#BACK TO YOU ANDY

[unclefathersantateddy]

There's something unspokenly therapeutic about fixating on Andy & Ollie's love for each other whilst on a train through the Welsh countryside, undiagnosed now I'm cured

[plesiosaurys]

getting emotional over footage of an amateur scuba diver interacting with a coelacanth. they are hunted by large deepwater predators, and here comes a large creature bearing the brightest lights it's ever seen, making strange noises, but it does not shy away. it hovers, calmly, as the diver reaches out and trails a hand down its back. im strongly against the anthropomorphizing of real life animals but the stupid emotional part of me loudly insists this is because it recognizes us, the alternating movements of its four paired limbs matching the diver's four paired limbs, & it is thinking, "hello, cousins, we missed you these 66 million years, it's so good to see you again. welcome back, welcome home."

[myfavoritesstuff]

Visual Novels & Webtoons

Note: Please do not read if you are not okay with yandere tendencies or violence!

Discord!!!! Please join if you like reading and/or writing or just want to talk (text). It will be my way of talking or obsessing over these characters.

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Dreaming Freedom

Nothing yet

The Kid at the Back

Through the Illustrated Veil

The Coffin of Andy and Leyley

“Your Andy”

Possession from Within

“Yes, We Really Do” (smut)

Through the Illustrated Veil

14 Days with you

Through the Illustrated Veil

Mushroom Oasis

Nothing yet

A Date with Death

Nothing yet

Favor

Embrace of Shadows (smut)

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[stump-o-matically]

he's so autumnal 🍂

cheers/good luck to those headed back to school right now. i don't start till the 25th (i love college) but im feeling similar amounts of dread lol. anyway, here's some patrick pics that give some back to school/autumn cozy vibes as we transition out of summer <33

[andi-o-geyser]

comedy gold at its finest

[apolaskiart]

Get yourself friends who will support your ironic relationship through the medium of marketable plushies

[non-un-topo]

hot guard summer

[regina-del-cielo]

Maybe it's a 'study finds water is wet' type of thought, but

considering it's an action movie whose overall plot is "immortal warriors Fuck Shit Up™️", I think it's significant that in The Old Guard the thing that makes Copley pull red strings through his Murder Conspiracy Board and say "[Merrick] doesn't care what [Andy]'s done with [her immortality]" is the people they save, not the ones they kill

Most of the Conspiracy Board is him circling random newspaper headlines and faces on old photographs to (more or less realistically) follow the immortals' treck through the world and big historical events. Which is, in-canon, not much different than putting portraits from different centuries next to a picture of Keanu Reeves and saying "they look the same, clearly Reeves is an immortal!"

But then there are the connections. A little girl holding Joe's hand in WW1 becoming the youngest (and first) woman to be awarded a Nobel Prize for Medicine (suck it, Kozak). Or the grandchild of a family that Andy saved from [something] helping people escape from the Khmer Rouge genocide in Cambodia.

They are warriors. They have fought and been in the midst of countless wars, major or minor, throughout history. They must have killed as many people as they saved... and yet.

It's not them taking out a random warlord or dictator or rabidly hateful politician that has tangible repercussions in history. It's the children and families they get out of war zones, save from accidents, protect from natural disasters. People to whom they give a second chance at life, and grow to change the world (or even just their own world), like a mysterious stranger once changed theirs just by holding out a hand or patching a wound.

I don't know I just think it's particularly neat

[ganondoodle]

(new totk rewritten- PREVIEW)

since this stuff takes a long while to think out, design and write .. heres a preview of the arm abilities ( just rauru edition for now)

the shiekah one and spirit abilities im still working on though i know what each does and how it looks/works, just gotta draw and write it all

i will add a detailed description on the full post once i have everything for it regarding the abilities

[looselipssinkships-x]

i'm sorry but how was sugar we're going down supposed to be anything but a fraught queer love story

[kingofanemptyworld]

in honor of me rereading undead unluck barely six months after getting into it initially here are my favorite fuuko x andy panels (so far)

[stpansy]

fall out boy is like what if the two craziest guys in the world were best friends with two very chill sweet guys who didn’t mind when they did insane shit like design a whole new set and have multiple costume changes each and effectively put on a narrative musical for a string of festivals after they’ve already done a year straight of touring. and thank god

[andyxcds]

rosekiller microfic -- liar (aug 5) | @rosekillermicrofic

(๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧ Word Count: 941 tags: none but slight suggestion of nsfw

part two

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“I’m here with Barty’s?

To that, the bouncer looked Evan up and down, noticing that a short-sleeved white button-up and a pair of tan shorts were more appropriate for a vacation rather than a nightclub. Then the bouncer held the door open, and quickly sent over for a server to lead Evan past the floor of dancing girls and booming music, and into to a red booth.

In that moment, nostalgia became a song he remembered so clearly as he took in the signature blue seats that were his colour.

The colour was a staple in every bar or club in the city. It was the trademark of a big spender, a ruthless party king, and perhaps a self-glorified nepo-baby. It was also the trademark of one of Hogwarts' finest students and a mayor’s son with prestige. It was the colour of Evan’s first and true love.

It was Barty’s colour.

He admired this color as he watched the empty seats, eyes hovering over the tall order of drinks that littered the table. Barty wasn’t there, but he had been there. As he was every night, he was sure. Barty partied like a demon. Regardless of how energetic the club was. If he was holding a bottle of alcohol, any drink, he’d dance naked on the streets with only the humming of the birds as music for free.

“Would you like me to get you anything? Start a tab?” The server asked sweetly behind him. She was a pretty girl, not with that harsh attitude those girls down in the suburb bars were. Her perky breasts also added to the attraction. But Evan was disappointed to see her. There was nothing comfortable about her posture or altered voice. She was like a doll that he had no interest toying so he sent her off as he slid into the booth.

Interesting is what is was as Evan sat down and inhaled the cologne Barty wore. He didn’t know the name exactly, credit to Barty’s need for originality; mixing four different brands to make his signature scent. But all Evan knew was that it was a bit musky and dry like a desert.

He peered at the dancefloor, disco lights going haywire and loud electronic music blasting in such high volume that Evan felt from across the street. The floor was packed with white guys who placed their hands either up in the air or super low on a girl’s waist. Nothing about that looked fun, not for Evan watching them, but he knew that there was a time where all he wanted to do was be apart of that. Barty hadn’t grown out of it.

Yet it seemed so when Evan spotted him leeching out of the crowd with a tall blonde girl on his arm. She was gorgeous, Barty had a taste for the good-looking. But there was something so familiar about her; maybe it was the way she laughed and cocked her head to side; or the way her eyes wrinkled; or the way she felt like a mirror of Evan.

Clearly, she thought the same when she caught eyes with a stranger sitting in the booth she was headed for. The brunette, Barty, had not caught onto this, his lips were whispering things into her ear as they both approached the booth and Evan was shocked to say that jealousy and disappointment were the first to touch his heart.

The look on Barty’s face was priceless, it was a mix of shock and confusion and Evan waited for it. Regret. That was an expression that Barty didn’t let show for any more than a second. Luckily, the blonde woman had tapped his arm to let herself go.

“You’re here.” Barty stood across Evan on one end.

“You called.” Evan started, looking at his fingers fidget atop the table. “Didn’t know you were going to be snogging someone else. Wouldn’t have showed up.”

“I didn’t snog her.” Barty said this with a strained expression that make the suit he wore quite dreary when paired with him. He was handsome, that was certain, and Evan couldn’t dare to look him in the eyes.

Evan remained quiet for a while. She looks like me.

“Can we go outside? It’s pretty loud here,” Barty offered. They went outside to the back of the building where no one could have possibly seen them.

“How are you?” Barty said as Evan took his seconds to pace away from Barty, displeased at the small distance between them. Barty’s heart shattered and sunk.

“I’m okay. Didn’t know you cared to be honest,” Evan tucked his hands into his pocket and stared into the starless sky.

Barty sped up to stand before Evan, forcing himself into Evan’s line of sight and dropped to his knees. He felt Evan’s breath hitch and felt Evan force his from meeting his.

Evan was slightly shocked, having this man at his feet, on his knees. A spark of a very vivid memory sparked in Evan and he felt his cheeks tinge at the thought of it. He didn’t look but he enjoyed that thrill of power that sped through him.

He ran his fingers through Barty’s hair as he felt the man press his forehead into his thighs in prayer.

“I cared. Evan, I cared. I still do.” Barty begged.

“Liar.” The blond’s eyes remained on the sky.

“Please believe me. Forgive me.” Barty took Evan’s fingertips down from his hair to his cheeks.

Barty was a sweet liar. Evan knew this. Barty swore to tell the truth. He hated lies. But God, he lied like the devil.

[myfavoritesstuff]

Through the Illustrated Veil

Pairing: Ren x Isekai!Reader x Solivan Brugmansia

Summary: You awaken to discover that you’ve been seamlessly transported into a realm where visual novels are real life.

Note: If people like this idea, I will turn this into a series. This will have yandere tendencies later on! This is a crossover between 14 Days with You (14dwy), The Kid at the Back (tkatb), and The Coffin of Andy and Leyley (tcoaal). I might add on other visual novels if people request more or if i like the story is going and want to add more. The reader is kind of clueless, but just for this first part. The artwork isn’t mine!

Prologue

Slowly, you opened your eyes, and the world came into focus. It was as if you had stepped into the frame of a beautifully illustrated book. The colors were vivid, the edges sharp, yet everything pulsed with a gentle breath of life. You immediately sat up with a gasp, your heart a beat behind the realization that dawned upon you– this was no longer your room, your world.

“Hello?” Your voice came out as a whisper, yet it seemed to carry across the room. The door to the room opened, and there two figures emerged. It was two people you instantly recognized–

Andrew and Ashley Graves from The Coffin of Andy and Leyley. Once known in the realm of visual novels, now stood before her in the flesh.

“I see that you're awake now Y/n” Andrew said calmly. Ashley turned to her brother with an annoyed look on her face.

“Yes, we can both see that Andy. Thanks for stating the obvious.” Andrew turned towards her and the two started bickering. Meanwhile, you were still trying to comprehend what was occurring right before your eyes.

“Umm…” as you began to speak, unsure of your next words, the two turned towards you. “So, where are we?”

The two gave each other a confused look and responded simultaneously, “In our home”.

“Home?” That didn’t sound right, the last thing you remember was Andrew and Ashley killing their parents and taking their home. And from the looks of it, this didn’t seem like it was their parent’s house. “Okay…” you responded, yet still unsure.

“We’ll leave you alone for now, but remember you have school in a bit and work a little later on. See you later sis.” The two left, leaving you stunned. School? Work? You don't remember anything about this visual novel having school or work. And what was this about being their sister? You decide to get out of the bed that you were on, and make your way to the door. Once leaving you instantly recognized where you were. This is the apartment from 14 Days with You.

You made your way to what appeared to be the front door of the apartment and left, too lost in your thinking to say goodbye to your “siblings”.

You made your way down to the bottom floor, and went outside to get some fresh air and think things over. You found a bench and sat down.

The Coffin of Andy and Leyley and 14 Days With You are two of three of my favorite visual novels. The only one that's missing is… oh. You know now. Going to school, it all makes sense now. The last one was The Kid at the Back.

Am I already friends with Sol and Ren or do I have to become friends with them? Sighing you decide to get up and start walking.

Wait, I don't even know where the school or my work is! You thought. But it didn’t seem to matter, since your legs seemed to walk on your own.

[brandycranby]

ce characters + their skill at wrapping presents (based on technique, style, and enthusiasm) 🎁✨

crocheting a last minute gift rn hehe

steve: 9.5/10. the military precision comes in clutch when it's time to measure out wrapping paper. if he's not doing the wrapping himself, he's at your elbow with tape strips and scissors when you need them. gift bags? hell no, back in his day, presents were wrapped (ok old man 🙄💕) heh expect steve to come home with half a dozen new tubes of gift wrap because he just can't resist the cuteness (target snoopy paper, beloved 🥺💕)

andy: 7/10. if he did it himself that is 😌 this is a man of experience and few close relatives. the holidays are a quiet uneventful time for him (besides the odd party) and he spends it with you, showering you in gifts and treats for the new year. most of those treats come with complimentary gift wrapping that he'll most definitely take advantage of hehe if not, he's a sparkly gift bag kinda guy

ari: 8/10. he doesn't have much skill at getting those sharp corners on a wrapped box but can he curl a ribbon or what? great color sense, he doesn't look like it but he can tell a french silver from classic silver 😌💕 whatta man whatta man. eight presents though, that's a lot of gift ideas to come up with. defaults to cash and gift cards for some nights, slaps a ribbon on top and adds mesh bag of chocolate coins and calls it a night

johnny: 6/10. look, he's a guy. still, he's a guy with a big sister. sue comes over and they make a night in of it. wrapping paper is everywhere, someone gets hit with a tube, nothing's lit on fire but reed's gift is singed and labeled "to: asshole". it's probably just fruit of the loom boxers. your gift though? he keeps adding stocking stuffers until sue makes him use a wicker basket to hold everything bc "it's chic, johnny, and a paper bag can't hold all of that."

ransom: 5/10 +3 effort points. ONCE HE TRIES?? HE TRIES!!! i mean not for his parents' gifts, he probably amazon shipped those to their house. but he'll pull out the ribbons, the glitter, the tinsel, the special wrapping paper just for you 🥹💕 ransom doesn't really Get It, not until you have a day of present prep with him. cups of hot drinks and a movie on in the back, that sort of warm nostalgia that's so familiar yet distant from what he's known 🥺surprisingly good eye for it

jake: 4/10. oh lord he tries. he tries so damn hard. the living room is a wreck, there's tape everywhere and mismatched wrapping paper. he measures a length of paper too small and worries about cutting another one because you like that paper!! you'd probably cry if he wasted it!! so he takes a discard piece and kinda... band-aids it together... oh baby 😔 also how do you wrap plushies??? (put it in a box, jake, please put it in a box)

curtis: 7/10. solid score because he goes for maximum efficiency and doesn't take a break until every single present is completely hidden in gift wrap, tissue paper, ribbons, bows, and a gift tag. would be a 10 if he was a little more fancy and a little less practical about his present style. but he has the assembly line efficiency and it helps you get everything done in one day so kudos 😊 points off for getting suspicious when you take a long pee break tho

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since i've started writing this hc list, i've redone my amigurumi THREE TIMES. why do i do this to myself. i also wrapped last minute gifts like a jake today heh

[candy-jail]

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