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i like talking to my friends @catskinn @psychepearls
#actual sugar post#context we were complaining about the mouthwashing fandom flanderizing the characters and refusing to talk about the story in depth#and I was trying to make a joke and censor a bunch of shit with asterisks#and my discord uses asterisks to put things in italics#so it got all fucked up#really good interaction I think#everyone go tell my boyfriend he’s the funniest guy who’s ever existed please#also yeah that commission that’s my tumblr pfp is Gavin’s discord pfp#idk where foster is now but his drawing gets a lot of love#my pals#discord screenshot#out of context discord#discord#discord chat#pics#Galla don’t look
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Okay, I finally got to watch today's video, so here's the not-quite-live commentary/chaotic highlights post I promised about it :)
Not entirely video related, but I love that as usual, I see a bunch of people in the comments saying "Woah I never knew AJ stood for Alexander Jeremy" while I'm here like. I don't think I've ever heard any of them refer to Tom as Thomas before this intro. Do they normally introduce him that way and I just never noticed or-?
Eve is an icon, love the vibes going from "oh fuck" in response to "what is your name?" to her pulling a "your mum" on Sam. Got her confidence back real quick there
Not to mention the fact they actually used 'your mum' as the stimulus-
"My mum is lovely" *5 seconds later* "You ring the bell, I don't want to" Something is telling me her mom isn't that lovely
AJ saying the name Martha, trying to figure out who it would make sense for Martha to be, and then giving up by saying his character panicked. Love it
"She's a massive *bleep*" Censors aren't allowing me to hear Tom say 'bitch' and I won't stand for it
I saw a comment say it as a joke, but it really was funny how Sam kept saying change until Luke made them a straight couple (calling Tom's character 'Suzanne') lmao
Darren: "Listen, I'm gonna win her over, okay?" Suzanne, about to sob: "yeah-?"
The whole coming onto Suzanne's mom bit was gold "He's coming onto me" "Sorry I'm panicking" "Why am I coming onto my mom??" "You're panicking!"
"I wish I had his muscles.." "Oh you'll catch up with me, don't worry" Tom you're so fucking funny-
The slight hesitation from Luke at the 'men' suggestion, followed by all of the other three being like "Fuck yeah, let's complain about men" is so good and lowkey reminds me of Tom's vs everyone else's reaction to the Evil-Make-A-Wish-Kid title
"Because you have one thing on your mind" "Yeahhh" "Podcasts" "🤨"
"Take 2 steps towards your progress" is the new "Today embarks on change"
Legendary Letters/Time Warp crossover we didn't know we needed
Words can't describe how much I expected and wanted the last line to be "Now you are our bitch" goddamnit-
Sam entering the scene, eating a large block of cheese while moaning, and waiting for another character to interrupt him, only for AJ to fuck it up immediately upon doing so, this is what we love to see
Something about Sam going "I love cheese :D" makes me very happy
"No one wants me to say" He's right, I absolutely do not want him to say what's so different, not while knowing SFTH's history with dairy products
I know everyone's been saying this, but yeah Sydney is definitely cosplaying as Sam in this video and I respect that
Luke's character quickly becoming problematic throughout Pillars is great. First he's unfaithful, then he's saying 'gay people' and 'the t-word', and by the end he apparently represents all of the world's problems smh
"I'll just sign this myself and do it in your writing" Heathers: father's will edition
Speaking of him, are we gonna acknowledge that he's trans-? "When I gave birth to you, do you know what I said to your mother?" Because none of the guys mentioned it, which is unlike them
"Daddy, I just want a fucking hug!" The first uncensored 'fuck' in the video!
Tom describing AJ's Tindr profile while AJ tells him to shut the fuck up-
"Sorry Mum!" a necessary apology from Sam, although at this point in his career I feel like it has a lot of ground to cover-
Thought for a second we were gonna get another one of Sam's iconic animal characters. But instead we got a surprise Henry VIII reference??
All in all, good shit as always, though the censorship did throw me off, idk what that's about-
#ive decided i had it right with the last post#instead of live commentaries im just gonna call these#sfth chaotic highlights#sfth#shoot from the hip#sfth luke#sfth tom#sfth sam#stfh aj
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Part Two of the Billy Hargrove ff (there will be 5 parts btw, 7 with the censored versions 🧏♀️the not explicit part will be shorter by a lot cause I'll basically skip the entire smut part and move to the next day)
Warning: if you're a minor shoo or I'll ground you!
Warnings for this part:
Dirty language, kissing, touching, Billy getting off to you, explicit language, smut basically, uhhh just basically a whole bunch of getting worked up, smacking (you'll see) and slight kinks (degrading, etc)🦦. If there's more let me know I think this is all of the stuff in this.

Cause I need more than my imagination
~part 3
"You didn't use my perfum, are you sure?"
"Yeah it's probably like, I don't know, your shirt that smells a lot of your perfum, maybe the perfum got in the walls already. You always smell like a bottle of it so I wouldn't be surprised."
He chuckled.
"Doll, I see the way you react when I sit closer to you, or when you smell my jacket. Which no offense, I find that desperation to smell me and like me, very hot. But wouldn't want to accuse you of anything"
He set down the drinks walking over to you standing by the bed end.
"You're mistaken, I can't avoid it when you jacket reeks of cigarettes all the time. Also stop smoking it's unhealthy" you reply turning around to pick up his blanket. Turning around and wrapping it around yourself.
"Oh yeah? I reek? How come I see you bite your bottom lip when I smoke?"
"Again, you're mistaken, I'm actually trying not to gag then"
"Hahaha riiiight, you wanna gag for a different reason? Mh?"
"Pass."
"To bad" he replied smugly, sitting down on the bed as you took your drink and a slight awkward silence overtook the room.
"Soo" you start.
"So" he copies you, waiting for you to continue.
"So, your parents home?"
"Nope. Just us sugar tits"
"Haha okay...so what's the plan?"
"I don't know, I could think of something but I doubt you're down for it." He says undoing some of his buttons, opening the flannel his chest now basically all the way exposed. You roll your eyes while the familiar hest rises from your toes to you face.
"Whore" you joke as you grab one of his cds.
"I'd gladly be your personal men whore, if it means I can taste you and hold you. I'm all for it"
"Can we listen to, uh Mötley Crüe, that's how you pronounce it?"
"Sure sugar, put it on" he says getting up and walking behind you, his hand sliding around your waist, the blanket barely doing anything to make the touch less tempting. His lips settle on the back of your neck, as he watches you put the cd in the cd player, your blush smacking you across your face once more. As his hand wraps around you, pushing the blanket open slightly as he slips his hands into it to feel your skin just below your crop top. Another kiss landing on your neck, over your pulse point. A deep inhale erupts from him as his fingers slightly grip into your skin.
Come on and dance starts playing, you totally missed when he skipped the first song to this one. Before you can react you feel him leave a wet kiss on your neck.
"I want you Doll...what do you say, mh? I need to feel you Sugar"
You take in a shaky breath, the air in your lungs burning slightly for some reason. You can taste his lips on your tounge, when you never even kissed..
"Billy..we haven't even kissed yet, like really kissed yet."
"Shit.. if that's something you're up for now, I can work with that...I think kissing you will be more than enough for me to make myself fall asleep tonight." He whispers, his breath hitches, he take a deep breath as he slowly turns you around, trapping you between him and the desk where the music played.
He watched you, your eyes scanning his face slowly, a little flustered as you gathered your guts. Taking his face in your hands gently.
"I..don't know how to do this... well I kissed a guy before but it was like uhm a peck? Was a stupid spin the bottle thing...." You whisper against his lips, barely inches away now.
"Fuck, Doll, I will teach you whatever you don't know yet. Damn....shit I'll teach you whatever you need me to, I'd teach you to ride a bike if you don't know how..that just means I can be a major part of your life, that's all I want.."
"Okay but...if I suck please tell me?" You reply quietly, he just nods furiously, when you look at him and nod your head slightly he gently moves closer. Watching the way your eyes close tightly as you wait. He smiles before he kisses you, just a small peck. Pulling away to see you confused.
"...that's it?"
"No ..I just need a second or I'll lose myself"
You wait as he stares at you, the music the only sound.
"...you all calm and collected again?"
"Yeah"
Was all he said before he grabbed your hips pulling you against him, his lips back on yours. Slowly, you catch the right way of kissing him back, after a few embarrassing tries to move with him. When you finally got the right speed and movements, he groans against your lips. Sucking on your bottom lip, you wrap your arms around his neck way to smoothly, like you've done it multiple times. It just came so naturally.
He nibbles your bottom lip now, pulling away slightly, barely getting his words out before be kisses you again.
"Please, fuck darling open your mouth I need more"
When his lips went back on yours after that hurried sentence, you shivered, his tounge sliding over your lips and before you know it you relax and enjoy the way he slowly deepens the kiss. Almost careful. It didn't last long, before he huffed and full on frenched you. Sucking, moaning, sloppy wet sounds of both teeth and lips slowly mix with the music.
(God I'm dying here, this is more cringe then I expected. The fact I'm writing this to share it here my gosh !!)
His hand groping your waist as he stops himself from touching you inappropriately. He pulls away when he hears you mumble his name.
"Yeah.." *he breaths out licking his lips, staring at yours waiting to feel and taste you again.
You pant slightly, the heat in your abdomen seeping.
"Billy..you can touch me..like" blushing as what you're about to say, "touch me like really"
"You sure?"
"Yeah..."
"How much? Like can I slip under your clothes?" You can't form words again, just nodding.
"Say yes, and I'll touch you however you want me to.."
"Yes..Billy please touch me"
He nods, groaning as his eyes flicker to the floor, hanging his head slightly, taking a deep breath. You just wait playing with his curls.
"Fuck...I'm not usually like this, I swear..uh let's sit down this is awkward"
You chuckle, "from what people say you're definitely never like this"
"Shush"
He pulls you along gently sitting down and pulling you on his lap, his hands slipping under your top, as he looks up at you, sticking out his tounge, which you surprisingly kiss gently, before connecting your tounge to his, moaning as he gripped your waist hard. Deepening the kiss in a hurry, his hands slipping further up your shirt, just under your bra, before one moves back to your hips. Brushing over your ass, before he grips it harshly when you bit his tounge slightly.
He separates from the kiss, trailing kisses down your jaw, to you throat, all the way to the small space between shoulder and collar bone. Billy groans as he accidentally nudged you against the growing solid.
"Fuckkk" was all that hissed into the kisses before he did it again. Shit did it do things to you. You felt yourself pant into his hair, gently gripping it as your head leaned back, giving him more space to suck and kiss.
"Fuck Billy, is this what making out it?"
A deep hum leaves him as he stops, gripping your hips with both hands, grinding you harder.
"S dry humping darling, we moved a bit to deeply into making out. Probably already in the middle stage.."
"Middle stage ?mh..I think I like middle stage" you pant out, your hands resting on his neck, thumbs nudging his jaw to kiss him again.
He moans for the first time. Moving away, leaning his forehead against yours.
"You okay with this?"
"What do you mean?"
"Me and you grinding, possibly me coming in my pants at some point"
You laugh slightly.
"Yeah I'm more than fine with that"
"Good, cause if not I'd need the bathroom real bad"
I smile, tilting my head.
"Yeah? Billy I'm not so innocent, I'd love to watch...you don't need to go out of your way to leave the room for me.."
His eyes flicker over your face, swallowing hard as he adjust.
"You wanna...watch me get off?"
You nod, kissing his neck.
"I'm sure it will help if I'm here no?"
He separates from you, changing positions, a bit to fast too. He had you on the bed on your back as he reached for his belt while he sat between your thighs.
"You sure?"
"Yeah.."
Unbuckling his belt, janking it open, undoing his dark blue jeans, about to pull them a bit down before he leans down, holding your throat gently.
"Open your mouth darling"
You smirk, snorting before you do as he asked. He moves back slightly, groaning as he struggles to move his pants and boxers out of the way, when he finally did, the wet sound was unmistakable. The huff before he stuck out his tounge. Leaning up slightly to close the gap, his moan muffles into you as he moves his hand.
Breaking up the kiss he sits up, moving the hem of his flannel in-between his teeth. Staring at you as he moves his hand over his length over and over. You blush hiding your face slightly because the wet, sickly erotic sound really got to you. Wanting to close your legs but he just pushed them apart again, pushing up your skirt.
"Don't you dare close your legs Doll" he says dropping the flannel, causing it to cover his tip. Groaning he grabs the button up and rips it.
"Billy!"
"What?"
"You're gonna need to find the buttons later! And I'm gonna have to sew it for youu"
"Fuck the buttons, as long as you push mine I'll walk around with an open shirt"
"How come you're so quiet?"
"It's embarrassing. I'd moan or whine"
You roll your eyes, sitting up slightly on your elbows. Rising your eyebrows.
"Billy, you have any idea what it does to me when you moan? You think I won't enjoy every other sound you'll make while jerking off, watching me. Possibly imagining how I'd feel wrapped around you?"
He moans loudly throwing his head back,
"God damn doll you'll make me cum with that talk"
"Oh? You like when I talk like this? Is that how dirty you are? Want me to keep going?"
He nods his head, hooded eyes looking down at you.
"Shit you are a whore for me" you don't miss the way his body shudders.
"Oh my god you're into degrading!?' I mean I knew you were kinky and a sluty guy but my gosh"
"Fuck please don't go there right now. I'm about to burst"
"Oh I'm sure. With the way you're leaking, and the way you're shaking your hips into your hand, like a rutting animal" you purr sitting up, facing him, a husky whine leaving his lips as he feels your hand on the tip of his dick.
You gulp as you feel it, it's warm and wet twitching slightly. God you could do this all the time if it means seeing him like this.
"You're so hot...shit you gonna cum soon?"
"Yeah why"
"I'm so wet- oh oh wow okay"
You giggle as he moans loudly his cum dripping down your palm.
"Shit sorry.. I- I thought I could...fuck...last longer than that.." he mumbles opening his eyes when he didn't receive a answer to see you staring at your hand.
"Fuck wait" you watch him as he gets up in a hurry, breathing heavily as he grabs a shirt to clean your hand.
"Billy?" You say gently as he hums in reply.
"Need some help over here"
"Yeah I know" he hurries turning around taking your hand gently, "you said you'd only watch Darling"
"Yeah well how could I not touch you when you look like the most beautiful statue?"
He laughs slightly, a blush you haven't noticed on his face as he wiped your hand.
"Also..I didn't mean I need help with my hand Bill"
He stares at you, through his sweaty bangs, kneeling infront of you after he cleaned your hands.
(Yall like this but in a caring way, you see the vision?!)

"Yeah? What do you need help with then?"
"Mhhh well" you whisper blushing taking his hands placing them on your thighs. "Think you can figure it out lover boy?"
He smiles, "I don't know if I should take offense to that" his hands traveling up your thighs under your skirt slightly, "or wherever I should get back at you for it"
"How about you get that mouth doing something better than talking?"
"Hah wow aren't you being a bit to commanding now Doll?"
"Mh don't you like it, I thought you'd be into dominant me, since you know, you get off to me calling you names"
Groaning he smacks your thighs about to scold you, when a moan left your lips. Causing his mouth to hang open and yours shutting tightly.
"Fuck Doll, did you like that?" He asks his hand rubbing the spot he smacked, you cover your mouth with your hands nodding hesitantly.
"Damn..."
(Ahahaa part three a continuous of this coming soon, the pop pop part. Gosh I'll kill myself, if people irl find this jeez. Anyhow it's done the not explicit part will be shorter by a lot cause I'll basically skip the entire smut part and move to the next day)
#billy hargrove x reader#billy hargrove x fem!reader smut#billy hargove imagine#billy hargorve spice#billy hargrove smut#stranger things#fanfic
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Frosty Ruins The Cleveland Show
Now I’m not sure why a thanksgiving themed episode was requested for my november review since thanksgiving is over and it is now Christmas season but what the heck.Here’s my review of The now cancelled Cleveland show, particularly the thanksgiving episode from season one “A Brown Thanksgiving.” Keep in mind they killed King Of The Hill so this show could live. No more being told hwat because Seth Mcfarlane watched black sitcoms in the 80’s and needed a third cartoon show. A show he’d write for a while then give up on and hand the reigns over to a bunch of libtard writers who will ride recurring jokes way past their death and also sprinkle in their most milquetoast lib opinions and act like it was a punchline to something, which to be fair Seth does too as we’ll see.
Seriously though the entire point of the Cleveland character was to be the bland deadpan friend of Peter, him getting a spinoff is as ridiculous as Carl from the Simpsons getting his own show, it’s like diversity hiring characters you made up…voiced by white people, which is kind of accidentally funny. Every character on the show is just a black version of another McFarlane character…it’s like a whole show were everyones in blackface…which is less funny than it sounds. Roberta is just black Hailey from American Dad…she’s even dating some scumbag her dad hates…which in this show isn’t because he’s a hippy it’s because he’s a white dude. There’s a black stewie, a black lois, black Chris.
Cleveland being the star not working is evident when they try to give him bad one liners and it doesn’t work. Like when the mom character strips all the fur off a cat absentmindedly and he looks at the camera and goes “that’s one bald pussy.” All the jokes are delivered with this ironic detachment that just gives the impression that not even the writers or the voice actors think the jokes are funny…so they wash everything in a layer of irony just in case..so you can’t tell if they’re sincerely making the joke or if they’re making fun of bad jokes in the hopes that the dumb and immature will laugh sincerely and the rest will laugh at how dumb the joke was.
It’s a thanksgiving episode so of course there is going to be a “joke” about stealing land from natives and having sports teams named after them…which if you're the Cleveland show the joke is just saying “I will now steal your land and name my sports teams after you.” And because it’s a Seth show there will be gay jokes where the joke is just look here’s some gay shit. And then there’s the joke where they make fun of something stupid but do the thing themselves. Like when they do a joke about product placement in old sitcoms…but are actually just literally interrupting their show to do an actual commercial for a real product. Or when they parody madea by just doing unfunny madea bits.
One of the main plotpoints of the episode is that the madea or “auntie momma” character is a tranny. Seth does a lot of these jokes where…they make fun of trannies and imply they’re gross but at the same time are normalizing banging and accepting trannies. They have the big burly cartoonish masculine character out looking for “a real woman” who gladly hooks up with the tranny and loves it…but then at the same time they have Cleveland barfing about it. Someone as gay as seth mcfarlane who puts tons of accept the gays shit into his shows writing jokes where the punchline is ew gross you had sex with a man is just disingenuous. It’s like performative homophobia so the audience wont realize all the weird shit they’re trying to make seem normal. They can go no look we’re putting it in your face constantly and introducing it through a cartoon…but look we made fun of it so it’s cool. A lot of the “humour” in this one was just gross sex stuff…turkeys getting fisted…casually throwing the word blumpkin in there…which I have to imagine only got into the episode because the censors didn’t know what it meant.
They slide a pro family togetherness message in but it’s very brief and it’s wedged in right after they put a positive spin on the tranny character by suggesting he transitioned so that his niece would have a positive female role model. What the absolute fuck. And the 10 seconds spent on the family message is out of place with the tone of the rest of the show, they try to make it a…well what did we learn today moment that sitcoms of the day usually had....but there was no lesson here…there was no morality tale it was just 20 minutes of horseshit. Sorry excuse for a holiday episode, bad show.
Happy thanksgiving to all the Americans out there, hope you guys have a good day even though you celebrate on the wrong day.
C
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Introducing a new member to the digital circus, Birdie!

LOOK AT MY GIRL
So, yes, I caved & made a TADC OC cuz why not? It was kinda @dorkygurl-89's fault because of her TADC oc, but it's whatever. I had no business making her so caked & snatched at the same time, though, goddamn
Meet Birdie! She's a 24 y/o six armed ladybird spider who is literally just Blitz from Helluva boss, but a bit more chaotic. Don't let her extroverted personally & big smile fool you, this bitch is a MENACE
She actually entered the digital realm on her birthday, & instead of being nervous or confused or scared, she was ecstatic to be there! She was already a bit of a nutcase in her past life & liked/collected weird things, so that's why she was so happy to be there. Caine was honestly really surprised at how calm she was about it since usually people are at least a little bit confused when they first arrive. But, Birdie was loving every second of it. Needless to say, she had a better first day than most XD
She's the juggler in the circus & can juggle alot of things at once with six arms & she's always trying to go above & beyond with her skills
She & Jax are best friends, basically partners in crime. They are the most petty & sassy shit talkers in the whole circus & their friendship usually consists of them bullying people or each other. She's also just as tall as him, only being about a foot ½ shorter. They tend to share one braincell & do a bunch of stupid shit together
She & Jax always make little wagers on who's gonna lose it or abstract first & how long it'll take them. With Pomni, Jax said a week, & Birdie said "Since when are you so generous? I give her 11 minutes."
Speaking of Pomni, once she entered the picture, she pesters her out of love alot. She understands her confusion & worry, so she teases, messes with, & jokes with her just to take her mind off it. She does care about her, she's just not that great at showing it
For some reason, she really didn't like Kaufmo at all before he abstracted. She always thought he was a loser. But, now that he's abstracted & in the cellar, she does feel sliiiiiightly bad for him. Just a little
She doesn't care at all that there's a censor & still runs her mouth ALOT. Caine even said it himself; "Despite the censor, she still cusses constantly. Some people never learn." At least that's a rough summary of it
She thinks Kinger is an annoying old lunatic, she treats Gangle the best compared to Jax, Zooble doesn't like her, she's popped Bubble one too many times cuz of her being weirded out from them, & she carries Ragatha like a teddy bear alot. I like to think that since she's a ragdoll, she's extremely light. She also does it with Pomni, too, but mostly Ragatha
Because of Alisa the mime being there along with her babu Cypher, she tends to poke fun at her alot. Stealing her umbrella, squishing her face making her try & talk for once, running off with Cypher, that sorta thing. Especially with her ironically shipping her & Jax together & messing with them CONSTANTLY about it. & even though she technically can, she just chooses not to live without either a coffee (Hot or iced, doesn't matter) or a bit plate of spaghetti
Bottom line, she's a bully but she bullies out of love
Also, shoutout to my mom for helping me out with her! Love you, mama!
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Birdie by: Me
Jax from: The amazing digital circus
The amazing digital circus by: @gooseworx & Glitch productions
Do not steal, trace or copy. (& don't give me too much of an aneurysm with the likes, either, that's why I deleted the poll early with how much attention it got in so little time TwT""")
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Writing review: Saints row 2022 is an example of overly safe writing
disclaimer: I have NEVER played the old saints row games. saints row 2022 is my first exposure to the series, so you can rest assured knowing i am mostly unbiased. My only frame of reference for older games is the internet second disclaimer: the focus of this post is on the writing and maaaybe some unrelated stuff here and there. also let me remind you that this is my opinion and that you are allowed to enjoy something that i personally hate. you don't need my permission to enjoy things. spoilers for saints row 2022 obviously. do not play this game it is not worth the money. lets begin under the cut.
First problem: the main character is an unlikable turd, also they look ugly.
half related but i spent 30 minutes on that damn face slider and i still couldn't get them to look natural. What an ugly looking creature. the thing that sticks out to me is in the start of the game where they are constantly bitching and moaning about their commanding officer ordering to do things. when i think "lose cannon" character, i don't imagine a whiny 14 year old with a gun and ugly armor. at that moment i have decided to put that thought aside at that moment and think to myself "ok so perhaps the game is trying to go for a character that doesn't listen to the rules. I will play along for now"
whoopsie! the main character is too much of a coward to shoot the big bad guy who has killed a bunch of people up to that point ! let me just throw empty threats like "don't move or i am going to shoot you" without actually shooting! wOULD YOU PLEASE SHOOT HIM IN THE FUCKING KNEE ALREADY YOU HAVE A GUN. YOU ARE AN OFFICER OF THE CORPORATE LAW. YOU LET HIM GET AWAY AND TAKE OVER A FIGHTER JET BECAUSE YOU DIDN'T SHOOT HIM HE IS UNARMED AND YOU HAVE A GUN AND BULLET PROOF ARMOR. FUCKING FUCK FUCK The story can't decide if your personality-less protagonist is a lose cannon or a goody two shoes, so to artificially move on to a boring "dangling off a jet" fight scene they just don't shoot the fucker causing a huge mess and I am not even going to get into the fact the big bad didn't even fly the fuck away when your character was literally dangling off the jet. what is it made of??? Styrofoam ? ? ? ?
Problem 2: this game is too scared to actually be a game aimed at adults
the rating of this game is rated as M for mature. This is a game that they will not sell to minors in stores. As in this game is made for adults who are legally able to enjoy dirty jokes in games.
so why the FUCK did they censor RimJobs and Freckle bitches??? what are you scared that the underage teen that bought the game on steam without telling their parents is suddenly going to have a meltdown because they saw a swear ? ? I never played the older games let me remind you, but it feels so lame that my first experiences is jokes stolen from older games and then bastardized. and no this does not make the game more mature. Let me tell you why:
Problem 3: the main villain conflict is an unholy mash between high school drama and boring "fight the system" stories
today I learned that you run a CRIMINAL ORGANIZATION in this game. did you know that? I didn't know that. "Kat that's the whole point of the series" OH REALLY? WELL TELL THAT TO THE DAMN WRITERS OF THIS STORY first issue: the fact that the evil corporation somehow buys your criminal organization legally and your dumbass character and even dumber team-mates think this is some big deal hey friend! did you know that the perks of having a criminal organization is that you don't follow the law ? did you know that owning the rights to something doesn't mean shit when the thing you own is a criminal organization that doesn't follow the law? did you know that this is a criminal organization ? have i made that clear yet? are you sure you understand ? the evil corporation is an EVIL CORPORATION. they own the city ! couldn't you actually make them more threatening than "lol we own you now" what the hell do they expect to do? take this criminal organization to court? gee wouldn't society improve if we simply had huge businessmen buy out the fucking mafia out and then tell them to stop doing crime? (this is sarcasm in the event this actually does happen in real life) Second issue: the big bad guy who has experience with being a crime lord and has a history of manslaughter becomes a yandere. no i am not shitting you. Your character (WHO RUNS A CRIMINAL ORGANIZATION) decides to suddenly be a good guy and teaches the big bad that the magic power of friendship and how wonderful being nice truly is like its fucking my little pony. then at the end of the game your character gets stabbed, magically survives being burred in a shallow grave after being stabbed, and then the big bad apparently is forcing your friends to be his weird friendship puppets. listen. yandere characters can work sometimes in situations like this. but like all characterization: you need to ACTUALLY ESTABLISH TRAITS LIKE THAT EARLY ON. why the hell is this grizzly 30 to 40 something year old man who has a history of being a charismatic crimelord suddenly acting like this is a really shit anime and he is a 16 year old nutbasket? ? ? ? ? nothing about him screams "i am socially starved to the point i am willing to kidnap people and force them to be my friends" like ? ? ? ? these stories and themes are NOT comparable at all- to recap this story features -a "fuck the system" story where your character fights against the evil corporatin -a yandere story where the big bad steals your friends with murder or whatever. -a story where the main character is good actually and they will free this city of evil -a story where the main character is a crime lord and that they create their own criminal gang and snuff out other criminal gangs. PICK A LANE THIS IS THE STORY EQUIVALENT TO ADDING PICKLES, CHOCOLATE SAUCE, MINT, AND ORANGE JUICE TO A FUCKING SOUP.
Conclusion: what not to do and suggestions for people who want to try these kind of stories.
first things first: don't be a fucking pussy. this is a crime lord story. you need to be comfortable with adult themes, swearing, and doing illegal and morally dubious shit. if you can't handle writing about that, then this genre isn't for you. Second: pick ONE threat as the main threat and then perhaps have smaller, less consequential threats. MAKE IT COHESIVE if it isn't obvious already, "screw the system" stories where the evil corporation is going to buy x building to fund their golf course or whatever isn't very compatible with crime lord stories where the main character is the lord in question. i am sure you can make it work if you are creative enough, just don't do what saints row 2022 did. Third: let your main character be a bad person in some way or form. Or even better: a complex character People who run crime rings are not good people. They are people who are running a hierarchy where they exploit money and society for personal gain. some of them are cults who convince their lackeys to stay, while others give their lackeys a cut of the dough. people. who run. crime rings. are not. good. people. Part of the failure of saints row 2022's main character is that they are a mix of the worst traits of a goodie two shoes and an aggressive hipster. they tried to make a CRIME LORD a morally good person who is fighting the system or whatever. get it through your head people who exploit people and the system are not good people who should be respected in your story. If your protagonist is in this position, they need to either A: start out as a good person and be corrupted, or B: start out as bad people and improve as a person only to then LEAVE the crime organization. unpopular opinion: but Mary sue characters can work in fiction depending on what you are writing. Steven universe is still a good show even if i can argue that Steven has Mary sue like tendencies. A Mary sue character is not inherently bad if the point of the show fits the reason why they exist. this is popular in escapist fantasy stories. But Mary sue type protagonist do not work in crime lord stories. Even if you want to make a weird gang related escapist fantasy story, you still need to make the protagonist do morally dubious things for it to actually work.
sometimes i ask myself: why was this story so bad? it was written by a professional studio, so something must had happened. my theory is that the studio had no experience with writing saints row games and basically got too scared to do anything actually mature and adult oriented. Its the fear of accidentally making something problematic. fair enough But at that point..... just don't make a saints row story ? don't make a game featuring a criminal organization at that point. but remember: there is no safety in a good story. all stories have risk. Why ? because art SHOULD provoke. art SHOULD make you uncomfortable, it should make you laugh, it should make you cry and feel. Art NEEDS to provoke some emotion to be considered quality art. and saints row 2022 didn't even make me laugh or connect to the boring ass characters like it set out to do, because it didn't provoke anything. I am not even angry. I am not a fan of the series, I just wrote this so that those who love writing can learn from this awful story. the only gain i got from this story is lost time because I "legally acquired it" if you get my drift. here is a suggestion to you fanfic writers: maybe you can make a story where its the future and the saints are the main villains of the story after accumulating so much control, and the protagonist has to fight against them only to eventually lose track of the plan and rise the ranks to the leader of the saints. there is so much you can do with this story, why be scared to offend? lifes too short, just get out there and fail as fast as you can so that you can gain the failure experience to make something great? thank you for reading my crap, check out my blog for a bonus reblog!
#sorry that this post is very salty and less comedic#i got back from a huge trip i am so tired right now#game review#writing reviews#writing review#saints row#saints row 2022#writing advice#writing tips#writing help#writing#writer on tumblr#writer tips#fanfiction writer
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I agree! Yes, children’s media can have deeper meaning, and have adult jokes, and things like that (Gravity Falls and Steven Universe are good examples). But consuming media only meant for younger audiences, and then EXPECTING things to be like children’s media, is harmful.
Personally, I prefer children’s (or teen) media. Not because I can’t digest more complex storylines, but because I like animation as a medium, and there happens to be more animated kids content. But I do like Tuca and Bertie, Rick and Morty, and even the occasional Simpsons. But I do like live-action shows! I just watch them less often. Big Bang Theory, Little Women, Hercule Poirot (or literally any live remake of Agatha Christie’s books), Rosemary and Thyme…I love that shit!
Anyway, I feel like this is part of a much larger issue — the lines between what is appropriate for one age and what is appropriate for another is constantly being blurred.
Because companies want things to be as marketable as possible, they censor the shit out of things, especially with children’s media. Which leads to more and more children’s shows looking like walking dolls (so the designs are sellable) with lessons spoon-fed to the younger audience.
Compare this to, say, Arnold. It was full of deep meanings, metaphors, blink-and-you-miss-it information, and full characters that act like real kids. I feel like many of the stuff that it showed (or alluded to) would not be green-lit. And it certainly isn’t very marketable, even as popular as it is.
With the maturity of kid’s shows going backward, this leads to a ripple effect where adult shows are becoming less mature. Toilet humor, constant violence, sex, simple values…it’s all to become more marketable, relatable, and digestible to the masses.
Now let’s get to fandom. Because both adult and children’s shows are getting less complex/mature, this can go one of two directions. Either people try to make up for it by making their own more complex fan-canon, or they completely buy into what the show is selling, as well as take those ideas into other media that they watch.
The latter crowd hasn’t done anything wrong — it’s just that, with both children’s media and adult media having a lot of the same archetypes, values, relationships, and cliches, what’s the difference?
And with a lot of children’s cartoons having better plot lines, lessons, inclusion, and characters, why the FUCK would you want to watch any current adult content? Why watch “Sitcom About White Man With Minority Girlfriend #6” when you can watch Gravity Falls? Or Amphibia? Or Adventure Time? Or Teen Titans?
This makes sense, because children and teens actually need to have a reason to watch. If they feel pandered to, or that there isn’t any effort put in, then they turn it off.
But adults are tired. Adults have jobs. Adults can’t spend all day searching for a good show to watch. So, usually, they pick whichever one they can, and whatever they can easily digest as they drift off to sleep on the couch after their double shift. Or at least, that’s how the market sees them.
Which means children’s shows are usually better produced, have more creativity, and more inclusion.
But these are still CHILDREN’S shows, you understand. Which means that, even in all their complexity, they still have messaging made for a younger audience. Yes, some can be enjoyed by all ages, but that doesn’t mean that they still don’t have a pin-pointed age group.
So a bunch of adults, who want more complex shows, turn to children’s media. However, since it isn’t for them, they either complain about the lack of adult themes, or their idea of how stories are told is completely skewed.
So with a mixture of children’s shows being censored to fuck, shows for a younger audience being more enjoyable than the ones for an older audience, and crappy adult shows being pushed out like litter after litter of lame runts, the downward spiral of comprehension and maturity in media makes sense.
This also leads to it being more difficult to tell what is appropriate for children to watch, but that’s a whole ‘nother can of worms.
But that doesn’t mean that people in the fandom aren’t partly at fault here. You do still need to think about what you are consuming, realize that there is some media that wasn’t made for you, and that stories and characters cannot always be sorted into specific archetypes (and sometimes it can be damaging to the work you are consuming if you think that way).
However, there is a lot of moving parts here.
I honestly think the epidemic of adults who refuse to engage with media not made for children is having never been taught to have patience with a story or to reflect on what it’s trying to tell you, art appreciation is very much a learned skill you have to train. I *understand* the appeal of easy to digest media but unfortunately you cannot get past any concepts deeper than surface level without some level of analysis which is not expected in younger audiences.
This isn’t to say that children’s media can never tell good or enjoyable stories I think they absolutely can but if you only consume children’s media you will miss out on the full spectrum of ideas story telling can offer. And I think an unwillingness to engage with media you do not have to learn or be patient with has lead to the achetypification of fandom spaces, many people no longer feel deep connections to a particular character but rather a flavour of blorbo which is leading to a stagnation of fandom interpretation of characters also, as rather than taking time to consume and digest media the most basic category of type of character is being applied instead.
This recent emergence in fandom is what I feel is leading to the extremely prevalent treatment of any character as “sad tragic backstory man” “too pure cinnamon roll” and “bitch woman” as the only thing a character in media can ever be foregoing any nuanced themes or morality in a way that actively discourages having any interesting thoughts about a character or story.
TL;DR fandom spaces are becoming stagnant because many people are unwilling to digest media and instead skim for an archetype they enjoy and apply that instead.
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hello any twitter migrants following this blog!! while a lot of people have been posting about reblogs > likes, and the tumblr algorithm (helpful!), i just wanted to post something about the less talked about elements of tumblr etiquette.
TAGS. on tumblr, tags are that bit at the bottom of the post (like a footnote). usually to find posts people search by tags (like key terms), so it can be good to tag fandoms, characters, etc (individually, ex. #sonic rather than #sonic the hedgehog fanart shadow tails). BUT WE DON'T TAG UNRELATED THINGS (this is ANNOYING and will not get you "exposure").
TAGGING is also important for filtering - TUMBLR IS ALL ABOUT CURATING YOUR OWN EXPERIENCE. so it's important to tag fandoms, trigger warnings, and so on, in case people have them filtered out (ex. #tw violence). and you can block tags too!
ON REBLOGGING - when you reblog, you can add tags, or add on to the post. when you add tags, they are NOT carried over if someone reblogs the post from you. generally, compliments, personal notes, small additions, or extra tws go here. adding to the post WILL carry over, so people will use it to add additional information, jokes, fun extras, and so on - things that ENHANCE the original post.
BLOCKING IS ENCOURAGED. if someone makes you uncomfortable, block them. if someone posts things you don't want to see, block them. unless you're mutuals, people probably won't even notice, let alone care.
DON'T DERAIL POSTS. i don't mean "don't add random shit", because tumblr thrives off chaos. i mean "don't use someone else's post to push your own agenda or air your own grievances". it's like cutting into someone else's conversation. rude.
ASKBOXES ARE USEFUL. if you have a question, want to reach someone, or just want to send prompts, you can send an ask! if people don't want them, their askboxes will be closed, but they're generally appreciated (as long as they aren't rude, or sending anon hate)
THERE IS NO CLOUT ON TUMBLR. nobody sees your follower count, so a 2 follower blog can converse with a 1000 follower blog easily. there are no dates so posts from 2014 circulate next to posts from an hour ago. notes aren't based on who sees your post, only who leaves a like, comment, or reblog. it's essentially anti-social media.
DON'T ASK PEOPLE TO REBLOG YOUR POST IN ASKS. they won't. if you want to promote a post, use tumblr blaze and pay. if you need money desperately, go to a subreddit designed for that. tumblr is useless, and these asks range from annoying to guilt-trippy and triggering.
TUMBLR HAS A HISTORY OF BOTS so you'll probably be blocked upon following if your blog has nothing customised. chuck in an icon, or a header, colours, a subheading, etc. just something.
YOUR HOMEPAGE IS CALLED THE DASHBOARD/DASH. nobody really cares if you call it a timeline, but just so you're aware.
DON'T C3NS0R TAGS. a bunch of tiktokkers have been censoring tws or curse words (yknow like.. "k1LL", and so on). this is bad because it bypasses blocked tags - if someone has #tw abuse blocked, #abu$3 will still show up). nobody cares if you swear (if they do they will filter it out). tag properly.
that's about everything i can think of, but just being nice, generally, is a good starting point. nobody will fault you for being imperfect if you're trying your best.
tumblr functions like an ecosystem, and new organisms need to acclimate, lest there be an issue of invasive species.
#long post#tumblr etiquette#just wanted to say this because i havent seen many posts about it recently
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team-genuinely-believing-that-nandor-was-just-testing-him can i get a whoop whoop
i don’t think agreeing to bring guillermo along was a spontaneous decision that nandor made to manipulate him because he was losing the fight. i think he genuinely wanted to test his mettle and find out where they really stood. i think his reverting back to season one nandor was (or at least became) a ruse to goad guillermo into snapping, to:
see how far he would go. sure he killed a bunch of vamps at the theater, but since then? i mean he used non-lethal force on the wellness vampires. i also think nandor wanted to know if guillermo was willing to do what it took to protect himself FROM nandor if it came down to it.
TO SEE IF GUILLERMO WOULD BE HONEST WITH HIM. as much as we like to joke here on tumble dot edu, nandor is not actually stupid. he knows guillermo has secrets, he knows guillermo censors himself in front of him. HE KNEW ABOUT THE HYPNOSIS THING YALL. HE ALREADY KNEW. GUILLERMO SLAPPED HIM ACROSS THE MOUTH IN FULL VIEW OF GOD AND EVERYBODY. HE KNEW IN THAT MOMENT THAT THE HYPNOSIS HADN’T WORKED. HE JUST WANTED TO SEE IF HE COULD GET GUILLERMO TO BE REAL WITH HIM AND ADMIT IT.
i just think he’s fully corny enough to do something like this, all ‘oh you’ve passed the test.’ and he seemed to be really getting into the camp of it all. like really exaggerated over the top shit that season one nandor didn’t even say or do. i think it was a performance. he went from ‘you guys gotta stop treating him like a familiar he’s a bodyguard now please make him feel included’ to ‘once a familiar, always a familiar’ in a handful of episodes? nah. i think he said that shit when he was in the basement cage because he was upset, but i don’t think his whole opinion and view of guillermo would just regress all the way back to their season one dynamic.
guillermo’s incredulous, ‘is this you trying to make me feel better?’ seems like a clue. i don’t think that was nandor trying to make him feel better, he’s not that socially inept. he was just poking and poking and poking. it was on purpose. there was just something about the way nandor was acting that was slightly weird and extremely bitchy and campy and i really think he was putting on a performance.
i think he wanted guillermo to stop babying him by hiding things from him to protect his ego (because what could be worse for your ego than that?) and just tell it like it is.
‘i just pretended so that you wouldn’t feel weak.’ ‘i never feel weak.’
to me just felt like, ‘i don’t need you to pretend to be small so that i can feel big.’ cause like, that’s the whole arc right? nandor is hungry for the companionship of an equal. this whole season has been about them becoming equals. nandor doesn’t want to be on guillermo’s pedestal anymore; that’s lonely. he doesn’t want to be patronized anymore; that’s humiliating. i do think there was some real anger in nandor here but it was very precise, very purposeful goal-oriented anger.
i don’t have a good way to wrap this up. i just don’t think it makes sense to think his behavior in the first half of the episode was genuine and then he disingenuously changes his mind to manipulate guillermo into backing off. not within the larger context of the season and the rest of the episode.
after the ‘test’, nandor never tried to ditch guillermo, in fact he went out of his way to logistically facilitate his coming along. it clearly wasn’t just for servant purposes, because he was doing his own packing and lugging around guillermo’s bags. he went back to treating guillermo the way he had been back before the cult shit (warm, joking, respectful). he waited for him at the station. he called his name.
(AND LIKE. WHAT DID HE JUST SEE HAPPEN BETWEEN NADJA AND DOLLIE NADJA THIS SEASON???? HE SAW ONE PERSON ACT OUT TO GET A REACTION FROM THE OTHER PERSON SO THEY COULD HASH OUT THEIR SHIT AND MOVE PAST IT AND HE SAW IT WORK. JUST. SAYING.)
tl;dr nandor is a campy bitch who lives for drama and the whole thing was a ruse to get guillermo to snap so they could hash out their shit i will die on this hill so help me god
(i organized my thoughts a little better and tacked on a follow-up in a reblog, so if this is hard to follow that might help to clarify things)
#nandermo#wwdits spoilers#wwdits#im sorry if this is incoherent im sure there is a better more concise way to put this#but im just feeling so many feeling rn im hardly upright#there's a lot of other implications involved in this but i can't right now#wwdits meta#nandermo meta
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some quotes from the first hour and a half of wilburs stream today
⁃ “dONT LAUGH AT THAT RANBOO SEX IS NOT FUNNY” “sex is only funny if you’re age thirty two or over”
⁃ “IM A FEMININE EMINEM”
⁃ “ranboo if we win will you say a swear word” “....yes” “which one will you say wil you say piss or shit or fuck or wanker or what about cum is cum a swear word” “that was a beautiful verse”
⁃ “COME ON KING GO KING BLOW UP KING”
⁃ “PHIL I DONT KNOW YOU ANYMORE youareaghostotme”
⁃ “phil as the rookie around here you are impressive”
⁃ “RANBOO IN EXACTLY TEN SECONDS TUBBO IS GONNA SLAP YOU IN THE HEAD DUCK” “.....phil”
⁃ “we’re gonna make this the worst bestseller ever even bigger than the bible”
⁃ “tubbo approves this book” “and the next page is a page of awful quotes and it’s ‘tubbo approves of all these quotes’”
⁃ “if i hit space bar harder will i jump further” “phil if i click faster will i fly?”
⁃ “sALLY WAS A SALMON CHAT- sorry carry on”
⁃ “WILL DID U HAVE THE HOTS FOR MILO”
⁃ “all i’m saying is you found milo and a year later you��re messing around with a fish”
⁃ “everytime i see more and more fanart i like the idea of a shapeshifter more” “yeahhhhh less cursed”
⁃ “i still like the salmon thing.....phil you got down and dirty with a fridge” “NO”
⁃ “why is tom cruise your favorite minecraft content creator” “i love thomas cruise”
⁃ “his tooth is in the middle of his face” “.......what”
⁃ “that’s so cool :D how do i do that”
⁃ “when you enjoy scientology your face becomes symmetrical”
⁃ “phil how do you feel about scientology in front of hundreds of thousands of people-“ “i fucking HATE it” “phil this is how you get assassinated king”
⁃ “heaven premium. heaven plus. heaven prime.”
⁃ “yOULL GO TO HEAVEN IF YOU PRIME IN TOM-ISM”
⁃ “iM GOiNg tO wRiTe A pEaCefUL sOnG aBoUt yOu”
⁃ “he told me i couldn’t swear that much in chat and then i saw the tier list and i thought ‘nah’”
⁃ “for ever second that i don’t have op in saying another swear word”
⁃ “you can swear in chat it’ll just be censored” “wHY WOULD I WANT THAT”
⁃ “WHY IS PENIS BANNED” “what game would you-“ “BATTLE BOX IS PENIS SHAPED”
⁃ “OH BUT YOU CAN SAY VERJINA THIS IS MODERN DAY SEXIsm”
⁃ “woman are always right but that doesn’t mean i shouldn’t be able to say penis in chat”
⁃ “i just googled old fashioned swear words and snails is one”
⁃ “tommy flash bangs hermit craft whenever he had to swear in chat”
⁃ “gosh dang it tommy stop flash banging me”
⁃ “it’s respectful to the creators who are pg” “yeah but it’s disrespectful to me” “you will never be in a team with grian”
⁃ “ this conversation is really going by the double-barrel-jumping-jimothy if you ask me”
⁃ “it’s because i fancy wil-“ “oooooooohohoho” “but you wONT GIVE ME OP”
⁃ “tommy being a chat moderator is like a nun being a stripper”
⁃ “do you think theres scientologist nuns?” “what i wouldnt do to take a scientolognun”
⁃ “i love scientology i love scientology so much and the thing i like about religion is the amount of money i give to it”
⁃ “i’m gonna make the bible two”
⁃ “you can write the new testament two” “i’m gonna make jesus go through an angst arc”
⁃ “the bible ends with a bunch of deleted scenes” “it ends with a dreamXD video”
⁃ “i’ve still never heard georgenotfound swear” “i have.” “....sorry everyone”
⁃ “someone in my chat said ‘where’s heaven’ i’m sorry i cant help you” “...i can. in my new and upcoming book”
⁃ “32° 35° is probably not heaven it’s on the contested border of israel and palestine so.....yeah.”
⁃ “according to my book: why i’m right” “why i’m right according to tommyinnit”
⁃ “what i wouldnt do to go to space with tubbo” “next vlog” “if i could go to space with anyone it would be tubbo” “he’d have such a humble grin. he’s be content” “and then he’d die. he’d burst”
⁃ “dude. phil. i- stay safe. cuz- cuz i know we joke but you- you ARE old”
⁃ “scott to you ever worry that you’ll die alone” “every. day.” “i don’t”
⁃ “so you think i’m gonna die alone?” “.....i don’t wanna talk about this”
⁃ “....so, in conclusion, scott...he’ll marry anyone” “.......i’ve really sat here just trying to process the last few things tommy has said”
⁃ “scott you won’t die alone i’ll zoom you on your death bed”
⁃ “you can’t live cast your death bed it’s again twitch TOS” “wHAT DOES IT MATTER IM DEAD”
⁃ “i am not going to die” “i just will not die i am a god” “you are an idiot you do not believe in tom cruise”
⁃ “one of the higher things in scientology is you can revive things-“ “pPPPPPPHAAAAA”
⁃ “toooommm this is the third time this week you’ve just stood there and not called an ambulance and just. hummed in a high pitch”
⁃ “i love my fans like i love my crypto”
⁃ “time is a social construct king”
⁃ “grian told me THINK FAST and then SHOT MY FATHER”
#some of these are slightly paraphrased#because i was speed typing while watching live#so#deal with it#tommyinnit#wilbur#wilbur soot#scott smajor#smajor#philza#philza minecraft#mcc#mcyt#1011.speaks#tubbo#dream#dreamwastaken#dsmp#ranboo
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No but like, the idea of two blocked people and a bunch of gray faces having “discourse” about my “worsening reputation” in the Hazbin Hotel fandom is so funny to me, because like:
Everything I know about Blair White and sh0eonhead I’ve had to learn against my will, because of this fandom.
Everything I know about Scott Cawthon I’ve had to learn against my will, because of this fandom.
Everything I know about Brandon ‘drops the R slur every video’ Rogers I’ve had to learn against my will, because of this fandom.
Because of this fandom, I’ve had to be subjected to “Rolling Robbie”.
And if you guys think I’d buy any official Helluva Boss merch after tolerating this shit along with the R-Slur that I don’t think would have been in the pilot if Roger’s hadn’t been hired, I don’t know what to tell you.
I still have my questions about Roger’s calibrating with Greg whatever his last name, is... Who’s actual channel name is so taboo to talk about I think it’s getting censored because it keeps disappearing every time I try to type it here?
Vivziepop channel’s merch commercials making fun of wheelchair users again in their promos (check the last ones for Summer).
The Amber Heard parody that Brandon did was in extremely poor taste, too. And I only bring it up because of:
Brock Baker
Stamper
The knowledge of the staff that work on Hazbin and Helluva still eat at Chick Fil A, they’re sorry if you’re gay. They know that they’re Bad Gays TM for doing that but The Sandwiches Are So Good! TM 🥺
The fact that I would have happily donated to the hunnicast if I wasn’t forced to just be tolerant of not only the Chick Fil A apologists, but also another ableist arsehole that isn’t Brandon LOUDLY SCREECHING “REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!” directly into my ears at the start of nearly every episode and every five minutes after.
The fact that I know some you guy’s favorite YouTubers are pewdiepie and Logan Paul.
Speaking of YouTubers:
youtube
Anyway, case in point: I know that the Hunnicast had to remain “apolitical” because of funding reasons, but there’s absolutely no reason for the fandom itself to adopt this mentality and it’s probably half of the reason people hate the majority of you! So I don’t know why the irony of even speaking about “worsening reputations” in this fandom of all fandoms is so hopelessly lost on people but I’m just gonna leave you with this actual, real life video of Brandon Rogers appropriating my culture in order finally let it sink in just how much. A. I’m on no ones side but my own. B. I hate all of you. C. I don’t owe abled-bodied autistics ether civility nor do I give even the slightest shit about my ‘worsening reputation’ in this fandom because I’m “rude”, “unlikable”, and actually have enough boundaries to BLOCK PEOPLE! D. I don’t owe shit to an abled-bodied, uppity cis-woman-fandom-mom-political centrist just because she claims she’s black, especially since she basically implied how she thought I was retarded and then said “I didn’t know that nor do I care” ( because she doesn’t have enough comprehension skills to notice references to my disability in both my url and profile and I’m surprised that she didn’t try to call me racist for having “crip” in my url, too). This fandom really literally is full bigoted political centrists and I refuse to make myself palatable to them.
Me: *Making a ‘Yo Daddy’ joke about Leeanne’s parents being two caricatures from a cartoon that she’s claims isn’t racist, since she wants to act like a cartoon caricature of angry black nerd*
Leeanne, throwing her bisexuality into it even though that joke about two racist cop cartoon characters created by a white dude that she just defended wasn’t racist being her parents had absolutely nothing to do with bi sexuality: ... Wow. This has to be the most bi-phobic, racist thing I’ve ever read in my entire life, you dug your own grave and I’m also going to type out your entire URL here even though the two shorter names you want people to call you are right there on your page but I’m not gonna use them because in my eyes you’re mentally disabled and I don’t see you as human and I don’t care if you call me ableist for disrespecting your disability ether! You dug your own grave, retard. Now lie in it!
Me, like, three years ago, the first time I saw this shitty, r-slur slinging youtuber crip-up to pretend to be one of my people and exploit us for the sake of “comedy” and money because, unfortunately, Viv gets herself into shenanigans sometimes and I just wanna know how badly this dudes shenanigans are gonna reflect on her new show now that I also have to tolerate her being involved with THIS specific kind of loser: .... Okay so working with someone who produces this shit is admittedly a new low for Viv and I hope to God that she keep you on a short creative leash and if your ableist, Elevated Andy Dick sounding arse gets recast for pulling some Problematic YouTuber TM bullshit I do not care especially since I see you’ve worked with Greg! You’ve just dug your own grave for me. Brandon Rogers, lie in it!
You guys, if I ever posted my grievances and exact feelings regarding Brandon in the tags before now: I am so sorry but are you okay you angry little invalid? I’m legit asking because it’s a bit much. I think you need to learn to take a joke and I think you’re taking this a bit too far almost like an anti would... Do you not care about the fandoms good reputation?
Me, before I block you: Honey listen, we’re in Hell, there is no “good reputation” or redemption, fuck off .
Abled-Bodied Mentally Ill People block evading me to call me rude and condescending and mean and harass an Actual Invalid in a world where “Rolling Robbie” is still on Viv Medrano’s pay roll: HOW DARE YOU CALL ME HO-
*oops they’re blocked again*
#Hazbin Hotel#Helluva Boss#ableism#harrassment#This is not about being an 'anti' this is about actually critical thinking and boundaries....
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CC!Ranboo, CC!Tubbo and CC!Tommy with a Sweet but Scary F!Reader
can you write tommy, ranboo, and tubbo (platonic ofc) with a 14 year old fem streamer reader that is short, adorable, and has a cute voice; but is a master at all sorts of martial arts; have won lots of championships; and does not take shit from no one; mess with her and you’ll get an ass beat. doesn’t care if you’re from a different state or country, she will hop on a plane and be at your doorstep to give you a well deserved round house kick;;; but after that she’ll be all fluffy and adorable again 🥺🥰
Ooooohhhh. This sounds adorable. I'm gonna do it as separate headcanons if that's alright with you? If you want me to write a full story on it just send another ask ^^
Cussing is censored in an attempt to get on Tumblr's good side.
Tommy
Honestly, he felt a constant need to protect you. Even if he didn't act like it.
In his eyes, you were still young and unaware of the dangers that comes with being a streamer. Let alone a Minecraft one.
He begged you to become a mod in your Twitch chat.
He joked that he was going to cause violence and chaos constantly, but in reality, he wanted to make sure there were no creeps going after you.
If there was, Tommy would either ban them or ask Father of Minecraft Philza to start crafting a belt for them.
When you mentioned that you won a lot of martial arts championships, he was taken off guard a bit, but also didn't seem to believe you.
"But you're so small... And you're... Small."
"That's poggers and all, but you don't seem like the kinda girl to... Be able to beat someone up."
"Your voice doesn't seem threatening in the least, (F/n)/(S/n)." (Streamer name)
Boy. He ate those words quick.
You were both streaming and had finished a lore bit for the SMP, and he heard you GO OFF on a creepy donation.
Because he was focused on his chat at the moment, he didn't have the time to carefully graze through your comments.
Tommy was left visibly reeling from the threats you gave for a solid few seconds before slowly leaning over and murmuring.
"Little (F/L) (first letter), You weren't muted... Also. Holy- I think you... Uh.. Un alived them! Twitch that's a joke. Please."
When you showed your trophies on stream (via face cam or picture), Tommy definitely began to believe you.
Lowkey bragged about it to his twitch chat later on.
"Yeah guys, she's actually really pog and strong. But she's short and young so I can easily beat her."
Feared for his life when people clipped that part of the stream and tagged you on Twitter with the video.
Tubbo
While Tubbo is protective, he's not as protective as Tommy is.
He does get mad at the creepy donos or comments that you would receive, but he believes you can handle it on your own.
Some days though, he will find himself getting worried enough to watch your stream and hyper focus on the chat. (Yes he's a mod as well.)
This man was in absolute awe when you showed off your trophies and ribbons to the chat.
"When you come and visit... Can you show me how to do those things- OH MY GOD CAN YOU DO A KICK FLIP?"
"Could you technically throw me over your head?"
"Have you ever broken anyone's bones?"
Mans is very curious and asked you a bunch of questions in rapid succession.
I mean he asked you everything.
"Ever karate kicked a man in the balls?"
"Tubbo!"
"WhAT?! It's a fair question!"
He was very confident in your ability to protect yourself in person, but he was still a bit weary of the twitch chat.
One day he went into the VC you were already in to ask if you wanted help with building something on the SMP.
He certainly did not expect to hear someone being verbally ripped apart then suddenly-
"Oh hello, Tubbo!"
"How did you go from threatening to rip a person's intestines out to saying hello in the sweetest voice ever?!"
"...Is there a Karate move where you rip someone's intestines out?"
Ranboo
If you thought Tommy was protective.
Oh boy. This man is easily twenty times worse. EASILY.
You both met when you were smaller streamers and since then, this man has been so protective over you.
People have even started nicknaming you Sisterboo because of his heavy protectiveness of you.
You have stated before that you did know martial arts, but that didn't stop him from trying to ward off the creeps.
"Did you just insult Sisterboo in MY presence?" While he was joking, the person who insulted you got heavily banned.
Chat clipped that and it went viral on twitter within an hour.
While you did think Ranboo was over reacting a tad bit, you were kinda glad.
Albeit you were still young, but you weren't stupid. You knew the internet was a dangerous place.
If you ever streamed, you could guarentee that Ranboo was always one of the first 20 people to show up and mod the chat.
Even if it was 4am his time! He purposely has it so the notification when you're live can go through his Do Not Disturb function on his phone.
One day, he was a little busy with finishing building something for Karl's Tales of the SMP, and missed the notification by about 20 minutes. He felt like the scum of the earth.
When he arrived, he already was typing an apology but he was quickly shut up by you telling off some creep.
"-I don't care what state, province or even country you live in, bud. I will hop onto a plane to come to your house and- Oh! Ranboo's here! Hello!"
This man WHEEZED for easily ten minutes
He literally got on call with you to congratulate you on telling the person off, although he kept cackling with laughter every ten seconds as he remembered what you said.
Did relax on his protectiveness a tiny bit but sometimes let a few of the (lesser mean) hate comments through just to hear you rip them a new one.
"Wait can you actually do that though? Is that a martial arts move?"
#tommyinnit#ranboolive#tubbo#ranboo#x reader#ranboo x reader#tommyinnit x reader#tubbo x reader#tommyinnit x you#tubbo x you#ranboo x you#reader insert
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Frosty Ruins "The Blackening"
At what point does the obsession with identity politics and 'representation but only for specific groups' thing become another era of exploitation films? Are we there already? It's one thing to prioritize movies with black people in them…it's one thing to create a movie for black audiences…but where it gets into blacksploitation territory is when the only thing you are trying to achieve is to make a black movie for blacks and your barometer for a job accomplished is that the people are black. When you call your movie the blackening it already communicates that this is going to be yet another movie that thinks being black is a genre of movie and a personality trait. I'm starting to wonder if they make movies like this bad on purpose because they have some kind of tax scam going…like they write off the losses…they generate buzz from how bad it is and can blame all of this on "racism". Dump a bunch of dirty money into the film...the film bombs so the studio claims the losses. And with AI they don't even need to put that much work into writing these awful movies. Ai shits out a script put a bunch of desperate nobodies you dont have to pay much in it...it makes way too much sense.
My other issue with the film beyond this is it's a horror parody movie…they are like 25 years too late to that party. We've moved beyond parody the writers and creators of today are not capable of understanding the concepts they aim to criticize enough to create parody. We also don't have a shared cultural experience anymore enough to be able to parody anything. It was different back when we all watched the same shows/movies and they were memorable and worth seeing. What's to parody now? Everything sucks…everything is its own parody. It's so rare that the people I know have watched the same things as me anymore. Meaning the references and parody will be lost on me…or it will be horribly outdated and stale. This is an ill advised movie right from the start. Imagine scary movie but horribly racist and not anywhere near as good and you see how low the bar is. And of course its going to be stale the central premise is horror movies where the black person dies first…the tagline is we can't all die first…so it's addressing a trope that's been done to death. The old stale references and tropes are also more ammo in my argument that its ai driven...rather than drawing from current experiences of the world...which a text generator doesn't have it instead pulls from all the stuff that exists already. You get a black reimagining of scary movie with references to blade and jumanji.
Whether I'm right or not it's yet another movie that has me questioning if any human beings actually made it. Which means either I'm right or it's gotten so bad that writers don't pass the turing test anymore. The dialogue is awful, the jokes are barely jokes…it really does sound like somebody put "scary movie but for blacks, and combine it with jumanji" into some chatgpt thing and this is what it turned out. Lines don't seem to follow from the line before it. Like the guy will say "You're asking too much." and she replies "I'll touch your penis later" it lacks the flow or rythm of human speech and lacks the cadence, timing or delivery of a joke. Plot blends with sentence the same way backgrounds blur together in ai produced art. It has the basic shape, you recognize it…but its off. You see what they were going for…but the shape of it is hazy.
It has hilarious jokes like "this looks like blades house…I want to talk to Wesley" get it thats a movie with a black person as the lead…it's a reference…but black.
It's also amazing how things that would normally be seen as horribly racist against black people are allowed because of the context. When the office has blackface in it as a joke…where the entire point of the joke is that it is offensive…its not allowed and must be censored and apologized for. However in a self appointed woke movie they can have slurs and blackface in a board game called the blackening. And of course if they have license to make fun of themselves…sort of…then of course they also have license to be horribly racist to the only group it's acceptable for every other race to be racist to. Every joke that wasn't about white people or race was some other obvious low hanging fruit joke.
Now I looked up the reviews for this movie because I saw a lot of people claiming to like it and could not believe it…and I call shenanigans. I think the reason this movie isn't getting ratioed like it should is for two reasons…#1 fake bot reviews inflating the numbers…anytime you see a lot of 1 star and a lot of 5 star reviews and not much in between it reeks of bots. The one star reviews were all clearly people explaining why the movie sucked…while the 5 star reviews were all generic…many were in spanish for some reason…they had weird grammatical errors and lots of 5 star reviews that say things like "I will want to watch movie." And the other thing saving it from being rated like it deserves is a little bit of the black panther effect where people who didn't see it sing its praises because its a black movie…and people see it as a kind of anti-white activism to defend the movie. I see a lot of comments defending it but most of them are accusing everyone who didn't like it of being white and racist. They may as well have called this one racebait the movie.
Ultimately I would say its "bottoms" for black people instead of for gays. Unfunny pointless movie that exists only for identity politics reasons. It's not as bad as bottoms which I still maintain is far and away the worst movie ever made. The movies and genres it pulls from appeal to the lowest common denominator so I can see some stupid people with gutter palates still enjoying it. It's an hour and a half of black people standing around going look at us we are black. Avoid at all costs.
Not sure what number or star rating to give it…I know
Tax scam/10 money laundering scheme/100 woke/woke
happy last day of black history month everyone.
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can you write tommy, ranboo, and tubbo (platonic ofc) with a 14 year old fem streamer reader that is short, adorable, and has a cute voice; but is a master at all sorts of martial arts; have won lots of championships; and does not take shit from no one; mess with her and you’ll get an ass beat. doesn’t care if you’re from a different state or country, she will hop on a plane and be at your doorstep to give you a well deserved round house kick;;; but after that she’ll be all fluffy and adorable again 🥺🥰
Ooooohhhh. This sounds adorable. I'm gonna do it as separate headcanons if that's alright with you? If you want me to write a full story on it just send another ask ^^
Cussing is censored in an attempt to get on Tumblr's good side.
Ranboo, Tubbo and Tommy with a Sweet but Scary F!Reader
Tommy
Honestly, he felt a constant need to protect you. Even if he didn't act like it.
In his eyes, you were still young and unaware of the dangers that comes with being a streamer. Let alone a Minecraft one.
He begged you to become a mod in your Twitch chat.
He joked that he was going to cause violence and chaos constantly, but in reality, he wanted to make sure there were no creeps going after you.
If there was, Tommy would either ban them or ask Father of Minecraft Philza to start crafting a belt for them.
When you mentioned that you won a lot of martial arts championships, he was taken off guard a bit, but also didn't seem to believe you.
"But you're so small... And you're... Small."
"That's poggers and all, but you don't seem like the kinda girl to... Be able to beat someone up."
"Your voice doesn't seem threatening in the least, (F/n)/(S/n)." (Streamer name)
Boy. He ate those words quick.
You were both streaming and had finished a lore bit for the SMP, and he heard you GO OFF on a creepy donation.
Because he was focused on his chat at the moment, he didn't have the time to carefully graze through your comments.
Tommy was left visibly reeling from the threats you gave for a solid few seconds before slowly leaning over and murmuring.
"Little (F/L) (first letter), You weren't muted... Also. Holy- I think you... Uh.. Un alived them! Twitch that's a joke. Please."
When you showed your trophies on stream (via face cam or picture), Tommy definitely began to believe you.
Lowkey bragged about it to his twitch chat later on.
"Yeah guys, she's actually really pog and strong. But she's short and young so I can easily beat her."
Feared for his life when people clipped that part of the stream and tagged you on Twitter with the video.
Tubbo
While Tubbo is protective, he's not as protective as Tommy is.
He does get mad at the creepy donos or comments that you would receive, but he believes you can handle it on your own.
Some days though, he will find himself getting worried enough to watch your stream and hyper focus on the chat. (Yes he's a mod as well.)
This man was in absolute awe when you showed off your trophies and ribbons to the chat.
"When you come and visit... Can you show me how to do those things- OH MY GOD CAN YOU DO A KICK FLIP?"
"Could you technically throw me over your head?"
"Have you ever broken anyone's bones?"
Mans is very curious and asked you a bunch of questions in rapid succession.
I mean he asked you everything.
"Ever karate kicked a man in the balls?"
"Tubbo!"
"WhAT?! It's a fair question!"
He was very confident in your ability to protect yourself in person, but he was still a bit weary of the twitch chat.
One day he went into the VC you were already in to ask if you wanted help with building something on the SMP.
He certainly did not expect to hear someone being verbally ripped apart then suddenly-
"Oh hello, Tubbo!"
"How did you go from threatening to rip a person's intestines out to saying hello in the sweetest voice ever?!"
"...Is there a Karate move where you rip someone's intestines out?"
Ranboo
If you thought Tommy was protective.
Oh boy. This man is easily twenty times worse. EASILY.
You both met when you were smaller streamers and since then, this man has been so protective over you.
People have even started nicknaming you Sisterboo because of his heavy protectiveness of you.
You have stated before that you did know martial arts, but that didn't stop him from trying to ward off the creeps.
"Did you just insult Sisterboo in MY presence?" While he was joking, the person who insulted you got heavily banned.
Chat clipped that and it went viral on twitter within an hour.
While you did think Ranboo was over reacting a tad bit, you were kinda glad.
Albeit you were still young, but you weren't stupid. You knew the internet was a dangerous place.
If you ever streamed, you could guarentee that Ranboo was always one of the first 20 people to show up and mod the chat.
Even if it was 4am his time! He purposely has it so the notification when you're live can go through his Do Not Disturb function on his phone.
One day, he was a little busy with finishing building something for Karl's Tales of the SMP, and missed the notification by about 20 minutes. He felt like the scum of the earth.
When he arrived, he already was typing an apology but he was quickly shut up by you telling off some creep.
"-I don't care what state, province or even country you live in, bud. I will hop onto a plane to come to your house and- Oh! Ranboo's here! Hello!"
This man WHEEZED for easily ten minutes
He literally got on call with you to congratulate you on telling the person off, although he kept cackling with laughter every ten seconds as he remembered what you said.
Did relax on his protectiveness a tiny bit but sometimes let a few of the (lesser mean) hate comments through just to hear you rip them a new one.
"Wait can you actually do that though? Is that a martial arts move?"
#dream smp#mcyt x reader#tommyinnit x reader#ranboo x reader#tubbo x reader#reader insert#x reader#mcyt#ranboo#ranboo x y/n#tommyinit mcyt#tommyinnit x y/n#tommyinnit#tommyinnit x you#tubbo#tubbo x you#tubbo x y/n
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Restless Rewatch: The Untamed Episode 20, part two
(Masterpost) (Other Canary Stuff) (Previous Post)
Warning: Spoilers for All 50 Episodes!
So much happens in this episode that I couldn’t stop the meta and had to break it in thirds. Part one is here, part three is here.
Owie Owie Owie
Wen Zhuliu takes exquisitely tender care of Wen Chao, despite presumably disliking him quite a lot. He wipes his tears away, saying that the tears will infect his wounds, which...isn't likely, but ok.
I will note that he didn't get the "no sting" kind of medicine, however, so maybe there's a limit to his kindness. Wen Chao screams and yells at him while he puts a tiny amount of medicine on one tiny spot of owie. It's going to be a long night for these fellas. Except it isn't because they're going to die, so at least they won't have to put more medicine on.

The candles blow out and we hear the sound of a flute, which Wen Zhuliu hilariously says is just the wind when Wen Chao starts freaking out. They have two days to go before they get to safety, and Wen Chao is pretty sure he's not going to last two days. And you know...he's right!
As usual he blames Wen Zhuliu for the situation, but then gets afraid that WZL is going to leave him, and starts making promises of status. WZL says that's not necessary. He is a loyal sonofabitch, I'll give him that.
The Man Comes Around, Redux
And now Wei Wuxian enters the scene, climbing menacingly up the stairs carrying his own hair fan, just like Lan Wangji did in the previous episode. (Gifset here). Wen Zhuliu doesn't look optimistic. When the boys on the roof see Wei Wuxian they don't look too happy either.
Wei Wuxian stops in front of Wen Zhuliu and proceeds to have a philosophical conversation with him. Wei Wuxian has come to fuck your shit up, but he has also come to pass judgement on your ethics because he is, fundamentally, still himself.
Wen Zhuliu takes the opportunity to justify his actions, giving a heartfelt statement about what he owes to Wen Ruohan. Wen Zhuliu knows his number is up and that they obviously didn't kill Wei Wuxian hard enough, but he still feels righteous.
(more after the cut)
Here Wei Wuxian asks a question that shows the fundamental difference between himself and Wen Zhuliu. In many ways they are similar: neither of them was born into their clan. Both were appreciated by the clan leader and placed in high positions. Both feel an obligation to those clan leaders. When Wei Wuxian asks "why do other people have to pay for your gratitude?" he's foreshadowing the moment when Jiang Cheng demands the death of the Dafan Wens.
Wen Zhuliu doesn't hesitate to murder people because his clan leader wants him to. Whereas Wei Wuxian doesn't hesitate to pay a terrible price--his golden core-for his gratitude to Jiang Fengmian. But he won't let the Dafan Wens pay the price of his continued membership in the Jiang clan; he chooses exile while Wen Zhuliu chooses murder.
Wei Wuxian is done talking and very very slowly brings his flute into position and starts to play. Wen Zhuliu doesn't make a move to stop him, but he might be frozen in place...everything happens at weird speeds in this scene.
Lan Wangji is super horrified when he sees what Wei Wuxian is doing with his flute. So horrified, in fact, that by the time they are face to face, he's moved past any other emotion.
Lady in Red
As Wei Wuxian plays the flute, the camera moves around him (or they spin him on a turntable) and the scenery around him shifts to a 360 view of...the burial mounds! That's so fucking cool!
You can take the boy out of the graveyard but you can't take the graveyard out of the boy. He is carrying it within him now.
He summons up the hottest ghost lady ever, to scratch the shit out of the Wens with her fancy fingernails. She's all in red, not the dark Wen red, but super-saturated bridal red.
She's not dressed as a bride, but she is very pretty and the color is awesome, particularly when she turns into red smoke. Presumably having actual ghosts attacking people is ok with the censor board as long as they are pretty ladies in nice clothes, since there are two in this episode and this one is absolutely definitely a non-corporeal being when she wants to be.
Camera Operator: What did I ever do to you?
She fights with Wen Zhuliu, who tries to put his core-melting hand on her, unsuccessfully, and then figures out that Wei Wuxian is the better target, so tries to put his core-melting hand on him.
Wen Zhuliu, you need to have some different moves! Not everybody has a core for you to melt.
Zidian’s Revenge
As soon as Wen Zhuliu targets Wei Wuxian the boys break in from the rooftop, with Jiang Cheng snapping Zidian up over a rafter and down around Wen Zhuliu's neck in a single move, and then hauling him up and hanging him.
This is a pretty gratifying moment; Jiang Cheng finally gets his vengeance using the weapon his mother gave him before this fucker killed her. He also gets to come back at the guy who melted his core and kill him with a spiritual weapon. All around nice work, Jiang Cheng.
Meanwhile, Lan Wangji initially placed himself between Wen Zhuliu and Wei Wuxian, which is a pretty strong show of devotion, given that his chest was directly in line with Wen Zhuliu's hand.
He watches intently while Wen Zhuliu dies...Lan Wangji is actually a pretty vengeful guy, isn't he? He's not into torture but he seems to like executing bad people, and he enjoys chopping off arms a whole lot.
Welcome Back
Having disposed of Wen Zhuliu, Team Where The Fuck Have You Been is ready to greet Wei Wuxian. This is Lan Wangji as he prepares to turn around and face him.
This is not "relieved that my soulmate is ok" or even "feeling betrayed because you didn't even send me a text." This is cold, hard, fury. He's plowed right past relief and joy into full on disgust and vehemence.
Jiang Cheng is also pissed at him, but he's so used to being pissed at him that it's not a remarkable emotion, and it passes quickly. He gives him his sword, calls him a prick, punches him in the shoulder while Lan Wangji looks grumpy Wang Yibo tries very hard not to smile, and fails.
Then Jiang Cheng gives Wei Wuxian an enormous squishy hug.

Wei Wuxian, who has probably wanted that hug for the past decade, does not return it, and looks stricken, eventually raising his flute hand behind Jiang Cheng's back.
Lan Wangji glares at him while Jiang Cheng hugs him, and then shifts to glare at the flute.
Let's talk about Lan Wangji's body language here. This scene is often talked about, including by OP, as "Wei Wuxian picks a fight with Lan Wangji in order to push him away." But since their very early days,Lan Wangji's nonverbal communication has been an essential component of his relationship with Wei Wuxian. Wei Wuxian has been reading his microexpressions from the very start, and he's the only one besides Lan Xichen who does that.
Lan Wangji's anger and disapproval are written all over his face and posture, so much so that even a casual observer can tell what he's feeling. For Wei Wuxian, with his extreme awareness and having shared actual literal telepathy with the guy previously, this has got to feel like Lan Wangji is screaming at him.

Lan Wangji is the one picking this fight. Wei Wuxian is trying to defuse it by giving him time to calm down before engaging. For perhaps the first time since meeting him, Wei Wuxian ignores Lan Wangji to focus on Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng asks him a bunch of questions and Wei Wuxian slides out from under most of them, giving half answers, non-answers, and what All The President's Men calls a non-denial denial.
Wei Wuxian, who is adept at sounding like he's speaking truth when he is lying, here sounds like he's lying when he's speaking something very close to the truth. He spins a particularly outrageous-sounding tale of finding a cave and learning an ultimate power there...but that's actually what he actually did, actually. Xue Yang does this "lie so much that the truth now sounds like a lie" thing by accident, years later in Yi City, but Wei Wuxian is using it as a deliberate tactic to hide the truth from his brother. Which is basically his main occupation at this point.
He acts offended that Jiang Cheng doesn't believe him, but he does it playfully to cast everything in the conversation as a joke.
Lan Wangji is not as inclined to accept utter codswallop as Jiang Cheng is, and he has already figured out an important underlying layer of the situation--the turn away from the way of the sword--while not seeing the very bottom layer, the "I don't have a golden core" layer.
Unfortunately, he continues to be judgy and pissed off. He says "Wei Ying" gently enough, but his body is braced for conflict.
Wei Wuxian looks at him wearily and stands up to have the fight Lan Wangji is asking for.
Maybe you were right But baby I was lonely I don't want to fight I'm tired of being sorry
I'm standing in the street Crying out for you No one sees me But the silver moon
Soundtrack: 1. Sympathy for the Devil, The Rolling Stones 2. Tired of Being Sorry, by Ringside
Writing Prompt: Who is the lady in red and what is her deal?
#fytheuntamed#the untamed#wangxian#chengxian#the untamed gifs#restless rewatch the untamed#canary3d-original#my gifs
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Criminal Behavior
Dabi angst + chaotic energy + a lil suggestive language
Disclaimer: I don’t condone any of y/n’s behavior here. Y/n is a bad role model lol
wc: 3.5k
Raise your hand if you want Dabi to teach you how to be a villain! 🙋♀️ he could teach me a lot of things 🤤

You had a date tonight. With some guy who you were honestly not that into. So you agreed to his “wanna hang out tonight” text. He probably only wanted to hook up. Boring. And you’d definitely turn him down. But you needed something to do. Some entertainment.
Despite the level of disinterest you were still going to look nice. You needed some new make-up but of course you had no fucking money. You’d just have to ‘borrow’ some from the convenience store down the road. It’s not like you haven’t done it a million times. No one gets hurt. Not really a big deal.
Plus the little bursts of adrenaline you get during that final moment of walking through the censors was somewhat addictive if you were honest. Life in your town was so unbelievably boring. There weren’t even any good villains around to watch get beat up. You needed some sort of thrill to get through the day.
When you entered the store there were a few people around. No one you recognized luckily. You’d developed a little bit of a method to this game. You’d monitored the isles and cameras. No one was anywhere in sight. You’d managed to get a bunch of the good stuff and slip it into your sleeves and waistband without any eyebrows raised.
You were deciding on which eyeliner you wanted when an abrupt voice pierced you, making you jump.
“What’re you doing?”
“Huh?” You spun to look at the inevitable. Some employee or back room security man coming to take you to convenience store prison.
But when you saw the man peering down at you, you were far more scared. You wished it was an employee.
“Did I scare you?” His voice was thick with amusement and he rested an arm against the shelves.
You’d never seen a sight like him. Mildly horrifying. Staples lining his face, holding together sections of his skin, if you could call it all that. Spiked black hair over deep hooded eyes that looked like he hadn’t slept in weeks. He looked like he could easily kill you and nobody would find the body. But at the same time, for some reason, he was undeniably hot. You didn’t know how to reconcile his ominous vibe that he has with his playful, interested tone. It was like you’d just told him a joke. Except you hadn’t said a single word yet.
“What? You don’t want to talk to me?” He pressed with a smirk as he watched you gawk at him.
Your heart was racing in mild horror. But something about his tone struck a nerve. It felt like he was toying with you. And you hated that.
“Uh, who are you?” You said suddenly remembering where you were and just what you were doing. “Do you work here or something?”
“Does it look like I work here?”
He had a point. His absurd amount of piercings and his ripped jeans said he didn’t work anywhere respectable. However, the thick dark chained jewelry that weighed down his neck and wrists and the expensive sneakers on his feet said he had no problem getting money.
“You going out tonight?” He questioned, blatantly looking you up and down.
“What?” You spewed, feeling extremely self-conscious of his traveling eyes.
“I mean shit, with all the make-up and shit shoved in your pockets I just assumed...”
Your body froze. He’d caught you? Did he actually work here, was he lying? “...Not to mention the bottle of liquor you hid under your shirt...” How did he see that? You did have a small bottle of alcohol stashed in your bra but nobody was in any of the isles with you. You hadn’t seen him in the store at all since you’d arrived here, you definitely would have noticed him. “...If you’re going on a date you should really find a guy who can get all this stuff for you instead...”
Fear really started gripping you at these realizations. Plus he was minding no attention to his volume. He was basically outing you to the whole store. Your fear melted into anger. This fucker definitely didn’t work here. Just like you thought, he was fucking with you. Your temper started flaring up in your face making it hot.
“Shoplifting is the gateway drug to villainy you know. And that’s a rough world kid. I’m not sure if you could handle it...”
Kid? He looked barely older than you. And he was starting to get really annoying. At this rate he was going to get you caught.
“Speaking from experience?” You jutted back, looking around to see if any employees were hearing this.
He chuckled again. “No, I don’t do drugs.” He stated with a grin and a poor attempt at sounding sincere.
You scoffed. “I seriously doubt that.”
“Why—”
“Did you want something? Cause if not I’ve got somewhere to be.”
He looked at you for a moment. Soaking up the irritated look on your face. Dying to get away from him. Desperate not to get caught. It was cute. He merely shrugged. It was honest. He wasn’t sure exactly what he wanted from you yet.
The irritation now bubbling over, you huffed and walked away. What a waste of time. Surely you look suspicious now. You were monitoring the isles as you headed to the door. No one seemed to be looking. You were about to make a run for it when you heard some footsteps directly behind you and felt eyes on the back of your head.
“The alarms are going to go off.”
You hissed, dipping into a snack isle as an employee’s head started turning in your direction. Why was he talking so fucking loud?
“Can you shut up?”
He put a hand over his heart dramatically. “Is that how you repay me for trying to help you?”
“Help me?! You’re going to get me caught. So can you just fuck off—”
“Oy.” He growled. Sending a wave a intimidation to wash away any bit of confidence you had mustered up. “Go ahead and walk out the door then if you want. Fucking amateur.”
You were about to run but self-doubt washed over you. He did seem like he’d know about this better than you.
Mid-thought, his movements shocked you. He was standing so closely now, with that same face of complete intimidation as before. His eyes steady on your features, not breaking away for a moment. Without even having to look, he slowly slipped his fingers under your shirt. You weren’t even breathing at this point as your heart started throwing itself around your chest. If it were anyone else you’d immediately deck him for touching you like this but for some reason he felt like a near death experience. He had you completely frozen in fear and adrenaline, victim to whatever he wanted to do to you. His fingers were warm as they grazed the skin on your stomach, sending streaks of electricity to the part of your brain that was sounding off warning alarms. He pulled the bottle of alcohol out slowly from your bra.
He smirked as you stared at him wide-eyed. Like he’d just blown some fuses in your brain.
He turned the bottle so you could see a little black tag on the bottom. You hadn’t noticed it before.
“A sensor. They’re new.” Was all he had to say and you knew you had almost completely fucked up. You were beating your head against a wall knowing you’d have to acknowledge this guy was right. Except the look on his face told you he was already enjoying every second of this.
“Okay, fuck, you got me. You were right.” You said suddenly exploding. Your mind was overloading with information. You’d expected this to be a simple thing. And this asshole just shows up out of nowhere for no reason.
“You’re supposed to say thank you.”
You scoffed. “For what? You gonna buy it for me or something?”
He considered this for a moment. “No.”
You shot him a incredulous look. “The fuck? Then what do you want?”
“Honestly it was painful watching you attempt this half-assed little petty theft.”
“Well sorry to dissapp—”
“And despite this nasty little attitude you’ve got...” He continued with a devious grin. “I’m gonna show you how it’s really done.”
“How what’s done? Taking make-up?”
“Robbery.” He deadpanned.
Your insides exploded now. You didn’t even bother mistaking that for a joke.
“Um no—”
“Don’t be a pussy.”
“What?! Are you fucking crazy?”
“Yea.”
“No! I’m not—”
“It’s either this or I’ll call over that guy.” He pointed to an unknowing employee stocking shelves. “And show him this.” He yanked up your shirt now to expose all the shit you had tucked into your waistband and bra.
You hissed again, yanking your shirt down, but words drained out of your brain. He was seriously dangerous. It was written all over that amused look on his face as he watched your face go red from him being under your shirt twice already after meeting him literally five minutes ago.
You felt like he’d sucked the air out of the room. How was nobody hearing this? How had you fallen into this psycho’s trap?
“Fuck.” Slipped out under your breath.
“I’ll take that as a yes.” He cooed in your ear as he started to walk past you. “Stay here.”
You immediately considered running as he disappeared around the corner of the isle. But now you didn’t know how much of this merchandise in your clothing had censors. And you couldn’t take it all out without that employee noticing for sure.
Fight or flight was wrestling in your brain. Red flags were gleaming in your eyes as the alarms in your head continued blaring in your ears. You should have ran before he even had the chance to speak to you. But that’s not really how you felt. Something about him was addicting already.
He was exhilarating in the worst and best kind of way. Even now his short absence had you dying to know where he went and when he’d come back.
Then, like someone stabbed you in the ears, the alarms in your head were drowned out by the sudden blaring of real alarms in the store. You nearly jumped out of your skin. Looking around, the employees were looking around in shock. People started rushing past you with concerned faces as they evacuated the store.
You just spun around in confusion. Had he done this? Did someone set of an alarm on him? Were the police coming? You should run. You should definitely fucking run. Now would be the time. They’d never catch you with all these other alarms going off.
“Ah. Good girl. Just where I left you.” His voice was in your ear in an instant.
“Did you do this?!” You whispered wildly.
“Me? How could I have done it? Those are fire alarms.”
For some reason relief rushed over you. “Oh.”
“Put this on.” He said putting a black face mask in your hand. Did he have these on hand? To protect from smoke inhalation or something? That’s fucking weird. ”Come on.” He said strolling away like nothing. Like there wasn’t fire alarms blaring in your ears, drowning out any logic or comprehension.
You hastily put on the mask and followed his large body which was dressed in black head to toe.
Luckily it seemed like his plans were foiled. Once you got outside you could dip and escape him.
But he suddenly stopped at the check-out. A guy about the same age was standing there looking around. The store was mostly empty now of regular customers. You wondered why he hadn’t evacuated yet along with everyone—
“Okay. Make this easy on me. I’m trying to make a good first impression here.” He said to the guy.
“What?”
“You know what I mean.” He replied with a grin, discreetly gesturing to you.
“Uh...look man you should evacuate with everyone else. I don’t know where the fire is but—“
“Ah yea, about that....I am the fire.” And for the first time he smiled. A wicked smile with wide eyes and complete exhilaration on his face.
The guy jerked back at the sight of it. “The fuck?”
You gasped as he put his hand up and a blast of blue flames shot out. You could feel the heat from where you were standing behind him.
“Just give us the cash and I won’t do anything crazy. Okay?”
The guy stood like a deer in headlights. Unable to process anything as fear washed over him. You could relate. The blue flame was mirroring in your eyes as you stared at it in shock. The alarms still blaring in your ears.
But he wasn’t done yet. He raised his second hand and now both hands were ablaze. It was horrifying. The attendant scrambled to take all of the money out of the cash registers and put the stack in a shopping bag. Throwing it onto the counter and stepping as far away from the flames as possible.
“Thanks man. I’ll owe you one if this goes well.” He said with humor laced in his deep voice.
He jutted his head toward the door motioning for the guy to run. Which he did. He sprinted out the door to join everyone else who was evacuated outside.
“Ready?” He was facing you now. Putting the grocery bag of cash in his hoodie pocket.
You were definitely going to jail.
“Let’s get out of here.” He said and strolled toward the back door.
He paused for a moment in front of a stand of alcohol. Picking up two bottles after grazing over the options for a moment.
He was nearly at the door when he realized you hadn’t moved a muscle.
“They don’t let you wear make up in jail.” He called over to you. “Ugh.” He sighed. “Come on amateur. I’ll leave you here if I have to.”
Suddenly your legs sprung to life as you ran to him. “Want anything else?” He poked as he examined the adorable look of trauma riddling your blood drained face.
The back alley was empty. You heard police sirens in the distance. This guy was dragging you straight to hell with him.
You both looked up as a body flew overhead in the sky above of alley. You only saw the person for a brief moment but it didn’t take a genius to know heroes were closing in.
You needed to run. Now.
“Oh shit I forgot something.” He said in realization.
You looked at him utterly dumbfounded. What could he possibly have forgotten?!
“Be right back.” He assured as he walked back inside.
“What?!”
But he was gone. Leaving you there. The sirens were getting louder. You just wanted some fucking eyeliner.
Just then you heard an explosion. You looked up and saw the glow of bright blue flames growing in the windows.
Fuck. He was dead. This is so beyond fucking bad.
And finally after all this your flight response triggered. You started running down the alley. Except your legs only managed a slow jog as you struggled to stay in reality.
Where would you run to? Would the cops know it was you? And him? Whoever the fuck he was. Did they get you on camera?
“Wow you were just gonna leave me? That’s kinda fucked up.”
You jumped three feet as the voice appeared next to you.
“What the fuck?” You spun to see electric blue eyes looking at you under hooded eyelids.
“What?” He said with a cocked head.
“I thought you died!” You spewed, feeling almost relieved somehow that this psychopath was back.
He chuckled. “Dead? How.”
“There was a fire!” You said pointing at the growing fire inside.
“You just figured that out Sherlock? Shit I told you those were fire alarms.” He started mumbling to himself a few things under his breath that sounded like ‘you don’t look like a dumbass but who knows these days I guess.’
“Why did you go back in there?” You were yelling now. He was making you seem like the crazy one. He’s the one who basically just committed armed robbery!
You heard the rustling of plastic as he held something up for you to see. “Chips. These ones are my favorite.”
“Chips!?” You were seething now.
“Hey why are you mad? I got you some too. I didn’t know which ones you like so I just took a bunch.” He said holding up a grocery bag filled with a variety of them and the bottles from before.
You stared at him dumbfounded again. He just risked both your lives over some chips?
“I’m going to lose my mind. Or I’m currently losing my mind....” you said with wide eyes.
“Well can you hold on that for like five minutes. We still have something to do.”
“Huh?” You cried desperately.
“Get the fuck out of here before those cops come looking for us.”
He led you down the creepy dark alleyways until you could barely hear the police sirens in the background.
“So amateur, learn anything?” He crunched down on a chip.
The adrenaline was draining now and you were starting to really process what just happened.
“Yea, I learned you’re a fucking criminal.”
“You’re the one who was shoplifting.” He scoffed.
“What?! You just robbed that fucking store!”
“Why are you yelling?”
“Yelling?! You’re fucking crazy!”
“Yea and?”
“And you-you—”
He stopped in his tracks. You nearly ran into his back. He turned and faced you, towering over you. Eyes intense. His chain dangling as he leaned down closer to you. Giving you another chance to notice how strangely attractive he was.
“Are you scared or something?” He said in a deep quiet hum.
You should have just said yes. And said that he was scary. And that you wanted him to leave you alone. But you didn’t. You didn’t even want to. Despite all the shit spewing out of your mouth you’d be lying to say you weren’t high off this chaos. That he wasn’t ridiculously intriguing and sexy. That this wasnt the most exciting thing that’s ever happen in your bland life.
“No.” You lied. Hoping he’d think you weren’t fucking boring.
He grinned. “You’re a bad liar.” With one finger he hooked the side of your face mask and peeled it off to expose your lips for his admiration. “Good thing you look cute when you’re scared.”
The real scary thing here was that you were already into this psychotic criminal.
“So do I get to know your name yet?” He said playing with a strand of your hair, yet again invading your personal space with no regard.
“Y/n.”
He hummed. Like he was agreeing or something.
“I’m Dabi.” He said darkly. Leaning in even closer. He was standing so close it made you lose balance and you stumbled backwards. But he easily caught you by grabbing the front of your sweatshirt. The movement caused some the make-up you stole to fall out onto the gravel.
He laughed at you and pulled you back close to him. Which made you blush intensely.
“Speaking of which. I think we have someone to cancel on.”
Your mind flashed to your boring date tonight.
“Go on. Get out your phone.” He patiently waited with his hands in his pockets for you to bring up his messages.
Just as you went to type he snatched your phone away.
“Hey!”
He shushed you, pushing your face back to keep you at arms length as he read the last few of your messages.
“Want to hang out tonight?” He mocked. “Fuck and you said sure?” He gave you a judgmental look. “This just screams missionary.”
You squeaked at his vulgarity. “Shut up!”
He chuckled again. “Relax I’m talking about him. Although you do need higher standards. This is fucking boring.”
You shrunk in horror as he pressed the call button and put your phone to his ear.
“What are you doing?!” You hissed trying to snatch the phone back.
“Stop I’m trying to make a phone call.”
“Well I don’t want you to!” You squealed in horror.
“Why not?” He feigned confusion.
You both stopped wrestling when you heard someone answer on the other line.
“Hey man.” He smiled deviously. “Glad I caught you.” He paused. Probably listening to your date stuttering in confusion as to why a smug asshole was calling him on your number.
“Well I’m just calling to let you know y/n isn’t going to make it tonight to Netflix and chill or whatever other lame way you were going to attempt to sleep with her.” He paused again, completely ignoring your aggressive gestures to give your phone back or you’ll kill him. Surely he found you very very intimidating. “She’s cancelling on you because....well because I told her to.” He chuckled. “Shes got new plans. With me.”
He grinned down at you. Absorbing the way you were timidly looking at him now. Holding onto every word with slightly parted lips that he’d be looking forward to kissing at some point soon.
“Anyways. Don’t text her anymore or I’ll probably have to come kill you.” He chuckled again. You heard someone say something on the other line but Dabi hung up on him.
He must have noticed the look on your face. “Relax I’m kidding.” He lied, handing your phone back. “Anyways, I’m tired of this alley. You ready or what?”
You didn’t know what his plans tonight were for you yet. But you were dying to find out.
~~
Lord have mercy...he could rail me.
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