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Maybe we can be more than this diggianini, 2.2k
Diggia has been staring for ten minutes now, Enea asleep on his couch, legs open and thighs naked for his eyes.
The tattoo is slightly peeking from the shorts he’s wearing, and Diggia wishes he wore shorter shorts just to see more of him.
Even tho he technically doesn’t like men.
Technically.
Enea and him, they’re an exception, they’re something none of the two is willing to label past the “we aren’t gay but we fuck”
And right now Diggia would very much like for them to be fucking because Enea just looks too beautiful to be left there without touching him.
But it’s not like he can wake him up and ask for sex without an excuse, because now THAT would be gay.
Enea doesn't follow football, at least, not like he does, he's probably not aware Dybala has accepted to stay at Roma even if he head a huge offer on the table, and he had told Enea about how sad he would be about a transfer already
So he has to find an excuse, and has to find it quick because he's getting hard and wouldn't want to walk around his house hard like that while he has Enea over.
"Ao"
No response, Enea looks angelic like this, short hair framing his face in a painting-like way.
"Ao bestia"
A small movement, a grunt, but Enea's eyes are still closed, he switches positions, now his thigh tattoo is even more exposed. God Diggia wants to bite it.
"Bestia ao svejate" (Bestia oi wake up)
Enea opens his eyes, stretching lighlty revealing the V line just above the hem of his shorts, his happy trail making Diggia's mouth water almost as much as the tattoo.
"What"
He almost feels guilty for what he's doing, but all his morality dies down when he sees hoe Enea's gaze immediately goes at his dick, which is now clearly hard in his shorts.
"I'm - I just read a news that made me sad, you know? They're probably selling Dybala to whatever stupid Arab team that will pay him millions and I'm feeling really down. Care to help me feel better?"
Enea would want to roll his eyes back, he knows the footballer has actually already signed with Roma, Diggia just wants a blowjob and doesn't know how to ask for it properly.
But it's not like he doesn't like the idea of getting on his knees for him, he just wishes he could ask like a normal person.
Like "Enea I'm horny can you give me a blowjob? You know that I'd get back to you with a fuck in the near future anyway"
But he's happy with this too, he still gets to suck him off and later get his back blown by him.
"Seriously? that's sick bro. Like for real he's accepting money over quality?"
Diggia nods, Enea would like to play along to see how much it takes for diggia to give in and ask, but he's getting hard too and wants this to happen as soon as possible.
"You want me to make you feel better now?" "Yeah"
Enea smiles, moving so he's fairly close to Diggia before climbing down the couch between the man's already parted legs, letting him shift closer to the edge so to have easier access to his pants.
Enea works the fly open and shoves the shorts down, Diggia lets out a breath and curses himself for the really slim self control he has whenever he's with him.
In a few seconds he's stripped of his boxers too, he can feel Enea's lips on his tip and a hand squeezing the base of his dick .
"Fuck" He wants more, of this, always, the man is just too good with his mouth and lips to just have him do this every once in a while.
But wanting him more would be gay no? At least he thinks.
His attention is brought back to reality when Enea gets him deeper for the first time, head hitting the back of his throat making him gag for a second.
Diggia gets his hand on Enea's head, fingers tangling with his curls, pushing him more against his V-line, making him take more of his dick.
"Fuck don't stop"
Enea smiles, for as much as he can with a dick in his mouth, and bobs his head rhythmically, feeling the grip on his hair tighten and the sounds coming from Diggia getting louder and louder, grunts deeper and - fuck - masculine in a way that gets Enea weak to his knees.
Because he wants those sounds to be made directly next to his ears as Diggia fucks him like an animal, in front of a mirror so he can see how he looks when he's getting fucked, and can look at Diggia too, perfect body on display, all those moles he wants to kiss and commit to his memory.
He moans around his dick, getting Diggia to tilt his head back once again, letting out a deep moan that goes stright to Enea's dick, getting it even harder than it was the moment he got on his knees.
"Need to - fuck - need to cum I'm close I-" getting Diggia to this state where he's not completely able to form sentences is what gets Enea going, he knows the kind of power he has over him, and as the fucking bastard he is uses it at any given occasion.
He breaks away from him for just a second and looks up at Diggia, big eyes shining with need.
He meets the other's gaze in a dance of lust and desire, and has to restrain himself from getting up the floor and kiss him until he's drained.
"You can do it in my mouth, since you're so upset"
And Diggia thinks he could die now, because he'd never ask for something like that, but if it was Enea offering he surely wouldn't refuse.
"Yeah yeah ok yeah"
He's pathetic like that but it's not like Enea cared about it in this moment, he just wants to taste Diggia on his tongue and hope he's desperate enough to ask him to fuck afterwards.
He feels Diggia's dick twitch in his mouth and then a flow of hot and sticky cum down his throat.
It doesn't taste good, doesn't taste taht bad either, he's had experience enough to know this is a pretty normal taste for it.
He swallows everything, and hears Diggia curse again, he's glad he has this effect on him.
Enea lets go of his dick with a pop, bitter taste still on his tongue, and waits for Diggia to choose.
It's either he jerks him off on the couch or does something proper and gets him naked and moaning under him in the next two minutes.
“Can I fuck you? Still need a bit of release you know?”
“Yeah me too, am still disappointed by some shit at Ducati”
One would think Enea would get tired of always compromising with this way Diggia has of asking for things.
But as long as he gets to fuck or get fucked by him that’s fine to him.
“Pass the lube to me will you?”
They always keep one close to the couch at Diggia’s, that’s where most of their fucks happen anyway, it would make no sense to place it elsewhere.
“Yeah it’s uhm here here you go do - your thing”
He’s blushing, just thinking of Enea fingering himself open gets him like that, gets him hot and horny more than he already is.
Enea coats two of his fingers with lube , heating it up that bit to get it comfortable, but doesn’t waste time, he’s too needy for it.
He hints at Diggia to get his shorts off, and the man freezes when he sees he’s got no boxers underneath.
He just. He hasn’t. He is naked under there. Like he did it on purpose.
Enea opens his legs, fingers slightly pushing into his hole as he lets out a shaky breath.
“Ah”
Enea leant like to waste time, much less when he’s with Diggia an knows he’s pathetically quit at orgasming when he’s fucked by him.
He pushes two fingers in with no ceremony, it’s not been long since he did that himself but doing it in front of Diggia - fuck it was different, he could feel his own wetness being much more than usual, his need increased by a mile.
Diggia has his eyes locked on the scene, Enea’s finger thrusting in and out at a quick pace, squelching sound and soft whimpers filling up the room with lust.
He shouldn’t be enjoying it this much, shouldn’t even be looking in the first place, but he can’t help it, not when Enea looks like that, open and needy and fucking hot.
He’s practically drooling when he sees Enea pushing a third finger inside, his hole stretching around them, sound getting more and more arousing, his dick coming back to life.
He needs to be inside him and needs it now.
Enea can feel Diggia looking, staring actually, at him, at what he’s doing, and he knows it gets the other hard, but can’t dwell too much on that thought, especially when he wants Diggia to fuck him stupid and have him babbling nonsense.
“I’m ready Diggia you - fuck me”
It’s direct, something they don’t do that often, especially when the tone is so desperate like Enea’s right now, but Diggia couldn’t have waited for greater words, and just gets a few centimeters from him.
He’s got the decision of his life ahead of him.
It’s either he fucks Enea on all fours and gets to watch his perfect ass jiggle every time he thrust inside him, then comes on his back.
Or he fucks him like this, looking at him, pretty face making expressions of pleasure at each hit to the prostate, then coming all over his abs, face if he’s lucky enough.
“Are you gonna do something or are you not sad anymore?”
It gets Diggia back to Earth, fuck it he’s gonna take him like that, who cares if looking in his eyes will make him think about how beautiful Enea is.
He aligns his dick with Enea’s hole, slowly pushing in, it’s been more than a month since they went, despite his need to wreck him he tries to be at least gentle.
“Fuuuuck you’re big ah”
And it’s not like Diggia doesn’t know, he’s been told that by many many girls before, and he knows himself but fuck.
Hearing Enea practically moan that out it’s. It’s something else.
Enea is gripping at his bicep with force, like his life depends on it, he’s already whining and Diggia is drunk at the sight.
“Move come on I don’t have all day”
Diggia wants to protest, saying he’s still too little stretched and needs to go slow, but when his eyes lock with Enea’s it all goes to shit.
He sets a rushed pace, Enea letting go of his arm and Diggia using that moment to pin both of Enea’s hands above his head with one of his, the other hand closing around the boy’s thigh, the one with the tattoo who got him so lightheaded before.
A series of ah ah ah makes its way out Enea’s chest, moans timed with Diggia’s thrusts, which are becoming more and more deep, more precise.
When he hits his prostate Enea arches his back, a long-dragged moan echoes in the room, it’s just Diggia’s name but it gets him harder than before.
Diggia keeps on fucking into him with his usual rushed and hard pace, not an ounce of self control left, so much he lowers himself on Enea and kisses him, lips chapped and coarse against soft and plump, Diggia might loose his mind at this, especially when Enea gets the initiative and pushes his tongue past his teeth, forcing them to taste each other and suffocating their moans in each other’s mouth.
“You feel so good around me fuck”
Diggia has enough brain capacity to utter these last words before being very much close to his release.
His hips buck more raggedly than before, voice becoming deeper making Enea wetter and needier for it.
He needs to feel that, and needs to feel owned by Diggia somehow.
Enea knows what Diggia wants, or needs more precisely.
Not because he’s a sort of magician but because he’s just that easy to read.
“Inside Diggia inside me. Please”
the older man is about to pass out. Enea might've just given him the best gift ever.
“You sure? I can -”
“Yes yes I’m sure just please I need to - fuuck”
Diggia curls the hand squeezing his thigh around Enea’s dick, stroking it in time with his thrusts.
It’s not long, it’s very little actually, until Diggia comes with a grunt, buried deep inside a babbling Enea who just needs to have his release.
His hands are still held high above his head and he so desperately wants to break them free to tangle his fingers in Diggia’s hair and pull him in for a kiss.
Enea is quick to follow, a good enough flick of Diggia wrist does it for him, coming in spurts all over himself, painting his abs white and feeling his energy dissolve.
Diggia slips out, what usually is an uncomfortable silence now replaced by a feeling of mutuality.
Enea moving to curl up beside him, drifting back to the sleep he had disturbed.
In his heart Diggia knows he should understand this, himself, better.
But a part of him wants this to stay as it is, casual, confusing and hot.
Yeah, just like them, confusing and hot.
#alice writes#my fic <3#diggianini#diggia#enea#motogp fic#motogp rpf#they are stupid your honor#and gay#and in love#NO HOMO THO EH#(very much homo)#not beta read#not checked#I just need to sleep and collapse
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to moving forward
#my art#jujutsu kaisen#jjk#jjk fanart#jujutsu kaisen fanart#jjk art#yuji itadori#gojo satoru#fushiguro megumi#nobara kugisaki#itadori yuuji#megumi fushiguro#jjk spoilers#satoru gojo#jjk manga spoilers#hina.comic#before any1 says anything i KNOw his birthday is in december ik ik ik this is just 2 show some post-battle bonding after the trauma#its winter in canon n megumi's birthday has passed and he spent it being piloted like a mech so they need to celebrate Now!!#also this was technically a request lmao anon wanted megumi birthday angst hehehehhe i hope u like it <3 bc it KILLED ME DEAD#im going to collapse remember when i said this wasnt harder than the hydrangeas im having second thoughts#page 8 made me want to bash my head in#could have stuck with one flashback image could have left them monochrome could have done literally anything 2 ease the workload#but noooo the chronic overachiever in me would not allow it#rule of threes i had to include all of them and they Had to be in colour it wouldn't have hit the same if i had kept it monochrome#i needed it to look how childhood memories look i needed it to look oversaturated and hazy and fond but unmistakably Gone#it may have killed me but im so proud of this rn like from an art style perspective these megumis and yuujis r top tier by my standards#personal favourites r the first and last panel of crying megumi like not 2 pat myself on th back but expression?????? hello??????#enjoy your cake megumi you've earned it <333 sorry fr hurting ur feelings it will happen again#oh my god i can sleep tonight bless <333 and i met my 3 day deadline NICE im so good at what i do
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I need skk to hug after everything is over btw I need them to embrace each other so tight I need Dazai to bury his face in Chuuya's neck and run his fingers through his hair and I need Chuuya to do the same, face buried in Dazai's neck and taking deep breaths and hands clenching at the back of his coat I need them to hug like there's no tomorrow EVEN THOUGH THERE IS they're safe now everything is okay but they fear that if they let go the other might disappear
#I NEED THEM TO HUG LIKE THEY'LL DIE WITHOUT IT#LIKE HUGGING THE OTHER IS THE ONLY THING PREVENTING THEM FROM COLLAPSING ALL TOGETHER#I need them to hug. thats it.#a hug thats bone crashing at first but then softens#until they're simply holding each other#just breathing each other in#ohhh im so insane im so crayz im so unwell#sleeping on the highway tonight dont talk to me#skk#soukoku
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Always get so worked up when people are like “Batman doesn’t kill people, he just puts them in critical care, isn’t that worse?” And it’s. NO. No it isn’t worse because that’s the point the point is that he hurts them to the point they wish they are dead I-
Modern Batman especially, but even early Batman portray “Batman” as something ominous. It isn’t normal, it isn’t what a normal person should want to be like. Batman is unflinching and merciless amd drops out of the shadows because he’s supposed to be creepy!! He’s an eepy creepy lil dude!
The original origin of the “bat” part of Batman was bats being seen as a bad omen. They’re ominous, they denote bad luck. Bruce says that criminals are all superstitious, so ge decides to dress as a bat. This is literally the first explanation given for why Batman Batmans, and it all leads back to the sole fact that Bruce is trying to scare people.
He WANTS to be the Boogey-Man hiding under beds, he’s AIMING to be the eyes watching ominously from the shadows, he’s TRYING to be scary!
Death is scary, but the lead up to death is the scariest part, isn’t it?
Horror movies are scary because of the unrelenting figure stalking through the night. Slashers were scary because they killed with knives- it took multiple, painful stabs to die. Saw was considered scary because the injuries the traps inflict, the horror stems from imagining yourself in that position and wondering if you could hurt yourself to the point you would wish you were dead to live.
That’s the horror of Batman. An ominous omen. A creature that doesn’t stop until it reaches its prey. A stalker who knows more about you than you know about yourself. Death is more desirable, because death equals escape and this is a monster you will never be able to escape from.
That was the horror of It Follows, wasn’t it? The monster was everywhere and nowhere, always following, unrelenting, and the only way to escape was to give it to someone else.
Batman makes villains wish they were dead and that is the point. That is literally what he’s going for. Bruce Wayne has stocks in Gotham Hospital EMTs and he’s going to cash in right before he retires. The pain is inflicted on purpose. “I don’t want to kill anyone” is not the same phrase as “I don’t want to hurt anyone.” He wants to hurt people. Just, undeniably. Mentally, physically, emotionally, spiritually; he wants them to be hurt.
And I can’t stand when people act like hurting people goes against his morals. Has Batman ever said he didn’t want to hurt anybody? It was a lie, if he ever did, because he definitely hurts himself literally everyday on purpose. He’s an eepy! Creepy! Spooky! Little! Guy! Let him be an eepy creepy spooky little guy!
#the inane ramblings of a madman#long post#dc#bruce wayne#batman comics#batman#horror#halloween#it’s the harvest moon#may our stresses be over and our passions return#anyway#i will always stand by batman being at its core horror#it isn’t always horror for us as the audience#but it certainly is always horror for criminals#also i just think bruce enjoys scaring people#i think he likes it#my evidence? he keeps scaring people#i’ve been a workin on the railroad#aka i’ve been so stressed out with my job that i come home and collapse#i had to get this batman analysis out of my system#i need to obsess over batman for my mental health#my eepy creepy spooky lil guy#i think we’re all sleeping on the inherent horror of the batfam#stalker man who never shows his true emotions man with a hair string trigger stalker 2 tiny child raised to assassinate#stalker young women who would kill her father if it weren’t for the laws of this land young women trained to assassinate people#and duke over there literally glows in the dark#like#i could so easily write horror of these people#honestly
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Chronic fatigue skysword link is so real to me bc if you sit down in the game you regain hearts. Which is so real tbh
#he needs an item he can carry around thats just a chair#in the demise fight like HOLD ON [sits] okay#also the stamina fruits...do u see my vision here#txt#get this guy a collapsible stool STAT#also the fact he sleeps in his clothes 😭 so me when i was in college#sorryyyy i will never stop thinking abt him w chronic fatigue#and pain. LOL
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Good Godfather Vlad AU - Part 3
Link to Part 1 , Part 2
@kaitouhime @krzys2000 @moobloomrights @spooky-fm
Brunch
The brunch meeting ended up being a huge scene, but not overly embarrassing. A table is knocked over when Jack and Maddie rush over to Vlad. Luckily it did not have anyone eating at it yet. The children trailing behind them stopped to right the table. Vlad is unfortunately too slow to offer the fudge before Jack sweeps him up into a crushing bear hug.
“We have been terrible friends. How could you ever forgive us!” Jack cries as he lifts Vlad off his feet in a hug.
“We should have questioned why you never responded after all these years.” Maddie says hovering beside them.
“Dad, put him down!” Jasmine shouts.
“Yeah, I don’t think he can breathe with you crushing him like that.” Danny adds in.
If he did not have to breath all the time this would be very uncomfortable. Jack pulls him into an impossibly closer hug before gently putting him back on the ground and releasing him. A glare from Maddie at the gawking people has them hastily avert their gaze. His clothes are now rumpled a little from the bear hug. Vlad straightens a little before stepping closer to the pair.
“It is not all your burden to bear. Despite how close we had been, I never reached out either after the accident.” Vlad says a little apprehensive.
His hands nervously clutch at the box of fudge as he makes eye contact with Jack and Maddie. This was the hardest thing he had done in a very long time. He was still coming to terms and processing everything that had happened. In just a few short days he had a fundamental part of his past cast into new light. His lack of responsibility in trying to maintain his part of their friendship was a new glaring issue he had ignored for far too long.
Maddie’s eyes crinkle as she sweeps forwards with arms outstretched. Unlike Jack she waits for the moment for him to step closer.
“I can’t express how much I regret not tracking you down the first day out of the hospital.” Vlad chokes out as Maddie pulls him into a hug.
“I told myself so many things about why you might not want to see us anymore.” her voice catches a bit as she speaks.
“We never were very good about confrontation when it was about emotions. Always ready to jump into a discussion about science and engineering and tear into that” Jack added.
“It might take some time and it won’t be the same but I would like to be in your lives again.” Vlad says.
“You are always welcome.” Maddie says softly.
“You are practically family!” Jack happily shouts.
The tension drops a little as Vlad really sees his friends ready to welcome him back into their life. Without the haze of hate from before clouding his judgment. He sees the laughter lines in Maddie’s face and the gray in Jack's hair. They are not college students working towards getting a doctorate. Life has gone on and his friends have changed just like he has.
“Now I hope this does not spoil the meal, but I have something for you.” Vlad says, offering up the fudge box.
“Oh, is that what I think it is?” Jack crows in delight.
He bounds forwards and takes the box from Vlad. Maddie lets out a fond smile and begins to usher the group back to their table.
“I had some help but I believe this is a very nice fudge.” Vlad says with a wink at Danny.
“Ohh! I have heard of Miss Martha’s Marviolours Fudge.” Jack excitedly says.
Vlad starts to walk to the table the family had been seated at. There is already an extra setting at the table. His step falters for a moment before he catches a supportive look from Jasmine. She gestures with her hands forming a cube shape. Danny gives her a confused look as he pulls his father along. Stealing a breath he keeps walking to the place set for him.
“It has been a long time but I hope you still enjoy them.” Vlad says. Pulling the rubix cube out.
“Vlad I can’t believe you remembered that!” Maddie exclaims in delight.
She takes the cube and immediately begins to twist and turn it to solve the cube in a matter of moments. Then resets it and begins to form a classic trick pattern.
“Whoa. How do you do that so fast, I thought they were supposed to be hard to solve?” Danny asks his mother.
The rest of the brunch manages to pass with little fanfare after that. Maddie shows her son how to solve it and explains the mechanics behind it. Jack scrawls on a napkin the attributes of the fudge and hashes out the new top ten. Laughter and joy is had as ten years worth of catching up happens over the course of the meal. They manage to only break one glass. It might just be the nicest morning Vlad has had in years.
Now with a Part 4.
#Danny Phantom AU#Good Vlad#Good Vlad AU#Good Godfather Vlad AU#Danny Phantom#So I am trying to decide on which which plot point I want to come next as I have a few nuggets I am working on#Danny is about to have had enough sleep to realize that his ghost sense is going off#Vlad is still clueless as he has not been primed to react to it going off#unlike Danny who at this point is like a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs#people still use that saying right?#Jack after all this time really is happy his best friend is back in his life#Maddie is still feeling really guilty and knows how private Vlad is with affection and ready to snap a camera in half if needed#Jasmine is swinging wildly between proud of the emotional and communication going on and utterly embarrassed#Vlad is really close to an emotional collapse after all this and will need a break to just recollect#He has had a lot happen in a few days and just holding together#He is one bad thing away from emotional overwhelment
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collapses to the ground like a deflated balloon
#my god#stage one is finally complete . . . . . . . .#if you can recall that poll i reblogged about passing out#that important contact i received was mr. seto of the vocaloid team#who messaged me asking about a collaboration and quite literally nearly caused me to pass out#i read the message preview on my phone#stood up#saw stars#and collapsed onto my bed and had to lay down for like. 10 minutes before my body would stop feeling distant and weak w#i similarly felt ready to pass out today when i sent a message to ask when the announcement tweet would be#and they tweeted it. immediately after w#no joke rice and i were scrambling behind the scenes to get our act together and figure out what we wanted to say KHGJGSJKFHGKJ#all the while screaming because yamaha said they'd be posting it on valentine's day and we thought they meant our timezone w#because the whole point of this collab was to get the zolas more well known in the english-speaking sphere w#EITHER WAY#i am. so so tired and now i need to pass out so i can get enough sleep before more internship tomorrow w#which is heating up because my seminar professor wants a detailed plan of my final project goals This Friday#but my mentor won't know anything about where to fit that in until Thursday at the earliest#and my supervisor just hounded me over email to coordinate with the two other people at my station and choose an activity to lead#but that requires. planning. that our mentors won't have until thursday........#perishing . . . . . .
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*crawls out of a hole he couldn't see covered in blood* just finished watching centricide 7. im normal about it.
#felixlupin.txt#/powe btw. but that was obvious#i just spent. *stares at clock* like. two hours straight doing that? yeah. two hours. okay. okay okay okay.#besides the short break i took to draw ancom mind of course#mi lape. i will watch centricides 8 tomorrow or something#but i need to go collapse into a puddle in my bed now and think and then go to sleep#gnight
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"zzz"
#;; i really need to get my shit together and go to sleep before 6 in the morning jesus christ#;;open#i guess?#;; imma force myself to go to bed now before i collapse over the keyboard#;; love y'all so much!#for real I've never had this much of a welcoming experience on tumblr#i know i say this a lot but i'm just so happy!#<3
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Ok, during lunch i was goofing off by browsing the dat*ng app and came across a profile who 'liked' mine that was some blonde haired pretty boy with this as a tag line: "looking for the sophie to my howl". My heart flew into my throat....was i about to live out some teenage fantasy? I got incredibly excited until i realized with dawning horror that this dude possibly meant movie!sophie...
Full offense to the movie but the artists shaved off all the harsh edges on both sophie and howl to the point of unrecognizability beyond basic plot points. So anyone who is searching for the soft, gentle, pleasant version of sophie in the movie absolutely could not handle the slightly manic cleaning lady who enjoys bullying fire demons from the book. Book sophie is quite literally a bit of an obnoxious witch(with a b). She gets angry and expresses herself by murdering weeds. She enjoys teasing howl mercilessly. She gets panic attacks and wears the curse around her like a blanket to protect herself from anxiety and uncertainty. Book sophie is a fully flawed three dimensional character in the same way that movie sophie is a picturesque daydream meant for someone more in love with the idea of being in love than wanting to actually be in love.
But it also just annoyed me because this dude was unwittingly buying into the exact flaw of movie howl. Movie howl was remade into the idea of what women want: he's perfect, he's courtly and an utter gentleman, he acts like a prince. Movie howl is what book howl pretended to be when he went off on dates.
And the entire point of the book is that it took these disguises coming off (howl's princely fake romance character and sophie's literal old woman curse) for these two idiots to fall in love. Sophie starts out as a shy timid mouse, too scared to even talk to howl - she literally runs away from him when they meet in the market. She's so insecure and unable to be selfish that the curse is a blessing in disguise for her. The minute she becomes an old woman she no longer has anything to lose, all her fucks are gone, she's for once in her life just being herself. And she marches into howl's castle looking for a place to sleep because she thinks an old woman would be safe from howl's heart stealing (womanizing) ways.
And howl, meanwhile, doesn't know anything about this crazy old woman except Calcifer likes her (and calcifer represents howl's true heart so it's essentially his gut instinct), and he sees through the old woman disguise before she sees through his but the point is he's still seeing the real sophie - not the shy timid one (movie sophie).
And sophie sees behind howl’s entire facade! The book emphasizes that howl's towering powerful ‘castle’ is hollow smoke - it’s really a tiny three room cottage. Sophie gets to meet howl's real family and find out his working class plain mouse-brown hair background from an unmagical unglamorous world. Sophie cuts up his fancy suits immediately when howl tries to put on his disguise and ‘steal hearts’ again. That was the entire theme of the book: real love doesn't need disguises and artifice.
THAT was the teenage daydream: struggling with insecurity and posturing and a whole bunch of nonsense to discover honest true love underneath. And the movie was about none of that.
Teenage me never wanted the stupid princely version of howl. Teenage me wanted the messy, vain, spider loving, too soft hearted, cowardly, loyal, andre aggassi, stubborn-assed wizard from the book. I will never never forgive the movie for taking all that and turning it into something some guy who fancies himself a handsome courtly prince can put into his d*ting profile.
Anyway if any wizards are in need of an old cleaning lady to befriend their fire demon let me know. Fire demon not required - i have my own, my blue teardrop of a car named Clacifer. And i have the spiders. And i have the facade of success thats on the brink of crumbling. And i keep heartlessly rejecting everyone who wants to date me. Shit fuck ive turned into howl. Except im also my own manic cleaning lady so maybe ive just hyper independently doomed myself to lonliness \o/
#Jrnlsht#I asked him if he meant book or movie#and he said movie and that he never felt the need to read the book#and i unmatched him immediately#i feel like the best example is when howl gets sick and ends up in bed#in the movie he's in this gorgeous and detailed bedroom ensconsed beautifully amongst pillows like a sleeping prince#in the book howl is both drunk and has the flu and is stumbling up the stairs swearing and miserable and collapses into bed#nobody is the sleeping prince if someone says they are the sleeping prince they must be lying or be so short sighted that they are#Unaware of their own times of being a stumbling mess who just wants to collapse into bed#Book sophie sees the stumbling mess (and laughs at him) but still thinks hes a prince (her prince) anyway#Im still convinced that the moment howl teased sophie back by wearing her magically oversized *mended* fancy suit was the moment#Sophie fell in love#They're idiots your honor#and im afraid a fellow idiot is the only type of person im interested in
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alongside someone like you
#my art#jujutsu kaisen#jjk#yuji itadori#megumi fushiguro#itafushi#fushiita#fanart#jjk fanart#jujutsu kaisen fanart#jjk spoilers#jjk manga spoilers#jjk 266#jjk leaks#i feel like i say this after every piece at this point but iam once again. SO TIRED#collapses dead#cries i did it again i ws up all last night finishing the first 1.....tht one took *counts* 8 hours...#got 3 hrs sleep n picked up where i left off on th second one at 8 in the morning#2nd one absolutely ruined me n made the third one feel like a herculean task . even tho its literally just them on a bed#rooms....KITCHENS......beloathed!!!! public enemy no1 kill on sight!!!!!!#hell is real and they make u render different rooms of houses from scratch no perspective tool no clue what ur doing#n they see how long it takes u to completely lose it#clipped yuujis bangs back tho n i thought tht was cute . silver linings#1ST ONE WAS SO FUN ALSO idk if its bc outdoor environments r forgiving or bc i had more energy n was fresh faced n hopeful or what#but it is by far my favourite. once again pulled out nearly every nature brush in my arsenal#third one meh simple safe soft w/e i was just so exhausted after th kitchen tht working on it was such a slog#oh ya i added a bunch of scars 2 yuuji's arms n lobbed off his ring finger sighs the yuuji injury list (tm) grows every minute#also HINA USE YELLOW CHALLENGE CLEAR golden hour in2 sunset my beloved <333 easy warm light + safe homey Peaceful vibes...bless#cries eternally thinking abt them let us have this let THEM have this pls thank u#ok i need to not look at these anymore take them enjoy my contribution 2 the domestic itfs pile
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interesting deltarune fic idea. does the SOUL feel bodily cues from Kris? probably not right? what would happen if the SOUL just has Kris doing stuff for days straight without food or rest? what happens when the SOUL pushes Kris to a limit we can't feel?
#i imagine if we just. dont let kris sleep. they'd seem fine for a while#until to us it feels like their body isn't as responsive#maybe it's lagging or something. right? cuz it's just a game they aren't real lol#until they just collapse from exhaustion and we're like oh shit what why is that a feature#alternatively#we just don't feed kris. and since their brain can't tell their body it needs to take it easy and eat#we just keep controlling them#until the Side Effects begin#and when they walk weird abd keep tripping and struggle to get up we're like ''wtf is up with this game''#nutdealer posting#kris#kris dreemurr#kris deltarune#kris dr#the soul#the player#the soul deltarune#the player deltarune#the soul dr#the player dr#fic ideas#fic prompt
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#wuwa spoilers#storage is dying but >///<#he may or may not b dead but he's pretty ໒꒰ྀི˶˃ᆺ˂˶ ꒱ྀིა#also i just realized tht his jp va is also veritas' va >_< he sounds so sexy waaaah !!!! \(//∇//)\#butbut!!! Enough abt him bcus the lady with spider lily motif on her dress was so ?):):!?? 💗_💗#rlly like the little ritual dance she did to summon da monster :33 hehehe if evil why pretty#also !!! Jiyan !!!!! 🥺 he was soo sooo cool whn confronted by geshushu (is it ok to call him that...?) (≧∀≦)#legit pouted whn he almost collapsed bcus he strained himself to protect us :(#like !!!!! whywhy Whyyy ໒꒰ྀི -᷅ ⤙ -᷄ ꒱ྀི১ u Never needed to take the hit 4 me baobei 😞😞🥺#okay now 'm going to sleep... ^_^ sorry for being weird w sum lines on my screen i only got to know a few days ago u_u#chatter。
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bitches love me cause i sleep until 4
I'm stealing you melatonin I need some
#I woke up at EIGHT!!! I COULD NOT SLEEP MORE!!!!!!!#I actually. Fell asleep at a decent time it was weird#This is funny to me if I fall asleep early I WILL be forcibly woken up by my body because it is alarming apparently if I sleep normally#I don't ever sleep enough I can't ever. Like 6-5 hours on school nights#Maybe once or twice a month like last night ig I'll just. Randomly collapse or pass out in my room and sleep for longer than normal and the#I'm good for a few weeks. Like. It's strange. How I sleep idk.#I've fallen asleep at like 6 and woken up at 3am on a SATURDAY#and also I slept for 18 hours one time and then only got like three hours for the next few days#I'm taking your melatonin I need my body to produce it like a normal person#Asks#fruit-gummiees
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One of my favorite things about Phantom is that he's constantly going off-model (at least in Kingdom Battle). Like his proportions change in every shot:
Makes me wonder what the animation process was. I do love how they put so many smears in it. The way they make the movements look so much more fluid and expressive (and give us screenshots that are absolutely priceless)...
I just think it's interesting how Phantom does this much more than anyone else because it makes me think he's actually even more gloopy and squishy than he looks lol. Wonder if he would melt into a puddle if he got too hot.
#he's a big slime :D#listen i just love him despite how awful he is#genuinely i think he's so cute#big ol cutie patootie ❤️#i can't wait to see him in the dlc i can't wait to hear his voice again awgh *collapses*#sorry for gushing so much lol it's late i need to sleep GOODNIGHT Y'ALL#I Talk Sometimes#mario rabbids#phantom of the bwahpera#rayman in the phantom show
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I am. So very tired.
#i haven't vague or emotional posted on tumblr in a hot minute but I just. i need to throw this out into the void or it's going to Consume me#i'm not doin great#i've made a few mistakes the past few days that would mean nothing to a normal person but they are just eating me alive#maybe it's cause it's late idk but they weigh on me#and they're just so nothing and inconsequential so I feel Stupid for being emotional about them#but when I already feel alone#when I already feel like a terrible friend#these things all just gnaw at my chest until I break#until it feels like my ribs are collapsing and I can't breathe and there's a weight on my chest I can't get rid of#i know I need to Talk to someone but I'm just not ready to be honest about things with a third party yet#and I know that's fucking me over but I just. can't#it's not always this bad#it's not even that frequent really#but sometimes I just feel like I'm drowning#idk#i don't intend for anyone to read this but like I said I need my thoughts to Go Somewhere that aren't just my private notes#and if you did skim this. thank you#i'm going to try and sleep and just. sincerely hope that helps#personal
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