#He's a genuinely good guy who is generally level headed and very kind too

[arolesbianism]

Finally fixating on some nugget relationships that aren't horrible for everyone I love friendship <3

[cxffecoupx]

universe factory

you're live, but all your fans can talk about is 'universe factory'. what in the world is that??

[yourusername is going live right now.]

"hii~ hi you guys, I've missed you!"

"'i see the headphones; will you be gaming today?' yes yes, very keen observation. there's this new game that's launched recently, called 'good coffee, great coffee'. I'll be playing that today."

"for those who don't know, its a game where you basically just have to make coffees for the customers, but they can really be a pain in the butt so you also have to make sure you're doing everything correctly and such. it's really fun though, because it's got an interesting storyline with it where you get to meet other characters too. it's reaaally fun, you should try it out."

you take a moment to read a few of the comments, where fans ask about the game, upcoming works and your life in general.

"okay guys, going to finish a round. i'll read your comments after that."

the next 5 minutes is spent finishing the game, brows furrowed in concentration as you navigate through the level, curses occasionally coming out your lips when the customers give a bad rating, but you're quick to shut them out. after the round ends, you turn to your phone.

"hello again, i've finished day 75 in the game, and i'm fairly pissed at some of the customers who ordered a vanilla latte and then complained when i gave them a... vanilla latte."

you skim through a few more comments before deciding on one.

"'omg is this universe factory?' ...what is a universe factory? i've been seeing a few dozen comments about it, but i really don't know guys."

"'it looks so similar to universe factory aah i can't believe it' guys i genuinely don't know what you're talking about. what is a universe factory? why is everyone talking about it?"

as you watch more comments flood in, you notice most of them are now related to this thing, or whatever, that they're calling 'universe factory', and a look of confusion glazes your face. a while later, clarifications start coming in.

"'it's seventeen woozi's studio. the lights seem very similar to that' ohh well, clearly there's no reason for me to be there heh. these lights were actually a recent upgrade that i did to my room. for the vibes and all... but thank you for the classification! i assure you, this is just my room, not the factory you're mentioning."

"although," you add after taking a few sips of your cola, "i'd love to work with them someday. it's like a bucket list thing, kind of. deep down on the list, though, because it seems pretty unachievable. but they're really talented and amazing, so i'd love to keep hoping."

"anyways, i'm getting back to my game. see you after another round," you conclude and begin the game. the live goes on for about an hour, before you decide that any more could actually become detrimental to your idol image and health.

"well, i guess i should end the live soon before i lose my sanity. thank you so much for watching, guys. thank you for just watching me make coffees for people in a game. i love you, take care, i'll see you next week! bye bye."

once you're sure the live's over, you can only stretch your arms and take in a huge breath before sighing. just as you reach for your cup of cola, two hands pop out of nowhere and pull your cheeks. you turn your head to see jihoon standing beside you, a huge smile plastered to his face.

a rare sight truly.

"hi, my love," he says before pressing a smooch to the top of your head and sitting on the sofa beside your table.

"i'll never understand how you did a live for 6 freaking hours," you speak through sips and he chuckles. "i could barely finish one hour and that's cause i was playing games."

"well, it was just me talking about anime, so i guess i didnt realise time pass by."

"still impressive. oh! and also, the fans almost caught onto us, you know?"

"yeah, i was watching. but you handled it so well."

"aww you softie... but seriously, i thought they might have figured it out. weren't you worried we might get exposed?"

he just waves his hand, shaking his head. "nah. i knew you'd handle it well," he says and takes your hand in his.

"also, even if we do get exposed, i'm not worried. i'd only be glad that the world finally knows we're together," he brings your hand to his lips to press a kiss.

you can't help but smile.

"aah lee jihoon. who knew you'd say such romantic things out of nowhere?"

"it's just what you do to me. by the way, you were saying you wanted to work with me sometime...? you do realise i've got a few tracks of us, right? working hot and heavy with each other?"

a/n: this was waaay better in my head than whatever this turned out to be. this is also a way for me to speak about the game I've been playing recently. anyone here who plays 'good coffee great coffee', hmu i wanna exchange souls w u (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠❤

[astrobydalia]

Numerology observations

I've genuinely learned a lot from @novy2sirius when it comes to numerology so much so that it has helped me make so much sense out of many experience in my life. Therefore I wanted to share some numerology observations with all of you.

astrobydalia

People with 9 energy are so deceitful, they are easily seen as innocent. On the contrary people can see 9s as someone pretty suspicious because they have an air of mystery to them and are the kind of person who you think you know but actually you don't like at all. They always hide the most BIZARRE shit, I'm telling you their life is SO weird. This is how I see 9 people tbh lmao

I've never met a 11 life path person that was emotionally okay, but the weird thing is that they tend to want to lie to themselves and pretend they are okay all the time. All the ones that've met had diagnosed depression and spent big chunks of their lives in very VERY low lows like it's truly hard to watch. Also, random note but I've seen that they are secretly very resentful too and have a hard time letting go of things and moving on. Most of the 11 people I've met had Earth Moon or strong Saturn influence in their moon

Also, I met a 11 guy once who would often say "I have no doubt in my mind that I will be famous" lol (11 is rated to fame)

22 is a more chill number. I've seen more developed 22s than developed 11s. 22 people are very mature and level-headed, tend to have very balanced mindset for most things. However they tend to think they're the only ones who know best, they give good advice but suck at taking any.

So one of the things Novy said is that the date you meet someone in will be a significant energy in the relationship you have with them. Every person I've met on a 5 day are people I travel a lot with or people I've had long-distance relationships with (5 is related travel)

I don't have much experience with 2 energy but from what I've seen it is pretty mellow energy. The people with 2 energy are pretty harmless individuals even when they have other intense energies going on

I get along with 7 life path people cause I'm a 5 but something I've noticed about these people is that they really do struggle making genuine connections "from the heart" if that makes sense. They always rationalize getting in and out of a relationship giving more importance to practical/beneficial reasons rather than emotional ones. When they do try to follow their heart they fail miserably cause they confuse making decisions from their heart with total recklessness

Life path 1 people are so.... immature. And have very obvious anger issues. They have the patience and emotional regulation of a toddler, really do embody the Aries stereotype. At their worst they can be pretty intolerant towards other's pov. Yeah life path 1 is very passionate and driven and all and I do get along with them but I also tend to keep at arms length a little cause they're energy is very chaotic and destructive tbh

Let me tell you too that unhealthy life path 1 people are one of the most CRUEL and mean people I've ever seen like... it's giving blood lust (not literally but you know what I mean)

Life path 6 can indeed be caring and generous but I've met a lot of them who are actually very selfish, greedy and materialistic. It's like they see life mostly through the lens of material gain. They literally remind me of this clip fr.

I have good experience with 6 people tho. My manager for example is a 6 life path and I literally don't know what I'd do without him, he's so patient, always there when I need him and is always on my side even when I mess up. 6 people are also very good at setting healthy boundaries too

A lot of the life path 6 I've met had taurus placements or where earth doms astrologically

The number I struggle getting along with the most is 4 tbh. They are huge party poppers even when they're healthy and have more need for control than 8s imo. A lot of 4 people I know are the type to rain on your parade for no reason in the name of being "realistic" but really they're just being bitter imo. I know 4 people have a hard life but I've noticed they tend to often have this attitude of "if I couldn't be happy then you can't either"

What I've noticed with 8 people is that yes they can be controlling but it's not like they go around policing others like 4s do. 8s control in a very subtle and indirect way, it really reminds me a lot of scorpio energy/8th house placements. It's more like they keep in control in any situation by staying low-key and are the kind of people that is hard to knock down, yet they know how to get under other's skin

I'd describe 8s as more domineering. They can be pretty chill, fun and won't mess with anyone as long as they feel like they have the upper hand in situations. That's why they are stubborn af and refuse to be wrong and why they do not react well AT ALL to animosity. This also means that at their worst tend to have HUGE superiority complex and will minimize others and be condescending just to feel superior

One time I witnessed an argument between a 1 and an 8 (it was messy) and even tho the 8 person was wrong imo they made the 1 person back down eventually (which, if you know how 1s are, that's a huge thing) and from that experience I learned that you're better off disagreeing with a 1 than disagreeing with an 8

People with 3 energy have such a refreshing energy I love them!!!! The type to keep a young spirit regardless of their age but like in a good way. Their sense of hope and optimism can't be crushed, all the ones I've met were the kind of people who always knew how to bounce back from difficult situations.

astrobydalia

[atleastpleasetelephone]

Little Darling

Chapter 1 - See You Hiding In Plain Sight

It's 1997, and Elvis is still alive and well. He quit music in 1972 after a successful world tour, and now he runs Presley Studios - teaching people karate across America. His daughter and grandchildren are regular visitors at Graceland, and when he’s in Memphis he likes to do a little teaching. His life is quieter now, though. Most of the Mafia have gone - going to live their own lives - and after his divorce from his second wife, Elvis is sworn off women for good. Will a Welsh girl with a wicked sense of humour be the one to make him break his promise to himself not to fall in love again?

The masterlist is here.

Pairing: Old Man!Elvis x OC - Tegan, a Welsh girl he meets at karate class.

Word Count: 5K ish

TWs: Little bit of angst - Tegan cries.

A/N: I have genuinely ummed and ahhed about posting this, so please, if you enjoy it let me know in the comments / give it a reblog.

Elvis does another lap around the hall, watching the little groups of people being taught by the black belt students. This is his first time teaching karate in Memphis for a few months, he’s been busy setting up a new Presley Studio in Manhattan and it’s really taken it out of him. He’s glad to be back home at Graceland. There’s always a sense of peace there, though there aren’t as many people around as he would like, his old friends are still nearby and it’s good to see them.

He generally tends to stick to high-level supervision at the Memphis classes when he’s there, just keeping an eye on things, not directly teaching too much. It’s an important part of grading so he doesn’t want to take that away from his more able students. But sometimes he can’t resist, and this is one of those times. There are a couple of women taking it in turns to roundhouse kick the pad, whilst one of his less confident black belts tries to explain to them what they’re doing wrong. It’s clearly not going very well, since they’re not improving and one of them is starting to look ever so slightly upset about it. He decides to intervene. 

“Hey, Charlene, is it?” 

The black belt flushes red immediately and nods. 

“Ah honey, why dontcha let me take over here for five. You go and help out the bigger group.”

“Sure,” Charlene replies, scurrying off to do as she’s told. She’s not used to Elvis being there and she can’t help but find him intimidating, especially when it seems like he thinks she’s not doing a good job. 

Elvis smiles after her and then looks back to the other two women. “Hi there. I’m Elvis. Feet together, bow.”

They both quickly put their feet together and bow back to him, but he immediately notices that one of them looks at the floor whilst she’s doing it. The same woman who was looking a little upset a minute ago. 

“Hey, honey. What’s your name?”

“Tegan.”

“Tegan. And you?”

“Maria.”

“Tegan and Maria. Okay, let's try that bow again and this time keep your eyes on me. You need to keep your eyes on your opponent at all times, even before you actually start fighting. Okay?”

They both nod, and repeat the bow. Tegan can feel herself blushing a little being made to keep her eyes on him. She hadn’t really been expecting The Elvis Presley to turn up to this class, even though she had heard rumours that sometimes he did. Obviously she’d had a crush on him when she was younger - who hadn’t - but even now she wouldn’t say no. He might be older, but he’s still an attractive guy. His bright blue eyes contrast with his full head of snowy white hair, both of which are set off by the black gi he’s wearing. He’s charismatic, too. He stares back at her with a kind of fierce intensity that makes her want to immediately forfeit the fight, if they were actually going to have one. He wouldn’t even need to lift a finger. 

“Okay, let me show you a roundhouse off the front foot.”

Elvis spends the next fifteen minutes or so drilling kicks with the two women, demonstrating himself and then giving them detailed feedback. Maria is completely laid back, takes everything in stride and makes good progress. Tegan makes progress too, but Elvis can see something simmering away there under the surface. Watches her clench her jaw when she gets frustrated, and try to cover up with laughter when he tells her what she’s doing wrong. 

“Okay. Take five, have some water.”

Elvis feels like he needs to take more than five right now, he’s still exhausted from the flight and he probably demonstrated more kicks than were strictly necessary. Showing off? Trying to prove he’s still got it? He sits down on one of the benches and sighs a little. This is one of those days where he really feels like an old man. 

Tegan sits down next to him as Maria goes for a toilet break.

“I didn’t realise you actually taught here. I thought maybe you’d just show up for a bit.” She begins, then pauses awkwardly, realising that had come out rather more bluntly than she’d meant. “Sorry, that sounded rude.”

Elvis tilts his head to the side and frowns slightly, looking at her. “You ain’t from around here, are ya honey?”

“No. British. Well, Welsh to be exact.”

“Oh. Wales.” He’s tempted to make a Wales/whales joke, but the older he gets the more he tries to stay away from dad jokes. He figures they don’t help his image. 

“Yes. Not the big sea mammals, the little country.”

Elvis grins. She almost made his dad joke for him. “And what brings ya to Memphis, little Welsh girl?”

Tegan laughs a little and looks down. “I’m not really a girl or that little either. But I came for work, I guess.”

“You’ve not been here long if ya don’t know little girl is just what us guys call women sometimes. Like callin’ ya honey or baby. Jus’ a southern thing.”

She nods. “Yeah I got that. It just sounds weird to me. I’m almost 40.”

Elvis raises both eyebrows skywards. “Y’are? Ya don’t look a day over 25, honey.”

“Well, thanks. I think that must be flattery though, Mr Presley.” She smirks a little, and is gratified to get a flirtatious smile back. He’s a little too easy to flirt with and she can feel herself about to get carried away. 

Elvis opens his mouth to respond, then sees Maria on her way back. He hums instead, standing up and taking a drink of water. Tegan looks up at him, wondering what he was going to say, and if it really would’ve been so bad to say it in front of her friend. Then he tells them both it’s time for some punches and she stops wondering. 

The women are exhausted when the lesson finishes. Neither of them can remember being this tired after a session before, though they are both pretty much beginners so they haven’t been to many. 

“I’m going to say bye to Elvis,” Tegan tells her friend. 

The other woman raises an eyebrow, but doesn’t say anything. They’ve been close for a long time and Maria knows when the other woman is interested in someone. Though she’s surprised that it’s someone that much older, she’s glad that Tegan is interested in guys again, after the divorce. And the concept of her friend dating Elvis Presley is more than a little exciting. 

“I’ll see you in the car,” Maria tells her. 

Tegan feels a bit silly going to say bye to Elvis, she could see that little look on Maria’s face that suggested she thought she was being daft. But she can’t help it. She feels like he’s drawing her in like a moth to a flame. 

“Are you here next week too?” 

Elvis looks up from where he’s been rearranging the pads, ready for the next lesson. 

“Yeah I’m back in Memphis for a while now, so I’ll be checking in. I hope you’re gonna be keeping up your practice?”

Tegan nods. “We’ll be back next week.”

“Good. See you then.”

Elvis smiles broadly and holds eye contact for a little longer than strictly necessary. She smiles back, and then gives him a little wave and walks out to the car, wondering about what he’d just said. Does he just mean he hopes she’s going to carry on doing karate? Or does he mean he hopes he’ll see her again? He only mentioned her, not Maria, so maybe that means something. Or maybe as usual she’s reading too much into it. She sighs and opens the car door. She’ll just have to go back next week and see what happens. 

***

Tegan is a little disappointed when they don’t get any one on one time with Elvis at the next session and one of the more experienced black belts takes them through their paces instead. She sees him wandering about on the sidelines, coming over once or twice to give pointers but otherwise not that involved. He’s perfectly friendly, and when he smiles that lop-sided grin of his she feels her stomach flip-flop. But he doesn’t seem interested. She tries to stop wondering about his motives and concentrate on karate instead. That’s what she came here to do, after all.

“Taking it easy this week?” She asks him, as she puts her shoes back on at the end of the lesson. 

He cocks an eyebrow. “Whaddya mean?”

“Well, last week you were pretty hands on, teaching and everything,” she looks up at him as he stands there with one hand on his hip. “This week you’re just floating about. Taking it easy.” A teasing smile plays around her lips and Elvis finds himself smiling a little too. 

“I just don’t wanna overwhelm ya,” he replies. “I know how hard it must be for ya to hold that pad whilst I kick it. Bet yer arms were sore after last week.”

Tegan stands up, pulling her jacket on and grinning broadly now. “Oh I see. You’re saving my poor little girl arms.”

Elvis throws back his head and laughs at her almost pitch-perfect impression of the way he says “little girl”. He hadn’t been expecting that at all and he likes it.

“I’m sorry. Ya did tell me ya weren’t little or a girl.” He waggles his eyebrows a little. “I promise not ta pull my punches next week.”

Tegan flicks her hair out from underneath her jacket. “Okay. I’ll hold you to that.” She pauses, caught in another moment of staring into his eyes. Then she remembers where she is and shakes her head slightly. “See you next week!”

***

As the weeks go on, Elvis spends a little more time tutoring the two women and a lot more time having flirtatious conversations with Tegan at the end of the class. He finds himself looking forward to talking to her, in a way he can’t remember looking forward to talking to anyone, really, for a long time. But especially a woman. Everything seems to be business nowadays, but interacting with her is like a secret little dose of fun. He feels somehow lighter after it, as if everything is slightly better. Finds himself singing around the house more often, taking time to play the piano. Doing more and more of the little things that bring him joy. He has to remind himself that nothing can come of it, though. After what happened with Stella, Tegan can only be a flirtation.

They’re sitting together at the end of the second class, which Elvis had somehow persuaded her to stay for, talking about the relative merits of British and American cuisine. Something about the sheer exhaustion and being so close to him in the empty hall makes her decide to do something a bit bold. She likes flirting with him but she kind of wants to know where she stands. It seems a bit crazy to be thinking of asking someone so world-famous out, but he doesn’t seem that intimidating, next to her on the bench. He just seems like a guy she’s been spending a bit of time with and maybe they might see where it goes. 

“Listen, why don’t I cook for you, sometime?”

They’d been laughing together about some silly thing or other, but the question makes Elvis freeze. This is exactly what he didn’t want to happen. 

“I’ve got a cook at home, honey.”

Tegan almost winces. That wasn’t a kind rejection. 

“Ah okay. Well…” she trails off, pushing her feet into her shoes. “Never mind then.” Standing up as she pulls her hoodie on over her head. “See you next week.” 

“I-I-I-I’ll be here next week,” he stammers, suddenly regretting the way he said no and wishing he could rewind the past couple of minutes. Tegan’s tone is cold and her whole demeanour has changed. He’s really fucked this up. 

“Okay. Cool. See you.”

Elvis watches her leave, feeling completely paralysed. He can’t chase after her. What would he say? No, sorry, I can’t date you, but please keep coming here and flirting with me. He groans, his head in his hands. The one little bit of fun he had in his life and he’s gone and messed it up. He could’ve thought of a way of letting her down more gently. Why did that have to come out sounding so blunt? Younger Elvis would’ve chased after her, would’ve sent flowers, got on his knees and apologised. He sighs again. Who is he kidding? Younger Elvis wouldn’t have got into this mess in the first place, he’d have said yes to dinner a thousand times over. But he’s old Elvis now, and old Elvis just says no.

***

Tegan cries a little on the drive home. She doesn’t mean to, but it comes out anyway. She hadn’t thought she was even that invested in what had been going on between them, but apparently she is. She calls Maria when she gets in. 

“I just said I should come and cook for him some time.”

“And what did he say?”

“He said he had a cook.” Tegan slaps her hand across her forehead. “I’ve never been so humiliated, Mar. I thought there was something going on there but I was obviously wrong.”

“Ooof. That’s rough.”

“Yeah I know.”

“Seems weird to me, though. He’s always flirting with you. It’s not insane for you to think that might mean he’d want to spend more time with you.”

Tegan sighs. “Oh well. Shouldn’t have tried.”

Maria tries to spend the rest of the call comforting her friend and reassuring her that the signs were all there, and she certainly should have tried, but she feels she’s onto a bit of a losing game. Once Tegan goes down this kind of road about how other people aren’t to be trusted and most of the time you’re better off on your own, it’s hard to divert her. The best she can do right now is be a good listener. Still. She has to wonder why Elvis would be so flirtatious and then completely shut down at the mention of a well-cooked meal, though. 

*** 

“Daddy! Dad! Elvis!” Lisa yells from the carpark as loudly as she can. 

Elvis huffs and walks to the doorway. “Yisa. What?”

“Where do you want these? And how many?” She holds up an armful of pads from the boot of the car. 

“All of them, and in here.”

Lisa-Marie is back home from touring for a while and she always likes to help out with karate when she’s in Memphis. Elvis is on the fence about whether he likes her helping. As he’s got older he’s got quieter, mellowed he supposes is how you’d describe it, but the same can’t be said of his daughter. She is still rambunctious, and sometimes he thinks more chaotic than helpful. But he loves her, and it’s always good to see her, so… he rubs his forehead with his fingertips. On balance, he does want her here, helping. He supposes. 

Lisa continues to bring armfuls of pads into the hall, throwing them about the place in no particular order. Elvis tuts and shakes his head, picking them up and arranging them properly. He’s a little worried about this class. He doesn’t know how Tegan will be with him, after their conversation. Maybe he should apologise. But he still doesn’t want to give her the wrong idea. He stands on the other side of the room as people walk in and avoids eye contact with all of them, but he still sees Tegan arrive. Almost feels her, first. His guts roll about uncomfortably and he can feel himself blushing. He coughs and finds some arm guards to fiddle about with to occupy his hands. 

Lisa has been cheerfully introducing herself to everyone and then gets them all in lines so she can lead the warm up. Unlike her dad, she wants to get involved with teaching all the time, and he has to admit she is pretty good at it. It’s a good outlet for all of her energy and it keeps her attention in a way not many other things do. She divides the class up and finds a black belt to teach each individual group, keeping one for herself. Elvis circles about, trying to seem like he’s keeping an eye on everything, but really he’s just trying not to keep his eye on Tegan. She’s never looking when he chances a glance at her, and he starts to wonder if she’ll ever talk to him again. When they break for water he’s surprised that she actually makes a bee-line for him. Standing next to him with her back against the wall she clears her throat a little awkwardly and then begins to talk.

“Sorry I…er… made things uncomfortable by asking you out.”

Elvis takes a quick swig of water in the hopes of distracting her from the face he just pulled at her words. He feels awful that she's the one apologising to him. But he also cringes at the way she referred to their conversation. Her asking him out. He still can’t get used to women nowadays. So outspoken and apparently so comfortable being the one asking. Surely the men should do the asking? It all used to be a lot simpler. 

“No, honey, d-don’t you apologise. I was a rude sonofabitch.” He screws his face up, wondering whether he should have cursed. Once again his mouth is running away with him. 

Tegan smiles. “Yeah, well. There are more gentle ways of letting people down, you know.”

“I-I-I-I know, honey. An’ I’m sorry. I really am. Will ya forgive me?” He can’t help it, turning and giving her puppy dog eyes and making her laugh and blush. 

“I guess so. Just this once.”

They carry on chatting about nothing, but Lisa can’t help noticing the way they’re looking at each other. The way her dad hasn’t looked at another woman since Stella. She manages to restrain her usual urge to bound over there and discuss it right away, resolving to talk to him after the class instead. But he’s not going to get away without doing anything. She likes seeing him looking so happy for a change.

Tegan finds herself falling back into the easy, flirty, friendly way of being with Elvis. Much as she’d given herself pep talks about giving him the cold shoulder, told Maria she wasn’t interested anymore, thought that she really deserved better… as soon as she saw him she knew she wouldn’t be able to stick to any of it. He looked so much like a little boy lost, if a sixty-something man can even resemble a little boy. She’d looked over at him when she walked into the hall and he just stared at the floor. And then she felt that magnetic pull again when they stopped for a break and she just gave up. She likes the feeling of giving up and giving in to him, though maybe she shouldn’t.

He even persuades her to stay for the second class too and afterwards teases her about sounding like the Queen. 

“I do not! I sound nothing like the Queen! The Queen is posh!” She protests, shoving him lightly. 

“I sound nothing like the Queen!” Elvis responds in a half-decent impression of her accent.

They both giggle and their faces get closer together, as if they’re sharing some kind of secret. “That’s not what I sound like.”

“Is too.”

“Is not.”

“Is too. Queenie.”

Tegan shoves him again, a little harder, and then they both burst into peals of laughter. She grabs his arm, unable to stop laughing, and then realises she desperately needs to pee. 

“I’ve gotta run to the loo.”

“To the what now?”

“Oh, the restroom. You know. I need to pee.”

“Oh.”

Elvis carries on laughing a little as he watches her walk away. She’s so cute. And she makes him laugh. He hasn’t laughed this much in a long time. 

Lisa sees her opportunity and comes to sit down on his other side. 

“She seems nice.”

He sighs and looks over at his daughter, rolling his eyes. She’s always trying to interfere in his love life, having some of his previous endless enthusiasm for relationships. No matter how many of hers fail, her faith in love remains. 

“She’s more than twenty years younger than me, Yis. And we know how that worked out the last time.”

“You can’t just stay a lonely old spinster forever.”

“No, eventually I’ll die.”

It’s Lisa’s turn to elbow Elvis playfully in the side as she laughs. “Stop that. Why don’t you ask her to that barbecue you were planning this weekend? It would do you good to have a little fun for a change.”

He shakes his head. “No, I can’t do that Lis, I…uh…” he trails off, wondering how to explain the horribly embarrassing exchange to his daughter in a way that won’t lead to her telling him off. 

“Well if you don’t do it, I’ll do it for you.”

“No. You definitely can’t do that, you can’t…” he’s cut off by Tegan’s return, abandoning his sentence in favour of smiling at her as she makes her way towards him. 

Tegan smiles back, enjoying basking in his attention and barely noticing his daughter.

Lisa stands up. “Dad wants to ask you something.”

“He does?” Tegan briefly breaks eye contact to look at Lisa, and she’s still smiling until she looks back and finds Elvis looking at his feet as he shuffles them around. The smile falls from her face. 

Elvis frowns at the floor. Now his damn impetuous daughter has put him in an impossible position. He can’t upset Tegan again, not when they’ve just made up. But he can’t invite her round either. There’s no good way out of this that he can think of, so he just sits there and hopes for the earth to open up and swallow him instead. The silence stretches out until Lisa gets fed up and breaks it. 

“He’s too shy to ask you himself. We’re having a barbeque on Saturday up at the house, it’d be great if you came.”

“At Graceland?” Tegan is stunned.

“Yeah, at Graceland. Are you free? There’s a pool and it’s probably gonna be another hot one, so bring your swimsuit.”

Tegan stares at Lisa. She has the same disarming charm as her father, and it’s very hard to work out how to say no to her. But she knows Elvis can’t want this. He already said he wasn’t interested. Even if he did just spend the past ten minutes flirting outrageously with her. Eventually she manages to break eye contact with the other woman to look back at Elvis, who is still thoroughly examining his own shoes. 

“You okay with this, Elvis?”

He grunts his assent, still not looking up. Still desperately hoping for a very accurate meteorite strike or something. 

“I might need a bit more enthusiasm than that,” she continues, feeling herself move from giddy and cheerful a few minutes ago to a little irritated now. “I’d have to change my plans.” That was a lie, but she doesn’t care. She’s starting to feel messed around.

Elvis sighs, then forces himself to look up again. “I’d love you to come to Graceland this weekend, Tegan.” She starts to smile, but it freezes on her face as he continues, “it would be nice to spend some time together, as friends.”

As friends. The words echo in her head. 

“Okay, great. See you there.” She feigns cheerfulness, putting her shoes and jacket on quickly. “Thanks for a good class.”

“Any time after three!” Lisa calls after her, as she leaves. 

“Great!” She calls back, without enthusiasm. 

Getting into the car, she flops back against the seat, screwing her eyes shut in frustration. She knows she asked him out and he said no, and she knows being friends is better than nothing. Being friends is a lot better than nothing, she loves spending time with him whether anything else happens or not. But she can’t help but feel crushed, again, for the second time in a week. 

Maybe he’s just a naturally flirtatious guy, she thinks. That’s probably it. I’ve just read it wrong, thinking he’s into me. Why on earth would Elvis Presley be into a 39 year old woman who’s soft around the middle and has more grey hair than brown? She sits up and starts the engine. No matter how she rationalises it, she’s still upset. And she still agreed to go to Graceland at the weekend. Maria will be getting another phone call as soon as she gets home. 

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[keepingupwithzaynmalik]

Zayn Malik’s eventim Apollo Show Is An Emotional Triumph

The second of his sold out London shows…

Zayn Malik isn’t particularly fond of touring. It’s the word on the lips of everyone in the scrum outside the eventim Apollo tonight, an expectant London crowd awaiting the return of a generational pop icon. Since the closure of One Direction, Zayn’s solo career has been stop-start, as he navigated personal issues in the process. He remains, however, Zayn Malik – and the tension, excitement, and longing in the air is palpable.

Squeezing past some disappointed punters left outside, CLASH retrieves its ticket from the booth, only to discover that we’ve been handed a second ticket, too. Spotting a mother and daughter looking confused at the ticket desk, we do a swap-around with the kind man behind the desk, and suddenly we’re in a different seat, and the parental duo are joyously climbing the steps into the Apollo.

With good karma under our wings, we trot down to our seat, slightly bemused by the looks we’re getting from the crowd. They’re young. Sometimes very young. We are… maybe not? Upon finding our seat we’re immediately cross-examined by the pair of Zayn stans placed next to us.

“Are you REALLY a Directioner? Really?” they ask.

“Oh, obviously,” CLASH responds, in a tone so flatly assuring that not even the FBI could crack it. Sensing an awkwardness, we offer: “Are you a big Zayn fan, then?”

It’s then that she fixes her eyes mid-distance with a burning intensity, and answers with the kind of explosive assurance that only youth can offer: “He is the most beautiful man in the world.”

It’s the screams that get you. When the curtain falls and Zayn emerges the voices are deafening, almost beyond belief. It’s a wall of noise, a shuddering screech of pent-up desperation – joy and lust, longing and relief, all fused into one titanic tidal wave of sound. For his part, Zayn is bashful – shy, even. The voice is pristine, the band are exceptional – it’s a tight sound that blends R&B, pop and (especially) Americana, reflective of the journey he’s been on.

For someone who seemingly doesn’t enjoy touring, and the pressure of live performance, Zayn doesn’t hold back. It’s an 18-strong set list, delivered succinctly, with the minimum of fuss – all music, no hype. He’s clad in a Nirvana t-shirt and a loose top, a porkpie hat annointed on his head. Every detail, every hand gesture counts – when Zayn opts to remove his top, the screams reach new, almighty levels.

At times, he’s semi-stunned, not sure how to respond. “Fuck yeah, you guys are loud!” he offers, laughing self-consciously in the process. It’s been a long road to get here – at one point, fans could be forgiven for feeling that Zayn was lost to music. The gospel touches in opening song ‘My Woman’ offer something soothing, while ‘Dreamin’ and ‘Lied To’ are early highlights. The pacing is patient, the band behind him immaculately well-rehearsed.

It’s never marbled, or overly professional. There’s a humanity to Zayn Malik that he can’t hide – the Yorkshire twang is still there, and for all his evident shy reserve there’s also a quiet joy at being onstage. Repeatedly thanking the crowd – “you guys are sooooo loud!” – there’s a sense of genuine relief onstage. ‘Ignorance Ain’t Bliss’ is a wonderful mid-set vignette, ‘Sweat’ is packed with the lust, while ‘iT’s YoU’ is a deft duet between vocalist and piano.

There’s a couple of surprises, too. ‘Last Request’ honours Paolo Nutini, and serves as a great vessel for the soulful aspects of Zayn’s own voice. There’s a revealing introduction to ‘PILLOWTALK’: “The reason – one reason – I didn’t tour for so long was that I was afraid to sing this song…”

Zayn needn’t have worried. The audience acts as a cushion underneath him, their love and support pushing him up when needed. ‘PILLOWTALK’ is gorgeous, rapturously received, while a home run of ‘Alienated’ and ‘Gates Of Hell’ ties up a punctual performance that offers everything fans could have wanted – and more.

There’s a sense of quiet exhaustion at the end, when a tribute to Liam Payne flashes up onscreen. ‘Stardust’ plays, and there’s a moment of pause as the crowd engages in mutual reflection. One Direction helped to frame the coming-of-age experiences of a generation, their music bringing incalculable joy to millions across the globe. It’s a true sin, then, that the intense experiences of fame brought so much pressure and pain to the young men who powered that phenomenon. Zayn Malik is a wonderful vocalist, someone with fantastic pop songs in his solo canon – he’s also, as the girl next to us so succinctly put it, one of the most beautiful men we’ve ever seen onstage. He may not tour that often, but we wish him nothing but happiness.

ROBIN MURRAY FOR CLASH

[brittle-doughie]

OH GOD THERE'S TWO OF THEM

hiiii Brittle, its me, Blue Bird Anon! I come bearing gifts of cookie sprites! Crowned Cupcake Cookie (based on Runebrave's lovely design) and her brother of my own creation, Royal Icing Cookie. I had a lot of fun designing and drawing them so I hope you and everyone enjoy as well! (pssst also my art blog is scarabeeart ;3)

I saw an anon guess that Royal Icing was the pure opposite of his sister, and while that wasn't my original concept for him, I thought the contrast between the two would be a very funny idea hjggffg him being a totally normal, genuinely good guy while his sister is. like that.

But the idea I had for him was a classic prince charming, but with the levels cranked to 11. Brave, chivalrous, humble, generous, rides a white horse, he's got it all! All he wants is to sweep Y/N Cookie off their feet like in a romantic fairy tale and ride into the sunset for their perfect happily ever after together <3 May let the prince charming thing go to his head as he has a secret hero complex and will often put Y/N Cookie into danger purely just so he can heroically swoop in and rescue them. And while his sister is more physical with her use of force to chase away those who get too close to Y/N Cookie, Royal Icing is more manipulative and unhanded. Not above willing to plant fake evidence on other suitors and use it as a way to turn Y/N against them and only trust him. "These Cookies are merely trying to marry you only to claim the throne, they want to usurp you, your adviser is scheming and plotting against you" and all the other fairy tale tropes. Will never fess up to sneaking around because his perfect prince image is incredibly important to him. You trust him, right? He's your fiance! Your prince charming, your knight in shining armor. Of course he wouldn't lie to you <3

(hehe sorry for writing so much! I've been thinking about this for too long hjgfhjgf)

First of all.

That’s some damn incredible work you made here. You are getting a follow from me!

Crowned Cupcake now actually looks like canon compared to my more simple style! She’s even pulling a Cherry Blossom with that triangle mouth there!

Royal Icing too! He looks just as amazing, definitely the charismatic type that no cookie would doubt has a dark side to him! Both of them are just wonderfully done and I really appreciate you taking the time out of your day to do this!

I did think about Icing being exactly like his sister rather than being a kind soul, with him taking the more psychological approach rather then the brute forcing Crowned would do. He’s willing to play any card in his hand to turn it in his favor, even if it meant falsely accusing other cookies if it meant getting them of the picture.

You would trust him more at first. After all, he hadn’t done anything wrong to warrant any kind of suspicion on him! These liars can’t prove anything against your Prince, so you’ll take his side more often then not.

Overall, this is spectacular and I greatly appreciate the work that was done here!

[bloodismymedium]

Ur urbanspook headcannons? brava. Spectacular give me 15 more of these

Your wish is my command anon🫀🫀🫀

🦷 Mona’s favorite holiday, predictably enough is Halloween and she loves the autumn season in general. Bill meanwhile, as a stark contrast, REALLY gets into Christmas.

🦷 Mona is touch starved and she doesn’t know it. She completely melts when Bill runs his fingers through her hair or touches her for any reason but she tries to hide these reactions since she doesn‘t want to come off as “weak”.

🦷 Nathan Cole was Bill’s partner and the more level-headed of the duo, being the one who had to reel Bill in whenever he got “overzealous” during police work. Nathan’s a legit good cop and generally nice guy while Bill was an asshole who was the epitome of police brutality.

🦷 The Gimp seen in HELL was Mark, as in “Mark The Machine” who was a blogger/YouTube personality who covered real crime and serial killers and was documenting Mona and Bill’s murders for years, which piqued Mona’s interest in him as she believed he genuinely appreciated her “art”, resulting in her stalking him for a while until finally kidnapping him and turning him into a pet, which is the full extent of her showing any actual affection towards someone. The title of Mark’s “portrait” is a reference to his background as an Internet personality and how Mona has managed to break him down to essentially just a machine, a toy for her to use as she pleases.

🦷 As mentioned before, Mona has an extreme allergy towards sunlight and photosensitivity that makes direct contact with sunlight very painful for her. As a result, Mona only goes out late at night or very early in the morning when the sun isn’t up. On cloudy days she’ll wear a “disguise” composed of a sun dress, opera gloves, stockings, a sun hat, a tattered parasol and a pair of sunglasses, allowing her to comfortably be outside during the day while also protecting herself from any potential rays that may be peaking out.

🦷 Mona is double jointed and is extremely flexible as a result. Her flexibility and ability to contort herself comes in handy in her murders as she is an expert in hiding and breaking in and out of places and she can squeeze herself into tight spaces quite easily as well. This talent of her’s comes in handy on nights when she and Bill get naughty 😏

🦷 Mona does not care for personal hygiene, she likes being a decrepit, stinky girl. However, if there is one form of self care she actually likes it’s brushing her hair because she finds it soothing and she likes her hair in general. Bill is tasked with brushing her hair and has a tendency to smell it while he does.

🦷 Mona has a bit of a hoarding problem as she is an avid collector of many things ranging from knives and human bones/skulls to dolls/stuffed animals and many of her hideouts boasts some impressive collections she has amassed over the years.

🦷 Mona also has an interest in entomology and mycology and boasts some fairly impressive knowledge on the subjects as a result. She’s got some nice bug and mushroom collections as well but she keeps them hidden because Bill keeps trying to eat them.

🦷 Bill loves coffee while Mona is more of a tea gal. Bill prefers iced coffee over hot and Mona prefers hot tea over iced. Also, Mona can take or leave coffee, Bill meanwhile HATES tea.

🦷 Bill loved breakfast foods, eggs & bacon, pancakes, waffles, donuts, you name it, he was also a fan of eggs in general and isn’t too keen on sweets most of the time. Mona is a MEAT girl, any kind of meat will do but human meat/organs is her favorite.

🦷 Mona dislikes guns because she finds them to be an incredibly boring and “impersonal” way of killing someone that doesn’t inspire her much, preferring a more “hands on” approach to murder. Bill meanwhile doesn’t just like guns, he practically worshipped them and was a typical second amendment, NRA type before meeting Mona.

🦷 Mona’s favorite genres of music are Industrial, Alternative Rock, Grunge, Horror Punk, Goth Rock and Dark Cabaret, her favorite artist is either Voltaire or Tom Waits. Bill’s favorite genres are Hard Rock, Thrash Metal, Death Metal, Nu Metal, Groove Metal and Psychedelic, his favorite artist is either Rob Zombie or Disturbed.

🦷 By far, the worst thing Mona has ever done was when she blew up a daycare on Christmas Eve, collected the charred remains of the infants, stitched them back together as macabre flesh dolls and sent them to their parents in gift boxes on Christmas day. Even Bill was kinda shocked when she did this and genuinely didn’t think she could get anymore depraved until she did it… which only made him love her even more in the end.

🦷 Mona’s choice for a final meal would be brown sugar glazed pork chops with colcannon and roasted asparagus, filet mignon with lobster tail, black pudding, a slice of spiced apple cake with french vanilla ice cream and a cup of earl grey. Also if given the choice, Mona would choose to be executed by firing squad. Bill’s final meal would be two pounds of fried chicken with a pound of fried shrimp, scrambled eggs, roasted potatoes, a pound of strawberries and a bottle of fireball whiskey. Bill wouldn’t care how he’s executed, just as long Mona is there to see him off.

[voxofthevoid]

Commencing Mundane Unclekuna Wednesday #1—yes, these names get more ridiculous by the day. The actual fic title is bloodstains on the collar means just don't ask, which is significantly cooler on account of not being mine.

This is my first non-canon JJK AU—as opposed to the canon divergence, minor or major, that I favor—and despite the name, this isn't just sukuita; there's also goyuu. Quick, act shocked.

A lot of the AU development/exposition so far has focused on adapting canon details about the Itadori family for a no-powers, all-human context—like this post shows. On the character end, sorting out a version of Sukuna who's not a cannibalistic mass murderer but is sure as hell not nice, kind, or even sane has been a fun challenge, especially when depicting him from Yuuji's perspective. Gojou and the goyuu bits also needed some work, since taking them out of the canon context while keeping their age gap and teacher–student dynamic changes the flavor of fuckery. The most fun has been Yuuji though—you can see why here.

The fic is currently 3 chapters and 14k. I have a total of 7 chapters planned, though that may increase by one or two depending on how the sex scenes come along. For this week, instead of a single scene, I've picked a goyuu section from Chapter 2 and a sukuita one from Chapter 3.

Goyuu

Satoru plucks the manga that’s been resting on the table, balancing it on a finger while watching Itadori struggle to watch Satoru’s hand, chest, and face all at the same time. “School’s a boring place to wait. You can meet up at some café, can’t you?”

“I…guess?” Itadori shrugs. “It’s fine. I mean, I don’t mind. It’s more fun to go with people.”

“Shy?” Satoru asks, setting the manga down. “Or are you afraid people will think you’re some delinquent?”

Itadori looks both bewildered and entrained. He has a very expressive face. The eyes, especially.

“Nothing like that, sensei,” he says, and Satoru leans in a little at his tone—the same amused patience Satoru’s heard in people who can tolerate him best, except they generally take months, if not years, to get to that level of resigned acceptance. Itadori leans in too, matching Satoru consciously or unconsciously. “You ask a lot of questions.”

“I’m a curious guy,” Satoru drawls. It’s not even a lie. “And you’re interesting.”

Itadori blushes again. “Oh. Um, thanks?”

Satoru smiles. This time, Itadori’s eyes drop to his mouth, and Satoru can’t help smiling a little wider.

Itadori swallows.

“Back to the question then.” Satoru links his hands and props his chin on it. Itadori’s gaze doesn’t leave his mouth. “Why’d your uncle come pick you up?”

Itadori’s well within his rights to tell Satoru to fuck off—diplomatically, maybe, since they’re teacher and student, but the sentiment would be the same. Even Satoru’s closest friends aren’t shy about firmly and often physically steering his nose out of their business.

But Itadori answers: “My parents left town pretty suddenly, and I’d forgotten my phone at home. They couldn’t tell me to go to Sukuna’s place instead. So he came here.”

Satoru hums. “I’d say you’re old enough to stay home alone. Don’t tell me you’re the sort to cause trouble with a bit of freedom.”

“No?” Itadori looks genuinely confused. “I mean, I don’t think so. I don’t mind staying alone either, but my dad worries, so…”

“So you’re being a considerate son,” Satoru finishes in his own words. “What a good boy.”

Itadori’s breath catches audibly. His eyes are darker now, giving an animal edge to his face. It’s an interesting expression, and it makes him look a bit more like his uncle.

Satoru gives him a moment.

Then— “He seems like an interesting man to live with, your uncle.”

Itadori blinks. A frown takes over his face, even though his eyes stay tellingly dark. “You could say that. Gojou-sensei, you aren’t…?”

Satoru waits, but Itadori doesn’t complete the question, just stares at Satoru like he’s trying to telepathically pour the rest of the words into his head. Unfortunately, Satoru isn’t fluent in awkward teenager.

“Go on,” Satoru prods.

Itadori grimaces, and it shows in his voice when he asks, “You’re not, like, into Sukuna, are you?”

Satoru’s dumbfounded for a moment. Then he’s stifling laughter, not all that successfully. Itadori’s expression shifts from disgusted discomfort to just plain embarrassment, but even through that, he stares at Satoru—his mouth and his eyes.

Brave boy.

“Sorry,” Satoru says, not meaning it one whit. He’s loving this. “Reasonable assumption on your part, really. But don’t worry, your uncle’s safe from me.”

Itadori seems to relax a little. “It’s more the other way around.”

“Oh?” Satoru asks, intrigued. “Is he trouble?”

Itadori squints at him. “Sensei, you sound way too excited about that.”

“I did say I’m curious! I can promise not to hit on him, if that’ll put you at ease.” Satoru holds out his hand invitingly. “Gentleman’s agreement.”

Itadori stares at the hand for a full second.

Then he slowly, warily takes it.

It’s not a small hand; Itadori’s not a small boy. Satoru is bigger though, and his hand envelops Itadori’s, the tips of his index and middle fingers coming to a gentle rest against Itadori’s pulse. His hand is shockingly rough, with hard calluses brushing Satoru’s skin.

He squeezes gently.

Itadori’s blush hasn’t faded fully since Satoru called him a good boy, but now, it flares, splattering gracelessly across his face. It goes shockingly well with his hair.

Lines are being crossed. Satoru feels it keenly, the change in the air.

He drags his hand out of Itadori’s, slower and more delicate than he needs to. His fingers trail from Itadori’s racing pulse to the trembling tips of his fingers, and even after Satoru’s leaned back again, folding his hands demurely in his lap, Itadori’s hand hovers in the air over the table for a good few seconds before dropping limply to the surface.

Satoru winks at him. “Now spill.”

Itadori blinks slowly. Satoru can practically see his brain rebooting.

“What was the question again?” Itadori asks.

Sukuita

Movement wakes him, eons before the touch.

A hand settles on his hip, searing even through the cloth. It’s limp, flopping there in a decent mimicry of a sleep-heavy limb. Sukuna knows better.

Wasn’t always like this. The kid was a kid once. More of a kid. Small, helpless, useless. A piece of shit from the start though. The first time Jin handed him to Sukuna, practically forcing his little bundle of snotty joy into his hands, the little fucker had thrown up on his face.

Jin laughed, the bastard. He didn’t mean to, that much was clear from the stifled snorts and painfully red face. Kenjaku had no such compunctions, chortling like the same brat hadn’t damn near killed them on his way out of their cunt.

Kaori had the sense to take the baby away before Sukuna could toss him out a window. The most sensible of the lot, and of course she’s the one who went and died. Sukuna’s been seeing a lot more of the kid since then. Even more since Wasuke followed suit.

Shit luck to be born into a family like this. He used to think the brat didn’t fit in, with his big baby eyes and bleeding heart. Worse than his father. Turns out he’s weirder too, but Sukuna blames Kenjaku for that.

Blood will always out.

That’s no excuse for this—the hand sliding down to his stomach, the body pressing against his back. The kid’s warm.

He’s not, usually. That body runs cold. Sukuna noticed it the first time when the kid was tiny, barely the length of his forearm. A frail mass of fabric and fluff nestled against his chest, leeching off his body heat. Not that it took much to warm that tiny thing.

’Course, then the kid woke up and promptly latched on to a nipple because he was even dumber then, and when Sukuna pried him off while yelling for Kenjaku, he’d been treated to a deranged shriek that damn near ruptured his ear drums.

Nothing much has changed over the years. The brat went from screaming at him to biting him to scowling at him to punching him to trying to fucking kill him. Wildcat, through and through. The only part of him Sukuna’s ever bothered to nurture.

It’s different when he’s asleep. The baby soaking in his warmth. The toddler sprawled on his chest. The boy curled up in his lap.

Small and weak and utterly unbothered about it.

How the fuck do you live like that, trust like that?

At least this is better. It’s not trust breathing into his nape and groping his stomach. It’s just human filth.

They’re testing touches, slow enough and idle enough that the brat probably thinks they’d pass as sleepy ministrations.

Idiot.

Nobody would miss the intent behind this. It’s scorching.

If someone held him at gunpoint and forced him to admit the one thing he has in common with his brother’s spawn, it wouldn’t be the hair or the blood or the killing rage—it’d be this, the hunger.

Sukuna can tell the exact moment the brat decides he’s actually asleep. His palm presses flat against Sukuna’s stomach, skin to skin. That’s on him for sleeping shirtless despite his impromptu bedmate, but like hell is he changing his habits just because this little creep wants to molest him in his sleep. Not like clothes would stop him anyway.

Sukuna continues to feign sleep, his breathing steady and just a little uneven—a rhythm he memorized and learned to mimic for situations a lot more dire than the badly planned porno playing out right now.

The kid’s patient. Or just a fucking virgin. Sukuna can’t imagine why else he’d spent minutes just touching his stomach, that warm palm rubbing lazy circles over his abs. Sometimes, it presses down, denting the soft layer of fat on his belly to dig into the muscle underneath. It’s a struggle not to flex then. A few muscles jump, entirely involuntary, but the brat just breathes heavier and wetter, squirming closer to Sukuna.

There’s another hand between their bodies—an entire arm, the line of it doing nothing to hide what it’s touching. It’s not moving, yet, and Sukuna still hasn’t figured out whether it’s there just for the pressure or if the stupid shit actually thinks that not digging his boner into Sukuna’s back means something.

Some line to not cross. Some precious moral to cling to.

Sukuna wouldn’t put it past him, but the brazen bullshit the other day told a different story. It sure wasn’t guilt or even shame that darkened the brat’s eyes when Sukuna tore him off his back and pinned him by the throat.

[veliseraptor]

Headcanons for the Yi City Crew’s preferred weather? 👀 (I am basking in October sunshine and completely incapable of thinking of other things, sorry orz orz)

i am deeply enjoying the present weather myself, after a long and constantly "i'm meeeeelting" summer (which tells you about my preferred weather)

but ooh this is a fun one and actually not one I'd considered too much before you asking me this. let's see here

I feel like A-Qing's preference of weather is deeply inflected by spending a lot of her life very vulnerable to it. so ideally, weather is not too hot, not too cold, mild and dry. the kind of weather one can be comfortably outside in! because odds are she's going to be outside in it a lot. :)

that being said, once she has a roof over her head and moderately more security about not having to be in the weather regardless of what it is, I think she kind of enjoys stormy weather (thunderstorms, heavy rain, etc.) even if sometimes the weather still comes indoors anyway. it can be more of a thrill and less of a threat, and a reminder that she doesn't have to live in it. haha, take that, storm, I'm warm and dry!!!

Xiao Xingchen, meanwhile, is one of those incredibly frustrating people who can find something to love in any weather. for one thing, I imagine his level of cultivation is such that he can manage a wider range of temperatures than ordinary people (I think that's a thing?), but he does genuinely just appreciate a range of weather experiences. I think he has a soft spot for rain in particular, though. he would get soaking wet in a downpour and laugh about it. this drives literally everyone else he socializes with crazy, which Xiao Xingchen just finds funnier. mild autumn days are also good, though! but so are warm spring days. and brisk snowy winter days. and hot lazy summer days. you get the idea.

Song Lan is, I think, an autumn and winter guy, and I don't say that just because of his moniker; it just feels right to me. I don't think he likes to be too hot (even if he can also, like Xiao Xingchen, probably tolerate a wider range than ordinary people), because sweat gross, and it's easier to stay warm in the cold than to cool down in the hot, as far as he's concerned. and it's not that he doesn't like spring, it's just that there's something about the kind of beauty that comes with winter and fall that I think draws Song Lan temperamentally. I think there's a cleanness to winter particularly that appeals to him. but I don't think he likes snow or rain very much. at least not being out in it. he can appreciate (and does, I think) the aftermath of snow, but when it's actually falling then it's just wet and gets down the back of one's robes.

Xue Yang is someone for whom his feelings about weather are wildly dependent on his mood, generally speaking. if he's in a bad mood it doesn't matter what the weather is, it sucks. if he's in a good mood then he's substantially more a fan of a wide range of weather. he has some of the same preoccupations as a-Qing, and I think gets particularly twitchy around cold weather and atmospheric pressure changes because that tends to trigger hand pain. in general, though, I think Xue Yang likes sunshine, and he will take a fair level of heat as long as he can be lazy during them. like a cat, he will seek out sunny spots and fall asleep in them on hot days. and he will prove very difficult to move.

[prettyrealm]

stray kids hyunjin reputation reading

female idols:

i think they gossip about him a lot, he’s very much the topic of conversation but not in a good way, they think he’s a liar and makes a lot of false promises, they also think that he can be really mean and harsh with his words or they’ve just heard him being super brutal in general, some may even see him as straight up cruel, they definitely think he has addiction or substance abuse issues of some kind, they think he likes to date or sleep with girls who are sexually inexperienced, they think he’s really sexual/perverted and possibly very forward about his intentions, they think he’s good at getting women into bed with him and sleeps around a lot, they think he has too much money and fame for his own good and it’s gone to his head and is hurting him more than most people, they think he’s really gonna damage his image or hurt himself in some way badly some day or maybe even run into crazy financial issues in the future, they think he’s lonely, they think he takes a lot for granted. on the plus side, they see him as optimistic and resilient (maybe he doesn’t go around sulking)

male idols:

he’s one of the bros for sure, they think he’s never gonna settle down but he’s always in some kind of situationship, they think he likes community and hanging out a lot (maybe he likes to hangout in groups of guys or is always the one hitting people up to hang out), they think he likes clubbing and is kind of obsessed with women’s bodies (i think they may see him as a bit perverted as well, but no way near as bad as female idols do), they think he’s adventurous, they think he’s very successful makes a lot of money, they think he has a good career and good fortune, they think he’s a bit controlling, they think he’s really upset about something and needs to work on getting over it, but some may think that whatever this is is his fault so he should try to learn from his mistakes, they think he’s quick to check people who step out of line, they think he’s supportive and likes that he goes out of his way to be nice (i can see him giving a lot of compliments and help unprovoked) but some may not like this and see this as him being manipulative, they think he’s good at his job on a superficial level (like he does just enough to look good) & they see him as very confident.

staff:

they think he lies a lot and makes up too many stories (he may find it easier to just lie than tell the truth in tense situations behind the scenes), they think he’s entitled and inconsiderate of others, they think that he’s fake and is quick to make connections and be nice to people purely for personal gain, they think he isn’t genuine and goes out of his way to pretend to care about people/things only for the sake of his image unprovoked (like they don’t have to remind him to take a picture with this celebrity or pretend to like [blank] because he was gonna do it anyway, he may make their jobs easier in this sense), they think he’s sad about something, they think he’s physically strong and has a lot of stamina and skill, they think he’s going to hurt himself in some way but it’s definitely avoidable, they think he’s adventurous and has a lot of potential but he isn’t responsible enough to be greater (yet) but they believe wholeheartedly that he can change and become a better person/idol.

[batsplat]

first of alla I wanted to say thank you for your job, it’s super useful, you’re doing the lord’s work fr. if you feel like answering I wanted to ask you who are the riders of the current grid that you like the most? and why?

cheers!!

eh I think I'm in quite a happy place in the sport actually where... I do broadly like most of the riders. this isn't really like me, actually, I'm very capable of being a hater trust me. in my main sport, I've gotten to a fun place where with one of the genders I just. hate everyone who ever wins anything. except one guy but that's really an awful fan experience, wouldn't recommend. I don't really know why I'm more kindly disposed towards the motogp grid. maybe it's something about how dangerous the sport is, maybe how they are generally quite interesting as people (far from guaranteed in athletes), maybe it's because they're generally flops or assholes or both (nothing worse in a sport than when the goats are dull as shit). also, so many online fan spaces have been dominated by valentino fans and marc fans ceaselessly bickering - and as someone who is pretty fond of them both, does just eventually make you quite bored of all that stuff

that being said! I obviously do have a few preferences. the first one is marc, who I've gone through several different stages of being a fan of. I never really got stressed about him during his prime because I'm just not really the type of person who can get that invested when someone's winning that much. like I'm invested in the narratives but I'm not gonna pretend I care that much if someone can secure their fiftieth victory of the season lol. now he's the only one who can fuck up my heart rate during races so go figure, really. (undeniably my fan experience with him has massively been affected by the injury... I realised it most strongly with indonesia 2022, which just made me feel sick of the sport for a while.) I like him because he's kind of awful... inconsiderate, ruthless, too committed to winning for his own good. shameless. he's very narratively engaging, got a lot going on in that department, and it's not just... easy winning, like idk I'm not really the type to enjoy nice and happy athletes winning a lot and then being nice and happy about it. marc would like to be liked, but he wants to win more, y'know? he's got enough weird stuff going on in his head that he allows me to take the next step from just 'normal sports fan' to 'ride or die'. whenever he does any mind games-y stuff it's good fun, plus he's got this valentino-esque perma-smile that gives you a fun contrast/companion to the ruthlessness. also one half of one of the true all time great rivalries, what a banger entry to the canon. AND most importantly the actual riding, I think him on the honda is only really second to some of casey's ducati riding as stuff that's got that... 'this doesn't look like it should be working but it is' vibe in quite a visceral way? I'm not super into quali laps, I think they can be fun but they're not really what *get* me about the sport, but some of those signature laps like cota 2015 and brno 2019 just are soooo good to watch. and the racing itself... idk it's also fun when you've got such a distinctive style because it automatically makes you so much fun to plug into match-ups with other riders where there'll be a lot of contrast, like you really got that with valentino + jorge and then later dovi, rinsy, fabio, pecco... just makes it really easy even as someone who can't ride a bike to SEE and feel the differences. plus, sue me, I like my racing with overtaking, he actually overtakes other riders. makes races better with his presence, like there's Certain Riders who can spend a whole race in p6 but you can USUALLY trust him to do something

so the next picks are gonna make me sound like. an insane glory hunter. genuinely awful levels of glory hunting here. but I just want to say for the record that this isn't representative of how I usually approach sports and it was completely accidental that it turned out the way it did. I got really fond of the 2019 crop of rookies (minus one of them) because it was like. oh they're actually quite promising. pecco had that super promising pre-season testing (obvs also right after the moto2 title) and every race I was like This Will Be The Time when he puts it all together and he just kept. not. so at a certain point I was kinda convinced he was a loser but stuck with it for the bit? pecco #believer but as a joke. (I was also an early investor in the 'wouldn't it be funny if marc had a rivalry with an academy rider' campaign so kept a close eye on both him and franky, but in all honesty I never thought any of these guys would be a serious threat to marc.) with fabio, I hadn't really followed him closely enough to know the reasons why his lower class results were so mid? so it was very much a surprise when he started fighting marc lol, and then misano 2019 weekend just made me crazy, the whole thing was *so* good. and then sepang I just went? yeah we can build something here. we can build something special. (narrator: we did not build something special.) with joan, you know how it's kinda fun to have a midfield-y team to root for where a lot of the times they're mid and then sometimes something special occasionally happens and you can feel proud of them for fighting with the big boys? well that was suzuki for me, fond of rinsy especially when he got snippy at marc, thought the 2019 rookie they'd picked up was sweet too and he had a great start to his rookie season. and his first podium was cool!! and when he should've won styria 2020 :// (I think? this was the red-flagged one where he didn't have tyres anymore afterwards) (admittedly 'race in austria during 2020 that was red-flagged' doesn't narrow it down as much as you'd think but) also I went all in for him when everyone was extremely mean about his 2020 title, like that's MY underdog world champ. I wanted him to win the title without winning a single race, actually!! (generally quite defensive of all the champs in marc's absence, like god forbid they haven't cleared the hurdles you people have made up in your heads)

anyway as to why I stuck with them... with pecco it's how fucking whiny he gets. the start of 2022 where he was just :( I may have crashed myself and another ducati rider out of this race but why is ducati making me test stuff :( what a twat!! but crucially getting ducati to apologise to him is still as far as I'm concerned one of the funniest things anyone has done recently. ducati!! apologised to him!! DUCATI! after he publicly bitched about them! bonkers. anyway he's introverted verging on shy and then also capable of such arrogance and hubris and sheer entitlement!! that early 2022 after being the title favourite was so??? he's such good fun, the dramatic failures followed by him doing something crazy and you just go. okay but why. why did you not do this earlier. you know indonesia last year where he'd fucked up his whole weekend until the race and jorge martin should have run away with it but then he crashed and pecco won from thirteenth and he went all hammy with the celebrations? SILENCED THE DOUBTERS why were you in pee thirteen in the first place you absolute weapon. he's stuck in his own head so much, which you can get really juicy stuff out of imo. plus I like smart racers.... even though he does have these howlers, he's just so obviously clever in his approach? as a competitor he's easy for me to get invested in, because whenever he goes into a year as the favourite and clicks the bit of my brain that hates dominance, he has SUCH a horrendously messy early season that I remember why I was so fond of him and can enjoy when he's winning. also he's got a fun skill set, I love what a good defensive rider he is, just quite watchable idk... I'm not super into being a good starter as a skill generally but I've really enjoyed how he's muscled himself to the front of the field, he's so ruthless and neat how he just knows exactly where he needs to put his bike to basically suffocate the competition right at the start? plus obviously he's such a different profile of champion than what we've gotten historically, which maybe makes me rate him even more highly than I otherwise would. also academy rider, inherently narratively fun. when valentino said this???

hilarious. he's not WRONG but also just incredibly funny. valentino rossi can we have an honest conversation about your proteges I need to get your thoughts on some things

(that being said, when he says pecco has nothing to prove during the impending marc teammate stint, that pecco's already earned his three titles, he's 100% correct. one of the most based things he's ever come out with, quite frankly)

fabio... idk something about that depressed frenchie... watching that child endure successive brutal last lap losses, that's what it's all about. I was hugely endeared by the 2020 campaign (even in the absence of the rivalry I'd been promised) and the self sabotage of it all, how he got himself a psychologist during the off-season and had to adjust his approach, cut out the tantrums... I'm a sucker for an athlete who figures out how to improve themselves, y'know? his actual title campaign is... well, I'm happy for him, but it's also kinda a weird season (without being as fully bonkers as 2020) - but 2022? his first half was very 'fabio quartararo domination may bore fans' (admittedly a style of domination very low on wins) but oh yeah what happened next was awful to watch, just kind of extremely elongated hell once you realised 'oh this might actually be happening'. incredibly cruel!! handled that situation with ridiculous amounts of dignity. then he got very stroppy at various parts last year which was also deeply endearing. he's not... he's kinda missing a mean streak, but he's still prone to misery and tearing himself apart, enough that he kinda does it for me? he's also just sweet, you kind of feel like yamaha insisting on building awful bikes is a bit like kicking a puppy? yamaha's also sort of my team and he's trying to make them not flop. so. am just long-term invested in that development work, how he was the only one who could really do something special with that 2021 bike and how he's now talking about adjusting his riding style to it idk as much as I desperately wish he were actually competitive, there is something cool and engaging about how it's His Project... plus that one time when he tried to hit the golf ball but failed, almost had a stroke I was laughing so much

joan is just. well first of all people are STILL dicks about that title. and good lord has he had a rough time of it. I was so impressed with his 2021 season even though he didn't have that much to show for it... plus when he kept having all these fights with jack miller?? low-key the best drama we got that year. best minor beef of 2020-22...? it's not like we have that much to work with. he has a pitch of voice that's very suited to complaining I feel, like when he's moaning about something going wrong you feel like that's what he's supposed to be doing. 2022-23 has just been a rough watch and not really in a fun way, can't say I'm particularly thrilled he's close to signing again with honda... but ugh idk I'm just so fond of him, he's just a type of guy that's good for the ecosystem. you know that motogp unlimited clip where he's terrified marc is going to eat him and marc just doesn't care?? (I'm gonna be honest, this is my favourite marc teammate relationship... can't even tell you why him interacting with dani leaves me completely cold, but then when I'm seeing how marc's actually occasionally chatting with mir after mostly blanking him when they were actually teammates? oh yeah that's the stuff.) joan has very tragicomic vibes as a guy... he gets sympathetic laughter from the audience. y'know how lucy always pulls away the football from charlie brown... that's his vibe. but he's also a mean girl. anyway I hope he does still get a bit more from his career, he's far better than his record reflects, minus the 2020 title. also I like it when riders race better than they qualify

anyway yeah I like all the current world champs on the grid. gross. on the plus side they're all in completely different bits of the grid now so. I do also like a bunch of other guys, like rinsy (also deserves better, awful time with late suzuki/honda, his late 2022 was really emotional, fun to have someone stand up to marc), aleix (perpetual underdog, temper issues, kinda a moron but in a fun way)... the other academy riders, mainly franky (made 2020 so much better, horrendously clumsy rider at times lol) and bez (loser mindset, weird as fuck about both valentino and marc, great watch as a rider when he's not *gestures*)... uh. quite like pedro, though I still need to see a bit more in the beef department to keep pace with how talented he is? like where's the balance y'know... great to watch as a rider though for sure. martin's title bid last year was nicely compelling, especially stuff like phillip island. he's been put into a lot of Situations I feel? instant rookie success followed by that horrid injury, the stand-off with bastianini for that factory seat, all of last year and this year... all this cockiness married with so much insecurity, the need to be seen and appreciated and not to be taken for granted. the pecco rivalry is fun for them both, plus obviously also a cool riding style. oh I thought diggia as an underdog story was great to follow latter half of last year, though now he's kinda safe I realise I'm less invested. bit all over the place with vinales but at some point you've just been exposed to these guys enough you have a kind of secondhand fondness. yamaha's still my team, tend to root for ktm's downfall which is working out fantastically for me. in moto2 my number one boy is alonso lopez, who may have never made an overtake without knocking into someone in his life and has zero understanding of how to preserve a tyre, but apart from that!! also do quite like a few of the other riders, would basically like to see everyone on a boscoscuro on the motogp grid at some point... the moto3 grid I don't really feel like I know a lot of those kids as well yet, though alonso's obviously quite a watchable racer and veijer is really growing on me, seems pretty clever, curious what he can do on bigger bikes

and that's that!! my current opinions on... actually most of the premier class grid. I really do like most of them! but then also I turned off mugello before the podium because I was so pissed bastianini had gotten back past marc lol so I'm hardly a neutral. but marc's different... he's the only one I've gotten a bit superstitious over the way you sometimes do with athletes. every time before he races, I write down somewhere, either in a note or as a message I send someone, just something along the lines of 'please don't crash' or 'stay safe'. I don't care that much about his results, I just don't want to see him hurt himself any more

[leon-stupid-kennedy]

why do you hate krauser? :/

I hate him for the reasons the audience is supposed to hate him. He's an evil person. He's a villain. He's unkind to Leon. If we get any kind of Operation Javier remake, I may see him in a different light –obviously Krauser's backstory and almost everything about Operation Javier is very, very different in the remake timeline and he very well could have a more sympathetic story– but from DSC, the picture painted is that Krauser is a deeply messed up person and always has been. He's hostile and talks down to Leon, who is actually his superior in that version of events, from the very start while Leon is nothing but kind to him and treats him as an equal even though he has no obligation to. Krauser starts understanding Javier's motivations and admiration for viruses before his arm is injured. The injury is part of why he seeks out Wesker wanting to be infected, but it's clear he was pretty nuts and disturbed even before the only traumatic part of Operation Javier happened to him and trauma isn't the sole reason he became a villain. His whole motivation before even meeting Leon is that he's a mercenary because he hates society and being normal and wants to spend every day of his life in battle just for the sake of battle, not caring about the who or why. There's a pretty good chance that Krauser would have ended up working for Wesker and/or Saddler eventually even if Operation Javier never happened, he never met Leon who told him about Wesker, he never got permanently injured, etc. simply because he was a gun for hire with no morals and he didn't care who was paying him or the motivations behind hiring him. He just wanted to fight.

So I would say that I both hate and love Krauser as a character. I think he's quite interesting and I'm glad that he exists. He's a very good counterpart to Leon, they're great foils for each other. But it's because he is the opposite of Leon. He's not at all kindhearted or selfless. He's not a good person and I can't even imagine the original version of Krauser having a redemption arc. I think that an Operation Javier remake could soften my opinion on him if it shows more backstory and motivations, if we can see that his villain arc was actually the result of tragedy and trauma. (Since, as I said, he appeared to be heading down the villain path even before Operation Javier in DSC, and the DSC version of Operation Javier is also extremely different from what's implied in RE4R, Krauser got his arm hurt but overall the mission was a success and no one died, it definitely wasn't a makes thinking "go find a fucked up guy to shoot you up with a virus so you can turn into a monster to get revenge" seem like a reasonable course of action level of traumatic.)

But ultimately we don't know how good or evil he was on the inside prior to Operation Javier in the remake. Maybe it truly was Operation Javier that sent him down the villain path, but maybe it's similar to the original DSC canon where he was already a little villainous and Operation Javier was just the final straw that tipped him over the edge into full blown working for an evil cult. We just don't know. So currently I see his character as an interesting but not all that sympathetic (or tragic) villain.

All this said I mean absolutely no hate towards people that are huge fans of him and see him in a different light. I personally find him very compelling and write about him a lot (if I truly hated-hated him, I wouldn't make so many gifs of him and write about him as much as I do), but ultimately I do just see him as a villain primarily and will occasionally make hyperbolic statements about hating him, like the tag that I know inspired this ask. I post a lot of Krauser content so I'm of course aware that I have followers who like him and genuinely didn't intend it as anything particularly inflammatory, I figured with the meme phrasing it wouldn't be taken too seriously and as just a general acknowledgement that Krauser is a villain who killed a character I love but is still fun to make content for, not an aggressive indictment of him. I use the phrasing all the time in non-serious contexts, if I wanted to seriously hate on Krauser I promise I would have used stronger words and a full rant instead of an offhand phrase in a single tag :)

And because I've already been falsely accused of hating 𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚘 on this blog once, I'll also tack on that I've literally written plenty of 𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚘 fanfiction myself. I have nothing against the ship or people who ship it. It's an interesting dynamic, (or rather dynamics, since DSC and RE4R 𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚘 have very different dynamics) just not a healthy dynamic imo. If you feel differently, that's totally fine, agree to disagree! I have no interest in fighting over anything like this or trying to sway people into agreeing with me. I just want to explain my own opinions, not declare that I'm correct and everyone else is wrong :) It's all subjective. I myself have a soft spot for a different villain who is also objectively awful, debatably worse than Krauser is, but I'm not going to try to force anyone to like him and think he deserves redemption, I'm not going to try to force anyone to think Krauser is a villain beyond redemption, we can all have different opinions and still be cool with each other I promise 👍

[sevenwishesonshootingstars]

G/T Genshin Drabble:

So the Traveler sometimes says weird shit. They originally call Diona a “kitty” and seemingly try to treat her like one even though she's clearly a goddamn person. This version of the twin, you, and the “Traveler” wouldn't do that because they'd be more sympathetic to the not the same as other humans thing

Probably relates a bit more to Aranara and melusines as well 

I think Venti would be all teasing and if anything maybe accidentally go too far with a joke but overall be able to relate pretty well because he's literally a little wind sprite who's like the size of a burrito

Furina would be so empathetic about this if she found out since she relates so closely with always having to put up an act, force yourself to be more visible, pretend to be something bigger, etc

Onikabuto beetles, scarabs, and subdetection units are all just little guys, and they will be ridden like minecraft pigs

I think they'd be very uncomfortable if they saw those little guys being treated as disposable or anything of the sort that often happens to smaller creatures, especially bugs, since they’re around the same size range (you can ask for elaboration if you need it but if you're seeing this you're probably already aware)

They'd probably initially be wary about hearing about beetle fights but seeing that they're actually treated well would probably calm them about it 

Actually, I think they'd have an inner fear about people as a whole that they'd be considered less as people bc (based on genuine observations) even some of the most level-headed and kind people see smaller creatures as lesser and are more likely to see their true forms as little animals or infants whether consciously or not and to varying degrees. 

This also depends on the person. Unfortunately, I don't have faith that all of the characters who are generally considered good people would fully recognize the personhood of someone smaller like the outlanders. 

But other characters would definitely not be an issue. Nahida would definitely consider them the same and someone like Navia would probably be a whole advocate for them lol. But I just wanted to basically say that the outlanders’ fear is a valid one to some extent, especially because not everyone would realize they are “the Traveler” their friend and so there'd potentially be an unfortunate lack of barrier for dehumanization :(

To be completely honest, I think the “Traveler” would be uncomfortable (see a little bit afraid of) Xiangling because of her clear willingness to eat almost anything and… well, you know. Also, I'm going to project my old fear of being eaten alive (rats) and general discomfort around eating sometimes on them (I'm not a super weak stomached person but things related to eating are usually what gets me. Also, “mouthfeel” is my least favorite word after hearing it and I miss when I'd never heard it. If I have to suffer, so do they)

Hiding under mushrooms or hide and seek 

The outlanders probably have a separate food stash they share by eating in their true forms so it lasts significantly longer

[celtrist]

Can there be an unusual bad ending? Like a twist? I’ve read some of your Hazbin bad endings but at a certain point you can kind of see where it’s headed. What if there’s a last second twist? You don’t need to answer this, just see it.

(Btw, I also have pics and will consume your art)

Yeah... there's definitely similar themings with a lot of the endings. But I don't know if there's any particular twist with any of them? I usually refer to my version of things as loosely canon tbh, because

I can be easily swayed with ideas from others haha

Even the bad endings I've done can kind of fluctuate. Take Niffty's for example. There's sex content in it, but for the most part she just likes keeping Alastor around like a doll to have tea with and the like. And if someone JUST wants to focus on that aspect, they can. That obviously doesn't change that I fall back on certain themes though. The obsession AU is always meant to have a level of fluctuation between dark and lighter stuff (it's why, other than the endings (or at least Val's and Vox's), nothing dead dove-y happens to Alastor within the main story. The most that happens is just drugging, but no flat out noncon.) But I just happen to genuinely believe most of the characters would kind of be driven sexually because, the Obsession AU is also supposed to poke a bit of fun at how the fandom thirsts so hard for this guy who more than likely wouldn't be interested in the slightest! But again, I fully admit it's probably something I fall back on a bit. I'm kind of assuming that's what you meant with the "seeing where it goes" since that is a frequent narrative with all the endings. I tried not to make it a sticking point unless it's important to the character (*COUGH* Valentino *COUGH*). I did try to make sure not everyone was that though as it makes sense to the character. Husk, Angel, and Rosie (and Sir Pentious since he'd be the most different in having just a "normal" relationship) aren't interested in that stuff really and primarily either just hurt physically or coddle Alastor. But yeah, there's still certainly present elements there still in those endings to some degree (particularly angel's, but in retrospect, I feel like I'd go back and just say he doesn't do anything like that to Alastor flat out, but I dunno :/)

If you're talking a bit more in general with them all sort of just... trapping Alastor in some way? That's just how I imagine Alastor would end up in a bad end. The only one he fully goes into willingly is Vox (and maybe that's sort of the twist you'd be looking for?). Other than possibly Mimzy but I have very little idea what her bad end is. Alastor, in this AU, is romance & sex repulsed. So he wouldn't be happy in ANY of these bad endings (that's the "canon" to this AU anyway, but people can play around with the idea of him being genuinely in love with one of the other characters if that's what they want) But I'm guessing it's not really that as much as the other things you're talking about.

But I'm not really sure if there's any good second twists for any of them (I'm not entirely sure what you mean by "second twist", but I do just flat-out agree that the endings can get a bit predictably repetitive)? I tried to keep each ending having some level of uniqueness to them, but some of them do blend with one another... and you can kinda see which ones I didn't know what to do with. Like honestly? Charlie and Lucifer were such a pain, I had no clue what to do with them so I'd say they're pretty boring (I mean, they're obsessions are already similar too, so that doesn't help :/). Niffty I kind of had an unclear idea with, Angel Dust I only knew "Well he drugged him, and... that's it?". Same with Vaggie honestly. I've talked about her in this AU with an anon, but I still struggled to come up with much with her other than forced-fem stuff.

It sucks because I do think something could be better done with these characters, but I just can't think of many and as a result, I think that's what leads to sort of leaning on the sex aspect of the bad ends. To use Charlie and Lucifer as examples again, they were originally just gonna have no mention of that stuff, but I felt like they needed more, so then added that stuff (I even had to give Baxter's thing about giving Alastor "medicine" to be a good husband to Lucifer if that tells you anything. Ahhhh but maybe I could've had Lucifer like to give his insides to Alastor or something? Vague but off the cuff thought). Heck, Valentino, FREAKING VALENTINO, I just- I didn't know what to do with the guy.

Thinking about it now, it could've been waaaaaayyyyy more interesting if he actually WASN'T interested in having sex with Alastor or watching Alastor do it. And now that I say that, I regret being so predictable with him. It would've been so interesting to have Alastor waiting for it to happen and having occasions that feel close, but Valentino never does because he just wants to be close to Alastor, just not sexually. It also would've been subverting the OBVIOUS with his character- GODDAMNIT PAST ME. Tbh, I can see myself potentially doing revamped versions of these bad end stories to make them not as predictable in the future, or try to anyways. I also meant to have them done and scheduled a month in advance... and then I didn't and made myself a bit of a time crunch of getting some of the endings done in time. So that probably didn't help. Not to say the endings would've been drastically different, but some of them potentially could've been thought out better :/

If you have any ideas, I'd love to hear them! I'm admittedly pretty loose with the "canon" of the AU. I don't want it restricted to only my taste and creativity, so I'm pretty open to people playing around with the AU in their own way. Whether that be through the bad endings or different aspects (like again, Alastor is aroace in this AU, but some people can totally play with the idea of him being bi or whatever they want. I don't particularly mind).

But yeah, I'm sorry there's not any big twists for you with the endings. I'm a bit new with doing the more darker content and ideas, so I just fall back on a lot of the same probably (and there are just some things I don't want to touch myself since I DON'T want to romanticize or do anything in poor taste). Like, I have another AU I've only mentioned called the Unwilling Bride AU, and it's- it's a bit of the same thing we've been seeing in the endings. Just more story driven (and Charlie and Alastor having the parent-child relationship because I was always a sucker for that relationship in the pilot days between these two. Even now I still like it, it's very sweet. Or at least them having a weird mentor-student but also sorta close but not quite parent-child relationship.)

Not to say I only have dark AUs btw, let that be known I have other ones. I think this one and the Unwilling bride are like, the only dark AUs I have. One of my favorites is Who Murdered C.M., but it's something that I think would fit best as a whole ass fic (since it's more of a story than an AU per se). I've thought about just dumping all the old sketches I have for some of those aus/stories and letting people look at them because I don't know when/if any of them would see the light of day. But I digress ^^

[hanarchy]

can u rank hop solos :)

I feel like this is a setup bc like u KNOW how i feel abt unfair and also the :) but u know what ive fought the felix akgaes on twitter (almost on purpose too lmfao) so really who cares. if i get harsh on this list its always abt the song NOT abt the member

Hold My Hand (IM SORRY IM JUST JISUNGPILLED I do genuinely think this is the song I will listen to the most just because it‘s my personal taste. but yeah i just love how this feels like a culmination, like an arriving at a place and being comfortable there. I do have criticisms like the english lyrics couldve used a little workshopping and it could have used a (real) bridge and a third verse… like I listened to rock music most of my life and as such kpop rock songs always strike me as kind of superficial and this one is no exception but yeah its jisung and i will automatically love it because no matter what else I have to say about it he will ALWAYS nail a feeling and a vibe)

Ultra (yeah this just slaps, it goes so hard. the beat, the bass, the chorus, the delivery, the fast rapping. my only gripe with it is that changbin has delivered more interesting raps in the past but this is me complaining at a very high level)

Youth (GOD, lee know!!! this is SO joyful and you can just TELL that he‘s so confident in his vocals these days??? the way he mixes head and chest voice!!!!!!!!!! like… he has a voice thats just a bit thin and unfortunately there‘s nothing to be done about that but what he‘s DOING with it these days is so fucking impressive!!! he‘s so versatile, and he showcases it so beautifully here!! also just a very lovely song to dance around to in your room!)

As We Are (oh I love you Seungmin! I don‘t even have anything to say except that if skz ever disband he should join Day6. only reason it‘s lower than the others is that I‘ve heard it from him before and I‘m just not as likely to listen to it as I am the higher ranked songs)

So Good (another really joyful and fun one but honestly not a stand out to me, hyunjin can do more I wish he would get more serious abt the rhythms and delivery in his rapping when he does solo stuff because when 3racha write him stuff like in muddy water he is SO GOOD (no pun intended))

Railway (not bad I do enjoy it but Bang Chan has made so many better sexy vibey songs and I think it honestly lacks a climax…….)

Hallucination (this is not a bad song imo but I do feel like the reception would‘ve been different if it wasn‘t jeongins slut debut. that being said there are some nice and satisfying vocal stylings in there)

Unfair (I listened to these in order and honestly at first I was like ‚this is better than Railway‘ but when the autotune in the verse goes into that second ‚my life is so unfair‘ i really could not take it anymore. I REALLY dont wanna be mean to felix bc I do like the guy but I‘m just not a disney adult so these lyrics are truly just….. hard to listen to (i generally suspect many skz songs were saved by me not knowing korean in this regard tho so its not JUST him) and the autotune and kind of half hearted rapping dont make it better. I will say though that it‘s nice he sings and raps and uses both his low and his high register, it‘s a nice dynamic delivery and good to see that he‘s pushing himself!)

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pokemon question from a guy who doesnt know much about pokemon. I am just now realizing that despite seeing them a lot I don't have a ton of context for the submas guys. what game(s) are they from, and whats like... theyre whole deal? (<- genuine question but also giving you an excuse to talk about the train guys)

ingo and emmet are the heads of the battle facility in the unova region :-] this basically means that they are the final bosses of an optional challenge mode in gen 5 (pokemon black & white / black2 / white2).

instead of gaining experience you're meant to fight several battles in a row with all pokemon set to level 50 to try get a streak as high as possible. there's regular battle lines where they're the 21st battle, and then "super" lines / infinite lines where they're the 49th battle but you can keep going indefinitely even after fighting them

they also have a mandatory story battle in pokemon black 2 and white 2 that isn't in the originals where they fight you with 2 pokemon that evolve when traded which i think is really cute :-] they have a similar thing in pokemon masters where they have an alt with pokemon that only evolve when traded with the other specifically... so emmet has dialogue that's like "my escavalier used to be ingo's karrablast, i'll continue to take good care of it for him!" which is really cute to me

but yeah in general they are just 2 guys who are really strong trainers in-universe and love trains.

the deal with them / why they got such a resurgence of popularity recently is because of pokemon legends arceus. it's a game that takes place at some ambiguous point in the past in a different region (sinnoh, the region for the gen 4 games diamond pearl and platinum). and the protagonist is sort of brought there by arceus to complete the first ever pokedex in the region while also saving the world LOL. and like. so this game takes place like roughly i'll say 200 years in the past from other pokemon games, and also in a different region from the one the subway bosses are from.

ingo is there. for some reason ingo is there. and he has amnesia. and he's very miserable about it. he was already a really popular character in the original games and now all of the people who recognized him (myself included) were like WHAT??? OH MY GOD??? OH NO????? WHAT IS HE DOING HERE. because he's just like so miserable and obviously misses unova and his pokemon and emmet a lot even though he barely remembers anything about it... so it's really conducive to like fix-it type stuff LOL. he does something similar in these games too where he organizes battles between the player and other people (himself included) but it's not as fun for me because he's a huge pushover in that game so there's not really the same thrill

but yeah he has a lot of dialogue that just kind of boils down to "i really miss these things and these people. even though i can't remember them my heart feels the absence" and stuff... if you do fight him and once he starts organizing battles he directly quotes something emmet says in the b2w2 mandatory fight and then after you beat him says he doesn't really know what it means a lot of the time when he says things like that but hearing those words fills him with strength 😭 he talks about missing his chandelure (one of the pokemon he uses on the super line battle) and that he's starting to remember a man who looks like him. it's just a lot he's doing really bad. he's still wearing the coat and hat he was wearing when he got to hisui (<- what the sinnoh region was called in the past in this game) even though they're like in tatters now alongside other parts of his old outfit you can see like presumably the shoes and his belt... he's really clinging to this stuff and it's sad because you can tell how homesick he is

he is definitely a minor character in pla and him and emmet were barely even in black and white as npcs but they're very endearingly written so i get why people like em so much