#so i wanna post stuff without tags. so its not all cluttered

[synthshenanigans]

I now have an alt account where I will post random things and talk about nonsensical ideas. If that sounds interesting have a go at it: @starfall-calamity >:}

[getvalentined]

may i ask about the very specific vincent headcanon :D from the baby onesie post LOL

This is pretty long, so I'm gonna put it under a cut because it's all headcanon stuff so I don't wanna clutter up the dash or tags for anyone who isn't interested. I explained this in a discord server the same day as that post, so a lot of this is just copypasted from there and thus isn't written in the same tone as my usual explanations, so my apologies for that.

First, some establishing context: my Vincent's mother was named Sayoko (Sayo to her friends) and she was a Summoner out of Wutai. Her family is particularly important to the culture, to the point that they still head up the one remaining summoner temple in the world, because they're the only family that presents with what's colloquially referred to as "aeon matching." This means that sometimes when one of them is born, an aeon is born with them, connected to the summoner in question at birth. The summoner sort of serves as a living materia, and at the point of their death the juvenile aeon disconnects and joins the rest of their kind in the ether between the Lifestream and the Void.

This is referred to as a personal aeon—most summoners even in Sayo's family don't have them, but those that do are almost terrifyingly gifted, and also highly at risk of things like…brain aneurysms. They're also at risk of uncontrolled incarnate summoning, where the aeon takes control of the summoner's body and uses it without their permission, so it's super important that summoners with personal aeons be heavily trained starting quite young, usually around 5-7 years old. (This is around the age it's possible to even tell if the kid has the gift in the first place.) Personal aeons are occasionally picked up on sooner, but it's pretty rare due to the inability for small children to understand the individuality of the mind. Little kids assume everyone knows what they know until they're about 4-5, and it's within a couple years of this that summoning and/or personal aeons present.

Sayo was very rebellious and ran away from the temple when she was 17, crossed the ocean, got an education, got married, and left that whole life behind her—and she had a personal aeon, but because she was fully trained it didn't impact her life very much. It's very very rare for a summoner with a personal aeon to have children who also possess personal aeons, because while summoning is genetic, the binding of an aeon is strictly based on the flow of energy through the planet at the time. Vincent is biracial, since my Grimoire is Junonese, so Sayoko wasn't worried about him at all—the gene responsible for summoning presents equally among different ethnicities, but it's recessive, so the likelihood of it presenting in Vincent at all was slim to none.

Sayo died when Vincent was seven years old, and his personal aeon (a particularly unpleasant creature going by the name of Hellmasker) fronted for the first time when Vincent was eight.

It was just a juvenile, and Vincent was a skinny, bookish, untrained child, so it couldn't do much. But it could essentially "take the wheel" and put Vincent's personality into temporary stasis while causing all kinds of trouble because it's like an untrained and overly energetic dog that's been locked inside for its entire life. This…basically set the stage for the rest of Vincent's life in some way or another.

Vincent being a summoner from a line with the issue of incarnate summoning is where the transformations come from. He has the ability to channel an aeon through his body, and as an adult he could have done it physically rather than just via personality, but doing that is always fatal. The process of reshaping the body to house the energy of what is essentially a demigod, regardless of age, will always kill the host at the point that the demigod withdraws.

…Vincent can't die. Meaning he can just do that. And he will survive. He's untrained so he can't control it, and he doesn't actually have any clue that that's what it is, but that's why it presented that way in Hojo's experimentation.

That's why the personalities of his monsters are so different from his own, while the only other character who had anything close to this ability (Azul) was still in line with himself when transformed. One of the other characters turned into the vessel of a Weapon (Weiss) also doesn't lose himself in the process. This is because they didn't perform incarnate summoning, they utilized controlled mutation.

Hellmasker is a whole aeon to himself, and Chaos is a bigger fish even than that, but neither of them are Vincent.

The other two are. Technically. Sort of.

Galian Beast and Death Gigas are mentally mostly just Vincent with bits of his personality sliced off, because they're not actually aeons so much as…the possibility of eventual aeons? They latched onto Vincent automatically due to a combination of what he is and what was done to him, but they're concepts that were still "cooking" in the Lifestream and are thus neither complete nor unique.

Unlike Hellmasker and Chaos, Vincent's first two monsters are physically based on creatures that already exist in the world, and mentally based on Vincent's experiences under Hojo. Galian Beast is desperation to escape and a thirst for revenge, the feelings of being treated like an animal, and presents similarly to a scary creature that actually exists and Vincent had fought in the past—a behemoth. Death Gigas is pain and trauma and frustration, the feeling of being defeated and defiled, and presents similarly to a scary creature that Vincent had only ever heard stories about—a gigas, which you can find near the Northern Crater in the OG. Galian Beast is too small to be a real behemoth, because Vincent was too weak to get out; Death Gigas is all piecemeal and broken, because Vincent had been taken apart and put back together and he knew it.

Galian is Vincent if Vincent were a wild animal that was backed into a corner, and Death Gigas is Vincent if Vincent were as undead and monstrous as he thinks he is. Both were very much shaped by Hojo's treatment of Vincent in the experiments.

Like...you know how you can use human stem cells and specific stimuli on a rat to grow human ears and noses and stuff? Vincent is the rat, the proto-aeons were stem cells and Hojo provided the stimuli.

And that's what I meant when I say that Vincent looks like his father but inherited his mothers insane powers.

(This is also why Sephiroth was able to fuse with Jenova instead of being consumed by her entirely. In this regard, he takes after his sire more than any of his other parents.)

Also I feel like I gotta explain that in headcanon-land, "aeon" is a term that's rarely used outside Wutai—the common term is "eidolon," but that actually means something different! An aeon is literally anything that can be summoned from the ether (this term is not appropriate to use in describing Weapons, which have physical, tangible forms on the human plane of existence; aeons are energy capable of manifesting physically), while an eidolon is an aeon with a functional summoning materia. Odin is an eidolon, Hellmasker is not, but they're both aeons.

As a note, Fuhito technically performed incarnate summoning, but it was a unique variation because Zirconiade had a semi-functional materia—Fuhito would have died when Zirconiade withdrew regardless, but because it was a Weapon rather than an aeon, the withdrawal process would have taken significantly longer without intervention. Likewise, the materia helped to prime Fuhito to receive Zirconiade by turning it into a summoning process rather than a hosting process as seen in Vincent and Weiss. His whole situation is just a very different animal.

[capricornus-rex]

The Haunt of Redemption (1)

Sequel to: A Path I Can’t Follow

Chapter 1: The Little Heartache That Went With It | Cal Kestis x Reader

Summary: It has been months since your last encounter with Cal, at that time he was a fledgling Inquisitor. In an ironic twist of fate, you cross paths and blades with him once again, and he’s keen on turning you into an Inquisitor as well—unless you bring him back to the light first.

Tags: Dark Side! Cal Kestis, Inquisitor! Cal Kestis, Redemption Arc! Cal Kestis

Also posted in AO3

Next: Chapter 2 | Masterlist

1 of ?

CAL’S DESCENT, THE SAME DAY

Barely escaping the TIE fighters that deployed from the command ship that’s standing by the orbit of Koboth, the Mantis had masked its trail as it jumped into hyperspace.

Greez had punched the coordinates back to Bogano.

Aside from becoming an easy target, for one thing, it has become your home—especially for you and Cal. You only had the chance to collect all of the consumables stored in the abode and workshop before leaving the planet for an indefinite time. Your nap was short-lived, you were restless even if Cere had told you to ease up in your room, so you quickly rejoined them in the cockpit.

“Sit tight, we’re landing,” said the captain, suddenly there was a firm tone in his voice but your ignored it.

“Bogano?” a puzzled look painted all over your face. “Won’t the Inquisitors find us here?”

“I figured we make a pit stop first to gather some supplies,” Cere replied.

“I take it we won’t be back here for a while, huh?”

Cere’s eyes did the talking. You didn’t need her to say the word. For you, she was somewhat easy to read.

The Mantis bounced on its landing gears’ suspensions, you bring your arm close to BD-1 for him to crawl on and then perch on you before springing out of the co-pilot seat and then stride to the door. Cere stood up from her seat and caught up.

“Listen to me, [y/n]. Gather what you can and then head straight back to the ship, do you understand?”

“Way ahead of you,”

“She means it, kid, I’m serious too!” Greez cuts in from the cockpit. “The ship is still blowing off steam from that jump into hyperspace and I don’t wanna stress the compressor and be caught like a sitting duck—by the Empire no less!”

You exit the ship and sprinted towards the small mesa. Along the way, you made a mental list of what supplies to get and where you’ve kept them.

“Supplies, food, tools. Abode, kitchen, workshop,” you repeated these words as you ran across the plains.

With your speed and momentum, you were able to make the jump to the high ground, when you pulled yourself up you were already at the mesa where the abode is. You were almost too afraid to enter.

Deep breaths. You put one foot in front of the other and the abode was in sight. You slid down the rope and the thick metal grate made a clanging sound at the impact of your boots.

You snatched a bag and ran to the kitchen, ransacking your own pantry and cupboards for food rations that you have stored, thinking that Greez will have better use for them. Supplies and consumables found in the workbench area were stuffed in a separate backpack.

“Where is it? Oh!” you mutter to yourself. “The room!

At first, you were greatly hesitant in setting foot into your bedroom. Your hands pawed the air, searching for the power switch in the dark. One big, deep breath.

Click.

Lights hummed as they flickered into life—the room lights, the light from the control panels and the screens, all of it. The clutter on the personal workbench remained undisturbed, exactly the way you left it before you left for Magyon. You couldn’t help but look around, every inch and corner of the house has something to do with him.

You rummaged the cabinets and chests for supplies and tools that will be useful in the long run. You walked and went to every part of the room, searching for things in your personal hiding spots—both yours and Cal’s—that may have something of use.

Gathering stuff while having so many things running in your mind right now worked you up. You sat on the end of the bed to take a breather. You fiddled your fingers while catching your breath and calming yourself down.

“Boo…?”

“Oh, BD…” you sighed sadly. “I can’t believe he’s gone.”

The little droid trilled a long and low tone, but quickly jerked his head up as if coming up with an idea. He positioned himself straight and upfront, back turned to you, and a click came from him.

Blue light fizzled into existence, a distorted voice garbled along with it as the resolution cleared out on its own. You assumed BD-1 was playing another saved recording of Cordova. Your heart skipped a beat when the droid projected something else.

“Are you getting this, BD? Yeah…? Okay. So… How do I start?”

“Cal?” you shifted in your seat.

“Wow… Heh. This is harder than I thought.”

The projection paced around, shoulders shifting until they were comfortable, trying to stand properly still as he spoke.

“Hey, [y/n]. I guess BD-1 finally showed you this recording. You never knew about it because it was something I kept from you and I have my reason—most of the time, I just wished it was part of a pleasant surprise.” The tone of Cal’s voice went from casually sweet to somber. “I’ve made this recording long ago; although, by the time BD will have shown this to you, I don’t have any idea how long time has passed since then.”

You stood up from the bed, your height level with the hologram projection of Cal.

“I guess this is the part that I say my reason for storing this recording, huh? Of course, you’d want to know now. I don’t blame you though—you’ve got every right to know.”

Cal’s posture started to feel more natural and laidback, doing his habitual stance whenever he’s relaxed. You take one step close to the hologram. Your eyes have begun to sting as you tried to resist tearing up.

“This… has always been in my mind lately. I couldn’t help but think of how much I love you, how much I want to protect you and keep you safe. Then at night, I always wonder if there will come a time where…” Cal trailed off and shakily sucked in air, even in his hologram form you could see the distraught in his eyes.

“Where there’ll be a time when something happens to me and I won’t be there for you, to have your back like I always promised, even if it means keeping you safe in return… If that ever happens, I’m so sorry, my love. My love…”

You take another step closer until the space between you was a few, mere inches. Tears finally fell down your cheeks, you could no longer repress them. Your heart ached as he spilled out the words with the distraught in his eyes.

“I’m asking you to not think of this message as a goodbye. No, this is not farewell. The universe and the Force will have to do better to get rid of me from you…” Cal chuckled in his projection, finally seeing that sweet and familiar smile of his.

You bring your hands up to his cheeks. It was wishful thinking, but your eyes kept on staring at Cal’s eyes, hoping that he would gaze back at you tenderly and fondly. But to no avail, your slight desperation had blinded you from the fact that the boy before you is only a hologram projection. Your eyes stung as they grew puffy from crying and the tears have blurred your vision.

“I think it’s much more comforting for both of us to look at this as a reminder. Before you sleep at night, I hope this message reminds me of you; please, darling, think of me, think of how much I love you and always will. Because I’ll do the same for you—not a day will pass by without having the thought of you burned in my mind and in my heart. My love, my baby, my sweet sonnet, I love you so much. Someday, hopefully soon, we’ll be together again. We always find our way to each other, don’t we?”

Cal’s lips curled upwards in the projection, flashing his casual yet sweetest smile, along with the fond gaze that you’ve been wanting to see. His last words made your heart bleed. The knuckles on the back of your hand caressed nothing but thin air, the blue hologram fizzled as your fingertips passed through. The dried-up tears have stained your cheeks while more fell from your eyes. Your knees were still weak and you melted to the floor.

“Oh, BD…” you sobbed. “Come here.”

You beckoned him with open arms. He switched off the projection and leapt into your embrace.

“Since when have you been keeping secrets from me, little guy?” you managed a playful tone.

BD-1 whistled and chirped. You chuckled while cuddling him. Eventually regaining your bearings by taking another breather from all the sobbing.

“Don’t worry, BD, we’ll bring him home soon. You’ll see,”

The little droid trilled a string of notes agreeably, sensing your resolve and the strength of your willful spirit returning to you. You wiped your eyes and take one last look in the abode before shutting all of the power down—leaving it the way it was before you and Cal set foot into this place.

You hurriedly went back to packing and then ran to the workshop through a shortcut. Going back out in the mesa, you carefully dropped to the ledge where the ziplines are. The blast door startled the Boglings lounging about outside and scurried back to their burrows as you wall-ran across the gap until you got to the workshop’s door. You picked up whatever leftover parts that you might need for your lightsaber or any gadget that might come in handy.

“Cere, I’m done. I’m heading back there now,”

“Alright, we’ll be waiting,”

You slung both bags on your body—a sling bag filled with food rations and ingredients, and then a backpack filled with parts and supplies—and effortlessly traversed the plains until you met with Cere waiting for you outside the Mantis.

“Ready?”

“Yep,”

“Take one last look, [y/n], we won’t be here for a while.”

You and Cere glance over your shoulders and watched the afternoon sun shine behind the spire of the Bogano vault. Your eyes panned across the expanse of the planet. You’ll definitely miss everything about this planet, especially the things more than the eye can see—waking up to the sound of pots clattering in the abode’s kitchen, watching the sunrise while sitting at the edge of the mesa, the whistling of the wind in the canyon at the Great Divide.

“We’ll come back. I’m sure of it,” you said so certainly and confidently to Cere.

Not knowing how to react to that, Cere just simply watched you enter the ship and then take one last look of Cordova’s secret planet sanctuary before getting into the ship herself.

Greez was already prepping the ship for takeoff, typing the coordinates of their next destination in a pattern of button presses on the keypad. After stashing the bags in their rightful places, you joined the crew in the cockpit and saw the coordinates copied onto your screen in the co-pilot’s seat.

This planet is new to you but apparently Greez knows about it. Anything goes, you thought. And then the Lateron captain cranked the lever and left Bogano.

[irkenheretic]

okay i promised id do it and im doing it: Explaining The Plot Of That AU I’m Vague About: The Post

(as i was preparing to write this i actually got my 250th follower, which slapped)

so i’m just gonna start with the simple version, which is this: it’s a rebel AU which primarily centers around the tallest, who are both defective. they give up on trying to make any meaningful changes as figureheads, and instead direct their attention to being involved with the “neo defect revolution,” or NDR. they do manage to make one change as tallest- there is a garbage dump planet turned into a sanctuary for defectives (who in this au are executed once discovered,) and eventually enough of the populace finds out about it that the tallest have to deal with it. they finesse their way into kicking it out of the empire, so now it’s its own planet with its own rules, governments, and most importantly, immigration policies and protections

a lot of stuff happens and it’s gonna be structured using arcs, and each arc has a separate protagonist/deuteragonist/tritagonist lineup (but that doesnt mean the same lineup won’t be used multiple times!) and yes the insane list of OCs are for this au alone: some arcs are very OC-centric, some have OCs as supporting characters, and a couple are all-OC or mostly-OC. 

its going to be very longform and it’ll span from the tallest’s elite training days to twenty years after zim arrives on earth. (the 20 year gap btwn zim arriving on earth and the story proper isnt as tightly plotted as later tho.) the point is to see how a revolution on the scale of the NDR works, who was fucked over by defact laws, who was fucked over by other laws, etc. theres a lot of lore and a lot of headcanons i made for this AU and even a conlang. i am a being of hubris. itll be a series of fics, some multichapter and some oneshots. 

the series as a whole is gonna be called Invader Zim: Annexed or just Annexed for short. its a pun on an irken word that sounds similar but means the exact opposite. i am not explaining more bc itll be explained in the fic itself. but thats why the tag for it is #anx lmao

i didnt mean for this to be as long as it got but under the cut im gonna breakdown some of the early arcs:

so it all starts with a fanfic called Love Is The H-Word (no the “h-word” isn’t “hell.) it centers around red and purple as elites-in-training, who do a little whoopsie and have an egg. purple doesnt wanna smuggle it into a smeetery, bc then he’ll never see it again, so they go to the defect sanctuary (still a part of the empire at this point.) purple knows he’s defective while red has a hard time accepting that he is as well, due to events from his past. but being around all these other defects are starting to wear down his denial, and the fic is all about that. it also sets up some plot stuff, like how defects adopted a self-identifier in the word “heretic,” hence the sanctuary being named, “heretirk.” (hey look my url!) (no, the “h-word” is not heretic, either.) 

i dont wanna say what happens in that fic bc spoilers, but stuff Happens. its also when we meet some ocs that end up being important, and the existence of others are foreshadowed. this is also where we meet the tallests’ future advisor, rarl kove, for the first time, as a local who decides to keep them company. purple bonds with kove due to their shared interest in politics, while red reluctantly bonds with titch, a young irken (a smeet in heretirken standards, an adult in imperial standards- did i mention he and red are roughly the same age? lol) who is interested in military stuff and thrill-seeking and general destruction. titch is pissed because he claims his father is stealthing on devastis as a military commander, but won’t let titch sneak in as a soldier, as titch is deaf. 

(fun facts: in the au, “titch” is regional slang for “a little bit.” ironically, titch the character is above-average in height.)

due to titch’s deafness, he developed “gesturespeak,” irken sign language, so he can communicate. this existing becomes important later

a oneshot called invade the system is right after h-word in publishing order. it details zim’s exploits in leaving foodcourtia, where he was assigned and infiltrating the invading academy he eventually graduates from (in this au, zim is too short to be an invader, which sucks because the hight minimums for the military are really short to begin with lmao)

the fic chronoligically after H-Word focuses on red and purple being back in their platoon on devastis, specifically red navigating his training and his relationships with two defective platoonmates, pon and zi (who are in h-word a little,) after the realization that he too is defective. it also focuses on how the irken military works, and how they train their soldiers. 

the first arc overall focuses on red and purple going thru training and such, and ends after they graduate and are on the field, working to get commander rank. (they planned to gain commander rank then leave and go back to heretirk to train an army there, as heretirk has.... no army.) in the middle of this, they’re pulled out and told they are to become the next tallest. they debate over staying and taking the job or just running to heretirk, and they ultimately decide to stay.

the next arc i call the “bridge,” tbh. its less tightly plotted than the other arcs; fics are spread apart from each other chronologically and all that. it spans the time after the tallest being appointed to a little after zim arrives on earth. it also has a couple of anthologies focusing on imperial defects- each chapter is a new character. these guys are all important and the easiest way for me to introduce their backstories without cluttering everything up is anthology style, lmao. other things that happen are a look into how the tallest work, eventually culminating with the resolution of the tallest having to Deal With Heretirk, tenn’s rescue from meekrob, and zim on earth obtaining a half-irken smeet named pip due to stealing an Unethical Science Experiment from dib (which is pip.) the bridge is basically just. “heres some stuff that happens between point A and point B so when we get to point B you’re not confused as all hell.�� 

the next arc focuses on zim. in the first fic, pip is sick and zim is trying to get into his neighbor’s pants, to cope. this basically sets up that zim in this au has no idea how to find personal fulfillment in living- he’s only OK if he focuses on pleasing someone else, be it taking care of pip or doting on the neighbor, some rando human named piqu (pronounced, “peek.”) this is mainly a cute romance story with the underlying veneer of “a child is slowly and painfully dying” in the background. fun! 

without spoiling the circumstances, zim and pip end up on heretirk, which at this point is its own independent planet. pip is in the hospital for most of it so zim has to do his own thing. computer fans rejoice bc hes basically zims dad at this point, who tells him to go outside and get some fresh air and talk to the locals instead of schmooping or screaming in anxiety. im sneakily introducing more characters like ini, the “next-gen zim;” a short bio-engineer (she works on PAKs) who was constantly passed over by everyone because they dont trust someone that short or they dont trust someone that spazzy, even though shes actually brilliant. also her brother mo, who’s a pilot that NOBODY will teach military-class ships to (at this point, HTK has a population of ex-military that had their old ships, but still no formal army) because he doesnt talk and they think hes “slow” as a result. for the curious, he is physically able to talk most times, he just doesnt like it. zim ends up teaching him how to fly military-class which ends up being important laterrr

(haha ini and mo. wheres meenie and minie? ILL GET TO THEM)

no really, theyre quadruplets. named ini, myni, minie, and mo. these are real characters. 

minie isnt introduced till later. shes too cool to be the side character in someone elses arc. she is feel uncomfortable when we are not about her.

myni is busy palling around with pip and pip’s friend “elly” (real name elevenn, with two N’s.) elly is a half-meekrob War Crime Baby and tenn’s smeet. he has vision problems (he can “see” energy signatures of things, as opposed to conventional sight. everything is monochrome and he has to really focus to see like, words on a paper. also fuck tablets) but the trade-up is telekinetic powers (that he cant use too much or his brain will melt. fun!) this isnt relevant until the arc AFTER zim’s, where they end up poking around a historical site due to myni’s interest in that kind of thing, and they find logs of an old revolution (that was actually pretty successful in their goal, before they were caught and executed,) that lead them to a man named lefy. he helps with revolutions and helped these guys, and the trio go to seek him out; myni because he wants to impress his parents with helping them, pip because after they’ve recovered enough to walk around and do stuff, feel like they need to justify the choice to save their life and make their dad proud and all that, elly because he doesnt want pip to get hurt and die. And thats where the stuff REALLY starts happening and i cant tell u more sorry

this seemed kind of disjointed but thats bc i cant really be too detailed otherwise id like.... spoil it lmfao. but thats the summary of the first few arcs.

[velveetacrackncheese]

Hey, Rad... Alex... Alexlememe? I know that's the name you used to go by and I know you've kinda disconnected yourself from Viv's fanbase after ZP ended, and I remember your memes and such but I kinda just wanted to get your take on the Hazbin drama since you reblogged the headcanon blog's post on the subject. More or less regarding the issue of her being uncharitable to fans and non-fans alike, plus that one callout post on twitter?

So this is weird. I wasn’t expecting to get asks on the subject since like you said, I’ve generally been disconnected from the fanbase aside from the few reblogs here and there retaining to Hazbin and its more recent developments. But yeah I guess I could give my take on this since I mean.. old fans still follow me. Idk why, but they do!So, really. In regards to that callout post (which is now deleted) I really, really don’t care that much. For one thing, Initially I did because I really hated to see someone be slandered so viciously with inaccurate and uncharitable attacks, but I kinda just stopped because even when I linked the addresses from both Viv, and the Ken dude regarding all the drama mentioned, it was either ignored and resulting in me being called a “pedo sympathizer” or “It wasn’t even an apologyyyyy weh” and like, whatever. I stopped giving a shit.

Terms of the traced animation thing... Lol, ok. I mean homages do exist, and her animation thingy was based on a meme so whatevs.

Anyways,I knew from the very start that the whole “tracing” and “stealing designs” stuff was nonsense since there was an entire like, tumblr drama arc on the issue, and albeit Viv’s post is gone, there’s evidence of legal contracts regarding Jiji and that whole nonsense that was years ago. In regards to her drawing pictures of Blaire White and Shoe… Eh. I mean, yeah, fuck em, but she’s made it clear that she doesn’t support those views anymore, and she wasn’t even really aware of the other things they’d done at that point, and I see no real reason not to believe her because what does lying about that gain her? Yeah her comment on the “blackface” thing if you wanna call it that was dumb as shit, but considering 2016 was a rough year for her in terms of trying to find where she fell in the political sphere, I can relate because I was in the same boat. A lot of sjw cringe comps, shaming feminists, and purposely misgendering transpeople… Not a good time for me either! Course I’ve changed. I went from being a reactionary alt-centrist to an anarchist so. Whether that’s an improvement is up to you.

As for the whole pedo/zoo shit, I really don’t see it. I mean like, look, obviously porn art portraying people fucking feral animals is disgusting right. Not saying it isn’t problematic or anything, but to be fair, she did draw this shit like 8 years ago. I’ve seen worse from even more well-established artists and I don’t see people trying to cancel them? Also, the art was suggestive for one thing and not necessarily 100% porn. I mean it’s still creepy and gross, and I’d understand scolding them if they continued to do so but a lot worse, but I haven’t seen anything like that from Viv past those 2 drawings. As for the pedo shit… The relationship between a 17 year old and a 19 year old is… hardly creepy and reminiscent of pedo shit. So yeah no fuck that. Now with the drawing of Mirage and Kestrel and the tag that said something jokingly like “Mirage and her pedo tendencies” or whatever… Yeah idk, I can’t defend that lmfao. Again, Viv said she disapproves of those drawings and doesn’t care to think about them, but that one piece of artwork definitely had some baggage to it that made me feel uncomfortable after reading the tags.Only issue I took in terms of her addressing that, is that she was very adamant about it being an inside joke… Which if that’s true, you must’ve had some fucked up friends like damn.

I would also like to state that cub art is legitimately disgusting and I am of the belief that it can cause harm depending on the context since I assume the consumption of cub art can reinforce the urge for pedophiles to act on their desires instead of finding healthy coping mechanisms for it through therapy. There have been stories from younger users on the internet that older people have tried to groom them and have the notion of pedos preying on them be normalized by sending them art depicting kids in sexual acts with adults. Of course in isolation cub art isn’t as harmful as the actual act of raping a child, and I would argue that people have their priorities kind of messed up since the illustration being acknowledged should be part of combating pedophiles preying on children. However, people, typically twitter wokescolds tend to focus on the art solely and I don’t know why. There’s a lot of MAPS trying to find their way into LGBT spaces and it’s fucking gross.

Now with Hazbin itself… It’s meh. Initially I watched it with rose-tinted glasses and loved it. After watching it for like… the 3rd, 4th, 5th time? It’s alright. I don’t hate it, but it’s far from perfect. Now ofc I know it’s a pilot but a very lengthy pilot I’ll say. My biggest gripe with the pilot is that the editing is really fucking weird. Like the editing where Angel tells Alastor “I can suck yah dick!” and the scene that followed was really off. It seemed like too many cuts were made in that instance and seemed very cluttered. It also feels that way during Charlie singing “Inside Every Demon is a Rainbow” and how many little animated bits were like almost wiped off the screen by how fast it came by, and ntm there was just so much happening all at once on screen as well. I had to pause at points just to process everything that was happening. The palette is also very, very, verrrry red. There’s so much red going on and like… I get it, it’s in hell. But lemme rest my eyes on something else besides red, please. The palette they use needs to be better diversified, and the same goes for the characters too. Every character seems to have red on them. Whenever Baxter shows up later he’s gonna look really out of place. Some of the jokes were ok, and others seemed non-clever. I didn’t think Angel’s joke about sucking Al’s dick was funny. I did like the joke with Pentious and Angel though. “SON??” Some of it could’ve been written better too.

Regarding the drama with the show itself… Personally I don’t get it. Like, I don’t feel as if Angel is homophobic as a character since his queerness isn’t at the face of the jokes he makes? He just happens to be sex worker which… sex workers are fine? Support sex workers y’all, seriously. There’s also nothing intrinsically wrong with being sexually active either? As long as it’s within reason and you’re being trustworthy.The issue lies in the fact that people viewed the things I just mentioned as negative, and associate it with gay people as said negatively portrayed thing to push the sentiment of “Gay man do sex a lot therefore the gays bad” or that sort of thing. Also there’s a bit where it shows there’s more emotional depth to him and I’m hoping they’ll expand on that later. Honestly though, the criticisms in regards to that have been pretty uncharitable. Same with the criticisms for Vaggie. Apparently Vaggie is racist because… she’s loud and angry? Again, this is a case where people assume those traits are negative, and because it’s assumed to be negative, the negatively portrayed thing pushes the sentiment of “Being a loud fiery woman made, and latina women are that, therefore latina women bad” or some shit.  There are stereotypes that are bad no matter what the context is like sambo-esque caricatures of black people. Then there are tropes that are applied to certain demographics that have the capability to be written well into characters without it being offensive or disrespectful. Vaggie is literally angry because she’s protective of her gf. Like. C’mon.

So, I think that settles what I think about that? It honestly seems like superficial shit to me tbh, and I’m saying this as an sjw-y beta cuck anarchist.

The only REAL gripe I have, is with what the mod from @zpheadcanons posted. Because I know this is probably true as much as it hurts me to say it. Faust def has a history of being pretty petty and bully-like to people she deems undesirable, and Viv harbors it by not criticizing it, and if anyone else within their friend group does it then you’re scolded vehemently and treated like garbage. Her attitude also stretches to harboring an audience full of white knights that I personally don’t approve of.

There’s also this

Faust has hurt distant people I personally know and… yeah. Maybe I’m biased but I can’t vibe with that. Sorry. If you don’t make an effort to criticize abusive behavior within your own friend circles then that makes you just as bad, because then you’re just a bystander to things you could have prevented.

This isn’t to say Viv herself hasn’t dealt with bad faith actors, or people who had the intention to hurt her, or very uncharitable criticism. Particularly from the badwebcomics forums which is honestly 4chan like in how they operate. It’s vicious as hell, and a lot of their criticisms boil down to insults and personal attacks, which serve to be nonconstructive. That’s not to say Viv has been kind to even the more charitable criticism though. I know because when I happened to send an ask to the zoophobia criticism blog (where did it go???) regarding something relatively minor and superficial, she blocked me from her blog. I’m still blocked lmfao. I’m not blocked on twitter though! (not yet anyways). Faust has me blocked there though, and I have no idea why. She’s had me blocked for years even though I haven’t spoken out against her till recently. So, there’s that.

As for her apology itself, I feel like it was fine. I think it could’ve been worded better? The take I disagree with in terms of that is like… If I made a mistake in the past, and I make it clear that I don’t care for what I did, I don’t feel as if me explaining why I felt compelled to do certain things negate me from still not caring for my past actions? That’s just me providing context. That’s a really weird take, but I guess that could be viewed as an excuse idk. Personally I think people are holding the bar super high to a state of irrationality.

*sigh* So yeah there’s that. I miss the old days where honestly I could be ignorant about this, but at the same time I look at my old obsessive posts and I kinda just… cringe. I was such an irrational stan I almost hate myself for it. Fuck XD

Edit: I’d also like to point out that I’m not saying Viv or Faust are totally awful or totally good people, and I know they’re capable of being better. It’s a matter of whether or not they wanna be better.

[skyfcx]

oh god im really gonna put myself on blast with this one here, arent i.

     Bites my fingers... alright, well, the first thing I look for is... if you use icons. I KNOW, SHAME ON ME, THROW ME INTO THE BRIG, but im not gonna lie to y’all. If I see a blog that isn’t using icons, it is VERY likely that I won’t follow. Sometimes that can be ignored, be it that you don’t use icons too often or you have a muse that is super difficult to get icons for? I can understand that, but... I dunno, it feels weird using icons when my writing partner isn’t. But I like using icons! 

     On the flipside. Super huge icons. I don’t wanna be crass or make anyone feel bad, but... it can’t be that hard to shrink your icons, right? There are image-editing tools aplenty across the internet, plenty you don’t even have to download. And I’d even be happy to offer the one I use if you just don’t know where to go. Icons that are as huge as a paragraph are cluttering my dash, and some people even use that to supplement for actual writing. It’s like filler, it makes it seem like you just wrote healthy paragraphs when you just used three icons with a sentence under each. Not saying everyone does that, definitely not, but I’ve seen it, and it isn’t something I particularly want.

     Super highly ‘aesthetic’ icons are a no go for me, too. You know the ones I mean. The ones where you can’t tell a head from a foot ? It might be the cool, hip thing, but man, there’s no point to having an icon if I can’t make out what the heck it is. I don’t wanna have to squint at your business to figure out what your character’s feeling. Same with super small text. I don’t know how this became the popular thing. It makes me think your character’s whispering all the time. Unless that’s what you’re trying to go for. That’s fine. But just...doing it? For no reason? I’m sorry, but that’s not my cup of tea. I’m here to read your writing, not get my eyes tested. Pair that with the trend of putting so many spaces in-between your words that you could fit a tractor-trailer between them? That just makes me read each word like it’s on its own specific island. I’m reading your dialogue staccato and it’s annoying. And since we’re writing, reading shouldn’t be annoying. 

     Oh! Actually, addendum when I thought I was done writing the post, but I don’t like it when folks don’t talk in the tags! I always try to put something in the tags with a ((block off like this)) to show that I’m speaking, because I wanna talk to the folks I’m writing with! Y’all are people on the other side of the screen and I wanna get to know you! Even little conversations like that through the tags of responses makes me feel way more comfortable with my partner. 

     Man, all I want in a blog is someone who knows how to write without being overly aesthetic about it. Like, all I did on this post was complain about what don’t like, but that’s because the majority of what stops me from following is the extra stuff you’re tacking on to the already fine product. If you’ve got a character I’m interested in that you know how to write? I’m happy, no complaints. The hulking icons, the bite-sized icons, the itty-bitty text, the uber-spaced out text. The extras. I don’t like them most of the time.

[evanthefunky]

Ok well for Ilex:

I have this one, obviously. Its kind of a catch-all for stuff. Art, misc posts, fandoms I haven't caught up on or committed to finishing. Or like. Fandoms I do enjoy but simply haven't made a blog to rb stuff to yet. (Namely batfam stuff. Altho i may make one today)

Vynsvision is my hoyoverse blog, so thats Genshin Impact and Tears of Themis. Also sort other phone/mobile games that are similar, unless i get really into them and might make another blog.

diaryofevan is. For ig sorta more priv thoughts but idk if one can make a blog on tumblr private like one can on Twitter, so I dont post much there. But its for stuff I don't wanna post about here.

[Batman oc blog] has dialog and info about an oc :) its mostly in-character. I hardly post on it.

Evan-writes-once-in-a-blue-moon i think is the name?? My writing blog altho I haven't posted in ages. Has a few /reader fics. :)

Professor-without-a-tardis is my doctor who blog. Might actually liveblog when I get back around to finishing my catch-up watch. Mostly just rb stuff there.

I made a blog to like help people who are new but eh its kinda. Not worth it to me. Rn. Mostly bc none of those posts are seen. Whatever

[Redacted blog im not ready to share about]

Sunglasses-for-vampires was a placeholder blog because I thought the url was funny while trying to think of this next blog's name, but now I'm using it to rb and post about the Netflix show Wednesday :)

bun-reblogs-art is my. Well. Blog to reblog art to. I felt it was getting a little cluttered on this blog so. Finally made that. I'm even trying to sort some of it. Not.... easy. To come up with a tag system. Not that I'd use it anyway.

Lance-taurus is my mcyt blog

Some blogs I want to make-

A batfam blog to rb stuff to

A warrior nun blog? Because i think the show has some neat concepts and if I keep watching i may get super into it :)

Does anyone want a list of all my blogs

[citrus-art-and-lifes-posts]

About

Sup! I’m Citrus, and here’s some stuff about me!

I’m a transformers art-blog (yay special interest)

My main is citrus-art-and-life, I have a sideblog where i reblog pics i like, ethnicity/gender stuff, robots, the occasional self reblog, etc. at robots-and-sideblogs, and i have another sideblog for original art thats NOT transformers related at a-side-of-citrus!

tumblr is where i do a lot of my professional work (aka, get paid) so i like to use the platform/dms more for business than for fun-times, if you dm me hoping to start up a friendship thats cool but youd have more luck chillin with me on a discord server since i use that one more for fun than business lmao

closest i will get to nsfw on this blog: mechpreg/sparklings, pda/kisses/swears/curses and innuendos

if you need me to tag anything let me know and i will do what i can to tag all old and new posts

speaking of tags, i call mtmte and idw the same thing, so i may tag one with the other or mistakenly only put mtmte or idw

Speaking of tags AGAIN, I’m system friendly so I’m fine if you wanna use my icons in your kin/rp blogs or if you tag as “me”/“that me”/“mine”/“kin” as long as its not on someone else’s commission

I make many icons, they are free to use as long as you credit me, but I will ask you not to use it if you’re being rude/defacing my image, such as by telling people to kill themselves while using my icon, or being purposely rude

you can like/reblog my art but DONT repost - im active ONLY on tumblr, twitter, and to a very smaller extent - on furaffinity, artfight, and toyhouse. if my art is anywhere else that means its been stolen and I dont like/condone that shit

DNI for people who care about that:

irl-porn mains, terfs, truscum/trumeds, racists, queerphobes, antisemites, predators and fandompolice will be automatically hardblocked no exceptions

+the first one is only cause i have no idea whos a human and whos a pornbot, so sorry if you’re a real person lol)

++when i say “fandompolice”, i specifically mean people who are assholes to darkfic writers/artists/content creators - i am an AVID SUPPORTER of darkfic, so if you dont like that, unfollow/block me.there is darkfic that i HATE and i dont want to see, but people deal with their demons in different ways, and its not my business to tell them how to explore their feelings about their trauma. if you want to do some ACTUAL activist work, instead of taking potshots at damaged strangers on the internet, go donate or do charity/volunteer work at any of your local planned parenthoods, rape/sexual abuse support groups, or boycott game of thrones - a piece of media that reaches LITERALY MILLIONS of people SOMETIMES WITHOUT THEIR CONSENT, which is RIFE with all the shit that you probably DONT want people too see without said consent asdfghjk

+++if you tag my art as shit or cringy you get blocked too. I put too much work into my art to just let people comment on my posts saying how much they hate a character or don’t like the way I did something - if you dont like what i make you can block the character tag, unfollow or rant about it to your buddies but keep it off my posts and out my face

++++until the pornbot problem calms down again, people with default icons will get ritually cleaned off of my blog, so sorry if youre a real person who doesnt care to change the default icon or who actively likes the default icon, but im soooo tired of getting tried by milfs who arent even in my area 😩

EYE SEARINGLY BRIGHT AND SATURATED COLORS ALL THE TIME!!! when i post something PARTICULARLY bright and colorful i try to tag as #eye strain but sometimes i forget. if you want me to keep up this tag on a certain pic just send me an ask about it and i’ll do my best to retag pics that are applicable

I try to de-clutter as much as possible whenever possible, so when I post a text/ask I only leave it a few days unless its integral to understanding my blog/content, hopefully long enough for the person who asked to see it, then delete it, it just saves room for more art stuff

I do commissions!  check out my commissions tag to see the updated version of my price sheet and just look at my blog for more examples! Feel free to also support me on my Kofi or my Patreon!

i love you all so much, thank you all for supporting me and helping me create content/improve my art! Have a great day, peace and safety to ya ;;b