#And chocolate hearts are great!

[aelx-jstu-bgiinv]

tea rose and cotton candy :]

-justs

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[mouseplaid]

marina, teen idle / halsey, dog years

[hakunoknight]

two lesbians both alike in dignity, but one can't be trusted in the kitchen and the other is a professional sweets maker.

original

[pink-tk-a-latte]

I love the “cold guy is actually a huge softie on the inside" trope, not in the “omg he’s giving me his jacket while refusing to make eye contact with me aww he really does care” way but in the “holy crap he brainwashed the entire planet to get me out of trouble and none of us noticed wth” way

[dailyfranbow]

Daily Fran Bow Feb 14th 2024

Happy Valentine's Day!! Here's a Palontras with a letter for you 💌

[constantvariations]

So damn funny to me how the dc comics' Taurudonna is completely inversed to the show

Show!Adam: my darling, I only ever wanted you by my side as we watch the world burn together

Show!Blake: we live here, you idiot

Meanwhile...

Comic!Blake: I'm not afraid of you (romantic)

Comic!Adam: cool. Didn't ask

[squarebracketsmileyface]

I both love and hate the way Sorry it's locked has just completely taken over my brain. I think about it fucking constantly. On the plus side tho, I found another song that reminds me of it: dogbird by Madds Buckley.

Like, I heard it and went, oh this is Jay thinking about himself and Tim, but then like, I thought about it more and it's actually more like Alex's point of view on himself and his relationship with Jay. It's so evil. I love it.

Like, damnit I wanna do a whole thing on each lyric and how it relates to Jaylex hang on 💀 this is probably gonna end up too long.

It has, in fact, ended up pretty long. Also warning for mentions of sex and kink etc, nothing graphic, but just in case you don't know what Sorry It's Locked is

Alex being the dog and Jay being the bird just makes sense honestly. Like, especially from Alex's pov, Jay is fragile, but also free (from the self hatred that is eating Alex alive) like a bird and Alex is scared of breaking him, even though he also knows just how much Jay can actually take. He knows Jay's tough as nails, but he also sort of sees him as fragile, not because he is, but because Alex wants to be able to protect and care for him properly. But Alex is a dog, he has sharp teeth and claws and everything he tries to do just ends up with Jay getting hurt (usually emotionally, because both of them enjoy the physical stuff) so his self hatred gets worse and he hurts Jay more.

Then the events of Marble Hornets happen and Alex can turn it around because now hurting Jay is the right thing to do, because it'll drive Jay away and stop him from dragging himself into this mess, which means Alex won't have to kill him to save him.

Okay, anyway, lyrics:

Like, with this bit it's Alex talking about how scared he is, because in Sorry It's Locked he's fucking terrified of EVERYTHING. He's scared of the operator, he's scared of losing Jay, he's scared of keeping Jay, he's scared of everything, so he lashes out, digs his claws in to try and drive Jay away, because that'll keep Jay safe from the operator, if he stops investigating etc.

Also "I cry when something shakes the walls" to me is very much Alex being all alone dealing with all the shit from the operator, not knowing when it'll show up again etc. So any noise in his house that he's not expecting is terrifying to him.

[Chorus]

This can go for Alex precanon or during Sorry It's Locked, honestly.

He feels guilty for how he treats Jay, even though he knows they both enjoy the rougher, more kinky sex, but he also has always made sure that they never got too genuinely close and intimate (like kissing or cuddling properly, or Jay staying the night, or them fucking in a bed etc) because it scared Alex that he liked Jay like that, that he wanted to be gentle with him. (Internalised homophobia precanon, and then fear for Jay's safety from the Operator during)

He knew that if Jay stayed the night he'd be quiet and gentle and kind to Alex, and Alex didn't know how he'd ever cope with that. So he just made sure he'd never have to cope with that.

Now during Sorry It's Locked Alex wishes that Jay had never met him because he knows how much he's hurt Jay emotionally. He wants Jay to hurt him back but he knows Jay never will, either because Jay's too much of a nice person (eh) or because he's too scared of Alex, especially given everything he kind of now knows Alex has done.

Alex wishes Jay would leave of his own accord, but he knows Jay never will. He has to drive him away, and the only way he can think to do that is to hurt him so bad that Jay will hate him. Hence the kisses and then Alex lashing out in the kitchen and saying he was pretending it was Amy. (I hate him. I want to give him therapy.)

More stuff about precanon Sorry It's Locked Jaylex in this one, specifically Alex and his internalised homophobia and fear of coming out to anyone or letting anyone know he and Jay were anything to each other. He'd want to say he wasn't ashamed, but nah he definitely was, not ashamed of liking Jay, or not only that. He was also ashamed of the fact that he didn't stand up to anyone when they made jabs or digs towards him or Jay. Also, homophobic family, because he just seems like the type, and it's my fic so I can say that he had a homophobic family.

BUT, because of said family, Alex knows that his own self hatred will hurt Jay too, so he's apologising to Jay for the fact that he's still unable to sort his shit out, so he's still on the leash and choking on his own homophobia and self hatred and he's trying not to let it get onto Jay, but he can't really. He feels like there's nothing he can do except hurt jay. It's just his nature. His breed. And Alex is scared to try and step outside that. Hence him leaping at the chance to be with Amy.

(Tho he DID love her, a lot, a lot a lot and at the time he didn't even realise he was at least partly so eager to date her as an excuse to get away from his feelings for Jay, he figured that out later on and actually talked to Amy about it. Because I swear to god Alex got at least one healthy relationship in this damn fic. He deserves it, and Amy's perfect for it)

Anyway, Alex was scared to try and push past his own self hatred, even though he kind of knew (and definitely knows now) that not doing so will just leave Jay even more hurt and "crushed at his side"

Then it's the chorus again, with the same meanings as before.

The whole thing with habits and instincts? The bell ringing and mouth watering? Alex feels like he's been trained to hurt Jay, like no matter what he does he can't help but hurt Jay even though that's the last thing he wants to do. Then the Operator shows up and Alex has no choice, he HAS to hurt Jay to keep him safe, just like he had to hurt and kill so many other people to save them. He wants Jay to hate him. He wants Jay to be afraid of him, anything that'll stop Jay coming back and dragging himself into all the shit that's happening.

But then Jay isn't scared, or he IS, but he's not scared enough, and he's definitely not scared enough of Alex. And Alex can't decide whether he's glad about that or not. Because on the one hand he NEEDS jay to be scared of him, but emotionally he doesn't WANT jay to be scared of him because he likes him and he really wants them to work their shit out, but the time's wrong and it's not safe for Jay to stay.

He feels bad for how he has to treat Jay to try and scare him off, then feels hideously guilty for it afterwards because god what a monster he must be to treat someone he loves like that. Then he feels all sorry for himself and then feels bad for feeling sorry for himself lmao.

Wishing that little songbird was still mine, basically what happens with Alex after chapter two is him losing his shit over the fact that Jay's gone again, and Alex feeling like absolute dogshit because they went full circle. They fell apart in uni, didn't see each other for ages, saw each other again, picked up where they left off, fucked everything up, and now Alex has lost Jay for good. Because this time he HAS to make sure Jay doesn't come back because it's genuinely soooooooooo unsafe because of the Operator and if Jay comes back Alex will have no choice but to kill him. (He blocks Jay's number etc so that Jay can't contact him and try to arrange a time they can meet up again etc)

ALSO "my love is sick"??? Also very Alex feeling like there's something wrong with how he loves, because in the end he's hurt and/or killed everyone he's loved. Like, damn this poor man would have SO many issues if he survived, maybe I'm gonna be doing him a favour by killing him in the fic I have planned for around entry 80-85 💀

This shit's so messy and it probably makes no sense but I don't care I needed to get it out of my head, and it was gone midnight when I wrote this lmao

[ofluminance-a]

i woke up to spam from cam and ponpon telling me to read the b.nha leaks, and i did. & i've already been fed and ruined for the entire day, oh my god. MY GIRL!!! BOTH OF MY GIRLS!!!! 😩😭

ochako has retaken the braincell, and I am hxhdhbdhehsjsjjsjxhdurjcj WHAT DID I JUST READ!??!?! HORI, THANK YOU, BUT--- after this do we FINALLY get an update on bakugou? PLEASE?

[aromantic-academic]

People who don’t enjoy Valentine’s Day because they don’t have a romantic partner are WEAK.

Heart shaped day is wonderful. It doesn’t have to be about romantic love.

Platonic Valentine’s girlies rise up 💪

[autistic-shaiapouf]

Like. Without stickers my laptop is sleek and silver and lowkey looks a little futuristic but where's the charm other than that

[iliveinprocrasti-nationn]

realised the reason my heart issues freak me out is partly because unlike any of my pain it’s harder to just deal with it or find ways around it and also it could be a lot more dangerous than most of my other day to day medical stuff and also it was one of my cancer symptoms

[crescentmp3]

hiii! 'tis me.

[penelopegarciasapprentice]

19 total

How many have you read?

The BBC estimates that most people will only read 6 books out of the 100 listed below. Reblog this and bold the titles you’ve read.

1 Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen 2 Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkein 3 Jane Eyre – Charlotte Bronte 4 Harry Potter series 5 To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee 6 The Bible 7 Wuthering Heights – Emily Bronte 8 Nineteen Eighty Four – George Orwell 9 His Dark Materials – Philip Pullman 10 Great Expectations – Charles Dickens 11 Little Women – Louisa M Alcott 12 Tess of the D’Urbervilles – Thomas Hardy 13 Catch 22 – Joseph Heller 14 Complete Works of Shakespeare 15 Rebecca – Daphne Du Maurier 16 The Hobbit – JRR Tolkien 17 Birdsong – Sebastian Faulks 18 Catcher in the Rye 19 The Time Traveller’s Wife - Audrey Niffeneger 20 Middlemarch – George Eliot 21 Gone With The Wind – Margaret Mitchell 22 The Great Gatsby – F Scott Fitzgerald 23 Bleak House – Charles Dickens 24 War and Peace – Leo Tolstoy 25 The Hitch Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy – Douglas Adams 26 Brideshead Revisited – Evelyn Waugh 27 Crime and Punishment – Fyodor Dostoyevsky 28 Grapes of Wrath – John Steinbeck 29 Alice in Wonderland – Lewis Carroll 30 The Wind in the Willows – Kenneth Grahame 31 Anna Karenina – Leo Tolstoy 32 David Copperfield – Charles Dickens 33 Chronicles of Narnia – CS Lewis 34 Emma – Jane Austen 35 Persuasion – Jane Austen 36 The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe – CS Lewis 37 The Kite Runner - Khaled Hosseini 38 Captain Corelli’s Mandolin - Louis De Bernieres 39 Memoirs of a Geisha – Arthur Golden 40 Winnie the Pooh – AA Milne 41 Animal Farm – George Orwell 42 The Da Vinci Code – Dan Brown 43 One Hundred Years of Solitude – Gabriel Garcia Marquez 44 A Prayer for Owen Meaney – John Irving 45 The Woman in White – Wilkie Collins 46 Anne of Green Gables – LM Montgomery 47 Far From The Madding Crowd – Thomas Hardy 48 The Handmaid’s Tale – Margaret Atwood 49 Lord of the Flies – William Golding 50 Atonement – Ian McEwan

51 Life of Pi – Yann Martel 52 Dune – Frank Herbert 53 Cold Comfort Farm – Stella Gibbons 54 Sense and Sensibility – Jane Austen 55 A Suitable Boy – Vikram Seth 56 The Shadow of the Wind – Carlos Ruiz Zafon 57 A Tale Of Two Cities – Charles Dickens 58 Brave New World – Aldous Huxley 59 The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time – Mark Haddon 60 Love In The Time Of Cholera – Gabriel Garcia Marquez 61 Of Mice and Men – John Steinbeck 62 Lolita – Vladimir Nabokov 63 The Secret History – Donna Tartt 64 The Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold 65 Count of Monte Cristo – Alexandre Dumas 66 On The Road – Jack Kerouac 67 Jude the Obscure – Thomas Hardy 68 Bridget Jones’s Diary – Helen Fielding 69 Midnight’s Children – Salman Rushdie 70 Moby Dick – Herman Melville 71 Oliver Twist – Charles Dickens 72 Dracula – Bram Stoker 73 The Secret Garden – Frances Hodgson Burnett 74 Notes From A Small Island – Bill Bryson 75 Ulysses – James Joyce 76 The Bell Jar – Sylvia Plath 77 Swallows and Amazons - Arthur Ransome 78 Germinal – Emile Zola 79 Vanity Fair – William Makepeace Thackeray 80 Possession – AS Byatt 81 A Christmas Carol – Charles Dickens 82 Cloud Atlas – David Mitchel 83 The Color Purple – Alice Walker 84 The Remains of the Day – Kazuo Ishiguro 85 Madame Bovary – Gustave Flaubert 86 A Fine Balance – Rohinton Mistry 87 Charlotte’s Web – EB White 88 The Five People You Meet In Heaven – Mitch Albom 89 Adventures of Sherlock Holmes – Sir Arthur Conan Doyle 90 The Faraway Tree Collection – Enid Blyton 91 Heart of Darkness – Joseph Conrad 92 The Little Prince – Antoine De Saint-Exupery 93 The Wasp Factory – Iain Banks 94 Watership Down – Richard Adams 95 A Confederacy of Dunces – John Kennedy Toole 96 A Town Like Alice – Nevil Shute 97 The Three Musketeers – Alexandre Dumas 98 Hamlet – William Shakespeare 99 Charlie and the Chocolate Factory – Roald Dahl 100 Les Miserables – Victor Hugo

[little-estrellita]

No lie, if someone were to give me the Pusheen loaf plush. I would not hesitate to get them a mermaid pendant. I ain't letting them go-

[kashverse]

the first time you found nanami huddled in your shared room, you almost called an ambulance. huddling wasn’t exactly his thing. was he sick? dying? both? your mind raced through scenarios of him stoically hiding a terminal illness because “it’s not proper to trouble others.” but as you cautiously approached, ready to demand answers, you noticed the makeshift fort he’d built from your shared bedding. not just that—he’d constructed a fortress of books, an outright barricade. he looked up from his current read, glasses perched on his nose, and said, “it’s my day off.” oh. that was... anticlimactic. turns out, nanami decompresses by becoming a literature troll.

the first time you found gojo huddled in your shared room, you didn’t panic—you assumed he was trying to weasel his way out of work. which, frankly, was strange, given how much he adored tormenting his students with nonsensical training exercises. but when you walked in, the room was a battlefield. wrappers. so many wrappers. chocolates, gummies, cookies, things you weren’t even sure were technically edible. gojo lay in the middle of it, like some sugary war general, twirling a lollipop stick between his fingers. “self-care, babe,” he said with a grin, crumbs everywhere. you left him to it, but not before muttering about how cleaning up was also self-care.

the first time you found geto huddled in your shared room, your heart sank. geto huddling was a bad sign. you thought he was doing okay, considering everything—therapy sessions, reconnecting with friends, the works. but then you noticed what he was holding. a single strand of hair. his hair. your brain struggled to compute. “it’s broken,” he muttered, eyes fixed on the offending strand. “this means split ends, doesn’t it?” you blinked. his depression wasn’t back; his vanity was. “great. just great,” he sighed dramatically, retreating further into his silk pillow cave. you left him to mourn in peace.

the first time you found toji huddled in your shared room, it was well past his usual working hours. considering he’d only dragged himself home at 4am the previous night, you figured exhaustion had finally caught up to him. toji was not the type to stop moving. ever. “tired?” you asked gently. he looked up, smirking. “nah. retired.” your jaw dropped. retired? as in permanently? the man who treated work like a full-contact sport? but no joke followed. he was serious. you didn’t think you’d ever been happier in your entire life. toji laughed at your dumbfounded expression before pulling you into his ridiculous bear hug. “you’re stuck with me now, sweetheart.”

the first time you found sukuna huddled in your shared room, you froze. mostly because he was snoring. loudly. like a lion on steroids. the man could bring a house down with his sleep volume. you glanced at the peaceful chaos that was your room: one arm hanging off the bed, his face buried into your pillow like it personally offended him, and faint murmurs of incomprehensible sleep-speak. you made a calculated decision and tiptoed out, because waking sukuna from his hibernation seemed like a bad life choice. whatever ancient curse he was dreaming about could wait. better let the man sleep—who knew what destruction he’d bring when he woke up?

[angelic-waffles]

I was eating these and thought “wow these are so mid” and then I finished them and almost cried because I realized they were all that were keeping me sane