See The Difference Between Twitter Sexyman And Tumblr Sexyman Is Reigan And Sans Fucked On A Grave After

i just KNOW reigen wasnt getting hated on on tmoblr. no. no way this man was being shat on by tumblrinas. they were calculating the circumfrence of his ass and writing RPF about him and the other psychic guy in the tv show. there was discourse over wether it was ethical to stan him and people has "reigen supporter" in their DNIs. i just know the discourse was crazy man

Sending you directly to jail for this 😭/j

Evil thought. AU of your AU. The alternate universe idea. LOL. Amazo never went missing. Steven never got the mouse brain because Amazo managed to get the mind reading device off of him just in time but not enough time to let go himself. Just how guilty would Steven feel?

OOOOOOHHH that's SO evil xD I love it!! I'm gonna write for the next chapter rn but I'm DEFINITELY gonna try to draw this somehow during a break hehehe that's so evil

Here's a written version of how I think it'd go in fanfic form hehe (tw of course, uh, science gone wrong?):

He gently knocked on the frosted glass of the door. "Stevie?" He reached into the pocket of his leather vest and pulled out a key. With a swift turn, he unlocked the heavy door and stepped inside.

The dark ceiling loomed over him, beeping lights trailed up the pipes on the brick walls, and tables were dumped with tools and spare parts.

He heard two heartbeats... Both pounding and... he smelled adrenaline? Who was the second person?

With a deep breath, he blasted into the testing chamber, nearly blowing the door off its hinges.

He looked to what looked like a massive control panel.

A mouse...?

"Steven?" He called out.

"Adam? What are you doing here?" He called out from the hall.

"What's going on? You're nervous about something." He called back.

Steven emerged from the dimly lit hallway with a sandwich. "It's not that I'm nervous... I just... I just hope this works."

Adam shot him a weird look. "You're not trying that brain experiment, right? You said you'd wait for your paper to finish being peer-reviewed." He frowned.

"I-I know. It's taking so much longer than I thought and I know this is going to work. Everything is set up and I'm sure I'm about to be the first person in all of history to have direct communication with a mouse." He grinned.

"You don't know that."

"Yes, I do. I've run every test I could think of and almost everything is set! Though, I really shouldn't leave him there on the control panel for too long. He might press the wrong button."

Adam looked over to the panel, watching as the little hand lowered onto a big red button.

Why does that button say-

Adam dashed and ripped off Steven's helmet. The machine overloaded and sparks flew into the air. What felt like a million jolts of power surged through him. He screamed and felt his hands tighten around the helmet.

"ADAM!"

The lights flickered. He felt his head spinning. One last firey jolt of power blasted them to the ground.

The room fell to complete darkness.

Steven fumbled with the flashlight in his pocket and tried to keep his hand steady. The light from his hand shook intensely as he tried to stand up again after who knew how long.

"Adam?!" He tore the fried helmet out of Adam's hands and threw it aside.

His best friend, the person he loved most in the world, lay sprawled on the tiled floor, nearly unmoving. His labored breaths and small groans filled the silence left from the machine hums and beeps ceasing. Steven set the flashlight on the ground.

"Please, please-"

He looked up at his hair.

What?- Why is this part white??

He reached up to the tuft of hair that was swooped back. He took a shaky breath and tried to focus.

Adam's eyes struggled to stay open.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry- I didn't mean to- I should've waited. I should've waited like you said." Steven pleaded, almost trying to convince himself that he wasn't the type of person to nearly kill his fiance in a very preventable untested experiment.

"Steven...?" His voice, raspy from his screams, barely carried to Steven's ears.

"I'm here, I'm here." He took another shaky deep breath. "I'm sorry, Adam." His breath hitched in his throat, turning into hiccups.

AND SCENE </3

Okay, bc I totally rushed this, lemme ramble coherently!

So in this au of my au (lol), Adam doesn't get the mouse brain bc he wasn't wearing the helmet but parts of Squeaky did merge with him, giving him a bit of white hair. I think Amazo is much stronger and able to resist a lot more of the transformation both bc he's a highly trained superhero and bc he wasn't actually wearing the helmet. Squeaky does die from this experiement and that's a death Steven takes very hard. He was electrocuted which is such a painful way to go.

Amazo doesn't get a new personality but he does blur the line between what's justice and what's going too far. His sense of justice is completely skewed after this and Steven tries to help but is met with incredibly hostile rejections every time. This splits them apart because there is no clear indication of who Amazo is and Squeaky's influence from the grave.

Steven looses himself anyway (just like in canon) and he dedicates his life to trying to stop Amazo and bring back the Adam he knew and loved. He does get hurt trying to stop him and this universe's WordGirl struggles to stop him as well. They try teaming up but Steven is too far gone with guilt and shame. He can't focus and becomes very unstable while Amazo ruins his own legacy within the city and among his loved ones.

This is the worst timeline because nothing is reversible :)

some things aren't even headcanons they're just divine visions and u have no choice but to accept them

It's so funny to me like imagine moving to a city like San Francisco or something and all of a sudden God starts talking and no one mentions it

I made a Detective WG OC and decided to post him, hopefully the wordgirl fandom is more active here pfft

Anyways a minor bit of info on him, I like to imagine he was moved from a gritty crime filled town (with more Gotham type villains and the like) to Fair City by his agency, it's just really funny imagining a more serious character being moved to a goofy environment. I also love the Idea of The Narrator being "local" and specific to the area (or the hero) Honestly can you imagine moving to a new city and the first person to greet you is a disembodied voice in the sky? Insane. I'll post more stuff about him later teehee

More Detective doodles this time featuring my Friend's oc (Doc belongs to @wormspoodle ) Also two doodles of Cedar when he was young pfft I like to imagine he was a young History Teacher before he became a detective, especially since both involve gathering detailed information on someone else's life by gathering first hand accounts and other sources hehe. I also think it would be funny if he got recruited via a podcast he had as a hobby, just imagine him going over cases both cold and ongoing carefully combing through clues and cross referencing every lead until he gets to the end stating who he thinks is guilty or what he thinks really happened just to close off with a bit about it just being speculation on his part haha (and "please don't sue me for defamation") that sort of thing pfft

Also random tidbit I decided to give him was entomophobia because of a past experience with a case teehee

I'll talk more about his relationship with other characters such as the Doctor in later posts if you want to draw your own wordgirl oc interacting with him feel free (I will lose my mind if you do pfft/pos)

I think alot about serizawa.

that he's so powerful and so sensitive, and how he's the very common Shonen anime trope of "villain with tragic backstory who just needed friends and is won over to the hero's side after the hero listens to them and shows them kindness" but like, his tragic backstory is so grounded in places others just aren't? like, he just didn't want to hurt anybody, so he hid himself away. that's so simple, yet so poignant and painful, so...normal. its such a common emotion, such a common solution. its not a healthy one or a "good" one, but its all he had...and then at some point, his self-imposed isolation became so hurtful to him that it caused him to become vulnerable to exploitation. to manipulation, and he became a weapon in a never ending cycle of violence, until someone was kind enough to listen to him, to want to help him.

and then i think about the fact that that person was just a child who had experienced the exact same struggle but was provided tools by people who loved him to help manage his problems....and it honestly makes me so emotional. because, like, it's a perfect allegory for how living with mental illness affects people.

serizawa is older than mob, so the society he grew up in didn't know how to handle his powers (mental illness/neurodivergency), but now, as times have changed and society has become increasingly more aware, it opens the pathway for people to find strength together, to have people in their lives that understand that they need kindess, they need love, that their mental illness isnt something bad or wrong.

but even more than that, they know that their differences do not make them bad people, they are not something to be shunned and hidden away, but just something to be worked through. just a unique aspect of how that person is, and it's neither good nor bad, just how they are.

and then i think about how serizawa didn't have anyone like that in his life until he was 30, and how those years of isolation and then manipulation (which caused him to do the very thing he was afraid of), how all of that could have broken him could have made him unloving, could have made him bitter. but instead, he overcame his fears, his guilt, his shame, and under all of that, he's just kind.

when i get really afraid, of myself, of the world, when i want to myself hide away and never leave my bed, my room, i think of him, and i feel so comforted, so much less alone.

what a wonderful man, written so gently, so lovingly. it's so rare to see a grown man with a stigmatized symptom of mental illness depicted in such a kind way, it makes me want to hug ONE through a phone screen.

anyway, uh. yeah katsuya. i think he's pretty neat.

Sometime post-series, Reigen takes Mob out for one of their semi-monthly ramen nights and the kid seems more distracted than usual. After he bends his spoon for the second time (and the ceramic ones are much more fiddly to fix), Reigen’s finally like “Okay, Mob. What’s bothering you?”

Mob: Oh. Well. I … realized that I have feelings for Hanazawa. Reigen, clapping him on the back: Hey, that’s great, Mob! Mob: But I don’t think I can tell him Reigen, immediately shifting into Business Mode: Why not? Mob: *stares wordlessly into his soup* Reigen: Now Mob, you shouldn’t be afraid of rejection! I know things got a little … hairy with Tsubomi, but in the end you handled it like a champ! Mob: No, it isn’t that. Reigen: Of course it isn’t! He’s not, uh, dating someone else, is he? Mob: No. A lot of girls have confessed to him, but he says he isn’t interested in any of them. Reigen: Well, that sounds like great news for you, right? Mob: *continues fixing his spoon* Reigen, internally: shit, is someone giving him trouble for liking boys? is he afraid of how people will react? are society’s judgements preventing him from following his dreams? Reigen: *deep breath* Reigen: *launches into a long and heartfelt speech about how it doesn’t matter what other people think of you and you should always be true to yourself and pursue what makes you happy, and being different isn’t bad, in fact it’s beautiful, and how no matter who he loves Mob will always, always have his support. By the end he’s crying a little and so are half the other people in the ramen bar* Mob: Oh. Mob: Thank you. Mob: But it’s not that either, Master. Reigen, giving up: What is it, then? Mob, wringing his hands: When you ask someone out, it’s polite to pay for their food. But Hanazawa’s appetite is so large and I don’t have a lot of money. There’s no way I can afford to date him! Reigen, suddenly haunted by the Ghost Of Restaurant Bills Past: … Ah.

(and that’s the story of how Reigen ended up sponsoring their first date)