#this started as a redraw and ended as The Truth

[acidsaladd]

speaking of my SoG rewatch heres a lil scene redraw i did ages ago on my first watch 💥👊

[id: a redraw of a scene from episode - of Sons of Garmadon in comic format. Zane, Lloyd, Cole and Jay are standing next to each other, Jay is hiding slightly behind cole. "we come seeking the-" zane starts but is interrupted by Mystake finishing his sentence with "the Tea of Truth". The ninjas stand in silence for a beat before Zane goes "shes good" in shock. "and creepy" jay follows./ end id]

[arillustrated]

hi my name is august and for the past week or so i have become so consumed by thoughts of avatar the last airbender that it is actually ruining my life and relationships.

yeah so unfortunately i can only be completely insane about this so i have to stop before it consumes me or at least manage the fixation i have for this early 20s zutara au

+ mai bc its really a shame that they didn't resolve her story outside of her relationship to zuko. so i think she starts fight club. which gradually turns into a gladiatorial ring

edit: im typing up everything that i wrote in the drawing bc it just occured to me that not only is my handwriting a mess, but it's also cursive

Image 1

katara: How do you live in this hot ass country.

zuko: What about that literal glacier you live on, hm? Do you see me complaining?

Image 2

Zuko: my plan right now is to soft launch democracy for the Fire Nation. like, i don't think we can do that now because we're so weak, but 10-20 years down the line?

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Zuko: Honestly, my plan right now is to rule for a couple generations and fix everything that my father and my grandfather did , and then establish a democracy.

Katara: why not a democracy now?

Zuko: because the people of the Fire Nation don't know the truth about their own history. they've been fed propaganda for a hundred years. they need to be able to make informed decisions before i can do that.

Katara: and after that?

Zuko: after that im fucking off to the earth kingdom to take over my uncle's tea house and you will literally never hear from me again

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from left to right "katara" "need to redo the face" "this is chief katara to me. this is her at around 19/20 to me" "Anime katara. this anime shit is easy" "fire nation katara. putting her at about 14 y/o" "this is a screencap redraw"

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me: hello greenpeace

katara: after my mother died i had a lot of unchecked rage for the world, so my dad signed me up for tai chi classes to, like, calm me down but i ended up still angry but also really good at tai chi

katara: i feel like im doing well all things considered

me: katara is so special to me. she is a fully realized creation to me. so casual. so passionate about the world. one thing about her is that she is an activist. she has a strong sense of justice. fuck. the train jumped lol

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mai: zuko, im starting a gladitorial ring and i don't know the legality of it so if you could just change the laws as i go that'd be great

zuko: yeah sure that sounds great

zuko, but smaller: wait what.

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mai: REF, ARE YOU BLIND?! WHAT KIND OF CALL IS THAT!

background guy: woah holy shit

captioned: "Mai starts a gladiatorial fight club

[randomsufff]

HEHAHBFKI More South Park doodles I think I’m going insane.

Actually this is kind of the product of me being liking South Park way back in high school but was too embarrassed to draw them when I was bored in class and now it’s all kinda flooding back 💀

Read below if you want to know more about my New Kid and my thoughts behind some of the doodles cause this turned out longer then I though 💀

Anyways- introducing my New Kid. No name cause I literally have no idea. Whatever the cannon name is ig- though I’d think it’d be funny if she was referred to New Kid by literally everyone like in game. I like the idea that a lot of people have with their New Kids that they liked the makeover section with the girls during the Stick of Truth a little too much. I also like it cause… uh… I didn’t play Stick of Truth. (The combat system is not my cup of tea) So it’s not until the start of TFBW does she know shes really a girl.

To give context to the top right drawing- I couldn’t remember the dialogue Wendy says in the alleyway if you say you’re a trans girl- but I do know what she says if your a cis girl (I always knew you were a girl) cause I did a second play through as a cis girl. And I don’t know if there’s supposed to be a huge time jump between the end of Stick of Truth and TFBW but I think it would be funny if it was just the next day- so combine these two fact to get “Wendy always clocked New Kid as a girl but NK just found out yesterday 💀”

Anyways- she’s such a cutie, I love her and her cool superhero outfit I gave her. Outside of the game- I’d like to think of her basically exactly how she acts in game. Mostly non-verbal, with the occasional zingy one liner, and just kinda goes along with the crazy shit the happens in South Park un phased. Like if she was in a episode- the plot would happen and she would be on screen, but wouldn’t say anything, and anytime another character would address her, they’d respond however as if she spoke lmao. Aroace, just like me, so she’s just friends with everyone (except Cartman) and vibes with everyone.

The mini Style comic I though of cause 1) I wondered if Kyle had the same elf ears as the other elfs did in game (again, never played and it’s been a while since I saw gameplay so whoops if it’s confirmed or whatever) and 2) I thought it would be funny if Stan was caught lacking and tried to /rp his way out of it (I wanted to add an extra bit where Kyle would be like “Oh, are our characters gay for each other??? (ARE YOU /SRS OR /J STAN)” and Stan would have to just “yes, and” his way out.)

The last three images were kinda of a stream of consciousness put on paper and made neat lol. I really like showing that all the costumes the kids wear are homemade and stuff- either stuff taken from their parents or visibly taped together etc- cause I think it’s charming. Anyways- I though Kyle’s little robe could be like one of his parents bath robe- and it would be a little too long for him to run without eating shit so he’d have to hike it up like a skirt/dress. Which lead to me thinking that Cartman would say some shit about that and how Kyle, who has a literal Golf Club, would smack his ass up. Which then lead to me thinking about how since Kyle’s the Elf King and Stan’s basically his right hand how he might lift it up wedding dress style if needed (/RP GUYS, RIGHT?RIGHT???) and how Cartman would react, which lead to that one JoJo meme cause thats literally how they’d retaliate.

Always- I’ll probably have at least one more post about South Park I swear. There was a period of time before I stopped watching (I gotta pick it up again) where I would doodle a bit of whatever was happening in the episode, each episode. Crazy I know, but not only did it improve my drawing skills but it helped me remember what actually happened in episodes cause I have shit memory and definitely don’t remember some of the episodes I watched. So I might redraw some of those- see if anyone can tell what episode they’re from.

[taeghi]

change up! || (m)

— change up! (HIS PROFILE)

➤ summary : you haven't hung out with your childhood friend jake in a while, thankfully your parents feel the same and invite his family over for dinner. you two will just stick to the same pg activities when you bring him up to your bedroom, unless...

➤ jake+reader | smut, angst, fluff, PWP | includes : degradation, dirty talk, teasing

➤ word count : 8.1k :)

part of the bets are meant to be won series

bet?

minors dni!!!!!

waking up in an empty bed after you had just hooked up with sunghoon park made your heart swoop to the bottom of your stomach. pure despair flushed over your skin and your mind was full of thoughts of how all the rumours about sunghoon park were true. he was a mean boy who only cared about sex.

the rumours that haewon and you had overheard and talked about so many times. you don’t want to see haewon’s face when she hears you didn’t just have sex with jay park but with one of his best friends, sunghoon park as well.

haewon had obviously not taken the first part of that well, storming out of the cafeteria in the middle of lunch when you had told her. so this time, she might rip her hair out, and then maybe yours. but hey, you could get some common sense and leave the school trio alone and out of your bed.

monday morning, you wished you could’ve just forgotten about sunghoon park and his idiotic friends because you couldn’t bear to see them at school. haewon hadn’t returned any of your texts and you were starting to lose hope that she would ever talk to you again. it wasn’t until the end of the day when you had finished speaking to your teacher about an upcoming assignment that sunghoon park dragged you into an empty hallway by your upper arm.

“jesus, you scared me,” you speak first when you realize who had suddenly dragged you away.

sunghoon’s chuckle is quiet before he apologizes.” Still, i just wanted to catch you before you ran off to study somewhere.” you roll your eyes at him, “i just wanted to say that i’m also sorry for leaving you the other morning, i had the practice to get to and i didn’t want to wake you up.”

“well, a simple text would’ve sufficed, no?”

sunghoon grimaces at his mistakes, “yeah, i’m sorry, i should’ve.”

you sigh but consider that at least he’s apologizing to you at all, unlike jay park, “it’s alright,”

sunghoon’s hand reaches forward at your hips to grab hold of your hand, his fingers gently playing with the finger pads of your own, “you sure?”

“yes, i’m sure sunghoon,” you catch the way he pouts but don’t comment on it, “anyways, i gotta go study so i’ll see you around.”

as the words leave your mouth sunghoon redraws his hand, sticking it to his side and he feels like he’s almost afraid to move from the coldness in your tone, “right, great, i’ll see ya.”

you force yourself to give him a tightlipped smile before you turn and start your way through the school, wanting to get out of his suffocating building as soon as possible and hopefully not run into anyone else you’d dread to see.

sunghoon watches you leave and he can’t help but compare the way he’s feeling now to how all the girls he’s left are similarly to the way you had just left him. he figures if he had cared about any of the past girls he’s hooked up he’d feel more apologetic and maybe sought them out to apologize. Still, he decides what’s done is done and he’s feeling too hurt to talk to more hurt people anyway.

the truth is, sunghoon hasn't been able to stop thinking about you since he left your warm bed, with your sleeping figure so peaceful in it. he wanted to stay in bed longer with you, but his teammates had already started blowing up his phone for him to get his co-captain ass to practice.

“what the fuck was that about?” an arm swung itself around his shoulders at the same time the voice came. sunghoon jolted in the presence of the unknown person until he met eyes with his annoying, nosy best friend, who was competing in a bet. a stupid bet at this point.

sunghoon shrugs jake’s arm off of him, “it was nothing,”

jake scoffs, “nothing? looks like y/n just blew you off which means you blew your chance at winning the bet.”

sunghoon rolls his eyes, “i already hooked up with her.”

“what?”

“i hooked up with her on friday night.”

“what?”

“jesus christ,” sunghoon turns and tries to walk away, not willing to have this conversation with him while his feelings are tangled up with the thoughts of you running through his mind. It made him feel like he couldn’t think straight because not a single idea went through his mind that he couldn’t connect to you. like his mom was drinking her stupid vanilla chai drink this morning, sunghoon couldn’t help but think how you smell like vanilla.

“no, wait,” jake clung onto sunghoon’s broad shoulder and turned him to look at him, “why didn’t you tell us you had sex with y/n?”

“i didn’t have sex with her.” sunghoon exaggerates the word sex.

“what? so you haven’t even completed your part of the bet?”

sunghoon shrugs again, “still know what she tastes like, though.”

“ha ha ha,” the best friends burst out laughing in the emptying hallways of the school. though they don’t say it, they both think that it’s not as funny as it would have been if it was about any other girl than y/n.

“i’ll see you at practice, bro.” jake pats sunghoon on the back, both of them dapping each other up before sunghoon makes his escape and leaves jake in the hallway alone.

jake’s smile immediately drops when his co-captain is gone. he knew that starting and agreeing to this bet with his best friends wouldn’t end the way he wanted, but he had to act like the whole thing didn’t bother him. because that was just how jake seemed to be.

he was chill, easygoing, and always kept calm.

and a part of jake hoped that this side of him would be able to stay together while this bet was going on. but now that the reality that both of his best friends had touched you in some way or another, made his stomach turn upside down. he knew that they were his best friends and would never intentionally try to hurt him, but it felt wrong knowing that they had been the ones to touch you.

jake had always thought of you as sweet and innocent, which is the reason why he wanted to keep you out of the popularity scene. he knew that the people he hung out with now would’ve torn you apart, pressured you and changed you in ways that he knew you wouldn’t have wanted. it was always evident to jake that he was much more extroverted and outgoing than you, but he never minded it since you were his best friend since you came out of your mother’s womb. but once high school started, he figured he couldn’t keep up with it and protect you at the same time.

it hurt jake that he had to slowly push you away as he accepted his fate in the popular crowd, but he couldn’t show it. he could never show anyone he was hurting or upset or any other emotions besides being easygoing and chill. he couldn’t even show jay and sunghoon that side of him.

somehow during the trio’s friendship, jake had become the group's glue. whenever sunghoon’s anger issues acted up, or jay got too into his head about school and his dad, jake was the one that would calm them down and get them to focus on reality again. jake was the one that either of them could come to if they had a problem or were upset. so, it never allowed Jake to let him share his feelings.

sometimes he thinks it’s because he’s the one that introduced jay and sunghoon to each other in freshman year. other times he thinks it's because jay and sunghoon look up to him in a way that they don’t to each other. and sometimes jake amuses himself with the idea that it's because he’s the middle child of them both and that they rely on whoever is in the middle.

though jake loves his best friends now, he knows he’ll forever love his first best friend forever more.

jake wonders if you ever call him your first best friend, if you ever think about him outside of your parents mentioning him or his family. he wonders if you’ve shared a memory with him with someone else and if and how you describe him to that person.

though jake never shows it, he thinks about you consecutively. he’s never talked about your guys’ past friendship to jay and sunghoon, nor his parents when they ask how you are and if he’s spoken to you recently. but he notices when you change your hair, when you’re stressing about something by picking your nails and when you’re laughing with haewon in the halls.

and jake’s not blind.

he’s not sure exactly when he realized that you’re a girl, not just his gross best friend. Still, he thinks it was maybe around grade eight when you were both fourteen, and you started accentuating curves that he’s only ever noticed on other girls. but he knows and sees that you’re pretty.

he’s heard the guys on the rugby team mention you, the ‘bright, goody two shoes that is just so irresistible, and since all of them are always too caught him the conversation of what they’d do to you if they got a chance, they never notice the way jake’s jaw clenches and ticks as he’s forcing himself to not bite something snarky at them to shut the hell up.

because jake has thought about marrying you. he thinks it’s only natural that he has since you guys have grown up together. it’s the most cliche ending to the story you guys had started with. but he thinks that maybe it’s made him somehow possessive over you in a way he’s sure you don’t reciprocate since he’s hurt you. and he knows it’s wrong, selfish and stupid to think. Still, he’s glad you’ve never had a boyfriend because he’s unsure if he could’ve controlled himself seeing you together at your family’s get-to-gethers.

jake’s also always been aware that during freshman year, sunghoon had a crush on you. he knew sunghoon was a shy and awkward kid growing up, and that being around a girl the same age was probably hard on his social anxiety. Still, jake didn’t know that sunghoon had a crush on you until he let it slip the summer going into sophomore year. jake remembers sunghoon begging him not to tell you and to not be mad at him, which jake couldn’t figure out at the time why sunghoon would be worried he’d be mad at him. but now that he’s older, he figures it was because it was obvious to everyone except for you and him that you guys liked each other.

jake had thought that since sunghoon had grown and changed through high school and popularity, sunghoon didn’t have a crush on you anymore. but ever since the three of them made this stupid bet, jake couldn’t get out of his mind that sunghoon’s crush on you had never faded, and now, jay has apparently liked you, too. it was driving jake crazy that he had been so oblivious to not notice his best friends drooling over his own best friend.

and now since sunghoon and jay have both been with you, jake only hopes that his chance isn’t ruined.

by the time jake realizes that he’s almost late to practice, he’s somehow already got his backpack from his locker strung over his shoulder and making his way through the school's front doors.

and it’s like the universe was playing with him today because as he was leaving, you just so happen to be walking back into the school, your eyes linear to your phone that makes you look so busy that jake thinks you aren’t going to notice him.

but you look up, and he sees those sweet, pretty eyes of yours meet his and has to swallow because he seemingly forgot to.

before he can get a stupid word out, you’re walking past him, and the school’s front doors are closing after you, letting jake only see you walk away through the small rectangular window of the door.

and it's never been clearer to jake until then that he hates this stupid bet.

but he’ll do anything to make sure he wins.

ever since you saw jake earlier when you were heading to the library, all you could think about was how much jake probably hates you for hooking up with both of his best friends. you don't want to imagine all the awful things he's probably thinking or saying about you. part of you tries to rationalize it as you were getting back at him for ditching you, for acting like he has no idea who you are.

it might be awkward now since your families are still close, but it's been uncomfortable at family get-togethers ever since he ditched you. everytime your parents would ask what happened between you and jake you didn't know what to tell them. you would always shrug and play it off like some dumb high school drifting thing. but you know what happened between you two was done by jake intentionally.

"do you not like dinner, honey?" your mother's voice distracts you from your thoughts. you look at her and then back at your plate of food that you've just been pushing back and forth, thoughts too overwhelming to try to eat anything right now.

"it's good, i'm just not really hungry."

"do you want to go back to study?" you father asks with a sincere smile, "graduation is right around the corner!- don't want your grades to drop now."

"yeah, i guess i will study." you agree and stand up with your plate in your hand to bring to the kitchen.

"oh, and honey, that reminds me," your mother calls out to you before you disappear into the kitchen, "jinyoung, ashley and jake are going to come over on friday for dinner for a graduation dinner! so please hurry home from school so we can prepare the meal on time."

"this friday?" you ask, your back tensing up at the thought of having to sit across from jake for hours after just hooking up with sunghoon in this house.

"yes," your mother nods with a confused expression, "is that alright?"

"no it's fine, it's fine," you nod, "i'll be here on time then."

your parents and you share a final smile before tossing your leftovers and hurrying up to your bedroom. you told yourself to study to distract yourself from the thought of how bad you've messed up your relationship with jake, and how your best friend has been ignoring you for two weeks.

you really wish you had haewon right now. she would calm you down and walk you through what to do. maybe if she was still around you wouldn't have hooked up with sunghoon. However, she was still talking to you when you decided to hook up with jay, so maybe it wouldn't have prevented too much. except for the internal stress you were dealing with, having no one to vent to. you felt as if your emotions were piling up and drowning you from the inside out.

so you made the plan to talk to haewon tomorrow, you really needed your best friend and you would do anything to get her to speak to you again.

haewon had started avoiding all the places the two of you liked to spend time together. she never sat on the bench outside the school, on the floor by her locker and not at the back table of the cafeteria. so it was pretty hard to find her. luckily, you remember she used to stand in the back outside corner of the school before you became friends with her. so, you made your way there.

Fortunately, haewon was standing there, her head tilted down to look at her phone as she listened to music with her headphones on her head.

“hae,” you call her name, grabbing her attention as she takes off her headphones. when she doesn’t go to respond, you continue, “hae, i really, really miss you and-” haewon’s scoff cuts you off.

“you miss me?”

“well, yeah, you’re my best friend, hae and i’m sorry for upsetting you i-.”

“you didn’t just upset me y/n, i feel betrayed by you.”

“betrayed?” you repeat the words, taken aback, “i’m sorry hae, you’re my best friend pleas-”

“well you should’ve thought about your best friend before you fucked the guy she liked.” haewon replies snarky, an intense scowl on her face as she puts her headphones back on her head and turns to leave, leaving you alone in the back of the school.

you remain standing there for a while, your jaw dropped as you continue to stare at the spot where haewon once stood. so many signs and memories are running through your mind as you think about haewon and jay. it was always evident that she didn’t like any of the trio at your school, but it never occurred to you that she may have a history with any of them.

instant guilt fills your body as you think about how haewon must be feeling before your realization that your best friend must hate you takes over. you feel the urge to start crying then and there, your arms creeping up to wrap around yourself as you walk back into the school, dreading to go to biology, where jay park himself is.

like you had told your mother earlier in the week, after school on friday, you went straight home to help her set up for your apparent graduation dinner. probably the most awkward dinner you will have in your entire life because there was just no way that jake didn’t know you hooked up with jay and sunghoon.

you just hoped to god that he wouldn’t bring it up.

if your mother noticed that you were being extra quiet as you helped her around the kitchen, she didn’t verbally say anything. your parents were used to your relatively quiet nature, but you're sure that people who didn’t even know you could tell that something was bothering you. it was one of your weaknesses; not being able to cover how you genuinely feel.

besides your extra quiet behaviour, everything else went as your mother had planned. dinner was in the oven on time, your father was home from work at a decent time and you were standing at the front door with her when jake’s family arrived. you smiled politely like you usually did when you saw his parent’s happy faces enter your home.

“y/n!” jake’s mother ashley bends down to hug you, pressing a warm kiss into your cheek, “it’s been so long my dear!”

you laugh in response, “it’s only been since like christmas, ash,”

ashley nudges your shoulder playfully, “yeah and that feels like forever! remember when you used to come over all the time! i miss hearing you and jake laughing about the house together.”

at the mention of his name you look past his mother and father and make direct eye contact with him. he has a content smile on his face as your mother pulls him into a hug, repeating the words his mother had just said to you. though, your mother doesn’t have to bend down to hug him; instead he’s towering over her and she goes on a tangent about how small and cute he used to be when he was a baby.

your parents usher jake’s family and you into the dining room, telling them to sit wherever they like. However, you all had designated seats from when you all had a meal together. your fathers were seated at the ends of the table facing each other, your mothers were both to your left and you jake were right in the middle of the table, practically being forced to look at each other.

when you glance at Jake, there seems to be no anger or annoyance on his face, just his usual polite expression as he talks with your dad about the football team. you’re trying hard to decipher if jake really knows about what you did with his friends because jake doesn’t seem to understand. but maybe he does know, and he didn’t care. jake’s eyes quickly glancing over to you made you look down at your plate, pretending that your mom’s bland cooking was more interesting than anything else.

when you look up again, jake is still looking at you, a curious smirk on his face as he watches you try to eat. you don’t understand why he’s smirking at you. you can’t tell if it’s because he’s teasing you for hooking up with his friends or if he’s being his usual self and trying to annoy your timid self.

jake’s dad asking about your plans after graduation thankfully pulls your attention from the playful look in jake’s eyes and lets you distract yourself from his dominating presence. all your parents’ attention is on you as you converse with his dad about your future. You’re so pulled into the conversation that you don’t feel jake’s foot start to creep its way up your leg until right at the bottom hem of your skirt. it makes your body jerk back into the chair, and a choked gasp comes from your mouth.

“y/n, are you okay?” your mother asks from your left, a look of concern on her face as she reaches for a napkin for you.

“y-yeah, food just went down the wrong tube,” you force a smile at her and everyone else, “i’m good.” when everyone sees you complete a drink of water and look over your apparent refined composure, their conversation picks up again without you. your eyes harden as you look at the boy across from you, trying to hide his smirk by drinking his water.

you continue through dinner, trying to keep up with your parent’s conversations and eating your dinner as jake continues to play with your feet under the table. he let his food drift up your leg again, going straight to the hem of your skirt so he could push it up, but you caught him in time and pulled your skirt down over your knees. if your parents noticed your constant glaring at the seemingly happy boy, they didn’t say anything and thought that you two were being your usual selves, not like the boy was teasing your legs and trying to get under your skirt.

“so, how does everyone feel about dessert?” your mother asks as she stands to clear some dirty dishes off the table. everyone agreed that it sounded like a good plan but,

“actually, mom i’m not feeling too well,” you tell your mom, lying to get out of being so close to jake.

“oh no, really honey?” your mother frowns and places her hand on your head to feel your temperature, “well you can go up to your room, but if you’re awake later on i want you to come down and say goodbye at least.”

you smile up at your mom in a grateful manner, “of course.” you start to stand and push in your chair, saying your apologies to jake’s worried family.

“are you sure you’re going to want dessert jake? you barely even ate your dinner.” jake’s mother said to him.

“yeah, i’m not really hungry tonight, so i’m not sure if i’ll be able to eat dessert.” jake agrees with his mom, feigning a look of sadness on his face as he glances at your mom.

“that’s okay sweetie; how about you go upstairs with y/n then?” your mom comforts jake. he glances at you over your mom’s shoulder and almost laughs when he sees your hardened eyes still looking at him with pure annoyance.

“sounds good,” jake smiles, “i haven’t been in y/n’s room for a long time, i wanna see what god-awful boy bands she’s into now.” his comment makes everyone except you laugh as you turn on your heel and start to head upstairs. you can hear jake coming behind you, practically feel his warmth with how close he is to you.

when you get to the top of the stairs you turn and glare at jake. both of you are facing each other with very different expressions. It's almost funny to you, “what the hell is your problem?”

“what do you mean?” jake tilts his head in confusion.

you sigh and cross your arms over your chest, “you know what you were doing under the table.”

jake lets out a quiet laugh so your parents don’t hear you, “oh right, that.” jake glances up at your annoyed expression, urging him to continue, “i was just playing around with you.”

“playing around?” you ask him to which he nods in response, “and what would’ve happened if our parents happened to look under the table and see your foot up my skirt?” jake can’t help but laugh, covering his mouth to try to muffle the sounds, “yeah, it’s really funny jake.”

jake stops laughing when he sees how genuinely annoyed you are at him, “i’m sorry y/n, i was just playing around, you know, like we used to. but maybe this time would’ve been a little more funny if our parents saw how flustered you got by just my foot.” you roll your eyes and turn to go to your bedroom. Still, jake’s hand catches your upper arm and stops you, “y/n, okay.” jake’s voice is in a serious tone now, “i’m sorry, it wasn’t cool to do that.” jake steps closer to you now in the hallway so your chests are almost touching. his voice is quieter as it is serious and you’re both looking each other in the eyes, “i just wanted to have some fun with you.”

your eyes are scanning his face, trying to not meet his eyes that hold such seriousness that it almost scares you. you can smell his cologne ten folds now from how close you are to each other and the noise from your parents downstairs has faded out so it seems like it’s only you and jake at this moment. it feels like you’re both leaning into each other and you can’t stop it.

“now,” jake’s voice suddenly says. It makes you jerk out of whatever trance you were in with him, “are you going to show me your favourite harry styles posters or what?” he asks with a cheery voice, turning and heading to your bedroom as if he owned the place.

you stood in the hallway for a second, your breath twisted in your chest as you tried to process what had just happened as jake entered your bedroom without you. his face was so close to yours that it practically left you breathless. you don’t know what jake’s intentions are for tonight, and part of you hopes that they aren’t the best.

jake’s sitting on your bed, awfully similar to the position sunghoon was in the week prior, when you enter your room. his head is on a swivel as he scans your room, trying to locate any one direction posters. the sight of him on your bed made your stomach swoon, but at the same time, it twisted in guilt.

“where’s harry? i didn’t expect you to change up your bedroom so much.” jake asks with a devious grin on his face.

you roll your eyes as you speak, “i don’t have any posters of one direction anymore, jake!”

“oh c’mon, y/n, i know how obsessed you were when we were younger.”

“yeah, exactly,” you point out, “when we were younger.”

jake scoffs, “y/n, where are the posters?”

the look that jake gave you told you that he was onto you, and knew you were lying. he could always tell when you were lying, making you hate him more. there was never anything that you could keep from jake.

you sigh and walk over to your closed closet door, leaning on your hip as it swings open and reveals a 2014 one direction poster taped on the wall.

jake automatically bursts out laughing. a laugh takes over his whole body as he can’t keep his eyes open to see the poster. “i knew it! i fucking it!”

“jake,” you whine out his name in annoyance and embarrassment. jake tries to silence his laugh as he stands up, wiping under his eyes for fallen tears. he walks over to you, standing in front of you who’s leaning against the wall. one of his hands reaches out, gliding down across the one direction poster as he struggles to hold back a smile. “jake,” you whine again.

“what?” jake chuckles, “it’s cute.” you repeat his name again, this time adding a light shove on his chest. “you’re cute.”

your face falls into profound shock at his words as you try to lean further into the wall, creating as much distance as possible.

“what?” jake tilts his head, no sign of amusement on his face anymore, “can i not call my best friend cute?”

you scoff at the term ‘best friend’ “i didn’t think you thought sunghoon and jay were cute.” you tell him as you push past him and sit on your bed. jake chuckles dryly as he turns to face you.

“right,” he drags out the word, “like you do?”

your mouth became dry at his words, “what?” you hear jake chuckle quietly again as he makes his way over to you as you sit on your bed. he places his hands on the mattress beside your hips and lends down, caging you in as he still stands.

“c’mon y/n, you know.” his voice is deeper and quieter as he speaks.

“know what?” you try to make your voice sound strong as you feel smaller by the second. his presence of dominating as it took over your room, wanting to take over you next.

jake’s chuckle is deep now as he leans his head into your shoulder; you can feel his nose brush against the skin of your neck as he speaks, “you really don’t think i know what my friends have been up to?”

you turn your head so you can look at him, your eyes wide as they meet his relaxed one. there’s something playful swarming his eyes as he looks at you with a smile.

“i don’t care, though,” he shrugs, the smile becoming more sincere.

“you don’t?” you ask him, your heart unsure what to do. jake shakes his head no in response. “why?”

a smirk grows on jake’s face then, “because now i can show you that i’m the best.”

“wha-?” you want to ask him more questions. Still, he’s pushing your body down so you’re laying flat on your back. “jake!” his lips are meshing into yours, it's a rough sloppy kiss and before you can even kiss back he’s pulling away.

jake’s hand runs up and brushes your hair off your forehead, revealing your face for him to see. his touch is gentler than his kiss.

“what are you doing, jake?”

his voice is soft as he speaks, “i want to show you how good i am; that i’m the best.”

your hand reaches out and pushes his fallen hair behind his ear, “why?”

jake doesn’t know what to say or to do. he knows he wants to take his time with you, and show you how passionate he is with you. show you that he truly loves and cares about you. but he also knows that he’s a part of a bet.

a bet that could go horribly wrong if you ever found out about it and he’s sure that you’d hate him if he told you he loved you before you found out.

so, he kisses you.

it’s a soft kiss, no tongue involved, and just pure affection. you kiss him back not a second later, and jake hates knowing that he’s got you- that you won’t ask more questions and blow his cover about the actual drive of why he’s here right now.

jake has always wanted to be intimate with you, kiss you and show love and his adoration of you. he’s imagined your first kiss together one million times, and he wishes it was something more like the second kiss instead of his egotistical meathead side-kissing you. his hips lean into yours and you’re both aware now how hard he is.

“our parents are downstairs, jake.” you tell him, your voice quiet. jake could tell that you were worried about them, but also worked up from the thought of what could happen between you two.

your thighs were wrapped around his hips, pulling him closer to you. you could feel your hard nipples under your bra, wanting this so bad.

jake’s voice is sweet again, in a way that he’s not even forcing it to sound, “angel,” he whines into your neck, “we can be quiet, right? i want you so bad- i’ve missed you.”

the last three words make your heart clench as they’re the ones you’ve always pondered about. if jake misses you, your friendship, your bond. it washes something over you and your hips are grinding into his now, no longer being able to hold back.

“what if i’m loud?” you ask him, a slight pout on your lips.

jake smirks at you, running his thumb over your bottom lip, “i’m sure i can put your mouth to work, then.” jake’s always thought about how good your lips would feel wrapped around his dick- probably an unhealthy amount of time actually. “you gonna let me make you feel good, y/n?”

you wanted to think about the possible consequences more. Still, your ex-best friend was hovering over you right now, grinding his hard dick into you which definitely distracted your mind, “yes, please.”

jake wanted to start with his dick in his mouth, but he didn’t want to waste potential time making you feel good.

“lay on your stomach for me, angel.” the familiar nickname he used with you made your ears ring.

you did as he asked, your face laying sideways on your pillow as you lift your hips up for him. jake pushed your skirt up so your panty-clad ass was shown. your skin was as soft as he remembered as he ran his hands up and down your thighs, circling your ass. his grip on your thighs tightened suddenly as he leaned down to press a kiss to your panty clad pussy. he could feel how damp your panties were and it made him wonder for a second if you got wetter for him or his best friends.

jake pushes your panties to the side so he can start to suckle on your clit, his tongue spreading over it quickly. your hands were gripping the sheet, your nails digging into your palms through them, reminding yourself that you need to keep quiet as jake eats you out. his mouth on your pussy is already noisy, that if your moans were to become loud, your parents would surely hear.

jake’s eyes are interchanging from being shut to being open. he wants to enjoy himself and try to remember what you taste like in case this is the last time he ever gets to. but jake wants to focus on making you feel good too, wants to see all your reactions as his tongue starts to lick up your wet slit. he easily slips his tongue into your core, licking and sucking it.

your face is pushed into your pillows now, trying to keep yourself quiet as jake’s pace doesn’t falter. you can feel your bed shaking gently from your hips bucking and jake’s hips grinding into your bed. it turns you on more to think that you were able to turn jake sim on, that you got him so desperate to grind his hips into your bed for any source of pleasure.

“fuck, jake,” you gasp out quietly into your bedroom, his mouth sucking your hard clit into his mouth again, “m-might cum, jake, please.”

the grip on your thighs tightens more as jake focuses on getting you to come undone on his tongue. he can feel you start to get wetter on his tongue the closer you get to your climax.

the tip of his pretty noise is pressing into your clit as he focuses his tongue to reach deep inside your walls, “please, cum, y/n, wanna taste you- always wanted to taste you.”

it’s his confession that makes you finally reach your high. you’re pushing your head further into your pillow, barely being able to breathe to keep your voice low as you cum. all that goes through your mind is jake, and you so badly want to scream his name so he knows just how good he’s made you feel.

when your body stills again, jake pulls away with a shiny mouth. you turn to look at him and his heart clenches at how pretty you look fucked out. your hair is messy and your cheeks are red from trying to be quiet. jake lets out a little chuckle at your appearance, he presses a kiss to the top of your thigh.

“will you fuck me now, jake? i’ll be quiet,” you ask him, and jake thinks he must be dreaming now.

“fuck, okay, yeah,” Jake whispers, moving you so you’re laying on your back, head in your pillows. your lips meet, rougher again as jake’s hands start to trail underneath your shirt until the fabric is bunched at your arms. you pull away so he can slip the shirt off of your core. you arch your back so you can unclip your bra, letting it loose on your arms which jake then helps slide off completely. “just as pretty as I imagine,” jake says, making your neck flush from realizing that jake thinks of you like this.

his lips quickly meet your neck, pressing soft kisses into your skin. his body feels heavy and warm on top of you. his mouth trails down to your nipples, his tongue peeking out and circling them.

“jake,” you let out softly, his eyes meeting yours as his mouth is still latched onto your nipple. he catches the way your cheeks flush red then, your eyes avoiding his.

“what is it, angel?” your hands leave his shoulders and cover your face, “why are you being shy? don’t want me to fuck you?” jake’s hands trail down to the top of your skirt, playing with the fabric.

“i do,” you state, your hands gripping his shirt, “want it so bad.”

jake smirks, “then let me take off your skirt,” you nod and lift your hips, letting jake slip off your skirt and panties simultaneously. he tosses your clothes to the side before dipping his head to kiss down your chest to your hips.

your hands start to tug on his shirt, “want you naked, too.”

jake laughs into your skin at your request, “okay, baby.” he presses a final kiss between your breasts before he pulls away and takes his shirt and hoodie off. his skin looks soft and tan, his abs from working out visible to you now. “turn around, ‘m gonna fill you up so good.” you do as he says again, not even thinking about it, jutting your hips out for him to grab. jake kneels on the bed behind you, his hands trailing down your bare back to rest on your hips.

jake’s fingers spread open your pussy, feeling how wet you are. he could see and you could feel the mess between your legs, how ready you are for him. “so wet, angel, wish we could’ve done this sooner.”

“me, too.”

“yeah?” jake asks, his fingers circling your clit, “how long have you thought about this?” jake groans as he rests his cock on your ass, his precum dripping out slowly as he jerks it with his free hand.

“for years,”

jake lets out another groan that mixes with yours when he starts slowly sinking into you. his pace starts out slow, preparing you for his size. jake also didn’t want your headboard to hit the wall too loudly.

“remember to be quiet for me, angel.” jake reminds you as his thrusts start to deepen. his hips start moving in and out of you quicker. his hands on your waist digging in to help him find a steady pace. “feels so good, y/n- just so fucking wet.” jake liked watching his dick disappear into your pussy, his dick getting wetter everytime he pulled out.

you were rolling your eyes everytime jake pounded his hips into you. in the moment, neither of you understood why you didn’t do this earlier if you both apparently wanted it. it felt so good for him to be inside of you. his cock wrapped snugly in your walls, being so close together.

“does it feel good, angel? feel full with my dick inside of you?” jake asks, not stopping from fucking his dick inside of you.

“yes, jake d-don’t stop,” you tell him, biting down on your bottom lip when his cock hits your g spot.

“give me your hands, y/n,”

you put your arms on your back so jake can take hold of your wrists. the position lets him hit your gspot clearer, his tip hitting it everytime he fucks into you.

“fuck, that feels am-azing, jake,” you moan, eyes rolling to the back of your head.

“i know, angel- you’re so good- so hot.” his pace was becoming faster with every second, jake’s eyes fighting the urge to close as the pleasure was taking him over. it seemed like he was hitting all the right places, making your walls clench around him tighter and tighter.

“jake- want you closer,” you tell him, needing a sort of intimacy in the moment you’ve always craved from your ex-best friend. jake’s grip on your wrist tightened as he pulled you up from your lying position so now you were on your knees, your back pushed into his chest as his hands wrapped around your waist. his arms were pulling you into him, his jaw nestled in your neck as he starts to fuck up into you now.

“is that better, angel? my needy girl.”

“yes- oh god,” you throw your head back onto his shoulder, letting him pamper wet kisses into your jaw as he doesn’t stop. one of his hands reaches down past your front so rub at your clit, the slickness from your juices allowing him to easily rub circles into it. “y-yes, just like that, please,”

“fuck, you’re so pretty, angel- wish you could be mine forever,” jake confesses, his mind too enthralled with pleasure to think about the consequences of his words. a loud moan escaped your lips, making jake quickly rush to put his hand over your mouth, “shh, y/n, you don’t want our parents to hear, right?” you shake your head no as his hand doesn’t leave your mouth. he continues to pound faster into you, your breathing erratic through your nose as he blocks part of your airway. it ultimately brings more pleasure to your head as the oxygen level decreases.

“don’t want our parents to come up and see how good i’m making you feel? see their good girl y/n getting fucked like the dirty whore she is?” you moan against jake’s mouth, eyes closing from his words. the degradation going straight to your pussy as you’re being taken over by jake completely. “because that’s what you are right y/n? a dirty whore that gets fucked by my friends and me?”

jake removes his hand so you can answer, biting down on your neck to keep himself quiet, “f-fuck, ‘m only one for you, jake.”

jake hums into your ear, his hand trailing down to your drenched clit, “you gonna cum for me too, angel? wanna feel you soak my cock more, can feel you already getting wetter.” you can only nod your head yes, too consumed from the pleasure and then suddenly you’re cumming.

your mind goes blank as the hard orgasm takes over your body. jake has thankfully brought his hand to cover your mouth again, masking your moans as your body weakens from the pleasure.

it doesn’t take long for jake to cum then, his warm cum filling your hole. you’ve never felt someone cum in you before, but you knew it was something that you wanted to feel again- mainly jake’s cum. you could feel it start to seep out of your hole as jake’s pace starts to slow- letting both of you catch your breaths.

jake lets go of you, letting your body collapse onto your bed. he slowly eases out of you, leaving your hole gaping from the stretch of his dick. he gives himself a second to take in the image, your pussy red and swollen, and his white cum dripping out of it. it makes him wonder if you let jay fuck you raw.

with that, jake’s standing and grabbing the towel hanging on the back of your door. he’s wiping up his cum as your back is still heaving to catch your breath. your hair is messy and your lips are swollen from biting down on them to keep quiet.

“you okay?” jake asks softly as he cleans up between your legs. you hum a yes in response, your eyes remaining closed. jake continues to clean you up, pressing kisses into your back with praises. “did so good for me, angel.”

you hear jake stand and start to dress himself. you turn and watch him shimmy on his clothes, taking in the red marks on his neck and messy hair. he bends down again when he’s dressed, picking up a pair of your sweatpants and tossing them on the bed before turning and going to your drawers, picking out a loose shirt.

“here, y/n.” he passes you the shirt. you smile gratefully at him as you slip it on over your head. he’s turning and looking over the books and papers on your desk as you dress. there’s a pit feeling in your stomach now, and you wish your orgasmic haze didn’t fade so quickly for you to feel like this.

there’s nothing really to say between you guys now. and just when something crosses jake’s mind and opens his mouth, his parents call him from downstairs, telling him they’re ready to go.

jake gives you a sympathetic smile as he’s helping you stand from your bed, which you gladly take as you feel like your legs are still jelly. you follow him downstairs, standing on the last stair as his family says goodbye to you and your parents.

“ready to go?” jake’s mom asks him, which he nods to.

“bye, y/n.” jake turns and gives you a tight lipped smile and a small wave.

“bye.” you answer, returning the same smile as he closes the door after his parents.

your parents didn’t say anything but a quick goodnight when you told them you still weren’t feeling well, leaving you to stay in your room for the rest of the weekend, dreading going to school on monday. there were no texts from anyone, even though you wished there would be.

you were painfully aware that your friendship with jake would be changed now, all because you changed up what you guys usually did when he came over.

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[planefood]

Hi trosper!

How did you get people to care so much about your characters?

I had a longgg response planned for this talking about the intricacies of character design and making appealing character stories which while is important and I might make a larger post about it one day.

BUT I've been creating original characters for over 15 years and i've been posting my ocs online for over 10 years, so that being said... I have a LOT of characters. Character creation and making comics have been a passion of mine before I was even old enough to go to school. My first dive into large scale story creation outside of fanwork started with an epic called Prophecy of the Wind that I started in 2012. It was an absolute mess of stories in a strange furry world that made little to no sense.

Here is a cover for said story I made in when I was 12:

While I'll occasionally redraw these characters for fun I have zero plans or interest in working on this story in the future.

I used to beg people to read my story and interact with my ocs when I was a preteen, though with not much luck. This story was admittedly trash, confusing and only made sense to me. But, I worked on these characters anyway for years until I lost interest naturally and started work on a new project. This cycle continued and some projects got mildly popular and others remained obscure. I created things for fun and if people were interested in it that was just a bonus.

But really, I'm gonna be honest, a lot of what gets noticed online is just right place right time and a majority of my followers do not interact with my Tandy Chipperton story or care about the characters. Most are just interested in the character designs or just my other art or posts in general and that's fine. I can't force people to care about my characters anymore than anyone else can. The nature of this kind of art space is that almost everyone has original characters that they want people to pay attention to but from an audience perspective paying particularly close attention to everyones characters is near impossible.

The only advice I have is less direct. Ask yourself: If I saw my story out in the wild online with no context, would it interest me? Would the character designs draw me in? The concept? Ignoring that epic scene you have planned out in your head that you need to read 20 pages worth of character exhibition to get to, what's actually hooking the average person in? What stops it from being filtered into the noise of the internet.

But really, once you stop creating these personal things for fun but instead trying to appeal to some audience, it sucks the passion out of you. While I do spend a lot of time working on making Tandy Chipperton an interesting story, in the end its for me. Its appeal is niche, it's set in a country barely anyone lives, for one. And it doesn't even appeal to people within said country, outside of me. I guess all I'm saying is is create for yourself first and foremost. I understand the want for a larger audience for your ocs, but the unfortunate truth is that there's not a lot you can control in that aspect. How large an audience you have is not indicative of how good your story is. Please go out and enjoy creating just for the love of creating art.

[ramenwithbroccoli]

hey. turns out there's a wholeass robot i keep forgetting to post about besides it's rapid development so ughh

meet Bernie!

originally named Bernadetta (but she just goes by Bernie) it was build in 1949, with strong mechanisms destined for factory work and a red matter core installed at the back of her head - to keep it as high and far away from dangerous tools and chemicals as possible. it did great in it's work - until a tragedy from the shoreline made general attitudes more and more hostile towards the "robots"

after the story of Giewont broke the news, Bernie's work got tougher as people all around her either feared or outright despised her for what she was. when one day it finally fought back against the harassment, her anger was too great to control. it ended up seriously injuring two of her co-workers and losing its job

with no place in the world that deemed her dangerous, she stuck to the only thing that brought her relief - anger. with all the injustice that happened to her, she decided to pin the blame on the one who started it all - Giewont. it didn't help that her now biggest enemy escaped the country and was never caught. Benrie promised itself to get its revenge one way or another, resentment getting worse with each day she was stuck in the smoking ruins of a hostile country while Giewont left god knows where.

but there was another thing that kept her going. messing around with nothing to life for, Bernie found refuge in creating films. hanging around the producers and actors, perfecting the craft, it found itself amongst the creative group of people who inspired each other. and she drank it all in, sticking out even more from the crowd - if that's even possible with a plasma-ball like head. she also picked up a fancy for motorcycles :]

still, the general public opinions on robots didn't change. that's why it found itself on a mission - to Make Them Understand. because surely, once everyone knows the Truth, they wouldn't treat her so bad. they would know better.

set on her quest to create a movie conveying the Absolute Truth, it found itself in a role of a screenwriter and a director - still, no actors could play their roles as well as she imagined. and so, it's still lead on by three things that power her - revenge, inspirstion and the need to Show Them All

but behind it all. she's still such a loser<3

bonus under the cut:

midnight meme redraw because her ego is fragile as shit<3

[phantomsf0rever]

i start the day lying and end with the truth / that i'm dying for the knife

redraw of this panel from uncanny x-men #350... i think about this all the time it never leaves my brain

[theomnicode]

Hello! What do you think about how the society in OPM accepts that King is the most powerful being in the world? While Saitama is hinted at what may become a danger to society if his strength were to become known? Considering that King has (accidentally and through his own fault) stolen Saitama's merits?

Sorry this one took a bit to answer, I had other business to attend to. This one is another long piece, but I dropped a tl;dr at the end lol.

Honestly though? I think it's perceptional bias.

Perception bias is a broad term used to describe different situations in which we perceive inaccuracies in our environment. It is a type of cognitive bias that occurs when we subconsciously form assumptions or draw conclusions based on our beliefs, expectations, or emotions.

There are several subtypes: Implicit bias: individuals hold attitudes towards people, or associate stereotypes with them, without being aware of this. Fundamental attribution error: individuals tend to blame their failings on circumstances around them, but consider that others are responsible for their shortcomings. Selective perception: expectations about people or situations affect perception.

King is revered as a strong hero and so people would accept and expect him to have strong abilities. Child Emperor pictures these abilities and describes them to King. (Cpt 152, Check) King is also tall, large and mysterious man who somehow exudes a strong aura of being strong willed, capable and a just person. But the public does not know him well enough to actually see through their bias: A physically weak and anxious man who just tries to live his life in peace, but who has heart of gold, wise beyond his years and incredible sense of justice.

Yet despite all this, I worry for King a lot, because the cognitive bias working against him is too strong, almost unnatural. It makes little sense about why this false image is so strong, considering he nor Saitama have THAT many actually proven feats on record or even publically observed. I mean, Saitama literally destroyed a meteor and got accused for it and killed Sea King and the public turned against him...and yet none of those actual, legitimate feats are being exaggerated to this degree like Charanko describes them as in Chapter 192: Level up.

Charanko's examples are so utterly ludicrous without a single shred of actual evidence that the utter shock being told they were lies of it was enough for him to at least start shaking off that cognitive bias and question his perception and seeking out the actual truth. The guy is completely overlooked as just being a weak nobody comic relief character archetype, but he is strong willed, like when he had the guts to attack Garou in direct confrontation.

But I mean, look at this thing, this is completely absurd. Where is the entirety of OPM people's critical thinking skills?

Who in their right mind would seriously believe rumours like solar system destroying level of bomb with a bonus black hole from some rando dude on the internet? Or King not having even been born yet, somehow being the second coming of christ itself?

Plus there is only one goddamn mythology piece in this entire manga that even closely fits the bill of a human(oid) character's birth being foreshadowed and that is OPM's God's mural in a place where literally nobody has seen it before.

Who the F would even be crazy enough to imagine up and spread such a rumour that King, of all people, is actually OPM God who legit nobody even knows exists? So absurd. :D

(Above image is from volume redraw)

It's such a malicious and cruel rumour too, capable of sowing distrust and discord in the entire Hero system when people stop believing in their heroes because they think the entire system is a lie. And they would blame King for it, thinking he's to blame for the lies because he broke their idea of an hero fantasy.

The only hero I can think who actually knows about OPM God is Blast, but he's not malicious. Zero motive whatsoever.

I heavily suspect Psykos for spreading it because this kind of rumour could only come up straight from the source itself. Because she's an alarmist (Cpt 175, Visitor) and OPM God has her in his backpocket to emotionally manipulate. Fubuki might uncover some more information to discover the truth, but I'd take it with grain of salt because Psykos appears to be under some kind of mental illness, possibly psychosis, as Fubuki has pointed out that she had never been a tough girl and something changed her. But I'm no detective and I'm not void of any bias, so here's a sherlock holmes quote:

"How often have I said to you that when you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth? We know that he did not come through the door, the window, or the chimney. We also know that he could not have been concealed in the room, as there is no concealment possible. When, then, did he come?"

Honestly, the magic man in the sky is prolly doing it, we just don't know how because there's not enough evidence, only context clues.

-*-

Bang on the other hand, cannot shake off his bias even if his heart is in the right place. But he was just directly told face to face by King himself that he is weak and he still refuses to believe it because he stubborny keeps believing in his own biases, thinking he's always correct.

Old people do oftentimes think they're always correct don't they? Because they're oh so old and wise and experienced. He does the same thing with Garou and Garou won't accept it.

-*-

Anyways, I worry for King's flailing mental health for reasons because he's thinking about self-harm and he wants to unalive himself by monster hand because he thinks it's already Game over for him.

The cognitive bias around people's minds is actually and ironically, shielding him from the cascading effects of the mass public outcry since he's not ready to face it yet. He lacks willpower, that mental fortitude, to withstand that kind of attack on his psyche. He might do it if people suddenly just snapped out of that cognitive bias.

Some might even say... that he's the cognitive bias itself. King can bullshit so effectively because he's can literally project bullshit out of his every orifice if he needs to. If say, he needs to protect himself or other people. And as long as people keep their cognitive biases, it would help him sustain the image that he's strong and not be hated by everyone if they suddenly snapped out of their cognitive bias. So you could say that...the cognitive bias is helping him survive and protecting him.

A cognitive bias is a systematic pattern of deviation from norm or rationality in judgment. Individuals create their own "subjective reality" from their perception of the input. An individual's construction of reality, not the objective input, may dictate their behavior in the world. Thus, cognitive biases may sometimes lead to perceptual distortion, inaccurate judgment, illogical interpretation, and irrationality.

Look, they're instantly second guessing themselves. Seems to be working very effectively. And Atomic Samurai did some incredible mental gymnastics to convince himself that just by sitting there, King just casually cut the apple even when he saw nothing and nothing literally happened in front his very eyes. (Chapter 189, Blade test.)

At least he has Saitama at his back, because Saitama has a bullshit radar a mile wide and Saitama believes he can change to be stronger. He respects King's opinion to do what is right despite knowing he lacks real power to be that force of change himself. He does not appear at a glance to show implicit bias towards King. He originally saved the guy just because he needed saving and then did it again, despite not knowing a thing about King, aside from the assumption that he must be a strong hero, even if he was asking for information to form an opinion. And then tries to dig deeper into that and questions the logic of King running away and showing lack of bias with his objectivity. (Chapter 38, King)

So as long as Saitama believes in King, he probably won't come to any real harm. But Saitama also has to believe in his own ability to actually help King if the need arises and act upon it, because otherwise it'll just be 166 chapter redux in the absolute worst case scenario.

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So, about perceptive biases towards Saitama, they come out in negative light by default unless proven wrong by him directly.

I'll let the following panel demonstrate. (Chapter 55.7, Sense, vol 20 Extra)

The judge became immediately biased without any reason and attacked his integrity and pretended to know all about him when he actually knows nothing, despite this being ONLY a hero suit contest, not a character judgement and ignoring Saitama's explanation to why he likes to wear what he wears.

The judge won't acknowledge what he saw with his plain eyes as he refuses to believe what happened, Genos is showing different kind of bias because he too, is biased in favour of Saitama and thinks Saitama should win a hero suit contest just because he's strong, despite objectively having a really bland and cheap outfit even HE didn't like. Like a cosplay contest gone wrong if the judge just picks their favourite without any objectivity to their actual suit or performance and what is the point of the judging in the first place. Other people, despite cheering him on...show their true facets with their snide negative comments with their leaps of logic, attempting to tear him down for his good deed and nobody criticises them.

Now for a different kind of perception bias. (Chapter 16, Passed the exam)

Chewing gum might on a first glance, seem very disrespectful when towards authority figures who want your full attention because it inherently implies that the person is too busy chewing gum rather than paying attention, thus creating bias.

However the act of chewing gum in a situation where one wants to study and retain information has been seen as beneficial by studies.

Turns out, chewing gum may have more effects than simply making your breath smell good, or giving you something to do when bored. In fact, some studies show chewing gum can actually increase feelings of relaxation, increase attention, lower stress levels, and improve memory.

Saitama has shown even at the early stages of his teenager years that he DOES actually possess the attention span to study...as long as the subject actually interests him and he has selective interests. Despite all the chatter around him, he's able to tune them out and focus on his study. Give him something really dry and boring that just won't seem to stick and his attention span will waver, because attention is a resource to be managed.

Things like studying psychology can have their humble beginnings often in the interest in what affects human health, because personality types who are keen about bettering others like knowing what makes people tick in order to help them.

So it can be assumed that Saitama, knowing he has a poor attention span in boring seminars but has studied the subject before, anticipated this and simply brought chewing gum to help him focus just a bit more. Unfortunately, Snek became hostile to him and Saitama completely lost his focus and his attention wavered. This is how negative perception bias affects Saitama in his everyday life.

Another example of this selective attention span is where he watches the television because he's also interested in bettering the world as a whole, again because he likes helping other people and it brings him satisfaction. He often watches tv as an adult as well, to the point of doomscrolling. He even has Mob Psycho shirt on, a nod to ONE's other series to show that he's very empathic at his core. (Chapter 8.5, 200 yen, Vol 1 extra)

However, it is also shown that Saitama is incredibly sensitive to baseless judgement, hostility, bias and outside influence and he will get defensive and angry when faced with such and when challenged. (Meteor and Sea king fiasco) People like this who also have high moral integrity like Saitama has shown time to time again, also care great deal about their reputation in other's eyes, because it shows to them if they are doing a good job or not in their moralistic actions. Like a peer review.

Not getting any good feedback and instead met with various levels of hostility just conditions them to not try at all because they think it's their fault that everyone is against them. So Saitama early on has been faced with conditioning and now for instance, he thinks he just can't learn anything new even if he made an honest attempt. He has become insecure and self-critical and will think of himself in a negative light. (Stagnation and growth, chapter 76.) He has effectively build cognitive biases about himself and his true identity.

Here is Saitama attempting to unravel the cognitive bias around himself because he made a self-discovery. King, in his infinite wisdom, gives Saitama some objective perspective when Saitama immediately wants his second opinion about his perspective surrounding this new discovery. King, bless his heart, attempts to genuinely help Saitama but he misses the point of the discussion when Saitama was trying to see if he could bounce his ideas around, such as throwing a video game analogy to King that Saitama knows he SHOULD understand well. Saitama is just very poor at expressing his words due to his upbringing and loneliness and detatchment from emotions, especially without properly parsing it out first. He often thinks a lot louder than he seems to talk, which is why he's often misunderstood.

That is, unless he apparently connects on a deep level like with Genos and then the two of em could talk about anything and everything that comes to mind for days or until they run out of breath lmao. (Maji Drama CD vol 1, Saitama makeover)

King's perception bias towards Saitama is because he just does not know him well enough and his perspective is a bit skewed because of media influence that bring him comfort for his own emotional loneliness...because Saitama is always hung up about something or another because he has so much issues it hurts. King just does not see it or is not willing to believe "Super strong Saitama" could possibly have any issues since Saitama hides them well.

Saitama has far too much free time to think and ruminate, but his own cognitive biases stop him from seeing his true self without all the negativity surrounding him. The negativity of things such as his upbringing as a lonely boy who's sensitive to hostility. (Chapter 15.5, Brushing up, vol 2 extras)

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Perception bias also serves another more...sinister purpose for Saitama. Psychological conditioning. There is potential evidence for deprivation of basic needs, conditioning for violence for protection and subliminal messages for suggestion, among other things. I won't go into details because I'm afraid of also potentially spoiling stuff, so I'll keep the suspense. :D

Here's maslow hierarchy of needs pyramid that explains about our intrinsical needs as human beings to have wellness in both body and mind.

Being deprived of all these needs is akin to mental torture. But so is facing all of the underlying issues at once via hypnotherapy and cognitive behavioural therapy if the patient is sufficiently dysfunctional in a societal setting like Saitama happens to be. Especially if the therapies are performed...poorly.

CBT has shown to be the most effective intervention for people exposed to adverse childhood experiences in the form of abuse or neglect Criticism of CBT sometimes focuses on implementations (such as the UK which may result initially in low quality therapy being offered by poorly trained practitioners. However, evidence supports the effectiveness of CBT for anxiety and depression. Evidence suggests that the addition of hypnotherapy as an adjunct to CBT improves treatment efficacy for a variety of clinical issues. Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) and its symptoms have been shown to improve due to implementation of hypnotherapy, in both long and short term. As research continues, hypnotherapy is being more openly considered as an effective intervention for those with PTSD.

In short, in order to heal mentally, Saitama may need to face mental torture because he has such strong willpower and such strong mental barriers shielding his vulnerabilities on a basic primal need. He can essentially dip himself on lava and ignore the shock reaction from the extreme heat (Chapter 112, Sacrifice) and does not even need to breathe in space and does not notice the extreme cold or pressure of space nor the sun's harmful rays, that's how strongly he shields himself from outside influence. (Saitama vs Garou fight, cpt 167-168) But there only needs to be a sufficient trigger.

ONE sent Saitama home to restore his energy levels in Chapter 197, What only I can do...because he's going to sorely need them for the upcoming confrontation.

Empty Void's ability to genjutsu people casually and cause parallel shifts in the reality and using these to abuse emotional dependencies is like a loaded Chekov's gun on Saitama's forehead. Because Saitama has been roleplaying to re-learn his emphatic skillset after he had suffered too much mental trauma and he's done that a lot with Genos just via interaction. I heavily suspect that Saitama's emotional regulation and empathy suffered when he became too strong and he was emotionally blunting himself.

So, if they so happened to use Genos against him and trigger his PTSD, there's no telling how Saitama will react.

Saitama more than likely has some mental illnesses like disorders and at the very minimum PTSD, not just depression, which can be used maliciously against him and the entire OPM world. There is one more thing about psychological conditioning, but I'm not gonna say it out loud here on this meta, I'm afraid to spoil it. :p *rubs hands gleefully*

There is also a high chance that if he's stressed enough and sleep deprivated enough, he could honestly go into psychosis if the entire world suddenly turned on him because he's sensitive to criticism and hostility.

Psychosis is a condition of the mind or psyche that results in difficulties determining what is real and what is not real. Symptoms may include delusions and hallucinations, among other features. Additional symptoms are incoherent speech and behavior that is inappropriate for a given situation. There may also be sleep problems, social withdrawal, lack of motivation, and difficulties carrying out daily activities. Psychosis can have serious adverse outcomes.

That's where he would truly become a danger to both himself and the entire Earth he's living on if he starts to have delusions, hallucinations and becomes out of touch with reality and also paranoid. So unless Saitama's mental health is adressed in a proper environment, he's a ticking time bomb till someone pulls the trigger on that PTSD and other issues he has. Empty Void can easily do exactly that by abusing his attachment to Genos in a cruel way, just like he tried to do with Flash and Sonic, starting from Chapter 200, Void.

Even seemingly normal, kind and well-adjusted people at the core can become very unpredictable when under high amount of duress and psychosis.

As underlined above, everyone always seems to default to the negative viewpoint of Saitama due to their perception biases and if Saitama's true strenght became more know...public would outright fear him simply because they cannot understand the scale of how powerful Saitama actually is, abnormally strong. Like they'd suddenly become prey to some unknown entity. Add in Saitama becoming more and more loose with his inhibitions from things like sleep depression and they'd have a huge mess in their hands.

Even Garou who fought against Saitama with everything he has, is completely shocked about how insane Saitama's abilities are, because they defy physic laws like it's nothing, so Garou goes "This is insane! What the hell IS this monster!?" when Saitama sneezed jupiter apart. (Awakening of the gods, chp 168)

Saitama has also shown dubious morality by attempting to punch and kill Garou to avenge Genos, but not really thinking or caring that the entire Earth would become collateral damage like Blast mentions as he portals and contains the explosion in Earth atmosphere. Chapter 166, Squared & Cpt 167, I.o) Saitama's mental state, when normally calm and seemingly well-adjusted, was thrown out of the window when he saw Genos died on him and has now become a PTSD trigger. He literally vented out all that anger in his fist in a massive clash of divine power, as told by the Blastice league.

So if perception bias surrounding Saitama was to turn sideways and he'd get dumped the pressure of the world against him, the consequences might become...bad. Saitama needs to be able to regulate his emotions far better in order to withstand mass scale attack from public opinion. Otherwise ONE is playing with fire with Saitama's mental health state, because he does NOT react well to criticism an such and will lash out like he did during the meteor incident, but far worse.

Thus, a danger to society.

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Tl;dr: King has always been viewed in positive light so people perceive his powers as good thing and non-threat because they believe King is a great hero, whereas Saitama has always been surrounded by negative preconceptions about whatever he seems to be doing and public opinion about his hero status is not good, so Saitama busting out his massive, unknown power would instead cause uproar and mass scale panic that someone is even capable of such.

Thanks all for reading and thank you itsmaferart for this question. :)

[azurityarts]

for that art ask game; #4, #22 and #28!

4. piece you wish got more love?

oh BROTHER where do I even start-

It's a common joke among artists that our shitpost doodles end up getting a lot more love and attention than the pieces we spend much more time on, and let's just say there's truth in jest sdhngdhnfdf

If I'm allowed to be self-indulgent, I'd probably go with this recent one? At the end of the day I'm still grateful for whatever I can get though ^^;;

22. do you have a favorite color palette to work with?

I don't think so? Every palette has its purpose in different places, and I usually just want to go with the colors that can bring out the effect I'm going for!

28. whats a piece you would like to redraw at some point?

Answered in this ask!

[sweetshelluvaau]

I think what frustrates me that most about Hellvua Boss is that Viviziepop wants this show to be seen as deep and meaningful, diving into the nitty gritty of why these characters are the way they are and that's great and dandy and all but you can't just do that and then next episode act like nothing happen, reverting back to the status quo.

It's all surface level and means nothing by the end of the day. If you want your characters to be interesting and perhaps even sympatric (having sympathy doesn't mean the character has to be likeable btw and vice versa): Have them grow and learn from there actions. It's not okay for Blitzo, Stolas, Loona or whoever to say 'I was wrong' or 'I'm sorry' only for them to continue to do the same shit again and again.

When Blitzo says sorry to Moxxie about how much of a dick he could be in Truth Seekers, have him ACT like he means it and CHANGE (or at least tries being no one changes fully over night.)

(ps Blitzo being (or any character really) an asshole isn't presay a problem more how his asshole-ness itself is handled and written. I happen to like Blitzo btw, or at least the idea of him as a character but I digress.)

When Stolas says sorry to Octavia for ignoring her and not thinking how his actions hurt her (and being a selfish horny idiot in general and just how he treats...Ya know I'm gonna save that rant for another day when I get to his rewrite. 'kindhearted' my ass.), have him realize that 'hey, I'm being a bad dad' and have him try his hardest to be better. (Heck, maybe even have Octavia not being so forgiving because boy howdy do you give your dad waaay too much lean way. I kinda hope one of the later epsiodes links happens to be true and should have happened way earlier. Sorry I can't feel bad for you Stolas.)

Show that your characters are attempting to better themselves.

Show that actions have consequences and sometimes they aren't always easily fixable, if not ever.

Show us why we should care about your characters.

Anyways I originally wanted to wait til I got my redraws done before posting the rewrites but being how it'll likely be a while for me to draw them all out I may just start posting my rewrites now if anyone is still interested. I did do a redesign sketch of Millie that's on one of my roleplay blogs but I'm going to be changing a few things in the final desgin...

[andejoe]

I love your stories, and that's why I question…

How do you think the aliens reacted to knowing some of the traditions such as the day of the dead or Halloween?

Look, I’m gonna start this off by warning you guys that I don’t celebrate holidays so any misrepresentation here is entirely accidental. I am doing research to try to not be ridiculously wrong but ultimately I’m relying on the internet to tell me the truth so, yeah.

Hope everyone enjoys.

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Instructor Enya did love teaching her Human Studies class. Especially during this particular section. Earth has such a rich history of holidays and rituals that even her human students were learning new things.

On Enya’s desk sat a large bowl filled with slips of paper. On each slip was written the name of an Earth holiday. Each student would walk up and select one at random. Enya’s only rule was if you had celebrated that particular holiday before, you put it back and redraw.

Her students filed inside one by one, and as they did, Enya had them select a paper slip as they went to their desks. Once everyone was settled, she began.

“Today you are all going to research the holiday you’ve selected. I will be here to answer your questions. Starting next week, each one of you will take turns leading the class through the celebration rituals of your holiday. Some of you may have easier holidays than others, but that doesn’t mean your task is easier. I want you to really try your best to bring to life these traditions.”

Almost every hand raised immediately.

Enya nodded, already knowing the questions. “Yes, within reason. The more you are able to show us the celebration, the better your grade, but don’t feel obligated to drag any flora or fauna into my class. Photos will do just fine.”

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Very few students turned in a project at all. Of those that turned one in, only two presented to the class.

The student who was assigned Midsummer made the horrible mistake of watching a vid, which resulted in immediate hospitalization and therapy. Enya considered moving Midsummer to a more advanced Human Studies class to avoid another Hanukkah incident.

Another student did a test run of their project on Baltic Porter Day and ended up hospitalized for other reasons.

Of the two who presented, the Chinese New Year project went over the best, with the student even finding out what animal the rest of the class had.

The Day of the Dead presentation lacked, in Enya’s opinion. They didn’t present a confectionary skull or mention their own deceased family, the two lowest bars Enya set for that particular holiday.

In the end, Enya broke the bad news to her students.

“Now that the holiday portion is over, we’re going into rituals of ancient earth. We’re going to focus mainly on 1990-2010 decades but if you’d like to research earlier or later rituals, you may.”

[thebrainrotsreal]

Hypothetically, how would Mark react to watching Steven Universe? Maybe it’s something he causally watches with Oliver, thinking it’s just a cute kid show but a few seasons later it starts hitting too close to home. I can only imagine how he would react to Steven Universe Future.

I think he would probably end up shooting up into the sky and then crying so hard he starts dry heaving/hj

But YEAH! I very much see the same! Probably watches a couple episodes with Oliver, gets invested, and with all the stuff about Rose being revealed, her arc in backwards, it starts hitting far too close to home, but he can't stop watching. SUF hits him like a wrecking ball, oh my goodness. Rose, who used to a part of the empire the crew are fighting against? Rose, whom Steven didn't know how to handle trying to live up to, and having to deal with everything she's done? Bruh, imagine Mark, post s2 seeing stuff like Storm in a Room, and hear the stuff Steven says.

Steven's lines in this episode? "You put us all in danger and you just disappeared!" "I thought you didn't wanna hurt anyone, but you hurt everyone!" "I finally know the truth, I know what you are, you're a liar!"

But holy shit. This would resonate with Mark so much. I genuinely think Oliver, depending on the age, would just be vibing and look up and seeing Mark just silently losing his shit.

But, oh my god, I need to do a screencap redraw with Nolan here instead of Rose, holy shit, ty for incidentally inspiring me, op.

Though, this does make me wish he had an episode like this for Invincible, while Mark does have his moment in grief, of what he's done in the last episode, I'd fucking love a episode (or couple more scenes) of him in that desert dimension, and he just has a imagery, one-sided convo with Nolan that isn't actual there, leaving Mark with all his thoughts and emotions with no closure.

Mark and SUF would, again, hit him like a wrecking ball. An older struggling Steven trying to find his purpose/what to do with himself when he feels so stagnant and alone?

[quibbs126]

So I decided to start drawing this

It’s based on the ending thing you get for completing the game, though I’m specifically using my 100% screenshot as my reference

It’s not an exact recreation in the slightest, but I also know I fail when I try to recreate things 100%, so I’m fine with it. Might need to keep editing those rocks though

And I’m also realizing I need to tweak the water a little bit so that it and the sand mesh together better. I think I can pull it off

Also also, I know he’s supposed to be there, but I feel like taking out the Prophet (buff guy in the back fishing). To me it doesn’t make sense why he’s there, and not someone like Reno. I mean I get it logistically, since he never had a 3D model, and the Prophet was probably the only other notable character that has a 3D model. But this is my redraw, and I can do what I want

Hmm, maybe I could add Cherry and Plum somewhere in the background too

But yeah honestly, this is coming out a lot better than I had anticipated, I thought it’d look way worse. Especially the water and the palm trees

Though granted, now I have to draw the characters, which without a doubt will be what makes this go downhill, but at least it looked good at some point

And speaking of which, now I have to figure out what brushes I’m using for the characters and drawn items. Because truth be told, I don’t think my normal brushes will mesh with this background style, it’d make them look way more 2D and flat on what’s trying to be a 3 dimensional space. Also my brushes are probably too thick, and I really don’t feel like upscaling the whole thing, I’d have to redo all the background stuff

Not quite sure what I’m going to do for that yet, but we’ll see. Mayhaps brush experimentation may be involved

But yeah one more thing, I’m making this for the Evoland 2 anniversary, but that’s on August 25th, so not only do I have a month to complete this, but I won’t be showing you my finished product until then

Honestly I really hope I remember to finish it, because I’m liking it so far. And yeah, I just wanted to show this off

[goldenkamuyhunting]

I don't know stuff about Satoru Noda, I only enjoy the manga. Why do you dislike him? I wanna know. :0 (you can ignore this ask if you don't want to btw)

That's kind of confusiong because I don't dislike Noda Satoru at all. I don't even know him, how could I dislike him?

I actually admire his great efforts in redrawing and adding scenes in the volume version of his manga, in how he studied hard to create it and other things I mentioned in the past, like how he was willing to share his story to the public for free while it was being printed, as he had faith his readers would buy it regardless of it being accessible for free, that actually having it accessible for free would increase the chances his work would sell well... which, if I'm not mistaken, was proved to be true.

I think you're confused by how sometimes I start my post saying they're NOT a 'Noda apprecciation post' or 'Noda praise fest'.

In truth you can view it as a short for 'Noda'S WORK apprecciation post' or 'Noda'S WORK praise fest' in fact they generally don't talk about him as a person, just about his work.

I genuinely thought it was intuitive enough and it was born by the fact in the past, when I used to praise his work, I also used to praise him as a great mangaka.

Since the "Golden Kamuy" ending felt very unsatisfying to me and forced me to rejudge 1/3 of his manga as that ending is merely the result of problems that happens during it, now, when I make a post that deals not with what I loved with the passion of 10000 burning suns in "Golden Kamuy" but with what I disliked in it, I warn eventual readers as many don't absolutely want to see any criticism, no matter if big or small, with some who even take it as an offence toward themselves and/or the mangaka.

It feels fair to warn people the content they're seeing might not please them, hence the diclaimer.

They're not 'anti' posts, as I believe "Golden Kamuy" has problems but has also plenty of good things that make it enjoyable and wouldn't want to see it erased/destroyed or whatever anti might want.

It's just criticism, which get usually thoroughly explained and to which I also try to always add the reminder that it's just my personal opinion, not some truth from above.

If people want to read it and share their opinion I'm happy, if they prefer to skip it entirely and read solely positive writing about Noda's work, then that's fair.

Please, don't think I've something against Noda, the poor guy had done nothing wrong, with some of his policies I think he did a great service to all the manga readers and mangaka out there. Though, again, it's just me.

Thank you for your ask and for also having been polite in doing it. Asking is always welcomed, though sometimes I'm very slow at replying.

[osakafromazumangadaioh]

(This is a post I made on my cohost a lil while ago, I lightly edited it for clarity)

You've seen this post about Hidamari Sketch right? It's kind of famous, at least it is to me. If you can't click through to see the link text here it is.

Remember how Hidamari Sketch aired during the DTV transition, and SHAFT knew exactly what to do with the new real estate for the widescreen version?

This was a fact that bounces around in my brain like a DVD screensaver. Hidamari Sketch aired in Japan between January and March 2007 during the DTV transition and they prepared two versions for broadcast, one that was HD 16:9 and one that was SD 4:3. I've heard of things going wrong during this transition like the shot of Mugi getting cropped out in the 4:3 broadcast version of K-On but this time period isn't super well researched in the admittedly small digging I did.

So it makes sense that a studio during this time would make these changes right? Your show is going to appear in two very different formats, you're going to want to make sure it looks fine in both. Anyway I was reading the replies of this post one morning and I read one that gave me pause.

This started me researching the analog to digital transition in Japan which I won't get into here but long story short, yes it did air during the analog to digital transition. There was an analog digital simulcast of both signals in Japan that started in about 2003 and ended in 2012 when all analog transmissions were shut down. So there was a period where broadcasters were putting out both HD 16:9 and SD 4:3 to serve people/areas who had not made the jump to the digital signal.

But it got me thinking, some people in the replies were talking about not being able to find proof that it aired in 4:3. Chances are they just didn't know where to look. Anyway I just looked on nyaa and lo and behold.

So I had the original broadcast versions of season 1 and 2 in 4:3. (i was unsure what the second torrent would be, it didn't have any information in the description and "TV broadcast" could have been the 16:9 broadcast bc there was a simulcast but it was the 4:3 version).

Anyway I was curious if there were any other changes, I kind of doubted that there were since it's already a lot of effort to produce two different versions of scenes but maybe there was something that the person that put together the original comparison missed.

If you, like me, believed the truth of that original post I'm about to tell you Santa Claus is not real. I compared these with the BD and found 2 of the frames from the original post. (the other I presume is from the first episode of season one also). And, they're,,, cropped from the 16:9 version.

In hindsight this makes perfect sense, I know sometimes they will redraw or reanimate certain scenes for the blurays because production is sometimes very fucked and they don't have the time to make things to their usual standards but if you're working for TV schedules why would you give yourself more work to do?

I'm sorry im sure this is interesting only to me but "Shaft redrew the wide character shots for HD during the DTV transition" is something that had the same veracity in my brain as, water is wet and i thought about it about as often. Two things make this very funny.

The image is cropped from what I assume is the original which makes it more obvious that it was a joke.*

the person that made that edit (presumably on 2ch or a/ on 4ch) didn't like, make the entire image 4:3 they popped the background out so it wouldn't appear squished. Which is such an insane effort post that you still see people go, oh yeah no it has to be real no one would go to the effort to do that. (read this post, people go to insane lengths for zero reward all the time)

I cooked up a very quick comparison in photopea to show what I mean. At this point it's trivial to remake the background, it's just a repeating pattern anyway.

*I would love to tell which is older but google recently changed how reverse image search works and it doesn't show you pages with the list of dates of when that page was last crawled so it's a little hard to figure out and I don't want to spend a bunch of time figuring out an alternative. So whoever cropped out the obvious joke part is one of histories greatest pranksters in the relatively small pond of people that give a shit about slice of life anime. tl/dr two people, the person that made the original image and the person that cropped off the obvious joke part have combined their efforts to fully prank me 10 years later and I don't think anyone else I've told about this has felt owned or surprised to the same extent as me so I feel like histories greatest fool here

[goleb]

i literally admire the way you always seem to be drawing, and the infinite inspiration you have. I aspire to be like you someday

Thank you... 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

I'm no good at giving advice, but these are things that work for me.

Don't let creation become a chore for you. Make things because you enjoy it, not because you feel like you have to. Try new things! Even if it's just a new brush or a pen, it can really help keep your art feel fresh in your mind. Pick up a different medium if you're feeling adventurous lol. I like pixel art, sewing and knitting so I got into cross stitch, and I like digital painting and sculpting so I got into 3d models. Experiment. Have fun!

Give yourself small goals, whatever you feel works for you, but don't beat yourself up if you don't manage it perfectly either. Remember it's okay to not give every piece your absolute all. Sometimes it's better to make a couple small doodles for a week straight than try to force yourself to finish some big piece and burn yourself out. I started out daily drawing with a week-long challenge and escalated from there over time and now it's just something I do. I still haven't managed my goal of drawing daily for a whole year but who knows, maybe 2024's the year, y'know? Really, all that matters is that you keep going.

For inspiration, well, that depends what you're looking for. Watch a show or read or look at other people's art, listen to music, try redrawing your old art (my personal bias but I love doing that, really shows how much you've improved over time and that can be incredibly motivating) or a screenshot or a meme, or study something you're not so good at like anatomy or shading or backgrounds. Art challenges are always fun and the best part is you can make your own to suit your preferences, which is why every one I ever did was about drawing Roy lol, I live to draw Roy, he's my muse. I owe at least half of my art skills right now to him and my drawing him so much, haha.

Just, remember to start small and grow from there. Going full on in first thing you do may work for some but is also an easy trip to burn out town or giving up because it's not exactly like how you imagined it and you end up feeling discouraged from trying. Truth is very few things match the standards of our own imagination, but until someone invents a way to print out art directly from your mind (which I hope someone does, I have so many pictures I need out of there and only so much time, haha), the best way to get there is to keep doing it anyway and one day you'll wake up and realise how much progress you've made since you first started, and best part is that this is not a one-time experience, and I think that's something to look forward to. So just keep going, you'll get there.

Also feel the need to mention my go-to motivational post, because I saw it once as a young artist and it stuck in my mind to this day.

You got this!