#(of this show i mostly remember on vibes were like)

[eoscien]

Saja boys headcanon — General to dating

A/n: I know. I don't write but THIS HAS ME THIBKING A LOT A LOOOOT! This isn't funny a fictional boy band is helping me write again. AND AND. THIS IS MY HEADCANONS! ITS WHAT I THINK THEY'D ACT LIKE IF THEY WERE LIKE JINU.

Warnings: None, I think LMAO

General headcanons: They mostly suck at like technology and the new trends, but they're stupidly charming and get away with most things.

They SUCK at doing things "normally" since at the start. Before huntrix's concert the girls had some demons disguised as humans and they acted so off and kinda uncanny valley. So definitely when they got to earth for the first time they were kind of acting weird due to not remembering how to act human LMAO

Jinu —

Smoothest with his words.

Unironically has the best clothes

Hes the type of guy who doesn't like to take for granted, if you give him something or do things for him. He will deeply cherish it

Acts of service + words of affirmation guy >>

Teased a fuck ton, BUT catch him off guard but then you'll see him fumbling so hard

Abby —

Id like to think he could be soft when alone

Gives himbo vibes i cant lie.... like he looks so tough and shit but when he opens his mouth to talk to you, he will not stop yapping

Loves loves hugs... got to put those arms to use i tell you.

Will be the type of guy who has you on his back as he does push-ups. He doesn't need to buy weights anymore

Baby —

AAAAJAHHWSJJDJD MY FAVORITE. I lowkey see him as either the type of guy to inhale his food or have the smallest appetite. Like you see the way he chugged the hot sauce? Yeah.

Soft visuals yet he has the deepest voice and a bit of a foul mouth I tell you.... he casually says the most unhinged shit ever.

His personality really contrasts his visuals... like take harua (&team) for example, iirc he doesn't like being called cute but his mannerisms and moments are cute effortlessly. Or he has the same personality as bamby (plave) LMFAO

Hes very quick with his words, boy can clock you in an instant I tell you....

Romance —

He has a starring problem.

Also the smoothest with his words, he's also just unironically sweet to his fans

Takes extensive care of his hair... just from a single glance you'll know its silky

Probably does the most fan service along with Abby

Mystery —

Not that good with his words (the mf barks what do u want me to say/j) BUT GREAT AT WRITING AND ACTIONS !!

" Actions tfym " like he's definitely expressing himself with his body language, doing small things to show that he's upset or mad. You will only catch him saying things if he's singing or when its REALLY needed

But would definitely talk a moderate around with someone he likes hehe...

[dawningwinds-s]

Current fans of media I was into as a kid really don't be creating enough yuri. I mean, what am I supposed to look at when I listen to a video essay that reawakens the hyperfixation? Yaoi?? Of these guys I literally never cared about??? Get real

[monochromed-elf]

Random astro notes 1

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Take what resonates! I'm no professional astrologer.

These observations are made from my experiences.

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✮⋆｡ 6h Jupiter and easily gaining weight. especially if you're also Jupitarian.

✮⋆｡ 6h Jupiter also makes you suck at managing your time and tasks (Overly optimistic about it).

✮⋆｡ Again, my experience with 6h Jupiter and being called big animals.

✮⋆｡ Cancer Mercury and what is that handwriting of yours omg I'm sorry you're getting complaints about it😭 I can understand a doctor's paracetamol but not your hello.

✮⋆｡ Cancer/4h Lilith, your mother is most likely to hate on your friend with a Cancer stellium/prominent Cancer placements for no reason whatsoever. Especially if the friend is healing your mommy issues. Your mother will automatically think they're brainwashing you.

✮⋆｡ 4h Lilith also means you always try to save your mother. Don't do it. Stop that. Because she won't appreciate your attempts and will side with what hurts her! Learn that she's not your responsibility.

✮⋆｡ I feel like Gemini Mars will certainly space out during anything sexual, literally getting railed while thinking of taxes or whatever is going on. It's definitely the ADHD lol.

✮⋆｡ Gemini Venus please stop accidentally flirting with us, oh and the mixed signals.

✮⋆｡ Heavy water placements but with an Aries Moon can give off the vibes of the therapist friend with heavy random outbursts when they're tired of therapitizing everyone. Especially if Moon conjuncts Uranus.

✮⋆｡ All of the Capricorn Moons I know have heavy sociopathic traits.

✮⋆｡ Meanwhile Aquarius Moons can't stop blaming body chemicals for their emotions (dopamine and all of that).

✮⋆｡ "Choose the person who has your Moon sign as their Venus sign" is actually true. But it won't last long (maximum 2 years) and you both will become strangers. (unless you both meet daily or live together).

✮⋆｡ Mars conjunct Saturn will make you like BDSM a lot.

✮⋆｡ 4h Chiron, please do not create a family UNLESS you are healed. You'll traumatize all of your kids but fucking be an angel parent to other families. Similar with 5h Chiron but it's mostly with kids.

✮⋆｡ 4h/5h Chiron could be an indicator of being a narcissistic parent too. I'm indeed traumatized.

✮⋆｡ Always remember that Neptune=Delulu. Be careful where it is, it's both a blessing and a curse.

✮⋆｡ A close person's Venus in your 12h and omg they fucking appear in your dreams.

✮⋆｡ 9h Saturn are one of the most closed minded people I've ever met. They are seriously unable to see other perspectives.

✮⋆｡ The Sun House shows you how you treat your own dad. 11h sun: your friend, 10h: your boss, 4h: an actual parent Imao. It also can show why your dad loves or hates you because of such status: "I'm your dad stop treating me like a: (11h) friend/(3h) older brother/(5h) kid".

✮⋆｡ Fire IC/4h ruled by a fire sign is really a strong indicator of a bad family.

✮⋆｡ 3h Saturn natives bond by talking shit about their siblings.

✮⋆｡ 3h Saturn also might indicate having a loud voice (especially with prominent air signs placements).

✮⋆｡ 3h Uranus and yes 90% chance your siblings were unexpected, or you may have an unexpected story of a sibling (like you had a sibling that died before you or smth wild).

✮⋆｡ I find that Lilith/Chiron placements are so...damn, similar. Except that Lilith is horny and Chiron is actually serious about the problem lol. An example: 9h Lilith might fetishize their religious trauma/an experience with a foreigner. While 9h Chiron will be disgusted and crying and trying to fix fix fix. Lilith needs to be embraced as it is, Chiron actually needs the fucking healing instead.

✮⋆｡ One vs one opposite Nodes will either fix or ruin your life. For example you're an Aries North Node. A Libra North Node will be quite the teacher for you.

✮⋆｡ 5h/7h stelliums have the juiciest stories about their love life. But 7h is more likely to give you great advice about love lol.

✮⋆｡ Pluto conjunct Ascendant is very likely to look young compared to their age (my bestie being called a high schooler while she's in college damn).

✮⋆｡ Give a 3h Neptune alcohol and watch them become a professional poet and creatively high (Like those old Chinese/Arabic/Persian poets lol).

✮⋆｡ Neptune conjunct Ascendant, always seen as lazy and sleeps a lot.

✮⋆｡ Cancer/Pisces Mars can be actually super violent and not the usual passive aggressive shit. Especially in men.

✮⋆｡ (Vedic!) We always hate the type of men/women with our DK planet energy somehow (But we end up being really good with them). Mercury DK hates young and childlike people. Venus DK hating overly romantic and artistic people. It's life's way of saying SIKE—

✮⋆｡ Having the South Node in a sign and someone having a stellium/prominent placements of such sign (like, you being Leo South Node and you meet someone with Leo Stellium). Please run away from them. Early meetings and encounters with them feel like heaven but will slowly ruin you.

✮⋆｡ The same goes with your Rising Sign. If someone's stellium/prominent placements is in the same sign as your rising. The stellium person will be better than you at the things the sign values and your rising will become bitter. It'll be ugly. Go for people with your descendant's energy.

Thank you for reading💜

@monochromed-elf

[mrbrrop]

Why McDanno from Hawaii 5-0 is an incredible and insane ship :

• Always calling each other babe (which yeah, for danny why not? He calls everyone babe (mostly Steve though)). But Steve he only calls Danny babe

• Constantly going on dates (like it's rarely justified as case related, sometimes the ep just starts and they're just hiking or fishing or whatever for no specific reason)

• The CONSTANT touching (I think there are multiple compilations on tumblr of just them touching each other, like them cuddling on the couch or Steve caressing Danny's neck, or Danny slapping Steve’s ass, or the regular bicep grab or torso slap)

• The I Love You's (which are only justified as platonic with I Love You, bro or I Love You man (sometimes not even that))

• The spanish "Te amo" instead of "Te quiero" translation

• "You're my Danno" (like what?)

• The whole fact that the show starts on the premis that 2.5 min after meeting Danny, Steve just changes his whole life trajectory and accepts to run a task force he didn't even want in the first place

• The usual "Basically raising a kid together" thing (Well 2 kids in their case)

• Steve mentioning that he loves Danny very much and is kind of married to him whilst he's on date with a woman

• The Carguments (they literally coined the term (I think?))

• The sharing organs thing (There was no hesitation just "here take a piece of my liver!")

• The Couple's Therapy (literal couple's therapy, Steve "misread" the pamphlet or whatever (which had a couple piggyback riding on it))

• The constant clocking of the characters ("are you talking to your wife"; "they in love again"; "I don't understand, I thought they weren't together?"; "How long have you two been married?"; "ok you two lovebirds" etc etc..)

• The buying a restaurant together (but it being a clear metaphor for marriage and the characters constantly comparing it to a marriage or referencing it like it's a marriage)

• The always entering each other's houses without knocking

• The eye fucking

• "I would have gone with the gay thing.. to you know keep our covers"

• "I'll give you a hug, I'll give you a kiss, pick a base"

• Steve caressing Danny's hand and arm

• "What are you wearing?" said over the phone

• Steve remembering exactly when they met to the minute

• "If I didn't put my finger inside of you, we wouldn't be having this conversation right now!"

• Them dancing together at Kono's wedding (+"you don't have to dance with me tonight" at Max's goodbye party)

• Danny comparing himself being worried about Steve to Tani being worried about Junior when it is heavily implied that Tani & Junior are in love

• Steve being more interested in watching a movie than making out with his girlfriend (+Plus always getting interrupted by Danny and ending up cuddling with him)

• Steve comparing himself to Danny's ex wife (After getting offended that Danny didn't consider him when making retirement plans because he just assumed it was agreed that they would spend the rest of their lives together)

• Just vibes atp

From here on out, it's mostly the actors doing things, but..

• The almost kissing blooper

• The "You've got the best ass and it's hanging out of a truck" blooper

• The fact that the actors were both on board (if I was told correctly) but that the showrunner was an absolute dick

[purploozi]

Boyfriend | Chwe Han Sol

Pairing: bf!Vernon x Reader

Genre: fluff and Vernon

Warning: none, just Vernon

Boyfriend!Vernon who NOTICES every little detail about you. To be honest, he knows you better than you know yourself. He remembers all of your likes and dislikes, even the most random ones. From how you like your coffee to the exact water temperature you prefer in the shower—one day he casually dropped one of those facts, a simple “with three spoons of sugar…and I already stirred it five times” as he handed you a mug of coffee. You were like, what? And as nonchalant as ever, he just shrugged and said “you always stir your coffee five times after adding the sugar” (you hadn't even realized you did that).

Boyfriend!Vernon who is CLINGY with you (not literally but in his own way). He does it without realizing, but somehow his hand always seems to find its way to you. He'll softly grab your hand, wrap an arm around your waist or rest his palm on your thigh. Gentle and light touches, but full of meaning.

Boyfriend!Vernon who LIKES watching movies and listening to music with you. The first time you watched a movie together ended with a late night discussion about it, and he absolutely loved it. Now, it became a regular thing in the relationship—to pick a movie regularly to comment on it afterwards. You also exchange music recommendations all the time, if someone saw your private chat with him they'd mostly see a lot of song links and one occasional random text in between.

Boyfriend!Vernon who looks at you LOVINGLY (y'all know that look in his eyes). The first time it happened your heart warmed and your cheeks flushed—his stare was so full love that it caught you completely off guard. Months into the relationship you're used to his shining stare, but still every time it happens, your heart melts. You love that of him, the way he looks at you like you're the most important person on earth, like if every word you say is interesting and as if you were his whole life.

Boyfriend!Vernon who ENJOYS staying at home with you (being with you anywhere is enough for him but at home is his favorite). He is all about being cozy with you, a warm cup of coffee, a soft blanket and a good movie on the tv—his dream afternoon. Late at night, he’ll order some takeout to eat while commenting about the movie, and in the background a soft playlist fills the room with calm vibes.

Boyfriend!Vernon who says I LOVE YOU in quiet, unexpected ways. He says the words sometimes, but more often he shows it in softer—and not so literal—phrases, like “be safe” or “text me when you get home”. Just little reminders that he cares about you, but when the feeling overflows so much that he can't keep it inside, he'll look at you with those full-of-love eyes and say “I love you more than anything

This was a request from an anon, simply Vernon~💜

[lesbworth]

a probably incomplete list and rating of all the britcoms i have watched and how gay they are

somehow, during my short life, i have managed to watch an obscene amount of britcom, mostly through family osmosis. this probably explains a lot about who i am today. i have recently been thinking about just how many of these things have passed through my eyeballs over the years and also just how many of them range from kind of to very to unbelievably gay. so here is a list rating how gay they all are out of 10 because i always love a list!

notes:

many of these i watched at a tender age so i remember kind of fuck all and i have not rewatched any for the purposes of this. so be aware that several of these reviews are based on hazy recollections of vibes

yes some of the ones with canon queer characters are going to have lower ratings than some of the ones without that's simply how the cookie crumbles. sometimes a show is just packed to the absolute brim with pure trademark typically english inexplicable repressed homoeroticism and it makes it feel gayer than one where a character came out

let's say 5/10 is what i consider the "average" level of britcom homoeroticism but other than that there's no system to the ratings just vibes fr

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1960s

dad's army

this is probably the one i started watching at the youngest age, but i watched so damn much of it. i was too young to be looking out for this kind of thing but considering it fits the classic britcom format of revolving around the strong bonds between a cast that fails to pass the bechdel test i'm gonna make an educated guess at 3/10. there's probably old man yaoi in there somewhere. (and if i had to pick the main ship it would clearly be mainwaring/wilson)

1970s

all creatures great and small

i mean. OBJECTIVELY. it is not gay. it's literally based on real people who as far as we know were not in the least gay. but THERE'S JUST A WEIRD VIBE. AM I CRAZY? TELL ME I'M NOT CRAZY 5/10 (it's probably partly a side effect of watching this as a babygay since i would basically headcanon the whole main cast of anything i watched as bisexual. good times. i also had tristan farnon gender envy)

fawlty towers

really heterosexual vibe i will not lie. at least 60% propped up by classic i hate my wife humour. if there's anything queer in there it did not impress itself upon me 0/10 at least it inspired vicious

the good life

ostensibly this is about two married couples but it emits such an oddly bisexual energy??? like they're a polycule. to me. which is already basically canon since they have the whole wifeswap dynamic but i mean tom and jerry (yes really) are giving exes and margo and barbara have probably snogged a couple of times. TO ME. 6/10

only when i laugh

on balance i think it's probably at least a bit homoerotic considering the bechdel test metric again but despite having decently clear memories of it i can't think of anything particularly. i'll give it a 4/10 and as a raffles fan christopher strauli being there adds a point LMAO

porridge

despite being set in a men's prison i don't think it gets a very high score... let's go 4/10 because i'm sure there's enough there to go off of. pretty sure there were also many jokes about gay sex as can be expected. also inspired red dwarf

rising damp

going to be so for real the main thing i remember is the racism. 1/10? there are enough male characters that there might have been something idk

to the manor born

i mean it's a straight romance but it's not toooo hetero. audrey and marjory are kind of schoolgirl exes yuri #if you think about it. in fact i remember a scene where they're gushing about how they both had a crush on one of their schoolmistresses? 5.5/10?

whatever happened to the likely lads?

i THINK i've watched episodes of this. i know my parents have the box set. but i cannot for the life of me recall anything from it. just based on the premise though, i'll give it a strong 5/10

1980s

'allo 'allo!

girl... i forgor. i don't think so? i mean let's give it 3/10 for being set in france. also i have been reminded that there's an implied gay nazi, diversity win

blackadder (all series)

absolutely. "i cannot conceive", etc and so on. the crossdressing shenanigans. fry & laurie are there. just has a fruitiness about it generally. 7/10

only fools and horses

eeehh. all-male main cast but they're a family which hinders its ability to serve homo. generally giving very straight energy. 1/10 in case i forgot something

red dwarf

the fucking show that led me to make this ranking in the first place. grant naylor you will be dealt with. 10/10

a very peculiar practice

i didn't watch much of this and it was a long time ago but distinctly remember getting some kind of A Vibe. and looking it up apparently one of the main characters is canonically bi?? damn 7/10

yes, minister (and yes, prime minister)

look. LOOK. there's just something about it. it's the father of the thick of it which is british succession to me. also sir humphrey is homosexual there is literally no other way to read him nigel hawthorne told me himself actually. go and watch the homoerotic wispa ad 7/10

you rang, m'lord?

i actually haven't watched any full episodes of this but i must give it a 7/10 for the inclusion of CISSY the stylish 1920s aristocratic butch communist who could have walked right out of le monocle. love it

1990s

drop the dead donkey

this was such a deep cut i actually forgot it existed until making this list. i know i watched quite a lot of it to be honest but i can't remember shit other than that i liked one of the women's hair. i think it was pretty straight? NEVERMIND THERE'S A LESBIAN IN IT HOW DID I FORGET ABOUT A WHOLE LESBIAN 6/10

father ted

to be honest i don't think this comes from quite the same place homoeroticism-wise as most of the others on this list given that it's irish and not english (not to disparage oscar wilde of course!). catholic yaoi...? i really don't think so 2/10 for the catholicism also get fucked graham linehan

jeeves and wooster

let's be serious now. 9/10 i <3 gay people. i was raised on the books which also probably explains a lot about me... and naturally i have also always gotten severe gender envy from bertie

mr. bean

is mr. bean really considered britcom. can i leave him out. i'm going to leave him out

one foot in the grave

now i am certain i have watched this because i remember the theme song and vaguely the title sequence but i also forgot about its existence until this list. honestly i think it was just giving constant i hate my wifeism even the imprint where a memory once was of it that i have feels tiring 0/10

the royle family

painfully straight but in the way your irl straight friends are. if that makes sense. 1/10

2000s

black books

maybe i watched this at an overly impressionable age but like... it's giving. it's got the odd couple the domesticity the found family if you will. the m/f platonic relationships. also tamsin greig in that haircut? i remember always being so unconvinced that fran was straight that woman looks sooo lesbian 8/10 and FUCK graham linehan

the it crowd

very classic britcomism (you're my wife roy! you're my wife!!!) and i mean the guys snog on screen that is very much a thing that happened. also i just don't really think richard ayoade can totally play straight despite being a straight man. also the main three kind of have rancid bisexual polycule potential. also there's a goth. also i would watch gay! a gay musical. 7/10 AND FUCK GRAHAM LINEHAN!!!!!!

peep show

classic britcom homoerotic odd couple except one of them is actually bisexual and played by a bisexual actor. and the other is "possibly bi but basically uncurious". and they ALSO snog on screen. i haven't watched much of this to my shame but I Know What It Is 8/10

the thick of it

BRITISH SUCCESSION. i swear to god you would all be foaming at the mouth about this if it came out at a time and context to be big on tumblr. malcolm tucker god's worst bisexual 7.5/10 by the way that's an incredibly homophobic headline you massive poof!

2010s

ghosts

8.5/10 right off the bat brother firstly it's a six idiots show which already guarantees a high score but also it's genuinely very sweet with regards to canon queerness and the characters are flamboyant and lovable in a way guaranteed to attract the kind of queer fandom it has today. captain my beloved

upstart crow

i mean of course it's about shakespeare and it doesn't shy away from implying he's queer but the general vibe is not suuuper fruity. i'll say 6.5/10

vicious

this is what i'm TALKING ABOUTTT i'm so glad this show exists in the world. genuinely what would we even do if there WASN'T a show about ian mckellen and derek jacobi being a gay couple of 50 years who hate each other 11/10

yonderland

i feel like this makes ghosts too low but i wanted to put yonderland a bit higher for the sheer amount of environmental queerness knocking about in there and also the general campiness of it all. six idiots moment. 9/10 the elders are incredible ho-tan you will always be famous queen

2020s

staged

yeah. 9/10

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thank you for reading 🙏 honestly i basically just made this for the appeal of making A List but absolutely feel free to argue with me about the ratings, suggest your own fav britcoms not listed here, et cetera

(also have fun spotting the same fucking people in half of them LMAO. i fear british tv is never beating the 3 actors allegations)

[transannabeth]

i don't know how you'll see this show given that they locked all our phones in pouches and i don't know if they're planning a tour. but please see this show here are some nonspoiler things that are kicking around my head right now

the dirt on the hems of nearly every single costume

nick's ptsd

jordan moving away from tom when she was sitting on the table

"a drunken revelation!"

the bathtub

a shirt for every year

nick pushing gatsby onstage

the repeated use of the word "fool"

"do you just own a piano player?"

singing about gatsby's smile and it's literally lines from the book

jokes about depression and suicidal thoughts that are not landing well

"and we're fun fun fun"

daisy giving tom her necklace

the couch moment

"i've never seen you out of uniform"

the use of smoke machines

nick and jordan standing together on the side or in the background. them sitting on the couch together and jordan putting her hand on his shoulder as everyone else is yelling.

"i changed my mind"

the photo "montage"

the damage that you do. we all were just sitting in like shocked silence through this whole song

"i changed it"

gatsby's father

the choreography

"can you hear it roar"

how all the music felt a little foreboding and dangerous. we all know what's coming—both in the story and in history and there's nothing we can do to stop it

the "american myth" is jay gatsby. but it also isn't. he isn't the only myth in this story.

would you like a non spoiler list of things i liked about gatsby: an american myth since i finally got home and am processing

[doeeyeddiva]

soft for me — rafe cameron

a/n: first post!! this will be a series …. it didn’t start off as one but then I was like oh I can see this going places ;p this is also my first time writing in a while … hope someone enjoys it cuz I was giggling and kicking my feet writing it <3 I already have part 2 ready hehe....

warnings: age gap, younger reader (20), rafe in his 30s, kinda a sugar baby/sugar daddy vibe but not quite. rafe being a bit manipulative. no smut though, mostly just plot.

wc: 2k

you weren’t always focused on the road—you should’ve been—buuut, your thoughts had a habit of taking the wheel. one minute you’re wondering if you locked the front door, the next you’re trying to remember if you even brought your wallet. then you’re digging around, half-driving, half-searching.

can’t find it.

so now you’re spiraling. is this gonna be the time you get pulled over? if it is, you should probably have your lip combo ready—just in case you need to flirt your way out of it. and just like that, you’re in your head. not in your lane. not on the road. and then, a thump.

more like a crunch, like the metal of your car folding in on itself.

you could practically feel your heart fall out of your chest, you’d just rear ended someone’s very, very nice benz. poor you—you didn’t even realize it was a brand new 2025. “shit.” you whispered, eyes going shut for a moment.

on the other end of this little incident was rafe cameron.

“fuck!” he practically yelled out loud. his hand was lazily wrapped around the wheel before the car jerked forward. he was pissed, evident in how hard he was clenching his jaw. “are you fuckin’ serious?” he grumbles to himself, trying to get a glimpse of whoever just wrecked his car.

he was already running late for a meeting with a potential partner, and it wasn’t even the fact that he’d be late that pissed him off—it was the fact he’d be showing up in a busted car. no, absolutely not. he can’t show up like that, in that.

when the light turned green, he veered into the right lane and pulled over with so much speed it was unnecessary. he was revving too hard only to brake even harder a moment later.

you swallowed the lump in your throat and followed, your knuckles going white from how hard you were gripping the wheel. you felt so stupid, so desperate to turn back time and just, pay attention.. you’d never even been in an accident before, let alone one where it was entirely your fault. above all that, you were a mere college student, who spent half her paycheck on matcha lattes, incessant trinkets, and sephora sprees—you couldn’t afford an increase in your car insurance, even if you’d cut back on your spending.

as you pull up behind him, examining the damage, you tell yourself, “it isn’t that bad,” but you failed to understand that this was rafe cameron, and this car was a new addition to his collection—a collection of cars that he kept so insanely pristine, just as the day he bought them.

his door aggressively swings open, and he’s already storming towards you, tall, broad, and incredibly pissed. his brows were knit together, his jaw was clenched, but he was incredibly handsome.

“how fucking stupid do you have to be to hit me at a full stop,” his voice raises, getting louder with each step he makes closer. “do you even know how to–“ he pauses, just for a moment, his words faltering as he gets a good look at you; legs crossed nervously, a pout over your lips, all apologetic and gorgeous.

his jaw is still tight, but not from anger. it's more like his thoughts had shifted entirely, into something slightly more perverted.

“i know, i know—i’m so sorry,” you fumbled, backing towards your car, “i have my ID and insurance in here somewhere, gimme a second.” you bent into the driver’s seat, opening up your center console and rummaging around for what you needed. naturally, his eyes follow down your ass, then your legs, and he tries to get another look at your face before you find what you need and make your way towards him.

he goes dead silent. he doesn’t say a word—doesn’t even care to grab your insurance, just your ID, his eyes aiming straight for your date of birth. he reads the year.

twenty. you’re only twenty.

“tsk,” he shakes his head, holding back a smirk. “you’re not even old enough to drink.” his sudden shift in tone makes you nervous, more than before. just a moment ago he looked ready to call an attorney for what wasn’t even a big deal. one second he was screaming at you and now he appears, almost… amused?

he looks back up at you, the ID still in his hands. he crossed his arms, a scoff escaping his lips. you try not to lose yourself in his blue eyes. “how’d you even manage this, huh? you zone out? on your phone? daydreaming about boys?”

you could hardly process what was going on, you swallowed the lump in your throat that didn’t seem to go away, your breath hitching, “i–i don’t know, i’m just–“

“you’re just what?” he pushes, “stupid?”

your eyes meet his when he says that, holding eye contact despite feeling tearful. he leaned a little closer, “admit it,” he chuckles, “you’re a stupid girl who doesn’t know how to drive. doesn’t pay attention, wrecks my car..”

it’s like he was enjoying your silence, your lack of a comeback, until you spoke up. “look,” you whisper, and though your voice was low, and trembling, it was sure. “i am sorry, but i’m not stupid.

his lips formed into a smile, and his emotions flickered, like he was surprised. “no,” he shook his head, his voice low, “you’re not stupid. just, reckless, irresponsible. that’s different.” he nodded his head slowly, like he was thinking out loud. a dramatic sigh leaves his lips, a sigh that drags on. “still gonna cost you though.”

you glare at him, looking up at his face before internally rolling your eyes. at this point you were fed up. “okay. i’ll take care of it, then. just—can i have my ID back?”

he tilts his head to the side, a grin that’s not quite innocent creeps up on his face. “no.”

“no?” your brows shot up, you could not believe him. “you’re not allowed to do that.” little did you know, he did whatever he wanted.

“then take it from me.” he holds it out of your reach. there was this smug look on his face, like he was enjoying every bit of this twisted interaction. he pauses for a moment, finding your anger a bit cute.

“relax,” he takes a beat, eyes flicking down to your ID, to your name, saying it like he needs to remember it. “i’m not gonna disappear with it. you’ll text me, i’ll go finish up my meeting, you’ll come by my office and we’ll settle this.” he explains, slipping your ID into his pocket.

“this isn’t normal.” you try to fight the situation, but he doesn’t entertain your attempts, simply pulls out a black business card from his wallet, handing it to you with two fingers. “see you soon.” he said, stepping back into his car without another word.

you’d felt sick to your stomach ever since the accident, nauseated by both embarrassment, nerves, and a confusing feeling you couldn’t quite name. perhaps it was the way he looked at you, or the way you looked at him, like someone caught doing something wrong.

you absolutely hated how you handled it, but you told yourself you were young. too young to know better, too young to know how these things were supposed to go. you hadn’t even known if you were supposed to apologize or just hand over your name and information and wait to be sued.

and now, here you were, parked at the address on the card he gave you: Rafe Cameron. Private equity.

you glance up at the building. mirrored glass, impossibly tall. the kind of place you’d usually drive past without thinking, never knowing what actually went on inside. all you knew was that buildings like this didn’t serve people like you. inside were the very rich, or people who worked themselves tirelessly for the rich.

you scan the lot, expecting to see the same car you crashed into—but it’s not there. rafe had already switched it out, sent it in for repairs like the whole thing never happened.

eventually you mustered up enough courage to get out your own car, and force yourself into the building. you awkwardly stepped inside, tapping your freshly manicured fingers against the cold marble counter, glancing at the receptionist who couldn’t be bothered to acknowledge your presence.

you clear your throat. “i’m here to see rafe cameron?” you say, ask, your voice small and uncertain. “mr. cameron?” it was clear she was attempting to correct you.

“yeah, sure. him.” a scowl appears over your face, you didn’t appreciate being undermined. one thing for rafe to do it, but for some random receptionist? it was your last straw. or on the way to being your last straw.

“do you have an appointment?”

“no, but he asked me to—,”

“well, you’ll need to make an appointment. he doesn’t just see–,”

and then, as if summoned by the gods, the elevator dings open. but in truth, he’d been watching you from his office the moment you pulled into the parking lot. he leans casually against the wall, then pushes off to prevent the elevator doors from closing with one hand. “it’s fine, i asked to see her.” and with that, you were inside the elevator with him.

you could smell him, he smelled expensive, probably tom ford.

in his office, you hover awkwardly over his desk while he sinks into his seat. you hated that he was waiting for you to say something. “my ID?” you ask, arms crossed, an impatient sigh leaving your lips. he notices your sigh—it causes him to look up at you, like you were being dramatic. he fishes into his pocket, pulling it out and placing it in front of you.

"did you file a claim yet then?”

“maybe.” he shrugs, not giving you a direct answer.

you huff and lunge for your ID. “honestly, what the hell is your problem?”

“nothing.” he responds flatly, “just annoyed that some airheaded teenage girl fucked up my new car.” his shoulders shrug. he’s like a man and a boy at the same time.

you shake your head, “okay, truthfully? fuck you. i’m not a teenage girl, i’m a broke college student who works her ass off and hasn’t slept in 3 days trying not to fail my finals. and yeah, i was zoned out and hit your car but that doesn’t give you the right to to call me names. you can do whatever you want, file it, don’t file it, i don’t care.”

well, you did care—but that was besides the point right now. you turn and walk towards the door, but before you can reach it he’s already getting up from his chair and sliding in front of the door. he places one hand up in surrender.

“okay, okay, shit. i’m sorry, alright? relax.” you pause, now you were the unamused one. you barely moved your eyes to glance at him, but even being this close, feeling the fabric of his clothing brush against you, it drove you just as mad as it drove him to be around you.

“i didn’t file the claim,” he says, voice low, like it cost him something to admit. “and i won’t.”

you just look at him, quiet and unreadable.

he glances away before speaking again. “i’ll fix your car. i’ll pay for it.”

you blink, brows pulling together, not sure if it’s confusion or surprise. “why would you do that?” you ask, not defensive, just soft. curious.

he looks down at the floor for a moment too long, like he, too, is figuring the question out himself. but deep inside, he knows the answer. “i don’t know,” he mumbles, “maybe i just don’t like the idea of you driving around in that thing.”

you have your chance to leave, to refuse his offer, and part of your mind tells you to just run, but you don’t want to leave just yet.

[em-harlsnow]

I loveee gallavich social media AUs but I especially love ones where it isn't Mickey or Ian who's TikTok famous, but one of Ian's siblings.

So, I saw a post (I'm so sorry, I can't remember who made it) about Debbie having TikTok and posting mostly videos of herself but occasional videos of her siblings too. I love the idea of all their fans freaking out over a sudden wedding ring appearing on Ian's finger with no other explanation.

Following this idea, I can imagine just a swarm of constant comments asking who Ian married, how it's not fair that Ian doesn't have a public instagram or TikTok. All the comments would be thirsty fans like 'no I wanted to be his wife' or 'THAT'S MY HUSBAND'. To respond to these comments, Debbie convinces both Ian and Mickey to be in a TikTok with her to both confirm who Ian's married to and get her tonnes of views.

I think she would do it by making a longer video (that's sort of funny) basically interviewing them on each other and seeing how many answers they get right. Basically showing how well they know each other. This is how I think it would go:

Debbie sets her phone up on one end of their kitchen table, propping it up on a heavy bowl.

"You ready, Ian?" She asks, nodding to her tired and reluctant brother on the opposite side of the table.

Sighing, he nods. "Yeah, fine."

"Remember, I'm giving you and Mickey some of the profits from this video." She tells him, raising her eyebrows at his disgruntled demeanour.

"Yeah, I remember."

Debbie had to get Mickey out of the house, so that he doesn't hear Ian's answers to the questions and can't cheat. She wants it to be genuine.

Clicking the record button, Debbie smiles and waves to the camera.

"Hey, guys!" She starts, putting on a cheery voice. "I've got a special video for you today. We're gonna be finding out 'who knows who best' between my brother, Ian, and his husband, Mickey. I know you've all been wanting to know about Ian getting married."

"Hey." Ian says, smiling at the camera a little awkwardly.

"So, first, I'm going to be asking Ian a series of questions about himself to be asked to Mickey later, so that we can see if their answers match up. Then, I'll be asking Ian the same questions about Mickey to see how well he does there." Debbie continues, then looks to Ian to say something.

Surprised at the sudden spotlight on him, Ian nods. "Um, yeah. Yeah, great." He says, trying his best to fit in with the whole TikTok influencer-vibe that Debbie has going on.

"Okay, first question." Debbie says. "What's your favourite colour?"

"Uhh. I don't know. I'm an adult, I don't need a favourite colour."

"Ian." Debbie warns.

"I like blue." Ian shrugs. "I guess that would be my favourite colour."

"Alright. When was your first date with Mickey?" Debbie asks.

"I thought these questions were about me?"

"They are. But they're also about your relationship. I want to see if Mickey has the same answers." Debbie answers. "I'm gonna cut that out."

"Okay. I don't know, really. We never had a traditional first date. But the first time we actually sat down, had dinner together, ate with utensils, just as two? Probably about a year ago, we went out for dinner at Chick-fil-A." Ian replies, spinning his wedding ring on his finger.

"Really? Chick-fil-A? C'mon." Debbie says, scathingly.

"What? We like Chick-fil-A. Mickey'd just gotten out of prison, he wanted fast food." Ian defends.

"Dunno if I should include that Mickey went to prison." Debbie mutters.

"I mean, it was on the news because of his escape. And my shit was on the news too." Ian says.

"Mm, true. I'll cut all this out later." Debbie says. "Okay, next question. What was your first job?"

"I stocked shelves at a convenience store when I was fourteen." Ian says. "Mickey'll know that, that's too easy. He worked there too."

"The questions are gonna get harder. Stop questioning my questioning." Debbie says. "I don't want to have to edit out everything."

Ian rolls his eyes, sighing deeply.

"Do you prefer coffee or tea?"

"Coffee."

"What's your comfort food?"

"Um... I like doughnuts."

"What's your middle name?"

"Clayton."

"What's your favourite movie?"

"Uhh..." Ian stammers, then his face turns into a smirk. "Double Impact."

"Really? That's crap." Debbie scowls.

"If I can't question your questions, then you can't question my answers."

"Fine. Do you snore?"

"No. And if Mickey says I do, he's fucking lying."

"Who was your childhood best friend?"

"Mandy, probably."

Debbie groans. "Mickey's sister? That's not fair, he'll know that."

"Fine. Then I guess it would be Lip."

"That's sad."

"Shut up."

"What sports did you play as a kid?" Debbie asks.

"Baseball. With Mickey. He pissed on the field." Ian deadpans.

"For fuck's sake." Debbie mutters. "What was your favourite subject in school?

"Didn't really like any of 'em. I liked ROTC, but that isn't really a subject. I was best at English."

"Ok. Do you like spending time with your family?"

"Yeah." Ian answers, like the question confuses him. It seems obvious.

"When do you think Mickey fell in love with you?" Debbie asks, dropping in a pretty deep question amongst a set of meaningless ones.

Ian blows out a breath. "I don't... really know. We didn't say that for years. I knew he liked me when we'd been... uh... can I say fucking?"

"Yeah, I'll bleep it so it doesn't get taken down. You really think I could get Mickey to stop swearing?"

"True. Well, I knew, for sure, that he liked me after we'd been fucking for like a year." Ian says. "Knew he loved me when... I guess when we first were officially together. When he came out." Ian says, sort of mumbling.

"And when did you know that you loved Mickey?"

Ian laughs. "Fucking... embarrassingly fast. We must've been fucking for a couple months or something when I figured I loved him. But, I mean, I was fifteen. I guess everyone thinks they're in love when they're fifteen. I was just right about it."

"Right. Okay, just a couple more questions. What do you think Mickey's favourite physical thing about you is?"

Ian shrugs, half-laughs. "My hair, probably." He says, swiping a hand through the ginger. "He was so pissed when I had it dyed black for a while." Ian thinks about it for a little longer, narrowing his eyes. "He also likes my dick."

Debbie rolls his eyes. "Gross. What's your favourite physical thing about Mickey?"

"Uh..." Ian says, smiling to himself. "I, um. His legs, probably. Or, y'know, other stuff."

"Yeah, we all know how much you like his ass." Debbie mutters, tone annoyed.

"Yeah, well. It's a good ass." Ian agrees.

"Last two questions. What do you think Mickey's favourite non-physical thing about you is?"

"Non-physical?"

"Like, anything about you that's not about looks. Something about your personality." Debbie replies.

"Huh. I'm not sure. I think he likes that I'm... I guess, I'm sort of kind. Yeah, I think I've heard him say that I'm kind before. Was probably drunk." Ian laughs.

"That's really cute."

Ian snorts.

"And what's your favourite non-physical thing about Mickey?" Debbie questions.

"He's funny." Ian replies. "Fucking hilarious, always has been. Can be really sweet, sometimes."

"Now for the questions about Mickey. What's Mickey's favourite colour?"

Ian snorts. "He'll say it's black. But that's not even a colour, so it's red."

"Okay." Debbie nods. "What was Mickey's first job?"

"Does drug dealer count?"

"No."

"Then the same as me. Convenience store."

"Does he prefer coffee or tea?"

"Coffee. Don't think he's ever drank tea."

"What's his comfort food?"

"I don't know. Pizza. Anything with meat. He likes steak."

"What's his middle name?"

"Alexandr. Spelt weird, though. Doesn't have an 'e' at the end. I think Terry forgot how to spell for a minute."

"Isn't it because he's got some family that's Polish or some shit?"

"Somewhere like that, yeah. I was kidding. Don't think Terry filled in his birth certificate anyway."

"What's his favourite movie?" Debbie asks.

"Fuck knows. I don't even think he knows. Some type of action movie."

"Okay. Does he snore?"

"No. He kicks the shit out of me in his sleep, though. And he sleep talks." Ian chuckles.

"Uhuh. Who was his childhood best friend?"

"He didn't have one. Me, probably." Ian replies.

"What sports did Mickey play as a kid?"

"Baseball, again. We played together."

"What was Mickey's favourite subject in school?"

"He barely went to school. He's been good at Math, though, so maybe that." Ian shrugs.

"Does Mickey like spending time with his family?"

"No. I mean, he likes Sandy and Mandy and some of his brothers and cousins. But mostly, they're assholes."

"Okay, great. Well, that's all I really need. If this gets a lot of views, I'm doing another video like this." Debbie says, ending the recording. "Can you go find Mickey, I wanna ask him now." 

"Sure." Ian says. "But he's only doing this because your paying us."

"Oh, trust me, he made that very clear." Debbie scoffs. "Go get him."

Ian gets up, leaves, presumably to find his husband. While he's gone, Debbie looks over the video. Soon enough, Mickey's walking through the door, looking pretty unhappy with the idea of being recorded. 

"Sit down." Debbie says. 

"I don't like this shit." Mickey mutters. 

"I'm paying you. A lot." Debbie reminds him. 

She props the phone back up, clicking the recording button. Mickey instantly groans, and Debbie glares at him. 

"Alright, I'm asking you questions about yourself first." Debbie says. 

"Why?"

"So we can see if what he said about you was the same as what you say about yourself."

Mickey narrows his eyes. "Okay."

"What's your favourite colour?" Debbie asks.

Frowning, Mickey scrunches his eyebrows. "Black."

Debbie smiles. "Ian said that isn't a colour, so what else would it be?"

"Fucking... he always says that! I can see it, it's a fucking colour. Red, I guess, but black is a fucking colour."

"What was your first job?"

"I dealt." Mickey answers. "Don't post that, I'm not going back to prison."

"Yeah, it doesn't count anyway. Other than that?"

"Working at that shitty little store. Security." Mickey answers, trying to cover his face from the camera with his hand.

"Stop doing that. Do you prefer coffee or tea?"

"Coffee. Never drank tea."

"What's your comfort food?"

"I don't know what that is."

"Food you eat if you're sad."

"Sad. Don't fucking know. I like steak. Pizza rolls."

"Okay." Debbie smiles, pretty amazed at how accurate Ian was. "What's your middle name?"

"Alexandr."

"How's it spelt?"

"A-L-E-X-A-N-D-R."

"So, without the 'e'?"

"Can you hear? I just spelt it without the 'e'." Mickey sighs.

Debbie laughs at how pissed he is by this whole thing. "What's your favourite movie?"

Mickey shrugs. "Got no idea. I like action movies."

"Do you snore?"

"No. Apparently I have violent sleeping habits, though. Ian says I kick, I think he's being dramatic. Been told I sleep talk."

"Who was your childhood best friend?"

"Don't fucking know. Didn't have one."

"It wasn't Ian?"

"I guess." Mickey shrugs. "Yeah, probably. But we were fucking, so I don't think that counts."

"What sports did you play as a kid?"

"Baseball for like three fucking seconds. Got kicked off the team for pissing on the field. But me and Ian fucked there once, so I'm not mad about it anymore." Mickey says.

"Great." Debbie scoffs. "What was your favourite subject in school?"

Mickey rolls his eyes. "Never fucking went. Hated all of it."

"Anything you were good at?"

"Math, maybe? I don't know."

"Do you like spending time with your family?"

"Depends on what fucking family." Mickey scoffs. "They're mostly idiots."

"When do you think Ian fell in love with you?" Debbie asks, watching Mickey's face furrow.

"Uh." Mickey hesitates. "Maybe... I don't know. I guess when we started living together for the first time."

"When was that?"

"You don't remember that? You came to see us all the time."

"I do, but they don't know you." Debbie says, pointing to the camera.

"Oh, right. I would'a been like twenty? I just came out." Mickey explains, picking at the wood of the table.

"When did you know you loved Ian?"

Mickey shrugs. "Didn't want to think about that shit for a while. I guess it would'a been a bit before then. Before Ian left for the Army. About two years after we started fucking was when I actually thought about it. Felt it."

"What do you think Ian's favourite physical thing about you is?"

Mickey smirks. "My ass."

"Aside from the obvious." Debbie rolls her eyes.

"Fine. Thighs, probably. What did he say?"

"I'll tell you both at the end." Debbie says.

"What's your favourite physical thing about Ian?"

"Nothing. Ugly bastard." Mickey laughs.

"Seriously."

"Fine. Stupid orange-ass head."

"So, his hair."

"Sure."

"What do you think Ian's favourite non-physical thing about you is?" Debbie asks. "Like part of your personality or something." She adds when Mickey looks confused.

"I'm funny as fuck." Mickey says, smiling to himself cockily.

Debbie snorts at him. "And what's yours about Ian?"

"Don't know. He's funny, when he's not doing those stupid puns. He's nice, I guess. Kind."

"That's sweet."

"Fuck off."

"Oh, I forgot one. When was your first date with Ian?"

Mickey shrugs. "We used to drink and smoke together when we were kids. Does that count?"

"Sure. Ian's turn. So, what's Ian's favourite colour?"

"I think it's blue. But I don't know."

"What was Ian's first job?"

"Same shit. Kash'n'Grab. Convenience store."

"Does he prefer coffee or tea?"

"Coffee. He don't like tea."

"What's his comfort food?"

"Whenever he's pissed at me, I get him doughnuts. Probably that."

"What's his middle name?"

"Clayton."

"What's his favourite movie?"

"Don't know. If he said anything with fucking Van Damme in it, he's a fucking idiot."

Debbie laughs, trying to contain it. "Does Ian snore?"

"Yes. Like a fucking train."

"Who was Ian's childhood best friend?"

"Mandy? Was it Mandy? Yeah, I say her."

"What sport did Ian play?"

"Uh... baseball. Apparently he saw me pissing then."

"What was his favourite subject in school?"

"ROTC."

"That's not a subject."

"I think he did good in English. Can't really remember. He talks a lot."

"And you love him for it."

Mickey scoffs.

"Does Ian like spending time with his family?"

Mickey groans. "Yes. Like all the fucking time. I gotta see you people all the time."

"Well, you do live here." Debbie says, grabbing the phone and ending the recording.

"Am I done now?" Mickey asks, already getting up.

"Yeah, get Ian. I'll show you your answers.

"'kay."

This was so much long than I expected it to be. If you want a second part of this with Ian and Mickey's reactions and the reactions of the 'fans', just let me know!

[humanradiojmp]

First impressions with The Gaslight District trailer

Really enjoy how the animation is done. Almost seems like some of it was done maybe on twos instead of ones (24 fps is average and considered animating on ones, so twos would be half at 12 fps) giving it a slightly choppier feel in some instances. Could be wrong on that part, but do know going back that there’s moments where the point of impact is delayed to give an extra punch to whatever is happening. With the editing, gives an impression those are some serious moments.

Stylization very unique and different than the previous two shows. I remember in GlitchX 2023 it was mentioned they were pushing themselves with the stylization and their attempts at getting it right, and it shows. It almost makes me think of a video game with how the graphics are, and I mean that in a good way. Lots of clean but dramatic lighting and solid models for the characters. some of the camera angles also gives this idea, like when it pans from the side to the front of the house (shop?) makes me think the beginning of a cut scene. Plus, some of the details on skin and hair make me think of almost cell shading for comics where there’s a slight line to indicate muscle or hair strands.

Speaking of that particular moment, I’m almost getting earlier 3D animation, like from the 90s-2000s, specifically Monster House. Something about it gives me that same vibe. Also kind of resembles Claymation with the texturing and such, but clearly computer animated.

Honestly just going over the trailer a few times the animation is soooo good. the studio really is getting better and better every episode of their series. Like thinking how Murder Drones started verses how it ended in graphics alone shows how they improved. There’s even signs of better quality between episode one and four of Digital Circus. and it just looks so professional. Big round of applause for everyone who works there/for them for their efforts.

Both from the synopsis of the video and a few things in the video itself indicates the series is going to be quite a doozy. Undead gangsters in a (potentially) gothic punk environment. Whole bunch of conflict from that alone I’m sure, plus what’s going on with our main lead (trying making out her name but just can’t quite get it; if someone could tell me what it is, that’d be great). The main character seems to be loyal to the family she’s part of, but also curious as to where she came from. One scene shows a part of a conspiracy string board with a photo of her and what I’m assuming is her father figure, a torn paper reading “where do I come from?” and a newspaper clipping about humans and how they’re tied to a prophecy involving the destruction of the Gaslight District. Probably suspects she’s not actually undead, or was a human that was killed and revived but with her memories fuzzy at best (We got quite a few characters with memory problems in the Glitch verse. First Tari in Meta Runners, then N in Murder Drones, Pomni and the rest of the humans in Digital Circus and now our main girl here. Is having some form of amnesia a required trope for Glitch? /j)

I swear I know the voice of the main girl, but I can’t put my finger on it. Big butcher bug looking guy kind of sounds like Pete from all the Mickey Mouse stuff (grew up watching a lot of Disney stuff don’t come at me for the first idea I got) but a lot more gravely.

I feel like I’m going to say this a lot, but very unique designs for the cast. With things like animation what makes them stand out from one another is the designs of the cast and world as a whole. There’s some gangly boney like characters in the background and then the main cast. There’s the bug butcher that also almost makes me think of the Kraang from TMNT 2K12, a guy with a loaf of bread for a head, skin degrading skeleton guy, and our main girl that looks mostly mummified if the wrappings around her body are any indication. Not to mention that giant thing with the eye both in the thumbnail and family photo. I feel like @endomentendo is really going to get a kick out of the designs here because a lot of reminds me of their art, at least with some of their OCs. I want to push my capabilities of drawing characters that aren’t quite perfectly human so I might try my hand at drawing one of these guys for practice. (anyone else notice one guy eating cars that has a head that I think is supposed to be a luggage bag but looks a lot like Caine?)

Intrigued by the soundtrack. Like the hollow-ish bell sounds in the first half and then the more hopeful, light track of the second half that’s paired with the violence. Bright happy music with sad or violent things has got to be one of my favorite tropes. And sound design in general is really good. with the whispers and the different sound effects like the gun shots and punches and drowning, all well done.

Overall, a testament to the team’s work and skill, and showing another example of someone’s creativity being highlighted in a way they may not have had the chance before. I vaguely remember how Part Time Seagull (the creator of The Gaslight District) was working/planning to make this a series, but 2D and had some concept art, which is how he was found by Glitch. It really is great that the studio is trying to help people have their dreams realized and helping others showcase their works and ideas (thinking how GlitchX 2024 was more of a showcase of others’ works then their own). Truly a powerhouse of indie animation.

Watch the trailer here:

[cherie-doll]

COD men with a witchy girlfriend that also dresses like Stevie Nicks? Like I have random tarot decks or crystals that appear. I tend to attract crows, cats, and snakes mostly. Herbs, jars, bones, etc all around the house.

i love her style sm <3

𓆩♡𓆪 Headcanon: You're Their Witchy Girlfriend

☽〇☾ Price, Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Roach, Alejandro, Rudy, Phillip Graves, Makarov, Keegan, König, Horangi, Nikto

Price

He knew how much you loved wearing flowy, comfortable clothes, it was just so convenient and nice to wear in any weather! You couldn't go out without your shawl, in cool weather it was useful to cover yourself with, and it was useful when the glaring sun was out in summer to provide some shade

When interacting with an animal, he found it endearing when you would greet it as if it were another person, many times they followed you too, and he would sigh when he'd find a new animal sitting on the window sill watching him

For some reason, he thought you were trying not to be a burden to him when you only went to thrift stores to buy your clothes, until you explained to him it was easier to find vintage stuff there, not only for your clothes but also for decorating your home

Picking out gifts for you is easy, you love anything given with love because you care more about the intentions/symbolism rather than the price of the item, but he also takes his time in choosing what to give you

Ghost

You like making some of your own clothing, simple stuff like adding some extra flair to your blouses or skirts, you even repair them too, and you've taught Simon to sew as well, it's comical to see a large man like him sitting down on a nice, sunny afternoon in the living room with the window open letting the breeze in and holding a needle so small between his big fingers

And you fondly gaze at him as you watch him sew, turns out he can patch up your clothes better than you do!

You couldn't have asked for a better boyfriend, so you always ask for his protection every day he goes out, or every time he has to go on a mission because he's the best thing that's happened to you and you can't imagine losing the one person who understands you best

You're sort of into amulets and other things that can grant protection to a person, Simon used to not believe in them but after seeing how good life can feel when you're with a person who shows you the beauty in life, he doesn't mind standing still as you stitch a protection sigil into his jacket

Soap

He thought he was hitting on a whimsigoth chick when he saw you out in the street walking with your bell sleeved top and patterned maxi skirt, he asked for your number and you surprisingly gave him yours, soon he found himself sitting next to you at a park on a date

You always carried a tote bag where ever you went, it always made a lot of noise when you walked, sounded like rocks in there or something, and when you would in reach into your bag when he was trying to pay for something he'd stop you and assure you he'd never let you pay, except you weren't planning on paying

You just have a bag of crystals in there and your tarot cards you like bringing along, never know when someone is going to need a reading, right?

He remembers the first time he came over to your place and it matched with your vibe, dried flowers/plants tied and hanging to the wall, leather-bound books on wooden bookshelves with glass bottles and even more, larger crystals

He noticed you took a liking to anything relating to the moon or sun, so he actually bought you a matching couples moon and sun bracelet, he let you pick which one you wanted

Gaz

He's always interested in what you're into, asks questions and isn't afraid in partaking in any small "rituals" you do, mostly habits really that you have, like petting every black cat you see or leaving something shiny for crows to take

There was a time crows started following him because of the things he'd leave out for them that he got scared and ran all the way home and hid until you came back, you explained that they likely just recognized him as the person who gave them food and other things

One of your favorite things to do is trying to foretell the future, you look for signs in every day life, or even just trusting your intuition when you get a certain feeling, you and Kyle will sit on the steps of your porch and observe the sky, there's a murder of crows that like to perch on a tree in the backyard

There's always a different number of them, not always the same amount, but you've heard that counting crows is a way of foretelling the future, today you counted three just as Kyle was feeling for that small box containing a ring in his pocket :)

Roach

I like to think he also loves to collect animals :), he enjoys coming along with you and foraging deep into the woods near riverbanks helping you look for skeletons and any other bones, secretly it's because he likes finding small animals like lizards or cicadas

He loves the idea that when you place an animal skull on a pile of items their spirit will protect that specific stack, he imagines that each animal bone/skull around the house has their items that they like to protect and hang near

You two love visiting the local park on weekends and taking romantic walks together, during these talks some animals might follow you

He remembers when he took you on a date out and every cat you passed would meow and come up to you, he just assumed you were really good with cats, until it started happening with crows and even snakes

Now your little companions make you both smile fondly seeing them come to greet you, you even let a cat follow you back home and couldn't bear to leave the poor thing outside in the cold :(, of course you'd bring it in! They now have their own little cushion to sleep on and get spoiled <3

Alejandro

It's literally in his blood to be into the macabre, most of his traditions revolve around that anyways, so it was no surprise that he gets along with you perfectly

He loves the herbs you have around the house because it reminds him of the elderly ladies that he used to see when he was a kid, he remembered most people avoided them, but others frequently visited them, he always viewed them as powerful and full of wisdom and knowledge

He'll listen to whatever subject interests you the most, you often talk to yourself and if he so happens to walk into a room while you're dusting the shelves or placing a new crystal and you're having a conversation with yourself, he'll just walk by like it's nothing, he knows you tend to do that

You like to grown your own herbs and plants so you won't always have to go out and buy more because now you'll never run out, it used to be Alejandro who was sent on these errands lol

Some people still talk bad about you sometimes, saying you make them feel uncomfortable, but little do they know, you leave a lemon out whenever they come by to "absorb their negative energy" and when they leave.. the lemon is brown.. how strange, something about them must be off

Alejandro was never afraid nor put off by you, you're the most alluring person he's ever seen and from the very moment he met you he had been attracted

Rudy

You've always had an air of elegance and mystery around you, people were afraid to wrong you but couldn't figure out what was so unsettling about you, contrary to that you were quite friendly to those who built up the confidence to get to know you

Rodolfo was the one to discover this and he's the one who frequently experiences your sweet side since he's your boyfriend, you'd actually be pretty lost without him! You tend to misplace your cards, crystals and other things and he's the one who patiently reminds you where to look

He helps you especially when you're in the kitchen, you like to make your kitchen space a nice and cozy area where you can be yourself, mostly focusing on herbs, you love tea and can't go a day without it! Rodolfo even learned how to make your favorite and every morning he gets up before you do to prepare it, so by the time you wake up there's a warm cup of tea by your bedside <3

You and him love cooking together, but you often misplace the notebook with all your recipes and other thoughts you write in them, sometimes he'll find the notebook but if he doesn't you have to turn to the recipes you've written in your notes app on your phone

Not all witchy people can afford or manage to keep glass bottles in their homes if they're clumsy, so you've turned to recycling plastic bottles and buying durable tupperware to store dried herbs or potions, Rodolfo helps you write what they're for in sharpie and organize them on shelves

Phillip Graves

The first time he noticed you, you were doing a tarot reading for another Shadow, he himself got curious and asked for one, you looked him straight in the eye and said "these cards mean we should go out on a date" (they did not mean that at all)

He was eager to learn more about you, he regarded your behavior not as strange but as... whimsical and it was honestly refreshing for him, you smiled at children and pets/animals, you believed those little pure souls needed all the positivity they could get before the negativity of this world got to them

You couldn't have asked for a more supportive boyfriend than Phillip, he remembers all your little quirks and habits and tries to imitate him best he can, heck he even incorporates some of them into his daily life!

Whenever he takes you on vacation he KNOWS he must stop at a shop that sells crystals or incense knowing how much you love that, you go insane in there and he has no limits knowing how happy it makes you, just stands, waiting next to the cashier smiling fondly as he sighs, ready to pull out his card whenever you're done picking out what you want

Makarov

You'd think he couldn't care less but you're WRONG, he loves bothering you all the time knowing you've got good intuition and thinks you know what everything means, assumes you can interpret his dreams, "I had a dream what does it mean?" "I'm not Joseph the fu-"

As time has gone by, he's gotten to know you better, instead of bouquets of fresh flowers, he started gifting you dried flowers which you love a lot more because you can keep them for wayyy longer, you keep it on display around your home and it brings you lots of happiness when you look at them

He also buys you a vase for every time he gifts you a bouquet, preferably ones that match your aesthetic, even though you're thankful for anything that he gets you, it's even sweeter when he pays attention to these things because it shows he truly cares

When building your new house, he came to you asking how you wanted the interior to look like, told you not to hold back and you did not hold back at all, he fully trusted the decisions you were making and the final product had a dark cottagecore vibe to it during the night but spring-like fairy vibe during the day

You can fully incorporate your desired vibes and express yourself as you wish because he's there to make it possible <3

Keegan

He used to always be the kind of guy to never really bother or pay much attention to certain things, but you were all about the small details, not obsessing but noticing, he wanted to be like that, he saw how much joy it brought you in your interactions with nature and small, inanimate things

You would talk to anything, not just yourself because it were as if you were conversing with someone, he asked you once why you did it and you replied that it's a habit that you developed as a child, which is common, but never "grew" out of it, you were sure someone listened even if you thought you were alone

He walks into your room to stare at the stacks of cards, crystals, potion bottles, an alarming amount of bones you found when foraging in the woods, etc..

Speaking of bones, you always take a bag when going on hikes, you'll be walking with Keegan hand in hand and suddenly he doesn't feel you beside him anymore, you've veered off the path to dig up a bone you saw sticking out of the dirt, and if you're lucky to find a whole deer decomposing you get overexcited and take the big container you made Keegan load up in his truck

Of course, you ask the deer or animal for permission to harvest their bones before taking them, Keegan can only stand there and watch, slightly concerned for you, but you'll make him help you clean the bones when you get home

König

He's never delved much into the same things you have but he tries his best to comply and make you happy, you love crafting, almost everything in your home is handmade by you, you believe the effort you put into those things benefit you and your home, providing positive energy

There's certain herbs you can never run out of: rosemary, sage, lavender, etc.. you try to grow your own but let's say you don't have much luck with plants, you've tried everything and you can't figure out what you're doing wrong, you decide to tell König and to your surprise he says to let him handle it

Those herbs are growing nicely and quite healthy when you decide to test him, who knew he could be so good with them, you let him take care of the rest of your plants while you focus on the more "dirty" work which is the process of cleaning your bones, you have to bury them to let the bugs eat the flesh and then dig the bones back up later to check up on them until you can clean them yourself

You also love buying and hanging tapestries up, preferably those with mushrooms on them, but you have a hard time because unlike someone you aren't super tall and pulling up a chair with a wobbly leg isn't the safest option... König rushes over just in time to help you down and instead you sit back and tell him where to put the tapestry up

And when he's done? You got four more you want to hang up in other rooms, but he's willing to do anything for you

Horangi

God, he just loves loves LOVES your style, on some days it can range from long and flowy maxi dresses that are comfortable and perfect for simple chores around the house or it can be bell bottoms with a shirt tied in the front

Despite how often he scolds you for this but you like walking barefoot around the house, in your backyard too when the weather is warm and you want some sun or even if it's raining and you want to enjoy the rain, he's afraid you'll catch a cold or step on something that'll cut your skin

When on bookstore dates, you're always drawn to the book section that features books about spells, or related to witchcraft, anything that can be useful information for your home

Often, when a tough decision comes your way you like playing with a pendulum, you often stay up late at night, letting your thoughts just run rampant within your mind as that pendulum swings and you sit in a pensive state, sometimes it can even help you if you're feeling anxious because just watching it swing back and forth helps to get your mind away from negative thoughts

Nikto

He never outright asked nor assumed if you were a witch, I mean, you resembled one.. but if asked he could never place a finger on it, he didn't care either

Never really paid much mind to what you were up to most of the time, barely even questioned you when you'd stay up late at night or get overly excited when it was the full moon, he noticed you always marked the lunar cycle on your calendar, you kept up with it regularly, also didn't say much about that either

You love burning candles and other herbs to keep your home clean, he likes coming home to the smell as he's grown accustomed to it, feels it as welcoming even and always thinks of you if he detects it elsewhere

You love being out in nature like him, you two love veering off into the woods and making your own paths to explore, you do it to connect with nature as you deeply resonate with it, he observes you and it's almost like seeing you be in your true element, always brings a flashlight or a lantern knowing that not even the sun going down will keep you from playing in the woods at night

You say that as long as you're respecting the wildlife, you have nothing to fear

[concretejunglefm]

I was enchanted to meet you

Summary: Meeting Noah at an event you’re working at ends in an unexpected twist.

Pairing: Noah Sebastian x reader.

CW: mostly fluffy soft vibes, mentions of smoking, implied sex.

It’s over breakfast when you notice your phone screen lighting up with a notification. Curiosity piqued, you tap the screen, revealing a news article. The headline immediately captures your attention:

“A Wild, Passionate Night for Bad Omens Frontman, Noah Sebastian.”

You don’t even bother clicking on the article. Your eyes quickly scan the headline, then briefly glance at the blurry photo below it—a grainy, zoomed-in shot of Noah taking a step beside a woman whose face is partially turned away from the camera. Her hair falls just right, conveniently obscuring what they’ve decided makes her a “mystery woman.”

Mystery woman or not, she’s far from either of your minds right now.

The corner of your mouth curls up as you glance at Noah, whose lap you currently occupy. He’s shirtless, his hair still tousled from sleep. A faint red mark trails down the side of his neck, where his tattoos don’t reach—a mark you left there just hours ago. He’s sipping coffee from a mug featuring a motif from his favorite TV show, Severance—something you learned about during your late-night hours of getting to know each other. He’s scrolling aimlessly on his own phone, completely oblivious to the buzz his name is generating in the outside world.

You tilt your screen toward him with a soft snort. “It seems you’ve been quite busy.”

Noah raises an eyebrow, leaning forward to catch a glimpse, a quiet laugh escaping his lips. “Mystery woman, huh?” he mutters, his voice rough from the night before. “If only they knew.” A sly smirk spreads across his lips as he refocuses on you, his gaze lingering on your lips before he leans in and kisses you.

They may not know, but you do because you were there—you remember the night perfectly.

What they saw: 

Another album release party event has found you catering, but this time, it’s for a band you’ve never heard of—even though your music preferences are vast. You spend the evening mingling, offering drinks and appetizers, while the band who is the center of attention seem to be fading into the background. You almost don’t realize who the event is for until you overhear conversations mentioning their names, particularly Noah, which becomes the center of one young woman’s conversation.

You later spot the same woman approaching whom you’ve deduced to be Noah—through process of elimination—and attempt to initiate a conversation. From a distance, you observe her; she laughs at his jokes, he’s courteous, she leans in as she speaks, and when he moves past her to reach for someone else, his hand brushes against hers—a fleeting, innocent touch.

A casual touch, barely a second long, but long enough to be manipulated and framed in any way the media chooses.

Then comes a photo—another one that accompanies the grainy one taken when he leaves the venue. This time, it’s a selfie they’re standing in the back of. It’s a blurry candid shot of Noah caught in profile, mid-smile, his eyes vaguely angled towards her. Her gaze is slightly upturned, and for a fleeting moment, as the briefest frame of the photo captures, it seems like something is happening between them—a shared glance, a lingering gaze.

You know better, because all of his glances came to settle on you.

As the night drew to a close, they managed to capture the photo that sparked the headline. Noah walking towards the exit, the crowd thinning out and the mystery woman standing beside him—not speaking this time, not even looking at each other. However, the camera didn’t care about their conversation; it only focused on angles and their proximity to sell a story based solely on coincidence.

To them, she was the woman he went home with; that was all they needed to claim it. She was the mysterious woman who had led him to a wild and passionate night.

What they didn't see:

They miss the way you catch Noah’s attention when you brush past him after he enters the room. They also miss the way his eyes keep scanning for you from there on. You’re just a stranger, but the faint scent you leave lingering in your wake keeps him hooked. His eyes are peeled for you, searching through the crowd in hopes of seeing you again—his mysterious stranger.

You catch him staring at you for a second too long. Not in the way someone admires an outfit or scans a crowd, but as if he’s memorizing you. They don’t notice that, or how every time you look up at him after that, he is already looking back—his lips twitching into a small, genuine smile—real—just for a fleeting moment.

You notice him watching you as you navigate through the crowd, ensuring that the trays in your hands remain steady, even under his watchful eye. His gaze then shifts to your legs, your fingers, and the subtle hint of collarbone that the uniform didn’t quite conceal. You feel heat bloom beneath your skin every time your paths cross.

You hear the way his voice drops when he catches you passing by, asking casually, “Haven’t I seen you before?” as if the three times you’ve offered him appetizers were mere coincidences.

They don’t see the two of you in the alleyway—Noah leaning against the wall with one foot propped behind him, a cigarette dangling between his fingers. You uncomfortably close to him—closer than polite or appropriate—but neither of you seem to mind.

You hadn’t intended to follow him out, not really. But when he slipped through the side door, you hesitated for only a minute before pushing it open yourself. It was as if an invisible force compelled you to follow him.

They don’t witness the smirk on his lips as you step into the dim light, or hear the quiet, “I was wondering how long you were gonna take.”

They don’t hear the way your breath catches, or how his eyes dip to your mouth, or how yours do the same.

They don’t notice you staring at his cigarette—not because you desire one, but because you yearn to savor the taste of something which has been between his lips.

They don’t see the tension stretch between you like a wire, taut and humming with potential. They don’t hear the long, heavy silence that fills the space between flirting and something else entirely.

When you both return inside, they don’t notice how your cheeks are slightly warmer, or your lips are slightly bitten.

His gaze follows you differently—less subtle and less patient now. As if something had changed in that alley, something that couldn’t be ignored for the rest of the night.

They witness him leaving with her, but they fail to notice your silent exit ten minutes later.

They don’t hear the first time he utters your name, as if he yearns to savor it. They don’t witness the passionate kiss he shares with you as soon as you’re out of sight—desperate, possessive, and messy. They don’t see the Uber ride, where you climb into his lap and barely manage to reach the second red light before his lips find your neck—heated, possessive. They don’t witness his fingers tracing your thighs, his hands entwined in your hair, and his voice whispering in your ear, confessing that he’s been contemplating this moment since the instant he laid eyes on you.

They don’t see you now, nestled on his lap in the gentle radiance of morning, draped only in his shirt. Your legs are warm against his thighs as he indulges in lazy kisses along your neck, gently nipping at the delicate skin just below your ear, as if he’s still yearning for you, as if last night wasn’t enough. One of his hands curls at your waist, while the other trails light touches up your thigh, fingers brushing the edge of the shirt that barely covers your curves.

Your coffee sits forgotten on the table. His mug is in reach, but his focus is on you—always you.

They don’t hear the rasp in his voice as he whispers your name, like it’s a secret meant for no one else. They don’t see the way he holds you, not possessively, but with a sense of certainty—like there’s nowhere else he’d rather be. Like here—with you—is where he’s destined to be.

He doesn’t even know her name, but he knows yours. If you have anything to say about it, it’ll be the only thing he says for the rest of the day—soft, breathless, and repetitive, against your skin.

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[hukelughes]

can we pls have some umich frat boy vibes luke pls anything

DRUNK IN LOVE! — LUKE HUGHES

SUMMARY: In which frat!Luke Hughes and his girlfriend play a constant game of cat and mouse at his parties.

WARNINGS: fem!reader, 18+ only, underage drinking (implied), suggestive themes, jealousy, established relationship.

WORD COUNT: 0.5k words (short, i know).

AUTHORS NOTE: my first piece of writing is officially posted! thank you for requesting nonnie <3 i know its short but i hope i fulfilled ur request!!

You dance around to the beat of a song you can’t quite remember, the warm fuzzy feeling in your mind caused by the alcohol you consumed preventing you from thinking straight.

Your white faux leather skirt is riding up your thighs, no doubt flashing your white lace thong to anyone who’s looking. Normally, you would’ve immediately pulled it back down, but you wanted his attention.

You feel a pair of hands grabbing your waist, his hot breath hitting your ear. You know exactly who it is by the smell of his cologne, which is why you aren’t brushing him off.

“Princess,” he whispers teasingly, “I thought I told you not to wear this tonight.”

You scoff, throwing your head back onto Luke’s shoulder while tilting your head in his direction. “When have I ever listened to you?”

Luke just chuckles, pulling your skirt down for you. “I wish you did, but I know you like being a brat. Everyone’s looking at you, you know? What if they saw what you wore for me?”

You hazily look around to see if his words are true, and you can faintly see that people, mostly men, are looking right in your direction. Frowning, you turn around in Luke’s arms, wanting to show them that you aren’t even going to entertain the idea of going home with them.

While you enjoyed the feeling of people looking at you, it never quite beat the feeling of Luke looking at you. The game the two of you played at his frat parties to see which one of you would inevitably get jealous normally only lasted about two hours before Luke came over and called a truce.

You’ve been dating ever since you both arrived at the University of Michigan, immediately connecting with each other. All of your freshmen classes were the same, which ultimately led to him coming up to you and introducing himself. You were cautious at first, he looked like the typical frat boy. Athletic, cocky, and he most likely had a bunch of other girls waiting to pounce on him if they ever got the chance. He didn’t let your guarded demeanor sway him, and soon enough you found yourself wanting to be around him all the time. It was hard for him to stay away from you, and he slowly started to insert himself into your life.

You didn’t mind though, because you felt the exact same way.

“It’s only for you, you know that.” You mutter, while looking up at him with glossy eyes. He looks right back at you with an eyebrow raised, silently saying “really?”.

To prove your point, you put both of your hands on each side of his face, bringing him down for a kiss. It’s definitely not family friendly, as you guys chase each other’s lips even though they’re already touching. The guys that were looking at you before definitely aren’t now.

You break apart from each other, reluctantly, but you both need to breathe. “That good enough?” You ask, moving your hands to grab onto his waist, clutching onto the tight black shirt he’s wearing.

“More than enough,” Luke immediately replies, pressing his forehead to yours, never quite getting enough of you. “Wanna go to my room?”

“Yeah,” you quickly answer, already grabbing his hand and turning around to leave.

This was just your kind of love, making each other wild and crazy for each other.

[annabelle--cane]

i wasn’t here when tma reached the height of its popularity (i only joined last year) so could you describe the Vibes (how bad the drama was, did it feel like there were too many people, etc.)

only if you want to :]

I've said this before, so this may be a familiar spiel to longer term followers, but 2020 tma fandom was honestly not the worst fandom I've ever been in, it was just by far the biggest thing I have ever been actively into at peak popularity and so the 1% of insane people that are found in every fan space were 1% of a much bigger total population. most people were fine and chill, but there were a vocal minority who Weren't.

major ingredients in the discourse pot:

from my observations, tma had a small but devoted listener base for its first few years, then it got a little bump in mid 2018, then a considerable bump in late 2019, then hit proper virality in early 2020, so there were a lot of people with hipster complexes about being Real Fans who were there first and weren't just part of the masses.

at this point I'm not even sure if this part was true, but the above was compounded by the perception that the earlier og listener base were mostly adults and the new wave of fans were mostly tweens and teens. whether the different waves actually fell along those age lines or not, a lot of people felt like the fandom was split into 80% Cringe Zoomers Who Are Here For Ships And Memes and 20% Millennials and Gen X'ers With Media Literacy Who Are Here For Horror. nice dichotomy, idiot, now what lies outside it, etc and such and such. our blessed fandom etiquette vs their barbarous dni lists.

which isn't to say that suddenly having a huge number of people, including young people, become interested in a single piece of media at a time of global stress where everyone had to be much more online and the content of the media itself was at its darkest and most socially relevant had no downsides. oh no. Oh No.

"my headcanon is not only objectively the best headcanon but it actually invalidates all of yours and if you hc something different then it's an act of bigotry against my Correct Headcanon." / "I have drawn up a list of Good Characters you have to like and aren't allowed to criticize and a list of Bad Characters you have to hate and can't acknowledge exist unless it's to make fun of and completely condemn them." / "I saw her username in the kudos of a jonelias fic" "girl what were YOU doing in the kudos of a jonelias fic" / "this latest episode handled a social issue unforgivably badly, I haven't experienced it myself but the vibes were off, everyone demand accountability and boycott the rest of the show" "hey that one was actually based on jonny's personal experiences" "ah fuck not again. well boys let's remember this for next time. this latest epis--"

honestly most of the discourse was down to like two or three friend groups. there was one group of people who you will probably remember if you were there at the time whom I have sometimes seen referred to as the Clown Gang. Clown Gang were ground zero for a good 90% of fan discourse ("hcing melanie as ace is ableist and lesbophobic" "fan content that focuses on jon's asexuality is biphobic. what's pansexuality I've never heard of it." "desolation tim aus are inherently ableist and racist"), but eventually they had a big falling out with Clown Prime and things calmed down. to be very clear I hold no ill will towards any of these people for four year old bad takes, hence why I'm not using any names, but god was it a time.

and this is only about the tumblr side of things. I was barely active of twitter so idk what it was like there but I was on tiktok for about a year during that time and the vibes were wildly different. iirc people there were less confrontational and there wasn't really a callout culture like on tumblr, but the extremes of the takes were FAR worse.

[mechncheese]

your designs are so peak! dyou think youd be willing to share some of your process for how you develop the looks you make?

Sure thing ! I'll take you on a journey into my mind's eye

Long text post ahead in case anyone's interested in my designing process

I start off with references-- lots of references. I pull inspiration from more than one iteration for a character ! For Brainstorm specifically I took the most inspiration from IDW Brainstorm with aspects from G1 like his darker/greener color.

Red Alert's darker color palette is also based on the TFA design with heavy IDW influence. First Aid's little doctor's coat was inspired by the Bayverse Crosshair's coat. Ratchet's design is based on his Prime, G1, IDW, and Cyberverse iterations but I took the most inspiration from his Prime design (I think Prime Ratchet is also my favorite Ratchet so I might be biased)

Before I begin designing anything, I map out the character's silhouette, it gives me a feel for the shapes I want and how they'd stand out in a lineup. Here's Wheeljack for an example.

Then I start the first draft/sketch. I just draw on top of the silhouette and adjust as I go, I'm mostly going based on what feels right to me.

Since a lot of the bots I was working with had White and Red color palettes I had to use different accent colors to break it up and I wanted to emphasize their shape language. I try to keep things from blurring together too much. I also used various off-white colors (it's very subtle) and different shades of red.

I also pull inspiration from figurines/model kits from gundams specifically-- honestly I do this mostly for the legs, I struggle a lot with making the legs look right so I look at Gundam legs for references on knee articulations and the ankles.

a lot of it is trial and error and it usually takes me more than one attempt before finalizing a design. Let me show you the monster that is my first Brainstorm attempt.

Good fucking god I have no idea what the hell I was thinking, literally the first thing I said to myself as I was finishing this was "Oh my god he is UGLY, I cannot keep him like that" he was not working out so I went back to the drawing board and worked small.

Here was my second draft of Brainstorm, I was thinking about his personality as I was working on him which I think helped a lot. Chaotically natured, I incorporated a lot of sharp shapes and I darkened his color palette to a sea green to let the red and yellow/orange accents stand out. It also emphasizes his more sinister personality while the broad yellow-accented shoulders paired with the extra red accents kind of give him this "show-off" and "full of himself" vibe.

My previous mistake was that the blue was far too bright and the orange and red were just clashing too much. Also his wings being flat against his back just did not fit him. I think I was too afraid to break to mold with Brainstorm-- Like there was this line between "This is not Brainstorm enough" or "This is too far from being Brainstorm" and then I remembered his very wise words

Then I just started to get adventurous and experimental and bam, we have Science AU Brainstorm. The major takeaway from this is don't be afraid to get wild with your designs.

In contrast, Since Prowl and Brainstorm will be seen around each other a lot, I kept Prowl's design less flashy and his palette limited, pulling heavily from IDW Prowl. It also fits his personality, he's much more serious and orderly. So when they're seen in the same drawing, there's this nice design compliment between Brainstorm and Prowl.

Another oopsies I did was initial First Aid attempt where I made his accent color orange for some reason. It looked really bad and I ended up changing it to blue which worked a lot better.

But yeah ! That's my general design process ! Play around, have fun and don't be afraid to get experimental and try some new things for designs !

[bunnybeaches]

First drabble i’m publishing!! it’s all fluff! i can take constructive criticism just please don’t be mean with it

You missed your boy so much. Six whole months without a warm body to hold, loud boot stomping when he gets home (he promises he’ll be more quiet), or his voice calling out to you softly whenever he can’t find you.

Another day crossed off the calendar till you’re flipping the months instead. You convinced him to buy this adorable calendar with cute kittens on it. Even though he said “it ruined his vibe.” One kitten matches the stupid, little furball that calls your home his own. Your boy bought it for you after he felt you were lonely when he was on deployment. What a sweet boy you have.

Carefully collecting the furball into your arms you walk to the bedroom. Fluffy sock clad feet carefully padding against the cold wood floors. You gently nudge the door open with your foot before plopping the cat on the bed. Finally you can peel off those restricting clothes you’re required to wear for work. Slip on one of your boyfriend’s shirts with the last name “Riley” across the back.

The cologne mostly faded from being worn and washed about a million times Yet you’ll never stop wearing it.

Trotting off to the bathroom since you know you have to wash your face, after all who wants pimples? Scrubbing off the dirt, grime, and sweat after a long day feels nice.

Finally it’s the best time of the night, bedtime. Crawling into bed with the furball and a stuffed bunny your boyfriend got you, he said it reminded him of you. You’re able to fall asleep dreaming of dreams that are..well nobody really remembers their dreams. It’s pretty early when your shoulder gets nudged over and over. Thinking it’s the cat you shrug it off.

“Go away” you murmur. The cat doesn’t move or well the nudging doesn’t stop.

“Hey I said..” finally turning over to get the damn cat to stop when you pause. You’re half asleep but it looks like there’s a man in your bed. oh shit there’s a man in your bed!

the figure moves “love it’s just me.” the figure says looming over with a deep voice.

You know that voice. You know that face! That face with messy blonde hair he didn’t get to cut on deployment, the slightly crooked nose from it being broken to many times, big brown eyes, and chapped lips which you will definitely fix.

“Simon” a heavy sigh and a sleepy smile grace your lips. “I missed you baby”

As he lays down next to you, you see that he’s in his boxers and his hair is slightly damp. You almost immediately snuggle into his open arms.

“Did you shower already? You look..clean?” you ask with a small grin but a puzzled look

Simon chuckles while gently playing with your hair, “I didn’t want to wake you lovie, so i took a shower downstairs. I know you don’t appreciate me dirty in bed.” he plants a small kiss to your forehead

How did you get so lucky? “I appreciate that you came home to me. Safe and sound.” You both get comfortable, your head on his chest and his arms tightly around you.

“Glad to be home angel..so glad to be home” Simon’s voice trails off. Poor baby was way too sleepy for a conversation.

But it’s ok, in the morning he will show you how much he missed you. For now all your worries disappeared since your boy is back in your arms.

ok wow first drabble! there definitely are mistakes just please be nice!! i tried my best and i can’t wait to improve! i hope you all enjoy it!