#ooc again... lol

[yellowvixen]

week 36: detroit become.. mobian??

[miettes-house]

hi again!! i know i draw patty in a lot of casual clothes so i wanted to try and actually experiment with her costuming, and give her some actual devil hunter attire. enjoy :^D!!!!

below are some alternative versions + some notes on my design and thought process, if anyone's interested :^) !!!!

I had so much fun designing these outfits for her. I made a lot of alternative color versions, not all of them made it here. I designed 2 outfits and 3 hairstyles for her, as well as her guns. (note: this is mostly an exercise in character costuming)

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Some things I wanted to keep in mind when designing (or rather, costuming) her was:

keeping in line with the general aesthetics of the DMC series + imagining my own take on an adult Patty, which we've only seen as a kid in the anime thus far.

I wanted her adult design to be chic, modern, and as practical as possible while still preserving a sense of fashion, and make her recognizably 'Patty'.

I didn't want to make her fashion too similar to how it appears in the show, since she's like 9-10 and for me it didn't make much sense for her to dress the same as she did when she was a kid haha

maintaining a limited palette of blacks, browns, pinks, and reds

adding my own personal style and tastes for fun :^)

this is such a little thing, but her voice cameo in dmc5 came off a little bit valleygirl-esque to me? very stereotypical teen girl, so I went with a very high femme aesthetic to try and match that energy a little bit.

for her guns: I wanted to ofc reference Dante & Trish with ther respective handguns. But I did take a few pages from Bayonetta's book and gave her little gun charms. (i do think if she were a playable character, she would have similar game play to V maybe?)

1st design (alt colors) :

For this take, I wanted something that was both chic and slightly grungy and more aligned with what the other devil hunter characters wear- lots of leather! Generally speaking, the dmc characters have rather limited palettes, so I didn't want to go overboard with my color choices. i dabbled a little bit with giving her pink accents, as we see her in pink a considerable amount in the show. I referenced Dante and Lady's designs a lot for this particular look, for things like the leather boots and jacket. I think this outfit is a little bit less practical, but I think it's a little bit more in line with the actual character designs of dmc5 in particular.

2nd design (alt colors) :

for this second look I wanted something a little bit more practical and refined. I took a lot of inspiration from other adult patty designs ive seen on here !! as well as more inspiration from her anime appearance for this look. I wanted something a little bit more gothic and "straight-edged", and I accidentally designed a very 70's two piece set, haha. Again, maintaining the same limited color palette as before. This design has a lot less accent colors and is a little bit more cohesive, tried to avoid making a bland design, which i hope was successful!

[pixlatedvampire]

hi the literal whole entire reason i made these was bc i watched this 10 sec clip on youtube pls watch

[pink-n-greennneerg-n-knip]

cookie art dump :3

[asterwinde]

Self indulgent stuff + study

[stellar-haikyuu]

can't keep your hands to yourself ☆ hinata shoyo x reader

synopsis: sometimes, you need a little joy and whimsy in your life. hinata unintentionally delivers. details: fluff | romantic relationship | ~1.1k words | gn! reader | based on my second date with hinata boy! (he’s so cute guys, i can’t do this anymore.)

A month ago, Yachi gave you the username of her best friend’s social media account.

She had done so out of the blue, but she insisted that you give it a try—something about being a good match for each other. 

Over the next few weeks, you find yourself vibrating with excitement whenever you receive a message from him.

He also sends you flowers on Valentine’s when you’re busy in school. It also seems he’s done his research (through Yachi, perhaps), if the cute little stickers he gives you are anything to go by.

The last thing that made you lose your mind? On your first date, he snatches the receipt away from you and pays for your lunch.

Naturally, you don’t back down. To return the favor, you insist on paying for everything next time.

(Next time, you think with a giddy smile).

So, here you are now, in the middle of your second date with Hinata Shoyo.

“That was a good lunch,” you tell him as you exit the curry place you both just ate at.

“I’m glad you enjoyed,” he grins wide, eyes twinkling. “I’m so happy we share similar tastes.”

“Me too.”

While neither of you have explicitly confessed, Yachi and your friends say that he seems to like you. 

And you hope to the gods that is the case, but that’s a discussion for another time.

“So…dessert?” Hinata shrugs, putting his hands in his pockets.

You nod. “What are you thinking of?”

“Uh, there’s this cookie place Yachi talked about the other time.” Hinata scans around the vicinity for the store he’s pertaining to. “There,” he points.

The posters of the pop-up store tell you everything you need to know about their selling point—the cookies were pretty huge.

You turn back to him. “Let’s check it out then. I’ll see if there’s something I like.”

When the both of you get closer, you see the price range. 

“It’s a little overpriced, isn’t it?” Hinata whispers to you, so none of the customers or staff overhear.

“Yep,” you peer at the cookies they have on display near the cashier. Well, they do look tasty, but you’d rather buy something else with the money that you have.

As Hinata looks over the options, you notice a little sign in the corner.

“Lookie, lookie, don’t touch the cookie?” you quietly read to yourself. 

Oh, these are actual products.

Wait-

Before you can say anything, Hinata’s has already reached out to touch the display.

“Hinata,” you whisper-shout. “Those cookies are real.”

“What?” He says, incredulously. “Nah. They’re like the fake ones restaurants use.”

You barely get a chance to grab his arm before he touches the cookies again.

“Hinata-”

“Sir, those are real cookies,” an employee finally says from behind the counter.

For a few seconds, the two of you freeze, unsure of how to react.

A nervous giggle bursts from your mouth and Hinata immediately walks a few feet away. 

You turn around to look at where he’s gone, but the sight of a grown man with his head in his hands is enough to have you doubling over in laughter.

With a hand clapped over your mouth, you physically distance yourself from the store. You’re practically crying and Hinata is close to combusting. There is no need to attract more attention from other customers and staff.

When the pop-up store is out of sight, Hinata’s bright red and you’re still wheezing, holding onto him like a lifeline.

“Oh my gosh.” You wipe at your eyes. “Are you good?”

“Yeah, I am,” Hinata replies, looking a little out of it. He pauses for a while, before giving a new suggestion. “You know what, let’s just go look for some frozen yogurt.”

“Ooooh! I know a place,” you grin at him, pointing straight ahead. “Let’s go.” 

As you slowly recover from the incident, Hinata sighs. “Oh man, I thought they were gonna make me pay for touching it or something.”

“What, why?” 

“Uh, I don’t know…destruction of property?”

You bark out a laugh in response. Man, your cheeks and stomach hurt.

“Eh, I doubt anyone’s eating those cookies. After a whole day of exposure to the public air? No thank you.” You shake your head. “Besides, they should’ve just kept the cookies behind a clear barrier if they really wanted all hands off. I can already imagine all the kids who can’t resist a touch.”

You await his reply, but he only hums and goes silent. It worries you a little.

“Hinata-”

“Do you think I’m too childish?” His voice is much softer this time around.

“No.” You answer truthfully, surprised by the sudden change in tone. “What- why?” 

Oh.

Oh, crap. Was it what I said?

“It’s just…uh…” Hinata scratches his head, avoiding your gaze as you two walk. “I don’t know, but what happened back there was pretty embarrassing.”

“What? No! It’s alright.” You shake your head vigorously. “You didn’t see the sign.”

“There was a sign?!”

“Yeah, but it was really tiny. Plus, I was in the way, so you wouldn’t have seen it. Not your fault.”

“But…” Hinata hesitates.

“Hey, I swear.” You place a hand on his shoulder, squeezing it gently. “It’s fine, Hinata. I promise. I have my fair share of silly moments too. It’s not just you.”

“You sure?” His eyes dart over to you. 

“Yes. What good would it do for me to lie to you?” You give him a gentle smile. “Now come on, let’s get that yogurt before the line gets longer!”

Hinata, ever the gentleman, walks you back to your dorm.

You find yourself wishing the date wouldn’t end, but your residential building is already in sight.

“Aww,” you pout. “Looks like I’ll have to go already.”

“Well, we have next week!” He chirps. “Your birthday party’s coming up soon, right?”

You nod. “Mhm, can’t wait to see you there!”

The two of your pause for a few seconds, wondering how to part ways on the sidewalk. 

“So, I’ll see you around!” Hinata quickly pats your shoulder, the same way he did on your first date.

But something else compels you to do more.

Just before he increases the distance between the two of you, you reach your hand out to grab his.

You see the shock in his eyes during the few seconds your hands stay connected. 

In that moment, you feel the wind knocked out of your chest.

His hands feel so nice in mine.

You give it one final squeeze, before gently letting go.

And as you tell him to take care on the way home, you realize that you also can’t keep your hands to yourself.

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[gothamite-rambler]

Stephanie and Jason were at Stephanie’s mother’s house. Crystal Brown, Stephanie’s Irish-born and raised mother, was celebrating Mother’s Day with her daughter. She did most of the cooking, and Jason was thoroughly enjoying the shepherd’s pie while Stephanie picked at her own plate.

Crystal looked at Jason, her eyes wide in surprise and appreciation at someone enjoying her food this much.

Crystal (slightly worried mom tone): My word, slow down, love! You’re eatin’ too fast.

Jason (shoveling more pie into his mouth): Sorry, ma’am, it’s just so delicious. You put your foot in this.

Stephanie (used to her mom's meals): Dude, chill. It’s just meat and potatoes.

Crystal: Stephie, don’t insult my cookin’. Not all of us can be like that Brit butler that works for the rat bastard.

Jason: Alfred? Yeah, he’s pretty good. You two should cook together.

Stephanie: Don’t start another war, Jason.

Crystal: Stephie, shush. I'd be glad to cook with him. Honestly, now that ya here, I’ve actually been meaning to ask about that clown you fight again. Not Bruce, Joker is his name. What can ya tell me about the Joker?

Stephanie (putting on a thick accent): He's sart ov'n evil parson.

Crystal (tilting her head): Oh?

Stephanie: Killed Jason Todd. Beat him with a crowbar.

Crystal (surprised, Irish accent, placing a hand under her chin): My word.

Jason: That felt like an underreaction.

Stephanie: People outside of America have a different way of reacting, to say the least. Trust me, that’s the equivalent of me screaming in horror.

Crystal (nodding): Aye, let me get you some peach cobbler. You’ve earned it after goin' through that.

Jason: Peach cobbler? Awesome! It's been years since I died, but I'll take anything as a consolation.

Stephanie: My ma likes to comfort people with food, so I knew bringing you here was a good idea for Mother’s Day.

Crystal (bringing over cobbler): What happened to his mum?

Stephanie (weary): She also has no filter when it comes to asking inappropriate questions.

Jason: You can tell her.

Stephanie: Aight. Ma, his birth mom tricked him into going to the warehouse where the Joker killed him. His other mom wasn’t that bad, right Jason?

Jason: Right. I leave a rose on Cathy’s grave every Mother’s Day and her birthday. She was an angel compared to my egg donor. May she rest in piss.

Crystal (Irish anger): Oh, what a couple of arseholes. Minus Cathy, she rests in the kingdom of God. The other two sound like cunts. Sorry.

Jason (pouring extra gravy on his pie): No apology needed, ma’am. I agree, honestly.

Jason chuckled at the woman’s insults, making Crystal smile.

Crystal: I like him.

Stephanie: Knew you would.

Jason: Crystal, you’re a good cook. I love this pie. You’re like Julia Child, but Irish.

Crystal: And for that, you’re takin’ home leftovers. Let me get my red Tupperware bin.

Jason: Why doesn’t Bruce like her again?

Stephanie: Because she takes no shizz from him or any man that isn’t God. She even made a sign for it. It's hanging in the hallway upstairs, I'll show it to you later.

Jason (giving a thumbs-up): Cool.

[moeblob]

cute? D: (thank you so much!)

[deceit-and-knowledge]

Ooc: why you don't anger your artist boyfriend

[disorganised-bagel]

i think people like these, so. i present to you:

rtc incorrect quotes, except they're all screenshots of things i've said that i found in my camera roll (part 3)

throws these at you

(part 1) (part 2) (part 4)

[untildarknesscomes]

A Red Hood story where Jason, instead of being a crime lord, helps victims of abuse to take revenge on people that hurt them and got away with it. He reaches out to them with an offer and a promise that they will not face any consequence for what they'll decide to do. Once their minds are set, he abducts the abusers, ties them up and takes them to a secluded place. He never pushes any of the victims to murder, allowing them to choose whether they want to end the objects of their nightmares, inflict pain or scream their souls out before leaving. But Red Hood always finishes the job. No monster will walk the streets and hurt anyone else while Jason's alive and breathing. So, the perpetrators die either way.

The main antagonist? Not Batman. Not Nightwing and certainly not Robin. But Batgirl. Cassandra “Not-Even-The-Law-Is-Allowed-To-Execute-Abusers-On-My-Watch” Cain. She's angry, so she hunts but never kills. They have a whole “Catch Me if You Can” sequence until they meet face to face, but never reach a conclusion that would suffice both sides. Jason wants to help fellow victims find peace, one he himself was never granted. Cass can't let him get away with any more murder.

A lot of grey areas to explore (did they deserve it? Yes. Will the victims be able to live with themselves knowing that their hands are painted in blood? Who knows). No happy endings for anyone. None of the “batfamily-makes-peace” bullshit. Just pain upon pain upon pain. And so much projection from both parties.

[gemgdynamight0]

Imagine after so many years of "peace", a big bad villain (kinda on afo level) appears, so NOW HPSC remembers Katsuki and contact him to team up with shoto and Tamaki (these three are the strongest heros rn imo) so they can defeat and capture the villain together silently before the public finds out (because it would ruin the facade of peace lmao)

Katsuki on the phone :"oh really? I thought I have bad attitude and I'm number 15?"

Hpsc: "NO dynamight sir-... that's not-"

Katsuki: "just contact that washing machine shit at number 8, isn't he a better hero by your standards? "

Hpsc:"no we-"

*Katsuki hangs up*

[tedlebred]

just thought he was cuuutteee heeereee ^_^

[misteria247]

Ford holding Mabel glaring at some random person: Don't talk to me or my grand niece ever again.

[notpercieved]

[akunaa]

added to all pinned posts: do not send asks / memes without the intention of continuing interaction. didn't come here to write by myself; i'm usually very understanding and considerate, but do this repeatedly to answered asks / starters, and i will unfollow, full stop.