#AND WHAT A WAY TO CAP IT OFF

[justplaggin]

new hoshikawa illustration celebrating chuuya's birthday

[phoenixcatch7]

In love with the idea of captain marvel being Billy's imaginary friend. Like, it'd be so easy. Early depictions had them as almost fully separate people sometimes, like one soul with two minds, rather than just two filters like we mostly see now.

But imagine a Billy down on his luck, hurt and hiding from police and criminals alike, daydreaming the hours away as children do, taking inspiration from all the superheroes rising to fame, making little stories to play out his dreams of saving the world with a generic action doll he found while dumpster diving once. Most of the paint's rubbed off.

Red's his favourite colour, his comfiest jumper is a bright ruby even after all the grime and washes. Gold, too, it's shiny and warmer than silver! A hero cape is a must, big and eye catching! And he can fly, of course, like superman, and in his daydreams, when he's sore and frustrated after a long day's grind, his superhero is smart enough and knows all the right words to get the bullies to stop without resorting to fighting.

His superhero fantasy is one he spends a lot of time on, the first one he goes for when struggling to sleep at night, and he can picture it so clearly. Captain marvel is big and bright and kind, strong enough to lift the boxes for the old lady up the road who's moving all by himself, fast enough to catch Jamie who fell out of the tree on Saturday and broke his leg and couldn't come to class for weeks. He appears at the entrance to alleys when Billy is cornered, he steps up behind to cover for him when he gets caught shoplifting, he sits at the bus stop with him when it's pouring rain and the right bus doesn't seem to be coming.

And then the wizard comes, or rather whisks him away, and like a magician from a fairytale breathes life into his imaginary friend until Billy feels thrice his size and a million times more invincible.

From then on, captain marvel is a real hero, just like Billy is a real boy, and as one they save the whole city, and then the whole world, and get cats down from trees and help Mrs Victoria move the last of her boxes and she gives them a pinch in the cheek and cookies for the road and sometimes it hurts but it's so much better than he imagined.

[metabolizemotions]

It was such a wonderful surprise that Marina was actually the focus of the cliffhanger of the penultimate episode of the entire series. They have been one of the main and most important emotional cores of the show. It was so bittersweet & disheartening to finally have that for a w|w we've fought for, for so long, only for it to be taken away far too soon.

…the world… is on fire… we can be together while the world is burning…

… the world is changing right now as we’re standing here, the world is changing and it’s beautiful… now what I know is that I want to be in this beautiful mess of a changing world with you… I loved the 360 tracking shot of the proposal scene. It was a grand, dramatic effect, like their world was spinning out of control.

On a bigger scale, the 709 ending sequence was the ultimate climax of the arc of their relationship - a revolving juxtaposition of their biggest dream & deepest fear realizing at the same time. With Helm, a younger queer woman who looked up to Marina, yet again witnessing another of their important milestones, with Carina. While Maya was with Andy, her best and oldest friend & teammate. They've walked in and out of so many fires - literal or otherwise - together. They just talked about how far they've come and where they were heading next.

I love how the writing, directing and editing of this episode worked together to create something larger than the sum of its parts. Like 704, but bigger. Both episodes had great visual storytelling too. Even before the climatic scene, the arc shots around & the blocking of Maya or Carina spoke volumes.

They were either thinking of or looking for each other. Their expressions and tones conveyed the fears & hopes not entirely revealed by their words. The foreshadowing.

The love scene also centered them - their desires and pleasure. I could also see this scene doubling as a trigger shot scene.... where Carina helps Maya with the shot, kisses it all better then takes it further... Carina is an expert on orgasm for pain relief after all 😏

[sinisteryuri]

ok. tragically separated wwi era vampire twins.

[3416]

girl you okay? 😭

absolutely fucking not klfjsdklfjsdkl. look at these gifs and tell me you are

[orbital-inclination]

*tries to fill prompt*

*Rem and Nightmare aim for the jugular, simostaniously, and wrench the keyboard out from under my fingers*

Boys, boys!! This was supposed to be related to Broken Glass how did this happen

[sysig]

Hard to borrow bespoke tailoring (Patreon)

[asavt]

Hey guess who is still thinking about that post-fire au thingy I posted like... not long ago?

I'm having ideas float in my head, also frustration from not knowing how to draw helpy.

[skeletalheartattack]

so for like, a decade plus, i've been searching for a youtube video i remember seeing back in 2007, and i've finally managed to make some headway:

good news: i've found it

bad news: it's lost media

[quortknee]

some of my durges heehee some of my tavs: [part 1] [part 2]

[savage-rhi]

Fuchgenta??

[philcoulsonismyhero]

I keep getting rejected from conventions that I've been doing for multiple years this year and I heard on Friday that I didn't get Scotland Comic Con, which I've relied on for the last two years to be able to pay my fucking rent over the winter when there's no events, and it makes me want to scream because what the fuck am I supposed to do about it?? I'm making new stuff reasonably regularly, I make really good sales when I get into cons, I go out of my way to be reliable and show up on time and do everything they want exhibitors to do, and it's just flat rejection after flat rejection, sometimes without even the courtesy of a spot on a waiting list or a cursory 'sorry, we got a lot of applicants and we've got limited space'.

I don't know what I'm doing wrong, I don't think I even am doing anything wrong, I'm just getting repeatedly fucked over by event organisers who just see me as a way of increasing their own ticket sales rather than a human being trying to make a living.

And, like, part of me gets that I've been doing this for a while and folks who are new to it deserve a chance to get a foot in the door, but my ability to be charitable runs out when the biggest convention in the country decides no, we don't have enough room in our fuck-off huge venue for everyone so bye, fuck you, that ~15% of your yearly income that you rely on making at this con is just going up in smoke.

I like doing conventions, I'm good at it and it's fun, but it's getting Really Fucking Stressful to have my ability to eat and pay bills decided increasingly arbitrarily by the same five events companies who don't seem to give the slightest shit about anyone.

And I don't know what to do about it because the reason I'm doing this is because I'm too fucking autistic to get a real job, and I got kicked to the kerb by the benefits lot a few years ago because that system's fucking broken too, and the more effort I put in the less work I seem to actually get and frankly I want to fucking break something

[fidgetspringer]

Silly little mock-up cause i'm itching to get started.

[mothric]

anyway weird al just dropped a new polka medley

[dravid-writes]

Imagine you have horns, but you're in a really shitty situation and the people with power over you don't want you to have your horns. Having horns makes you a threat, makes them scared you'll fight back, so they file your horns down or just cut them off. Whenever your horns grow back, they're filed back down, never getting a chance to be more than bumps on your head.

Eventually you finally get out. You make it on your own for a while, figuring things out, and your horns gradually grow in. You can take care of yourself now, you can defend yourself. And you're alone.

One day, you meet someone. They're nice, friendly, and the time you spend with them is good. You meet them again. And again, and again, feeling more and more comfortable around them each time. Eventually, the topic of housing comes up, and when you bring up how much cheaper it is to share a place, they say that sounds like a great idea.

And as you sit on the couch together, you feel happier than you've ever felt. Being with them makes everything feel perfect. You lean into them-

And stab them with your horns.

Later that day, they open the bathroom door to find you taking a nail file to your horns. They snatch it from you. "No, stop, what are you doing?!"

"I'm fixing them. I'm making myself safe."

"Don't do that. Don't... destroy yourself like this."

"It's okay. If it's for you, then it's okay."

"I don't want you to do this. I don't want you to cut off parts of yourself for me, I want you to be happy."

"Being with you is the happiest I've ever felt. I'll give anything to stay with you."

"You don't need to do this."

"But I'm dangerous. What if I hurt you again?"

"Then I'll get another bandage and we'll talk about how to avoid it next time. It'll be okay. We'll figure it all out. For now..."

They hand you a pair of these:

[teatitty]

So lets talk about this for a second:

Obviously we know through his many appearances in Vigilantes that Mic ends up more of an entertainment hero who dabbles in both battle and rescue [namely crowd control] but I would like to posit another way in which his quirk is suited for rescue work: dealing with traumatised and scared individuals who have to give statements

Mic's voice quirk is never shown its full capabilities but we know from his introduction that he can hit incredible highs and low bass which brings to mind for me that he can do a shitton of impressive things with it we just never get to see. Namely? Getting into that perfect hertz register that calms stress and soothes anxiety. Similar to how a cat purring is known to help with panic attacks and other health concerns, it wouldn't surprise me at all if Mic was a hero who gets called in to deal with people who need that soothing register and calming presence, such as kids curled up in corners who want to accept help but are too scared to do so, or a young adult who needs to give statements after getting battered etc

And given that we know he's great at crowd control and just being an overall People Person [we see it in the main series on rare ocassions but thank you vigilantes for showing it far more consistently], he probably would know when to be the big bombastic MC and when to be a gentler hand. There is, after all, more to being a rescue hero than just clearing debris and putting out fires