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jesncin · 2 months

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Saw the asks about folks asking about/or making suggestions on what your takes on the Bat-Rouges would be like, and looking at what you did with your Superman stuff, Martian Manhunter and Mal, and what you're doin' with Constantine, I can see why.

All I have to say to you and everyone else is "take your time" take aaalll the time you need because OH boy making SUPER original versions of the Superman mythos, and Martian Manhunter mythos is 10 times easier than reinventing anything from batman's side of things and having it be original. And if you intend to just not do it at all, its also fine.

Just follow your heart.

Thank you! That's very kind. And for the folks who asked for Batrogues, don't feel bad either! I totally understand the thinking behind seeing an artist make fun remixes of Martians/ Superman/ Constantine and wanting to see how they would handle your favorite characters. And chances are, the Batfam/Batrogues are your favorite characters, because they're popular! But the more popular a characters is, the more comics/adaptations they have, the more interpretations there are, and the more overwhelmed I am with how to remix them.

All of this started because I wanted to see more Martian Manhunter art, so I made my own! Since then I've had a soft spot for the niche less popular characters in general, and I love the challenge of modernizing and revitalizing characters with so little material. Or in the case of Superman, a take (being an immigrant) rarely committed to. That's where my excitement is currently!

#askjesncin #if J'onn was as popular as Batman- Saul Erdel would have his own tv show by now #plus J'onn's rogues and family would headline multiple spinoff tv shows. That's how massive Bats is.#Superman is iconic sure but when was the last time he headlined an animated tv show? nearly 3 decades ago! (don't correct me)#am I a Constantine artist now...have I been accepted into the Johnstantine fold

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haunted-phantom-student · 2 months

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Debbie Gallagher did an amazing job raising her daughter (and not even just considering her circumstances) that kid turned out great and Debbie's devotion to doing the right thing for her even when repeatedly given the option of the easy thing instead alone should make you love Debbie. She's not a flawless parent because literally nobody is but that girl's determination to break the cycle of trauma and never make her daughter feel the way her parents made her feel is more than you can say for a hell of a lot of mothers in more conventional circumstances. That's all.

#debbie gallagher love #debbie gallagher #I don't talk about her a lot but I do love her #no matter what she's dealing with she never takes it out on franny #never resents franny's existence or acts like it wasn't her choice to have her #we don't have to get into whether derek was justified in not staying witb her to acknowledge that single motherhood is really hard #with uncles mickey and ian around too that girl is going to turn into such a cool adult #that's the spinoff I want to see tbh #future franny with appearances by time-jumped gallagher relatives #kind of let this post wander off the rails so gonna post it now before I write a novel in the tags #shameless #shameless us #shameless tv #ian gallagher #mickey milkovich #franny gallagher

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cedarbranch · 5 months

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i think that part of abigail's Becoming would be shedding her instinct to obey and embracing some of her new dads' most annoying traits: Fuck Around And Find Out energy + Hostile Levels Of Honesty!

i'm rly interested in the apparent contradictions of her personality/the self she puts on to protect herself from men who want to harm her... like. after her dad is dead and she's freed of that need to present herself as harmless she's pretty abrasive sometimes!! she says it like it is! but at the same time, she's so quick to comply with hannibal, even when she knows he's abt to kill her, and she adopts a version of herself around him that isn't what she had with her father but isn't dissimilar in function... abigail hobbs the war that you are. the paradox of trust and love and hiding and pretending.

anyway, i think it'd take a long while for her to figure out a new sense of self around will and hannibal. will, because she knows what he wants in a father-daughter relationship and she'll try to be that even if it isn't real (and even while actively resenting him for it). hannibal, because she needs to protect herself from him. still, with enough coaxing from hannibal and weird family fights and probably tag-team murder, i think she'd come out of it with clarity and an Attitude.

in particular i think she'd be brutally, overly honest in a way that hannibal would find delightfully similar to will -- except will doesn't ever act that way toward abigail, while abigail often does toward will. i imagine him being pretty rattled by that on Several different levels lmao but that's another post. and alongside it, i think there's a feeling of morbid fascination about her character, something that hannibal could very easily tease out of her -- and with will and hannibal as her closest companions, that would probably manifest as her being really Curious What Would Happen if she took certain risks. specifically with hannibal. how much can she get away with around him? he doesn't react like a normal person -- what amuses him, what pisses him off? at what point do either of those emotions become dangerous for her? how skillfully can she dance on that line of danger? she'd be like this with will too but in a really different way i think (also another post).

tl;dr she ends up with a habit of poking the bear. she provokes hannibal a lot. sometimes he ignores it, sometimes he doesn't. will dislikes it, but hannibal understands that sometimes she needs to be reminded that she's scared of him in order to trust him. a father is a man who will kill you out of love, not one who pretends he won't. if she isn't feeling threatened in their current situation, she'll invent a threat for herself -- the teasing makes her feel normal, and the potential consequences of it feel like home.

#ough every time i write about abigail i end up needing to write like three spinoff posts #wanted to post this now bc im sitting on quite a few drafts that build on this idea #n.txt #hannibal #abigail #murder family #nbc hannibal #abigail hobbs

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ofoceansandtombsanew · 1 year

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A Sight Second to None

tags: god!reader au, pre!relationship, pre!canon, god!reader and rukkhadevata aren’t siblings, happy lantern rite simps

a/n: it’s lantern rite time, i have to write something for the geo daddy so i figured why not give him something set in the god!reader universe. light spoilers for 3.2′s last act of the sumeru archon quest if you haven’t played it yet, and i’d give the first few bullets of god!reader’s lore guide a read here as well. other than that, enjoy, tell me your thoughts and talk about the god!reader cinematic universe with me.

"Is the décor to your liking?”

“I’ve told you once before, Morax, and I’ll tell you again,” you answer with a tone too stern for the question you were asked. “The sights of any country will always be second to that of my own.”

Morax’s lips quirk into an amused smile. “I find second place to be better than last then if I have to ask Amur their opinion of my home.”

“This country’s geography has a lot of character.” Even if you’re the first to admit that Morax and yourself have never gotten along the best among the divine you knew, you wouldn’t be petulant enough to discredit his efforts.

You’ve seen many a fine sight in your centuries of living, Liyue is one of them. From the spears he cast to create the stone forest of Guyun to the lowest peaks of Liyue’s mountains; Morax worked hard to craft Liyue into its current image and he did a fine job.

“Just as long as you know Sumeru is the best. Our oases and forests are second to none.” Morax had seen them quite a few times due to your nations’ proximities to one another and the newfound allegiance of the Seven.

It was no longer an oddity to hear from your friend that she was being called to a small gathering Barbatos insisted she attend, nor was it odd when the other Archons found themselves visiting Rukkhadevata in Sumeru. What you presently find odd, however, is that this isn’t a gathering for the Seven.

It is simply you, merely one of the gods of Sumeru allied to the Dendro Archon, and Morax alone.

“Why not bring Rukkha here?” You finally bring yourself to ask. “She would love to see something like this, she’s interacted plenty with mortals.” You and the newly appointed Archon of Sumeru were similar that way, although your methodology differed. We’re old friends. Even more than that, perhaps both your similarities and differences were inevitable. We were born from the same tree, after all. Irminsul connects you both more deeply than could ever be expressed.

You are both one of many parts of it, a branch and a root respectively. Life and Death with the green of Dendro running through both your veins. She will always have your loyalty and you hers.

“Barbatos of Mondstadt has dragged you lot to plenty of parties.” you continue, pushing away your thoughts. If Morax picked up that your mind was bordering topics beyond his nation’s holiday, he doesn’t show it. If he has, you can appreciate him saying nothing. Perhaps Rukkhadevata wasn’t exaggerating when she said the Geo Archon had begun to mellow out since the last time you encountered him. “I’d expect an invitation like this from him. I thought you preferred the company of your adepti to anyone else.” Yet Morax requested your presence specifically. It was so abnormal you couldn’t help dragging yourself across the desert and forest of your homeland to your neighboring nation for answers.

The Lord of Geo’s face is unknowable. “I thought this sort of holiday would be to your liking.” At the curious raise of your eyebrow, Morax explains on smoothly. “Lantern Rite celebrates the lives of those who sacrificed their own for Liyue’s prosperity. Mortals, Gods and Adepti alike. Considering your philosophies, I thought you’d enjoy it.”

“Because we are alike,” you reply almost smugly. “Mortals and the divine. It doesn’t matter where we start, we all meet the same end. Every life on Teyvat is important.” It’s a point you and Morax could never agree on. Neither of you would yield even when Guizhong herself stepped in, finding the debate too heated even by her standards. Dendro and Geo are compatible elements by nature, that didn’t seem apply to you and Morax. You thought him close-minded and stuck in his ways, he thought you young and inexperienced despite you only be a few millennia younger than him.

Oddly enough, however, that same Morax is sitting beside you with a look you almost deem fond.

"Anyway, even you should know that all the fun is down there,” you gesture broadly to Liyue Harbor. The lights of the lanterns shone similarly to the stars twinkling above the vast desert and you could hear the distant sounds of music. You aren’t surprised, however. Morax never interacted with his followers unless he had to and even then there was always a distance he placed between them.

“We can attend the festivities whenever you’d like,” Morax replies kindly and much too quickly for you to believe it.

You poke his forehead the way you would Deshret in his deep sleep, wondering if he dozed himself into an eternal slumber. “Is everything alright in there?” You query in disbelief. “Who are you and what have you done with Morax? Is there an imposter among the Seven? Should I alert all the Archons that the Lord of Geo’s been possessed by a fake?”

Grabbing your wrist, Morax halts your poking. Strangely enough, he doesn’t let go though his hold is gentle. “I’m not going mad, I’m simply taking a page out of your book, God of Festivals.”

A wave of embarrassment sweeps over you at the mention of what is becoming your most popular epithet and you gently tug your wrist from his grip. “I only started calling myself that so the people of Sumeru would stop balking at my ideal at the mere mention of it.” You and your friends all had your ideals, your own basis for what you considered wisdomー it was just unfortunate yours was the only one mortals had a primordial fear of.

“Life should be thought of as a grand festival”, you told your tribes. “Treat it like a celebration! Mortal children come into this world needing to be cared for by their elders and yet mortal elders become more like children the older they become, the youth taking their roles as providers. Your dreams, decisions and ambitions. Make them the games a child would play at a festival so they can return home without regrets! Mortals and the divine, we all return to the earth. Make sure you can return with no regrets! This is my wisdom.”

Morax chuckles at your sheepish expression and it isn’t the first time you resent his baritone voice. It should be forbidden for someone teasing you to have a voice so pleasant. “I like it, it’s very fitting of you.” At your sour glare, he reassures you his opinion is not in jest. “The gods of Sumeru all sought and continue to seek Wisdom, it’s the lifeblood of the nation. Even if our opinions have differed in the past, I’ve never doubted the wisdom you hold. I admire your tenacity, I’m not sure I would be able to find ways to make a subject most humans find taboo more palatable. At least, not in such a creative way.”

A quiet passes over the two of as you take in what was said. He isn’t joking, you’ve joked yourself in the past that the blockhead is too serious to joke. You find it unbearable to stare into amber eyes any longer, finding comfort in the warm glow of the capital in the distance. “You said if I wanted, we could see the festivities in person,” you begin after a few moments. “I’m considering this a contract from the Lord of Geo himself so let’s go.”

Another chuckle escapes Morax’s lips and you can’t hold back a snicker of your own. “The last time I visited Sumeru I saw you dancing with the mortals,” it feels random when Morax tells you this but his eyes are distant, chasing a memory. This time his expression looks undoubtedly fond. “It looked fun. I want to experience things as you view them, if you’ll allow me.”

“You don’t seem like much of a dancer,” you murmur quietly but you don’t disparage him.

“This isn’t a holiday that calls for dancing, but this is only the fifth Lantern Rite to ever take place,” Morax stands, holding a hand out for you to grab. You find it too easy to accept his offer and feel too self-conscious of how closely you are standing beside one another. “Perhaps that can be a change made if the people are given a little guidance.”

“Oh stop, you old rock,” you say out of habit. You feel as if you’ve had one too many drinks, noting again how Morax makes no move to separate his hand from your own. It’s strange but you don’t find the urge to fight it. It’s only for one night, only to see the festivities of Liyue’s newest yet most important holiday. “I want to see how the people here celebrate things without biased divine intervention. Just lead the way to the Harbor before I start growing over with moss.”

His smile is light, familiar with your sense of humor by now. “I’ll be sure to lead at a moderate pace then.”

#look she's writing #or at least trying to get over my writer's block by forcing myself to write SOMETHING #zhongli x reader #morax x reader #god!reader au #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #basically things are starting to settle down after the archon war and zhongli wants to begin acting on his feelings #he's been smitten with the reader for a long time now #consider this the part of the main canon for zhongli's spinoff in the god!reader au

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fruitsyrups · 5 months

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short hair frieda !!! still figuring out like the style and stuff I think she should have... like maybe she could have it shorter on the sides? or longer in the back? or both, kind of mullety? lol. I like this well enough for now though

#i was just thinking about how obvs I want a susan&frieda spinoff but then what if they contradicted my totally real canon (not canon)#interpretation of her character. she has 7 minutes of screentime and im like yeah i know her. i know everything about her. i know her brain #frieda adventure time #adventure time #my art #goodnight. im going to bed now

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hecksupremechips · 2 months

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Can we talk about mitsuham I think we should talk about mitsuham yes I’d like that very much

Imagine Mitsuru her life has been planned out for her by a bunch of men her choices are not hers to make every move is political she is nothing but a tool forced to fight as a child never allowed to burden anyone with her feelings. Her life isn’t hers, it’s never been hers for a second, she exists to further the careers of the men around her. The first two friends she makes are both boys and she was in charge of leading them, using them just to further the Kirijo agenda. Genuine friendship did blossom between them, but things fell apart pretty quickly. Shinjiro can’t control Castor, something is seriously wrong with him, he kills someone, then he leaves and the Kirijos cover it up. Was it to protect him, or to protect themselves? Mitsuru certainly doesn’t know anymore but she’s lost a friend and can’t reach him again, he’s too traumatized by personas and Akihiko is still there but he’s always so stuck on Shinjiro and Mitsuru feels like she failed both of them. Just more men for her to let down by not being good enough

Then there’s Kotone. Sweet, strong, clumsy, talented Kotone. She’s so bubbly and friendly, but behind those warm smiles is horrible loneliness. Pain. But she’s never ever gonna let anyone see that. She busies herself by taking care of everyone else, listening to their problems and never burdening them with her own feelings. She can just fix everything and make everyone happy if she works herself hard enough. She just has this way about her, so reliable and so kind

And Mitsuru watches Kotone from above. Trusts her to be the leader, or maybe she just wanted to push a burden onto someone else for a change. Someone who’s able to take on burdens with a smile for fucks sake. And Kotone leads, seemingly effortlessly, and is able to recruit several members in a short time and achieve just so much more than Mitsuru could in her entire lifetime. Just, perfectly. Without even possessing any prior knowledge of the dark hour or personas. And she does this while being so emotional, so social, so weird, so fucking cute, it’s absolutely nauseating. This should be fine, right? It’s what Mitsuru’s always wanted, for someone else to ease her burden. And hell, it’s a woman too, a woman who’s perfectly capable of doing it all without a bunch of men helping her. It’s inspiring, isn’t it?

But there’s the pain. The envy. Kotone is perfect and she doesn’t even have to try. Mitsuru on the other hand has been shaving herself down to nothing just to be allowed a place. She makes the perfect grades and wears the beautiful clothes and applies the fucking makeup and is mature for her age and never speaks out or feels anything that could possibly make her be seen as a human, a filthy fucking human. So why does a woman as unashamed as Kotone get to have it all? And why is Mitsuru still here, still acting as the Kirijo tool, still doing whatever she possibly can to hurt herself to make a man feel better? Why isn’t she useful anywhere? It’s not fair

And then when she actually spends the time with Kotone she’s trying so hard to be that wise and mature figure she’s always been, trying so hard to force herself to smile through the pain, but she’s talking to someone who can see right through that shit cuz Kotone Shiomi invented lying through her teeth to make others feel better. It’s annoying really, how Kotone is supposed to be the childish one, yet it’s Mitsuru who can’t get it together and can’t seem to look into those bright eyes without breaking. And Kotone isn’t disgusted by what she sees, even though Mitsuru is being unreasonable and emotional and talking about wanting to run away and how much she hates her life and how she’s not only eating fast food but enjoying it, letting herself enjoy an indulgence that won’t make her pretty anymore. No, Kotone sees this and listens and encourages it and celebrates it, celebrates how utterly human Mitsuru is. She holds her hand and says "let me take on your burden". And it’s horrible, this kindness, Mitsuru hasn’t even broken all her bones to make Kotone happy, so why is she being so fucking nice? And then something breaks, and Kotone defends her. Stands up for her against a man. Lets herself once again take a hit to protect someone else. And it’s just too familiar, too much to fucking bear, and it pisses Mitsuru the fuck off. And she is able to tell a man to go fuck himself, because no one gets to fucking talk to this girl like she isn’t the most amazing person ever to exist. Not after everything she’s done, everything she still does, not after giving her all and never once asking for anything in return. And in standing up for Kotone, Mitsuru is able to stand up for herself for the first time in her life. And she looks at Kotone and says "let’s take on each other’s burdens"

Oh and also they watch a scary movie together and hold hands and ride a motorcycle and Mitsuru calls Kotone adorable I mean that’s pretty gay man

#persona #persona 3 #mitsuru kirijo #kotone shiomi #mitsuham #girl is that even the ship name thats how fucking obscure this shit feels lol #but noooo you people dont UNDERSTAND you dont GET ITTTTTT they are everything to me your honor #atlus gimme the rights i can do this shit so much better #basically what im getting at here is that mitsuru kirijo is a lesbian and whenever i see her with a man I actually throw up #dont piss me off like that oooh #ive already decided that if i ever post that shinji fic im doing a mitsuru spinoff #cuz like first off her relationship with shinji is really interesting to me and i wanna explore it further but theres not much time in the #shinji fic its more just setting a foundation and i realized i didnt wanna leave them hanging like that #but i also wanna give her a fic cuz ive uh become a bit feral over her and mitsuham in particular #and basically i want her to maybe just uh. leave the kirijo group 🙊 and live her own life make her own choices #and kiss girls kiss a lot of girls and also she gains weight and stops wearing makeup and cuts her hair #she gets to be loved and she loves in return and i spray atlus with a gun shes mine now 👺

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