#FATHER AND SON AAAAAAAAAAAA

[nothingbizzare]

Everything will be ok

[aquitainequeen]

My brain: You know, Dementus is essentially Thor surviving after Ragnarok and driven mad by the loss of his family. He drives a chariot, he's charismatic but has a nasty temper, he rides among his followers rather than remaining lofty and on high (at first) and either pretends to emphasise or actually does emphasise with the ordinary people of the Wasteland, he doesn't play by the rules at all, he's good at battles but since he doesn't have Loki to advise/fight with him, he's not good with power once he has it, and as for the symbolism of the World Tree-

Main me: It's a work day tomorrow. I need to sleep.

My brain: ...

My brain: And Immortan Joe goes on about Valhalla and is obsessed with fathering sons, so you think he'd be Odin, but actually if you think about it he's also like Jupiter/Jove-

Main me: aaaaaaaaaaaa

[fanaticsnail]

The three One Piece OCs that started out as SW ones are Nora, Cassandra and Rhann.

Nora and Cassandra went through some change, most notably that I switched their powers and changed Nora's name. She used to be Antoniya, was as Slav-coded as it gets (Nora still has some of those features), and was a Jedi during the Clone Wars, Padawan of Obi-Wan and part of a force dyad with Anakin (we love overpowered Mary Sues in this house because in the end I kill them all anyway) with abilities inspired by old Slavic myths, especially the one about the Polidnitsa (the Midday demon, or the Noonwrath, a corpse-like woman that appears in the cropfields at noon during harvest when the weather is the hottest. Technically she is a personification of the sun stroke, but there is also a positive side of the story – if the Polidnitsa encounters a girl sleeping in the fields she challenges her to a dance and if the girl outdances the demon, the Polidnitsa gifts her a rich dowry.) Those powers in the end went to Cassandra and they kinda lost their connection to the myth, and instead of being born with them she received them as the result of an experiment gone wrong (Casanji failed experiment duo 🤧🤧). Since the Polidnitsa is associated with harvest, her weapon is a sickle which was transferred to Antoniya and later Nora and stayed there.

Cassandra Vau is practically copy-pasted from one universe to the other. She is my SW Republic Commando OC, younger sister of Walon Vau (I didn't even change her last name 😭), and the island she is from in the One Piece world is heavily inspired by the lands Walon Vau comes from. I literally plucked the dysfunctional, power-hungry counts of Gisl and plopped them in the One Piece world. They are big fans of the Celestial Dragons. Or of the oppressive government of their own planet. It's the same, really. Cassandra originally had premonition abilities through dreams and her powers were very DC Sandman-inspired (dream control, dream induction, partial reality manipulation), but in the end in the OP universe I gave those to Nora. Except for the premonitions because can you imagine a character named Cassandra that is not a prophet? Yeah.

Rhann is my dear Tomislav reimagined. Tommy is the son of a corrupted Senator who is stuck between wanting to make his father proud and his need to do the right thing. Rhann is secretly a Revolutionary agent in the Marines, while Tomislav becomes close to Palpatine while working to help the clones and the Jedi win the war and looking for a way to expose the Chancellor for what he is. Rhann is perhaps the one most different from his prototype, because Rhann is bold, straightforward, a little aggressive, a brilliant orator; while Tomislav is much more shy and reserved. In a way Rhann is everything Tomislav wants to be.

Thank you SO MUCH for enabling my rants 😭😭. I'm so happy you enjoy my chaotic thoughts that are barely making sense 💚💚💚

AAAAAAAAAAAAA

I love Nora, Cassandra, and Rhann! Nora in a force dyad with Anakin? HELL YES. I LOVE IT! No, but I legit love overpowered OCs. I think they're great, especially if all of the plots are thought out and planned really well. It all comes down to how they're presented, and I think she's great!

And you've got a commando OC too? And a senator son? AAAAAAAAAAAA. I love this. I am also digging the premonition dreaming. That was one of my favourite parts of Star Wars: the dreams becoming reality. And the ghosts. And the concept of the battle between light and dark. I adore it.

Thank you for sharing them with me. With the three you brought over to OP, do you have a canon ship for any of them? Cassanji does sound like such a vibe 👀

[nova--spark]

I’m on a roll so let’s keep going!

Smokescreen was shocked when Elita and Optimus insisted on legally adopting him while they were human. Adopting Bee made sense he was already their child, having adopted him when he was a mere sparkling. But Optimus barely knew Smokescreen and he just met Elita only a month or two ago. Besides the last father figure he had knocked him out to shove a key in his chest and jettison him to an unknown planet. Alpha Trion didn’t care about him as anything more than a glorified storage container so why would Optimus and Elita?

There was probably some practical reasoning, they didn’t actually see him as part of the family right? At least that’s what he said to Bee, who then took that information right to Elita and Optimus. All three agreed to make more of an effort to make Smokescreen feel apart of the family

Elita and Op would make it a point to refer to Smoke as their son. And Bee would refer to him as his brother. Everything they did as a family always included Smokescreen. Op and Elita would be much more affectionate with him. Op being more willing to hug him without Smoke needing to ask, Lita giving him little kisses on the head. Not much changed affection wise with Bee since Bee was already pretty affectionate with everyone

This all confused Smokescreen. Eventually he just asked Optimus and Elita why they were treating him like their son?

“Because you are”

MY HE A A A R T

THIS IS !!!

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[arcanumofthestars]

My truest self

Hello everyone, I know I haven't been posting much but this is about to change. This post is written for the @marauderswithpalestineproject

Word count: 4k

Warnings: around two curse words

Enjoy!!

The window creaked. He noted to himself that it needed to be immediately fixed. Then he ran out of thoughts. Thinking was too hard. Too exhausting.

James Potter collapsed on his bed, all his muscles- hell, even muscles he didn't know he owned, aching. It had been bad, that last chase. Of course, nothing was too hard for him, he tried to convince himself. Except for midnight chases, and physics, and history, and eating Walburga Black's food- that guy he had been chasing reminded James of Walburga. Dressed in black, heavy accent, and those vicious eyes...

If only it hadn't been two in the morning when he’d heard police sirens out of his window... At least he had an hour of sleep or so before the nightmare called 'High School' started. Should he change his-

AAAAAAAAAAAA!!!! he jumped, trying to find out where the inhuman scream was coming from. Was it from outside? Unless the person screaming was also a bird, there was no way it would be audible from the sixth storey.

He was running out of time, his parents would wake up soon wandering what was happening and- he turned around. The damn thing was coming out of his phone.

"Damn you, Wormtail. You and your stupid pranks. Who even does something like that?" There was a knock on his door.

"James? Is everything alright? I thought I heard a scream.."

James froze. "Yeah, dad, everything is fine, I think it was from the apartment downstairs... They woke me up too."

"I'll have to talk to them about it tomorrow. Go to sleep, son." was Fleamont's answer.

"Sure will." The boy was asleep in a matter of seconds.

"James Fleamont Potter!" There was a bang at the door, not as gentle as his father's. "If you're still asleep I swear-" another one. James groaned and looked at the clock. He'd managed to oversleep again.

"One minute!" One minute to get up. One minute to change his clothes and sloppily throw away the suit. Why was he asleep in his suit in the first place? One minute to brush his teeth and fix the mess he called hair. One minute to throw all of his books in his bag- they were probably the wrong ones, but who cares? One minute to wear his shoes and rush to the kitchen.

"You're twenty one seconds late. Don't forget to take your lunch." His mother’s voice did not sound accusing at all, instead a bright smile appearing on her face. "Have a good day honey!"

James kissed Euphemia on the cheek, shouting a "Thanks mom!" before grabbing his lunch and rushing out of the apartment and to the stairs.

One of the most useful things when it comes to Spiderman’s everyday life is his spider senses. The thing that helpes when it comes to preventing small accidents- like James Potter tripping down the stairs, something that would’ve been inevitable if he was not a superhero.

Finally on the ground floor, he opened the door, only to find Sirius Black beaming, mere inches from his face. Remus and Peter were standing not far away, Peter with a huge grin on his face.

"You’re late" Remus remarked.

"I don’t thing a good morning would’ve hurt you, Moony." He responded, as they started walking towards the Hogwarts School for Gifted Students.

"Excuse me that I don’t want to be late for our exam on first period today."

James blinked. "Our what?" He looked worriedly to the other Marauders.

"Our maths exam that we have on second pe- Tell me you didn’t study. Again." Remus pinched his nose. "Seriously, me and the girls have been studying for it for like... a week?! And you don’t even remember?!"

"Now, now" Peter cut in, "maybe he was just too tired?" He shot James a mischievous knowing look, before continuing "You don’t know how tired someone might be, huh, Prongs?"

"You little-" James didn’t get to respond, as Peter hid behind Remus, who was - for the fifth time since his friend had come with them - checking his watch.

"Um, why were you even so late? Did you like forget to change from your superhero suit?" Sirius, who sensed the upcoming storm that was going to burst from his best friend (even if he didn’t know what it was about), stepped in.

"My.... super.. hero suit?" James repested slowly. Had they found out? Was this their way of telling him they knew his secret? He didn’t want to hide it in the first place, it was just for safety and...

"Prongs? You good?" Sirius said slowly. "Relax man, it was just a joke."

James realised he had stopped walking. "Yeah, a joke. Right. Sorry, I’m just really tired. Haven’t gotten a good night’s sleep in a few days..."

The blank paper he had handed in when the maths exam ended was appearing again and again in James’s mind as he walked towards the history classroom. The double superhero-student life had already started to weigh on him, and he was pretty sure it wasn’t going to end well.

Peter had gone home already, apparently something he ate had triggered an allergic reaction or something like that. James couldn’t care less. He desrved it after the prank he’d pulled last night.

Since Remus and Sirius always sat together at history, he was going to be alone for the next period. That was, if Mrs King would be so kind as to not make him sit next to another person that was also sitting alone (the chances were aproximately the same as for another Spiderman to come swinging to his face that exact moment).

As he pushed the door to the classroom, he was met with Mrs King’s crooked nose.

“Mr Potter, you’re almost late.”

“Aha, very original, indeed...” James muttered under his breath.

His teacher raised an eyebrow, a very unpleasant expression starting to form on her face. That wasn’t exactly what he had hoped for today.

“What was that, Mr Potter?”

“Nothing, Mrs King, I am just very tired today.” He looked up at her, a seemingly innocent smile on his face.

“Take your sit, Potter. As Mr Pettigrew is absent, you will be sitting next to Ms Evans.”

James huffed, but complied. How cliché. Sitting next to fucking Lily Evans the only day he was too exhausted to flirt. What a waste. He didn’t complain though, as he made his way towards the girl.

Sirius had a huge grin on his face, giving him thumbs-up repeatedly, mouthing way to go! from the other side of the classrooom. Next to him, Remus was trying to calm his boyfriend down, as he had started making quite the fuss.

He sighed and sat next to Lily, who moved all her stuff and sat as far away from him as possible.

“You don’t talk to me, I don’t talk to you. I’m not up for any of your shit today, Potter.”

James put on a fake wounded expression and brought the back of his hand to his forehead, leaning back.

“You wound me, Miss Evans. I am woe. Woe is me. Don’t you ever think of a poor boy’s feelings?”

He half-opened his eye, glancing at her. Surprisingly, she was almost smiling. Maybe this day wasn’t going to be that bad.

“Don’t flatter yourself.” Was the answer to his smile.

They both had to stop talking, as Mrs King was now explicitly looking at them, her brows furrowed.

The girl cleared her throat and turned back to her notebooks.

"Today, dear students" said the teacher with a smile that could only be described as ominous, "you will get assigned to the project of the semester. You will work in pairs, preferably, and with that I mean definitely with the person sitting besides you at the moment. Our two absent students will be together. This semester's subject is modern history of our city. You are free to write about any famous event or person that changed our city in the last one hundred years. You have until the end of the month, which is..." she turned around to see the calendar on the wall, "exactly fifteen days from today. Any projects handed in late will not be accepted. And remember, this is worth about half your grade, so make your best effort."

James had blacked out for about the rest of the period. Paired with Evans?!? As in, Lily Evans? This had better be good. It was the first time in five years that such an opportunity was presented. He'd make sure to do his best. Grades might not matter, but Lily Evans certainly did.

He pushed aside his thoughts when the bell rang. He and the other Marauders rushed out of the classroom and to the hallway.

Sirius gripped him by the shoulders.

"You did it, mate! You got her! We should totally send flowers to King."

“Woah, woah, dude, calm down. Even I’m not that excited about it” said James, dizzy because of his best friend shaking him. He stabilised himself before continuing.

“I really don’t know what I’m supposed to do... We didn’t make any plans...” It was Remus’s turn to grip him by the shoulders.

“What do you mean you didn’t make any plans? She was talking to you the whole time, mate! Weren’t you paying any attention to her? At all??” He stared into James’s eyes. James blinked. Again. He did that a lot these days.

Then he started shouting.

“She was talking to me??! Why didn’t you guys tell me anything? I mean, I was so lost in thought... HOW COULD I NOT NOTICE!”

“Well, now her not being interested in you kinda makes sense...”

“Shut up Sirius. I need to make it up to her. I’ll... I’ll go talk to her. Make arrangements for the project and-”

He ran towards the direction he saw the girls walking to earlier.

“Wait, James, you can’t just-” Remus’s voice faded in the distance.

As he ran in the hallways, thoughts raced in his mind. What would he tell her? Should he apologise? Of course he should apologise. He’d treated her very badly. Would she forgive him? He couldn’t mess this up. He couldn’t afford it. Not this time.

He took a sharp left turn to avoid a teachers’ office, and stumbled upon something. He fell down, someone landing in front of him. He got tangled in a green backpack and loads of ginger hair as he tried to get up. As he processed his surroundings, the realisation of the person on top washed over him.

“Evans! I- I’m so sorry! I was actually coming to find you, to talk about-”

“The project” she cut him off, fixing her clothes. “Yeah, I figured you didn’t take in a word from what I was saying.”

“You’re not mad?”

“I can’t fix every idiot in this world, Potter. You still owe me an apology for our current situation, though.”

“Yeah, I wasn’t really looking where I was going...” It was weird that his spider-sense didn’t prevent him from actually falling on top of the girl. Maybe it wanted them to meet more desperately that he himslef did?

“I’m very sorry. So about the history project-”

“I was actually about to grab some lunch with MnM. I suppose you could come with us to discuss the details.” She cut him off once again, picking her stuff up.

James helped. “MnM? What’s that supposed to mean?

“Mary and Marlene. So? Are you coming or not?” She started walking towards the dining hall.

“Hell yeah I am!” said the boy with a smirk.

As he swinged his webs, moving in between buildings like he was walking, James thought about her. Her little smiles, the small freckles painting her face like stars in a faraway galaxy, her green eyes, forests he could get lost staring at. Her beautiful ginger hair... She was insecure about it. She always tried not to make any hairstyles that would attract attention to it. Little did she know, he was always there, admiring the flames around her face, those flames that danced with her every move.

He saw some girls on the street shouting to him, encouraging him to come down. Pretty sure they wanted to take a photo with him. He moved past them, uninterested. She was nothing to them. She would never beg for attention like that.

And at that exact moment, when he compared her to any other woman he’d ever met, James Potter was sure that Lily Evans would, one day, be his wife.

Well, that project was for sure a message from the universe. It might had been his only chance. The project...

Spiderman stopped on the roof of an insignificant building. The city had a ton of those. He took his glove off and checked his watch. Nice gadget, that was... Remus had given it to him a year ago, after he saw him drooling over some other smartwatches.

Friday the 16th, six o’clock in the afternoon...

He scratched his head. Did he have something to do? Friday the 16th, six o’clock in the afternoon. He’d finished all his homework, so it wasn’t that. Not a day he had to go out with the Marauders either. What was it? Not the project... That was set for three days after...

James paled. He turned around and started swinging again, this time faster. The wind screamed in his ears, it was starting to get tiring, but he didn’t care. He was almost late. If he could make it in time... He could just hope that Lily would be late as well. Why had they agreed to meet at his apartment? Hadn’t Sirius said that it was best to go to her place? Why?...

How?...

When?...

He entered his room from the window, trying to make as less noise as possible. He closed it, and slowly turned around, taking his mask off.

Lily Evans was staring at him, mouth open, eyes wide, the books in her hands almost having fallen to the ground. He didn't want her to make that much noise. It would alarm his parents. She backed away, taking a few steps closer to the door.

James froze. It was now or never, and the only chance he had to stop the girl from running away and possibly making his identity public.

He shook his head, and walked towards her. She was still in shock, he could say. She moved the books and notebooks to her left arm, and tried the door handle behind her back with the other, still not daring to look away.

He gripped her shoulder, and stared in her eyes. She stopped moving. Had he been in any other circumstances, he'd had made a joke, or flirted, or just stared in those green eyes...

"Wait. Please. I can explain." To be fair to himself, the boy didn't know why she was terrified. He was sure that other girls would act crazy if they ever had the chance to meet him in person, or actually know his true identity.

"Just.. don't tell anyone ok?"

She let go of the handle and relaxed a bit. He motioned for her to sit on his bed, as he sat on the chair opposite.

"Actually I don't really know what I'm supposed to say... Hello... I'm James Potter... And I'm Spiderman?" He laughed awkwardly.

Lily seemed more relaxed at that point. She'd placed the books on the bed, and was looking at him curiously.

"Don't you have anything to say? Not a 'I don't want to talk to you any more'? A 'I don't know what I should do'? An 'I knew it'?"

"No, it's not that..." She spoke for the first time since he showed up. "I just can't understand why, of all people, it's you. It could be anyone. Just a huge coincidence I guess..."

"What do you mean?..." He questioned, but she interrupted, back to her usual self.

"I don't think we have to discuss anything further. Since you left me here waiting for" she checked her watch "twelve minutes, I get to choose the topic of our project."

"Hold on, hold on. I need you promise- no, make an oath, that you will not tell anyone about this. Anyone, you hear me?" His last words were harsh, maybe harsher than they should've been. But he couldn't take chances.

"Oh, um..."

He started to worry when he saw her hesitation.

"I mean, yeah, of course. I won't tell the whole world" she started walking towards the window he'd come in, a dangerous smirk on her lips, "that JAMES POTTER IS SECRETLY SPIDERMAN!" she yelled outside.

James was speechless. Before she could continue letting the passengers down on the street know his identity that he had spent so long trying to keep covered, he acted.

He lunged forward, grabbing Lily by the waist with one arm and pulling her back, and closing the window with the other.

The girl screeched at the sudden touch and tried to move away, but tripped. They ended up one on top of another one more time (it reminded James awfully of that time he'd bumped into her last week), trying to get up at the same time.

As she got up, breathless, he tried to apologise, but was met instead with her sad eyes.

“Sorry, James. I shouldn’t have done that.”

“Yeah, no problem.. I don’t think anyone noticed anyway...”

Was he tripping? She’d called him James? He was pretty sure that was the first time she hadn’t called him by his last name. It sounded, peculiar, coming out of her mouth... But, at the same time, like it was meant to be said by her...

He flinched when he realised she was snapping her fingers close to his face. He’d been so carried away, but that wouldn’t happen again.

“Potter, do you hear me? Please tell me you didn’t zone out again. Ugh.”

He already missed the sound of his name.

“What? I mean, yes, yes I’m here, you were saying?”

He flashed her with one of those charming smiles of his, hoping that it would get him out of the embarassing situation.

“As I was saying, since you were late, I get to decide the topic of our project. And I think I’ve found the perfect one. We’ll write about Spiderman.” She smirked.

James was dumbfounded. It was clear that she was trying to get a reaction out of him, and he was determined to not let her have it.

“I mean, if you like writing and talking about me that much, who am I to say no?” He smiled one more time.

“Go change clothes. You’re still in your suit.” She sounded irritated, but he could see that the corner of her mouth was slightly lifted.

He, on the other hand, continued grinning, as he grabbed some clothes and ran to the bathroom next to his room, a genuine smile that lasted for the rest of the day.

Being nervous wasn’t James’s thing. After all, it was just a project presentation. He was sure that they’d done their best, and, as all the motivational posters on the school’s walls he and his friends made fun of every day, that was all that mattered.

He entered the history classroom with the Marauders, and searched for Lily in the crowd of students. She wasn’t easy to miss, ginger hair and all. She was leaning over the stack of papers on their shared desk. That stack of papers they had spent hours working on, but he couldn’t complain. After all, it was a great excuse for him to spend time with her.

He walked over to the girl, and touched her shoulder gently. She turned around, and her eyes lit up.

“Good morning” he said.

“Good morning to you too. Are you ready?” She responded witha smile.

“If I said yes, it would be a lie.”

She chuckled and went back to fixing the last notes. Her attitude towards James had changed drastically over the past two weeks. His charm always worked in the end. Besides that though, he was still surprised that he’d actually got to know that side of her. Where she would usually be sarcastic, or even rude, now she would be gentle, and kind, and caring (She’d brought him lunch a couple of times.)

They’d met at his apartment almost every day, and, when they didn’t work on the project (as much as James loved talkiing about himself and his accomplishments as Spiderman) they would talk for hours about anything.

He got to know her pretty well. Her favorite color, her favorite food. What made her laugh. Which compliments made blush. Her insecurities, her worries, her hopes. He’d shared a lot of things about himself as well. How he was bit by a spider and became Spiderman. How he made his suit and web shooters. His hardest battles, and, damn it, his isecurities as well (he had a lot of those).

They’d chat until night fell, and then, every night she was at his place, he’d take her in his arms and bring her to the roof with his webs. The light pollution from the city below was severe enough to cover the stars, but the moon was still beautiful. And there they would sit, gazing in the sky.

It had been hard to get her to trust him. He was proud to be worth her trust, though.

The Marauders had admitted to be a bit jealous of him spending that much time with a girl, but he’d explained that it was mostly for the project.

Lily grabbed his arm.

“I think we have to go first. Grab your notes, i’ll grab mine.”

He nodded.

James didn’t remember much of his part on the presenation. Lily had agreed to do most of it, since he had practically provided all the information they needed.

Her part though. The confidence in her words, the determination which was always accompanied by a smile. He had learned to recognise that expression. It was a special one, only used when she was sure, sure and proud.

He got lost in the sound of her voice, yet managed to nod a few times so as to not embarass himself in front of the whole class.

The sound of clapping brought James back to reality.

“I think we did pretty well” she wispered into his ear as they walked back to their seats. “I have a surprise for you after class.”

He was not going to object to that.

The bell rang.

“Meet me behind the football field” the girl said before she moved towards the door, disappering among the other students.

He ignored the calls of his friends and went straight up to the place she’d told him.

It was quite the long walk there, considering the field was almost outside of campus, so he was suprised when he saw her standing there.

He quickened his steps, eager to know what she’d prepared.

“Hey” he started, breathless “what’s all this a-”

The sensation of her finger on his lips was something he had never expected to feel.

“I wanted to say thank you. For all your hard work, and our nights on the roof, and, well, everything. Thank you James Potter.” she whispered.

All James could do was stare in her emerald eyes as their lips connected. Once more, his thoughts vanished. Thinking was too hard, too exhausting. But then again, who needed thoughts when she was right there.

That was it! Likes and reblogs are always appreciated!

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[duckymcdoorknob]

I am prefacing you to how many times I drop a no-no word in here. (Profanity counter: 10)

OP-

OP-

HOLD ON-

IM GONNA LEARN YOUR ALIAS SO I CAN PROPERLY YELL AT YOU-

CURSE I CANNOT EXPRESS HOW MUCH I WANT TO SEASON, MARINATE, CHARBROIL, AND FUCKING CONSUME THIS FIC!!!!

I MEAN HOLY SHIT

H O L Y S H I T

JESUS H CHRIST I MEAN- AAAAAAAA

ITS LIKE-

I DONT EVEN KNOW WHERE TO FUCKIN’ BEGIN-

First and foremost I just love Nanami and yuji’s dynamic like yeah that’s bro’s son wat are u gonna do abt it?????

AND THEN!!!

I KNEW- I JUST FUCKING K N E W BABY BOY WAS GONNA START CRYING BC HES TIRED AND FRUSTRATED AND IN HIS FEELS.

THE COMFORT FROM NANAMI????? HOLY SHIT?????? GOD I LOVE FATHER FIGURE CHARACTERS

LIKE?????????? HAIBARA MENTION?????????? AAAAAAAAAAAA?!?!?!?!? WAY TO STAB ME IN THE FUKCING HEART??!!?!?!

AND THEN AND THEN THE TKS WHOOOOOOO LAWDY- SENDING ME TO JESUS HIMSELF.

AND THEN-

BRO ACCIDENTALLY CALLS HIM DAD

THE WAY MY JAW DROPPED AND I GASPED AND COVERED MY MOUTH LIKE DUDE- IF I WERE NOT IN MY ROOM, MY FAMILY WOULDVE THOUGHT SOMEONE FUCKIN’ DIED.

NANAMI JUST ROLLS WITH IT 😭😭😭 LIKE THATS HIS KID!!!!!! WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO?!?!?!

AND THEN BABY FEELS BETTER AND THEN HE STARTS CRYING AGAIN BC HES SO EMBARRASSED AND THEN NANAMI IS LIKE “im gonna tickle you every time you’re sad and say sorry.”

SIR??!?!?!?!?!

AND SUKUNA BEING SUKUNA- AAAAAAAAAAAAAA

dude I like-

I’m gonna put this in my pocket

And look at it every day

And tuck it in at bedtime and kiss it goodnight.

I’m gonna feast my eyes upon this fic until the big man takes me home. And he’s gonna be like “Ducky what’s that in your pocket.”

And I’ll be like “That stays with me, Lord. Curse’s fic comes too.”

I mean- oh my god

Holy fuck

I just-

I hope you enjoyed my incessant rambling. I am currently frothing at the mouth and preparing to re-read this fic.

THANK YOU FOR WRITING THIS FR-!!

:D

Me rn if u even care ^^^ 🥸🥸

Rainy Day

Characters: Lee!Yuji, Ler!Nanami, Sukuna(only in Yuji's head), Megumi, Nobara, Inumaki (because I love this little dork, okay? lol) Genre: Comfort <3 Word Count: 3166 Summary: Yuji Is super down today, that and he's not been sleeping well due to the nightmares he's been having. His friends, concerned about him go to Nanami with their concerns, and the stoic teacher takes it upon himself to cheer Itadori up. A/N: Hey, Curse here! This was originally intended to be part of the Amusement Park Aftermath fic, but I couldn't organically fit it in so I split them up... so that's why there are similarities in the setting. Enjoy!

Though the mood had been upbeat and calm in the days before, today it seemed as though a rain cloud loomed over Jujutsu Tech-- both figuratively and literally. Everyone seemed a bit more somber today.

Even Yuji wasn’t immune to the effects as he gazed out his window at the bleak gray sky, winds whipping the trees around and causing the leaves to drift around with reckless abandon.

He sighed softly, leaning over and resting his face on his palms as he watched the gloominess outside from the edge of his bed.

He heard his door open, but didn’t turn around or acknowledge it. Nobara and Megumi had been peeking in on him periodically to make sure he was still alive, clearly unused to the pink haired teen being a recluse.

“He’s still moping.” Megumi sighed.

“Should we go get Gojo sensei?” Nobara asked.

“We want to cheer him up, not make him worse.”

“I dunno, he seems pretty good at this kind of thing...”

Inumaki poked his head into the room with them, signing as he spoke. “Bonito flakes…” Megumi is right… “Mustard Leaf.” Gojo would just overwhelm him more.

“Well, do you have a better idea?”

Inumaki paused, the blonde tapped his chin as he became deep in thought. Nobara shot Megumi a look that screamed; ‘this is who we’re taking ideas from?’ as she gestured to the other teen.

“Tuna mayo?” Maybe Nanami can help?

“If Gojo can’t help, what makes you think Nanami sensei can?”

“He’s right.” Megumi nodded in agreement with Toge’s idea. “Nanami is our best bet. If something serious is going on, Yuji might be more comfortable talking to Nanami about it.”

Inumaki nodded his head, looking quite pleased with himself as Nobara sighed. “Fine, let’s go find him…” With that, the trio headed to Nanami’s classroom and explained the worrying situation to him.

“That explains why he hasn’t been blowing my phone up this morning…” He sighed softly. Yuji had a bad habit of spamming his phone with an overabundance of positive texts, or any and all memes he found that he thought were funny… most of the time they weren’t.

“I’ll go talk to him,” He nodded, standing up from his desk. “Thank you for coming to me.”

Back In Yuji’s room, he had actually started to doze off watching the rain fall down his window when there was a knock at his door. He sighed, trying to ignore their efforts.

There was another knock, this one softer and a bit more hesitant than the first. 

“Guys, I’m not dead in here. you can stop checking on me.” He called out, half asleep.

“Itadori?”

Yuji perked up at the sound of the voice. “Nanamin?”

“Is it alright if I come in?”

The pinkette nodded, but realized he couldn’t see him. “Yeah, you can come in.” he responded, turning around to look at the door.

Nanami walked in and closed the door behind him, assessing Yuji carefully for any signs of distress. “I haven’t heard from you In a while… I wanted to check in on you.” He said, his voice softer than usual.

Itadori smiled a little, and when he did, Nanami could see just how exhausted the teen looked. “Yeah, sorry… I haven’t been on my phone.”

That in and of itself was alarming.

The blonde teacher approached him cautiously. “Yuji, you look like you haven’t been sleeping.” He observed out loud. “Is everything alright?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.” Itadori brushed off his concern, trying to shake off the fatigue. “Just didn’t sleep well last night.”

“Watching too many Jennifer Lawrence movies, again?” There was a note of teasing on his words as he spoke to the pink haired boy. (Okay, more than a note.)

Yuji felt his face heat up. “Noooo…” He subtly nudged his chair to conceal a stack of Jennifer Lawrence movies he had in fact been watching the night before. 

Nanami, of course, saw this. He let out a small chuckle as he idly picked up one of Itadori’s blankets from the floor, folding it as he spoke. “Yuji, if something is bothering you… you know you can talk to me, right?” He asked, glancing up at the teen as he neatly set it down on the bed. “Even if you think it’s something minor…”

Yuji bit his lip and looked back out the window. “Yeah… I know that…It’s just my thoughts are so scrambled right now… I don’t even know how to start talking about what’s bothering me...”

Nanami frowned, picking up another blanket and approaching the pinkette with it. He carefully draped it around him and sat down next to him. “I understand…”

A memory flickered to the forefront of his mind, he recalled saying something similar to his best friend when he was Yuji’s age. Haibara had responded by looking for the fluffiest, most comforting blanket he could find in their dorm room and damn near smothered Kento with it as he wrapped him up in it and hugged him tightly.  

It was times like this that he wished Yu had still been alive, he’d be much better at this sort of thing than he was… “I’m sorry.” Kento said softly, his hands firmly grasping his students shoulders. “Is there anything I can do to help?”

Yuji looked at the window, the rain and wind had kicked up even more outside. “Can I… have a hug?”

Nanami nodded, not hesitating to engulf him in a big protective hug at his request. “Of course you can.”

Yuji smiled, the warmth from the blanket and the warmth radiating from the tight hug was soothing to him. He wrapped his arms around Nanami in response, resting his head on his shoulder. 

As he sat there with him, the room silent save for the rain falling outside and the soft breathing, he felt his racing thoughts slowing down a bit… making more sense rather than being incoherent whispers speaking over each other.

But that soon became a problem too, as the reason for his anguish presented itself.

He was sad.

He was really fucking sad… He missed his grandpa. He was exhausted from trying to put on a brave front all the time, when the truth of the matter was; he was still just a scared, sad kid who missed the only family he had ever truly had...

As Nanami sat there holding the student, he felt him begin to tremble in his arms. “Itadori?” He asked softly, holding the teen tighter to try to silently reassure him he was okay.

“I’m… sorry…” Came the small, whimper of a reply. Small sobs escaped his shaking form as he buried his face in the blonde’s chest, his tears soaking into the blue fabric.

“Hey… don’t be sorry.” Kento responded, keeping his tone low and gentle in an attempt to soothe the boy. “It’s okay… shh… you’re okay.” He began rubbing circles into the pinkette’s back as he spoke. “I’m here with you and I’m not going anywhere…”

If Yuji hadn’t have already been crying, he would have been now. He clung onto his mentor like a scared child as he sobbed harder.

It became clear to Nanami just how much pain the boy was in, his muffled cries sounding anguished and terrified. It absolutely broke his heart, he wasn’t sure how to take the pain away from the usually bright light hearted teen, and he desperately wanted to.

“I’m so tired of being scared, Nanami!” he cried into his chest.

“Yuji… It’s going to be okay, you have nothing to be afraid of here. I’ll protect you.” The usually stoic teacher whispered in response.

“But who will protect you?” Itadori whimpered, burrowing further into his protective hold. “I can’t lose you too!!”

“Yuji…” Nanami felt his heart twist at the student’s outburst, he wished more than anything he could say that he wouldn’t lose him, and that everything would be okay in the end… but he knew from his own experience that wasn’t the case. He knew how cruel this line of work was… it didn’t discriminate with the lives it claimed.

“I can’t lose you…!” The boy sobbed, his frame shaking like a leaf in the blonde teacher’s strong arms. “P-Please…!”

“Shhh… hey, listen to me okay? I have no intentions of going anywhere.” Kento whispered, gently rocking Itadori in his arms. “Why are you so worried about me? I haven’t died yet.”

“I…” Yuji pulled back, looking up at Nanami with tears falling down his face. That also broke his heart. “I-I’ve been having these nightmares… Where y-you… you…”

“Shhh…” Nanami reached forward and gently pulled the crying pinkette back into his warm embrace, stroking his hair gently as he guided his head to rest against his chest. “Yuji, they’re just bad dreams… do you hear that? My heart is still beating. I’m still here. You’re okay… I’ve got you.”

This seemed to soothe some of anguish the boy was feeling, his sobs becoming small whimpers as he began to calm down at the sound of Nanami’s heartbeat in his ear.

They sat there In silence together for a while, the only other sound in the room was the rain hitting Yuji’s window and his sniffles and whimpers.

But soon those would silence too, and Itadori would slowly pull away from Nanami again. His eyes were puffy from all the crying he’d done, and his face was tear stained. “N-Nanamin?”

“Yes?”

“Th-Thank you…”

The blonde smiled softly at him, gently wiping away some of the remaining tears from his face. “Of course…” 

Yuji giggled a bit as Kento grazed against his neck when wiping his tears away, causing the blonde to pause and give him a confused look. “What was that?”

“Nothing.” Itadori said quickly, smiling nervously as his mentor stared at him.

Oh?

Nanami smirked, ghosting his fingers along Itadori’s neck, causing him to squeak and recoil with a giggle. “Nothing? Are you sure about that?”

“Nanami…”

“Itadori… you wouldn’t happen to be… ticklish, would you?”

“W-Well would you look at the time? I’m gonna be late for my training session with Gojo and-- ACK!”

“Oh no you don’t.” Kento grabbed onto the pinkette before he could escape, pulling him back into his arms and pinning him against him. “Even if you did have training with Gojo right now, which you don’t because he’s out of town… I’m not letting you off the hook that easily.”

“Wh-What did I do?”

“I told you I’d protect you… that includes from yourself and your sadness.”

“But Nanamin… I’m not sad any--eeeeehehehehehe!” Yuji’s protests were interrupted by a squeal followed by adorably bubbly giggles as Nanami began to tickle him.

“Oh please, don’t insult my intelligence… I know you’re still sad, you’re just not crying anymore.” Nanami rolled his eyes fondly at the boy, squeezing at his side teasingly.

“Nahahahahanami! Ihihihit tickles!” Itadori whined, but despite his complaints he made no attempts to get away.

Nanami chuckled at his reactions, sneaking his hand underneath Yuji’s shirt to lightly tickle his bare side. “Does it now~? How unfortunate for you… because I have no intentions of stopping until you feel better~”

Yuji giggled harder as he leaned into Nanami’s hold. “Ihihihihi’m not sahahahahad anymore!”

“Itadori, It’s okay to be sad…” Nanami said soothingly, skittering his fingers up and down his ribs as he spoke. “It’s okay to feel what you’re feeling… but that doesn’t mean I’m going to let you suffer through it alone.”

The most adorable thing about this whole thing? Yuji wasn’t resisting, he was actually angling himself in ways that would give Nanami more access to his ticklish spots… which he found utterly adorable.

“Itadori, you know… you could at least pretend to want to get away~” Kento chuckled in amusement at his student.

“I dohohoho want to get ahahaway!” Yuji lied… because If he really wanted to get away, he totally could.

“Oh, you do, hm? Is that why you’re rolling around like a puppy trying to get me to scratch its belly?” Nanami couldn’t help but tease the boy, his fingers drifting to Yuji’s stomach. “Is this what you were looking for~?”

Itadori squealed as he felt Nanami’s fingers lightly dance across his toned stomach, practically melting in his mentor's hold as he laughed harder. “EHEHEHEHEEK!”

It’s now coming to Itadori’s attention that he may… and I repeat; may be… enjoying this. (He is.) 

Sure, every once In a while he’ll get the occasional poke here and there, or Gojo will be… well, Gojo… and tickle the absolute snot out of him but… Nanami’s tickles are much more gentle and affectionate. It’s almost relaxing in a sense… plus he never knew his parents, and his grandfather wasn’t exactly the most physically affectionate so it’s kind of healing to his inner child right now to be tickled by someone he views as a father figure.

Also, he just really loves playing around with him like this… this isn’t a side anyone sees of Nanami.

Did I mention Yuji is an adorable ball of sunshine yet? because he totally is.

“Ah, that was definitely what you wanted…” Nanami teased, his fingers tracing teasingly along his stomach, producing the most adorable giggles he’s heard in a very long time.

“Nahahahahanamin! Nohohohoho! Nahahat the behehehelly!” Yuji squealed, covering his face as his half hearted protests fell on deaf ears.

“Not the belly? why not? It seems like as good a spot as any…” Nanami hummed thoughtfully, pretending to consider it for a moment. “Hmm… Nope, sorry. I think I’m going to stay right here for a bit longer, you’re a tough kid, you can take it.”

Yuji squealed again as his stomach was tickled with more vigor.

‘Seriously, brat? He’s not kidding… You really are like a dog who wants his stomach rubbed. The only thing you’re missing is the damn leg kick.’ Sukuna taunted Yuji internally.  

‘Suhuhuhukuna shuhuhuhut up!’ Poor Yuji couldn’t even escape the teasing in his mind.

‘You know you could easily get this to stop, don’t you? Just allow me control and--’

‘Absolutely nahahahat!’

‘Why not? Don’t tell me… you actually ENJOY this, do you?’

‘Ihihihim not gonna lehehehet you hurt him!’

‘How pathetic… you truly are an annoying brat.’

“Nahahahanamihihihi plehehehease!”

The blond relented his attack, allowing the pinkette to catch his breath. “Are you feeling any better yet?” He asked gently, keeping his unofficial son trapped in his grasp as he calmed down.

Yuji nodded, giggling a bit still. “Y-Yeah.. thanks dad.”

Oh fuck.

He didn’t just…

Nanami froze as he heard those words come out of Itadori’s mouth.

Itadori panicked inwardly, his distress making Sukuna chuckle in amusement in the back of his mind. “I-I mean… yeah, thanks dad.” He said much more sarcastically this time, hoping that Nanami would go for it.

He did not. 

“Yuji… did you just… call me dad?”

Yuji felt himself tear up, fearful that he just ruined the relationship he had with Nanami. “Y-Yeah, but I meant it in a joking way.”

Kento frowned, he knew by the way the boy’s voice quivered that he was lying. “Yuji…”

“I-I’m sorry.” Yuji shook his head and closed his eyes, trying to contain his emotions. “I-I didn’t mean to… I-It… It jus-- EEK!”

Yuji shrieked as Nanami resumed his ticklish attack, now holding the teen’s arms above his head and tickling under his arms.

“NAHAHAHAHANAMI?? AHAHAHAHAHAHA! WHYHYHYHYHY ARE YOU TICKLING MEHEHEHE??”

“Because you’re sad again.” Nanami answered simply.

“AHAHAHAHAREN’T YOU MAHAHAHAD AT MEHEHE??”

Nanami leaned down a bit so he could speak directly into Yuji’s ear. “Why would I be mad?” His voice was low and calm, as if he wasn’t completely annihilating Yuji with tickles right now.

“BEHEHEHECAUSE IHIHIHI CALLED YOU-- EeEeEeEeEEEEK!” Yuji shrieked as Nanami blew a raspberry against his neck, cutting him off. “NAHAHAHAHA!!”

“I seem to have missed the part where you did something to make me mad…” Nanami smiled a bit, his fingers not slowing their pace against Itadori’s ticklish armpit whatsoever.

“BUHUHUHUT IHIHI… IHIHI CALLED YOUHUHU DAHAHAD-- AIEEE!”

Itadori was interrupted by another raspberry against his neck. “And?”

“IHIHIHIHIM SOHOHOHORRYEEEEHEHEHEHE!” Yuji shrieked again as he dealt another massive raspberry against his neck. Before he could form semi coherent sentences again, Nanami laid him down on his back on his bed and pinned his arms down above his head.

“Yuji Itadori… If you apologize to me again, you’re going to regret it.” Nanami said sternly, though his green eyes sparkled as his gaze remained gentle on the teen. “My cursed technique isn’t just useful for inflicting pain…It can also be used to make ticklish troublemakers even more ticklish…”

Yuji took a moment to catch his breath, and tried to collect his thoughts before responding. “N-Nanamin… Why aren’t you mad at me…?”

“I told you, you haven’t said anything to upset me.”

“But… I called you… D-Dad… That doesn’t upset you?”

Nanami smiled. “No… It doesn’t.” He let go of Itadori’s arms, and just let him lay there instead.

Yuji frowned, tears quickly flooding his eyes as he looked away. “You can’t possibly mean that… you’re just trying to reassure me-EEEE--” the pinkette squealed and began cackling again as Nanami blew a raspberry on his stomach.

“New rule, every time you apologize for no reason or overthink, I’m going to tickle you.” Kento smirked, watching as the boy composed himself again.

“B-But…”

“Yuji… I’m not just trying to reassure you. I meant that.” Nanami’s voice was gentle as he spoke. “If calling me Dad makes you happy then… you can call me that any time you want.”

Itadori sat up slowly, his eyes still sparkly with tears. “Y-You… really don’t mind?”

“Of course not.” Kento reached forward and wiped Yuji’s tears. “I happen to care about you.”

Welp. That did it… again.

Yuji started sobbing again, leaning forward and burying his face in Nanami’s chest as he ugly cried

Kento pulled him into a comforting hug, rubbing soothing circles into his back. “Shh… It’s okay now… You’re safe.”

‘You truly are a pathetic creature, you know that?’

‘That may be… but at least I’M loved sooo… suck it.’

After a few more minutes Yuji began to calm down, and he pulled back from Nanami. “Thank you… I needed that.” He smiled, wiping his eyes.

“You don’t have to thank me for comforting you, you know…” Nanami mused. “I really don’t mind.”

“Heh… Yeah I guess you’re right… sorry-- EEHEHEHE!” Yuji shrieked as Nanami reached forward and tickled his stomach, after using ratio to make him even more ticklish, of course.

“You never learn, do you?” Nanami sighed, though his words may have come out as disappointed, the playful glimmer in his eyes betrayed him.

It seemed It was going to take some time for Yuji to learn not to be so apologetic and overthink so much, and Nanami was content to keep tickling him until he got that message through his skull… Yuji was also content to let it happen.

[dirtfacedgospel]

sometimes. sometimes i go absolutely feral about jackson oz. jackson oz who neither wanted nor deserved anything that happened to him. a perpetual phoenix dragging himself out the ashes whether he wanted to or not because people needed him. a boy so scared of his father he begged his mother to run, who rebuilt his life a world away from the one he knew. a boy who grew into a man and got married only to have his wife and infant son die horrifically before he was even twenty years old. a man whose father, just when they'd begun to reconcile, killed himself and ruined any chance of him having a professional career in one swoop. a man who got dragged into a futile attempt to save the world all because he had to save his brother. a man who held the woman he loved in his arms as she died and then was forced to kill his mother just days later, all while his body tore itself apart thanks to his very dna. who was forced to make an impossible decision and let one of his best friends die to protect that friend's daughter. who was cast out of society entirely thanks to the betrayal of another friend and was branded the man who broke the entire fucking planet because of his father's actions instead of his own. who found out in the most horrific way possible that his child had not been killed after all but instead taken from his dead wife's arms and raised to hate him. a man who just wanted a quiet life with his family and had it ripped away from him again and again and again.

i just. aaaaaaaaaaaa.

[tavern-of-the-multiverse]

why didnt i watch bnha sooner im such a loser

[the10thdoctor]

//any mutuals want a starter?

[kindred-spirit-93]

I- OH? HELLO?? *explodes into a million tiny pieces*

asdfghjkjhdhjkjhgfds my eyes have been blessed, my crops watered, my depression healed, its not delivery it digorno, the whole 9 yards.

--

DYING DEAD FUCKING DECEASED I LOVE THIS SO MUCH IM GOING FERAL AAAAAAAAAAAA

little shit telemachus omfg he may not be physically strong but hes got his fathers sharp tongue and even sharper wit

NEO MY SON OH MI GOD I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM LET HIM LIVE

neo nearly killing tele is actually reaching first base. this is how dating worked back in the day u guys yall dont get it.

in fact tele being like shut ur ass up. meet me tmrw and do it again IS HIM FLIRTING BACK AHAHAHAHHAHA

(pretty sure odypen fought to the death on their first date... verbally at least they can and will roast you within an inch of ur life, you will be praying to hestia to lessen the flames lmao)

"glorified guard dog" *ohhhh roasted meme sound effect*

tele u are wild and i love u for it. get his ass. make him feel loved

THE BANDAGES TELE WRAPPED WHOOP WHOOP

"blame neo, the gods know hell blame himself" 🥺🥺🥺🥺

hes just like me frfr imeda stop calling me out in ways i wasnt aware could be called out.

guys tele just proposed to him. its called subtext /j

TELEMACHUS IS THE LIGHT OF HIS LIFE OH FUCK ME ITS TOO EARLY TO BE GIGGLING AND UGLY SOBBING

ngl i think the brain is more squishy than soft but potato potato

the serotonin this gave me is going to last me till le new year tysm

*gets revived only to explode again, this time with glitter*

*holds smol water gun to ur head* gimme some neomachus

hiiii i hope ur doing well and taking care of urself :D!!!

*throws blueberry muffin at u and leaves*

LMFAO well since i’m being threatened i suppose i must!! i think ive posted parts of this scene before, but never the full thing! it’s not completely finished (esp the ending which i want to add more onto bc i feel it ends very abruptly) but ive had no time recently so… this is what we’ve got

luckily my last final is dec 15th so i will be much more free after that. i’ve been missing the boys sm i’ve barely touched their google doc in all of december. i srsly need to stop procrastinating bc i have GOT to finish this research essay on queer exile bc that and my final exam are the last two things plaguing me for this semester

I HOPE YOURE DOING WELL ALSO!!!! rooting for you and hope everything is great!! i will take the blueberry muffin gleefully bc coincidentally, i baked a batch of chocolate chip muffins a few days ago

[domsaysstuff]

Tagged by @elmindredaniq to say my 9 favorite films which thank you hon!

Okay so the problem with me and movies is that whenever someone asks me about my favorites I suddenly forget every movie to ever exist and also I can't really categorize any movie in like really "favorite" category but I'll show and tell y'all some movies that are very dear to me.

1. the half of it

Okay so this movie is such a comfort to me? Like it's about this blossoming friendship between a local himbo and a lesbian and there is a sapphic love story in the background and it's so soft and tender and gentle. The thing is I love friendships and I think we focus so little on them and this one just scratched the itch, like noone gets the final girl at the end but he does chase after that fucking friend after his lesbian best friend because he loves her. Platonically, and idk just the way he tried to get along with her father and the way she tried to support his dreams and just platonic soulmates do things to me. And the cinematography is stunning. And like I said we do get a wlw storyline, like what can I girl want more?

2. Spiderman into the spiderverse.

It's fun, it's comfort, the art is fucking amazing, the story too, the leap of faith moment? Fucking legendary, i will never not be in awe of it. The son-father relationship? The found family?THE SOUNDTRACKS AND MOTIFS WITHIN IT I'm just grrrr brain go brrrr.

3. Pride & Prejudice.

I will never not love this movie, it's just so *screams*, the touches, mr darcy, how fucking joyful it is, how gentle, also I just love pride and prejudice and I'm sorry to every other adaptation but in my mind this is the one and it has nothing to do with my crush on Keira Knightley, not even a little (it does but shhh)

4. Jennifer's Body.

First of all my queer awaking, like this movie said, yes YOU DO LIKE GIRLS, like the kiss scene has done things to me and I have never been the same. I love this movie, it's for the girlies about that girlies and man get eaten, what more one could want?

5. 10 things I hate about you

C'mon it's a classic. We all love it, honestly Pat IS our pretty boi™ and the only men ever and Kat is so snarky and bitchy as she deserves, also it's just such a fun watch.

6. The Rocky Horror Picture Show.

It's campy, it's horny, it's loud, it's out there, it's fun and it's queer. Like definitely a comfort watch. Do I think there are some questionable things™ in it? Yes but i don't care, I love it, it's my queer comfort film and you could pry it off of ny dead cold hands.

7. I Killed My Mother

Listen, this movie shaped me. Like nothing understood my relationship with my mother when I was younger as this movie and sure some other movies that did have came out since then but by God was it the culprit of my younger self angst. I will never forget some lines from this movie, it's deeply ingraved in my brain. It also has a queer side story.

8. Whisper of the heart.

It's definitely a comfort watch, definitely even more so since I'm a writer myself. Like this movie is just so fucking kind if it comes to art and the love story God, my standards for love have risen since I watched it. I mean all Ghibli movies are good but by god this one is just making me feel things.

9. Love and Leashes.

Listen, this movie is just, I want to eat it. Sometimes still all I can think about is the pulling wax scene and the scene where she fucking steps over him in her heels, like I'm just so *AAAaaaaaaaaa* about it.

Honorary mentions; Tangled, How to Train Your Dragon, Kill Your Darlings, Kiki's Delivery Service

And my polish little precious queer movie that I treasure very much since I am polish and queer: Hiacynt

So yeah, probably if I thought a little longer the list would be different and longer and stuff but that's it.

I'm tagging @daltoneering @rainbowcolored7 @bestiesincrime @mortimerlatrice and @kin-kinn but like no pressure if you don't want to do it 🥰

[dmclemblems]

@garlandgerard said: lorenz literally cares so much. so where are his supports with dimitri

YES I’m still so sad they have nothing for supports. They have so many of the same morals and values. I feel like they’d work so well together in politics, and I also think that if they added Sylvain to the mix that they’d really get a lot done and help Fodlan progress. With the way they wrote Sylvain in AG, which mind you I think was phenomenal, I feel like they’d absolutely be able to fix the major issues in Fodlan.

I really appreciate that this game expresses just how much Lorenz cares about people’s lives. For him it’s not just about Leicester’s people or Gloucester’s people. He’s a lot like Dimitri in that he cares about all lives, and he feels a sense of obligation to protect commoners who can’t help themselves. They’re both people who are in a better place in society than the commoners and they want to use that position to help people who are less fortunate or can’t, for one reason or another, help themselves.

Honestly I think they’d both really respect each other and I’ve been disappointed at their minimal interactions in both games. They were a perfect opportunity for an amazing friendship that could genuinely help Fodlan. Plus since they both have respect for Claude, if Claude wanted to forge an alliance with them from Almyra, it would go a lot more smoothly if Lorenz and Dimitri were the ones responding to him.

We were utterly robbed of Lorenz and Dimitri interactions in both games AAAAAAAAAAAA.

colombia-chan said: Seriously when Lorenz dad is making sense there is a problem, no I don't count this route as a redemption arc for him that man possibly (definitely) killed Claude's uncle and Raphael's parents?!

Yeah see in this game I feel like Lorenz’s dad was absolutely in the right and that’s just weird. I feel like in Houses he was made out to be much more morally ambiguous? In this game he seems like a pretty alright dude and he’s completely on the right track about Claude. It does bother me about the whole, he’s right that the foreigner is a danger to Fodlan (even if he’s trying to help Leicester, he’s a danger to the rest of Fodlan so like... points for Erwin I guess), but in this game he’s just... kinda right. About everything lol.

When it comes to any kind of redemption arc I definitely split this game off in my mind from Houses. Since this is a totally alternate timeline, like, I don’t think Erwin was right at all in Houses. In Hopes he’s spot on and I can’t argue with his takes, and he also strikes me as a really caring and present father in his son’s life. He’s not all that bad to me in Hopes, but I separate that from Houses because the things he’s implied to have been doing/saying are pretty scummy and questionable. It kind of feels like two different people  to me, honestly? I guess maybe I can try to consider a happy medium where he’s questionable in what he does but could say he’s a loving father or something.

I was pretty surprised with his character in this game because I expected to not like him at all. I wouldn’t say he’s someone I like overall, but I definitely don’t hate the Erwin of this game. Still, it’s definitely odd being able to agree with him and hear his advice and be like wow, he nailed it. Very odd feeling lol.

[nyanaminsbread]

Imagine single dad! Nanami who's a banker and kindergarten teacher Gojo ( in this au Toji is a good dad and takes good care of Megumi and Tsumiki )

Like imagine Nanami dropping Yuuji off and Gojo always takes the chance to annoy and subtly look at Nanami ESPECIALLY when he doesn't have his blazer on and Nanami finds it amusing because it's not like Gojo is super subtle in his ogling.

And imagine, like the moment Nanami comes and picks Yuuji up from kindergarten, he's babbling about how Gojo found a cat today and let them all pet it and how he held Megumi's hand on their morning walk with Gojo sensei and how cool Gojo sensei is ... and slowly the months pass and Nanami realises he's more and more in love with Gojo because he's just so good with kids and he's really good looking too ( imagine Yuuji asking Nanami if he could marry Gojo so he could have 2 dads and Nanami just chokes on his coffee HAHA )

One day, Nanami's running extremely late because he got held up by work and he when he gets there, Gojo's still there, taking care of Yuuji and Yuuji's already sleeping soundly by the time Nanami gets there, and Nanami thanks Gojo and hands him a bento he got and some tea and goes like " This is for you, Gojo-san, thank you for taking care of my son, he talks a lot about you at home, " And Gojo is very flattered but goes, " He does ? " and Nanami laughs a little and goes, " Yeah, you could say like father like son . " and he gives Gojo a leave home too ...

And it doesn't hit Gojo until he's eating the bento at home and reading and rereading the handwritten note that Nanami wrote for him that wait, that means Nanami talks about him too ??

AND imagine if one day, Nanami has to go back to office on short notice and Gojo knows and volunteers to take care of Yuuji, and as he's tucking Yuuji into bed, Yuuji mumbles, " Gojo sensei, can you be my second dad ? Papa told me you had to say yes ... " and Gojo's just like " Well, I'd like to be your second dad, Yuuji. That way I could have you and Nanami beside me forever ! " and Yuuji just falls asleep after a while and Gojo starts to Consider their Dynamics because he does love Yuuji and Nanami and Nanami's his exact type and sometimes Nanami does invite him over to their house for dinner and for meals so that counts for something too ... and eventually Gojo ends up falling asleep while sitting next to the bed and Nanami gets home and tucks Gojo into bed and sleeps on the couch ...

Eventually Nanami confesses to Gojo after kindergarten ends, like he rolls up to kindergarten with a big bouquet of flowers and Gojo's very touched and also confesses his feelings to Nanami and they smooch and Yuuji is overjoyed and tells everyone who will listen ( including the old ladies at the grocery store ) that he now has two dads AND IMAGINE Nanami, Gojo, and Yuuji having matching family shirts and going on a zoo outing aaaaaaaaaaaa

@fingersnapples first thank you for liking this concept <33 I worked really hard on this so I'm happy you like this AND

for more serotonin, CONSIDER now every morning Nanami wakes Gojo and Yuuji up, and he drives all of them to kindergarten and Yuuji's super happy because his Gojo sensei is now his second dad which means the magic and fun of kindergarten extends past kindergarten ... so while Nanami is busy at work, Gojo takes care of Yuuji and brings him for grocery runs and on walks to the familymart where he without fail buys Yuuji and himself a matcha soft serve and to the bakery where they get free bread ( thanks to cute little Yuuji ) and they walk home together and stop to pet every single cat they see ... AND when Nanami gets home he sees his husband and his son curled up on the bed and sleeping soundly ( he takes a picture and uses it as his lockscreen )

@ice-icebaby YES OMGNGJJFFN THIS ADDITION IS PERFECTION ... LIKE LITERALLY IDK WHAT ELSE TO SAY BC THIS IS THE PERFECT CONTINUATION (｡♡‿♡｡)

[anomalocrisis]

Hey. You. I want to know about your characters please? 🥺

I--,, Ok i dont know on which one to start,, so i'll do like quick bios and shit with pics of my boys (lies)

I just want to say these dudes are from waaayy back to when i was 12, and im still building on them, so,,

First ONE!, my sweet little angel,, FL-11X Aka. Felix!

This poor motherfucker used to be a basic af model mainly used for costumer service, he was being deployed as a receptionist for the main building for his creator company, until The Incident happened, the day he lost all his limbs and a big chuck of memory.

He was thrown in the trash, deemed as unusable and nothing more than scrap, until an old lady found him still barely functioning, she took him with her and took him to her local repair shop and the mechanic did what she could to save him, his limbs were replaced with obviously lower quality ones and they don't match well with what remained from his old frame but they work! (kind of)

When i say that the lady took him with her, i really meant it. FL-11X became like,, his adopted grandchild, not son, grandchild. Once FL-11X was repaired, he had nowhere to go, so the lady just let him stay with her, after a while she did the needed paperwork so FL-11X, now called "Felix", could legally live with her as her "caregiver", you know, since old age, just so they hadn't to take him away.

She really spoils him, she lets Felix try anything that catches his eyes optics? sensors?

The Next one is my literally sweet boy man, Sayvius!!

This man has nothing to do with Felix! This man is made of honey and he fucking hates humans!

A literal living Mellified Man, yes he's based on Lemon demon Sweet Bod if you want.

This motherfucker, man. I love him. He has like 3 jobs, dude. he barely has money despite of that, he lives in a fucking abandoned house that he acclimated.

I don't know what to tell you bc i ABSOLUTELY LOVE EVERYTHING I MADE UP ABOUT HIM, His limbs produce healing honey (he sells it), he's practically a dead person, but not really? He needs to constantly eat meat so the honey he produces doesn't consume his body, He's a waiter in the local Tavern on the only-monsters commune where he lives, His Mom (who i also adore) is a human-fucker, making his dad a human DESPITE he hating humans.

I JUST-- AAAAAAAAAAAA

[OLD AF DRAWING] SLITES!! a local fisherman that has a broken dream about being a pirate... so he buys in the aesthetic! also he's one of, if not THE BEST FRIEND of Sayvius.

He's really a fish aficionado, so he fishes and cooks them and he sells the fish raw or cooked. mf goes to the beach and then comes back to tell Sayvius about his new fish findings and asks him if he can use the kitchen to cut them open and cook them and then slap Sayvius hand when he wants to taste the fish raw.

He also carries super sharp knives with him everywhere he goes.

Slites is way more chill about humans than Sayvius and he usually tells him to relax about them, since his brother, Kridate, lives in the city and he constantly goes to visit him. He also gets annoyed when people confuse him with vampires bc he isn't one, or so he claims.

Either way, these two love to sit in the "porch" and talk bad about life.

Now, My boy Glyzer!! He has nothing to do with the prior ones!

He was supposed to be the heir to the throne for his planet, but he said "haha nope" and ran away! now he's wanders through the cosmos and he's a proud single father of a kid who saw alone and that wanted to join him in his adventure.

Glyzer is quite a mf, since he's kinda used to a life of luxury, but that doesn't stop him from wanting to learn how to do stuff, he's also quite stupid and doesn't know how to manage money (he tries)

The kid in question

Vip, They used to live with his uncle and aunt who treated they more as a tool than a person, They encountered Glyzer one day in the market and practically became his guide for his whole stay, one day Glyzer saw how their family treated them and decided to stand up for them, and then they pulled an "Adopt me, Miss Honey! You can adopt me!"

Glyzer was reluctant but in the end Vip joined his journey with no destination.

Vip is cute, and they know that, so despite looking clueless most of the time, they're really smart, so Glyzer and them use eachother for getting free stuff once they end up with no money and have to look for a temporary job.

Another one, Kamaleon!

Tokusatsu inspired as you can see. he's a robot made from scratch by a dude, who then, with his roomie teach him how to function.

He usually goes out and does the functions a local hero would do, people think he's a human in a suit instead of a robot, so they roll with it.

When he interacts with people for almost anything he gets a little stiffy and doesn't know how to move or what to say. He has also stopped some robbery attempts totally accident, gaining some following online and shit.

Kamaleon's "Team" also got into making stage shows because, why the fuck not, so they have this whole thing where Liam, the roomie was the og villain for him, but then he became a sidekick to Kamaleon when someone else started to show up to the stage shows as a bigger villain to be defeated. the fun thing is that no one knows who that guys is but they keep showing up at shows and making tweets about how "evil" they are and how are going to defeat kamaleon and challenging him, and the kids love it, so yay!!

also, since Kamaleon is a robot i can retcon him to Felix story and i can make him a Kamaleon fan, big win for me.

[casmick-consequences]

i know right now it's chaotic, but i've been psyching myself up for this for 2 hours and i'm not gonna back out because misha decided to say cas fucks. i have a drawing for you :>

they are father and son because it's really just about god and his less-powerful father and they love each other unconditionally not for what they can do but because of who they are :')

they're also holding hands in their trueform and irl

!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAA

[sleepyeule]

I NEED MORE ABOUT KAY-REN OMG AAAAAAAAAAAA

have this doodles and some tidbits about Kay-Ren huehue

-She used to have a wife and son (they’re missing currently.)-Her planet prides themselves on their architecture, and she used to work as a construction worker.-She’s the first and only one who is able to beat Lenna in combat.-She’s the first servant that is hired to serve under Lenna.-Kay-Ren has an unusual long lifespan Also here’s an example of Kay-Ren’s dynamic with Lenna’s fathervvv