Hey guys, I made an animation of a little soul having fun, and @deerheadrecording made the wonderful music.
Here you can also watch it on YouTube, but I must say the quality is baaad. If anyone knows how to fix that (if even), please tell.
The credits are there because it's meant for a school.
Anyway, for the lore.
This scene is a very simplified version of what a ueema (the religion) believer thinks happens to an animal soul once it leaves its host.
Unlike uniima souls, animals share their soul with others of their kind. One reason why the religion has spread a lot is because this idea, ironically, helped to create the basis for a primitive version of taxonomy that has been used in many cultures, even those who aren't of the faith.
In this animation, a soul fragment breaks out of a body to join its fellow souls and, in one mass, travels to the spirit world, where it joins the rest of the soul pool of the species.
Though the animal here isn't supposed to represent any specific animal, and the soul, too is made more generic than many would imagine it. Take it more as an abstract retelling by a human who has no idea what the place or animals there look like.
All Might wings All Might wings All Might wings!!!
I gave wings to the best boy in the world. I changed Nana's quirk "Float" into a physical mutation, and now both Toshi and Mirodilla inherit their wings when they obtain OFA.
I really want to continue this, but since I posted it almost three weeks ago on TikTok and haven't found the strength to continue it, I'm not sure I'll be able to do it anytime soon.
(I promised myself a long time ago not to relapse into the MHA fandom, but I'm reading the manga again after four long years and my love for this precious good boy has been rekindled).
After izuku was able to defeat the villain, all might tries to patch him up with what little first aid supplies they brought with them. Clearly it's not enough and izuku is still bleeding out. Its a long trek to the nearest town, but all might isn't about to let his son die on him. Eventually reaching a small clinic and receive medical attention. (Dad might not overreacting in the slightest)
I might make a comic of the first part as well, I kind of want to draw izuku fight with the blackwhip prosthetic
I don’t know if anyone cares or remembers but last year I made a kind of aggressive post regarding localtransvamp. People asked what happened but I didn’t wish to talk about it further unless I needed to, and we’ve reached that point.
Last year, localtransvamp and I got into a bit of a heated discussion in the comments of a post. I can’t show them because I didn’t take screenshots at the time, I didn’t feel I needed to, and their account being deactivated means the comments aren’t there anymore to begin with. Apologies for that. The discussion was about how they felt about Janus. I don’t have their direct words because again, I don’t have those comments, but I do have these screenshots of an ask they sent
I tried to explain that all of how they were perceiving Janus wasn’t intentional, and that I didn’t mean for it to come across that way. I’m not proud of it, but I will admit I was being a bit aggressive with them at this point. For a while before this point localtransvamp would send a lot of asks about how I was writing characters and certain actions they would take, to the point where, despite me trying to explain my reasoning, I decided it best to just block them since it didn’t seem like they had any intention of listening and it was genuinely upsetting. Later on someone came along and passed a message to me about how they wanted to apologize for how they acted.
I took this in good faith and unblocked them. I saw no reason to hold anything against them at that point. But that’s why, if anyone saw the discussion, I was coming off rather aggressively because despite the apology and me unblocking them, they had begun to do this again but with Janus. I can’t say 100% that these anons were them, but based on the wording and their interpretation of Janus’ character I believe so. I could be wrong, but this wasn’t the first time they had sent paragraphs about a character acting in an unfavorable way. Their comments went on to be rather aggressive and frantic, and admittedly I could have responded better. But I didn’t. My response was aggressive in return, and I’m not going to try and hide that.
Genuinely, all of the issues they were bringing up about Janus were incredibly unintentional. In no way did I intend to come off as ableist or supportive of any nazi-esque views. I didn’t think I needed to clarify that how my characters acted was not a reflection of me, but they felt differently. They felt I had wrong them in some way.
If I did I genuinely am sorry, that was not my intent. After this point they had blocked me, but this was brought to my attention
By this point I had said nothing more on the matter. I had said nothing publicly about them, or tried to lie about how I acted. Everything(at the time) was in the open. It wasn’t until they brought up Mini Q did I made this post. Again, it’s very aggressive. I’m not proud of it, but I never deleted it because I wasn’t going to hide how I felt. I believe even before the post was made their blog was gone, but all I have is word of mouth from other users so I’m not entirely sure about this.
All of this to leads us to now. I don’t remember how long ago it was now but @commewnity posted some anons bringing it up once again, claiming that I had chased localtransvamp off of tumblr and that I supported everything they claimed. I was frustrated, it ate at me, so I did ask them to remove the posts, even offering to clarify what happened, but received no response.
I did my best to move on from it, they didn’t talk too much about me and I had more important things to worry about.
That is until the other day. A new blog, @salty-commewnity, was brought to my attention and once again they were discussing the above events. I tried not to care, but the blog seem to instead shift focus to talking about how I treat my daughter. It’s pretty well know by this point that I’m very tired. I haven’t gotten much sleep, maybe at most 4-6 hours of very broken sleep, since thanksgiving. So seeing all of this honestly made me angry. I asked again if the posts could be removed, and I’ll admit I was very aggressive about it but please understand this is them speculating on how I treat my daughter, yet I was met with
and blocked.
I don’t know what they’re up to now, but I refuse to sit on this any longer. I know posting this is risky, that they’ll claim I’m sending people to hate on them or something, but I don’t care. I don’t think it’s fair that I have to sit by quietly while people imply that I would ever harm my daughter because I was angry with someone publicly once. View me negatively, unfollow me after reading all this, I don’t care. I don’t want to and I won’t be silent about this. I’m not trying to hide anything. All I want is for things to be clear.
An unfinished comic of my own take on the classic Danny-Vlad body swap scenario; envisioned as a true homage to Freaky Friday, this version is called Typical Tuesday.
A lengthy description of the ensuing silliness (that is entirely an excuse to peddle my theater-kid-Vlad agenda) is under the cut.
Danny and Vlad reluctantly agree to live each other's lives to the best of their abilities for a day, since they both have pressing engagements they can't miss, and then beat up the mind ghost who switched them around at the beginning (they were fighting in the Ghost Zone and disturbed Psyche, who promptly zapped both of them so they could "learn to see past their differences and get along").
During that day, Vlad goes to Casper High and is immediately found out by Sam and Tucker, who take it surprisingly well, besides Sam's totally unprovoked burst of violence. Before going to class, they try to bring a wildly out-of-touch Vlad up to speed on what kids are into these days.
Vlad directs a snide remark towards Dash, who barely understands what he said but stuffs him in a trash can anyway.
"Some things never change, huh?" Sam says.
They're doing a Shakespeare unit in Lancer's class, and it just so happens that it's presentation day. Danny insisted that he can't miss it because if he does it will tank his grade, and Sam in particular threatens that "he'd better not ruin this for Danny, or else." Vlad glances over Danny's note cards, rolls his eyes, and launches into an extremely dramatic recital of Hamlet's "To be or not to be" monologue. When he's done the entire class is staring in varying degrees of WTF at him, including Lancer, who wipes tears away and proclaims "Midsummer Night's Dream! If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were possessed by the spirit of a true thespian, Mr. Fenton!"
"Why, thank you, Mr. Prancer," Vlad replies modestly.
At lunch afterwards, Sam demands answers. "What, you're a Shakespeare buff in addition to being an evil billionaire supervillain? How many cliches do you need?"
"I am a man of many talents, Samantha, and I don't appreciate being labeled as a supervillain," Vlad replies without a hint of irony, sitting in between her and Tucker and displaying no interest in the tray of cafeteria slop in front of him.
"Oh, I'm sorry! How about 'creepy criminal dirt bag'? That any better?"
"So," Tucker interjects mildly. "How long were you in your high school's drama club?"
"All four years," Vlad says without thinking and then looks ruffled that Tucker clocked him so easily.
"Ohhh," Sam drawls. "Yeah. That makes almost too much sense."
Vlad goes on to recount the story of his high school's Hamlet production during his senior year, how he obviously had auditioned for the title role and poured his heart into it, only to lose the it to a freckly, snot-nosed freshman because the director was his mother.
"I have never forgiven them," Vlad says, brimming with decades of unresolved theater kid angst.
"Uh huh," Sam rolls her eyes, completely unimpressed. "So who did you end up being? Tree no. 2?"
"Nah," says Tucker knowingly. "Not Tree no. 2. You got cast as Hamlet's creepy, murderous uncle, didn't you?"
Vlad twists Danny's face into something absolutely medusan and looks like he wants to say something, but doesn't.
"I'm not hearing a no, dude."
Meanwhile, Danny stumbles his way through corporate meetings, gets tired of spending Vlad's money on dumb stuff, realizes just how empty, lonely, and boring his mansion is, and finds himself on FentonWorks's doorstep. He spends a great deal of this adventure hanging out with his own parents as Vlad, which barely ranks in the top 5 weirdest things that he's ever done.
Back at Casper High, Sam and Tucker have to practically throw Vlad at the attacking ghost of the day, which he complains about the entire time.
I haven't fleshed out the climax of this story as much, but Danny and Vlad manage to trip their way through fighting Psyche and all is made right in the end. The two of them elect to learn absolutely nothing from this incident specifically to spite the mind ghost and continue with business as usual.
EPILOGUE:
"It's good to have you back, man," Tucker says to Danny the following day, somewhere in one of Casper High's hallways.
"It's good to be back," Danny agrees. "Thanks for keeping Vlad in check while I was gone, guys. That must have been an ordeal."
"Uh," Sam says, but is interrupted by a few other students walking by.
"Hey, Danny!" one of them says. "Wow, dude, we're still reeling from from the other day. We had no idea you could sing that well."
"Yeah, congrats on landing the title role!" the other exclaims.
A sinking feeling begins to form. "Um, guys? What are they talking about?" Danny asks, but then Mr Lancer appears and begins shaking his hand enthusiastically.
"Mr. Fenton, we on the faculty had no idea you had such talent, but after yesterday we expect great things from you, young man!"
"Guys, what did Vlad do?!" Danny hisses, and Sam sheepishly rubs her arm while Tucker looks at the ceiling awkwardly. "We tried to stop him, Danny. Honestly, we did."
YESTERDAY. Vlad, in Danny's body, freezes midstep in the hallway, a bulletin catching his eye. He reaches up, intent, and pulls it from the wall. It's a colorful poster with bold lettering and a pixelated jpeg of a distinctive white theater mask. CASPER HIGH PRESENTS: THE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA. AUDITIONS TODAY ONLY!
A smile-- tight-lipped, wide, and unmistakably, gloriously evil--spreads slowly over his face.
Meanwhile, Vlad sits at his desk with his cat in his lap. The phone rings. He snatches it off the receiver furiously.
"Hi, this is Bob with the Loony-Bin Psychiatry Clinic. I'm calling to confirm your Thursday therapy appointment--"
"Cancel it," Vlad snarls and hangs up.
The phone rings again. For the thirtieth time.
"Oh, for the love of--!"
The idiot boy must have called every individual therapist listed in the entire phone book.
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