take in, so some more subtle details escaped me. I've caught that Vi is very vulnerable in her honesty, openness and straightforwardness, but that wasn't all to it, and it bothered me! Because all three don't ooze the vulnerability 24/7 and that's what Vi looks like to me nearly all the time!

So I was wondering.

And here's the answer. She's been suddenly released out of her cell into the world that is now completely unknown to her. Yes the air of freedom is great, and she enjoys it, but at the same time there's always this frightened undertone.

She's constantly on the edge.

Not in the least because when things that used to be familiar, like your home, ones you used to know like the back of your hand, change but not completely, it's the worst trap of all, the most confusing and anxiety inducing. How much of what you remember is still the same? How much changed? Can you trust its exterior even if it looks the same? Or would it betray you in the worst possible moment? How do new things work? How do they work WITH the old things? I've experienced it once coming back to my former workplace that changed quite a lot but no one bothered to fill me in so I was piecing together the information for a YEAR. And I might not be the brightest but I'm not dumb either. I'm pretty good with systems. It was BAD.

So I can't imagine how much worse and disoriented Vi must have felt. And Caitlyn took her out of jail to SHOW HER AROUND. Having no idea how the world Vi used to know so well changed just in several years. So she's on a look out all the time. And her eyes, her expression betrays her put up exterior of confidence and maybe even arrogance, leaking this anxiety and straight up fear almost all the time.

She looks like a frightened, lost little girl. And when she doesn't, she looks like a desperate teenage girl who tries to punch her way out of every problem because she's backed into a corner and that's the only way she knows, even if it never helps. (No seriously, the only time it helped was against Silco's thugs and EVEN THEN they weren't completely dealt with and kept causing problems straight up to the bridge fighting scene. Vi's fists kept her alive and safer but they never SOLVED anything.)

I think the way she looks just SCREAMS fear and anxiety when she and Powder/Jinx fight back to back after the torch scene. Jinx looks like she's completely in her element, she knows these guys, she's been in situations like this time after time. It's habitual. She's very confident and almost careless there, moves freely, she knows what she's doing. She might even enjoy it. Vi, on the opposite... Vi, who's all about loose body language, free movement and such - nearly curls up into a ball against Jinx's back, keeping her fists and elbows close to herself. Vi NEVER looked like this again, I think. I... believe she was the most thrown off kilter back then. She finally found her most treasured and the only remaining piece of her past - her sister, and sure, lil Powpow changed, she had to survive, but she's still Vi's little sister!

Right?..

Wrong. Powder-Jinx back then is the quintessence of the trap Zaun is to Vi now: familiar pieces are all there, they're recognizable even if a bit changed, but you never know what lurks under the surface.

And gods does Jinx just demolish every last bit of the ground Vi was standing on. It's not even when Jinx goes full on unhinged, it's when she simply starts blasting bullets all around. When she fights and she's confident in what she does. Vi doesn't know this girl. Vi doesn't know this gang flying around. I bet she doesn't even know this TECHNOLOGY because the world made a whole leap technologically while she was stuck in her cell isolated from pretty much everything. It's like a literal time skip for her. And she doesn't know what to trust, so she can't trust anything no matter how much she wants to. And she HAS to want it, because she looked genuinely hopeful fresh out of Stillwater. Before she saw what her home turned into. Silco really did bring the monster out of it, not just himself or Jinx or shimmer junkies. The whole city. So Vi looks small, and frightened, and I think she's even panicking back in that scene.

She's ready to snap at any moment.

It's very interesting to me, because she looks tough and very mentally healthy on the surface but boooy are there mountains hidden underneath.

Vi does snap, actually. Several times. Her voice cracks as she's trying to convince Ekko she's THE Vi, same she used to be. She charges at Sevika TWICE. I think second time was much worse btw. She literally downs a drink IN THE MIDDLE OF A FIGHT - I don't think it was out of mental stability. And, well, the cry in the end. She won, and it helped nothing again. Even her mental state. Another fragile moment with Vi is the way she looks around her sister. Vi is confident and action-charged by nature, she's energetic and isn't shy to take up space. So she never looks small... except when she's around Jinx. She's drowning in guilt, and this guilt is spilling out.

Interestingly enough, scenes when Vi DOESN'T have this scared/guilty/anxious/desperate look is around Cait. She's either playful, or actually confident, or even RELAXED. Which is... wow, all things considered. Part of it is a put up facade, of course, but only in the beginning. The ship sails itself huh...

A lot of people pointed out Caitlyn is about future in Vi's life centered around the past, but I think what's more important is that Cait is about the present. Plus, she's a familiar - an enforcer, a topside - turned unfamiliar in a GOOD way.

Gods once again I'm baffled at the level Arcane is thought through. These are subtle, small details, expressions that aren't exposed or accentuated like many other ones. They are underlying, but once you notice them it's a whole new tapestry unfolding right before your eyes.

As you can see, I'm very normal about Arcane and Vi in particular, yup, totally cool 😌👌✨

#yes I've watched Arcane just like a week ago what of it #sorry if it's been mentioned multiple times by now #I only watched several essays on YT and none talked about this #so #I'm kinda hyperfixated on Vi as you can probably see #this insane amount of work the creative team put into the characters #gods I'm so glad I can witness this masterpiece #arcane #vi arcane #jinx arcane #caitlyn kiramman #caitlyn arcane

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thestrongestmen · 9 months

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𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝗮 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿?

➺ Character: Silco

➺ Reader: afab!reader

➺ Words: 3 099

➺ Chapter: Prologue. Chapter One.

➺ Summary: He has a plan for Zaun, more important than you, more important than your son. For the sake of your people, you turn a blind eye to his negligence. Until he brings home that little girl.

➺ Warning: None.

➺ A/n: It's been a week since I discovered that I have a real soft spot for Silco, thanks to the many excellent fanfics I've had the pleasure of discovering. It's made me want to take another look at Arcane and enjoy all Silco's appearances. I'm new to the fandom, so I hope to do you, long-time readers of Silco fanfics, proud. English is not my first language. Sorry for the mistakes.

A few days had passed since Silco had dropped that bomb. The family dynamic had been turned upside down overnight, making the atmosphere heavy and oppressive. A fragile balance reigned in your home, or was it just your imagination? Silco and the young girl he forced on you seem to be doing just fine, going about their daily father-daughter business. But you know better than to think that it wasn't your imagination. All you had to do was watch your son stand awkwardly, his gaze lowered to the ground over the last few days, as if he wanted to make himself smaller than he already was. He hardly dared to express his opinion. Your child's joyful laughter was replaced by Jinx's. You had nothing against her. You had nothing against her, she is a child who made no inappropriate gestures towards you or your son, we could even say that your relationship with her consisted of a brief exchange of greetings around the breakfast table. But you can't worry about improving your relationship with the girl when your son is suffering because his father is spending more time with her. What will he think if you decide to bond with her in his condition? You know he'll be destroyed.

That's why you decided to put a smile back on your little angel's face. That day, you went into his room early in the morning to surprise him. Impatience buzzed pleasantly in your chest, and you couldn't wait to see your son's reaction. You sit on the edge of his bed, stroking the locks that brush his forehead. His eyelids flutter and his eyebrows furrow, reacting to your gentle caresses.

"Mum…?" He asks in what sounds like a tired whisper. "Yes, angel." You reply just as softly, keeping the atmosphere private and warm. "I want to sleep…"

The frown on the young boy's face melts your heart. Even with a grumpy waking attitude, he's still adorable in your eyes. You place a kiss on his forehead, soon followed by another, again and again until he giggles, gently pushing your face away with his small hands.

"Stop it, Mum." He laughs. "Fine, but only if you listen to me all the way." You say, placing one last kiss on his nose.

No sooner said than done, like a good obedient boy, your son falls silent, looking at you through eyes still misty with sleep.

"We're going on a little trip to Piltover."

No sooner have you finished your sentence than sleep abandons your child's body. His eyes sparkle with joy, a feeling that had left his gaze several days ago. He squeals, holding back his voice at the risk of screaming and waking the whole house.

"Is it true? Really true? True true true?" "True, true, true" Assert yourself, with all the confidence in the world. "Thank you so much, Mum! You're the best! I love you!" "I love you too." You kiss her cheek. "Go and get ready and we'll be off straight away." "Yes!"

He rushes off to the bathroom to brush his teeth. A minimum of hygiene that you've taught him. You love your husband and you have no doubt that his teeth are the result of little more than a lack of hygiene, but you hope for a different fate for your child. In the meantime, you're preparing his clothes, an outfit that might prevent him from being labelled one of Zaun's children. In Piltover, it's best to avoid showing off your origins in the lower town.

It takes no more than fifteen minutes for your duo to be ready to leave the house. You run your hand through your child's hair one last time in the hope of taming that rebellious lock that's growing back on her head, but it doesn't work. You have to face the facts, this lock just won't flatten out.

"Let's go!" Your son says impatiently. "Where are you going?" Asks a small voice at the top of the stairs. "…Out…" Your son replies, reluctantly, after a few seconds. He clings to your leg. "Can I come?" The girl enthuses.

You take the trouble to think about it for two seconds, perhaps this is an opportunity for you to warm up to the young girl. She must also feel lonely in this new house with just Silco to talk to comfortably. This outing would be an opportunity to bond and ease the palpable tension. Your son's grip tightens on your leg and you look down at him. Your heart squeezes painfully. He clings to you as if you were a lifeline. The light is reflected in the tears that threaten to slide down his cheeks. He saw her as a threat. A threat that replaced him, he didn't want his mother taken away from him. But before you can respond, your son surprises you by speaking up.

"No! It's just Mum and me!"

He pulls you by the hand to get you out of the house. You let him, but you can't help glancing at Jinx who is calling out to you to let her come. You can also see the tears welling up in her eyes before the door is forcefully closed by your still angry son. You let a few minutes pass as you make your way through the deserted streets at dawn, when almost everyone is still asleep. The silence is heavy and you feel the weight of remorse beginning to weigh on your child's shoulders now that the anger is slowly but surely subsiding. After some thought, you pat his shoulder, drawing his attention to you.

"First one to the antique shop wins an ice cream."

You start running, or should I say trotting, your head tilted to the side to look over your shoulder at him.

"That's not fair, you're cheating!"

He starts running with all his might, you have to hold back the urge to hug him in front of the determination shining on his face. Sometimes you have to pick up your speed, just a little, to give him the feeling of competition. "I'm not a baby any more, Mum!" A phrase he's uttered to you so often since he turned six. So you make sure he doesn't feel treated like one, despite the fact that he'll always be your baby, even when he's sixty. He arrives before you at the finish line you had set yourself. He gives you the most smug look in the world, as if to say "You see, I've beaten you even though you started first!" You applaud, celebrating his little victory, happy to see a smile curving his lips.

Now comes the tricky part, getting into Piltover from Zaun, especially since security has been stepped up because of the kids who caused quite a ruckus there. But you always manage to do it - discretion is a skill you've developed from an early age, a trait you're determined to pass on so that one day it won't be your son who blows up a building when he's stealing. Even if, on a personal level, you hope for a better life for him. You manage to blend in with the crowd of locals thanks to your outfits. You look like a mother and son in matching outfits. A respectable family not from Zaun. How long has it been since you've worn something like this? Your gaze lingers on the reaction of your son, who is looking at the shop windows with interest, everything is so new. He pulls you by the hand, pointing to a pastry shop window.

"Do you want to try it?"

He nods fervently. You laugh softly, wondering why you even asked such an obvious question. You enter the patisserie. The sweet, tantalising smell tickles your nose. You find yourself salivating at the very idea of feeling the sweetness of the pastry cream slide over your tongue again. But it seems you're not the most impatient. Your son is practically pressed up against the window, his eyes sparkling with the joy of all his sweet treats, and you have to hold him by the shoulders to stop him smearing the glass with his forehead and fingerprints. Fortunately, the pastry chef, a nice lady, laughs at your son's impatience, smiling kindly at him.

"What would you like, young sir?" She asks, as your son gasps in surprise. "Young sir? Did you hear Mum? I'm a sir!"

You laugh in agreement with the pastry chef, tenderised by your child's words. You stroke his hair, before turning your attention back to the lady.

"I'll get you an assortment of pastries. With this add two cream puffs and a fruit tartlet, please."

She nods, preparing your order. You pay, thanking the lady for her hospitality, and leave the shop to find a small park where you can sit in the shade of a tree. You take out the various pastries before the dazzled eyes of your child, who can't resist biting into the cream puff. Part of it falls into his lap, clearly not expecting the cream to come out the other side. But he didn't pay any attention, just caught the fallen cream with his finger and licked it off. You share his enthusiasm, the cream puff is succulent. The sweetness of the cream glides over your taste buds. You can almost feel the weight of recent events melting away like snow in the sun. The sweetness goes perfectly with the fresh, clean air of Piltover, nothing like Zaun, which is still under a cloud of toxins. At this moment, in this small park surrounded by a few families out for a stroll, you can't help but find the scenery magnificent. It's a perfect place to bring up your child. Away from it all. The sight of your son discovering the fruit on his tartlet makes you melt. You can easily imagine a world where you raise your child in such calm surroundings.

The day unfolds slowly. You show him the quiet little streets and the crowded, bustling avenues. You introduce him to a whole host of delicious foods and drinks that you can't find in Zaun. You enjoy his beaming smile, happy to have your little ray of sunshine back. The sky is turning orange. The visit soon comes to an end, but to crown the day, you take him to a toy shop.

"May I? Isn't that too…?" He asks, worried about all the money you've spent on him. "Don't worry about it, just enjoy it, it's your day."

He nods and gets lost in the many shelves of toys. If he listens to himself, you have no doubt he'd like to buy the whole shop. After a few minutes he returns with two toys, a shy smile on his face.

"Can you buy me two, please?" "Sure, any particular reason?" "…" He seems to hesitate. "Angel?" "I was a bit mean to Jinx…I need to apologise…"

Surprise marks your features before your eyes soften at the preciousness of your son. How could you refuse to spend a little more? You're proud that you didn't have to intervene for him to decide to make the first move and apologise. He's such a good boy. How can you doubt it? After all, you brought him up! Even if you can't throw yourself all the flowers for his upbringing, Silco isn't there to stop you.

When you finally get home, your son is dozing against you, one arm supporting his weight while the other holds the bag with the toys. You're not going to lie, it's terribly difficult to support him with just one arm, but the close view of your house gives you the last shred of courage you need not to collapse here. You don't know by what miracle, but you manage to open the door to the house. After a day like this, there's nothing like the comfort of home. Or so you thought. But when you see Silco waiting for you on the sofa, his eyes riveted on you, his lips pressed firmly against the filter of a cigarette, you know you're going to have another argument. You gently shake your son awake. Once you're sure he can stand, you set him down, holding back the sigh of relief at feeling your arm again. Your muscles are screaming with joy.

"Go up to your room, angel." You say. "No, stay here." "Silco…" You warn, but your subtle threat goes over his head. "Why did you refuse to let Jinx accompany you?" He asks calmly, but his gaze is stern. "I…"

Your son stammers, unable to bear his father's gaze, he looks down, as if he already knows he's going to get reprimanded, again. Yet despite everything, his voice, as weak as a breeze, continues to recount the thoughts running through his head, because he knows that his father doesn't like it when he doesn't get a clear answer.

"I was angry…You've always been with her since she arrived, you talk to her more and spend more time with her. So when Mum said it was just the two of us going out…I…I didn't want her to steal Mum from me too…" He barely finishes the end of his sentence, it was practically inaudible. He looks up, hoping to find understanding and paternal comfort but his hopes are shattered when he meets only Silco's sternness. "Don't be selfish. She only arrived a few days ago. It's normal that she needs more attention from us, it's no small thing arriving in a new family especially after a trauma." "But-" "No buts. Don't start that again." "Dad!" "Don't complicate things." Silco sighs, massaging his eyes to relieve the tension.

The child takes a step backwards, his legs shaking. Betrayal shows on his face as pain pulses through every fibre of his body. He runs upstairs, not stopping when you call his name. It breaks you. You feel your heart clench painfully. You're unable to protect your son, you can only try to mend the pieces over and over again, but how long could he last? A child is so fragile at that age. He's still developing. You're angry. Words can't describe the rage you feel. Yet you can't get it out. You learnt years ago that shouting at Silco never gets you anywhere. But you're not going to back down, you need to have a little chat. So you sit down in the square beside him, taking his hand between yours. A silence falls between you, no one speaks, but you can hear the faint sobs of your son. Surprisingly, it's not you who breaks the silence first, but your husband, who lets out a sigh. His thumb strokes the back of your hand in a circular motion.

"I was too harsh, wasn't I?" It wasn't a real question. He knows it wasn't. You know it. He was too harsh. But you take the time to answer anyway. "Yes, you were too harsh." You leave a moment of silence before continue. "You know that, so why go on?" "I need him to understand. We've never been able to give him siblings, this is his chance to have someone to rely on later, when we're gone. Someone who won't betray him."

You look at your intertwined hands. His thumb is still caressing the back of your hand, a little gesture he always makes when something is bothering him and weighing on his mind. You know it helps him relax.

"You know it divides them more than anything else?"

He doesn't answer but you can see from the way he squints that he knows you're right. Your anger is still pounding in your chest, you just want to scream at him to make him understand how much he's hurting your son, but you mustn't… You must refrain and keep calm. Perhaps this discussion will allow you to reconcile father and son. You can only hope. The silence drags on, so you decide to speak again.

"You know, he blamed himself. He regretted not taking Jinx with us." You take a toy box out of the bag and place it on your husband's lap. "He wanted to buy her a toy to make up for it, without me having to whisper the idea to him. There's still hope that one day they'll be like real brother and sister, we just have to work together to weld together this ideal family you're talking about."

His gaze lingers on the toy box, a myriad of feelings crossing his pupils without you being able to distinguish them all. You tighten your grip on his hand to offer a touch of comfort before you rise from the sofa, bag in hand.

"I'm going to go and talk to him." Silco sighs. A tired breath. "I don't think he wants to see you." You say, lips puckered into a thin line. "Just as I don't think you're rested enough for this discussion with him." "If I wait until tomorrow, he'll spend the night tormenting himself even more."

Uncertain, you stare at your husband for several seconds, before finally holding out your arm, presenting him with the bag containing your son's toy. And when he takes it from your hand, you nod, hoping you're doing the right thing. You can't deny him the right to try and make up. He's made mistakes in the last few weeks, but he's done his best throughout your child's life. He's always been afraid of being a father. How do you raise a child in Zaun? He knows how to govern people, but bringing someone up from the very first minutes of life are two completely different things.

He grabs the handle of the bag, places a kiss on your forehead and walks past you up the stairs. Despite the urge to listen outside your son's bedroom door, you curb this urge and decide to spend a moment alone in the living room to rest from this emotional rollercoaster. The noise of the city cuts through the walls of the house, leaving no moment of real silence. Nothing excessively loud, just a permanent background noise that marks Zaun's busy life. A thin smile curves your lips as Silco's soft whisper reaches your ears. You can't hear the words, just the timbre of his voice, but that doesn't stop you from smiling.

Tomorrow you'll go and talk to Jinx and form a bond with this child. That'll do. Tomorrow is the day you're going to form the beginnings of a real family.

Isn't it?

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fyeahnix · 9 months

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So I wrote "Dogsong," my first Sevika/Reader fic and I kinda just wanted to blab about what went into it, especially since I started writing it in January.

I dunno how this came about but last November or so, I was like "man I'm bored and I need more fanfics to read. What about Arcane? Wait does anyone even ship that chick Sevika with anyone?" Found out that the most popular ship for her was Reader fics 🙃

Before this, I started seeing fanart of her and was like "hmmm....uhhh actually she's kinda hot???" And this is funny because my friend sent me a screenshot of me literally wondering how anyone even likes her ass.

Boy was I so fucking wrong.

Anyway I started reading a bunch of Sevika/Reader fics on AO3 and instantly fell in love with all the differing portrayals of her. This side character who can beat the shit out of people and barely talks had a dedicated ass following of people who loved to portray her as soft. How could I not love that? I decided I really wanted to write my own portrayal so I rewatched Arcane on New Year's Eve (while suffering through horrible caffeine withdrawal, worst headache of my life...). I took notes.

Whenever I write for a new fandom, I always wanna portray the characters as closely to canon as possible while still allowing some freedom for headcanon and extrapolation. So I study dialogue, tone of voice, body language, manner of speaking, etc. It's fun tbh.

My goal for this was to write a Sevika who is feared in the streets as she is in Arcane, but show a side of her we don't get to see. Loving, adorable with her girl, a little bit of a tease with some humor. Just a "wtf that's Sevika?!" type deal.

My main HC for her is that Sevika really is a gigantic teddy bear with her girlfriend. And I'm so fucking glad I had that exact thought because I didn't think of the pet name "bear" for her until I was literally watching The Bear almost two weeks ago. It fit perfectly 😂

Smut wise, I love sadistic Sevika but after listening to The New Bottoming Book and The New Topping Book for BDSM, it got me thinking more deeply about how to portray the dynamic. My previous thought process around sadism was flawed. And I wanted to correct it. So I had Sevika's sadism be less "mean" and brutal. Not sure what words fit here but I hope that was evident!

Last thing about Sevika: I personally don't like the descriptor for her being a brute. I know that's official in Arcane but ugh...

It just rubs me the wrong way as it has such a negative connotation and definition. And I especially don't like that it's tied to a woman of color in her position. Yes, she's tough and can beat your ass, but we've seen how good she is at manipulation and how she commands respect. This is a strong reason as to why I went with the softer route for her. Reader sees a side of her that literally no one else does. She was the person that stepped in and told that guy in the bar to fuck off and then walked Reader home afterwards. Like look at her 🥺

Speaking of Reader, this poor soul started off as more of a blank slate but it wasn't until I really wanted a backstory for her that she lowkey became a bit of an OC. I spoke about this before, but I typically never think of myself as the Reader when I read Canon/Reader fics. I've always seen it the same way I see the player character in RPGs—a bit of set backstory but enough characterization to make them yours. And that's how I wanted this Reader to feel. If I do add any future installments, I want that to remain the same. I'm sure there are some folks out there who like to imagine themselves in that role so I deliberately chose to leave out physical characteristics as much as possible within reason. I just hope it was enough!

Also if you're wondering why I have Sevika speaking two languages...it's more of a "if you know you know" type thing. Her VA is Afro-Latina and speaks fluent Spanish and I liked the idea of that HC being a small character thing as well as an Easter egg. I have more to add on that note but I'll save that for a potential chapter 2.....

I don't wanna concretely say I'll be making updates as I've traditionally been bad about longer fics but I do have some very solid ideas for at least two more parts. :]

Thanks to everyone who's read and supported so far.

#Arcane #Sevika #Sevika x Reader #Arcane Sevika #Sevika Arcane #if you havent read it yet please do!#people seem to like it :]#headcanon: sevika #headcanon

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tribadismes · 1 year

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7, 10, 11, 34 for the tv show ask!

Hey love ! Thank you so much for asking !!

7. have you ever been inspired to start a new show based on gifs or memes it has produced ?

oh definitely ! probably the case for 1/4 shows i've watched !

10. what’s one show you thought you’d love but turned out to really hate ?

There's this show called Work in Progress that sounded right up my alley, it's written & stars a butch with ocd so you know basically my life story, i was really excited about it, but it ended up making me extremely uncomfortable and was a huge disappointment. The premise is already... really icky since it's about this 40 something butch lesbian who starts dating a 20 yo pre-transion trans man, but you know it could have been handled in a good way i guess ? but it wasn't, it really really wasn't, and the main character is so unlovable and, yeah, big flop, wouldn't recommend, oh at all. I was also really disappointed in Dead End : Paranormal Park, it's an adult horror/fantasy cartoon featuring a gay trans man lead and his autistic bestie and talking dog. I love adult cartoons and liked the premise and animation style so i was like this is gonna be good but it's not. I watched it less than six months ago and barely remember it so i can't really elaborate lmao but i remember the plot being both messy and underwhelming (proof : can barely tell you what the plot even is) and also that the worldbuilding was extremely lackluster, which is a huge dealbreaker when we're talking fantasy like ?? Needless to say i dropped both these shows after the first season and never looked back.

11. which TV show has the best musical soundtrack, in your opinion ?

if we're talking serious good original soundtrack obviously Twin Peaks comes to mind... if we're judging by how obsessed i am with it then... Crazy Ex-Girlfriend, oh surprise

34. what are your top 5 shows right now ?

i loooove that question and i will even make a proper ranking for yah ! I'm judging by how often I think about them and how much youtube content i consume around them lmfao.

5. A League Of Their Own : best show of 2022, favorite lesbian show since oitnb probably, actually haven't gone into a youtube rabbit hole about it (yet) but i really wanna rewatch it soon, also my thirst for butches in period clothing is endless

4. Arcane : i am obsessed with this show, watched it twice in like a week, it's amazing truly, so fucking well-written, if you're into fantasy, animation, crazy women and butches with big muscles you should definitely watch it. I don't think a show has ever emotionally scarred me like that and i loved every second of it.

3. Young Royals : i regularly rewatch scenes from this show, i'm just fascinated with the acting... also i love their love, makes me wanna fall in love again (yes i have been using it as a coping mechanism since my break up to remember love is beautiful and shit)

2. Crazy Ex-Girlfriend : i mean what can i say that i haven't already said jjjkjkjkjarf the thing is it's the only show on this little list that i watched for the first time a really really long time ago (4, 5 years ago ?) and that has finished airing (cause my obsession for the other shows is mostly explained by : i'm waiting for the next season/episode) but i'm just obsessed with the music man, i listen to it on a daily basis almost

Helluva Boss : indie adult cartoon (free on youtube), hence why it's almost unknown except if you're an embarrassing cartoon dweeb like me lmfao but it's about to be a lot more famous since a show by the same creator in the same universe was picked up by i believe hbo and is going to air sometime this year. The best way to describe the tone of the show is, it's like Bojack Horseman but in hell. It's. So. So. Good. It has everything i love : really really dark humour, fucked up characters, drama, incredibly toxic gay ships, tons of lore, great world-building, foreshadowing, and most importantly a completely hectic release schedule (due to it being indie) that makes my adhd go absolutely fucking bonkers

#realizing that i watch so much tv my tastes are becoming pretty obscure lmao

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Solidarity of the sponges! I... Read a lot less than my mother. Like a lot. As in, it takes a lot for a book to interest me, but once it does I usually can't stop reading it, but that is few and far between. It's been about... A month(?) since I last read a book? I used to be a reading machine, but now I can only read about 8k words in fanfiction 😔

Ooo, 3D models are so fun! I enjoy painting them, even if they get really annoying. I've got two dnd ones and they've got WINGS! I love wings. (You get an A for effort with the storm troopers, I've watched all the og 6 but only because me and my friend went on a movie binge and the star wars movies were on the list)

And thank you!! I must've missed the bird+dragon ask, I remember sending it but not reading it. You don't have to make a new post about monsters if you don't want to! I don't have anything in mind, really, just soemthing monstrous

Oh I love that. I love that you are on a dnd podcast. And thank you!! I hope you are doing well as well!!! I have just finished a term of school and I now have 2 weeks of holidays!! Huzzah!!

-Heathen

Heathen! Hello!! We can be sponges together and just absorb things in tandem. Every person contains a mass of knowledge about random things and sometimes we get it from our parents and sometimes we get it from ourselves

just this morning we had a substitute in physics and he was just like "oh sick I've got so much nerdery about all of this" and started talking about the visible light spectrum and the original color of the universe. and then. he started messing with the teacher's spectrum tube power supply(this thing) because she has elements he doesn't and he wanted to see them. but some of them don't quite fit so he started using wires to do funky science things and there were legit wires sticking out of it like antenna. and he's doing all of this just for fun while we're silently working on our reports and he just goes "this might catch on fire." and then a few minutes later it did. just casually. and the whole time he was like "yeah I'm a nerd about this" i was just thinking "he doesn't know...he doesn't know how much I know about the history of human dissection..." that's off topic but I thought it was fun and wanted to share

also fair with the book thing! I'm like that but with movies and shows, like I just do not watch them unless I really get invested and then I binge it all at once. last time it happened was december when I binged all of Arcane the day before my mom, sister, and I left to drive across the country for two days to visit my grandma. I do read a fair number of books when I have the time, but I think I understand what you mean

I know very little about 3D models, but they've always seemed like fun! but also difficult because everything is so finicky and small. probably something you get better at with practice, but I have never practiced. i do have a small sculpture I painted at a local place a few years ago! it's a fairy sitting on a crescent moon :). I also made a clay frog a few months ago!! i still have him, he just sits on my bookshelf being a frog. he is very small (hell yes I love getting A's. this is success)

also you're welcome! I figured you might not have seen it which is why I linked it, just in case. and I wouldn't mind making more posts about monsters!! it's more like I am requesting just slightly more context/direction so that the things I say will be helpful. monsters are very gender and I love them a lot, so I'd love to help!

yep! I was on that one episode, and still haven't actually listened to it. my dad has, as the podcast person in my family. I find it very hard to listen to podcasts and audiobooks, which sucks. my partner is involved with multiple podcasts and I haven't listened to them because brain doesn't like podcasts. But!! Into the Hollow just released it's first episode so I'm trying to listen to that (I listened to all the interviews before it but not the actual episode yet)

I am doing fairly alright!! a little jealous of your break (/lh), because I don't have one, but also I haven't had a break longer than 3 weeks since I was 13 so I'm used to it. I have finished my college courses for this semester and just need to wrap up 2 high school, but also I have 2 very face paced college courses starting on monday before my high school classes are over.

i hope you are doing alright!! it's very nice to hear from you <3

#me: struggles to listen to podcasts #multiple important people in my life: *makes/is on podcasts*#me: uh oh #/lh #i have multiple unpainted dnd miniatures #just chilling on my bookshelf #you know i have so many things on my bookshelves #do /you/ have drill bits and screw drivers and soap and mini clay frogs and a mini solar powered globe and multiple playbills and #a mini metal dragon and a broken lamp on your shelves? /rh #i'm getting distracted hang on #quil's queries #heathen nonsie

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