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the-s1lly-corner · 6 months

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The TADC cast with a reader who’s a fluffy droopy eared bunny like the picture above.

Those eyes have absolutely no thoughts behind them just vibes (that may or may not include various types of cake)

Readers just a little fella,an absolute pal.they give soft plush hugs but the catch is that their like 7’5 tall.their super kind and patient and somehow always know what to say or do to help the cast.

(Also…JAX FIDGET HC!! He totally flops their ears about)

TADC cast x big soft silly plushie bunny!reader!!!!!

uueueueue the macarons i made earlier ended up so good!! easily some of the nicest and prettiest ones i made recently; not like bakery level pretty but none of them collapsed or cracked! main issue is that some of them kind of have a tip or bump on the top from the piping!! otherwise theyre solid!! gonna answer some stuff then i might go draw then hit the sack

CAINE:

i like to think that he took one of your ears in each of his hands and lifted them up, messing with them a bit before letting them flop down to your sides. has probably tried to blow you away with spectacles and grand gestures only for you to blink dully at him... oh... was he saying something..? you werent really paying attention... always reties your bow/bowtie when it comes undone, he cant have you not being ... not presentable..! very much endeared by your sweet demeanor and very loudly asks for hugs every now and then

POMNI:

has probably waved her hand in front of your face to see if you were awake and/or alive, genuinely thought that you were a real normal plushie the first time she saw you. got jumpscared when you slowly moved your head to look at her. oh dear! please reassure her that everything is fine!

since shes new you have taken to hovering around her during IHAs to make sure shes safe.. you have probably picked her up to your chest and made a run for it. like literally just pomni held flat to you and you just running with her. silly, i think

RAGATHA:

one of my favorite ragatha headcannons that lowkey becoming a given and my go to; she makes you accessories to go on your ears! bows and ribbons and the like! she thinks you look so so cute; vaguely reminds her of a bunny doll she used to have in her childhood, at least thats her guess judging by the warped and murky memories of her old life in the real world. has accidentally left you behind because you were spacing out and thinking about whatever it is that goes on in your head... thinks youre as sweet as can be, probably calls you "carrot cake" or something along the lines

"sweetie bell"

sits

JAX:

messes with your long droopy ears. not uncommon for him to just grab one and run his thumb over you false fur and fabric. he thinks youre too soft; literally and metaphorically. you make a great cuddle buddy and give great hugs, but youre just too nice for your own good. and on the off chance that youre actually paying attention when hes setting up a prank for someone, you put a stop to it. pulling pranks is mean, especially jax's style of pranks! you cant have that!

jax definitely pouts off to the side when you sabotage him.. youd think the two bunny folk would get along with one another!

well its not like you guys dont get along, youre too nice for that and sometimes i feel like jax's conscious would step in at least once and he would try to be nicer to you, at least for a day

KINGER:

sometimes he likes snuggling into you within the pillow fort, your body is just so soft and warm and comforting, youre literally just a giant teddy bear- er... bunny! stuffed bunny! honestly he probably hangs around you more than he would hang around a normal reader simply because youre just so sweet and soft, as well as inviting. you both tend to space out together.. do you think he accidentally put you in the walls of his pillow fort, before he realized you were a whole person ? like do i think kinger is that dense? no, but i do think that the thought it really really funny and silly and i can definitely see it as a gag

ZOOBLE:

tries to pretend that theyre not into how soft and comfy you are.... but they find themselves subtly leaning into you when youre nearby. i would say that they would be blunt with wanting to be held or wanting a hug like they are with everything else.. but i think when it comes to affection, zooble can be a little... eh... like theyre bad at saying what they want when they want it, at least verbally.. your softness makes up for the fact that they feel like those hard plastic kids toys

sometimes get a little annoyed by your... empty eyed look... because sometimes its really hard to tell when youre paying attention or not

GANGLE:

love love loves snuggling into you after a rough day, bonus if youre fixing up her comedy mask while she presses her other masked-face into your fluff and venting about her day. oh that jax is so so mean! please rub her back... her.. ribbons, actually. honestly hugs from you are s tier and the very best because as said several times before, youre really soft and comfortable. you guys tend to lock yourselves up in gangles room and hang out when a IHA isnt going on; and thats just fine with the both of you because you have one anothers company

#tadc x reader #the amazing digital circus x reader #digital circus x reader #caine x reader #pomni x reader #ragatha x reader #jax x reader #kinger x reader #zooble x reader #gangle x reader

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nicholasmoorethetwittermigrant · 10 months

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Ok but I love Barbie’s opening scene because the 2001 homage could’ve so easily been a shallow gag where the whole joke is “get the reference?” but instead it’s priming you for how completely literal the Barbie-as-Monolith idea is to the movie’s themes and conflict.

Seeing the movie I was a little caught off guard by just how unreal the “real world” was both in and out of how people specifically reacted to Barbie’s presence, but in retrospect the opening counts on an understanding of 2001 to immediately say

“This isn’t just an alt universe where Barbieland exists adjacent to reality, but one where Barbie is without exaggeration a primordial cosmic force the discovery of which fundamentally altered how human beings think and evolve.”

The Monolith as a visual metaphor for Barbie’s impact on the world is already a clever little bit of observational comedy, but taking the scene beyond metaphor and into the literal text of the film, to where Barbie’s presence as this reality-shaping object of import is just taken as a given by everyone in the film, that’s freakin genius.

It’s rare to see such an overt reference to another piece of media end up being such a smart and pivotal bit of actual storytelling, and its fascinating to see the film explore “what if humanity’s relationship to the Monolith was reciprocal and the Monolith was actually a Person?”

#barbie movie #barbie 2023 #2001 a space odyssey #margot robbie #Greta Gerwig #ryan gosling #Ken #Allan #just Ken #Simu Liu #issa rae #america ferrera #meta

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alenseress · 7 months

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"You love me," he jokes.

"I do," Mihawk doesn't joke in general.

Shanks gags around the accidental mouthful of jerky, desperately trying to push it down. Or up. Mihawk doesn't look up, in fact, doesn't budge at all, eyes stuck to the same word in the line.

"The—" Shanks wheezes. Shanks chokes and coughs and wiggles like a dying roach before spitting the sorry chunk out and rasping "the fuck you do" with teary eyes.

It sounds offended. A little bit hurt, metaphorically and literally. Mihawk pulls his knees up to his chest, shuts the book closed between them and clutches freezing fingers into tight fists. Then, folds his arms too for a good measure, as Shanks slides across the crow's nest in one hurried effort. It's a mere few seconds of wailing, creaking and yelping in a small space between the railings before the book he was reading tumbles down, down, down, and Shanks pulls himself up, up, up, squeezing in between Mihawk's thighs. It looks fucking scary. It feels fucking scary, with everything swaying and moaning around them from the sudden commotion and Mihawk hears a splash as he desperately clings to Shanks' collar, body pushed into awkward angles beneath the weight of another.

"What is wrong with you?!"

Shanks has that face on, one of mad childlike stubbornness, with pouting frown and searching eyes, and the wind is oh so harsh against Mihawk's back. He doesn't know what to do, every muscle very much frozen in something akin to animalistic panic. Shanks pushes for both of them, forehead pressing into his with skull-cracking force.

"Say it again."

"No."

"Captain's order."

"Don't be ridiculous."

"You're on my ship."

"That's not—"

Hands let go of the railing and touch his chin. No, cup. Hold between two palms, fingers brushing loose hair away, shaking, begging. "Mihawk, please."

Mihawk pulls the collar and bites into the sodden mouth. Hard enough to make the dry lip pop with blood, not hard enough for the bastard to let go. He keens instead, scooting in closer, so much that his knees slide almost entirely under Mihawk's behind and tip him over. There's a moment of cold fear and hearts dropping as Mihawk's head and hat fall between the spindles and someone shrieks "what the hell is going on up there" from the deck.

"Got it! Nothing!" Shanks wheezes, yanking Mihawk on top of himself, slapping a cheek to the bare chest. A few heartbeats later, a sheepish confirmation comes. "Got it?"

Mihawk squeezes his thighs and nods with a gulp, fingers stupidly not letting go of the hat's brim.

God, help them all.

The wind blows and blows, the breaths get slower, the tense muscles grow tired, and Mihawk feels himself slouch. Shanks rubs his ear slowly, almost as surprised at the loss of contact, and blinks up — all blood and snot and dried tears Mihawk rolls his eyes at.

"You're a pig of a man," he sighs, not sounding half as annoyed as he intended, not half as disgusted as he should be, wiping the scrunched face with a sleeve.

"Let me try," the captain whispers, and Mihawk waits for him to push his arm away, confused, but lips meet lips in a gentle press again and, oh, oh Shanks definitely tries.

Mihawk laughs into his face, into his neck, elbows finding rest on his shoulders, legs wrapping around his waist in surrender. He cradles the heavy red head as the man, the boy, runs the last of his quiet tears into his shirt.

"I'm so fucking tired of you."

"You're too young to be tired of anything, Red."

Shanks pulls away and slumps back, running palms along Mihawk's lost in the air forearms, holding his wrists gently. Not slim enough for the ring of fingers to connect around them, not firm enough to be meant for holding.

"I can't promise you anything," he tries once more, staring empty at the thumbs caressing him.

Shanks looks up with the same pout. "You just did."

"That wasn't a promise."

"Then let me try again," the grip grows tighter. "Until I get it right."

He won't, Mihawk knows.

They try again.

#shanks spends first half of his twenties trying to get mihawk to become his first mate #mihawk spends the late half of his twenties running from his own happiness #they're both miserable #mishanks #opla #Spotify

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mydeadmanstale · 1 year

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Some fun facts from the Night at The Museum book

I assume this book is based on the original script of the movie so some of these may not be canon to the movies

• there are beetles on exhibit

• larry dropped out of college

• larry has a criminal record from a workplace mishap

• larry found rexy while he was headed to the bathroom

• the museum covers dental

•the western diorama is actually Utah

• it’s confirmed that Jedediah is indeed Jedediah Strong Smith

• the museum is dedicated to Teddy Roosevelt

• larry has never had a job for more than 4 months

• nicky is 10 in the first movie

• rebecca understands hieroglyphics and has tried to figure out the tablet before

• larry doesn’t understand metaphors

• larry hates the feeling of ties around his neck

• the key Reginald copied was larry’s house key

• larry uses the stockade as a threat against octavius

• Larry literally gives jedediah and octavius marriage counseling

• octavius and presumably the other dioramas have two conflicting thoughts, their own, and the ones of the people they are models of

• larry hates asking for help

• teddy interchanges pretty and handsome and does not care about the gender of who he’s complimenting

• larry can’t understand tone

• the tablet talks when it comes alive and says “Thor. Horus. Ra.”

• ahkmenesh was gagged inside his coffin

• the whale in the ocean exhibit is female

• the miniatures ended up flattening all 4 tires

• lewis and clark make it on the bus and do not come back, explaining their absence in the other films

•some of the exhibits feel both cold and pain but others do not

• ahkmenrah can’t read

• larry skipped class a lot

• the ending dance party scene takes place a year after the night they saved the tablet

#night at the museum #natm #larry natm #ahkmenrah natm #larry daley #jedediah #octavius

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onecupofspiders-please · 4 months

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How I would re write Hazbin’s pacing issues (while still staying in the 8 episode time frame)

Fair warning, I did not proof read this and I’m dyslexic. So there’s probably a lot of spelling mistakes.

Ep 1: “ commercial day”

A sort of soft start, but it’s about all the current residents trying to make the commercial but it keeps going wrong because everyone sucks (/affectionate). A good way to establish and introduced the characters and their gags. A getting to know them episode. Charlie desperately trying to hold everything together and freaks out. She goes and locks herself in their room trying to figure out how to fix the situation. Vaggie sees this and makes the same deal with Alastor still. They make the commercial while Charlie is driving herself mad, and Vaggie comes to get her. Explains what they did and leads her downstairs to show her. The end gag still happens, but instead of the news cutting off the TV maybe Al accidentally short circuited the hotel lmao.

[i feel like we didn’t get a lot of time to establish the character and their relationships, so that’s what this episode is for. Specifically establishing Charlie’s fixation to make things right and Vaggie’s willingness to make things good for Charlie.]

Ep 2: “Happy day in Hell.”

A/B plot. Charlie gets a call from her dad to go to the meeting for him. (I specifically want a scene where she’s panicking about him calling, and sounding way to excited to do anything he asks before he even asks. Like “I need you to-“ “YES!…what am I doing?”). The B plot if focused on Vaggie being in charge for the day, and how horribly things go because of it. None of her ideas work, and she’s stressing about it. She’s tired and hopes to talk about it with Charlie when she comes back, only for Charlie to be pretty much in tears. So she swallows it down and comforts Charlie instead. They’re laying in bed together, and you THINK that’s where the ep will end, but it cuts to Lute and Adam talking about why they moved the extermination up. There’s a transition of wings moving to Carmela pulling the covers over her girls, and looking out a large window looking very worried.

[ok so I felt like Vaggie’s thing about not knowing who she is without Charlie wasn’t really earned plot wise, so I started planting the seeds here. Same with Charlie’s daddy issues, since I didn’t really get that vibe at all until they said it. I wanted to make her seem very eager to please her dad. Hints her agreeing to the meeting before he can even finish asking.]

Ep 3: “the masquerade.”

A/B plot. Starts off the same, pretty much. Up until the part where angel comes back out and demands she leaves. What changes is Charlie being much more reluctant to leave, leading to more yelling from Angel before he just lets out a very broken “please, Chars.” That (mixed with the nickname) is what gets her to go, glaring at Val as she leaves and then a shot of her feeling awful once she gets out the door. When angel gets back home, she tries to apologize. Obviously he’s not really in the mood, but she KEEPS pushing. Eventually leading angel to blow up at her, telling her to but out of his life. She takes a step back (literally and metaphorically) and apologizes. When he turns back to the bar, husk points out she’s only trying to help. Angel puts on the act again, saying he doesn’t NEED help and that his life is great. Husk calls him fake, they argue, and the rest of the episode plays out like before.

[Once again setting up more proof Charlie is more invested in people’s own problems then her own. Her being more pushy until Angel lashes out (and not just because his boss is there) makes it seem more legit to me. Also Angel using a nickname for Charlie to hint at him starting to see her as a sort of friend.]

Ep 4: “Video killed the radio Star.”

Another A/B. Ok so this one is going to introduce the Vee’s all together. Largely the same about that part, and Vox and Al still get their little duet. The B plot revolves around angel and his relationship with Val. Not episode 4 heavy but definitely serious. It also still focuses on Sir Pentious moving in, and how well he seems to be adjusting. Charlie is also putting a LOT of effort into him specifically because she feels scared of overstepping with angel again. This, combined with this shit we see Angel go through, has him feeling shitty. There’s a moment where he’s going downstairs to get a drink, but looks at it for a second before sighing and slamming the bottle down and walking off, leaving it untouched. When he’s walking back, THATS when he sees Pentious setting up the cameras, and the end pretty much plays out the same

[ok so we find out in like ep 6 that angel’s actually been trying to recover? I didn’t think they rlly showed that so I tried to add a little scene to show it, like him actively turning down the alcohol even though he’s in a shitty mood]

Ep 5: “the meeting.”

A/B kind of like so 3, ngl. The overlord meeting is largely the same. But also more alastor and Charlie talking before he heads off. Maybe the ep starts with him protecting the hotel like it’s some off handed thing, and Vaggie watching this a feeling…not great. SHE’S supposed to be the hotel’s protector. So she tries to send him off with the eggs, only to find out he had shit to do that day anyways. The B plot instead is focused on Vaggie feeling like she has to earn her place next to Charlie. Trying to take charge without Charlie asking and failing again. Charlie, trying to be a supportive girlfriend, tries to…well, support her! Unfortunately she’s having some issues with that, since Charlie dosent really like not being the one trying to fix everyone’s problems. This leads to Vaggie feeling even more frustrated because Charlie keeps trying to step in, which leads to their fight. Vaggie admiring she doesn’t know who she is besides Charlie’s bodyguard. And THATS why she’s been having so much trouble. The song plays, and they end up talking it out. Charlie immediately goes to comfort Vaggie, brushing off her own feelings as she does. Vaggie dosent noticed due to being so emotionally distressed and needing comfort herself. The egg part still happen where he tells Alastor what he heard. The Ep ends with Vaggie asleep on Charlie’s chest while Charlie is looks to be thinking. She sighs, pulls out her phone, and we see her hovering over her dad’s number, but she ends up putting her phone away and not clicking it.

[once more setting up Charlie’s and Vaggie’s respective issues but with the actual fallout. Also setting up Charlie calling her dad in the next episode. AND subtlety trying to set up the idea the Alastor seems to kind of slowly be changing?? Maybe???? Hard to tell). Anyways my point is Charlie and Al bonding to set up what happens in the next so and Vaggie’s reaction to their bonding]

Ep 6: “Dad beat Dad.”

Literally the same ngl. I rlly like this episode and thought it did pretty well, but could have been better with better set up (aka what I’ve been trying to do with the other episodes). (Also there’s a a background scene of husk offering angel a drink, and Angel waved him off and gets like a juice or water instead. Just another lil background example of angel’s journey in trying to do those things less.)

[Not much to add here really.]

Ep 7: “Welcome to heaven.”

A/B plot. An actual episode of Vaggie and Charlie getting to explore heaven. And by that I mean Charlie goes to explore heaven with Em and us actually getting to know her as a character. Maybe seeing how well they mesh, and Em explaining life in heaven to Charlie. Maybe as we get to know her we find out she really admires Sarah, and sometimes feels like she can’t live up to her. Partly because she sort of feels like Sarah treats her like a kid, and partly because of heavens impossible standards. But then she brushes it off easily, because she’s on HEAVEN, she had “no reason to complain!” The B plot would be about Lute and Adam finding Vaggie, and doing the blackmail thing. They leave her on her own to spiral after that, and we get the flashback of what happened as she thinks things over. All of this to be interrupted by knocking, vagging pulling out her weapon and pointing it at…charlie. She drops it and apologies a lot, and makes some excuses about just being on edge from being in a new place. Charlie sympathizes and tries to support her, and once again the episode ends with them holding each other

[Because welcome to heaven felt SO rushed, and because we actually need to know Em to care about her.]

Episode 8: “the trial”

Basically the same whole trial. Only instead Adam waits a lot longer to ask Vaggie what she thinks (like after they watched angel do all the things on the list) and instead running off to use the bathroom, she stands up for Charlie. Adam reveals that “that’s so funny, considering you didn’t seem to think so when you were out slaughtering them.” Which leads to both the reveal of Vaggie being an angel, and about the extermination. Charlie is hurt as hell, but does her duet with Em because it’s important to call them out. Slipping her hand out of Vaggies and standing tall as she does. The trial gets closed, they get sent back.

[Because Vaggie deserves more than running away saying “I need to pee.” ALSO because it’s been established she would go to great lengths for Charlie and I don’t think she would have just left her like that. Also because I feel like this makes a much better season final.]

End of season one.

#hazbin hotel #lucifer hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel lilith #charlie hazbin hotel #vaggie hazbin hotel #angel dust hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel alastor #nifty hazbin hotel #husk hazbin hotel #huskerdust #chaggie #lots of chaggie #I love them

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allofthebeanz · 1 month

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I have succumbed to another Some Like it Red rewatch, so here are the things I liked!

Ray tells Fraser to ask anyone about the nickname and then Fraser takes it literally and asks some random guy just to disprove Ray

Sister Annie's fuck you're a cop face

Mmmm whatcha say~

The fact no woman wants to help Ray and fake injuries. Ray, what have you done?

Elaine compliments Fraser's dress <3

Never forget Welsh was attracted to Ms Fraser

on another note, go Fraser for being more confident to set boundaries, the way he dismissed Welsh when he was putting his arm around him :D

and on another another note, I was pleasantly surprised they didn't follow up with a 'lol look at this dude attracted to a dude in a dress' gag. Welsh doesn't even come back. Good shit

Fraser crosses his legs <3

Fraser wants to know if teal or mustard works better (you got the right dress colour Fraser, it matches the purple!)

the fact Ms Fraser has a little heart pin for her scarf

at first I cringe at the 'child bearing years' bit, and then I think of it as Fraser channelling his grandmother because he's nervous to be in a classroom again

Baby Lesbian Melissa!

SCARF FLIP

Fraser being absolutely appalled by Ray thinking he's responsible for his ex-girlfriend becoming a nun

boing boing boing

"Fungus" :/

The Car Changing Scene(TM)

the dialogue with the mixed metaphor is chef's kiss

*honk* "Would you put that down?!"

again, they don't do the stupid gag when the jewellery store owner asks if Ray and Fraser are the girl's parents. It's taken seriously like any question

OPEN THE DOOR FOR HER RAY

the girls are gonna run away together ;_;

Ray having a moment of questioning his sexuality for two seconds when he's dancing with Fraser

THE DANCE

how did they absolutely nail the awkwardness of the gym dance

*hair flip* "Grading papers indeed"

this is the second episode where Fraser uses men's sexism to kick ass

THE SCOTCH

That last bit... Ray. Ray, c'mere, I wanna talk to you. Ray let me talk to you RAY

As always, feel free to add to the list!

#due south #ds30below #ms fraser #beanz rambles

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crumblinggothicarchitecture · 16 hours

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Hello! I’m curious to know if you listen to Hozier? Since his music also gives literary and it’d be interesting to know what you think!

Hello! Thanks for the ask

Hozier is wonderful! I love him!

I think he's incredibly creative, and he clearly knows how to write! He also clearly knows so much about the history of music, art, international politics, and so much more. There's nothing I admire more in an artist than some real intelligence. It shows in his command of the language. I've been listening since "Take Me to Church" went viral. I was absolutely in tears listening to that for the first time.

One point I've been thinking about lately is the way he wrote "Nina Cried Power" and how it's different from the way someone like Taylor Swift name-drops in her music.

The point here is that Hozier has immense respect for the people he mentions in the song, his obvious knowledge and respect for these people is ever-present. He thematically connects them from the perspective of their own lives into the message of the song. Meaning that it is the type of song they would co-sign. It's so moving for this very reason, it's like the people in his song are singing with him. In "Nina Cried Power" he's clearly using southern-inspired gospel-esque blues to sings about the way in which civil rights activists, and those musicians who broke the chains away, sang their activism into life. It's so lovely for him to use musicality stemming from Afro-American culture to sing about the major civil rights activist and artists from the era. He's literally brilliant, and I love his perspective on how the US civil rights movement impacted Irelands own civil rights movement. He's fucking brilliant.

And this line brings me to tears, "And I could cry power/ power has been cried by those stronger than me/ straight into the face that tells you to rattle your chains." He's so compelling both in storytelling and in intercultural dialogue. Beautiful. And how beautiful it is to remind us that no matter the location, your words and actions matter- activism matters. Power is with the people.

What a writer- what a message to send. Especially these days, when so many major public figures are refusing to speak on current events. How important it is to remind the public that there is no real reason to not speak up in times of injustice.

As opposed to Swift who can only name-drop people like Dylan Thomas in relation to being able to self-deprecate. Her impulse towards self-obsession shows in how she even represents the lives of others as ultimately being about her. It shows an immense disrespect and obvious distain for the people she writes about. She clearly only thinks about others when considering some hierarchal form of self-adulation. People are either better or worse than her- however, it is always about her. Dylan Thomas was an incredibly vocal activist and revolutionary spirit in his day, and Swift puts him in a cheap shot about herself? Painful, stupid, gag. Thomas was an avowed anti-fascist during the rise of the most horrific fascist regimes we've ever seen; as such he would be horrified at being eulogized by someone like Swift who lives and breathes money and power. I wish I could back in time and unhear her besmirching his name.

Dylan Thomas would love Hozier though :) And so do I!

But anyway, I could totally write some literary criticism on Hozier, and you know what- it would be amazing because he is rich texture to dive into. His command of metaphor and mimetic technique is honestly so impressive! That actually sounds really fun and is totally on my to-do list now :)

#hozier #anti taylor swift #nina cried power #activism #dylan thomas #anti facism #ttpd #ex swiftie #toxic taylor swift #taylor swift critical #andrew hozier byrne #wasteland baby #hozier supremacy #fuck taylor swift

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gnomeniche · 1 year

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SO. OKAY. "SILLY SAD DUCK" TALK BECAUSE IT HAS ME IN THE BIRDMANGELION MINES. welcome back to the corner where i spin conspiracy theories about duck.

so, "silly sad duck" was a bonus track from a dhmis album that was sent out to backers of the kickstarter in 2017. so it's pre-pilot and pre-tv show, which is important because i'm interested in this song in the context of the creators' ideas for where they could take dhmis and duck in particular.

this motherfucker's gonna get real fuckin speculative. and rambly. i'm very sorry i need to get all my thoughts out and it's the middle of the night so the structure's loose.

let's start out with some analysis of the song itself and the rest of dhmis surrounding it. the thing that immediately stands out is that this song, which is placed after every other song on the album, is about duck being "sad because he can't find his friends".

first of all. this was the last mental state we saw him in, and his fear of losing his friends keeps coming up in later dhmis media.

second of all. this kind of highlights how different his end was from his friends'?

like red and yellow were alive but isolated in relatively coherent false worlds, but as far as we know, duck just fucking died. and if he didn't, we don't know where he could have been. even the world he woke up in when he was being eaten was ambiguous.

a lot about his final moments were ambiguous. the metaphor is clear but the literal meaning of it is hazy. and he only appeared in the finale due to the machine glitching and bringing him out of... whatever limbo he went to after his consumption. this song's context, too, is ambiguous, and it makes significant use of audio glitches and distortion.

and like. this isn't the only time in post-original-series-dhmis that they've highlighted duck's existence relating oddly to the world's resets and the enforced narrative.

in the pilot he keeps repeating "i've lived in this town my whole life!" for seemingly no reason. this running gag is one of many reminders in the pilot that the three of them were somewhere BEFORE clayhill and they just can't remember. him insistently, dreamily saying it at odd occasions gives off the feeling that something about him has been thrown off. pilot!red gets flashes of awareness, but pilot!duck is strangely and pointedly unaware, as if he had been overwritten a little too forcibly. maybe due to both the shock of his death and how he disrupted the show so badly?

besides that, there's the connection between how he's pulled along by the antagonist of the pilot and how in the tv series he seems the least comfortable with throwing off the narrative. something about resets and death and punishments and replacements (though he's still the same even though he was replaced).

and SPEAKING of the whole replacement-but-does-it-really-matter thing, that's one of the weird interactions between duck's existence and the narrative in the tv show! along with that bit in the "electricity" blackout where there's his headless corpse next to a tv with a clip of him waving out at the screen that we've never seen before. which is another instance of duck in an ambiguous space. hm.

speaking of narrative, what's with the singer? who are they?

the singer acts like a narrator for the audience's benefit and maintains a warm, teacherly tone toward the student. the way they reads their lines gives the impression that they are doing the voice for duck; they inhale before the duck voice speaks its first line of gibberish. the dynamic of being a puppet on a show is extremely visible in this song.

to me, this gives off shades of lesley, our amiable narrator/puppeteer. i feel like this singer might have been some kind of precursor to her character. it could have been an early draft of an in-universe "show host" or "writer" presence, or it could have been a device that they used for this one song that later sparked the idea for the lesley character. but either way i think there's some kind of inspirational connection.

and the phrase "silly sad duck" itself... "silly" and "sad" are both fundamental to duck's character the way i interpret him. silly to deflect fears that may make him sad. however: how does the singer mean it? given how every other teacher in dhmis acts, they could very well be chiding him for being sad. saying that he's silly for grieving his loss? his sadness is silly?

and the singer's way of treating his loss as a cute little children's show (bc there’s a lot of these sweet-style little kids shows where a narrator speaks to an animated character as they do stuff! examples escape me rn though) might also serve to minimize legitimate pain in the characters as insigificant. which is a recurring theme with the authority figures in dhmis but i just wanna note its appearance here.

and the most important question: who IS that over there?

option 1: it's the other two! bc they came back once red pulled the plug and reset the show. he found his friends! the sweetness of this option IS undermined by the ominous deepening distortion of the narrator's voice at the end, but is the ending of dhmis not ALSO ambiguously sweet vs ominous. this does beg the question: is this song an in-universe thing. in the time between between his death and the plug pulling, was duck in some kind of puppet limbo where the meta of the show (where he's a puppet guided by a narrator) was a little thinner? if that's true, it would make sense with the increased meta associations of duck in later dhmis media.

option 2: it's NOT the other two. "who is it then" i don't know. but whatever it is, it can't be good. here's some sub-options:

2a: the audience? duck alludes to an audience a couple of times in a new series, and the clip of him on the tv in the blackout is waving at the screen and thus the watchers.

2b: a replacement? the first time his consciousness got transferred to another one of himself?

2c: another meta "puppeteer" figure like roy or lesley? maybe the featureless figures who are behind the cameras in "computers" and moving the puppets in "electricity"?

2d: a metaphorical thing of him realizing that the singer of the song is a separate person whose existence is weirdly enmeshed with his own? this one's probably too abstract but

so now we get to what i think it might mean regarding how the creators developed their ideas for the dhmis series. obvious disclaimer that i am not the creators and i cannot read their minds. this is just speculation.

this and the pilot are both two of the first pieces of post-original-series dhmis content, and they both show a strong focus on duck. which is very interesting to me. it couldn't have escaped the creators' notice that duck had a strange ending in the original series; both the pilot and the tv show constantly reference it.

this song focuses on duck's fear of being left alone. which is obv drawn from "health" (i've given up on calling it “food” bc the tracklist for the album calls the webseries 5 song "the healthy song"). but this trait keeps coming up in media released after this song was made? in the pilot, it's not explicit, but the way he's so easily able to be lured with the idea of keeping everything in the town secure could relate to this fear. and in the tv series, many of his negative reactions are spurred by his fears for his friends). and though we saw these traits in "health," what's interesting is that this song indicates a decision to keep and commit to this as a part of his character.

given this song's... everything... and how threads of its ideas keep running through the rest of dhmis, i really do feel like the creators have had the vague idea of something they want to do with duck's character development and and the narrative for a long time. in general, i think they've had many fairly consistent ideas for the direction of dhmis that they've been trying to shape across different iterations. like the whole "narrative is manipulating the protagonists and they will have to shatter it" thing

so, it's very interesting to me that duck's consequences of his own death, ambiguous existence within the world, and certain core character traits have seemingly been around for so long that they all come up in this bonus song from 2017.

just to be clear: i am not saying that the creators have had everything about dhmis planned out since the beginning. i truly do not think so. i just think it’s interesting to track the development of their ideas as they figured it out over time n what they decided to keep vs throw out. and i think it’s cool that you can kind of see it in these different stages of the show

anyway (pins all this up on a conspiracy board labeled with the words "get hype for birdmangelion" in huge block letters)

#am.txt #dhmis #dhmis analysis #dhmis theory #dhmis duck #kind of. this is more of a ramble than anything #goodnight i spent too long on this and i think it’s half-incoherent

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sanccharine · 10 months

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15:34 | mm

pairing: assassin!momo x handler!reader

summary: good speakers are good liars, too bad momo is neither. co-written by @eternallyghosting chapter summary: momo finds a gun

word count: 1.2k

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Marriage was a huge step. Despite all you had been through in your life, it would not be an understatement to say this was the biggest decision you had made.

To upend everything and leave the tiny one-bedroom home you’d known all your adult life was a huge step.

Concluding this trifecta of huge steps, there was also the fact that you were now the permanent handler for Agent 64.

But that was great, wasn’t it? Having a permanent job meant a permanent salary, which was what had led you to make the decision to move houses.

Well… except, Agent 64 was none other than your wife.

You didn't know if you should be thanking the universe or questioning it. On one hand, you got to work with her every day, and no one knew her better than you did. On the other, would you have it in you to knowingly send her on missions? There was a lot to unpack, metaphorically and literally too, as you stared at your stacked cardboard boxes.

It was just so many phases of your life that seemed to change in an instant and all at the same time. At least, you weren’t alone.

Momo called your name from somewhere deep in the house. After what seemed like endless months of house hunting, the pair of you had finally settled on a villa in a small town. After all, your requirements for buying a house were different from most ordinary people; you needed a place secure enough to ensure utmost safety for you and Momo, but also somewhere unostentatious so as to not raise any suspicion. Hence, the modest villa in the middle of nowhere.

You still hadn’t figured out the layout of this villa. That will need to be amended.

Wearing a warm smile, you thanked the kind neighbour who had brought meatloaf. Hopefully, your smile was believable. You were tired and you were busy. You didn’t have the heart to ask—Mr Jones, he said his name was—what meatloaf even was and whether you could even eat it. No matter what, you knew for certain Momo would gag and refuse to.

You closed the front door and made your way to your kitchen to drop off the welcome gift. Your house was a mess of moving-in boxes and plastic-wrapped furniture, a layer of dust coating everything.

It was going to be a while before everything looked and felt like a proper home.

Momo called your name again.

Dusting your hands off on your pants, you made your way upstairs.

“Where are you?” you called out, hoping for a clue that would make it easier to navigate.

“I’m in the master bedroom.”

Well, that was easy enough. That was the door at the very end. Also, the only one that was completely ajar.

You entered the room to a funny sight.

Momo stood by the foot of your bed frame, the luggage she’d packed all by herself strewn open by her feet. Her hands were on her hips and her head tilted to the right. She wore a pensive look as she stared at the closet. Suppressing a giggle, you moved towards her while folding your arms.

“I feel like we should talk about this,” Momo said, unnecessarily serious.

“Talk about what? Who gets more closet space—?”

“No, the gun.”

“Wait, gun?” your smile dropped with your hands as you turned to look in the closet.

And there it was, a standard pistol. There was no real flare to it, yet it sat as if it were a stolen treasure at a museum. The gun was the only thing placed in the closet, enclosed in a stark white space, angled diagonally.

You frowned, this had not been mentioned in the inventory.

“We have a gun?”

“We have a gun,” Momo nodded, her eyes not leaving the gun for even a single second.

You turned to look at Momo and then back to the gun. There was no engraving on the side, no code, no sticker, and no marking at all to identify this gun. You itched to get your hands on it, to make sure you weren’t missing anything though you doubted that would be inconspicuous.

This was not from your organization.

“No, no,” you said slowly. “Momo, you have a gun.”

Momo finally turned to look at you.

She stared at you.

You stared back at her.

“Momo, why do you think we need a gun?” you asked with the same energy you’d use to coax a rabid coyote on the street.

“Uh… protection?”

“Do you have a license to own that gun?”

“I have a license.” You figured as much.

“Are you trained to use that gun?” That was a stupid question.

“Uh,” Momo dragged out the word. She either tried to pretend to be flustered or actually was with your line of questioning. “Yeah, I’m trained.”

“Do you think you could kill a person?”

Momo’s face paled.

Now, you were just fucking with her.

“Uh… Um, yeah, I think I could, sure,” Momo looked anywhere but at you. “Like, I mean, like, in self-defense? Protection, you know. Probably could.”

“Okay, cool,” you couldn’t help but smile at Momo’s fumbling. “You have a gun to protect us.”

“Yeah, no, hmm…” Momo hummed, scratching the back of her head. “We have a gun. It's for our protection. It’s our gun. You know, for both of us?”

The emphasis on sharing the gun didn’t fly over your head, but it was still confusing. You just waited for Momo to get to the point herself.

“Do you know—”

“How to kill a person?” you blurted.

Momo bristled. “No, what? No!” She visibly shuddered at how nonchalantly you asked that.

Was Momo a good actor? Or was she just terrified of you seeing the other side of her?

Well, you knew the answer to the former. The latter had to be true. Her sentiment was sweet.

“I was going to ask if you know how to shoot a gun?”

“I mean it can't be that difficult to figure out, right?” you smirked with a shrug. Momo was not comfortable at the sight. “Point and pull the trigger, right? I think I can do that.”

For good measure, you raised your hand to draw a finger gun and pointed at her.

“Pew, pew and,” you blew raspberries while gesturing an explosion by your head. “Headshot.”

Momo was absolutely horrified. Having joined your organization first as a freelance agent before being moved up to be permanent, she had no idea that you were one of the best marksmen your unit had seen.

“Okay, I’m signing us up for a gun training class.”

“Oh, come on, I was joking!” Momo had already pulled out her phone, looking for classes. “I doubt we'll even use it!”

“You don’t know that.”

Well, actually, you did know that. In fact, it was your job.

It was Momo’s as well, but she had a ruse to keep up.

“Gun shooting date, can’t wait!” Momo only sent you a look. “What? I’m serious!”

“Yeah, sure.”

“No, no, actually, I am very serious about this,” you sighed. “Thanks for bringing this up, Momo. It’s important.”

It really was.

With a nod, Momo pocketed her phone and returned to the pose you found her in. Hands at her hips, head tilted and eyes dead focused on the gun. “So we have a gun.”

“We have a gun,” you agreed.

Let’s hope we never have to use it.

any feedback is much appreciated.

taglist: @someone-who-likes-broccoli

#a game of hide and seek #mala's collection #sanccharine #indigo's archive #eternallyghosting :]#momo x reader #twice x reader #momo fluff #jype twice #twice imagines #momo imagines

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a-town-called-hometown · 2 months

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hi!! i loved your post about deltarune's metafiction and its (not) escapist themes, and it got my brain jogging, like... i guess ive just been thinking "why"? like ive heard that take before and i think its valid, but also like. why ? its obvious enough to me that deltarune uses the lightner/darkner relationship as a reflection of the player/game relationship and both of these things are addressed critically, but i can't help but wonder if there's a driving force for it all, outside of deltarune. like i can accept diegetically the darkners are not, or shouldn't be, subject only to the whims of lightners, but with any good story if you break it down to its core is ultimately saying something about humanity or the world and such. i mean i seriously doubt the people who seem to think that Toby Fox intends to induce *actual* guilt into the people who fund his life's work and career by purchasing his videogames, like, it's obvious that "you are a bad person because you play this videogame" isn't the intended message, nor was it in undertale. but then, what is? what is the purpose of a story that invites us to think of toys and game characters as "real"? not to trash my beloveds but i mean, literally speaking, their lives DONT matter, they r not real. it just feels like ive seen a lot of discussion about 'what' toby is doing with the narrative but i feel like that's only half the ordeal, the other half would be the reason why. my first thought was that the implicit 3rd thing being compared to the light-dark, player-game thing is actual social hierarchy IRL in which people are oppressed by another group that doesnt see them as human, bc iirc toby talked a bit about feeling powerless and wanting to do more to change the real world on real issues in an interview in 2020ish and of course there's the snarky gag about the fedora plugboy who doesn't like politics, so he doesn't care that an evil ruler is taking over the world. im not sure if that sits right with me as what the intention is (esp because the latter is a darkner talking about another darkner) but i couldnt think of much else although i do feel like a fallacy people get themselves into a lot in the fandom is the assumption that toby fox is this Impeccable Writing Machine and not just like A Guy. people make weird or flawed art sometimes, it doesn't *have* to adhere to standards. maybe deltarune is meaningless (or the meaning IS that it's meaningless, as though to complete the metaphor of it being a "real" fictional world, because if it is 'real' then like our world there is no "answer" or "purpose", it simply *is*.) dunno! im not expecting it to boil down to a simplistic fairytale moral like "dont bully people!!" or something, mr. fox tends to write more convoluted than that, but i feel like if there's something to be gained from this particular part of the game's story then i'm not sure i see the vision. what do u think? do u think this question is even answerable with only two chapters?

respectfully, I do heavily disagree with the notion that good stories necessarily have to say anything about the world or about humanity. one of the reasons I like metafiction is that it usually says something about how stories are constructed, and that's enough for me. there's plenty of stories that have bigger themes that aren't really all that much about human nature, at least, not directly. a story can comment on one specific thing without necessarily making a broader statement about people, you know? not every story has an easily explained moral lesson.

that being said, yes, this plot element is in service of deltarune's larger themes! which are about agency, control, fate, and identity.

deltarune's fate theming and its metafiction elements are a bit of a chicken-and-egg situation given how interlocked they are, but I've found it helpful to describe deltarune as a "person vs. fate narrative that uses a metafictional lens to characterize fate." rather than the three fates of greek mythology or whatever dictating its characters' lives, it is instead the structure of the rpg their world was made to be. they are player characters. they are npcs. they play specific roles in the narrative. no one can choose who they are in this world.

control is emphasized in this story. there's the control we have over kris, of course, and in a much subtler way the control we have over the world through them. there's the darkner-lightner hierarchy, which parallels our dynamic with kris. i would argue that there are even social forces in hometown which also serve to place the lightner characters into specific roles. under this level of control, it's hard for characters to push back and determine their own identities.

all these forces combine to mean that deltarune's characters are fighting back against the narrative itself! which says stuff about people's agency, and the way rpgs are written, and how we interact with all that...

ultimately, you can apply this to real life. even if there aren't things like "fictional people who are actually real," hierarchies of control do exist in real life. narratives that erase the agency and internality of certain types of people exist in real life. it's admittedly a rather general statement, but like with any narrative about fate, seeing characters resist rules that are seemingly written into the fabric of their existence can make you feel inspired to also define your own identity! and to be transgender. don't forget to be transgender

#deltarune #deltarune analysis #im not kidding deltarune really did make me transgender.

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impishjesters · 6 months

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Denture Daddy

CW// implied unspecific sexual relationships, dom/sub talk, use of the word "daddy" and "mommy" in a non-parental form, mentioned hate sex note(s): basically the reader and Jibba (my TADC oc) playing a dumb game of who seems like a dom or sub to pass the time. Jibba can be seen as a bit of a "whore" but he wears it proudly. Rhett (who's mentioned) is another of my TADC ocs. A/N: This whole thing happened all because I wanted to say "denture daddy". I don't expect anyone to give a shit about this. But at the end of the day as long as my friend and I enjoy it, that's all that matters.

Conversations with Jibba was like a game of Russian roulette. You never knew what direction or topic would come up.

Sometimes the conversations were casual, asking how you were doing or if anything fun had happened. But then you’d get conversations about a tiered ranking of who was considered good in bed, only to get whiplash by a simple conversation on whether you were a dog or cat person.

It was a wild ride, to say the least, which is how you got roped into a conversation about your fellow circus captives and whether they fell into dom or sub-category—for shits and giggles that is.

“‘m just sayin’, ya look at Jax ‘n think he’s got this whole sadistic face to ‘im and it turns out he’s just as touch starved as he looks,” Jibba stated.

Right, they were sleeping together—something about hate fucking because of their prank war or some shit. Neither of them was very subtle about their pranks or their “hate sex” because if that was hate sex you hated to see what tamed sex was like.

Bunch of emotionally constipated idiots.

Jibba jabbed you with his elbow playfully, getting your attention back on him. “Thoughts on Kinger?”

“Definitely not a dom, in fact, it feels wrong to think about him even having sex.” You shuddered. Kinger felt too much like your dad, and thinking of your parent’s boinking was enough to make you wanna bleach your eyes.

He shrugged and crossed his arms before leaning his chest against your back. “Yea’ it’s like watchin’ ya gramparents be romantic an mushy.”

“Ugh,” you gagged, “why’d you have to make it worse? I was thinking of my dad at least.”

“Oo, you thinkin’ bout ya dad playing twista? Naughty, naughty.” he teased, shooting you a playful smirk.

You elbowed him hard, basking in the pained noise that left him. “You know damn well what I meant.”

Jibba groaned and rubbed his side, you had a mean right elbow. “Yea’ yeah, alright so what ‘bout Rhett?”

“Eye Daddy? Oh, yeah. Total dom, but like not like in that rough way—”

“—but in like a total control way? Oh yeah, ya don’t know how hard I’ve been tryin’ to crack that nut—metaphorically and literally.” Jibba scoffed and used your head as an armrest, staring out at the others doing one of Caine’s dumb lil games.

“Are you just making rounds to everyone?” You didn’t shame Jibba for his sex escapades, if anything good on him for finding some way to tame Jax’s awful behaviour.

“Only the hot ones.” You looked up at him despite his arm on your head and he sent you a wink. “I’ll get to ya in no time, less ya wanna jump the list then we can go find somewhere right now.”

“Yeah, not right now.” As entertaining as the thought was, you were quite relaxed just hanging out with the ridiculous man. Though it would be a tempting endeavor at a later time. “So, Ragatha?”

“Mm,” Jibba leaned back, taking most of his weight off of you but kept his arm in place. “She gives like, soft mommy vibes.” he waved his hand in a so-so gesture. “Though I feel like she has a lot of parental experiences if she’s been havin’ ta live with Jax for god knows how long.” He paused, eyes squinting in Ragatha’s direction. “I’d let her give me a good stern talk’ ta.”

“I’ll give you a stern talkin’ ta, if you don’t calm yourself.”

“Babe, this whole conversation is about who’s a dom and who’s not, how do ya expect me to keep calm?” he joked. You raised your arm again with a silent threat to elbow him and he swallowed. “Yeah, okay, calming down.”

“Pomni?”

The two of you fell silent, staring over at the anxious woman who was struggling to get out of Jax’s reach.

“Anxious chihuahua.” Both of you stated at the same time.

Jibba laughed that awful eerie death rattle of his. Did a toy like him really exist? God that was horrifying, who buys that for children? You knew he could control it but why did he have to do it now of all times?

He caught you staring and grinned. “Somethin’ wrong?”

Right, this is Jibba we’re talking about, he knows it’s creepy and did it intentionally. Bastard.

“No,” you rolled your eyes and looked back to Pomni. “She’s too anxious, poor woman probably has a hard time holding someone’s hand let alone sex. Though I’d rather not think about her sex life… feels wrong.”

“Oh, and thinkin’ ‘bout mine ain’t?”

You gave him a deadpan stare as to say ‘Really, that’s what you wanna ask?’. He cleared his throat and mumbled a little ‘touche’ before looking back at the others.

“Oo, I know a good one,” he snickered. “Caine.”

“Caine?” Well, at least he wasn’t asking you about Bubble.

For whatever unknown reason, at the mention of his name Caine appeared a few feet from the two of you with a loud pop. “Diiiid somebody say Caine?”

Jibba shook his head, seemed even with a lack of ears the loud pop affected him. You shook your own head, rubbing an ear. “Uh, not directly.”

Caine cocked his head in confusion, clearly not understanding you were simply talking about him—not trying to summon him. “I see. Well, while I’m here. Why aren’t you two participating?” he asked, waggling his fingers in the direction of the others.

“We’re playin’ our own game,” Jibba answered, giving you a playful nudge.

“Oh?” Caine floated closer, eyeing the lanky doll.

“Yea’, the game of dom or sub.”

Caine cocked his head again. “I don’t understand.”

Jibba snickered and you couldn’t help but cover up your own laugh with a grunt. “What he mean’s is—”

“Oh no, he’s like one of those tops with golden retriever vibes that when ya call ‘em daddy like yer sayin’ ‘good boy’ they get excited.” He covers his face, a genuine laugh instead of that death rattle laugh.

The look of confusion never leaves Caine’s face but you can’t help but join Jibba in his laughter, because he’s not wrong. You could say a lot of insulting or weird things to Caine, but if you use that dog tone with him he’ll take just about anything as a compliment or praise.

“Oh no,” you mumbled, he’d be so fun to fuck with. “He’s not a dom…” you snicker, “but I’d still call him daddy.”

“Denture Daddy!” Jibba bursts out, nearly knocking himself and you off your perch.

The two of you laugh so loud it catches the attention of the others across the way. You wave your hand at Ragatha’s confused expression and further try to prevent the two of you from falling.

“I hate to intrude on this moment of merriment but,” Caine clears his throat, looking between the two of you with confused concern. “You two do know I’m not your father, yes?”

Jibba lets out a scream that turns everyone’s attention back onto you two, only to follow with nearly scream-level laughter from the man. You can’t really blame him though because you haven’t stopped laughing either, especially not long enough to try and explain to Caine that the two of you weren’t calling him father.

You give Caine what one could only describe as some form of yes as an answer before telling him he can go between cries and Caine leaves hesitantly. Your sides are starting to ache from so much laughing, meanwhile, Jibba has his face buried into his hands and is leaning into your shoulder like you’d be able to stop his laughter and tears.

He’s taking this a lot funnier than you but man, “denture daddy” is gonna always be in the back of your mind when you look at Caine from now on.

#tadc #the amazing digital circus #the amazing digital circus x reader #the amazing digital circus oc #tadc oc #tadc original character #original character x reader #tadc rhett (oc)#tadc jibba (oc)

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Hey op just curious what makes you hate the new Hellsing fanbase. As a fellow Hellsing fan I was wondering if I’ve completely missed something strange going on lately.

The new Hellsing fandom honestly irks me because of the surface level probing of the source material*. Yes, to most it's a hard core, dark, violent, mad and bad-ass anime but, like I've said so often, for so long on this dumb blog, it has the BEST female characters I've ever seen, recently rivaled by Arcane. Incredible depiction of platonic relationships and morally grey characters. To me, it's primarily a found family story, among other things.

The side characters are incredible, Yumi and Heinkel are the most underrated of the show. I mean come on priest and nun lesbians (lesbian used liberally). Heinkel is confirmed by the author to be an INTERSEX HUMAN. Alucard shapeshifts into a female (which, looking at the Devilman fandom, everyone took for an obvious trans metaphor, why not here?). The source material is as homoerotic as it can get between a lot of the characters (the tension between Sir Integra and Seras during the blood scene). Let's not forget Rip van Winkle, Pip, Walter, and Alexander. Alucard's teasing, Seras' naivety and subsequent maturity, Pip's endurance and playful wittiness. These characters and relationships are stuck in my head forever, they're all incredibly unique, fleshed out and worth remembering, no matter how short a time they spent on screen. And the character designs? As a long-time vampyr and catholic guilt fan, can I just say. Rawr. This show shaped how I dress like irl and my own shitty characters, as well.

Sir Integra is my favorite character of the show and one of all time. Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing. Like, an actually good depiction of a no-nonsense, androgynous as hell, unabashedly commanding (dare I say) woman? And it's played completely straight? No "Whaaa that's a woman?" every 2 seconds or "heh, you will listen to me despite my womanhood" from her. Powerful in her own right despite being the few "magic"-less humans of the series. 0 sexualized Ultimate scenes (sorry Seras and the "hot down there" comment doesn't count, that was banter). She was fucking knighted by the Queen of England before she was even 25, hence Sir Integra. Canonically bi-racial and South-Asian. I'm not even going to go into her character's willpower and values but. Hellloooo???

Not to mention, something noteworthy about the series, but Hellsing works because Hirano made time for silly moments. I mean, hell, one of the scenes I remember most vivdly was the gag of Heinkel lighting Sir Integra's cigar and being mega-pissed about it during the final battle, it's funny yet in character, despite many fans saying the humor throws you out of the "reality" of the show.

Oh no, but what do the new fandom gremlins talk about? "Alufart rails Y/A" "OMG VLADCARD'S BARA HAIRY TIDDIES I WANNA RUB MY FACE AGAINST THEM" (you know who you are) “I drew the most fucked up version of Alucard I could think of in my twisted mind”

and my personal "favorite":

"omg 🥺 what if intewa and alucard kisswdd", it's almost as bad as Seras x Alucard.

Unfortunately, I am a part of the ship police, so I'm gonna say right now that these two are my most hated ships:

1) Sir Integra and Alucard's relationship goes beyond romance to me. Since none of the new fans know the lore, Sir Integra is and will die a virgin (canon), it's literally plot relevant because by having sex, if she gets bit she will become a zombie slave (obvious but apparently needed to be said) and, taking a note from the 2001 anime, gone is any chance to continue the Hellsing mission. If she was bitten, plot armor aside, she'd have to off herself instead of becoming a vampire. (and for you freaks out there/pos, dare I say… ace representation? you can argue about desire and subtext later)

2) Seras and Alucard's relationship was specifically noted by the author to be a father/daughter dynamic, which is kind of obvious in the show. Like I said, fundamentally a found family series. Yeah, you don't need to treat found family like family family but I gen can't stand this ship.

I know that people will ship characters who've never been in a room together before. I can't stop people from shipping them and these two ships have ALWAYS been popular in the fandom. I typically ignore this and, yes, "don't like, don't interact" is my main rule. However, new fans ONLY talk about this stuff. None of the rest of the show seems to matter, just Alucard's hairy mustached tig bitties and him fucking one of the two women in the main cast. Or someone's self insert.

((tangent but personally my favorite ships are Alexander x Alucard (obviously in an enemies to enemies way), Heinkel x Yumi, and a romance only Seras x s.Integra. Like, you want old women yuri??? There ya go! They were in a mansion for like 30 years (I forgot) together, probably going missions alone and sharing their grief over Alucard and their unique experience/history. Like I said, I can't help who people ship, I'm not trying to say the source material is in favor of my ships or "how dare people interpret these obviously gay characters as straight". like no, that's not why I'm upset and ik alucard and alexander weren't yaoi-ing it up but like. alucard and s.integra shippers dni /j))

Not to mention, I couldn't help but notice, despite this information being readily available to my middle school self, no one knows the fckn lore or background of this show?? I honest to god saw someone comment that Hellsing Ultimate™ was a bad “remake” because it diverged from the original anime.

Here's SOME fun facts:

-the 2001 version of the show has a different ending than the manga because it wasn't finished yet (duh). Hellsing Ultimate is "soooo short" because production took almost a decade and it was trying to be a faithful, well-animated (that takes time bruv) adaptation. Oh, and a bunch of directional changes that I won't get into.

-there are multiple OVAs following Walter's youth in WW2 (Hellsing: The Dawn). Young Walter's design honestly was one of my favorites from the series so. Walter enjoyers. Check it out.

-there is a bonus book explaining a lot about the characters and process of creating Hellsing written by Hirano himself. whenever I got a hold of it, though (8+ years ago) there was no English translation.

-Alucard didn't just transform into a girl that one time, he was in his girl form the entire time during WW2 (hence why when people mention his possible affair with the Queen it might've been a sapphic thing but I think that mostly stems from the abridged series. the queen thing not the girl thing)

-Hirano used to be a Hentai mangaka and actually designed many of Hellsing's characters in said hentai or in short stories (such as Crossfire, it's basically extra, non-canonical Hellsing content) beforehand. Which, this used to be the most popular "fun fact" but has been lost to the sands of time now, so prepare for a lot of people rediscovering this.

-personal lore is I almost named myself Rip van Winkle bc of this show (quirked up Portal, Grell Sutcliff, queer-coded, rifle-wielding shawty)

Anyway, to sum it up, I hate when people don't interpret characters in the same way I do. Yes, I am a bad “fandom elder”, idgaf I am fundamentally a hater.

*I keep seeing this happen with old shows that resurface. Unlike newer or more popular shows where every scene gets scoured, characters who showed up for one scene get analyzed, and endless cafe AUs are made- older shows mostly get fan art of the main charas and the ships of the two hottest characters and that's it. Discussion of lore and themes are completely off the table. So I'm not surprised, just disappointed.

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So I know we're all recovering from Dwaekki Gym and I'm here to worsen your already horny and insatiable states.

Okay, so I KNOW I am a chan stan through and through and I want him so mf badly... but WHEN I SAW CHANGBIN DURING THE BENCH PRESS SESSIONS

Oh. my. god.

(smut below)

The way he was yelling the rep numbers while on top of Jeongin did something to me. He was so encouraging yet commanding. In the (literal and metaphorical) position of power he had, he was unrelenting and strict. God, he just wanted them to keep going and going and going.

Can you just imagine how he would be with you below him, hopelessly trying to please him but still being given that same look? That look of "please, just give me one more! I know you can do it!"

You would be on your knees, Changbin would be standing over you. The hard flooring would shoot pain up your joints and slobber would trickle from your swollen lips. His length was huge, unconsciously twitching and flexing in your mouth. Your jaw was aching from taming it, hands desperately holding it still as they worked him. Each pump of his fat cock into your wet mouth made you gag a bit, but you suppressed each gag with moans. The vibrations, in turn, would make Changbin shiver. Still, he stood steadfast, the only indication of his weakness being the staggering breaths he was taking.

You would swirl his red-hot, cum-leaking tip with your tongue as both hands rubbed his cock eagerly, hoping to taste his sweet juices down your throat. You would even be such a good girl and tongue his balls just a bit while one of your hands would play with his cock head. There was no lube needed: your slobber and his precum made him slick, but his girth still made it hard to fit all of him in your mouth. Yet, the spit and the cum combined with your eagerness to satisfy Changbin created filthy sounds that filled the room. The whole scene was obscene.

It would be messy. Cum and spit and tears would leak onto the floor, joining the wetness that pooled from your sopping cunt. And Changbin wouldn't care.

He would just be standing proudly the whole time. Just as he did in the video, with his hands either guiding you or planted on his hips. His flushed ears almost matched the blushing tip of his heavy erection. Deep breaths would flow air into his lungs and moans would escape him. Though he would encourage you, tell you how good your form was, how you were doing everything just right, there was still that domineering air to him. After all, he is a trainer. He would offer you no mercy. Changbin would keep pushing you, telling you how good you were doing, but never letting you catch your breath.

He would just want you to finish the job. Finish letting him fuck your mouth, play with him a bit longer, and swallow him whole.

Who knows? Maybe if you are good and finish him well, he might give you more instructions on how to take his cock in other ways. He would stand over your limp body and guide your form to take him well. He wouldn't want you getting hurt, after all. I mean, he is such a good trainer, and he never goes easy when training you.

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