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2 months ago

Today I was working on my concept drawings in class and mg friend asked me why was i drawing it for, I told her about the upcoming fan fic and showed her some of the illustrations of Chap one, she liked the main and told me she should have a cute little sidekick like disney princesses do, I told her omega was the β€œsidekick” but she gave me a whole new idea. Sorry omega! πŸ˜…

So on St. Patrick’s day, (my birthday!) I’ll reveal the little sidekick Robin will have with her wherever she goes! πŸ©΅πŸ’š


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1 year ago

Eh all programming languages are good for certain use cases (aside from Java - Kotlin is better for android and Go is better for anything else).

Python is good at quick and dirty automation that just needs to get done. It’s very friendly to use and won’t pout at you when you ask it do something. Also once you learn to navigate pandas+numpy combined with Jupyter Notebooks it gets wayyyy faster and easier to use for data wrangling.

For example, I recently used Python to scrape hundreds of thousands of tweets via snscrape without having to use twitter’s API. Once I downloaded all the tweets it took me about 30 minutes to then do some basic analysis/labeling/sorting on said tweets.

Yes pip is terrible. Yes Python has only a hint of types (typescript style type hinting arrived in 3.something). Yes pickle creates so many vulnerabilities. Yes performant Python is basically C in a trench coat.

All that said, there’s a reason Python is many people’s first typed programming language and why I continue to use it whenever I have some data I have to fetch, transform, and analyze or whenever I’m just starting to explore a new field of computer science.

Writing Python is basically like writing pseudo code so I love it for anything that I just need to code up and run once or twice for either a proof of concept before moving to a more β€œserious” language or just discard the program is for my one-time personal use only.

No one should ever have to maintain more than 1k lines of Python but I will still occasionally write that much Python simply because it lets me explore high level techniques without worrying about being perfectly precise.

Python is not for production but instead for messing around. Python is that goofy ahh language that everyone likes because it doesn’t mind when you affectionately mess with it. Python is the adorable sidekick that makes programming fun again and for that I adore it

Java is a trash language that should burn in the parts of hell where hitler is

Rust on the other hand is a bratty lil language that should burn in the parts of hell where queers party


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2 years ago

Nephew walks into villain's lair with his sidekick Pikachu.

Villain (sis): "We'll ,well, well, I've been expecting you, nephew and your side chick, Pikachu."

Villain (sis): " . . . "

Villain (sis): "wait"

My older sis is struggling to hold in their tea

I'm falling on the ground laughing

Villain (sis): "I MENT SIDEKICK!"


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3 years ago

Sidekick

Stun Gun Hero: Chargebolt

A MHA Head Cannon

𝕏: Mentions criminal activity and violent behavior. 𝖲𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 π–Ίπ—‡π—€π—Œπ—.

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βš‘οΈπ–’π—π–Ίπ—‹π—€π–Ύπ–»π—ˆπ—…π— π—‚π—Œ 𝖺 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗄𝗒 π—π–Ύπ—‹π—ˆ so it only makes sense for him to show off.

⚑️"𝖣𝗂𝖽 𝗒𝖺 π—Œπ–Ύπ–Ύ 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍?! 𝖨 π—π—ˆπ—π–Ίπ—…π—…π—’ π–½π–Ύπ—†π—ˆπ—…π—‚π—Œπ—π–Ύπ–½ 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗏𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗇! π–Έπ—ˆπ—Ž'𝗋𝖾 π—‰π—‹π—ˆπ—Žπ–½ π—ˆπ–Ώ 𝗆𝖾, 𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗇'𝗍 𝗒𝖺?"

βš‘οΈπ–‘π—Žπ— π—Œπ–Ίπ–Ώπ–Ύπ—π—’ π–Όπ—ˆπ—†π–Ύπ—Œ π–Ώπ—‚π—‹π—Œπ—, 𝖣𝖾𝗇𝗄𝗂 π–Όπ—ˆπ—Žπ—…π–½π—‡'𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 π—π—‚π—†π—Œπ–Ύπ—…π–Ώ 𝗂𝖿 𝗁𝖾 π—‰π—Žπ— π—’π—ˆπ—Ž 𝗂𝗇 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋.

βš‘οΈπ– π—‰π–Ίπ—‹π— π—ˆπ–Ώ 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 π–’π—π–Ίπ—‹π—€π–Ύπ–»π—ˆπ—…π—'π—Œ π—Œπ—‚π–½π–Ύπ—„π—‚π–Όπ—„ π—‚π—Œ 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 he fries his brain.

βš‘οΈπ–¬π—ˆπ—Œπ— π—ˆπ–Ώ π—π—‚π—Œ π—†π—‚π—Œπ—Œπ—‚π—ˆπ—‡π—Œ 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗆 π—π—ˆ π–½π—ˆ π—ƒπ—Žπ—Œπ— 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍.

βš‘οΈπ–²π—ˆ 𝗂𝗍 π—‚π—Œπ—‡'𝗍 π—Žπ—‡π–Όπ—ˆπ—†π—†π—ˆπ—‡ π–Ώπ—ˆπ—‹ π—’π—ˆπ—Žπ—‹ π—ˆπ—‡π—…π—’ π—ƒπ—ˆπ–» 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝖺𝗒 π—π—ˆ 𝖻𝖾 π–»π–Ίπ–»π—’π—Œπ—‚π—π—π—‚π—‡π—€ π–ͺ𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗋𝗂.

βš‘οΈπ–Άπ—‚π—π—π—ˆπ—Žπ— π—’π—ˆπ—Ž, 𝖣𝖾𝗇𝗄𝗂 π—π—ˆπ—Žπ—…π–½ 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 π—€π—ˆπ—π—π–Ύπ—‡ 𝗁𝗂𝗍 𝖻𝗒 𝖺 𝖼𝖺𝗋 𝖺 π—…π—ˆπ—‡π—€ 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 π–Ίπ—€π—ˆ.

βš‘οΈπ–¨π— π—‚π—Œπ—‡'𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖻𝗂𝗀 π—ˆπ–Ώ 𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗅 𝗂𝖿 π—π–Ύπ—‹π—ˆπ–Ύπ—Œ 𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝖾𝗂𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋. Since it happens all the time.

βš‘οΈπ–¨π–Ώ π—’π—ˆπ—Ž π–»π—ˆπ—π— 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 π—ˆπ—π—π–Ύπ—‹, π—€π—ˆ π–Ώπ—ˆπ—‹ 𝗂𝗍!

βš‘οΈβš‘οΈβš‘οΈβš‘οΈβš‘οΈπ™³πšŠπš—πšπšŽπš›βš‘οΈβš‘οΈβš‘οΈβš‘οΈβš‘οΈ

βš‘οΈπ–¨ 𝖼𝖺𝗇'𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗏𝖾 𝖨 𝖽𝗂𝖽 π—π—π—‚π—Œ!

βš‘οΈπ–¨ 𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝗒 π—Œπ—‚π–½π–Ύπ—„π—‚π–Όπ—„ 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 π—‚π—‡π—π—ˆ 𝖺 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗉.

βš‘οΈπ–¨π–Ώ 𝗂𝗍 π—π–Ίπ—Œπ—‡'𝗍 π–Ώπ—ˆπ—‹ 𝗆𝗒 π—Œπ—π—Žπ—‰π—‚π–½ π—Šπ—Žπ—‚π—‹π—„ 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒'𝖽 𝖻𝖾 π—Œπ–Ίπ–Ώπ–Ύ.

⚑️"𝖧𝖾𝗒- 𝖨 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 π—’π—ˆπ—Ž π—€π—Žπ—’π—Œ. 𝖨𝗍'π—Œ π—Žπ—‹π—€π–Ύπ—‡π—."

βš‘οΈβš‘οΈπšƒπš’πš–πšŽ πš‚πš”πš’πš™βš‘οΈβš‘οΈ

βš‘οΈπ–¬π–Ύ 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖣𝗒𝗇𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 π—π—‚π—…π—…π—‚π–Ίπ—‡π—Œ π–»π–Ίπ—Œπ–Ύ.

βš‘οΈπ–³π—π–Ίπ—'π—Œ 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖨 π—Œπ–Ύπ–Ύ 𝗂𝗍.

βš‘οΈπ–³π—π–Ίπ—'π—Œ 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖨 π—Œπ–Ύπ–Ύ π—’π—ˆπ—Ž; 𝗍𝗂𝖾𝖽 π—Žπ—‰.

βš‘οΈπ–³π—π–Ύ π—Œπ—‚π—‡π—€π—…π–Ύ π—Œπ–Όπ–Ίπ—‹π—‚π–Ύπ—Œπ— 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 π—π–Ίπ—Œ 𝗍𝗁𝖾 π—…π—ˆπ—ˆπ—„ π—ˆπ—‡ π—’π—ˆπ—Žπ—‹ 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾.

βš‘οΈπ–³π—π–Ύ 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 π—ˆπ–Ώ π—‰π—Žπ—‹π–Ύ π—π–Ύπ—…π—‰π—…π–Ύπ—Œπ—Œπ—‡π–Ύπ—Œπ—Œ 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖨 π—„π—‡π—ˆπ— π—’π—ˆπ—Ž π—†π—Žπ—Œπ— 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍.

βš‘οΈπ– π—‡π–½ 𝗂𝗍'π—Œ 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗆𝗒 π–Ώπ–Ίπ—Žπ—…π—.

βš‘οΈπ–‘π—ˆπ—‡π—Žπ—Œβš‘οΈ

𝖣𝖾𝗇𝗄𝗂 π—…π—ˆπ—π–Ύπ—Œ π—π—ˆ 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗀𝖾 π—’π—ˆπ—Žπ—‹ π—‰π—π—ˆπ—‡π–Ύ π–Ώπ—ˆπ—‹ π—’π—ˆπ—Ž. 𝖨𝗍 π–Ώπ–Ύπ–Ύπ—…π—Œ π—€π—ˆπ—ˆπ–½ π—π—ˆ 𝖻𝖾 πš‘πšŽπš•πš™πšπšžπš•.

Goodbye & Good Luck!


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1 year ago
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Here is a odd little guy! I figured I would try my hand at some companion/creature designs, This dear would make for a great sidekick, or a quirky Oc ^^

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5 months ago

CW: implied abuse, wrongful imprisonment

It had been five years.

Five years since Villain heard that laugh.

Their blood ran cold. Their heart pounded in their chest. Too afraid to turn their head. With shaking hands, they pulled out their phone and angled the camera to view behind them.

It was them. Oh God, it was them. Sitting with their friends at a table, like everything was normal. Like they were normal.

Every nerve was in high alert. Throat constricted. Villain left cash on the table and rushed to leave--

THUD.

Villain fell back. Phone slid across the floor.

"Oh my god, I am so so so sorry," the person who ran into them babbled. They held out a hand to help them up. "I didn't even see you-- Are you okay, are you hurt? Let me help you up."

Villain glanced up at the friendly voice. Hero's Sidekick.

Villain quickly ducked away and ignored the hand, instead opting to crawl towards their phone and grab it before--

"Oh, is this yours? Here."

Those boots. That voice.

Villain couldn't move. Couldn't breathe.

Hero crouched face-to-face with them. Holding their phone. Rooted on the spot.

"... Villain?!" A flurry of emotions crossed Hero's face. "You're-- you're alive?!"

Villain bolted. Hero screamed for them to come back. Past the parking lot, past the tree line, into the thick of the forest. Not the best place to cut through to get home, nor the fastest, but an easy way to shake someone off.

They didn't stop running until their legs gave out. Lungs stung with the exertion. They upchucked everything from the bar.

Villain had escaped them. They had faked their death so perfectly. Vanished without a trace, all away across the continent. Hero wasn't supposed to ever find them. Yet here they were.

Villain leaned against a tree to stand up shakily. They needed to get home, grab their cash and whatever they could carry, and leave.

They arrived at their door covered with leaves and dirt. No time to shower.

First thing to do was to grab the money. They crossed the room halfway before they stopped. Something was off. Something was wrong, but they couldn't place what.

Peppermint. They never had peppermint in their house. Hero ruined it for them. Yet they smelled it now.

They turned to leave too late.

Hero was there, blocking the front door.

"You left your phone," Hero said, holding it up.

Villain backed away. "Let me go," they pleaded. "Let me go, please."

The back of their legs hit a coffee table, and they fell backward. The table cracked and collapsed. Hero stood over them.

"Why would I do that?" Hero said. They pressed onto the villain's chest with their boot. "You had me fooled, I'll give you that. Look at the life you've made for yourself here. Nice little apartment. Friends."

They clicked cuffs over Villain's wrists.

"You and I both know your only home is behind bars," Hero whispered in their ear.

"Please..." Villain withered. "Please take me to the proper channels. Please take me to prison."

Hero patted their cheek. "You wouldn't last five minutes in prison, my pet. I built the basement solely to keep you safe and out of trouble."

Villain shook. They tried to keep down the building panic attack and couldn't. They were sobbing, gasping for breath.

"I missed you, " Hero said, caressing the side of their cheek. "You're as perfect as I remember."

They carried Villain into the back of the car.

"Wow. You caught a bad guy on vacation?" Sidekick said.

Villain hung their head.

Hero startled. "Sidekick? When did you get here?"

"I followed you in case you needed backup. You left in such a hurry."

"I don't need your help," Hero said hurriedly. "This is a... Special case."

"It's not trouble," Sidekick said with a smile. "What'd they do, anyway?"

Hero's eyes darkened. "I'm sorry, Sidekick, but that information's classified. Please forget you saw this."

Villain peeked at Sidekick from the corner of their eye.

Sidekick glanced back. If Villain didn't know any better, they would say they looked worried.

"Okay," Sidekick said. "We're still driving back together, though, aren't we?"

Hero groaned. "I thought you were driving back with the others."

"No, they're taking a detour and we need to get back."

Hero relented, and for a while they drove in silence. Sidekick kept checking the back seat.

They reached a rest stop. While Hero was in the restroom, Sidekick ran to the back door.

"Quick. Here's some cash," Sidekick said. "Get out of here before Hero comes back."

"Why--" Villain tried to say.

"I recognize you. You were Hero's first sidekick." Sidekick looked away, expression pained. "I... I know your story. And I believe you. I know why you did it."

"...Thank you," Villain whispered.

"Get out. Now. That truck's leaving."

Villain nodded, then ran for the truck that was pulling away.

Hero screamed. "No, no, they're GETTING AWAY! STOP!!!"

Sidekick smiled and waved sadly as Villain watched them fade into the distance.

You, the villain, faked your death and started over years ago. But you never expected the hero to stumble into your new favorite bar, laughing with their friends.


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