Aight Imma start calling you (yes, YOU) chat. Saying hey guys at the start of each post does not hit as hard
Friendly reminder to check your child's Halloween candy this year, I just found an endless labyrinth of physically-impossible tunnels reflecting the descent into madness of multiple unreliable narrators, each with their own obsessive goal that they pursue to the point of harming themselves inside of a snickers bar
Saturday? No, you misheard me.
Satoadday.
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🧠FREE WRITING LESSON — THE MOST POWERFUL CHARACTER DEPTH TRICK YOU’LL EVER READ.
Let’s say your character sucks.
She’s flat. Predictable. “Strong” in all the wrong ways. Let’s call her Nicolle. Or Carol. Or whatever name Hollywood gave her.
She’s a superhero. She’s got powers. She’s got sarcasm. She takes no shit. She leads the squad. She’s admired by everyone — and loved by no one.
You’ve seen this character before. Now watch what happens when you give her one secret she doesn’t brag about.
Nicolle has two sons.
She’s raising them alone — to become men like her late father: A man who sacrificed everything to raise her after her mother disappeared, broke, or gave up.
The world sees Nicolle as the apex of visual empowerment. But the world doesn’t see:
The arguments with her boys’ father — about what being a real dad means.
The prayers whispered in the dark over a fevered forehead.
The way she ghosted the only man she maybe wanted, not because she’s flaky — but because she doesn’t know if wanting love makes her a bad mother.
The nights she tucks her boys in, then collapses into her bed, staring at the ceiling, heart full of ache, because she gave the world her strength but kept no one to hold hers.
They don’t see the days her sons cry after watching her get slammed through buildings on TV.
Held by the throat. Left for dead. Motionless for seconds too long. Until she rises — because she has to.
They don’t see the breakdowns. They don’t see her flinch.
They assume she doesn’t feel fear. But the truth?
She feels it every single time.
She’s not fearless. She’s never been. But fear is a luxury she doesn’t have.
That’s a luxury for men. She is a god. And she will make any threat scream that truth — as she crushes it beneath her bleeding hands.
Because when demons invade, tyrants rise, and monsters descend, She suits up.
Not for hashtags. Not for feminism. Not for attention.
She suits up because the idea of her sons growing up in a world she could’ve fought for and didn’t — is more terrifying than death itself.
And she will not let the universe teach her boys that their mother ever cowered.
🔺 THE TRIFECTA THAT MAKES ANY SUPERHERO NEXT-LEVEL:
Intimacy. Contradiction. Duty.
Intimacy gives them a soul — something they protect more than their own body.
Contradiction gives them depth — because perfection is forgettable, but conflict creates memory.
Duty gives them immortality — because we remember those who bled for more than applause.
Give a character that trifecta — and suddenly:
She’s not annoying. She’s haunting. She’s not fanfiction. She’s canon. She’s not shallow. She’s legend.
✍️ That’s how you fix a weak character. You don’t soften her. You give her something to fight that fists can’t touch.
And suddenly?
She’s not a girlboss. She’s the last myth your enemies ever tell themselves before they die.
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I finally started playing oneshot :)
Niko deserves a doodle
So Wario and Waluigi's past is kept really ambiguous, so here's my 𝑮𝑨𝑴𝑬 𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑶𝑹𝒀
These two dudes literally met in the Mario tennis 64 tournament. Like Waluigi was just some italian dude that absolutely LOATHED some goofy plumber, so much so that he got in the game out of spite and in the waiting room ran into the funniest yellow man.
Because it's tumblr I'll say they became lovers shortly after
How are you guys so wrong Dimentio is so HOT like this is a tough vote I know but the clussy fever must prevail guys come on guys
hanging with my boys in the senate on wednesday the 15th, cant wait to see what theyve got planned, i hope its a suprise party
Newgrounds: https://sullyguille.newgrounds.com/(that's where most of the good stuff is)He/him btw
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