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[bitter-hibiscus]

To be honest I think that a lot of people who share the anti Jason Todd sentiment don't even actually hate Jason. I think a lot of them hate what he forces the narrative to do.

Jason forces the subversion of the hero genre -- he's the single, most extreme proof that Batman's hero fantasy wouldn't be effective in real life, and therefore Jason showing up can take you out of the universe really fast really hard. A lot of people are here for what comics are meant to offer, the one man hero fantasy that makes you Feel Good, and Jason showing up doesn't Allow you to enjoy it! And if that's the case, you're completely justified in not liking Jason, he takes you out of the thing you enjoy.

I think a lot of you don't actually find his personality or acts annoying in of themselves, you just hate what those actions do to the genre itself. And I think once you realize that and start looking at comics like actual pieces of literature, Jason and shitty comics both will become a lot less rage inducing to you.

[green-static]

I know I said I would draw pregnant Sam next but I heard this and it was just so max I had to draw it immediately

[changingplumbob]

So going to bed early did nothing because lucky me it seems to be stomach flu 🫠 I got basically no sleep because everything hurts and I can't keep water down for more than a few hours at the moment. So take this as my "I'll be out of commission the next few days" message. I'll try get on here and there to distract myself because I love the writing that's coming, but please excuse me if I don't manage to comment on your posts as I am a bundle of tired and hungry and nauseous. Also if you have any tips for surviving stomach flu let me know, I'll try an iceblock later for breakfast.

[gorehoundhammett]

this is what I mean by filled out.

from Seoul 2006.

[notdailynoco]

what if noco was yuri….. thoughts.. 👀👀

day 68: yuri

[psycholesbians]

vampire stuilly on my mind. billy taking stu's mortality so they can be together forever. stu accepting it because that's all he's ever wanted. billy taking his life, but it was nothing but an "i love you." because what else is more showing of their devotion than spending eternity in death together? two sinners finding god within each other. taking each other apart with claws and teeth in an act that is all violence and even more love. it's all untamed and wild and vicious, full of hunger and lust— just as it is tender and loving and special, with soft touches and unrelenting adoration.

they're wild animals who hunt and fight, but they share a house and a coffin and a secret understanding that this is their forever. they bite and rip each other apart, dig into each others flesh— then they kiss and caress the wounds like they need to be worshipped and remembered before they're gone.

they've seen the worst of each other, and yet they stay. their souls are intertwined in ways they don't even understand. it all just... is.

[thesillygoosecompany1]

TALKING ABOUT THAT NEW DREAM PRODUCTION SHOW BECAUSE I LIKED IT TO AN INHUMAN EXTENT

lol I’ve got a presentation and an essay due for tomorrow that I’ve not even started BUT WE’RE DOING THIS INSTEAD 🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳💥💥💥✨✨✨✨✨✨ (spoilers obvs)

I think the concept that’s most interesting about this is the sort of symbolism they have with the executive producer. Like, her job is to make sure everything is running and the business side of it. However, she doesn’t actually care about the viewer (Riley) she just cares about the business of it and how it needs to be “mature” (like how movie producers don’t really care about the audience, they just care about money and how they’re studio will look).

This eventually leads to the last episode where she takes full creative control over something that she shouldn’t be doing and something that she doesn’t really know about. Just like producers are getting more and more involved in the movies they’re making.

I’m so annoyed my brain is literally this right now. I have so many ideas about character animation and character analysis and why Paula is such a good lead for a comedy and Xeni being and absolute icon and Richard Ayoade (idk how to spell his name) is one of the best voice actors in the business right now and how all the characters are technically still Riley and they all like the same Canadian guy instantly and how all their brains still work like a 12 year old and I could honestly go on for ages but the thoughts aren’t words they’re ideas and I can’t explain them 😭😭😭

[realmustaine]

I’m sorry but why was Dave born with a permanent smirk. Like his kid photos show it too like WHY WAS HE BORN WITH A PERMANENT SMIRK.

[lokimobius]

WIP Wednesday

Thank you for tagging me @elodiah @insomniaflarrow 💚

I finally know where I'm going with this fic. I just have to finish it... 😀

Mobius had too much time on his hands. He knew this because he was staring at his Loki poster (again), wondering what his expression would look like if he could see it. Would he look proud? Sad? Determined? The artwork was beautiful, but he couldn't help but feel frustrated with the artist for not conveying any hint of Loki's emotions. Why did they choose to paint only a silhouette? He knew it was a ridiculous thing to be upset about, but he couldn't help it. He had nothing else to do but think. If the artist had chosen to capture Loki's face, they would've had to actually speak to him to understand how he felt. The mere thought of that made him bristle, and he felt his jaw clench. What gave the artist the hypothetical right to speak to Loki before he had the chance to? Who were they to have access to something he desired so intensely? He huffed and leaned back in his seat, crossing his feet as he continued to stare at the poster. Admittedly, he wanted to be the first to know if Loki was doing alright. And now that he thought about it, he didn't care if that came off as selfish or sad; Loki was his friend, not the artist's. Out of everyone in the multiverse, didn't he deserve to—

no pressure tags: @thosegayoldmen @kcscribbler @in-my-loki-feels @loki-is-my-kink-awakening

@blackbirdofasgard @boredintjqueen @devilbearingtrouuble @distracteddream

[bitter-hibiscus]

Please love me, Judas.

Based on a statue of Judas Iscariot kissing Jesus Christ in the Garden of Gethsemane.

[green-static]

Writing Sam and Max’s dialogue, some tips!

Yeah, so I just wanted to get on here and try to talk about how I write Sam and Max. No one asked me to I just kind of felt like sharing.

So the biggest thing that I noticed when reading fanfiction is that a lot of people tend to make Sam more mellow. Essentially they try to make him seem sane compared to Max which yes you can do, but you need to make sure that you keep Sam not seeming mentally stable all the time.

I mean, he literally killed a fast food employee because they didn’t make his food right. Sure he let Max do the torturing to death thing, but he did pull his gun out on him. And he told Max to do it. He also murdered like a hundred people at one time and only said “man I kind of feel bad about this” did we forget that he and Max kept a man locked in their closet until he died? What I’m trying to get at is Sam is not the sane member of the freelance police. He just has some semblance of self-control is well spoken and relatively soft mannered.

Examples of Sam being generally violent

For example, let’s say they’re going to commit murder. Sam might say, “I think I’ll shoot this guy to make him stop talking.” But Max might say “ if I rip out your vocal cords and tie your small intestines around your throat will that keep your trap shut?” The point is Max is more unhinged with what he says but Sam still says the same thing just in a way that makes it come off as more normal. (Compared to max anyway.) they are both violent, but Max comes across as more violent due to the way he says it.

You also have when Max says something batshit insane and Sam just adds on to it.

“Sam, what do you think would happen if I threw Harry Moleman into an industrial frier? His face makes me seethe with anger.”

“Just make sure to throw away oil after, I don’t wanna eat anything that had his body anywhere near it”

My biggest piece of advice when it comes to writing them is just don’t be normal. Sam and Max deeply care about each other. They may show aggression towards each other, but most of the times it’s still in an affectionate manner and neither one of them gets seriously hurt. Sam and Max are unconventional characters so your writing needs to be unconventional as well.

When I write them, the first thing that I do is I read the dialogue and I think to myself “would a well adjusted member of society say this?” if the answer is no, then I’m on the right track. 

And make sure that you’re engaging with a canon media and not just fanon media. It can be really easy to have your perception of a character changed based off of the fanfiction or fan works that you’re reading/engaging with. So making sure that you’re regularly going back to the source material is important . 

OK, I guess that’s all for now. If y’all have any specific questions you want asked about how I write them go ahead. I run an ask blog so if you wanna read what I do to see how I write them then yeah you can do that.

Ask blog -> @freelancepolicedotcom

And just to clarify, you don’t have to write them this way. this is just how I write them and I’m just sharing in case any aspiring writers out there need help with these funny guys. If this helped you write anything, please send them to me I love to read fanfiction. 

[changingplumbob]

Slow start today but I updated my game. I don't think anything major broke? Byron has more days in his age span than he should but I think it's because he completed some checkpoint on the souls journey meter? There was a pop up when it happened saying he now had more days to live but silly me assumed it would be added to like his elder stage. Instead it seems to be added to his YA stage which is going to annoy me and screw up ages. How am I meant to calculate ages in my rotational save for example if it does that?

TLDR: if you know how to turn off the extra days from souls journey tell me please

[generation-of-vipers]

sometimes nostalgia brings forth my metaphysical ache in a way that is so inexplicably painfully satisfying.

nostalgia brings forth such an overwhelmingly spiritual sense of purpose for me. And I find nostalgia in a lot of things— in the chord progression of a song I haven’t heard before, in the cold breeze of an autumn morning, in the feeling of warm and gentle breath upon my face— come to life by a whisper of words I may not remember the next morning. Nostalgia is scary for me. It feels displaced, sometimes— and it reminds me of how much older I’m getting, how my tree of life has grown branches and roots so deep that in order to pull me from the ground, you’d have to excavate my earth and pray I fall that way. But nostalgia, in that same sense of fear, is incredibly grounding. I am here. I am alive. I have made memories, I have existed amongst other forms of life. It reminds me that no matter how much I wish to be a formless sense of energy, I will always have my humanity and this mind of mind has experienced part of the universe— and it has experienced my own universe. There is a utopia in my mind full of tramlines and cars and roads and bridges. There is a society formed by thoughts in place of people— my conscious self shall govern the society as I personally know it. I am a membrane of the universe. I am the universe as it knows itself. Nostalgia reminds me of that— it reminds me of the life my physical body leads and the life my metaphysical mind experiences. I love it and hate it for that, truly, it depends on the day.

Sometimes, nostalgia is my biggest weakness. It will make me open doors that have been shut for a reason— it will made me stay around people whom are undeserving of my presence (O, how pretentious!). It will open healed wounds just to check if I still bleed red. But with all of my self actualisation and realisation, I hope to grasp nostalgia in a way to look at it as simply nostalgia. A feeling. A moment. It shall ignite my ache and justify the means to my end— my denouement, but it shall not rule over me so callously and drive me to commit acts only committed by such a fool, someone with a lack of self preservation in the physical and metaphysical. Nostalgia and myself will work together smoothly— I will be the car driving along a dead road, and nostalgia will be the sign telling me to stop and to turn around— ‘you’re at a dead end’ , it will tell me through the air conditioning of my truck. — it will guide me to turn around and to drive toward and along the road of new experiences. One day, it will. And I will love it so much more— i will send it flowers every Valentine’s Day in the form of a dream given to me by nostalgia. I will find it more intimate, and it will treat me as it always has.

I’ve been meaning to talk more about my own personal philosophy— I’ve mentioned it in passing in the past but it’s such a massive part of who I am and how I perceive life. I may speak more on it in the near future, but I woke up today to a caressing coldness in stagnant air that felt like it belonged to the girl I was a decade ago— and decided to sit and write something up on nostalgia.

[variousqueerthings]

some things i like about ray and fraser that make them very different from dynamics that have similarish surface ideas

@pigtailedgirl this was the post i was working on (and then kept in my drafts for aaaages)

the fact that they became ride-or-die within a day of knowing one another. this especially on ray's side (i think pilot!fraser is mostly grieving and doesn't quite realise for a hot second how much ray would do for him, although it becomes apparent i think, latest when ray shows up in canada after having checked himself out of hospital post-got-exploded). this story gave us one scene of initial misunderstandings and then dropped all of that "unwilling allies" stuff that is staple to these kinds of stories and immediately changed gear into ray dropping everything for fraser -- his other cases, his family dinner, his hospital stay after getting literally blown up for him. and that baseline is only ever challenged once in the episode juliet is bleeding because ray is going through some seriously messed up stuff

burning down the house is a separate point i want to make, which relates to how openly affecting ray's leaving is to fraser. there's no trying to diminish that connection. there's also a lot of time given to the idea that ray hasn't simply "left" him, but is actively letting him know that he is thinking about him (that he promised to get in touch and then at the end he did). the emotional honesty of it without resorting to trying to diminish it for fear of seeming not manly enough. which, speaking of...

a lack of macho posturing. obviously fraser as a lead character not having this is very refreshing on its own, but there have been characters like that to an extent before -- the "oddball" to the "straight (literally) man." what's fun is that while ray is abrasive and at times challenged by fraser's worldview, he's never afraid of being emotionally open with him, touching him, taking care of him, letting him know how much he means to him. the show very rarely pays lip-service to more macho ideas about gruffness and not wanting to show too much emotion, and even then the actual dynamic is consistently the polar opposite of that, so much that it seems weird/indicative of something more going on when they do struggle to communicate

ray's caretaking -- speaking of all of the above, ray's core personality is based in many interesting seemingly conflicting ideas (he contains multitudes) and one of these is his intense caretaking of fraser both in body and soul. he tries to make sure that fraser doesn't physically hurt himself, while also teaching him to stand up for his emotional well-being. this starts way back in the pilot as well, when he helps fraser with his grief by offering a kind ear and making sure he isn't on his own (and is eating!) by making him come have dinner with his family. and he throws himself in front of a grenade for him. jeez. and then there's all the money he's spends on him.... and the riv (RIP. three times)

also. i like that they're playful with one another, again, from very early on. there's a sense of mutual respect in that playfulness, they're on the same wavelength practically immediately and it comes out in the ease with which they joke around with each other

i like when they argue, which happens rarely, but when it does, reads as duos (duets) arguing together rather than trying to tear each other down (handbooks for good relationships), that is, almost always (juliet is bleeding aside, but fraser knows this) when they argue, it's because of something that frustrates in relation to wanting to get closer to one another, rather than trying to hurt each other or feeling bitter/jealous/unkind about each other. the closeness is for example ray pointing out how fraser's tendency towards putting Duty first hurts both of them, or that he thinks fraser should acknowledge his less overtly positive emotions (feel his feelings) and in fraser it's pointing out that ray needs to be less self-conscious or societally bound at times where he's being prejudiced (at the bdsm club, about drag) and also in asking ray to trust his sleuthing (which ray pretty much always does especially as we move into s2, but he allows himself to ask for proof), which are both things that free ray from societal constraints and also allow him to get closer to fraser

in essence i like that the core concept of them is ray (tired, bitter, just getting on with the damn day after day after day) searching for something and that "something" is everything that fraser embodies, and ray's Mission almost from the moment they meet becomes to protect and preserve fraser's innermost needs, so that he can continue to be those things and that he learns from that and trusts that he is not so dissimilar to fraser in some ways (my man... got blown up.... and then went to canada... pilot episode..... he just needs to believe he has more value)

and that for fraser (emotionally closed off but simultaneously bad at setting any kinds of boundaries, too trusting but also doesn't allow himself to be vulnerable, not used to being put first including by himself) ray allows him to become more playful and open and not be afraid of being vulnerable for potentially the first time since he was a child, to let down his guard and not be constantly bound to his idea of Duty and Service, and yeah, to be a bit selfish

and they're never scared of being these things with each other. it's just very refreshingly poking holes in tropes

[connorboyyy]

Thinking about deviant Connor looking in the mirror and seeing nothing more than a man-made appliance—just a case full of wires. Even his blood nothing more than a component to the machine.

And thinking about Hank’s gentle reminders that follow. Hell, I’m just a sack of veins and blood, just like you. Different stuff, but same design.

It’s the mind that counts, he says, tapping Connor on the LED still spinning yellow. All my emotions are just signals from my brain. Just like yours.

Hank could go on to say that Connor doesn’t have to be human. He can be this new, intelligent species that’s utterly separate. That his advanced intellect probably leads to more intense signals. Intensified emotions, quicker thinking, stronger body…

But he doesn’t. That’s not what Connor wants to hear yet. Connor just wants to feel real. While he holds Connor in his arms and feels very human-like tension in the body he’s cradling, he just smiles at that simple task at hand.

They can just focus on accomplishing that first.