#also even when editing I never ever named a layer

[zoekrystall]

I never drew more than quick doodles on here why did I decide to make myself app icons

#that one is for the game launcher #youtube already got deviltube the one I can snatch game ones from will get those #also I really really don't put too much thought into them I just go with what I personally vibe with or come up with #bc it's for pure personal use am I also way less perfectionist abt them. wonky lines who cares #I'm a traditional artist I do these by hand w a phone I don't got a pen or anything #also even when editing I never ever named a layer #I just make it visible and look what the fuck I put there if I can't see it. does this get a bit annoying w a bunch mm maybe it doesn't #really bother me though #so yes there is likely a easier way to do everything but I only draw with pencil and paper so fuck if I know #I only know the things I need for edits #if you use ibispaint be my guest if ya want but I don't mind learning by playing around #anyways for what it's worth am I happy with this icon. for being the first n all. I like it #yes I v much consider myself an artist even if I rarely draw and don't share. need to finally make an obey me mc #a wild lux appears

[dr-felitas]

angel of sin - sunday

synopsis: dreams are unattainable imaginaries, fragments we’ll never get to experience and only ever see over and over as they replay in our minds like a broken record. they show us the things we’ve always longed to have and to sunday that has always been you. so is it wrong for him to provide you with a joyous life within the dreamscape, even if that means without him? 

pairing: sunday x reader | wordcount: 1.6k | content & warnings: MIGHT BE KIND OF OOC BUT I HOPE THAT IT WAS A SOMEHOW OKAY TAKE ON HIS CHARACTERS 😭 SORRY IF NOT ILL WORK ON IT I PROMISE, hurt/comfort, fluff, angst if you squint, metaphors (mentions of like “cannibalism”?? not really sure how to describe it but yeah tw), established relationship (written as couple in mind - can also be read as platonic), sunday-centered, sundays hella whipped and down bad icl; ficlet

a/n: i needed to post something and yay this is one of my like 5 sunday drafts or something!! or else it’s feliover. also this was written at 4 am lol so i’ll make my proper proofreads and adjustments tmrw HAHAHA edit: i changed the title to "angel of sin", the name it was supposed to be i just kind of messed it up due to my sleepiness HAHAH but the names inspired by my beloved ggz angel of sin

“tell me. why do you think we dream?”

bittersweet words that carry a sense of melancholy have been sitting atop the tip of his tongue for an eternal amount of time. there have been many - endless occasions where he wanted to confess, but in all honesty he can’t remember; he can’t keep count of the many times he’s wanted to ask you. 

every time he tried to voice the question out loud, the words in his throat died down - they went numb and to sunday it felt like he had lost the ability to speak, as if he had lost his speech - his voice. 

without the ability to talk, with no voice to say his thoughts out aloud, how was he supposed to express himself? with no words to leave his mouth he wasn’t able to soothe peoples worries - even if in sundays eyes he deemed those actions as unjust - inhumane.

not having the right words and owning no voice to say them would mean that sunday wasn’t able to tell and share his ideals - the ideology, his way to make humanity happy. a world where the weak don’t have to take risks and aren’t endangered, a society that deserves to indulge in happiness even when he isn’t able to experience it.

but most importantly, if sunday lost his speech, the trait to speak - the ability to voice his thoughts out loud, he wouldn’t be able to ask questions - questions asked by him to none other than you - questions which only you could provide him a satisfying answer that’d make him content and slightly put him at ease. 

the poignant words that unwieldy fall from his mouth, they nip into the air like a newborn bird that has only now learned how to fly and continues to struggle, nevertheless it’s able to leave its nest and tries its best to continue no matter the amount of failure, afterall it has been caged inside its nest for a far too long time to not escape, right?

his words have been swallowed one too many times, they slid into his gut and stirred uneasiness, so, at some point there needs to be a right and somewhat ideal time for him to ask his question which yearns for an answer - your answer. 

elsewise sunday doesn’t know if he can live with this feeling, the monster that lurks inside his mind any longer. it’s unbearable and he longs for you to open your mouth and answer him in the honeyed voice he seeks after.

he pleads for you to speak your mind before the monster continues to nibble at his flesh, shredding the layers of his porcelain like skin apart, tearing feather after feather from his seraphic wings, ripping his tongue stained in lies out and finally consumes him in whole - freeing him from his sins. 

“why we fall asleep and thus dream, you ask?” your eyes shine bright as you look up at the circled orb - the silver moon that illuminates the dark sky - nights cloak that shields the two of you away from any outstanders. 

the sky, which is encased in dark colors, except for the few stars and the moon that continuously shine, make it hard to see. but to sunday he can only see one thing - you. 

there’s no need for you to look at him to know that he’s anxious, that the hand you hold on so tenderly is tingling in fear as he tries to maintain a steady breath while awaiting your answer. 

you’re aware that sunday tries his hardest to compose himself and tries to not grab your hand too roughly out of fear of hurting you, eventually leaving harsh scars that’ll stain your sacred skin. 

sunday would paint your skin in kisses, every spot that he’s tarnished in wounds would be sealed with a peck until it heals and begins to bloom once again. to sunday there’s no disgrace when it comes to you, no shame or humiliation.  

to sunday you’re simply a blessing - a blessing which he can only repeat a “thank you” for over and over again, until it eventually stings on his tongue and rather sounds like a curse he chants repeatedly.

he’d get on his hands, making the palms of his hand meet the rough floor, dirtying his sacred skin with mud. the pebbles that are distributed on the floor come in all shapes and forms along with the glass shards and sticks, they dig through his palms, making them bleed, tainting his fair skin.  

he’d get on his knees, even if that means wrinkling his clothes and ruining the neatly ironed fabric as they get covered in dust while he gets on one knee to tie your shoelace properly or lovingly massage your calf. sunday would get on both knees if you’ve asked - without hesitation.

because when it comes to you, sunday, head of the oak family, knows no thing such as “shame.”

the fingers that run along the back of his hand, tracing around in a circle like motion are comforting, he can’t help but ask himself if they’d continue to hold him even when he were to fall into a deep pit, an ocean of unresolved emotions, questions that constantly plague his mind, internal conflicts - inner self hatred. 

If you were to see all of this - if you were to see how this all plays out and sunday eventually drowning in that void, would you continue to hold him even when decides that it’s the right thing for him to disappear into the waters? even if that meant that you’d drown with him and never be able to return to the shore?

you don’t deserve that, you deserve to live a happy life and indulge in all the things you’ve always wished for.

to sunday there has only ever been one wish he wanted to fulfill ever since he was young - a purpose he must accomplish: to make the people of penacony happy, especially robin and you, even if that meant being trapped in the dreamscape for an eternity.

due to his “minute”, personal, eternal sacrifice, he’ll never get to see that dream, he’ll be trapped somewhere else. perhaps he’ll rush to the end of this ignorant world, like a coyote mindlessly running around like a madman, searching for its prey. 

he’ll run to a place where he can be at peace because where else is he supposed to be if not in your grasp? after all, what other place does he belong to?

“some people are simply too unhappy with their current life. so, they turn to dreams to indulge and live a carefree life that isn’t theirs. they’re able to enjoy a life with no seemingly worries, i suppose dreams show us the life we could have.” you click your tongue as you express your opinion. 

“why only could?” sunday asks curiously, his wings slightly flutter at your response. 

“sunday, tell me. do you really think it’s good to live a life that isn’t yours? a life you’ll never get to experience outside of your dream?” he can make out a certain frustration in your voice, as if you’ve thought about this many times, as if you’ve had this conversation many times already. 

but with whom?

“so, why not stay in the dreamscape forever then?” he offers, it’s a light implication of what he plans. but it doesn’t come over as a warm welcoming invite - rather it sounds like a demand. 

“its alluring, isn’t it?” you chuckle and sunday can only listen as you open your mouth again. “i’ve thought about it many times too, but i realized if i were to do that, i’d always be trapped in this cage with no way to escape. i don’t think i’d ever be happy, not having my liberty nor freedom to do as i please.” you mumble. “and would i even have you by my side? or are you busy then? gone from my grasp - gone from me?” you whisper reluctantly under your breath, obvious uncertainty lacing your words.

perhaps this is the moment in which sunday realizes that he had forgotten his initial dream, to make you out of all people in penacony happy. it’s selfish to abandon his former plans and adjust them just because of you. 

but making you happy is somewhat connected to making the people of penacony happy, right?

also he has never mistrusted your judgment, your words were the only ones that put him at ease, the only words that actually understood him and his motives. 

even though he’s bound to that dream, he’ll shed tears for you, he’ll get on both his hands and knees if it means to see you happy. 

his heart has committed unforgivable sins. but to sunday it doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter as long as it’s you. he’ll humiliate himself, turn himself into a criminal, go against his ideal - there’s no disgrace as long as it’s for you. 

sunday is fully devoted to you.

his heart won’t stop beating, it’s pumping loudly in his chest as his wings continue to flutter. his soft feathers fall like tears, sliding down like droplets onto the ground. his wings are no more than shackles chaining him back from flying, from roaming the sky and exploring its very first and very last corner. they chains keep him bound to the floor, a place where he’ll never experience freedom to its fullest.

you’re his blessing - you’re more than enough and if it’s for you, he’ll fulfill your needs and wishes even if it means to go past his (former) ideals and ideologies. everything that you provide him with feels unreal, it feels too good to be true, almost dream-like. 

a dream which he wishes he’ll never wake up from. 

but he knows he’ll eventually have to but he also knows that you’ll also be there and not just in his imagination. 

"ew omg who are they going to tag again, pls dont tell me its that kokomi person" (said no one ever) but YEAH indeed hello @azullumi while for me it's 4:30 am rn its 10:30 am for you!!! great innit (im not british) innit always reminds me of tommyinnit, tommyinnit reminds me of the jump in the cadillac, and that reminds me of bruno mars, bruno mars reminds me of good music, good music reminds me of tiktok and how it removed all the good music, AND TIKTOK ALSO REMINDS ME OF THE FACT THAT U TAKE 1 TO 2 BUSINESS DAYS TO RESPOND TO ANSER MT TIKTOKS AND ODNT YOU DARE BLAME IT ON THE WIFI NOW btw omg yeah guys im acc not a sunday hater lolll (th enote on my othe rnote said otherwise but i had to convince xue somehow okay..) i've acc liked him for a while - acc when he first appared in the story and i remember my friend not liking him and only liking robin loll while i was js gushing abt how cool and handsome he was HAGAG ANYWAY ENOUGHT ALKING ABT THE BUSH SORRY AZTUL ILL COME BACK TO YOU. im gkad to know that you recovered fropm your ilness!! and hope you'll enjoy the rest of your trip and write the aventurine angst (IM WAITING..) and also maybe i say it too rarely maybe i dont who knows idc but i love you a lotlotlototltotot, ill continue this shoutout in dms tho cause it'll get a bit more private (NOT PRIVATE AS IN INTIMATZE OR SHIT OKAY???)

e/n: you can tell i got lazy at the end. it was so sloppy and like so rushed im sorry :( like tbh im not content with the way it turned out at all at the ending but yeah idk

© DR-FELITAS 2024. stealing, copying, translating, reposting my works on other platforms or feeding them to ai is not permitted.

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[syninplays]

So uhm... I did a thing...

✨Character Info Template✨

Been meaning to do this a long time ago (and actually started it but never finished it, lol) as a way to share some more information about my ocs without needing to use a custom page theme, but mostly because I haven't found any page theme that looks exactly as I want and allows this much customization.

There are two versions and both are almost exactly the same; but the example shown in the left has an 'appearance' section which is small and has few quick facts regarding the oc's appearance; while the example on the right has a 'moodboard' section instead which allows you to add more info about your oc.

You can change every section/title to fit your needs like I did in the examples below; I personally removed some categories as well and got rid of some connections as this oc doesn't have that many close friends/partners to fill the original template. However, I also included an extra separated 'connections' section in the download in case you want to add more people and more information.

I recommend you stick to square-shaped pictures so it's easier to fit them to each section. Also if and when you edit the information or section titles, please select only one line at a time to replace it so you don't lose the text format. (Titles shouldn't change because that's a single format/font within the same text box, but should it change you can always hit ctrl+z hehe) When you're done, I strongly recommend you save this as a .png instead of .jpg so it's the best possible quality!

Last but not least, this is a .psd file. So you'll need either Photoshop (I did this with Photoshop Portable, but it supports newer versions of PS and it *should* support older versions too) or Photopea to open and edit this file.

Credits: Adobe Photoshop, Inter font, Golften Vintage font

>DOWNLOAD< (patreon but free :p)

(note: I'm posting this with my gaming blog because I think my fellow gamers might be interested in this, but please consider giving credits to me if you use this template by tagging @synindoodles instead of this blog)

More info on how to use and edit this template below the cut!

Layers:

>Each layer is properly named and categorized. The general layers such as the background, the icon shape and background shapes are under the groups.

>If you don't want to see/don't need one of the connections' pictures and information, I recommend you find which one it is (1, 2, 3, 4, 5 or 6) and click on the eye symbol next to the layer to hide it so that way if you ever need it, it won't be truly gone.

>To edit a text section, simply find the layer (such as General Information>Left Column) and double click on the 'T' symbol next to the layer. That way it will open edit mode and allow you to edit the text, just don't hit delete or enter while everything is selected or you'll erase it :p

>Main text sections aren't separated, they're blocks of text. I recommend you don't remove the amount (for example, if you downloaded the version with the 'appearance' section, which has 5 sections of information, don't remove the fifth line.) Either leave it empty or replace it with another data, otherwise it will look weird. The 'general information' section might look good even if you remove a few lines, just don't get rid of the whole block of text.

Pictures:

>To add a new picture, simply paste it over this document and move it using the Move Tool.

>To frame it (so it becomes a circle or fits over the shape you want), make sure the picture layer is over the layer you want, then while holding alt click between the two layers. [For example, if you want to add a new main oc picture: 1) paste the pic you want, 2) move it with the Move Tool so it's covering the big circle, 3) once you've fully covered the shape (if it isn't you can resize it by right clicking on it then on 'free transform', sometimes you might need to hold shift to proportionally resize it) make sure the newly pasted pic layer is over the layer named "picture goes here", 4) hold the alt key and hover your mouse cursor over the line between your pic layer and the circle layer until you see an arrow going down symbol, once you see it click it and tah dah! your picture should now have the same shape as the circle! - you can further move it if it doesn't fit the way you want with the Move Tool (;

Others:

>You can change every color, font and section to your liking, just don't change the general layout of the template.

>To hide/show the guides (those bright blue lines all over the document), click ctrl+,

>'Inter' is a free font and you can get it in the link above (linked with the credits), Golften Vintage is not, but you can get the demo version >here< (just scroll down and click the blue download button under license). I will not tell you how to install fonts as it might be different for everyone (for me it's C:/Windows/Fonts and I just drop the zipped files (except the .txt one) there), but google is your friend.

>I can't think of anything else that needs to be said here, but if you have any other question feel free to send me an ask or dm and I'll help you out!

>Last but not least, a like is appreciated if you plan to use this plus consider tagging @synindoodles if you use it <3

#psd template #template #characters page #muses page #muse page #muse template #character template #character page template #oc page #oc page template #synindoodles #rp resources #rp template #roleplay resources #roleplay template #writers resources #writing resources #writing template #writers template

[pepperochau]

hello everyone and good afternoon, my name is pepperochau and i am here to talk to you today about the one, the only, the futher mucker itself: dudunsparce. this will be a bit of the read, so follow the cut to see the rest!

majestic, is it not? personally i was not the biggest fan when it was revealed, but it has grown on me since then.

now, there is at current a very strong, loud refrain in the pokemon fandom that dudunsparce is a joke, and was always meant to be a joke. they say "people have wanted an epic dragon evolution for twenty years, and gamefreak has trolled them"; "dudunsparce is supposed to be a bad/lame/dumb design because it's a joke".

however! i disagree. i have been a lifelong fan of dunsparce, ever since i was a young malformed guttersnipe who thought it was a mythical pokemon, and i can safely say i've never wanted it to become a dragon. however, i also have never viewed it as a joke pokemon. so to hear people write off the design of dudunsparce as simply "a joke" has frustrated me to no end. so to you, reader, i would like to provide an explanation for why dudunsparce is what it is—a mess.

so, let's start at the beginning of the line with dunsparce.

many people will look at dunsparce's name and their mind immediately goes to dunce, sparce. and, fair enough, as it does look a bit dopey doesn't it? Other languages also give it names meaning "dumb" or "oafish" like the German Dummisel and the French Isolourdo respectively. now, I cant speak on how strong brand consistency was back in Gen 2, so maybe they were just aping off the same perception most English speakers had of the name. or it is possible that TPCi had always intended this interpretation. who is to say.

but there is a more obvious, widely overlooked aspect of its name: Dun. as in a subadult version of an insect, traditionally used when describing mayflies.

IN FACT this is such an underacknowledged aspect of its name that even on Bulbapedia, one of the most important secondary sources of information on pokemon next to serebii, i was hard pressed to find any mention of it at any point earlier than 2022, in an article revision that SIMILARLY went unnoted and uncommented on.

future editions of this article maintain both definitions of the word "dun".

but with this aspect of its name in mind, you'll notice that the rather un-tsuchinoko-like aspects of its design become more coherent, like its near-useless bug wings and stripey back. because its not just a snake with a fat tummy, but a fat bumblebee as well! wow!!! so cool!!!!!

now that this preamble is out of the way, we can finally move onto the mon of the hour: dudunsparce

pokedex entries for dudunsparce's 3-segment form mention that "the number of segments a Dudunsparce’s body has is determined by the Pokémon’s genes." at first glance it feels like a bit of a lore cop out for a formchange with no effect on gameplay. but remember how dunsparce has some partial insect inspiration? with this in mind, dudunsparce reveals itself to be, first and foremost, a reference to the Drosophila fruit fly's bithorax mutation:

as you can see, sometimes the genes for the termination of the thorax are copied accidentally, resulting in a copied thorax in the afflicted insect! and with "dun" meaning a subadult insect, we can reconceptualize dudunsparce from a simple joke, to a pokemon species whose inherent genetic mutations have kept it from reaching its true adult form! it even has the stripey butt that a fruit fly has!! so cool!!! a bit sad though, don't you think?

but there are still yet unexplored depths to the design of dudunsparce. for example: why does dudunsparce have a two-layered drill tail? why is there a random spiral on its first segment? well, allow me to introduce you to yet another muckerfuther: the cuélebre.

now i know what you may be thinking: this looks nothing like dudunsparce. and certainly, the resemblance is minimal. but allow me to share with you some mythological information about the cuélebre:

The cuélebre is a multi-winged serpent from Cantabrian and Asturian folklore, both of which are regions of modern-day spain.

The cuélebre's impervious scales grow thicker with age

The cuelebre's only weak spot is its throat

The cuelebre lives in deep caves

The cuelebre retreats to Mar Cuajada in old age, a place with diamonds covering the bottom

sound familiar? it should, because you will notice that dudunsparce mirrors all of these traits almost to a T:

Paldea is based on Spain, and Dudunsparce is a fat snake with multiple wings; or, a winged serpent.

Dudunsparce has much bulkier defensive stats than its preevolution Dunsparce (125/80/75 compared to 100/70/65), and has an extra hard "cap" layer on its tail

There is a seemingly random spiral pattern on the underside of Dudunsparce's first segment, or on its throat, regardless of form

Dudunsparce is mentioned by the pokedex to make sprawling nests in the bedrock, and is only find in the wild in Area Zero

The lowest point of Area Zero is covered in large, diamantine crystals

and for the people who still want dudunsparce to be a "joke": the cuélebre isn't even a very impressive dragon in itself: it hoards treasure and fairy women, and if you encounter it on the night of Midsummer, then you can kill it by tricking it into eating a bread or cake that's full of pins or hot irons. the worst thing it does in folklore that i can find is that it floods a town once because they weren't able to give it its daily cow head. the cuélebre is a nuisance first, and a (sort of) dragon second.

now, i don't want to be raining on people's fun, so i'll take a moment to take my lumps: i wasn't able to find very much information on the cuélebre, so there's a strong chance i am misrepresenting the creature here. aso, people are allowed to view dudunsparce as just a joke pokemon, and to like it as sich, and that's fine! i'm not here to tell you how to engage with your hobbies!

but, when i see that being the only reason that people give for liking the design? when i see that being given as the only reason given for why it looks the way it does? when i see pokemon videos on youtube that quickly bring up and then dismiss dudunsparce as a joke as if that was the only reason behind its design at all, without any kind of additional explanation or exploration of the design? it gets a bit frustrating, and tiresome. i mean hell, i maybe spent about three hours total in researching for this post, and i can confidently say that's far more time than all poketubers have spent on it combined.

the short of it os, that there is always more to be uncovered with fictional material. even with something so seemingly simple as a fat, goofy snake.

#pokemon #pokémon #pokemon scarlet and violet #pokémon scarlet and violet #pokemon scarvio #pokémon scarvio #dunsparce #dudunsparce #theorycrafting #pokemon explained #oh fat bumblebee snake how i love you so #insects #bugs

[cup-of-hot-worm-milk]

HEARTBREAK HIGH SEASON 2 REVIEW

Likes, dislikes, and some general thoughts.

TL;DR spoiler free review: I give this season a 6.5/10. It’s not bad but compared to the previous season, it certainly felt like a downgrade. Some of the editing choices felt poor, a few characters that had felt layered and realistic had lost their substance,  a couple of interesting plot beats and character arcs were either rushed or solved with very little satisfaction and pay off, and I can’t help but feel a lot of the drama had become far too unrealistic by the end of the season. I had some fun watching the teenage hijinks, and there are stand out scenes/storylines that had me invested from start to finish, but overall I can’t say that this season lived up to its predecessor or my expectations.

Longer rant under the cut! SPOILERS AHEAD!

I’ll start with what I liked and enjoyed (in no particular order):

Cash owns my heart now and forever. Season one had already solidified him as my favourite character, and watching him go through his asexual journey, trying to navigate his relationship with Darren while setting boundaries was… Ugh, so fucking good. I’ve had my own share of relationship anxiety, fearing that because I had no interest in sexual activities that I would be hurting my future partner. Dusty’s whole talk with Cash felt so reminiscent of things people would say to me when I tried to talk to them about my own sexuality. I was so ecstatic when Cash told him to fuck off, because no, asexuals are not robbing their partners of anything. Our sexuality and boundaries in relationships are not problematic or abusive; no person should ever feel like their worth in a relationship is based on whether or not they have sex with their partner. Anyone who says otherwise can fuck right off. I was crying during Cash’s talk with his Nan. 10/10 best storyline.

Quinni not masking was so cathartic. Neurotypicals really don’t understand the stress and mental gymnastics we have to go through every fucking day just so we fit in. It’s so fucking hard and watching her be herself fully was just amazing. Slay honestly.

BI MALAKAI BI MALAKAI BI MALAKAI

All of the Australian pop culture references. So good. Chinese succulent meal. The reference to Scomo shitting himself at the McDonalds. Cash not registering to vote and his friends getting mad at him even though our voting is so shit and never taken seriously (I along with several people I know have written shit on our ballots and have never gotten in trouble ever). THE NUTBUSH. Woodsy’s little jab at Pavlova being from Aotearoa (New Zealand) and not Australia. Ugh, so good. Finally, references I understand /hj.

Amerie and Harper being best friends… Their protectiveness for each other… My heart.

The class camp made me so nostalgic. Can’t speak for every Aussie, but my camp did have the boys sneaking in beer. Although, we all got too scared so we all just had a sip before pouring it all out before we could get caught. We didn’t even get buzzed, lol. Also, the class getting high on shrooms together, oml. 

Malakai and Amerie… Ugh, those two… So messy and complicated and I love them.

Props to HBH finally making an authentic (albeit toxic) love triangle. Only took a while but we got one.

Woodsy helping Harper with driving lessons… My heart.

Quinni being so hyperfixated that she survived her snakebite. She’s just like me fr. I also loved the editing changing when it was her perspective. This is her world and we’re just living in it.

Idk his name but whoever played Chook was genuinely terrifying. 10/10, I wanted to smash his face in every time he came on screen. Truly phenomenal acting.

Actually, I’ll give a round of applause to the entire cast. All of them did stella jobs.

And now… the dislikes (again, no particular order):

Spider’s arc. I know some people like him, but as someone who went to school with, and got bullied by dickheads like him, I could not get behind his whole redemption storyline. I really didn’t like how they blamed his misogyny and arrogance on his toxic mother - it felt like they were saying that men are only sexist assholes because feminists obsess over profiling them all as rapists and abusers which is so fucked on so many levels. It just felt like they were given excuses for his behaviour and how it isn’t really his fault, it’s because of his mothers abuse and I am so fucking over that theme. Abuse does not justify shitty behaviours from ANYONE. It can apply context, sure, but I am not going to excuse someone for being a fuckwit just because they have a shitty homelife. I was abused! I had hurt people around me to cope! That doesn’t make it okay! 

Also… People like Spider are more likely to be misogynistic because of a sexist environment - not because of crazed misandrists believing all men are rapists. I think it would've been much more believable if instead, Spider hadn’t had a father or a close male role model to grow up with and became very insecure about his perception of masculinity and manliness, so he used society and social media as learning tools to form his personality and unfortunately internalised a lot of misogyny.

The conclusion of Spider’s redemption also felt way too rushed. He only stops joining Voss because the man slipped up while ranting and because he got slapped in the face. In season one, it really looked like they were going to explore how Spider’s insecurities around vulnerability and masculinity made him put up a front to shield himself. During his relationship with Missy, some points almost felt like they were going to full dive into exploring it but then they backed out, or they wouldn’t let the scenes room to breathe before rushing into the solution. I would’ve liked it more if Spider had time to really grapple with his worldviews and how hurtful he was being, and working on distancing himself from sexist ideals. It would’ve felt a lot more authentic imo.

And I really was not on board with Missy x Spider. I don’t know, it didn’t feel like an authentic attraction, just more like the writers somehow needed someone to jumpstart Spider’s redemption journey while also providing a convenient romantic love interest. Maybe it could have worked if they two were given more time to develop an understanding companionship and Missy wasn’t into him while he was still a fucking dickhead? Maybe they could’ve had the whole rival's sexual tension thing work if it was given way more focus instead of just “Boy see Girl doing something sexy and fall in love”? I don’t know, romance and sexual interest isn’t really my expertise, so maybe it’s just a me thing.

Rowan’s whole character was a huge miss for me, holy shit. It’s 2024, STOP MAKING MENTAL ILLNESS A FUCKING VILLAINOUS TRAIT. I don’t even know what the fuck his mental illness was supposed to be. I work in youth counseling and psychology, and none of his symptoms feel authentic. Was it psychosis?? Was he supposed to have borderline personality disorder??? Untreated PTSD with severe hallucination and dissociation symptoms??? Type 1 bipolar going through a severe mania episode?? FUCKING WHAT DID HE EVEN HAVE??? For a show that handled autism so beautifully in these seasons, they dropped the ball so horribly with Rowan. Bad character, bad execution, bad storyline, bad everything. Do your fucking research on mental disorders instead of just writing “obsessive and crazy” hbh writers, fucking hell.

Also, why did he need to have this whole dumb past connection with Amerie? Why did Amerie suddenly have a backstory of being a major cunt and bully? Why was none of her shitty behaviour talked about in season one? You’d think when her classmates were ostracizing her for the sex wall and getting everyone involuntarily sent to SLT’s, they would’ve brought up this shit. Spider and Harper had their personal reasons to dislike her but no one else brought up anything. Why not just have it that in the earlier episodes, Bird Psycho was spreading baseless rumours and misinformation? Then have people divided on whether or not they would believe Amerie when she went to disprove them? You can even have others making shit up to add to the situation for more drama.

Sasha and Zoe… Oof, bad execution all around for those two.

Sasha… Oof. Thought her storyline was going to deal with her hypocrisy around activism and being a sjw invested in identity politics. Maybe some exploration on how applying moralism to activism is never a good thing EVER and that you shouldn’t care about oppression just because it makes you look like a better person - you should care about it because oppression is fucking disgusting and needs to be eradicated. Should’ve known they would’ve just made her into a bad joke. Pouring one out for the missed opportunity.

I really thought that Zoe’s character was going to explore sexual insecurities and how everyone has a different approach to sex. Examining the difference between sexual pleasure and sexual intimacy. Maybe even some discussion on how it’s okay to have sex simply just to explore your own preferences and likes, and how no one - especially women  - should ever be slut-shamed for liking sex. But nope, she was a really bad celibacy joke and a plot point for Darren. Yikes.

Speaking of Darren, my fashionable child, look how they massacred you. What was their whole deal with Quinni this season? Did they suddenly forget about her autism? Did they suddenly stop caring about her difficulties with masking? Season 1 Darren “You’re my too much” would NEVER have fucking told Quinni that the world couldn’t play be her rules. Season 1 Quinni panicking in the bathroom at a party? Oh, no, Amerie don’t touch her, that’s not how we help Quinni. We help Quinni by providing a quiet and safe space and reminding her that she is in charge of what we do next. Season 1 Quinni becoming non-verbal due to a meltdown because Sasha was being bigoted? Nope, Sasha you don’t get to talk to Quinni, no one forces Quinni to talk, she will do it when she is ready. Wtf happened Darren? It really just felt like the writers were trying to make drama between them both and decided to butcher Darren’s character to do so. Just… oof. Very bad.

Harper’s trauma being forgotten about or developed after two episodes… What. Nothing about her relationship with her dad, nothing about her relationship with using sex as a coping mechanic, nothing about her PTSD, absolutely fucking NOTHING. Why? She just felt like she was there for other characters to develop off of.

Also, Ant and Harper felt really rushed. I would’ve liked it way more if Ant actually went and befriended some girls before he got into a relationship with Harper, or even if the both of them became friends before they developed a romantic relationship but they really weren’t given room to breathe.

Also also, Ant accomplished nothing?? I don’t remember one significant thing he did this season that gave more insight into his character or that wasn’t just to uplift other character’s developments. It sucks because last season alluded to some religious trauma that I thought we were going to get to explore more. He needs so much more substance than just “haha, funny guy” imo.

Missy and Malakai deserved more to their stories than just relationship drama. Where was their Indigenous culture? Where was Malakai’s ‘gone my country’ story element that helped him last season? We rarely ever get Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander actors able to show their culture even in Australian media, so last season when they brought it up I was so happy but now… No mention of it? Nothing? I loved their friendship and their scenes together but God, I wish they happened more outside of their romantic relationships.

Amerie’s pregnancy storyline felt super rushed. Really wish it had more time to breathe, and to stress the importance of contraception and abortion rights. It all began and ended within one episode… Really felt like it deserved just a little bit more time, y’know? Especially in this day and age. It kind of just felt like last minute drama. Maybe more will come out of it because Amerie told Quinni? I hope the fuck not though because I really do not want Quinni’s character slaughtered.

Cash… Showing Chook… Where he lived… Cash is not fucking stupid. What the fuck was that. Making drama for the sake of elevating the story I guess.

Harper’s and Amerie’s dumb fight in the last episode that was really there so Rowan could have a mental breakdown. Yikes.

Wasn’t a big fan of some of the music choices. Few great songs, few iconic songs (Untouched by the Veronicas my beloved), but overall some pretty dodgy choices. I like BLACKPINK, don’t get me wrong, but they’re not that popular in Australia? And The Cranberries are amazing but again, not really an Australian favourite? Idk, just felt like they were picking from the Top 500 Charts.

Okay, the whole fire thing was really fucking stupid. In 2019-2020, NSW had massive out-of-control bushfires that ravaged the country. We have incredibly intense fire-safety because out country is so fucking flammable. Our sprinklers don’t run on electricity - the heat melts the protective plug on the sprinkler, and then water is released from where it’s stored in the pipes. We have fire blankets and extinguishers. The school would’ve been doused. And by the way, there is no such thing as only two teachers chaperoning formal. Not for 25< kids. And the cohort teachers would’ve been invited to go anyways?? And if a crazed man with fire did appear out on the oval, the students would’ve legally had to evacuate to another safe place. Cops and the firefighters would’ve been called immediately. All of the last episode was just such unbelievable bullshit, oml.

“Oh but the school is really sketchy” Idgaf, that whole fire thing was so stupid.

The afl over nrl holy shit. Like, as a queenslander, that shit really fucking hurt to see, I am so sorry sydney goers.

Alright some general thoughts:

Much of the drama in this season just didn’t feel authentic. Most characters were forced to make stupid or unrealistic choices so that drama could happen rather than just allowing the plot to naturally allow for intriguing stories to unfold. I felt like this season was forcing everyone to be involved in something tremendous at every single point, only then to become overwhelmed with how to finish or solve the issues so it was quickly given a bandaid or ignored in favour of moving onto something else.

The first season had the main issues of separating Amerie from her classmates, of people trying to navigate relationships with all the messiness of being a teenager, and of dealing with things that you don’t know how to solve. Characters were given time to be emotional, to make mistakes but not be villainized for them. Scenes and problems were given room to breathe, there was time for all of the story beats to develop and come together.

This season felt more akin to something I’d see in Riverdale or Pretty Little Liars. Over dramatised problems and a mystery that involved pretty shitty characterisation to pull off.

I still like Heartbreak High, and if there is a third season, I’ll definitely give it a watch, but overall, I’m not very enthusiastic about season 2.

One other thing is more related to the backlash I’ve seen from two of the main characters, Malakai and Missy. Some people are infuriated that these two bisexuals have ended the season in a straight-passing relationship and… Okay. I���m not going to sugarcoat any of this; stop being biphobic cunts. You complaining about these two characters ending up with an opposite-sex partner is biphobic. Bisexuals aren’t limited to only ever being in same-sex relationships, fuck off.

Okay, now I’m done.

#heartbreak high

[thelastunicornflipouts]

EDIT: thanks for the likes, comments, and reblogs! I am planning on doing an analysis on each of Schmendrick’s spinoff novelettes, since every single one of them adds layers to his character. I have a huge soft spot for movie-Schmendrick - he is the cutest patatino ever - but unfortunately he lacks most of the depth book-Schmendrick has.

“The Green-Eyed Boy” analysis. Was Schmendrick a neglected child?

Though it’s – maybe - not one of Peter Beagle’s masterpieces, I still think “The Green-Eyed Boy” does a perfect job in its shortness (it’s not even 20 pages long) in portraying Schmendrick’s character and in explaining his behaviour not only in the short novel itself, but also in the other works that feature Schmendrick, being them the ones that predate it (like “The Last Unicorn”) or subsequent ones.

“The Green-Eyed Boy” is a short story about Schmendrick’s apprenticeship with Nikos, the narrating voice of the novelette, and it opens the short tales’ collection “The Overneath,” which includes another Schmendrick’ story, “Schmendrick Alone.” Even though the latter it’s another interesting portray of the magician, “The Green-Eyed Boy” seems to be much more poignant when it comes to explain where Schmendrick comes from and why he acts the way he does.

GREEN EYES

Despite most people would remember Schmendrick’s movie-version, where he has light teal eyes - most possibly due to the overall blue palette of the movie, which would have made the colour green too much of a distraction, but at the same time his clear eyes make a nice contrast with the overall dark tone of the movie – he is described in the book version as having bright, almond-shaped green eyes. It is those green eyes that are his most defining characteristic (rather than his large nose, which it is still mentioned in the novelette but it’s not as notable as in the movie), hence the title itself. But, even though they immediately catch Nikos’ attention and are what ultimately make him decide to take Schmendrick as an apprentice, they seem to be more as a stigma than else, as Nikos mentions: “I don’t know where he got them” … “but no one in his family ever had eyes like those.” Immediately, Schmendrick is presented as separate from his family. His most striking feature is what cuts him off from them, doesn’t matter where the eyes come from. He is different, visibly different, and he is treated as such.

SCHMENDRICK’S PARENTS

What follows next it’s Nikos meeting with Schmendrick. Or, more precisely, Nikos interacting with the boy’s father while the latter gets abandoned at his place. Schmendrick’s father is immediately presented as a rough man, obsessed with his work to the point that he could only measure his kids’ worth with how much they could help with the cooperage. He never directly addresses Schmendrik – except for when he leaves, where he simply gives him a slap on the head and tells him to work hard – and he is always dismissive, when not downright emotionally abusive, calling Schmendrick – who, let’s not forget, is twelve years old in the novel – “useless”, commenting how he cannot help with any of the family's trade, his uncles' included. He does not allow Schmendrick to talk on his own, not even when the boy has to tell his name, and argues with Nikos when he does not accept any fee, in fear that the wizard would send the boy back home.

There’s plenty of information – if indirect – about Schmendrick’s mother as well. She is never seen, only mentioned. In “The Last Unicorn” it is played for laughs, when a very drunk Schmendrick interrupts the head of a cursed village to comment how his mother never liked him. Here it seems clear that his mother has put a lot of expectations on him since his birth, giving him a high-sounding name (“… which was the name of an ancient hero, best remembered for slaying a many-headed sea monster, but dying himself in the battle.”), a name his father immediately objects on, commenting on how it was his wife insisting on giving the baby boy such name. Yet, she is nowhere to be seen, even though Schmendrick’s father comments that she “sends love.” She will never visit Schmendrick, as if he is something she wishes to forget, a boy she put many expectations on which he then failed to comply. I would not be surprised if she is the one who has begun to call the child Schmendrick, a name the boy is so used to that he would not answer any other, as he himself admits, bitterly aware of the meaning and implications of such nickname.

NEGLECT

Schmendrick, as already said, seems bitterly and acutely aware of his nickname, to the point that he can give Nikos a way too much accurate definition of it (“The boy who is sent to do a man’s job” … “The person utterly out of his depth, far beyond his pitiful capacities.”). Nikos himself is shaken both by the name itself and Schmendrick’s self-contempt. There is another one key element, though. This is the first time Schmendrick speaks. And he speaks clearly, with a pretty articulate vocabulary for a boy his age. Until now he has kept quiet, staring in front of himself, apparently even unable to tell his own name without his father’s intervention. It might sound counterintuitive until you realize that Schmendrick is simply doing what most neglected and emotionally abused children do to keep safe: he is trying to avoid to attract attention on himself. Until his father speaks, Schmendrick keeps quiet, staring at nothing, and acts anxious when he is addressed with a question, even if said question is as simple as “What are you called, boy?” He knows far too well – and Nikos notices too – that if he attracts attention, he will get insulted or dismissed as a fool, so he prefers to stay silent. More painfully, he keeps quiet until his father leaves. Only then he speaks freely, in front of a stranger – a potentially scary stranger, being Nikos a wizard.

Immediately after, Nikos comments that all he has done for Schmendrick for the first days was feeding him, musing that maybe his parents had not given him enough food. Schmendrick, still in Nikos’ words, seems to be overly focused on food for a while, something that it’s hinted even later in the story as one thing that might stop Schmendrick from leaving after he has caused a mess with magic (“Go, put your things away and see what’s left of yesterday’s potato stew.”). Given that Schmendrick’s dad seems to be pretty obsessed over work and that Schmendrick’s two (or three, since “Schmendrick Alone” mentions three brothers, but it might be just a mistake since the story is a few years following “The Green-Eyed Boy”) older brothers are said to be trained to take over the cooperage, it is perfectly plausible that Schmendrick, being seen as the most “useless” and expendable child, is given less food, to the point that, at twelve, Nikos is even convinced that the boy has been starved and it is canon that also adult Schmendrick has a very thin frame. Might it be a consequence from childhood, when he was so used to be hungry that he is not bothered by feeling it? In “The Woman Who Married The Man In The Moon” – which is by far the darkest among Schmendrick’s short stories – he is about to refuse Sairey’s invite to dinner, before he accepts and comments: “Many thanks. I sometimes forget that I am hungry.” This might be a clue that Schmendrick is used to hunger pains, both because of his vagrant lifestyle and his childhood.

SCHMENDRICK’S APPRENTICESHIP

Aside from mourning on Schmendrick’s difficulties and mistakes, Nikos is extremely adamant that his student was a hardworking, smart, and mindful one. Schmendrick studies an awful lot and practices incessantly, giving the reader a much different portrait of him from the one anticipated by his father. The boy is far from stupid, and he seems to be – even though Nikos never says it directly, only hinting it through sentences that inform the reader that he had let Schmendrick the run of his private library, or that Schmendrick was an extremely attentive student who not only understood but also could elaborate the lessons – the best student the old wizard has ever had, aside from the natural power Nikos had sensed. Schmendrick is capable and clever, as other stories hint (it is said that he is quite good with riddles and charades, can cipher, knows multiple languages and is wise beyond his years), still it is his motivation to do all this that seems to be his worst hinderance. Schmendrick does see the underlying theme of magic, he knows that nothing is forever, and everything yearns to be something else. So it is his desire. He has been seen as a worthless fool for all his life, and now he wants to be seen as something different, more powerful, and more respectable, such as a wizard just like Nikos (a sentiment that it’s much better portrayed in “Schmendrick Alone,” where a 19yo Schmendrick constantly thinks about what Nikos would - or wouldn’t - do or say, in the circumstances he finds himself into, to the point he even conciously mimicks some of his tutor's mannerisms). Schmendrick is doing the right thing for the wrong reasons, wanting to prove others and himself who he really is and what he is capable of. His most annoying, and notable, characteristic in “The Last Unicorn” is his attention-seeking demeanour and his tendency to brag to whomever interacts with him long enough to let him do so. He alternates moments of incredible wisdom with comical lack of style which are only apparently at odds. Schmendrick is a very smart and capable individual who yearns for praise and attention, a child who has always been measured for what he is not able to do instead of his real capacities. This, however, in a twisted self-fulfilling prophecy, is exactly what makes difficult for him to perform magic, despite all his genuine effort. He sees magical talent as instrumental for him to be recognized – to be seen, and this is what it’s causing him so much trouble and failure.

SARDANA

In the last pages of the novelette, the reader is introduced to the only (acquired) family member who comes to visit Schmendrick, to “see if he was happy and treated well,” an apparently throwaway sentence that it’s instead very telling about Schmendrick’s parents and brothers’ consideration of him, since they have apparently forgotten about him or do not care how he is doing. Sardana is one of Schmendrick’s brothers (the middle son, from what it’s told in the story, which lets us know that Schmendrick has at least two adult brothers while he is still a child) wife and she is very vocal about her worries about Schmendrick. She too has felt an outcast in the cooper’s household - since, as she says, hers was a combined marriage for business reasons - and Schmendrick was the only one who was good to her. Not much else is said about their bond, but it is safe to say that young Schmendrick has seen himself mirrored in poor Sardana. Later, it becomes apparent that Schmendrick, who should be 13 or 14 years old around this time, has a strong infatuation for Sardana. This is extremely telling. Schmendrick, who has never received love or, simply, care and affection, is unable to tell the difference between romantic love and platonic love. He mistakes Sardana’s concern with love, a very common reaction among people who had been emotionally neglected and abused, who might think that the person caring about them is in love or become extremely clingy to those who show affection to them. Very telling is Schmendrick’s reactions. He pesters Nikos for guidance on what to do for Sardana. Schmendrick has been considered a helpless fool until now and puts his personal value in what he can do, not who he is. He cannot think that Sardana might appreciate him for him – which she does – but only for what he might be able to do for her, which will lead him to perform a very dangerous spell that might cost him his sanity.

ESCAPISM

Another thing that can be inferred from “The Green-Eyed Boy” is very covert in the story itself, but it gets clearer in every other Schmendrick’s spin-off short story. In “The Last Unicorn” Schmendrick is the character who appears to be the most genre-savvy about stories and fairytales, while in other novelettes, especially in “The Woman Who Married The Man In The Moon,” it’s obvious that he possesses a wealth of tales he tells others or himself. Most importantly, in the same novelette, he tells these stories right in the moment in which other characters need comfort and soothing, being them lost and confused children or a grieving widow. This might be a sign that Schmendrick is well into the habit of escapism, which might have begun from a young age. Being a lonely child, neglected by his family and – safe to assume from a comment from Nikos – bullied by the rest of the townsfolk, it is very likely that child Schmendrick might have begun to read and invent stories he then told to himself to keep himself company. As previously said, Schmendrick appears to have the tendency to space often in “The Green-Eyed Boy”. While his family considers this a sign that he might be just a simpleton or tossed in the head, it might also mean that he is dissociating from the situation – in “The Green-Eyed Boy” Schmendrick is shown to do that right when his father is insulting him. His might be a coping mechanism to feel less alone and to protect himself when others attack him.

#The Last Unicorn #tlu #schmendrick #schmendrick the magician #the green eyed boy #peterbeagle #schmendrick novelettes #schmendrick spinoffs #schmendrick analysis #child neglect #emotional abuse #review and analysis #schmendrick's childhood #I work with abused children #and they painfully share many characteristics #schmendrick was definitively a neglected child

[summerwritesfics]

🧊An Unexpected Twist

Pairing: None Length: 613 Words Rating: General Warnings: Mortal Kombat 1 timeline, Kuai Liang is Scorpion, Pyromancer!Kuai Liang, Fluff, Power Awakening, Bàba Zero is trying his best

Ice, Ice, Smoke And Fire Masterlist

Notes: Another one I’ve had written up and edited for a while. Ice, Ice, Smoke And Fire is just gonna be a series of silly fluffy oneshots following Bàba Zero (dubbed Sub Zero in this, I’m kinda going with Bi-Han taking the title after Bàba Zero’s death) trying his best… cuz tbh I just want to write the Lin Kuei trio as children getting into trouble and making their dad’s life difficult. I kinda like the idea that Kuai being a pyromancer was a surprise to everyone, hence why he still has an ice related name. I’d also like to say I wrote this before MK1 came out (just after Dominic accidentally dropped that Kuai was Scorpion in that IGN interview), so we didn’t have the intro’s where Bi-Han and Tomas talk about Mama Zero. That said, Kuai never really talks about her, so I’m going with the headcanon that she died when he was still young and he doesn’t have as many memories of her as Bi-Han and Tomas do (I headcanon Tomas is the middle brother). Anyway, enough of me clarifying stuff: enjoy the fluff :)

“Bàba, look what I can do!”

Sub Zero looked up from his paperwork to watch as Kuai Liang ran into the room. He was 6 years old now, around the age where his cryomancy should be starting to come through. He held his breath and smiled, eagerly awaiting to see if indeed Kuai’s cryomancy was finally taking form.

Kuai held his little hands up in the air, his face scrunching up as he did his best to summon his new abilities. Sub Zero didn’t say anything, wanting his son to do this by himself. Finally, there was a small flash, as magic finally erupted from his hands.

Except… that was not ice.

Inside Kuai’s palm was a small flame, flickering away like a lit candle.

“Look! My ice is orange!” Kuai seemed blissfully unaware that what he held in his hand was pretty much the complete opposite of ice.

Sub Zero could only stare in shocked silence, trying to wrack his brain as to some explanation of how this could have happened. His bloodline had been one of cryomancy for generations, and as far as he remembered, his late wife had no inherent magical abilities that could offer an explanation.

“I can also do this,” Kuai announced, quickly turning to his left, and putting the flame directly under the room's curtains.

Unfortunately, Sub Zero had not quite realised what Kuai was about to do until the curtain set ablaze. He scrambled out of the seat, grabbing Kuai around the waist with one arm, while summoning a thick layer of ice to douse the flames. Kuai giggled the entire time, not grasping the danger he’d just posed to them. Despite Sub Zero’s delayed reaction, thankfully the damage was minimal.

Sub Zero let out a relieved breath, before shifting his arms until Kuai was comfortable and in front of him. Kuai clapped his hands in triumph, clearly very proud of himself. Weirdly, Sub Zero was proud of him too, even if he was a menace. Even if this entire debacle raised so many questions.

“Kuai Liang, could you show me again?” He asked gently, wanting to see it one more time, slightly closer up this time. “Cup your hands together, and let the magic flow to them.”

Kuai nodded confidently. He cupped his hands together, that same look of sheer concentration gracing his features. Eventually, the same thing happened again, and there in Kuai’s hands was a flame. Sub Zero smiled, this was in no way something he ever expected, but it was what was happening. He would just have to find a way to help navigate his son through this strange new power.

“Grandmaster!” The door slammed open and Hydro stumbled inside, looking extremely panicked. “We believe we’re under attack, we’ve found fire’s all over the temp-“

He stopped speaking when he noticed the small flame in Kuai Liang’s hands.

“Stand down, Master Hydro,” Sub Zero replied, trying not to laugh. “I suspect the attack came from within and have apprehended the culprit.”

He shot Kuai a glance, and he still looked far too happy with himself.

“I… see…” Hydro sounded as shocked as Sub Zero had been. Still he straightened himself out. “I will… Uh… Go and aid the efforts to fix the damage.”

Hydro bowed to him, before turning to leave. Sub Zero redirected his attention back to Kuai Liang, who had put out the flame and was now looking at his father with bright eyes. The child needed guidance, and even though Sub Zero wasn’t sure he would be enough, he would do everything possible to do so.

No matter what, he would always do his best to support his child.

#mortal kombat #kuai liang #sub zero #scorpion #Baba Zero #🧊ice ice smoke and fire

[dreamties]

Bo Sinclair General Relationship HCs

A/n- A while ago (like, last year while ago), realized that I had never actually written anything for a lot of the characters on my list. So, I wanted to change that. Dug up this work from my drafts and edited it for y'all to enjoy! <3

One for Vinnie is already in the works!! and i believe i already have a post for Lester <33

T/W: Bo should be his own warning (he's kind of mean), very vague nsft implications

despite the way he treats his brothers- he does love them. Vinnie and Les rr all he's had for so long ! he just doesn't know how to show them he cares, since all he really knows is the pain and hurt his parents (especially his mother) caused him.

of course that doesn't make everything he does okay! but at least it helps to explain the cold and hard exterior he always has. not only is he capable of showing kindness- he actually has a very soft nice side to him. it's just difficult to reach that layer.

when the two of you first meet, he thinks ur cute and flirts with you. who knew that he'd be letting you live that fateful afternoon...

after that first encounter- Bo's gonna seem like a total asshole at first. (well- he is)

it takes months...but he does warm up to your presence after a while. he still doesn't totally trust you. he had been keeping a very close eye on you, making sure you wouldn't leave. but he loosens up and lets you explore town by yourself more. not constantly stuck by your side.

any touch or affection that's on the spicier side is likely to develop in the first few months. the soft side of him can take years to fully unravel though...

god damn is he handsy. always has a hand on ur ass ( discreetly hidden in ur pant pockets, or on display for anyone in town to let them know HEY. ur fuckin taken >:( )

not much of a hugger. especially in public. exceptions to this are: holding uu or being held by you while the two of you sleep OR if one of uu is upset. hugs and gentle touches when he's angry always calm his nerves a bit.

what touches and when they're okay takes a lot of experience of situations to figure out. Bo isn't straight forward with his feelings. You have to infer and make mistakes and fuck up a lot to really understand him

also !! picking uu up and twirling uu around as an occasional greeting <3

okay honestly?? he's a total flirt but also a bit of a romantic. like Classic Romance.

there's not much good that came from his upbringing- but he learned to be quite the gentleman and knows how to treat his partner right (sort of...not really) (you probably have to teach him to be kinder and more gentle to ya- he'd work on that for you, though <3333)

like, I think he'd get his S/O roses or your first date would be at their fake movie theater set up. Bo would flip through a few of the old reels, settling on whichever one seemed the least boring. it would be only you and him (and several wax figures). maybe you'll rest your head against his shoulder as you watch the film, he'll snake an arm around you, pulling you ever so slightly closer. holding a small conversation filled with passing remarks and stupidly flirtatious lines. which begins in small whispers and ends in uproarious laughter. you leave before the movie even ends (Bo will deal with it later), and you just can't help keeping your eyes off him.

(he's quite the charmer, isn't he?)

back to physical affection with him !! his kisses are more often than not- rough. They don't meld or connect to yours- they don't Try to. they'll bruise and hurt you.

yet, at the end of the night, he'll peck little kisses on your face and lips and down your neck.

is very keen on using terms like: gorgeous, beautiful, handsome, etc when referring to you. like, instead of your name lol

he'll just lean against the door frame, seeing you plate the table for dinner- for him and his brothers. a smug smirk on his face as he ogles you.

"hey gorgeous, miss me?" he'll say. putting his fingers beneath your chin, lifting your face so you could see each other better. kiss the corners of your mouth, lick the sweetness from your lips.

you'll turn your gaze to him. surprised by him. not by how nice he's being (you know your boyfriend, and your friend could also be a real sweet fellow if he tried), but from his sudden appearance. he didn't usually seek you out when you cook or bake.

face melting into an adoring, eager expression when your eyes finally meet his.

"bo," you'll smile. "good to see ya down so early. what's got ya so excited?"

he'll smile and press a dozen kisses across your body. "to see you, darlin."

also, while i imagine Bo sees himself more fitted for a traditional relationship- man/woman, him doing the work, his gal staying at him to cook and such. . . he's known to surprise folks every once in a while. he doesn't mind who or what you are- either way he's gonna be a curmudgeon till you grow on him.

despite Bo's personal feelings- he'll try to apologize to you when he fucks up. he doesn't really do apologizes- especially if he thinks he's in the right.

he hates seeing you all upset, especially from something that he's done- he'll treat you extra special whenever he messes up <33

who knows . . . maybe Bo will even change and grow as a person for you hehe

#bo sinclair x reader #bo sinclair x you #bo sinclair x y/n #slashers x reader #slashers x you #slashers x y/n #slashers imagines #slashers headcanons #bo sinclair imagines #bo sinclair headcanons #house of wax #queue tag #reblogs appreciated #most of this is from like a year or two ago but <3333 #thats alright folks #there will always be new chances to write him in the future !!

[jacobbyart]

title: after-parties ship: steve harrington/eddie munson tags: first kiss, fluff and mild angst, shotgunning, pre-relationship words: 2,275 steddie week: day three: first kiss summary: a note from steve was all it took. eddie was never going to be the same again.

notes: this is a scrapped chapter for hand-me-downs and other heirlooms! coincidentally, i also finished editing this in time for @steddie-week (plus the prompt and the story match)! : ) enjoy!

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Steve Harrington was majestic under the blinding gym lights. Showered with screams and cheers, he had his fists in the air and a grin that rivaled the stars. A horn blared, then a long whistle. The game ended with a final three-point shot from the man himself and the crowd went wild. It was all Hawkins needed to win the game and win they did. 

His teammates, the cheerleaders, the somebodies on the bleachers ran to him, surrounding him with their praises. A pair of players lifted him on their shoulders and paraded him around. The masses wiped their grubby fingers on whatever Harrington skin they could reach as if he was some sort of saint with miracle sweat. 

The trophy now in his hands, Steve waved it proudly. He mouthed a thank you to everyone, anyone he could spot. For a moment, the King was back with his large eyes and his perfect hair, and his pretty smile.

Then, their gazes met. 

Steve’s smile dropped. 

Eddie pulled his cap down. 

Shame came first. Moving the next session with Hellfire had been met with disappointed groans and a lot of questions, ones Eddie couldn’t answer. Unless he wanted to be cast out by his own group of outcasts, he was keeping his mouth shut.  

Panic came next. That, Eddie was better equipped to handle. He had stuck close to the exit the entire game, making his escape quick. 

The night air was cold, but Eddie felt hot under all his layers. A few students littered the outside of the gym, earning him a couple of glances, but they ultimately paid him no mind. 

He knew it was a stupid idea, heading into the thick of it. Curiosity couldn't even begin to explain Eddie's inner turmoil and going back to when it all began would be futile. Eddie himself was unsure when his stupid crush on the King began. All he could remember was being a kid and finding those large brown eyes. 

It was difficult to rid his brain of Steve after. 

Eddie huffed as he finally reached his van parked behind a few trees on the outskirts of Hawkins High. It wasn't his usual spot. He hardly did deals so near the school anyway, but this was an exception, among the many others, for the night. He opened the back doors of the van and lit a cigarette as he sat with his legs dangling over the edge of the vehicle.

The loud cheering was now muffled by the distance but Eddie could still make out Steve's name. A part of him wanted to drive away, to forget that this night ever happened, that that note ever reached his locker in the first place. Steve was never meant to interact with him outside of sneers, backhanded compliments, and asshole middlemen. 

Heat and smoke filled his lungs. He raised the stick in the air. "To the Hawkins Basketball Team. May you all rot in hell."

He really was pathetic. 

One cigarette turned to two turned to three. Eventually, silence, save for the chirping of crickets and the wind passing by. If Eddie closed his eyes, he could easily imagine himself back home, his guitar close by and Uncle Wayne getting ready to head out for work. He would reach out for his guitar, claim that the silence was too deafening, and practice his chords and riffs till his fingers hurt. 

On his fourth stick, unlit and hanging low on his lips, a figure emerged. "Didn't think you'd show up," came its voice. 

Eddie wasn't prepared for the honey on his tongue. "Harrington." He turned to Steve's direction and found him in his letterman and training shorts, shorter than the ones he had worn while he played. Eddie had to look away. "How much're you buying?"

"How much you got on you?"

Eddie clicked his tongue. "Must be a big party." He rummaged through his lunchbox and handed Steve all of his stash. "That'll be twenty."

Steve hummed. He reached for his wallet and handed Eddie the bill. 

"Tommy too busy to do your bidding?"

Steve laughed. "I haven't talked to Tommy in weeks." He got into Eddie's van, mimicking Eddie’s position but keeping close to the opposite wall. "And no, this isn't for a party."

Eddie couldn't do much but nod. He went back to his cigarette and lit it. 

"Got more of those?" Steve asked. The weed was already safely tucked away in his bag. 

"It's some cheap brand." Eddie tossed him the pack anyway.

Steve merely shook his head as he placed a stick between his lips.

"Light?" Eddie asked, holding out a Zippo.

Uncertainty overtook Steve. His hand hovered over the lighter, cautious, but pushed it back down to Eddie’s lap. Instead, he leaned closer to Eddie, motioned for him to do the same with a curling of his index finger. Eddie complied easily, entranced. Then, Steve pushed his cigarette toward Eddie's and breathed the heat in. 

"You okay?" Steve asked, still so dangerously close. His eyes were big and brown and bright, reflecting the orange glow of the cigarette embers.

Eddie nodded. He could smell the expensive cologne on Steve and a bit of his lemony soap. He never took him as a citrus sort of guy. 

"Thanks," Steve murmured as they separated. He blew smoke into Eddie's face before he could lean back far enough away. 

"Rude," Eddie said as he tried to inhale it all. 

"You liked it."

Eddie's heart beat in his ears. "Bold assumption." The words left an odd taste in his mouth. 

"Maybe." 

Eddie waited for Steve to move. To up and leave him smoking on his own, but Steve never did. If anything, he sank deeper into the interior of the back of Eddie’s van with every puff. He lifted his legs and folded them in front of him. The tip of his shoe touched Eddie’s boot. 

“You look different,” Steve said. 

Eddie took the hat off and pulled at his hoodie. The material was soft and dark blue. Worn out in some places, but it kept Eddie warm. Warmer than needed now, though Eddie wouldn’t pin that on the hoodie. “My pa’s,” he said. “Thought I shouldn’t stick out too much tonight.” 

“Why’s that?” 

“Wasn’t sure if I should head inside or not.” Eddie faked nonchalance. He willed his hand to stop shaking. 

“Wanted to come see me play?” 

A twist in Eddie’s stomach. “In your dreams, Harrington. I was wondering what was taking you so long.” 

“The note said after the basketball game.” 

“And I’m supposed to know when that is?”

“Guess not.” Steve chuckled. He reached for the makeshift ashtray by Eddie’s side and discarded the last of his cigarette. 

Eddie did the same, his own cigarette burned to a shorter stub. “Don’t you have a party to go to?” 

“And miss out on all this fun?” 

“Asshole.” There was no bite to the word. Eddie pulled on his hoodie again, letting the evening breeze pass through the collar. When that didn’t do much to appease the heat bubbling under his skin, he took the hoodie off. 

“Hellfire,” Steve read on Eddie’s exposed shirt. It was from a pile of discarded prototypes for their club’s new uniform. The design hadn’t been approved by the school. Too perverse, they had said. Not perverse enough, Eddie had wanted to reply. “That’s the Demons and Dragons thing, right?” 

“Dungeons and Dragons. You know about D&D?” 

“Sorta. I got a few friends who want to join.” 

If Eddie showed any signs of being dumbfounded, Steve didn’t mention it. Friends of Harrington liked D&D. What was the world turning into? Could that have been the beginning of his fall from grace? Eddie could imagine it, the King succumbing to the flames of roleplaying games. “Kinda late for that now,” he said. “School’s almost out.” 

Steve rolled his eyes. “They’ll be freshmen next year.” 

Eddie’s mouth hung open. “Nerds and kids?” He laughed, half bitterly, half amusedly. Nerdy kids got Steve’s approval before him. Him, Eddie Munson, the nerdy kid of all nerdy kids in all of high school. So nerdy, in fact, that he was cast into the underbellies of its society. “What the hell happened to you?”

The smile on Steve’s lips was fond. “One of them is Nancy’s brother if that explains anything.”

And it did. Wheeler’s hand in this explained so much but it also churned Eddie’s stomach. “You still into her?” he asked instead. 

Steve sucked in a breath. “Nah,” he replied. He shifted himself, making the van bounce, then eyed the pack of cigarettes on the floor. “But Nancy’s Nancy, you know?” 

“I don’t.” 

“Do you want to?” 

“No.” 

“Jealous?” 

“So what if I am?” 

Steve laughed, magical, beautiful. 

Eddie couldn’t help but reach for the pack and light another stick. It was the last one for the night, Eddie promised himself, though the way his evening was going, he wasn’t sure if that promise was going to last. A poke to his foot almost made him drop his lighter, his heart beating faster and louder than ever. “Want one?” he asked—no, stammered at Steve. 

Steve shook his head but his gaze stayed on the stick. “I’ve been trying to quit.” 

“Wheeler put you up to that?” 

“What if she did?” A challenge in Steve’s voice. 

The jealousy in his stomach would simply grow, but Eddie couldn’t admit that out loud. He could hardly admit it to himself. Memories of Steve and Nancy in the school corridors flooded Eddie’s mind. He had watched them from afar, always from afar, holding hands and kissing and being in love, and his heart would squeeze itself at the sight. When he heard they had broken up, the giddy feeling trumped the guilt he felt for it. And then… 

But then, Steve was never the same again. 

“Jealous, I tell you,” Steve added. Another pass at the cigarette. 

“Nancy’s cute, Steve, but she’s not really my type,” Eddie tried. 

“And what is your type?” 

“Someone more metal than whatever Wheeler has going on.” Eddie choked on the smoke in his throat. “Someone different. Exciting.” 

“Someone, someone, someone.” Steve inched closer. “Gimme something specific.” 

“Volunteering to be my wingman?” 

“Something like that.” 

Eddie pushed himself back, the metal of his car poking into his skin. “Someone…” He was running out of breath. 

“Someone daring? Someone…carefree?” Steve was close now. His eyes locked into Eddie’s and he wasn’t looking away. “Someone with brown hair? Brown eyes? Someone good at basketball?” Then, he paused. He sighed, straight into the gap between Eddie’s lips. “Someone who used to be someone,” he murmured slowly, quietly, as if Eddie wasn’t meant to hear. 

“You keep staring at my cig,” Eddie said. 

“I keep staring at your lips.” 

“You know what shotgunning is?” 

Steve squinted. “I don’t. I’m gonna need you to show me.” 

It was easy, then it wasn’t. Eddie placed a careful hand on Steve’s cheek, gentle, gentler than he should be, and blew the smoke into his open mouth. He forced himself to keep some distance between them, didn’t push where Steve was uncomfortable. 

Only, a pair of lips sealed his own shut, and the rest of the smoke escaped through his nose. Eddie went rigid, then he went limp as Steve ran his fingers through his hair and climbed onto his lap. The way Steve kissed was soft; pecks that lingered a bit too long and tongue grazing but not overbearing. Eddie’s fingers tingled as he caressed Steve’s neck.

Seconds turned to minutes. Eddie almost burned himself with his forgotten cigarette but he didn’t let it faze him. It certainly didn’t faze Steve. He was plastered onto Eddie as if it was the reputation he had built for himself. The King kissing the Freak. What a sight!

In the end, it was Eddie who had to push Steve away, Steve’s letterman still in his fists. He searched for any regret on Steve’s face, but he could barely find surprise in those brown eyes.

“What is this?” he asked.

“I don’t know.”

“You don’t know.” Eddie let go then. “What the fuck am I supposed to do with that, Steve?”

“I don’t know.”

“Fuck.” Eddie rested his forehead on Steve’s shoulder. Steve immediately placed a kiss on his temple. “This is fucked up. You’re fucked up.”

“There were rumors about you,” Steve said.

“So you kissed me to find out if it was true?”

“I kissed you because I wanted to.” Steve pushed Eddie back and cradled his face in his hands. “I wanted to know what it was like.”

“To kiss me?”

“To kiss boys.”

“Ah.” Pathetic, ridiculous Eddie. “You’re an asshole, Harrington.”

“So I’ve been told.” Steve leaned in again, capturing Eddie’s lips, and Eddie let him.

Because who was Eddie to deny Steve that? Who was he to deny himself that? He might be pathetic, but he wasn’t an idiot.

“Can you do me a favor?” Steve asked as they separated for air. He unzipped his jacket while Eddie kept him in place with hands on his hips. “Keep this.” He placed the jacket over Eddie’s shoulders.

“Why?”

“I don’t know just yet.” Steve got off Eddie’s lap. Eddie already missed the touch. “But I think I’m going to find out.”

“You can—”

Steve took hold of Eddie’s hand before he could reach his hoodie. “That’s not you,” he said. “I don’t want what isn’t you.”

Eddie blinked. “Next time then.”

“Bold assumption.” But Steve was smiling.

“Come find me, okay?” Eddie kissed Steve one final time. “You better come find me, Harrington.”

#steddie week #steddie week 2023 #steddieweek2023 #steddie fic #steve harrington/eddie munson #eddie munson/steve harrington #stranger things fic #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #stranger things 4 #jcby: fic

[juliasdowntonstuff]

The beauty of The Little Prince

Those who know me a bit are aware of the fact that I absolutely LOVE Antoine de Saint-Exupéry's "The Little Prince". I bring it up any chance I get and because today has shown me again just how much this book means to me, I thought I'd use Tumblr as a journal and share at least a few of the reasons why. It is currently 2 am as I am writing this, so I don't guarantee for any of this to make any sense.

Apart from being the book my mum used to read to me when I was very little, apart from being the book I learned to read with and being the first book I ever read in every language I speak, "The Little Prince" is also just such a wonderfully poignant book that, for me, is just as important nowadays as it was back when it was first released in 1943.

It deals with themes we all encounter on a daily. It talks about greed, love, friendship, sadness, vainness, and wisdom — just to name a few of them. And it does so very endearingly. Part of this book's charm is not just that utterly beautiful and simplistic style of its illustrations, but also that it can be read by children and adults alike. It's generally easy enough to understand for children while also being so descriptive of the themes mentioned without the so usual moralising undertone that is often apparent in comparable works. And there are so many layers to the quite simple story itself that I find something new to focus on every time I read it.

There are sequences that did not really interest me as a kid because I did not understand the full extent of what they meant. Sure, I knew there was something to take away from every sequence, but I did not always know what it was. And as I keep going back again and again, I keep finding new layers to uncover.

Take the sequence about watching the sunset 42/43/44 times, for example (depending on what edition/ language you're reading). It only gained my interest when I was about sixteen, because it suddenly spoke to me on another level that was not just about describing a pretty sky. It expressed exactly what I felt at the time but never managed to put into words, and it helped me understand what it was I was feeling. Before then, I only thought the short chapter was about the nice colours that make up a sunset, about the hues that are usually quite warm and can feel comforting. But it is really so much more.

Sadness can cause many things; for me, it makes me lose interest in most things I used to enjoy greatly. That one page that discusses the little prince feeling sad and watching the sunset so often told me to go outside and look at the sunset, and so I did that. After that, I began to appreciate the beauty in nature around me more. The sense of calmness and clarity that I get when I walk in nature and listen to the birds or sit and watch the sunset (or sunrise, occasionally) is something I never managed to replicate otherwise. People rarely talk about how they are truly feeling in everyday life, and there is still some sort of stigma around talking about mental health, depression, etc., which I think shouldn't be (but that's an entirely different discussion). We all are happy to talk about the things that fill us with joy, that excite us, so why can't we talk about the bad feelings we have in the same way? It is easy to feel that being sad or even depressed is simply not allowed in society, that one is alone with all the bad thoughts spinning around and around, because we never talk about them.

That short sequence about sunsets taught sixteen-year-old me that it was okay to be sad, that it was okay to be okay one day and a total mess the next, only to be better again. It taught me that sometimes, you just need to take a second to sit down, breathe deeply, and look around, try to find the beauty in things you usually overlook or see the beauty you have become blind to. It also taught me that extreme sadness does not last forever, which is what I keep clinging to, now that I feel myself slowly slipping back into that seemingly bottomless pit of sadness.

Another sequence that has greatly influenced the way I see things in life is the part about the fox. The taming. Because that is just such a vivid depiction of what making a friend is. It is a metaphor even kids understand. And it is so true to the core. You have to reveal who you are as a person to become friends with someone, you have to share your thoughts and beliefs. You have to get over that "being friendly strangers" phase, and for that, you need to find out more about the other person, their likes and dislikes. And only then you can determine whether you like the person enough to become friends with them. That seems pretty straightforward.

Sadly, though, we tend to skip parts. We don't get to know each other enough to get to the "being tamed"-part. We consider someone a friend too soon, when all they likely are is a friendly acquaintance and nothing more. I realised recently that I did not know some of my friends as well as I thought I did and it caused a lot of unnecessary added heartbreak. You know, when you find people you like and you get along with them splendidly whenever you see them, which might be frequent or sometimes not so much, it's easy to feel as though you're friends. But do they still message you when things get rough? Do they try to include you when they do not see you around as much as before? Likely, they do not. Or at least that is what I have experienced.

This goes hand in hand with what the fox says to the little prince about the rose. “You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed.”

Because that's what true friendships are like, or at least they should be. They don't just end, they don't just fizzle out. You can't just up and leave when you're bored or when you disagree. Unless there is a real reason for you to stop talking or stop being friends, you should always keep an eye out for your friends. You got to know them, you tamed them, and you are at least a tiny bit responsible for them, too. Certainly not for everything they do, no, but for the part of their lives that intertwines with yours. That is what you are responsible for.  

And there are some more quotes that have influenced me greatly. I won't go deeper into them now, because, frankly… if I did, I would never shut up. I will just leave them here to read and ponder for anyone who wants to. 

Maybe they speak to you as much as they do to me, maybe they don't. That's the beauty of literature.

“I must endure the presence of a few caterpillars if I wish to become acquainted with the butterflies.”

“Then you shall judge yourself," the king answered. "That is the most difficult thing of all. It is much more difficult to judge oneself than to judge others. If you succeed in judging yourself rightly, then you are indeed a man of true wisdom.” (Chapter X)

“Where are the people?” resumed the little prince at last. “It's a little lonely in the desert…”

“It is lonely when you're among people, too,” said the snake. (Chapter XVII)

“Language is the source of misunderstandings.” (Chapter XXI)

“Here is my secret. It is very simple: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.” (Chapter XXI)

“What makes the desert beautiful,” said the little prince, “is that somewhere it hides a well.” (Chapter XXV)

“In one of those stars I shall be living. In one of them I shall be laughing. And so it will be as if all the stars were laughing, when you look at the sky at night. And when your sorrow is comforted (time soothes all sorrows) you will be content that you have known me. You will always be my friend… I shall not leave you.” (Chapter XXVI)

And last, but certainly not least:

 “All grown-ups were once children… but only few of them remember it.”

On that note…

#the little prince #le petit prince #antoine de saint exupéry #books that saved me #quotes I live by #late night ramblings

[terephin]

Fuck it, Honkai 3rd worldbuilding time.

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Anti Entropy Server Network > General Information > Honkai Energy Weaves > Necessary Weaves

An Introduction to Honkai Weaves, presented by Doctor Henry Clarke, (Formerly) of St Freya

(Note : This edition of the document was written shortly after the incident with the Wind Herrscher.)

Honkai Energy is all around us, in doses large and small. From the smallest of AE’s batteries to the Herrschers themselves. To be a Valkyrie, or analogous, requires one to have an immense understanding of this.

Honkai Energy, when used through the outlet of Humanity, and Intelligence as a whole, is best utilized through what are commonly called Weaves. Weaves are highly complex, layered semi-constructs of Honkai Energy, used in everything a Valkyrie does, be it enhancing their body beyond human comparison or summoning giant cat paws.

In this introduction, I will go over two of the most common and crucial weaves, while more complex and niche ones will be introduced to students individually.

Now, to begin with we have the Enhancement Weave, a fairly simple weave that you’ll become intimately familiar with soon enough. The Enhancement Weave, as should be obvious, enhances the physical form.

It’s laughably simple, in truth, to generate. While I can’t explain it’s workings in an understandable way here, as it’s something rather esoteric and they still won’t update the system to support graphs and images, I can explain what it does further.

The Enhancement Weave increases speed, strength, reaction time and so much more, but what’s important is two factors. 1) This enhancement uses your current state as a basis, meaning the better your condition the stronger you are. 2) When you unravel Deactivate if you want to be boring. the weave not all it’s effects are lost There are ways to trigger this effect without unraveling it, but all are highly complex. In fact, roughly 5% of the effect remains indefinitely. When you couple these two things you get the ever increasing power of a Valkyrie.

Now, onto the next weave, which is important less often to B rank Valkyries, but is essential if you seek the A rank, alongside simply making many other things easier.

I am, of course, talking about the Friction Weave. The Friction Weave, while having a gross oversimplification of a name, is truly necessary when you reach the levels of an A rank Valkyrie. Now, you are all likely to struggle with this weave, as while it’s considered among the basics it’s also one of the more complex weaves you’re likely to run into.

The weave itself is not of human creation. In fact, to my knowledge, it was copied unfathomable long ago from either a rather powerful Honkai Beast or a full on Herrscher, both of which are known to generate it by their very natures.

The Friction Weave has very little to do with friction, inherently. But ignoring that for now, what it does, most importantly, is negates sonic booms1. It’s this weave that allows A rank Valkyries to move at speeds in excess of Mach 2, when the situation calls for it. It’s this weave that allows the most massive of Honkai Beasts to even move without tearing themselves apart. It’s this weave, all of it. And we barely know how.

However, this isn’t the time to lament the limits of human knowledge. Instead, I have one last thing to mention regarding the Friction Weave. In certain atmospheric conditions, few of which are even vaguely natural in occurance, the weave actually has the opposite effect. It generates devastating effects of various natures instead, typically vaporising everything nearby.

(Archived note, attached to main document after transfer.) It is this fact that makes me believe that a fully realised Wind Herrscher would’ve been a threat like no other. While we never got any halfway decent scans of Wendy’s weave, battlesuit scanners meant to monitor the condition of Raiden Mei (Atmosperic sensors included to note possible stormfronts) detected forming type 1 and type 5 environments all around her during the event.

1 Which can be rather terrifying when they interact with Honkai Energy, being known to have pulverised solid steel and deafened everyone within 40 meters during testing.

#honkai impact #honkai impact 3rd #honkaimpact3rd #honkai 3rd #HI3rd #Honkai Impact worldbuilding #Honkai Impact theory #technically #more headcanon though but eh~ #Honkai Impact headcanon

[sirenofthegreenbanks]

3, 16 and 20 for loving fandom asks! 😊

3. a character that fandom has helped u appreciate

wen kexing from the novels!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! also zzs from the novels and zzs from the show and wkx from the show but this isnt!!! about them!!!

16. a tiny detail in canon that u want more people to appreciate

we talked about this before but i really like how rise of phoenixes handles the crossdressing trope. quippe quest mentions this in their videos at some point i think; feng zhiwei is allowed to actually look like a man when she dresses up as a man, and the additional layer her crossdressing shenanigans add to the exploration of her arc that ends in her being completely stripped from all she has at the beginning (agency, autonomy, freedom, value) is all the more gutpunching. i look at her being all unrestrained (as a person) when she dresses up, moving around freely and doing what she wants (as per her nature), and then i look at who she is forced to become once the emperor finds out about it and it gets public. its honestly horrible, like a horror movie (feng zhiwei fmv horror edit?). so the maturity and nuance with which they approach and utilize it is smth i wish would be talked about more, if only because its so dear to me personally and i think everyone should talk about it all the time

,,,, ,,, actually this probably doesnt really count as a tiny detail //w// , ,, i thought of it because theyre so casual with it in canon!!! though feng zhiwei‘s ~real gender~TM is a plot point, the show doesnt really make a fuss around the crossdressing in itself (compared to how other stories usually handle it). so i thought of it as tiny and a detail even though its not really tiny, and its more the attention to detail that i would like for everyone to appreciate forever.

HERE IS AN ALTERNATIVE ANSWER: zhiwei‘s long ass hair that she takes down at the end of the forst day at the academy when sits in the window just before going to bed . everyone is talking about ning yi‘s hair but!!!! what about hers!!!!! its literally right there!!!! its such a beautiful scene, she looks so good. and i think its the only time she ever takes down her hair where we see it right? right? it doesnt happen at all at any other point :) surely :). so beautiful when u can take down your hair of your own volution in a world where taking your hair down signifies vulnerability and can unmask you as a woman! :) :):):) great scene where zhiwei is in full control of her fate and pursues her happiness and taking her hair down in the privacy of her room, with only gu nanyi to see, is such a big show of trust (in him) and faith (in her future) :) im fine why do u ask

20. your very first fandom

oh this is a mean pick!!!!!! me having like a hole in my head etc!!!!! but one of my earliest beloveds media that i could count as me entering a fandom of any kind is the donald duck franchise. dont really have a better name for it. i could call it the Mickey Mouse Franchise but that would be A Lie. mickey mouse has nothing to do with it at all! i had fan magazines and would dress up as phantomias and would spent time reading comics with my friends and brother and i would annoy literal strangers into lending me their comics if i so much as sniffed out that they had a collection at home. i also drew and wrote fanart and fanfic, though i never finished anything, my aspirations were too high for my fragile constitution also known as patience and stamina TvT. smth thats STILL a problem tbh. i cant write short stuff yet keeping it up for so long is Hard. anywhomst. i remember looking at the pictures before i learned to read and making up the story in my head so this being my first fandom might not be that far off!!!!!!

beloveds fandom asks game

#rise of phoenixes has wrecked me TvT #i watched it three times in full in direct succession after finishing it the first time #which is super unusually for me #i rewatch at the most after multiple months of not years #cryptid!!!! im making u personally responsible for dragging me back into it!!! #how dare u like it so much after i recced it to u!!!!! the world is not a nice place TvT #inbox #the mututal tag #loving fandom asks #cryptid #ask game #the rise of phoenixes #tian ya ke my beloved

[choctalksalot]

compilation of homestuck design things i love with all my heart that no one asked for

[warning: i live up to my username.]

okay? okay here

dirk with a hairband. i just love it it invokes an Emotion in me that can only be described with [:

dirk with a neck scar. any significant death that leaves scarring, these are my d-smp days talking but im just a big fan of the significance of death, i like the idea that any revival that isn't automatically settled by the T1CK T0CK has scarring/medical issues that come along with it. does this mean i hc karkat with organ problems? maaaayyyybeeeeee

any rose hairstyle. any. all the different ways people interpret Mspaint Shape bring me joy but rose's is literally Sircul and people get so many nifty styles from it... gah!!

jegbert with rollerblades my beloved. when did that even come from?? i don't care it's so silly i love it....though personally i prefer

jegbert with a SKATEBOARD. GOD I LOVE SKATEBOARDS. i want the beta crew to go to a skatepark together and i want john on a skateboard i want them All on skateboards

bonus: jegbert on a skateboard in skates. nobody survives.

ANYBODY WHO INCORPORATES DAVE'S CANONICALLY BIG BABYGIRL EYES AND THICK LASHES. I LOVE YOU.

there's a specific kind of jade glasses i adore... like. like canon jade has O-O and i love it i do but occasionally i see people stretch them just a liiiittle bit to 0-0 and it captures my heart in one fell swoop

Matching Accessories between anyone ever. personal fave is dirkjake armbands/bracelets (ive seen it from four people and every time it makes me giddy smile a little) and meowrails hairclips (equius with a cat, nepeta with a horse)

jade with white hair streaks... <3

JADE WITH A LOT OF WHITE HAIR ACTUALLY. i draw her this way, the bottom layer of her hair? all white. i saw a drawing of jade with all white hair once. i lost it before i could reblog. the bruise it left on my soul

more jade hair joy: undercut. post-doggie jade has more hair than she knows what to do with and she had to get rid of some of it!! also undercut just [swoon]

i friggin. adore. when anyone incorporates the kids' card suits into their designs. are you kidding me. yes. y e s.

roxy with a heart shaped ahoge <333

kanaya with glowing blood. this is specific to me. i think the thing that makes her glow is her blood. i have drawn diagrams

dave with hair similar to roxy's...

addendum to that - rose with hair similar to dirk's

jane in band tshirts. i just. wuegh

the more bird your davesprite is the more shiny rocks i leave on your windowsill

jake english covered in bandaids. i'm fond of bandaids on anyone but i like to imagine grandma english had boxes and boxes of colourful themed plasters that she would tack on jake's scrapes and cuts, and he's a little kid living in the jungle he'd get a lot of them!! he never stopped using them. carry every piece of her as far as it will follow him

that's 20 i can name off the top of my head. i love them so much. kissing them all on the forehead heart emoji thanks for surviving my mindless rambles

an edit: 19, not 20. one of them got halfway backspaced and i don't remember the contents of them so i have to live with the mystery forever now ig

#choc talks #a lot #homestuck #hom3stuck #beta kids #alpha kids #i am NOT going to tag all the individual kids i don't think anyone would even want to crawl through all this gushing for one kid's content #im just talking to the wall here i love this fandom i love the wondefrful designs i love love love so much

[eldritchsurveys]

1163.

[chasingghosts @ bzoink]

Are you the sort of person who can nap or sleep anywhere, anytime?     >> I'm not. the only time that was true was when I was unhoused and perpetually exhausted + used to sleeping in fucked-up places/positions as a result.

Do you feel like you have unfinished business with anyone?     >> there is no such thing as unfinished business to me. if I didn't get closure on a situation, it doesn't matter. the book is closed whether I feel like I'm done with it or not

Have you ever been to the Statue of Liberty?     >> long time ago What are some of your favourite sitcoms?     >> Frasier, Grand Crew, Red Dwarf

Do you talk to your Uber/taxi driver?     >> if they talk to me, sure. I'm not initiating any conversations though, not without a very compelling reason

Have you ever taken an Uber pool? Did you talk to the other passengers?     >> I don't think I've ever done this

How cold does it get in winter where you live?     >> cold

Do you like to layer when you dress up?     >> I don't like wearing layers, it feels like being in multiple straitjackets. I do it because it's the only way to be warm but I don't like it

Will you ever call it X, or will you always call it Twitter?     >> I just call it Twitter. it just makes more sense, "X" is a really awkward and annoying concept for a brand name. like, it just doesn't work right in regular conversation to me

Are you a fast walker?     >> I can be, but I also enjoy strolling

Have you ever skated on a frozen lake? Would you want to?     >> haven't, and I can't skate anyway so the second question is moot

Were you susceptible to peer pressure as a teenager?     >> I mean, I guess, a little. but also I was really very much into what I was into and there was no way to sway me from that. so I guess I could really only be pressured by people who were similar to me or who I wanted to be like Who did you last go to the cinema with?     >> Sparrow

Do you have any cheese in your fridge right now?     >> sure

Do you wear earrings every day?     >> I don't. I used to have a pair I never took off except to swap out for a different pair to accessorise with an outfit or something, but I lost one of them What colour was the last couch you sat on?     >> grey

Do you think your house is too small, too big or just right?     >> it's actually a perfect size, to me Would you rather eat mashed potatoes or hash browns?     >> hash browns

What website do you spend the most time on?     >> tumblr Have you ever had a Tamagotchi?     >> I did. I also had one of the limited-edition gold ones. but since I had no real concept of value this did not faze me at the time. I ended up losing all my Tamagotchis, I'm pretty sure (I lost so much shit as a child)

Who was the last person you avoided?     .

Do you give a wishlist to your friends and family for Christmas and/or birthdays?     >> I have a wishlist that I keep up-to-date just for myself, really, but I also give it to Frances during the holiday season. since she likes buyin people shit so much

What pet names do you use for your friends?     . What decade do you think has been the best for movies?     >> I personally tend to love nineties movies, even the ones I don't like I love the fact that they exist the way they do. I feel somewhat similarly about eighties movies

Think about the last book you read. Was it fiction or non-fiction?      >> fiction

Were you better at maths or English in school?     .

Would you know the coordinates of your city?     >> I would if I looked them up, I guess?

Have you ever sent a postcard while on vacation? Where from?     >> I haven't

Do you look up when helicopters or planes fly overhead?     >> not, like, as a rule. but yeah, I've done so

What do you do when you're bored? >> if I'm bored it's because I do have things to do (I always have things to do) but I don't want to do any of them. so I just do much of nothing until something I do want to do becomes available or the boredom passes

#surveys #survey #random survey

[dancing-to-architecture]

34 - The Smashing Pumpkins - Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness

THE album that got me through high school.

No joke, there was a week in my life, i want to say Junior year, where i listened to the song "1979" *at least* a hundred times. I most certainly hung down with the freaks and ghouls.

Also, this is a Double Album, so buckle in, because this is gonna be a *long* one.

(editing afterwards: yeah, it took me over a week to get through. Who'd have figured this one would have some pretty heavy shit associated with it that would put me in a really bad headspace for a while?)

Actually cutting this one, because I'm not THAT much of an asshole.

[Dawn to Dusk]

•Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness-

Such a simple little piano piece, but so pretty, and then the other layers start coming in and it continues to ascend. Up there on my all-time favorite intro tracks list.

•Tonight, Tonight-

The song that made me want to be a drummer. Jimmy Chamberlain beats the shit out of his drum set all towards the end of this one, but in a way that almost feels...polite.

The violins and cello soar throughout the entirety, this song really wouldn't be as amazing without them.

Regardless of how you may feel about Billy Corgan's voice, if these lyrics don't resonate with you, then congratulations on being the happiest person to exist.

The longing, the wanting to be wanted, the dread of the possibility of misplaced hope, the terror that these might be the best days of your life, but you won't notice until much, much later...

Now, if only we could get on with that "crucifying the insincere" business.

•Jellybelly-

This riff is a fucking killer.

I've always associated this one with optimistic nihilism. Everything's fucked, we're trapped in the belly of the beast, there's no way out, but there's nothing stopping us from doing whatever we want *because* nothing matters.

•Zero-

The bass line to end all bass lines.

More nihilism, but much less optimistic this time. More of a "she's here and she makes me happy and that's literally the only thing in the world that matters at this point" vibe.

•Here Is No Why-

The malaise of the star. Rich and famous and a household name and utterly, utterly depressed. I might be*the only one* who thinks this, but i kinda always saw this song as a kind of weird goodbye ode to Kurt Cobain, who's basically the poster boy for 'rock stars who never, ever wanted to actually be famous'.

•Bullet With Butterfly Wings-

Show me a better opening line than "The world is a vampire, sent to drain."

I used to like this song a lot more as a teenager than i do nowadays, likely because at this point it feels like: "what are you rebelling against?" "What do you got?!"

Just lashing out at anyone and anything, but ultimately it really doesn't matter and was a waste of time, effort, and anger. You're still just a rat in a cage.

•To Forgive-

A lot more chill musically after Bullet, but the lyrics are way harsher, talking about loss and pain and childhood trauma.

"I sensed my loss, before i even learned to talk.

And i remember my birthdays,

Empty party afternoons won't come back."

We moved *a lot* when i was a kid (5 schools in 6 years), so i was always the New Kid, Weird Kid, don't talk to him, we don't know him, shun him and maybe he'll leave.

This one always hit me hard.

•Fuck You (An Ode To No One)-

Back to the heavy riffs, back to angry Billy.

The constant New Kid finally hits high school and hasn't moved again, and he hates everybody because everybody hated him for years, but he hates himself the most because he simply cannot leave.

"Destroy the mind, destroy the body, but you cannot destroy the heart.

I don't need your love to disconnect."

•Love-

Fun fact: the guitar is so fuzzy and distorted that the first time i heard this song i thought my headphones had just broken.

Possibly Billy at his most nasal.

Last song i screamed that i didn't *need* your love, but that doesn't mean that i don't *want* it.

The heavily distorted guitar tones sound great throughout the song, but the solo rules.

•Cupid de Locke-

When i say "i love strings in rock music", I'm typically referring to the violin or the cello, (or the double bass if you're TRULY nasty), but i have to say that the harp is a truly underrated instrument these days: incredibly pretty, but incredibly difficult to play well, and it's played so well here.

The lyrics kinda feel like Billy tried his hand at some Shakespeare, and it mostly works.

•Galapogos-

This one hits me a lot harder now than it did when I was a kid, but who could expect a fifteen year old to really get a line like: "and tell me, am i still the man I'm supposed to be?"

But now? That line really resonates with the layers of self-doubt and revulsion that i have utilized as armor for the last 20 or so years, not to mention the more modern confusion and realization regarding things like gender and sexuality.

"And should i fall from grace, here with you,

Will you leave me, too?"

•Muzzle-

And the first line of this one continues the feeling of inadequacy from the last song:

"I fear that i am ordinary, just like everyone."

Without trauma-dumping, lemme just say this one hits close to home.

"I know that i am meant for this world."

Another one where Jimmy is beating the absolute shit out of those drums.

The end of it just feels like the prettiest, nicest ego-annihilating trip ever, to be honest.

•Porcelina of the Vast Oceans-

This intro is so pretty, but it's also interminably slow.

This was honestly one i usually skipped back in the day.

Billy is just being really extra Billy through most of the verses, and though James, D'arcy and Jimmy go ham throughout at least half of the 9 whole damn minutes of it, it's not quite enough to save us from Billy's poetry.

(My phone autocorrected that last word to pussy and you will not BELIEVE the strength it took to fix it.)

And then, an equally long outro and we're almost *halfway* done!

•Take Me Down-

I was always in love with James Iha's voice.

A ver sweet little song, almost a lullaby. If you have never felt like this, i feel bad for you.

Man, i just don't like that last line though.

[Twilight to Starlight]

•Where Boys Fear To Tread-

I LOVE this whole intro. What a great way to start the second half of the album. Doom_barrel_explosion.wav usage and everything. WAKE THE FUCK BACK UP.

This one IS heavy enough to save us from Billy's poetry.

•Bodies-

•Thirty-Three-

One my favorite Smashing Pumpkins songs, though like The List, mutable positioning is always involved.

Certainly one of the prettiest, imo.

This one is really tied with 1979 for "lyrics that could be a chapter from my biography", just... Very different chapters.

•In The Arms Of Sleep-

No joke: the title is correct. This was on a sleep-themed mix CD i had back in the day, just to have music on but nothing that would be too jarring.

Which is really selling this one short, because it's mellow but gorgeous.

•1979-

A song i have literally done speeches about. One of my all-time favorite songs.

One of my favorite music videos. This song is "high school". It's "adolescence", in all of its ups and downs and confusion and depression and (possible, occasional) glory.

•Tales Of A Scorched Earth-

This might be one of the hardest intros on this whole damn album, possibly one of e heaviest songs overall.

Angry Billy at his best, imo. This song is so fucking mad at everyone.

•Thru The Eyes Of Ruby-

I always figured this was about commitment anxiety, especially with the lines with marriage symbolism.

Really cool instrumentation that gets harder as it goes.

•Stumbeline-

Funny thing, the last song was 7 minutes long, but this one FEELS 7 minutes long. Acoustic strumming and more of Billy's poetry. There are some good lines in this one, but a lot of not great ones. 🤷

•X.Y.U.-

Another rather heavy song with some pretty dark lyrics.

And i apologize for an earlier mistake, THIS is the heaviest song on this album.

I liked this one more when i was a kid, but that was also when i was really into nu-metal, so...

•We Only Come Out At Night-

So, i have spent quite a few years working in the arena of late-night pizza, as well as made attempts at being some kind of warrior/poet, and this song feels incredibly accurate to large parts of my life.

"It's goofy, but i love it anyway." -how i feel about this song, also, words my wife has likely said about me.

•Beautiful-

This sounds like the kind of song that might get accidentally played at a wedding because they only half-heard half of the lyrics and didn't realize it's about a stalker.

•Lily (My One And Only)-

One of the better-written songs about a Peeping Tom, in that by the time you realize what's actually going on in the song, it's already almost over.

•By Starlight-

I really like this one overall, but the dead eyes parts makes me think of Jaws. (Dead eyes, like a doll's eyes...)

Did...did Billy fall in love with a shark?

•Farewell and Goodnight-

Another almost lullaby song, and it's really nice and peaceful with the whooshing noises and hand drumming throughout.

More of James singing is always nice, and D'arcy has a pretty voice as well. Man, i forgot how much i liked this one, and the return of the leitmotif in the very first song is such a nice closing to the album, very circular.

Okay... this album has taken me DAYS to get through (thanks ADHD) and it's finally done. Now... to power through the backlog.

Okay, Spotify, this album is long enough already, do we really need the super hyper deluxe edition with 4 ½ extra *hours* of demos, other takes or arrangements?

Who wants this? How often is any of it actually listened to by humans? Why the fuck can't i just listen to the regular, no frills, no demos, standard-ass version of this album?

Gripes with corporations aside, this is on my top 20 all-time favorite albums list.

(Do not ask to see the list, manifesting the concrete existence of the list is like nailing down your shadow.)

For better or worse, this album had a hand in shaping my adolescence.

It's safe to say that i might have been a better person overall during my 20s had i never heard this album.

There are some songs on it that are very likely to be going through my head on my deathbed. I will carry this album with me for the rest of my life.

Which is why it is sucks that Billy Corgan is such an asshole! In this TED Talk i....

#1001 albums #dancing to architecture #smashing pumpkins #mellon collie and the infinite sadness

[rubywritesfilms]

critical reflection- film narrative 2

'Expression of Colour'

Co-written and Directed by myself.

I was a co-writer on this film, and worked with our writer Ellen to create our script. Ellen often referenced symbolism and the different meanings of colours during this process, as it helped her create characters and connect them to a certain feeling or purpose. I had never used this technique before, and I found it interesting, although I think attaching characters so strongly to one key emotion does sometimes limit the layers and complexities of their character. For example, Oliver is olive green- a symbol of envy and materialism. We chose to name him Oliver because his character is jealous of others, and often puts other people down based on their physical appearance or lack of friends. Whilst I think the process of creating this character was creative and interesting, I think it was slightly basic and prevented us from really developing Oliver into a character that has complex motives and desires. We were told in our crit that the motifs of green and pink throughout the film were noticeable and did work effectively to create a divide between the two characters, but I agree with our feedback that suggested it was slightly on the nose.

In our tutorials, we received a lot of feedback from Caio regarding the script, and we definitely explored a lot of different ideas when making edits to the story. However, I think our script could have been edited even more than it was, as I think we were afraid to stray too far from our original idea. Considering we ended up changing the script quite significantly in post-production anyway, I definitely think we could have taken more risks, especially now that I've seen other people's films. For example, both 'Expression of Colour' and 'A Literal Haunting!' were shot in a library, but I think our film was much more tame, as we wanted it to reflect a conversation that would really happen in a school library. In comparison, 'A Literal Haunting!' decided to subvert the standard of its location, and as a result got to do so much more in terms of the screenplay, editing, sound design, etc. In future, I would definitely use locations to our advantage, and try not to limit ourselves when writing the screenplay.

During the process of creating our film, 'Expression of Colour', I was given the role of director, which was an exciting role for me to fulfil as I intend to pursue directing in the future. This was a challenge, as no film is ever easy, and this was also the first time I had directed actors who weren't also studying film on the same course as me. This meant that I would have to cast the film appropriately to find actors that I believed would be capable of delivering performances that encapsulate the characters of Rosa and Oliver, and would have to direct people that I wasn't as familiar with, in comparison to working with my peers. I learned a lot about directing during this project, including the importance of directing in post, something that I wasn't familiar with. In the crit, we were told that the reason our film's story got lost in the edit was because we had no direction during post-production. In future, I would definitely take a more active approach in post-production as a director, so that the message of the film is still received after the edit.

The casting process was difficult also, and came with many challenges. I created a casting call, and my group and I posted the casting call on Facebook, as well as sending it to our lecturer to forward to acting students. However, we received a low income of applications or messages expressing interest in the part, as a lot of acting students were busy with their own projects, as well as taking part in other film narrative 2 productions. This meant that the number of available actors we had was limited, and we ended up having to search elsewhere for cast members. Luckily, our group member Tom was able to reach out to a number of his friends, who were interested in performing in our film. Additionally, we were able to find an actress, Catherine Bruce, through our group member David, as he knew her through a peer who had casted her for their film also. This definitely alleviated some stress during production as we finally had our two protagonists, however we did not have a full cast until the day of the shoot, and ended up having to edit the script so that it was suitable for less cast members. In hindsight, I believe we could have prioritised casting earlier on in our production to avoid the stress of finding cast members at such late notice, but I do believe that the film works well with a smaller cast, and the edits to the script weren't majorly noticeable during the final film.

However, during our crit, we received feedback that suggested the film lacked 'something' in terms of the script. I agreed with this note, and the explanation for it is that we did have to cut out a lot of the film due to poor quality footage and bad takes that we weren't able to reshoot. This impacted the film in terms of its story, as the plot was intended to revolve around two students, Rosa and Oliver, who express their own insecurities through the criticism of strangers in a school library. There was a moment in the script where Oliver points to a pair of boys passing by, suggesting that one has feelings for the other. This scene was shot during filming, but had to be cut in the edit because our camera operator Tom used a tracking shot, planned by our DOP Louise. However, the tripod we used had a faulty handle which made the shot look rigid and less smooth than we intended, and so ultimately it was removed from the final cut. Caio mentioned in our crit that 'Good story is better than a good shot', and to some extent I do have to agree with this. It's understandable that we wanted our film to be aesthetically cohesive and to look good, but as a co writer on the project I think the story is essentially the heart of the film, and to cut part of it out is to erase part of its meaning. In future, I will definitely aim to make sure we have at least one good take of every shot, so that we can avoid having to get rid of potentially crucial scenes due to poor takes. I would also double-check our equipment before leaving Craiglockhart campus, to avoid any technical difficulties on set that could have been solved by replacing equipment.

I think our film is great in terms of its technicality. In the crit, we were praised for challenging the 180 degree rule, and we told that anything is allowed as long as it's done right. I appreciated this feedback, as I usually participate in the pre-production aspect of film-making (screenwriting, script supervising, creating shot lists, casting etc) where everything is subjective, and you're just as likely to be told something's bad as you are to be told something's good. Therefore, it was great to hear that our camera work and editing was executed well, and it made me very proud of our group, particularly with David and Tom who worked together on post-production.

Overall, I'd say this was probably the most difficult experience I've had making a film, but it has taught me so much about film making, and I'm very proud of the final result, and of our group for working together and creating something that we were all involved in.

You can watch our film here :)