#this was done with like... adobe express?

[fereldensheroes]

Cub cub cub

[livelaughlovesubs]

Sucking off a pretty bf with pretty expressions~

(Dom!gn!Reader x sub!male!character)

It didn’t really matter where or why you two would do it, since he’d always listen to you anyway. All because this love-starved little thing’s so eager for any shred of your affection on a daily basis, following you around like a lost animal. That makes him so fun to bully!

Just pin him against the nearest wall or make him sit down wherever possible. Hovering above the ground or spreading his pretty legs while you teasingly tap his bulge. Once, twice, maybe squeeze it a little or blow hot air against it, all to get a reaction out of him. Watch that bulge twitch all excited, so easy to understand compared to his broken words.

Oh, what’s this? He’s already hard for you~ take it a liiiittle further by kissing his clothes sex, looking up at him to see him on the verge of tearing up. Chest heaving as he throws his palm over his mouth. That’s is? He’s already feeling it so strongly? How was he going to handle you? Well, you don’t mind breaking your toy once in a while.

“H-hurry… please.” Look how naive he is, so unknowing. He’s so cute when he starts begging you with a muffled voice, so pretty and whorish when he hesitantly pulls down his pants and underwear with a trembling hand. Gosh, if you were to take it any further, won’t this pathetic little boy cry? Wouldn’t his mind turn to mush already?

And when you finally start teasing his tip, maybe even giving him loooong and intimate licks along his shaft, be prepared to hear the sweetest moans and whimpers ever! The blush on his cheeks are spreading to his ears and chest, and his sensitive dick is leaking so much pre already! You haven’t even began properly.

If you were to bless him with your mouth, he’d first melt due to your touch. The feeling of your hot mouth and wet tongue on his lewd cock is so erotic, so perverted! He can’t control his voice, it’s all leaking out, “ah- ohh, nghh, ahh-UhmM♡♥︎!!”

What a cute but pathetic thing, already screaming ‘cummin’ m’cummin’!!’ When all you did was suck him off a little. This won’t do, it doesn’t matter if you’re in public or not, this is simply too early for it to be fun. Pulling back just to tell him ‘not yet’. Now he’s crying and whining about how you are too cruel, how he desperately needs you :(

Poor boy, guess there’s no other way huh? He’s so helpless in situations like this, he needs your guidance! At this point you’ve taken pity on him and decided to let him cum, cooing at him, praising him, but since you are sucking him off he can only make out quiet humming sounds.

On the other hand, the vibrations of your voice is driving him crazy, it’s adding so much more pleasure to the already overwhelming batch, it’s so intense he was itching to grab your hair and feel more. Luckily he remembered not to, he knew the consequences, he didn’t want to disappoint you.

That sweet and obedient man is now moaning so loudly you can call him ‘your woman’. Head thrown back as he tried to warn you with broken sentences, “cu-mHMmiiinng!! I’m cu-cuuuu cumminnnng! ♡～”

Not long after he’s shooting his thick and disgusting cum into your mouth, squirming and withering. This won’t do though, you didn’t feel like swallowing it on that day. So instead, you commanded him to open his mouth all wide and to stick his tongue out. Yanking on his hair to make it easier, lining your lips adobe his, slowly letting it drip down from the tip of your tongue.

You don’t even have to order him to and he’s already gulped it all done. Such a good boy, right? Your good boy, your very best and most obscene boy toy. Just to make sure, he’d ask, “Did I do good? I hope I pleased you♡”

Your favourites!

[not-terezi-pyrope]

Often when I post an AI-neutral or AI-positive take on an anti-AI post I get blocked, so I wanted to make my own post to share my thoughts on "Nightshade", the new adversarial data poisoning attack that the Glaze people have come out with.

I've read the paper and here are my takeaways:

Firstly, this is not necessarily or primarily a tool for artists to "coat" their images like Glaze; in fact, Nightshade works best when applied to sort of carefully selected "archetypal" images, ideally ones that were already generated using generative AI using a prompt for the generic concept to be attacked (which is what the authors did in their paper). Also, the image has to be explicitly paired with a specific text caption optimized to have the most impact, which would make it pretty annoying for individual artists to deploy.

While the intent of Nightshade is to have maximum impact with minimal data poisoning, in order to attack a large model there would have to be many thousands of samples in the training data. Obviously if you have a webpage that you created specifically to host a massive gallery poisoned images, that can be fairly easily blacklisted, so you'd have to have a lot of patience and resources in order to hide these enough so they proliferate into the training datasets of major models.

The main use case for this as suggested by the authors is to protect specific copyrights. The example they use is that of Disney specifically releasing a lot of poisoned images of Mickey Mouse to prevent people generating art of him. As a large company like Disney would be more likely to have the resources to seed Nightshade images at scale, this sounds like the most plausible large scale use case for me, even if web artists could crowdsource some sort of similar generic campaign.

Either way, the optimal use case of "large organization repeatedly using generative AI models to create images, then running through another resource heavy AI model to corrupt them, then hiding them on the open web, to protect specific concepts and copyrights" doesn't sound like the big win for freedom of expression that people are going to pretend it is. This is the case for a lot of discussion around AI and I wish people would stop flagwaving for corporate copyright protections, but whatever.

The panic about AI resource use in terms of power/water is mostly bunk (AI training is done once per large model, and in terms of industrial production processes, using a single airliner flight's worth of carbon output for an industrial model that can then be used indefinitely to do useful work seems like a small fry in comparison to all the other nonsense that humanity wastes power on). However, given that deploying this at scale would be a huge compute sink, it's ironic to see anti-AI activists for that is a talking point hyping this up so much.

In terms of actual attack effectiveness; like Glaze, this once again relies on analysis of the feature space of current public models such as Stable Diffusion. This means that effectiveness is reduced on other models with differing architectures and training sets. However, also like Glaze, it looks like the overall "world feature space" that generative models fit to is generalisable enough that this attack will work across models.

That means that if this does get deployed at scale, it could definitely fuck with a lot of current systems. That said, once again, it'd likely have a bigger effect on indie and open source generation projects than the massive corporate monoliths who are probably working to secure proprietary data sets, like I believe Adobe Firefly did. I don't like how these attacks concentrate the power up.

The generalisation of the attack doesn't mean that this can't be defended against, but it does mean that you'd likely need to invest in bespoke measures; e.g. specifically training a detector on a large dataset of Nightshade poison in order to filter them out, spending more time and labour curating your input dataset, or designing radically different architectures that don't produce a comparably similar virtual feature space. I.e. the effect of this being used at scale wouldn't eliminate "AI art", but it could potentially cause a headache for people all around and limit accessibility for hobbyists (although presumably curated datasets would trickle down eventually).

All in all a bit of a dick move that will make things harder for people in general, but I suppose that's the point, and what people who want to deploy this at scale are aiming for. I suppose with public data scraping that sort of thing is fair game I guess.

Additionally, since making my first reply I've had a look at their website:

Used responsibly, Nightshade can help deter model trainers who disregard copyrights, opt-out lists, and do-not-scrape/robots.txt directives. It does not rely on the kindness of model trainers, but instead associates a small incremental price on each piece of data scraped and trained without authorization. Nightshade's goal is not to break models, but to increase the cost of training on unlicensed data, such that licensing images from their creators becomes a viable alternative.

Once again we see that the intended impact of Nightshade is not to eliminate generative AI but to make it infeasible for models to be created and trained by without a corporate money-bag to pay licensing fees for guaranteed clean data. I generally feel that this focuses power upwards and is overall a bad move. If anything, this sort of model, where only large corporations can create and control AI tools, will do nothing to help counter the economic displacement without worker protection that is the real issue with AI systems deployment, but will exacerbate the problem of the benefits of those systems being more constrained to said large corporations.

Kinda sucks how that gets pushed through by lying to small artists about the importance of copyright law for their own small-scale works (ignoring the fact that processing derived metadata from web images is pretty damn clearly a fair use application).

[chronicroderick]

Old Games

Hannibal has been manipulative because he's bored and provokes Will into taking matters into his own hands.

Shameless Smut, Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham, Consensual Violence, Blood Kink, Knife Kink, Scarification, Canon Typical Toxicity, Consensual But Not Safe Or Sane, Wound Fingering, Post-Fall

Old Games on Ao3

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Will was beating the shit out of him, and God, was Hannibal rock hard. This was no fantasy, though there had been many times when it was. This was real, flesh on flesh, knuckles digging into his cheek bones, causing his teeth to clack with each blow. How strong Will was. How resilient those hands were. That was the only thing going through his mind as he tasted his own blood in his mouth.

Hannibal had been more shrewd than usual lately. Picking at Will, second guessing him, even when it was not necessary. Was he sure that he could pick the freshest vegetables from the grocery store? Did he turn the water off completely after washing his face before bed? Was every one of his little mongrel dogs accounted for or did he leave one outside? Will had never forgotten one of his pets, but there was ‘a first time for everything’. Besides his contrariness, the two men had lived the closest thing to domestic bliss that either one of them had ever experienced, even before the fall.

Here they were, off the coast of some Greek island – Will wanted to settle somewhere that was new to the both of them – in a home built from the ground up. It was adobe, white to match the local buildings, set a great distance from any other living soul on a modest cut of land. They had a fenced in garden, expansive, and they had dogs. They would occasionally take day trips to the large islands and scout for new sources of meat. Will went fishing almost every morning and Hannibal would join him, sitting on the shore, reading a book, every now and then glancing up from his page to gaze at his lover who floated far away on his canoe. They should be happy. He didn’t feel happy. He felt bored.

So here he was, flat on his back, Will sitting on his stomach, while those strong fisherman’s hands smashed his face to a bloody pulp. The flames of pain caressed him, cut through him, searing in the cut on his eyebrow now, down into his skull and his brain. A tightness twisting low in his gut. What had he said? Oh, yes.

“Where else would I go?” Will had piped up while Hannibal was chopping carrots.

“What was that, my love?”

“Don’t ‘my love’, me, Hannibal.”

He was only Hannibal when he had done something wrong.

“You think I’m afraid you wish to be somewhere else. You betrayed the FBI for me, Will. We have killed together. We ran away together. As far as I am concerned we are an inseparable pair and I do not understand why you are so paranoid about these things.”

Will stood from where he leaned against the island in the middle of the room and walked up next to him, one hip against the counter and arms crossed over his chest. Hannibal stilled his hands and looked at Will with a warm smile that he knew would infuriate him.

Will frowned, “If you keep playing the fool I’m going to lose my temper.”

A thrill ran down Hannibal’s spine at the threat. At a degree in which he had not felt in a very long time.

“What part do you wish me to play then?” He tilted his head, smile still on his face, fingers curling ever so slightly tighter around the chef’s knife.

Will narrowed his eyes, purposefully keeping them off of the weapon, those ocean blue rings raging darkly behind his glasses. He was so beautiful when he was angry. So stimulating.

“You’ve been toying lately. Undermining me. Eroding.”

This was dangerous territory. Before Hannibal had started picking at Will’s scabs, they had had many heartfelt conversations, one of which included the brunette expressing his fear that his thoughts and actions were not his own, even after all this time. He had soothed him then. He did not feel like soothing him now.

“You speak of me like some spurned housewife.”

“You don’t deny it.” There was an edge to Will’s voice.

“What reason would I have to do such a thing? We are long past the game of cat and mouse,” He turned away, chopping the rest of the carrot, with a dismissive tone, “really, you’re quite the by product of your post traumatic stress, you should quit—”

“Don’t.” Will interpreted, and Hannibal could almost hear his knuckles creak as he formed a fist.

He smiled to himself, knowing full well how it would be interpreted, “Being so paranoid, my love.”

To say the blow came out of nowhere would be a lie, but he had underestimated the hatred behind it, fueling its power, as it caught him across the side of the face. It gave him a headache immediately, Hannibal instinctually switching his grip on the knife, blade pointed down, but Will knew him well. He could feel the calluses against his forearm as his wrist was smashed into the stone countertop with enough force to send shooting nerve pain up his arm, the knife falling from his hand.

Hannibal growled, half anger at being surprised and half pleasure, his other hand coming up to grab Will by the throat, fingers digging into the sides of his neck and pushing the man backwards until his back slammed against the refrigerator. Will’s left hand still held Hannibal’s arm, but his right arm came up, elbow crashing down on Hannibal’s arm, breaking his grip on the other man’s throat. He was feral, unpredictable and blind to the admiration in Hannibal’s gaze as he threw all of his weight into his shoulder and lunged like a football player, tackling Hannibal to the ground.

His head hit the wood floor with a hard knock, dazing him slightly, but his lover did not let the moment go to waste. He felt the weight of Will on his stomach, knees pinning down his out flung arms as they painfully crushed his elbows. His nose crunched with the second punch that was thrown his way, the third surely would have broken it as well, were it not already broken. Will was saying something, something hard to make out over the sound of the blood rushing in Hannibal’s ears and the ringing of his head injury.

“... paranoid. After all those years of manipulating me. Here I am. Here I am.”

Planting his feet, he attempted to buck Will off him, giving himself a chance to roll over, but the moment his weight shifted, he got a swift blow to the eye socket. It was mean enough to cut his eyebrow open, blood pooling at the corner of his eye like a great well of tears, and sloppy enough that it could have caused serious optic damage. The severity of the situation dawned on him. His cock twitched.

“Will –”

There was no reply, only another blow to the face. They rained down on him now, one after the other. He did not fight, did not even struggle. He took in a ragged breath, smothered with arousal, determined to take in every detail of this moment with all five senses. All of Will’s pain and rage washed over him. He could feel the way his skin tore apart, ragged, under the force of Will’s hands. It was delicious to know that he was the cause of such strong emotions. He could hear Will’s heavy breathing, hitching slightly when he exerted himself. It was him, Hannibal, that had so much influence in Will’s life. No one else. He smiled, his lip split in two places, and it felt like being cut with a razor blade as the skin stretched over his teeth. His brown eyes twinkled up at Will, taking in the sight of his bloody knuckles, unsure if it was just his blood. Hoping it was both of theirs. The idea blew his pupils wide. Will’s features darkened and he grabbed Hannibal by the collar of his shirt, before bashing his head into the floor over and over.

“I gave up everything for you! You don’t get to play games anymore.”

He was disappointed that Will had not positioned himself on his lap, for his cock stood at full attention, the inside of his boxers damp with a spot of precum. How ruthless his lover was. Hannibal wished to grind himself against him, while those well trained hands gripped him by the hair, guiding his lucid head to look up. There was a constant throbbing in the back of his skull, his hair plastered to his head with a thick, wet warmth. The kitchen stank of blood, or maybe it was just everything that was pouring out of his nose. When he saw Will’s hard features searching his face, he was filled with a sense of certainty that this was what their victims saw before death overtook them, and need cut through him. Will’s eyes narrowed, which was no surprise, he could read Hannibal like no other.

“You’re hard right now.” He stated disapprovingly.

“I am.” Hannibal replied, blood staining his teeth pink as he smiled.

“You’re not mad at me,” Will blinked once.

“I am not.”

When Will only silently leaned back, removing the weight of his knees from Hannibal’s elbows, he was afraid their altercation would yield no sexual satisfaction.

“Mylimasis,” He whispered, flecks of his blood spraying across Will’s face as he spoke, “do you not find the spark of our old games as exciting as I do?”

Will scoffed, but the corner of his mouth pulled up into a smirk, “You goaded me because you miss getting off to our rivalry?”

“I miss when you were not a domestic animal, Will Graham.”

He could not hide the truth of his words, dismay hitting him like a freight train as he saw the way they made Will’s face twist. As he opened his mouth to explain himself, a hand closed over it, smelling strongly of sweat and blood.

“Not a word.” Will said monotonically.

When he was sure Hannibal would not speak, he removed it, and scooted his hips backwards until he sat right on top of Hannibal’s clothed dick. This made him sigh, the pressure bringing relief, but in return Will slapped him hard enough to turn his cheek red. He gave Will a surprised look and the other man only frowned.

“No sounds either.”

They could both feel the way Hannibal’s cock twitched against Will’s ass. He nodded, just barely, maintaining searing eye contact with Will who was cold as ice. Will began moving his hips back and forth, grinding down on Hannibal who bucked his hips up against him eagerly. He needed to feel more, so much more. His nose ached, the pain pulsing out into the rest of his face as his heartbeat quickened. Will’s hard on was evident, the outline of it visible against his pants, Hannibal eyed it hungrily. His tongue dashed out, wetting his lips, playing over the cuts on them, as he watched Will’s body move above his. He looked glorious, all dark curls and severe jawline, his skin coral and cream as he palmed himself over his clothes. His blue eyes caught sight of the ministrations of Hannibal’s tongue and he leaned down, their dicks rubbing together as he licked one of the cut’s on Hannibal’s lips. The sensation made Hannibal’s hole clench, his eyes fluttered shut as Will lapped up the blood from the second cut. He hissed when he felt Will’s teeth sink into his lip, fresh blood flooding his mouth from the open wound, and because he made a noise Will bit harder, creating puncture wounds and ripping it open more. Will ground his cock against Hannibal, relentlessly dry humping as he kissed him. All Hannibal could taste was his own blood, it was electric, swirling around his mouth on the vessel of Will’s tongue. Will’s lips tasted metallic, soft yet unyielding, Hannibal licked at the back of his teeth, rubbing his tongue over the other man’s with a clear desperation. Will pulled back, got off of his lap, then undid his belt.

Hannibal followed suit, shoving his pants down without a word, his cock springing free. Will didn’t look at him, he only tugged his own pants and underwear off over his shoes, and flung them to the side. Hannibal felt like his excitement was visible to the naked eye, the way the scent of his blood flooded his senses, his skull pounding in time with the rushing in his veins, the thick swallow he had to take every couple seconds, it all stoked his desire, the object of which now crouched over him, hovering just above his aching cock. He looked down at himself, saw how stiff his dick was, flushed pink, thick and sure to spread Will open like many times before. He almost whined like a dog when his lover gently lowered himself, his hole squeezing his tip over and over, precum slicking the entrance. Then the sensation was gone, Will was standing over him now, looking down with that cutting gaze.

“Will?” Hannibal protested the lack of contact.

Shaking his head, Will’s hand wandered the counter, in search of something out of Hannibal’s line of sight.

“You want the delight of carnage. I'll oblige.”

The blade of a knife glinted in the sunlight that came through the window as Will inspected it, surely for Hannibal’s benefit. It was lean, one they often used to filet seafood. His cock jerked and he wiggled his loosened front tooth with his tongue.

“It seems you almost knocked my tooth out, my love.” He tried to hide the elation in his voice as he once again spoke out of turn.

Will fell to his knees, straddling Hannibal once again, their bare dicks rubbing together as he worked the tip of the knife into the small crevice of tender flesh between his collarbone and his shoulder. Hannibal closed his eyes, clenching his teeth in a mixture of pain and pleasure. He tried not to think about the hole that was cut in his shirt. Will twisted the knife as if he was lazily trying to start a fire, tearing more fabric and skin. It made his head spin. When he did not respond, Will pushed slightly harder, until a half inch of stainless steel was inside him. He could feel the warmth of his blood welling up around the tip. Felt the warmth of it pooling into his clothes.

“You could cause serious nerve damage if you're unfamiliar with what you're attempting.” Hannibal chimed clinically.

“Enjoying being a brat, are we?” Will purred, gently pulling the blade towards him, cutting Hannibal at such a slow pace it was ripping more than slicing.

The blue eyed man hummed happily as Hannibal bucked his hips, their cocks sliding over one another, his precum wetting his own happy trail. Will moved on, tracing the knife lightly over Hannibal’s chest, poking and prodding every now and then until he settled just below his belly button. Hannibal watched the entire time, never taking his eyes off those brilliant hands as Will gripped the hem of his shirt and cut it in one long go right up the middle, as if he was being gutted. The fabric fell open, revealing his chest and stomach that already had a few red marks, and Will pushed it out of the way, ghosting his fingers through Hannibal’s chest hair. He rubbed his hips teasingly, cock brushing back and forth against Hannibal’s, resting all his weight on the hand in the center of the older man’s chest. Holding him down. Hannibal could feel his heartbeat thumping against Will’s palm. With the knife in the crook of the L of his thumb and forefinger, directly over Hannibal’s heart, Will applied pressure, the sharp bite of which bloomed outwards.

“Put it in.” It wasn't a demand or a question, it was like Will was observing the weather or their horoscopes.

He was more than happy to obey, grabbing hold of himself, resisting the urge to pump his cock, and lined it up with Will’s hole. Not a moment after his tip brushed the man’s ass did his lover sit himself onto it, slowly taking his cock, never taking his eyes off Hannibal’s face nor the knife off his chest. Instead, the more length he took, the deeper he drove the blade into Hannibal’s sternum. It was overwhelming.

“Penetrating me as I penetrate you?” He quipped. This was all part of it. Will knew he could never resist a chance to prove he would be willing to take things further than Will would.

In response Will cut into him. It wasn't hesitant or jerky, it was almost surgical. Deep enough for blood to spill immediately, but shallow enough that Hannibal was not afraid for his life. It hurt, it made him tense involuntarily as the knife made its way down his chest, leaving a burning crimson trail behind. All while his cock was slowly buried to the hilt inside the other man. He groaned, not trying to be a smartass, as Will began moving up and down, but was punished for his transgression anyways when the knife sunk deeper. The scarring would be unavoidable at this point. Hannibal ground his teeth together to keep from speaking, grabbed Will by the hips and helped him ride faster. His dick was being squeezed so tight, pumping in and out of Will’s hole as he watched the brunette’s cock bounce with every thrust. He pounded up into Will, hips snapping against the bottom of his ass. His passion made the work of the knife unsteady, dipping deeper and shallower with no design at all, the line Will was creating winding ever so slightly like a river down to just above his belly button. Hannibal could feel drops of blood cascading down his belly towards his ribs. Will moaned above him, clenching down on his dick, then ran two shaky fingers up the wound he had just inflicted, never slowing down, Hannibal violent in his thrusts that made every curl on Will’s head bob.

Will brought the two fingers up to his pink lips, dark pupils trained on Hannibal’s face as Will sucked on his middle and index finger. He pulled them out clean, except for the faint ring of red that was like lipstick around the second knuckles. Hannibal’s eyes narrowed with lust and he grabbed the hilt of the knife in Will’s hand, at first the other man resisted letting go, but when he slowed down in his thrusts, emphasizing his sincerity, Will relented. Hannibal took the weapon slowly out of his lover’s hand, Will was doing all the work with his hips now, and the salt and pepper haired man turned the blade on himself, tip pressed firmly to his stomach. With a small smile and a slow blink, jittery from the heat engulfing his dick, he stuck the end in his abdomen, somewhere he knew wouldn't be vital if he had gone deep enough for that to even matter. It made him gasp and he was so close to the edge now, but he wasn't finished. Hannibal dropped the knife, grabbed Will's hand firmly, splayed out his fingers, then pushed one of them greedily inside the wound. It made him shudder, meeting the pace of Will’s hips now, feeling the tip of his finger inside the cut sent stripes of ecstasy straight to his dick. Pumping himself in and out of Will, while Will pushed his finger deeper into his skin, Hannibal stroked the man’s cock, admiring the slight bend in it and the feeling of precum slicking the inside of his hand. Both of them were covered in a sheen of sweat and blood on the kitchen floor. He felt like an animal. He felt alive.

“This is what you wanted?” Will asked, words punctuated by small gasps.

Hannibal nodded, racing to the end, all fervor and fire. Slamming up into his Will. His Will. He would bleed only for this man. He would hold all of his beloved 's rage. He was made to bear any pain his lover put his way. Hannibal’s thoughts were becoming less linear. Will was panting, surely his legs burned, his dick twitching in Hannibal’s uncoordinated grasp, until finally he came. Seed shot onto Hannibal’s chest, mingling with his blood. The feeling made Hannibal climax too, unloading inside Will with a stifled moan. He couldn't take it. He sat up without thinking, grabbed Will behind the shoulders and sank his teeth into the crook of his neck. Will cried out, but didn't push him away. He bit deeper, Will’s hole milking his cock of every last drop of cum, his wounds throbbing and burning and flooding his body, his lover’s cum making a warm, slow trail down his stomach into the deep cuts. He might need stitches. Biting deeper. Will would be bruised. They'd have to set his nose. He did not break the brunette's delicate skin.

They sat like that on the floor, Hannibal’s teeth in his neck, Will’s trembling thighs straddling his waist. Hannibal pulled back, still ensnaring Will in his grasp and looked into his eyes. They seemed bright, normal, better than the storm he had cultivated for the last few weeks. He kissed his nose and brought him into a hug. Will sighed and rested his head on Hannibal’s shoulder. Their breathing slowed. Their heartbeats turned to normal, almost in sync. It would be enough. It already was.

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I am so incredibly upset because I couldn't find the gif of fantasy Hannibal smiling on the ground as Will beats him :'( EDIT: I FOUND IT YAHOO

[awesomeabbeygirl]

Teach me your ways! I want to be a girl, and a pro captioner like you!

Well first off, thank you!!

If you, or anyone, wants to get into making their own captions, I'm more then happy to help!! (For everyone else, sorry I'm going to geek out here for a moment. Feel free to enjoy my captions from earlier today!)

For me the hardest part is the writing, as I have to be in the write frame of mind. So when I'm in that mindset, I will batch out a ton of the writing all at once. I probably have a good 40 captions that I've put writing on, but haven't done any of the sprucing too yet. After that, I can spend my time making it pretty as I have free time.

I'm happy to go into more details separately, but here are three things that I'm doing today that really help me out.

Find a consistent look. These days all of my caps are the same size, and I've been using a border as I like the way it looks (and it helps when people steal my caps to tell when they crop out my logo). The point is though, the consistent look gives you a starting template to work from instead of starting from scratch each time.

You DON'T have to caption every picture you find. If you find a picture that speaks to you, make sure to write down why it does somewhere. Because this will be the basis for your caption!

Find a program that is easy for you to use. I started with Photoshop, I've used Adobe Express, but right now I'm actually using Canva. Super friendly to use, has some great built in features, and can handle gifs. Top it off, it's free!

I hope that helps! If you'd like me to take a look at some of your first tries, I'd love to! And if anyone wants to talk shop, feel free to drop me a DM.

XOXO Abbey

[nicefieldsfm]

Dear Nicefieldsfm,

I hope you are doing well. My name is [Your Name], and I am an aspiring animator and a huge fan of your work. Your "Life is Strange" animations have deeply inspired me, and I would love to create my own.

Could you please share some advice on the following:

Software and Tools: What do you use for your animations?

Workflow: How do you go from concept to final render?

Character Design: Tips for designing and rigging expressive characters?

Scene Composition and Lighting: Key techniques for capturing the series' emotional tone?

Thank you for your time and inspiring work. I look forward to your response.

Hello Jim-Chen!

Thank you, glad you like my stuff! I haven't made videos in a while, but I used to make them in Source Filmmaker. For my last few videos I moved over to Blender which is way more advanced, which I'd definitely recommend. Both are free to download.

As for workflow for my animations, I'd just start animating at the beginning and see where it goes from there. I'm a very visual thinker so I always know what I want it to look like in my head. When I'm done I export my animations as an image sequence and import them into Adobe Premiere Pro where I edit them, add sound and export the final video.

In case you're not aware, all models are extracted from those Life is Strange video games. I didn't design them. 😬 I don't even have to rig them, other people in the community have already done that, I just download them ready to go. I always use the same models and locations so I'm always good to go.

I've always liked studying cinematography in movies and TV, I'd suggest studying your favorite movies and art. One common trick is to keep the background dark and to light up your actors to make them stand out in the scene. I usually have some backlight too, to make the edges of characters pop. A lot of my pics and videos can have up to 4 light sources per character. I would also recommend having some volumetric lighting. Lighting is key.

To give them a "film look" I make my videos 24 fps which I think is pretty rare in the online 3D community, a lot of animators make them 30 or 60 fps for the smoothness.

I will usually have a shallow field of view with some depth of field. I also sometimes add a little bit of film grain. This is all personal preference to go for that "film look".

Thanks for the question, I hopes this helps somewhat!

[bosskie]

Be My Next Product

I felt like redrawing one of those older Molluck drawings I have done since I really like this one!

Even I know that it doesn't look so good as coloured, I still felt like doing it, making them look more similar. But yes, I also added the same filters there. You might have noticed how I like to add filters to my drawings... It's also the way how I can make those photos of my drawings this clean and good-looking. But frankly, the main reason I tend to put those filters is to kinda make the drawing more messy and hide my drawing... Yeah, it can sound odd but it's just me hiding my flaws... Though yes, I also like those filters in general. Dunno if it interests but I'm using over two decades old Adobe Photoshop Elements 2.0 to edit images. (Y) No need for any newer one.

But yes, the whole idea to this drawing came from this text you can find from Abe's Oddysee:

A readable slideshow I hope. (I have no idea how people actually make GIFs... I just take the pictures myself and use my Photoshop.)

But I really love that text, especially when Molluck (I assume) calls his own products as disgusting; yeah, he knows it! Oh, and well, now it comes to my mind that there was also a text 'you are what you eat' at RuptureFarms, so is Molluck saying that the ones who eat his products are disgusting... Probably something like that, considering the egoistic nature of the Gluks. I just like to play around with some thoughts, made they sense or not. Like, it made me laugh when I heard that one of those reasons why there was is no SligStorm game is that they thought that a Slig would be a too ugly protagonist... Like, the reason why Sligs have a mask is basically because Glukkons find them ugly... Seems that it's not only Gluks then who think so... I don't find Sligs ugly though, I really like their design! Oh, and if the protagonist being good-looking is important, Molluck should be one next!

Yeah, I did play Abe's Oddysee to that part for that GIF and I have been wondering if it's actually my favourite Oddworld game... But it might be just 'some tricks' my love for Molluck does... I just cannot help myself but I also love that AO Molluck! I love that murmur he does during the opening cutscene, when Abe introduces him 'the meanest boss in the world'... I bet that Abe must think that after seeing his plan but it was probably nothing personal, Abe! But yes, I see that it was better that Molluck failed, even I do not wish anything bad to him... I love to see Molluck being happy, no matter what was the reason for his smile. I also just love a certain 'crazy gaze', like this another older sketch pictures:

I just love that expression! Been thinking drawing more stuff like that... Oh, and I remember some people wondering why Gluks lick their teeth... Well, my answer is that I guess that it's just a part of their behaviour. Like, I also do that for no reason... It was before Molluck! So yeah, honestly, that's yet one more reason why I see myself in him, he does the same odd stuff as me...

I just gotta say that I love that certain 'nastiness' of Molluck. I have seen people calling him nasty but I cannot really find him nasty... Though yes, I see that certain 'nastiness' but I only love it... That's why I wanted to make that redrawing somewhat nastier too. Oh, and that '💛Molluck' is a part of that too since it means 'with love, Molluck'. Heck, I get yet more associations... Just seen some ads where companies say that they make food with love, so at RuptureFarms, you are butchered with love! Yeah, what a sweetheart, making the favourite meat treats with love. (I'm not saying everything seriously, you know.) I still cannot help myself with that I find him so adorable and just love him so much...

Oh, and while getting the stuff for the GIF, I also remembered these odd Gluk heads.

I suppose that they are cameras or something, making you feel like being watched.

Man, looking at those crate piles makes me wonder how Molluck's business was going down... I guess that it might have been about quality, not so much about that there was not enough meat... Yeah, this makes me remember that review from one customer you can see in New 'n' Tasty about Paramite Pies... Yeah, it makes sense now... Like, in Abe's Exoddus there are even more RuptureFarms products introduced, like 'Slurg Sundae with extra rot'... And I have also seen there being products that are just made from some random meat stuff that was found... It's sweet of him to use all the possible stuff and parts but the quality... This makes me wonder if his investors wanted him to make that rotten crap or was it just him being desperate... It just sounds like none of those products were actually good... Man, this just makes me have much questions and wish to have a talk with Molluck, like sit down with him and hold his hand...

I just cannot help myself with him... I wish him all the best. Like, I really wish that his injuries/scars from the hit don't cause him (too much) pain, making him more irritated too... Man, I'm just giving all my love to this Gluk...

[saintmeghanmarkle]

DRAMA! Misan lost it after Twin Talk's dad said in his opinion Misan's photo of them at One Young was manipulated. by u/Lensgoggler

DRAMA! Misan lost it after Twin Talk's dad said in his opinion, Misan's photo of them at One Young was manipulated. I watched two videos by Twin Talk yesterday. In this one https://youtu.be/cKtmKFHwhZc?si=VqXvbku7Eafl5ukt their dad - who has 52 years of experience in photography industry - says in his opinion, the photo of the Harkles at One Young World (the red pant suit one) is heavily manipulated. Then I watched the live (https://www.youtube.com/live/2xfWypbo3K4?si=5vlTTkUSsWpcO0J_) where Misan then lost it on Twitter, threatening to demolish Twin Talk's dad 'by uploading the RAW'. And he did! Twin Talk had a live while this was happening. He did! He sent a DNG file. Now there are a few things about it.A DNG is originally an Adobe format, but it's used by a few camera brands as the RAW. (Link to Wikipedia article about DNG So it can be unedited RAW like Misan claims.HOWEVER. DNG can be created from other formats. There are countless DNG converters, and as we know, there are also metadata editing softwares out there. Not saying Misan did create the DNG out of non RAW file, but I'm saying it can be done - and according to Twin Talk, it did take him 5-6 hours to forward that RAW file he threatened to demolish their dad's 50 years of experience with.Twin Talk said they'll do a video of the christening photo soon.Misan seems nervous!It's getting really interesting, especially to those who have some knowledge of photography. Grab your popcorn y'all. post link: https://ift.tt/CVfr8yk author: Lensgoggler submitted: March 22, 2024 at 08:30AM via SaintMeghanMarkle on Reddit disclaimer: all views + opinions expressed by the author of this post, as well as any comments and reblogs, are solely the author's own; they do not necessarily reflect the views of the administrator of this Tumblr blog. For entertainment only.

[sentientsky]

hi Wren 🧡 for the ask game🦷📚🪲?? (only if you want :)

omg hi marcela! :) thank u so much for the ask!!!! 🦷 ⇢ share some personal wisdom or a life hack you swear on these are all over the place, but here ya go:

resting can be productive. i know it doesn't feel like it cause capitalism and colonialism have conditioned us to see productivity as residing solely within the realm of wealth accumulation, etc. but u need rest, and there's no shame in caring for yourself

in an emergency, moss + pine sap + willow bark can act as a great natural first aid kit. moss (specifically spaghnum moss) is twice as absorbent as cotton bandages, and it has significant antiseptic properties. pine sap is antibacterial and antifungal and can help heal wounds. willow bark reduces inflammation via salicin.

audiobooks! from! the! library! (use libby, hoopla, overdrive, or one of the others. it's a great way to support your local library)

adobe express is a great free tool to make rly nice gifs

📚 ⇢ what's the last thing you wrote down in your notes app?  okay, so for context, i keep a list of all the things @actual-changeling recommends to me. the last thing i wrote was this:

🪲 ⇢ add 50 words to your current wip and share the paragraph here my most recent wip is a poetry commission, which i don't think i can share until it's done. uh. so have this paragraph from an x-files wip instead:

Something in him rises to the surface, all scar tissue and broken promises, and it begs him to pull away, to stumble back into safety. And yet, in perfect synchronicity, like two metronomes moving in tandem, a much louder part of him makes itself known--it urges him into the light like Icarus reaching for the sun. He pulls in breath. He remains trapped, a man possessed by the weight of kindness given without a scrap of expectation. Mulder doesn't know if he's ready to burn.

ask game

[cryptid-manor]

FAQ, Q&A, Resources

Hi, I’m new in town and you lot have been very kind to follow me.

Here’s a little blog post that I update occasionally.

Do you have any technique or app recommendations?

If I’m on-the-go, on my tablet or phone, I use a lot of different applications. Procreate w/ an Apple Pen, Midjourney, Dalle, Glitché, Filmm, GlitchCam, Groovo, Canva, PicsArt, VSCO. I’m getting into Lightroom, Photoshop and Adobe Express editions. Save and edit and save and edit and save and edit and save and edit.

If I’m at my desk, I use GIMP a lot. I use or add a few old school glitch art techniques that can only be done on my Mac or on my PC. Versions tend to jump from phone to laptop to phone to laptop.

Here are two tutorials if you’d like to learn some, ever more seemingly, old school techniques for yourself. I’d be utterly pleased if this was your first entrance to “glitch art” —

Do you sell prints or shirts or any fine, fine merchandise anywhere?

Not of anything I make with MidJourney. Well, technically, no merchandise of anything right now. If you see it sold online, it’s a fake. If you see anything of mine go viral somewhere other than this Tumblr account, it’s fake.

Maybe I’ll make postcards, some day, out of sheer novelty. But, honestly, right now, a lot of this blog is going to turn into behind the scenes, drafting, etc.

…

i.e…. “~•*•THE PROCESS•*•~”

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At 800 followers, I feel like I’ve cultivated a scene that I can trust with feedback on my other passion projects.

Wait, other projects?

Oh yeas. Have you ever read House Of Leaves? That’s what the inside of my brain looks like if I don’t Make Things.

Ok cool.

Yeah, for sure, of course.

Can you recommend any fandoms or other accounts that you like?

I like stuff. Stuff is good. Have you seen some of the stuff out there? It’s everywhere. Stuff is all over the place, and I love it. And I love that for me. And I love that for you.

Stuff for everyone, stuff for all, I say, at times when I’m going from here to there.

Here’s some of the stuff I like. Do you have any stuff you like?

— Degenesis (TTRPG)

— Trevor Henderson (@slimyswampghost on IG)

— Plastiboo (Artist)

— @louceph (seriously, a truly amazing artist)

— @hannahorca (wow wow wow)

— LIMINAL_ (TTRPG)

— MORK BÖRG (TTRPG)

— Mayfair Watchers Society (Podcast)

— Quiet Part Loud (Podcast)

— Welcome To Scarfolk (Book)

— Uzumaki & Gyo (Manga)

— Elden Ring (Video Game)

— Lovecraft Country (Series)

— Blasphemous (Video Game)

— Berserk (Manga)

— Oats Studio (Series, Netflix)

— District 9 (Movie)

— Love Death + Robots (Series)

Any more?

Sure but they might be “off-brand” for the aesthetic.

— Hollow Knight (Game)

— The Long Dark (Game)

— Frostpunk (Game)

— Nausicaä (Movie)

— Princess Mononoke (Movie)

— Scavenger’s Reign (Series)

— Raised By Wolves (Series)

— This War Of Mine (Game)

— Midnight Gospel (Series)

— The Beginners Guide (Game)

Okay, so hey I’ve fallen in love with one of the Monsters on here. Can I adopt it and name it and feed it and call it mine?

Listen your head-canon is your head-canon but for god’s sake remember that I have to read the fic and you have to write the fic. A curse on both our houses if ever used for PvP combat.

Do you sell NFTs?

No.

Okay…have I thought about it? Yes. Sure. Whatever. But I don’t sell NFTs. No “legitimate” NFTs of my work exists. If you see it, it’s fake.

I’ve told myself there’s only one way I’d use an NFT or Ethereum — if someone would like to “legally” adopt one of my OC critters. I would literally draw up the novelty adoption papers. That sounds like so much fun.

Conclusion

Thanks for hanging out and reading my words. This kind of came to an abrupt end, didn’t it? Yeah, pacing isn’t something I’m good at yet. But am I not deserving of love, simply as one voice amongst the many spiritual echoes singing the tune of our grand eternal choir of life? Am I not worthy of perhaps a little treat?

[k00296471]

The Electives for Project Movement.

•For the theme movement, I chose to do wind. I had to portray this in my three electives.

1. Animation

2. Graphic Design Communication

3. Painting

Throughout all the workshops in the project movement, I've learnt a lot about the principles of graphic design. How to use Adobe Animate and the steps in writing a short animation. Like character design, background making, and colours. In the painting workshops, I've learnt about life drawing and life painting.

What would I change?

•In my project, I would have liked to have changed my theme from calm wind to something less obvious. Like extreme weather. Also, I would have liked to go to more dept of my yoga breathing ideas. Expressing those ideas through painting animation and GDC.

•I've learnt that my skill of representing themes in my art is weak. Going back over my project movement, wind wasn't portrayed well enough. I focused too much on the appearance of my art and not enough on the theme. Which is the most important. I suppose I got lost in the details.

•I have the ideas for better wind representation, but I didn't apply them in time.

•I did the same wind theme in my three electives. I didn't link my three disaplins together well enough.

•In animation, I should've used the information I learnt in graphic design and painting and applied it to animation. Also, I should have written a stronger storyline. I should have watched the animation seminar again.

•Lastly, I would have had a more one on one tutorial with my teachers.

Choice

•Out of the three electives, I'm choosing animation as my first choice.

•I really enjoyed story boarding and character designing. Even though I didn't do much work in animation workshops, I have a lot of ideas, and I have enjoyed those workshops the most. I should have done a lot more. I enjoy working in teams and building stories together, which I think is vital for the animation industry.

•I've a great interest in stop-motion animation even though I didn't touch on it at all for the movement project.

•Even though I find the technology difficult. I will learn. I see a future for myself in animation.

•I will be disappointed to give up graphic design. But I hope to use what I've learned in graphic design communication and use it in my future animations. I feel the two electives have a lot in common.

•I'd love to add painting into my animations. Also, do painting in my spare time as a hobby.

[fainthedcherry]

PARAMORE RELEASED THEIR A24 TRIBUTE COVER TODAY. AND I GOT INSPIRED BY THE LYRICS AND THE VISUALIZER.

IMAGE CREDITS BC VERY OBVIOUSLY THIS IS AN EXPERIMENTAL PIC COLLAGE PIECE PRIMARILY BELOW DESC (I DID NOT TAKE THE COOL PICS OBV.)

OK GIANT CREDIT BLOCK GO (Freepik and pexels my beloved saved my entire college year lmao):

1 OCEAN WAVES

2 OCEAN WAVES AGAIN

3 YES A THIRD OCEAN WAVE

4 VERY COOL DROPLETS

5 FLAME. OO FIRE PRETTYYY /POS

6 BG I CHEATED YOU INTO BELIEVING IS RAIN

The drawing though is made by my acoustic arse /lh

THE LYRICS ARE TAKEN FROM THE VID I LINKED. HAYLEY'S VOICE MY BELOVED AND FOREVER DEAREST ENTIRE BAND /POSPOSPOS. I wanna sing like Hayley so badly, she is such an idol to me, when it comes to vocals and I wish to sing as expressive as her some day 🤧✨💖

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WHAT MORE CAN I SAY, OTHER THAN I'VE BEEN EXPERIMENTING WITH SHORT DRAWINGS, THAT TAKE UNDER A DAY TO COMPLETE TO FIGURE OUT SOME THINGS I WANNA DO AS AN ARTIST AND POSSIBLY COMMISSIONS. + These drawings genuinely kinda de-stress so it's been free therapy too, oops. I wanna do more of these vector-style drawings, that are just me taking lyrics and creating these fun collages, of things that inspire me or I like. It's a chill practice and lets my creativity actually do the work for once, instead of my usual need to outdo myself in every drawing and improve lmao. Improvement is cool and all, but dear god did I not realise how hard my need for perfection last year stress and strangle me tf out. I seriously need to re-evaluate the way I approach art as this massive, intimidating medium, when most artists literally draw for fun, and for me it's been like...A Sisyphean task.

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If you enjoyed seeing this, I might make a sequel with C'est Comme Ca and w/ Marco in it instead and a red BG,, if I want to, I might turn these into a series, just like those aesthetic icon drawings I made of my 2 boys, started Lotta, and IMMEDIATELY lost that sketch due to my USB's death back in 2022 and lost all motivation for art due to that massive loss /neg

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Not sure what else to add here other than my thoughts that I already did!! Other than ofc, the usual, MASSIVE thank you to my friend Hollowed-Hartlocke for introducing me to Paramore back in 2019 <3

Think I'm done rambling now tho!! OH WAIT. I can add, that I had to actually pull out Adobe Illustrator just to add stretched text for aesthetic purposes. Then I got so impatient with the effects panel not showing me the usual layer-effects and me being too lazy to look up, whether InDesign was the one, that had the usual layer effects I use in an Adobe program or not. Btw still mooching off my college acc that shoulda been dead long ago but just isn't??? LMAO I'M STILL GONNA USE IT IF I CAN ALRIGHT.

OH YEAH BTW. This drawing took 3 hours. NO I'M NOT KIDDING. PEOPLE WOULD PROBABLY BE SHOCKED THAT SUCH A LAZY LOOKING PIECE TOOK SO LONG. BUT I GENUINELY AM RATHER SHOOK THAT I TOOK SUCH LITTLE TIME TO CREATE THIS. TBF I threw MOST proportion checks and canvas flips I do out the window, so there's a BIG chance I will hate this, if I flip the canvas xD ANYWAY I RAMBLED LONG ENOUGH I THINK NOW. JUST ENJOY EXPERIMENTAL ART

^Before-bed edit; Yeah his torso's a TAD too much leaning to the left, it's off-center to the rotation of his pelvis to be in fact, but maybe? I'll roll with this mistake. It kinda gives the piece its abstract nature..I kinda like the mistake?? This is the first time in my life I ever tolerated a mistake I did and now declare it on purpose and will probably build one into the next piece as well. Hell, maybe it'll yield an interesting result. Anyway, it's 12PM as I write this, and I have to get up at 4AM for my train soOooo, yeah, gotta sleep ASAP for school.

I have NO clue again what to 100% accurately tag this, so forgive me if the tags are wrong LMAO, I just will believe what I believe it has overlaps w/ within art-genre.

This piece kiiinda gives pop art??? So I'm gonna tag it as such as well, but but might be incorrect. If a pop-art enjoyer wants to correct me, PLEASE DO. I'm going off the definitions of pop-art I learned in high-school. So I could most def be wrong about me adding this tag in particular. How tf do people confidently tag their posts when I doubt almost every tag I add man. Tagging is the worst part of uploading art to me due to how hard it is to label art really, not meant to be in a genre. xD

Def adding Paramore tags tho bc I NEED to know more Paramore fans out there bc we feel like such a tiny community, when they're literally one of the most influential rock bands of the 2000s and 2010s imho AUGH

[rebelangelsims]

self-love time! talk about which ones of YOUR creations (edits, artworks, fanfics) you like the most then send to other creators to do the same 💜

Thank You! so much 💜

This edit here with miss Edith which is also my simblr icon may be a simple edit with Adobe Express but it's is probably my favorite; The purple ombre background is my favorite color, the moon represents Edith's part bloodline in Within The Hollow Crown and the flowers I was listening to Jisoo's song flower while making this oh and the rose is mine and Edith's favorite flower. You can find the original post here.

Again another simple edit using Adobe Express; this one link to Within The Hollow Crown as you could probably tell there are some flaws but I think it's not bad for my first edit using Adobe Express. You can find the original post here.

These are two different versions of Within The Hollow Crown's cover again simple the moon done with Adobe Express and the Title with an app on my phone

This one was very simple I added the lyrics using an app on my phone but this is a favorite of mine because of Edith in a flower field. You can find the original post here.

This one you have to see the full post but this one was when I broke up Natedith (Nathan and Edith) this is long before Min-Joon again simple with the lyrics added but it also tells a story. You can find the original post here.

Again simple I was messing around with my reshade and got this picture; Then I added the lyrics. You can find the original post here.

This one is very simple edit, I used the Love yourself: Answer cover art from BTS' Album and added Edith

[sunnylandsworldwithwords]

My writing steps

Okay so I'm gonna be honest I'm a very messy writer. [Pretty sure my punctuation and grammar aren't the best 😬 but nevertheless I'm still going to tell you how I do it 😤☝️]

1. Come up with the idea:

Okay for this it can be generated by anything really; something someone said, Pinterest, a story I read, prompts, and music

2. Get excited and write the idea down:

For me I kinda just dive in and it all just flows as I write but I'd still consider it a first draft since I usually just write. No punctuation, no special words. Just pure ideas on a page.

3: the teacher grading:

Okay, by now everything I wanted to say is on paper, and this is where I'd go in and cut words and Change them as well. I read out loud quietly deciding if I like how it sounds. [of course you can copy your writing over and have a Google thingy read it with headphones or whatever.] once I've finished reading and cutting I punctuation.

4. The final:

Now I've done that if I haven't made a banner already I do that. I have boards saved and find pictures so I get them from there. my apps vary depending on what I want but I usually use the following: PicsArt, VSCO, adobe express, phonto and of course Pinterest [note that I do have an Android phone and everything I use is paid for but I they have free versions.] Once I've done the banner I opened Google docs, copy in my tag list and I recommend you save it to your keyboard or whatever you'd like; then I add in the info for it.

Pairing: Summary: Word count: Warning: Universe: A/n:

5. Post and wait:

Now copy all that and paste it. If I have an inbox request I go to it and hit answer if not I just post it in the order of title, banner, info, divider, text, divider and tag list with hashtags. Then I post it an that's it!!

[pteropods]

AND LIKE okay SciSaru has a p western feel to its animation both bcs its unconventional use of certain programs and bcs they tend to hire very diversely (Co-founder and current CEO is korean, chief of animation is spanish, in animation credits you see a lot of english names etc.) which is SUPER rare to see in a lot of anime studios. Anyway anyway bcs they use a lot of digitally assisted animation it allows them more time to focus on movement and characterizing, and bcs they have a relativelt simple style compared to other studios that also saves time and allows for more stylization in their work. I rlly like it bcs it has a lot of signature anime-esque things (facial expressions, certain movements, scenery, formatting) but with more western elements as well. Its done beautifully, too !! Theyve done a lot more ambitious things like Devilman Crybaby and Ride Your Wave, but I think Eizouken is ons of their best works bcs the difference in the three dif main characters is so stark, both in stature and in personality. Being able to put a different personality to the same stature, and vice-versa, is incredibly difficult esp. for animation and theyve done it perfectly in eizouken. The movements also feel smooth and fresh, and its been stated that Masaaki Yuasa (former CEO) would often go to the animators and physically act our the movements he wanted to see so they would look more realistic.

Acrually back to the western-japanese meld it possibly came about when Yuasa was working w/ Ankama in its japanese branch bcs their use of adobe flash was smth he hadnt seen used before in animation (again- v different style than most traditional japanese styles). Also also its hard 2 fully explain the differences in framing and scenery between western and eastern animation- do yall know what I mean when i say that? I find anime specifically (havent seen a ton of other eastern shows) tends to play with the foreground and perspective more, but western cartoons impact the enviornment within it and use higher and more widespread shots, while also more commonly keeping the camera level. I think this might be because anime is usually adapted from manga, and in order to keep readers interested in still images you need to change the perspective and view and zoom more than is strictly needed within animation. Idk tho.

Anyway thjs podt kinda went everywhere. I like eizouken

[meadowlarksabove]

A collection of things that are relevant to Gabban, but not for writing threads. 

I wrote this in one of my notes when I hadn´t slept for two days straight, “Gabban´s rage is a cup he pours and pours. Bottomless and acidic. It needles a hole through him like corrosion on an old mantel. It hurts, but the pain is fine as long as it hurts someone else too. Preferrably Caesar, maybe Lanius, maybe everyone.” 

Visuals that inexplicably feel like Gabban: the sleepy expression of a slack-jawed corpse, flower pressings, the execution of St Sebastian, nymphs gathering at a pond, smoke from funeral pyres, footprints that disappear into nothing, a smokey lounge, a lit street lamp on an otherwise dark street, a gloved hand quietly locking the door...

Gabban is the jealous type. He starts clawing down on the table if he sees anyone even looking at their partner. Worse if it´s their partner doing the looking. He´ll kill them both. 

There´s a tiny adobe house in the outskirts of Flagstaff with Gabban´s name on it. A little gift from Caesar for a horrible deed well done. He´s only been there twice, too busy with work and you know, the war. 

The first person he ever killed was during his pre-teens. It was another boy from his group crushed under debris. Mercy killing or not, Gabban would never forget turning a gun on one of his own. Lesson learned, you can even kill your comrades.

His first sexual experience was with a married woman. Whoops. Saturnalia gets crazy! Also, what a hypocrite! 

Gabban often wonders where Ulysses disappeared to and not so much why they left in the first place. Like, he gets it, truly. It sucks out here...The possibility of them having died never crosses his mind either. 

I sometimes write about Gabban having a “bad” rep for being a torturer, but I think a lot of the soldiers he´s worked with have a positive impression of him. It just takes a while to shake off the weird, eerie feeling they first get when he´s around. 

The mouth and eyebrow scars I draw him with come from a near death experience he had in his late teens. Maybe I´ll go into detail about it someday, but he came out of it with someone´s esophagus between his teeth. Like he´s a dog. :)