#so uhh

[rapidreptile]

early working version is out now :)

replace your lethal company model with a funny hazmat dragon

[oneleggedgiraffe]

[Another apathetic Epitaph] [I think my marble heart is gonna break in half]

(100 epitaphs - ferry)

[0rczy]

The nym tree scene from chapter 21 of Varian's Tangled Trials

(heey Vat7k nation on Tumblr, this is my first post wohoo)

[carrtoonfreak]

:))

[nervetower]

[leclercstarrs]

the lucky pencil.

pairings: anthony vaughn x fem!reader.

warnings: mentions of blood and not yet proof read.

in which you finally decide to confront your enemy about his unfiltered hatred towards you.

you let out a long sigh, slowly striding into the nurses office.

“well, well, well.” anthony grumbles.

“oh, this just can’t get any worse!” you huff, grabbing some tissues and plopping down onto the bed across from anthony.

“why are you here?” he rolls his eyes, choosing to ignore your comment.

you gesture to the tissues you’re holding up to your bleeding nose, “is it not obvious?”

“relax, ice princess.” he scoffs.

“well, what about you? why are you here?”

“i, uh, took a few too many edibles…”

you can’t hold back your laugh, tossing your head back at his response. “classic anthony vaughn, hm?”

“fuck off, dick biter.”

“dick biter? seriously? did spider enter your body and take over?” you move the bloody tissues away from your nose and toss them way, grabbing a few new ones.

“whatever.” he looks away from you, mumbling curses about you under his breath.

“i have a question for you.” you start.

“shoot.” he reluctantly replies.

“why do you hate me so much? you’re nice to, like, almost everyone…except me. you constantly talk shit about me with spider, it’s like i’m back in elementary school when you’d pick on me during break. before that, though, we were friends, right?”

“yeah, we were friends.”

you keep eye contact with him, silently letting him know you expect more of a response.

“i only started making fun of you with spider..” he breathes out, “okay, look, when we stopped being friends in elementary, it was because you stole my lucky pencil.” he blurts out the last part.

“i stole…your lucky pencil?” your jaw drops at the petty words.

“yes! then you gave it to dusty, who you had a huge crush on, even though i had a huge crush on you and he didn’t care about you!”

your eyes widen at his confession. “anthony, that was forever ago and you’re still upset? i shouldn’t have given it away but i also didn’t steal it, you gave it to me when I was nervous about our pop quiz.”

“well…” anthony mumbles, crossing his arms and pouting, “still.”

the pettiness of the situation settles in. you always thought you’d stay friends with anthony, until he decided to become your own personal hell just because of a pencil. “i can’t believe this. you’re such a fucking asshole!”

you feel stupid, but your eyes start watering and before you know it, he’s rushing to your side and hugging you.

“i’m sorry. i shouldn’t have ruined us all over the pencil, i just really like you.”

“liked me?” you correct him.

“no, like you.” he breathes out, “please, let me have another chance at our friendship…maybe more when you’re ready.”

you give him a small smile, “yeah, i’d like that. also, uh, sorry for giving dusty your pencil. i can find you a new lucky pencil.” you let out a small laugh, anthony grinning in response.

[bettsfic]

i can't stay quiet about this anymore. for weeks now i've thought, noo i won't write about knights of the zodiac on my blog. nobody cares. BUT it is the weirdest fucking movie i've ever seen and i need to tell you about it.

knights of the zodiac is an american made live action adaptation of the anime/manga saint seiya. before this film, i'd never even heard of it, but that doesn't matter, because i watched an interview with mackenyu (who plays seiya) who said that the director told him not to bother watching the anime or reading the manga, because he wanted this movie to be its own thing. you know, which is always a great way to bring in your core audience.

with that said, i'm viewing this film entirely on its own merit, with no context of the source material. so saint seiya fans may not want to read this.

the movie came out this past may. i was excited about it for no other reason than mackenyu starring in an american action movie. i'm honestly a little surprised people weren't more jazzed about that. there aren't a lot of japanese actors starring in big budget american action movies.

other cast members include sean bean (who, spoiler alert, dies), famke janssen, and mark dacascos. in case you don't recognize those names, they are, respectively, boromir/ned stark, jean grey from x-men, and the iron chef. if nothing else, i think it's worth watching for the utterly bizarre casting.

the premise, sort of: mackenyu, who appears to be contractually obligated to play angsty younger brother characters (i think this is the 7th thing i've seen him in where he is an angsty younger brother), has an older sister who is missing. he's a poor orphan boy who gets by on winning cage fights. or something. so boromir finds him and tells him he's destined to be athena's bodyguard, and he gets on board with this alarmingly fast, but not after antagonizing athena (who is not yet athena) and throwing out some snarky one-liners. he trains in the middle of nowhere with a masked lady who repeatedly kicks his ass, and he never changes clothes the entire time. there's other stuff too but it's secondary to the absolute batshittery of this movie.

i saw it on premiere night, which was also the premiere night of the new guardians of the galaxy movie. again, A+ move by the promotional team. so there i was on a saturday at 7pm. prime movie going time. and my best friend and i were the only ones in the theater.

although i had no real expectations for this movie beyond Mackenyu Hits Things And Is Sad, i believed one of two things would happen: it would be as terrible as it sounded, or it would actually be phenomenal. but no, it was neither bad, nor good, but a secret third thing: it scratched a deep and rabid part of my id.

and by that i mean, it appeared to be a very high budget love letter to glaringly submissive men.

here's my letterboxd review that i wrote in the brief hypomanic episode succeeding my initial viewing:

okay so first and most importantly, this scene made me actually scream:

it's a joke line, sure, but 1) he definitely means it, and 2) he immediately calls her "princess," which if you've ever read my fic, you'll know that that's a one-hit KO for me.

(putting this under a cut because it's already long)

you see how athena is framed above seiya? that is one of approximately 1000 shots where this occurs. to every male character. at one point, mackenyu perches gingerly on the back of athena's motorcycle. in fact the only male character who attempts to be dominant aggressive and toxically masculine becomes the punching bag of the film.

in the beginning, seiya is in a cage match where people are getting angry at him for "dancing," which means he doesn't fight so much as avoids getting hit and looks pretty doing it. a solid third of the movie involves a very large lady beating the crap out of him. the premise of the film is getting him to devote his entire life to a goddess and obey protect her at all costs.

i'm probably the only one who watched this movie and was like, hmm is this kink coded? am i insane for seeing this? usually when i think of kink coding i think of quentin tarantino's foot fetish, these long gaudy shots of women's feet hanging out of car windows. it's in the imagery and shot composition and power dynamics.

here, the imagery is a lot of kneeling men, the shot compositions repeatedly place the men lower than the women, and the power dynamics are simply that the women have all the power, and the men have a little, as a treat. jean grey is a straight-up femdom, leather and all.

by the end of the climax, seiya is naked, having been stripped of his (magical and very powerful) armor as pre-athena becomes athena and uh, blasts his clothes off in the process. there's probably something to be said there about, you know, literally stripping him of his power.

i think what i find particularly remarkable about this is that the repeated feminization of the male lead is treated as a good thing. a self-actualizing thing. it's the process through which he accepts himself and his destiny. that's the reason i say it's a love letter--i've known a lot of submissive men and many of them really struggle to accept that part of themselves. i had a friend once who was so ashamed of himself--not just that he was submissive, but that submission was an integral part of his identity--that he had a breakdown in my car over it. so i think it's nice seeing a vaguely positive portrayal of finding oneself through (textually) devotion and (subtextually) submission.

god help me, seiya spends the entire film being irritating and bratty. this movie is my personal kryptonite.

don't get me wrong, it's a terrible movie. the writing is awful, the direction is awful, and if it gets a second film, i'll be shocked. it received a 1.9 (out of 5) on letterboxd and a 4.4 (out of 10) on imdb.

but i've also always been a lover of the star wars prequels (and oh boy there's a lot to be said there about submissive men) and so my patience for bad writing is infinite in the face of interesting things happening on a character level. in a world of disneyfied stock plots and bloated marvel franchises, i appreciate when a movie tries to do something different, even if it doesn't do it very well.

anyway, i can't in good conscience recommend it, but i for one plan to watch it at least a hundred more times.

[icedmetaltea]

I just woke up in a cold sweat.

Corpse Bride AU. Reader is being forced to marry someone (who may or may not be obsessed with them (whoalsomayormaynotbeeclipse)), and when they’re practicing the vows their parents forced on them, they mess up big time (whether by nerves, pettiness, etc. is up to interpretation), so they just up and leave running.

Fast forward, reader enters a burnt down building, grumbling about how their parents could’ve at least let them decide their own vows, all while playing with the rings on their hand. In an act of rebelliousness and bitterness, they put on their ring, and hold the other as if presenting it to their true love. Cue reader doing this devoted and loving vow (that I’m still thinking on), then delicately putting the ring on a stick stuck on the debris on the floor. Now hurt and angry, they take off their own and put it on another stick, just to make sure they don’t confuse which ring was who’s.

Sticks that happened to be fingers… that happened to be on hands… that happened to be attached to arms… that happened to belong to scorched, 9' tall animatronics themed after the sun and the moon, who happened to have awaken the moment reader had entered their area and had heard and accepted such sweet and sincere vows.

Reader, having their back turned towards them, just hears the vows they had said on a whim repeated to them in glitching, yet unified voices.

Poor, little reader. They might have fallen in love with any (or all) of them, had their love not been to d i e for.

…

I’m sorry for dumping this, it just hit me in the face and I had to share. I would’ve also made a drawing, but I take L O N G to do anything. Sorry for bothering, just ignore it if you want.

Anyway, love ya 💖

(Sorry for getting to this late, I forgot to respond yesterday-)

DON'T U DARE APOLOGIZE FOR THIS DELICIOUS IDEA!!!! MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM it's so good????!

Also I couldn't get this one idea outta my head

ALSO IF YOU WANTED TO DRAW SOMETHING FOR THIS PLS DO????? I WOULD LEGIT DIE OF HAPPINESS (ha get it)!!!

[raccoonstickses]

[truelabenthusiast]

how do you cure the affliction of falling for side characters who have crumbs for screen time? asking for a friend

[marivenah]

I'll bite you if I have to.

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[cloudymistedskies]

The urge to edit Mari in this, but I’m not too sure what other chrs to add so I probably need a few kny ocs of my moots to suggest-

[oleanteri]

Vampire conductors!!

[official-rugi]

I missed drawing these two so much

[hyperfixated-maybe]

Making art of every octonauts ship possible and my opinion of it and those who ship it day 5: Swam’pirate (said in southern accent)

Ranger marsh x Kwazii was not something I expected to enjoy BUT

I now ship it myself. I’m going back to watch ever Everglades ep I can find in order to find interactions between the two.

honest to god 10/10 ship. If you ship it I love you.

[the-jukebox-system]

welcome to being a system trauma-holder!

it's great, we got:

constant triggers from out of nowhere, be it that one random note in a song that you can't figure out the reasoning of, OR a photo you looked at for a split second!

eye contact bad. no

don't touch me, but also the definition of touch-starved

can recall a negative memory from childhood in 0.2 seconds but stares off into the void in confusion when told about literally any other memory

every song now gives you a flashback! yaaaay

don't even get me started on a sudden octave change in someone's voice that somehow also manages to be a trigger

you KNOW that there's a memory somewhere that's being set off by this ONE thing but you can't FIND IT

*weird thing happens, furthering the trigger and therefore uncovering the rest of the memory* o h .

your brain (or alters) randomly decided to mention a very specific event from your childhood as a casual thing 'cause why not, and now you're seemingly stuck in what feels like 2011 and you can't. get back out

"where are we again??? 2004??" when you weren't even BORN in 2004

*looks at a certain photograph for exactly one second* oh no

breaking down over missing your mom when there's likely no reason to even miss her at all, only to realize you actually miss just having a parent figure in general

"hey do you remember playing [blank] as a kid?" proceeds to stare off into the void, confused out of their mind. wh a t are they talking about

"when did that happen?" proceeds to lists off the exact time/date it happened, how old you were, and any general context in seconds

I want to hold this plush but I also don't because the texture of the fur alone will likely set off a memory

certain names = bad

don't look at me

hey could you maybe not raise your voic- okay then

aAAAAAAAAAAA

it's 3 AM and I've been reliving the same memories on loop for the past week thanks to our own playlists on spotify. what am I doing

where are we™

getting very used to always feeling in danger around the people you currently live with, so you're now hesitant to move out since you think it'll always end up the same

endless fight-or-flight. thank you ptsd

constantly comparing things you encounter both irl and online to a certain event in your life and seeming like you just can't let something go

when in reality you just haven't forgotten it

every night is crying hours™

so here are the pros:

you remember everything

and here are some of the cons!:

you remember everything