Motorcity is becoming A PROBLEM geez
I am… obsessed
So obsessed that I’m seeing amazing fan art and thinking to myself that before I quit drawing officially, I woulda LOVED drawing Mike cuz he really fit my loose style
Ooufuigogifigigghhh am I… am I gonna go back to drawing after YEARS thanks to a cartoon that aired in 2012??
Hmnnmnn
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So Higuchi’s situation in the Mafia really reminds me of how Chuuya joined the Mafia in certain ways.
So Higuchi:
Apparently quickly rose up the ranks of the PM to become a superior to several subordinates
Is close to only a select few PM members
Is not considered well suited to the Mafia business for one reason or another
Wants to leave the Mafia (and knows it’s possible)
Chooses not to leave the Mafia because of the people she is close to and cares for
And when she needed help most, received the back-up she needed from PM members who like and support her because that’s what the Mafia does
This is pretty similar to what Chuuya went through in Stormbringer (except you know, no torture or absolutely heartbreaking events and decisions like he went through — only her enemies died in the chapter I’m thinking of that focused on her).
Sure, Chuuya had some deliberate goals when joining the Mafia, but he seems to have accomplished all those goals and stays anyway since he considers them family, cares for them, and doesn’t have any other place to go.
I just found it interesting and wonder what that says about both their characters and their potential arcs.
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*Destino noticed Felix rushing over to them.*
Destino: You see what I mean about all of these Pokémon being weird? What did I do wrong?
*Felix was angry. Angry with himself. Angry that he didn’t stop Destino when he could see that they were going to insult the large Pokémon. Angry that he tried to make excuses for them. Also angry at Destino for not taking this situation with the seriousness it deserved*
Felix: Destino. I ain’t laughin’ at this.
*Destino could see their friend was trying to be serious with them. Oh great. Destino hated when Felix tried this. Hopefully the ghost type didn’t go full therapy mode on them.*
Destino: Of course not. I wouldn’t laugh either if I were dead. Then again, I wouldn’t be able to make a sound at all. You know, with the whole being dead thing.
*Before Felix could speak, Destino put their claw over the ghost type’s mouth.*
Destino: Shhh, I’m not done yet. You know it’s rude to interrupt someone when they’re about to speak. I just don’t see why you’re so worried, buddy. I’m not dead. Everything is fine. I’m sure I would have been able to charm that large Pokémon some more to get her to release me. This isn’t the first time I’ve-
Destino: Of course it’s not my first time. The first time was with this other weird-looking Pokémon. Ky-something-or-other. I almost drowned but I survived. I’m fine. Came out of it wet but it dried fairly quickly. Though, I don’t know how I’m gonna get this gunk out of my fur. Nasty saliva stuff.
*Felix sighed. Why didn’t Destino tell him about the first time? He knew Destino didn’t tell him about every little detail in their life but they told him most things. Felix knew he needed to make things clear with Destino. Put it into words Destino would respond to.*
Felix: I guarantee they ain’t filthier than what’s currently on ya face. *Felix takes his hands away and Destino glances at their fur again, disgusted look on their face.*
Destino: Perhaps I’ll need to be excused for an hour or so to remove this slime. Could you go and check on the prisoner downstairs? Interrogate her or something. Find out more about her before I go up there with her.
Felix: Of course. Take ya time. Perhaps don’t sing too loudly this time. I doubt you’d want everyone else ta hear ya.
Destino: Felix, you know everyone would want to hear my gorgeous voice. It would fill their ears with delight. I’m gonna sing extra loud just for them.
Felix: Alright pal. Good luck with that.
*Destino leaves to give their fur a good wash. You can definitely hear a voice singing through the stony walls and it’s actually surprisingly good. Destino can definitely hit those notes. Looks like that’s the only thing Destino seems to be good at. Felix heads down towards the dungeons to see Hope.*
*Destino is currently unavailable for asks.*
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Need a brynjolf fic where the MC is the new head of honor hall orphanage after grelod is assassinated and brynjolf has the hots for them and donates (very stolen and illegally obtained) money, food, and goods to the orphanage. And its like this whole moral debacle because MC is a goodie goodie law abiding citizen who’s new to riften, and brynjolf is the cool mysterious hot bad boy who’s clearly into disobeying the law but has a good heart deep down. And eventually MC falls for him despite the differences snd helps him reform the thieves guild into what it used to be about — giving back to the poor 🫶🏻
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Writing canon divergence fics when you’re only slight diverging from canon is really tricky because on the one hand, you’re keeping the situation that inspired the fic and adding your own little spin to what’s happening to create the alternate narrative that you want, but on the other, the stuff you don’t change reeeeeeally blocks up what you can and can’t do because things still gotta be coherent and make sense, at least a little bit.
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quitting my last survival mode inducing + disrespect ridden job brought to me boundless fields fertile with growth <3 frolicking lately in such a deeper knowing of purpose and alignment. it’s like when everything is whipping and swirling and chaotic around me, i have this tether now, which feels like the deepest parts of me settling into a new body. this new body looks just like the old one, soft and lush, but it does not hold doubt or shame or insecurity. there is not room for it anymore. it cannot exist in the spaces i am walking into. cultivating a landscape of inner gentleness and selffulness has been soooo guided by something greater + deeper + unspoken within me and everything has just been clicking lately. the feeling of alignment is easier to recognize and inhabit for longer periods—i feel so tender and humble and affected by everything in the sweetest way. it feels so true to be brimming with feelings and life and sorrow and fear and to be on my own side through it !
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