#THANK U MVP

[f4rlands]

my manager must have my tumblr bc SHES LET ME GOOOOOO

someone break me out of work pls

[ryllen]

Congrats to the FIRST TEAM to BEAT THE TITAN!

[lesbianspeedy]

anyways. thinking always about mia never wearing a skirt or dress again after her first issue.

thinking about her almost always having her hair in a ponytail after her first issue. (and the few times she doesn't, its when shes at home and particularly stressed out. when ollie was lying to her about joanna, after her diagnosis, after red hood. this was all on purpose to ME)

thinking about her fingernails, painted black in her first issue, being painted pink or red every issue after

thinking about her in her crop tops and cargo pants. in pink shirts and jeans. in jackets and sneakers and too-big tees and pyjamas. in the safety of wearing clothes for no one but herself

[coi-arts]

Hi,

Feel free to ignore me if you are not interested or feel uncomfortable but given how you’re one of the bloberta and clayberta MVPs I felt like maybe you’d have thought about this before.

Do you feel like there’s a connection between Bloberta’s father and Clay? The models for both of them look a bit similar but I don’t know if maybe that’s just because they are all clay figures and their overall attitude of “trying to try” + him constantly carrying a glass of alcohol made me wonder if he could have been a subconscious influence for why she has put up with Clay for so long but I haven’t seen anyone talking about it before.

Thank you for your time and I love your art! Also your playlist is amazing. I listened to it today as I went to the doctor and uuurrrghhhh the feelings.

the men in her life suck fr

YEESSS ive been thinkin about this and its DEFINITELY one of the reasons she puts up with him.. it makes her sick and she tries to convince herself he is FAR from who clay is, a better man than him etc.. but she folds anyway when she does see him in clay and everytime he shows the tiniest bit of emotion to her other than hatred.. excuse me while i lose my mind over this..

[jtl-fics]

Fluent Freshman - 38

PREV

If it weren’t for the fact that he and Riko had stumbled across a truly traumatizing video of his birth that they had watched secretly in Tetsuji’s office when he was away on a business trip one weekend Kevin would believe that he was born with an Exy racquet in his hand. But the image that is seared into his retinas to this day has proven that he came into this world empty handed.

That doesn’t change the fact that Kevin has spent the majority of his life utterly and completely submersed in Exy. He was trained as a Raven, he was court, he was a champion as both a Raven as a Fox and if he had his way he’d leave college with more Championships under the orange and white than the black and red.

Exy was everything in the world to him.

He could overlook many personality defects if someone brought something to the Court.

Apathetic five foot nothing who was more likely to stab him than shake his hand? Well, he’s the best goalie that Kevin had ever seen in his entire life (and that was saying something).

Tight ass who has anger management issues and will not shut the fuck up about his girlfriend now that he’s not even allowed to have? Well, he is a very solid backliner who has excellent ball handling skills (even if Aaron keeps telling him to stop saying it like that or why he keeps yelling that he’s straight).

Overly touchy, too emotional, will not shut the fuck up about his fiancé in Germany? Well, he is a very solid backliner who is great at rebounds (Kevin doesn’t get why Nicky gets mad when he says that or why he brings up Erik).

Guy who actively dislikes him and is dying for any chance to punch him and also being overly attached to his friends? He’s a great enforcer on the court and had the stamina to play far longer than the other two backliners (Why Dan always said “yeah he does” whenever Kevin commented on Matt’s stamina he will never understand, and he also doesn’t want to.)

Suspicious kid from Millport with a mouth that could strip paint and a past so shrouded in mystery that it even had Andrew perking up in interest? Well, he’s the fastest Striker in the game and the only person that has ever kept up with Kevin’s obsession with the sport. (There was the minor downside that he was the son of the Butcher and almost died before the championships, but Neil pulled through.)

He tolerated all of them and now they’re his best friends.

There are some who he does find personally objectionable but so long as Jack and Sheena manage to continue to be good on the court he doesn’t care about the many many faults in their personalities. They’re his teammates, they aren’t his friends.

He accepted that he might not like any of the others that came onto the team. For the most part he had never given a shit about before the Foxes, content with his brotherhood with Riko even if it wasn’t…perfect. Then he became friends with FF and FF had done him a truly large favor and Kevin wanted to pay that back the best way he knew how. Through his truly infallible health advice and through perfectly crafted smoothies.

Then Daniel appeared with the truth that FF truly met all requirements to be a Fox and Kevin tasted his own smoothie for the first time.

He considered both revelations to be equally upsetting.

Still…

FF was one of the best dealers Kevin had ever had the pleasure to be on Court with. The man knew his position well and interrupted offensives with an enviable ease that made Kevin wish to possibly strap some sort of device onto him and figure out how he did certain things.

It wasn’t that far off to believe that a man raised in the same environment as FF could possibly have similar talents and since Lisa fucked off back to some small town cult they really did need a good sub. Sheena was a good offensive dealer but they had games coming up where defense would be imperative and FF did not have the stamina for a full game and likely would not for quite some time considering he’d be recovering from being stabbed.

So, he’d defended Daniel’s right to try out.

At first, he had felt vindicated. Daniel kept up quite well during the initial warm-ups. Kept pace with Jack, Sheena, Aaron, Andrew, and Nicky. Kevin had been bringing up the rear mostly to make sure that Andrew didn’t stab the guy during warm-ups.

Then it was time for the first precision drill.

The other thing about how Kevin was raised is that he was raised surrounded only by the best of the best. The Ravens were at the top of the Collegiate hierarchy. The National Court used their stadium for practice.

The worst Exy that Kevin had ever seen in his entire life up until the moment that Daniel took hold of an Exy racquet was still only the worst team in Collegiate Division 1 Exy.

Then Kevin watched the ball go so wide that the entire court went silent.

All of the drills that followed were as bad, if not worse.

Kevin felt himself start to vibrate with anger the longer it went on. He started to shout corrections at Daniel but the younger man merely rolled his eyes, “I think I know what I’m doing.” He would say before pointedly proving that he did not.

Kevin only realized nearly an hour in that he had wasted his entire practice shouting himself hoarse at the actual waste of human life that was Daniel Stanton.

Kevin could accept being bad at Exy and having an inoffensive personality. Kevin could accept being good at Exy and having a bad personality.

Kevin could not accept being bad at Exy and having a bad personality.

Coach Wymack called the practice to an end and Kevin thought that he’d manage to keep his anger mostly inside (he is ignoring the near hour of practice he spent screaming directions) when Daniel decided to deliver the Coup de Grace.

Sweat soaking his bangs, panting, and without a single thing done correctly (even the way he was currently holding his borrowed Exy racquet set Kevin’s teeth on edge) the man had the gall, the gumption, and the absolute AUDACITY to come up to the coach.

“So, where do I sign?” he asks.

Kevin sees red and unleashes hell.

***

This was the most fun Andrew has had at a practice since he started having to come to them.

The look of embarrassment on Daniel’s face as Kevin accurately tore into everything he did wrong on the Court and every personal failing that Kevin could home in on. His attention shifted away to FF sitting in the stands near the University official who was shaking her head at the obvious poor showing. The University may have wanted Daniel around to spruce up the Fox’s marketability but even they couldn’t let someone so obviously awful onto one of their few Division 1 teams.

FF was sat sipping one of Kevin’s god awful smoothies looking completely unshocked by Daniel’s showing.

Kevin turned his attention to FF, “You said he was good!” Kevin points at the freshman as he continues to sip the drink.

Andrew interrupts, “He never said he was good.” He remembers the conversation so exactly and there are few things he loves more than having the opportunity to rub it in Kevin’s face when the man is wrong, “He said ‘Daniel has always been athletic’ never anything about him being good.” Andrew reminds.

Kevin whips back around to Daniel, “Have you ever even played Exy?” Kevin demands.

“I didn’t think it’d be hard to pick up.” Daniel argues crossing his arms defensively.

It sets Kevin off on another furious rant.

Andrew had thought that FF didn’t have a mean bone in his body and he’s quite pleased to have been proven wrong. The thought that FF had let Daniel get all the way into embarrassing himself in such a way?

Andrew had to give him props.

“How does it feel getting to watch this idiot crash and burn?” he asks coming to the glass.

“Really thought he could manage it if I could.” FF says with a shrug that has Aaron bark out a laugh.

“You really figured?” Aaron asks coming to stand next to Andrew.

FF just shrugs again, “I mean I also started not knowing how to play and now I’m on a pretty good team.” He says as if FF starting as a child not knowing how to play is the same as someone walking in demanding a spot on a college team.

Nicky lets out a laugh.

“Oh, Smithy I could kiss you.” Nicky laughs and makes his way towards the Court entrance to likely do exactly that moving past a Daniel who was so red in the face with embarrassment and anger that he looked as if he was about to turn purple.

Andrew tuned in.

“…small pond. The only reason you ever felt like you were worth anything is that Smiths was too nice to put you in your place before now!” Kevin was probably talking about medium-sized fish in a small pond but Andrew didn’t really care to know.

“Are you going to let him talk to me like this?!” Daniel finally turned to Wymack.

“Kevin, you shouldn’t talk to the public like that.” Wymack says without a hint of chastisement in his voice.

Kevin still straightened at the reminder, “You’re right. Sorry coach.” Kevin sneered at Daniel, “Get off the court before you taint it.” He hisses.

“You’re really not going to sign me?!” Daniel demands.

“Why would I?” Wymack asks with a raised brow.

“You took a chance on John!” Daniel points towards FF.

Andrew watches as Wymack’s face does something he’d rarely seen it do, it goes utterly and completely cold. “I don’t take chances with my kids.” He spat, “I give my kids a second chance. Get the hell off of my court.” He hisses.

Daniel’s face purples further before he stomped off of the Court.

“Don’t you dare walk off with that racquet! It’s worth more than you!” Kevin shouts after him and Andrew in that moment realizes that Daniel is going to do something stupid.

And FF is on the other side of the Plexiglass with only Nicky at his side.

It’s like watching a train crash.

Daniel might say something, but Andrew doesn’t know. He sees Neil rushing as well, his sense of danger always well-honed but Neil had been in Captain mode in the moments before walking some of the sophomore and freshmen through what they had done wrong.

Neither of them will make it in time.

Daniel throws his racquet, and he throws it right at FF barely 5 feet away in the stands.

The Racquet blows past FF’s head and Andrew lets out a breath.

Then before it could crash into the seats behind him and break FF’s hand wrapped around the shaft of the stick and stopped it’s trajectory.

“Your aim really isn’t getting any better by not listening to Kevin’s advice.” Smith says as he twirls the racquet in his hand so that the net was on the ground. “Also, don’t break the equipment, like Kevin said it’s pretty expensive.” He says.

Daniel let out a primal scream but where Andrew had stalled out to watch the miraculous catch Matt Boyd had not. Daniel was tackled to the ground by the backliner, “Absolutely not.” Matt said with a scowl.

“Smithy are you okay?” Andrew hears Nicky ask.

“Yeah, why?” FF asks as if he hadn’t just been attacked but considering everything that Andrew had seen it wouldn’t shock him if Daniel’s attacks were just par for the course back home for FF. “The racquet looks okay too.” He adds.

“Coach Wymack,” The University representative made their way down looking flustered at the outburst of violence.

Obviously not someone who regularly watched Exy or paid attention to their team.

“This is why I wanted absolute control over who does and who doesn’t get a shot here.” Wymack hisses pointing at Daniel as he struggled under Matt.

“You have our sincere apologies for this.” She says looking at Daniel, “He didn’t… we thought he’d be good for the team’s culture but it seems like we may have misjudged-“

“That guy just tried to take Smithy out!” Nicky interrupts.

“I told you he was dangerous.” Neil adds.

“Can someone call campus security?” Matt asks from the ground, “This jackass keeps aiming for kidney punches and I would like to not be pissing blood during winter break.” Matt requests.

“O-of course!” the University representative says fumbling for her cell phone.

Andrew looked at Matt and figured that the backliner had a handle on that particular mess at the moment.

He made his way over to FF and Nicky who was checking over the freshman.

“Nice catch.” He says.

FF shrugs, “It’s my racquet he was borrowing.” He says, “I didn’t want to get a new one.” He adds.

***

FF watches as campus security took custody of Daniel as he continued to spit and scream. There are talks about pressing charges, but FF just wants Daniel off of the campus and away from him. It’s Jack of all people who says that getting a restraining order is a great way to make sure Daniel stays the hell away from him and FF nods consideringly.

Honestly, he’s still mostly in shock he managed to catch his racquet the way he had. His reflexes weren’t quite up to snuff since he’d been trying to catch the netting, but his hand only closed around the shaft.

Embarrassing.

He really hopes no one teases him about his slower reflexes.

“He needs to be charged for assault at least.” Kevin hisses as they watch the security officers take Daniel away.

“It’d be attempted assault.” Aaron corrects.

“He assaulted my eyes with his Exy.” Kevin insists.

“If that counted as assault, don’t you think I would have pressed charges for all the times I have had to see you dance at Eden’s?” Neil asks. “Also, you’re the one that insisted he try-out.” He reminds.

“Smiths told me he was good!” Kevin screeches.

“No, we’ve been over this Day. Smithy said he was athletic.” Nicky reminds. “Are you going to do what Jack suggested?” he asks turning to FF.

“I’d like to see significantly less of Daniel.” FF admits.

“You know he did actually commit assault, if I pee blood I’m making Kevin go buy me pads.” Matt says.

“Whatever.” Kevin says as they continued to make their way back to the dorm to get ready for the day.

MASTERPOST FOR ALL PARTS OF FLUENT FRESHMAN AU

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[fluxydrawings]

oh, baby, it's so cruel

[leverage-ot3]

hozier starting to sing take me to church and then unfurling a pride flag healed something in me actually

if you listen closely you can hear me yell ‘oh my god’ when he does it

[wikitpowers]

SORRY I HAVE TO FLEX ON THIS QOAAD MY SISTER FOUND IN A CHARITY SHOP TODAY FOR £2 WHAT THE FUCK IT HAS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL ARTWORK BY ALICE DUKE :’)))

(i’m so in love stop🥹)

[monokuromuheaven]

Carlos Diehz: cinema’s architect. All about Conclave’s premiere

Carlos Diehz felt a special inclination toward acting when he was a child. However, his shyness led him to study architecture, though he excitedly recounts his time as an extra in The Man in the Golden Mask, which French filmmaker Jean Reno shot in Mexico City in 1989. After over 30 years of working as an architect, living in Canada due to his job, and witnessing how his children grow up, the Mexican rekindled his interest in acting and began taking classes.

“With the kids out of the house, I said: ‘Now I can do whatever I want, and I thought about acting’, since it was unfinished business for me. I chose an acting studio in Vancouver, but then the pandemic happened, so I started searching online and found an acting workshop. It was great. It lasted eight weeks, three hours a day, and I learned a lot. One of the lessons I learned came in the first class when a teacher said: ‘If any of you are taking [this workshop] as a hobby or just to learn something new, don’t make me waste my time and don’t waste yours because this is a business and you are your capital.’ That idea stuck with me, and I took it seriously”, Carlos Diehz said in an interview with Excelsior.

A couple of days ago, the actor and the rest of the cast of Conclave stepped onto the stage to receive the Best Cast 2025 Award at the Palm Spring International Film Festival. In the film created by Edward Berger, Carlos Diehz plays Cardinal Benítez, a Mexican priest who lived in several conflict-torn countries. He arrives at the Vatican to join the conclave that will designate the next Pope, not imagining that his presence would be highly significant. With only three short films and a formal acting career of three years, the Mexican actor has captured the attention of international media, primarily due to his importance in Berger’s story, whose film All Quiet on the Western Front received a nomination for Best Adapted Screenplay at the Oscars. “One day, one of the acting and life coaches told me: ‘You are the hero of your own story, and in the end, you get what you’re looking for, but if you don’t know what you’re looking for, you’ll struggle constantly.’ It was in 2021 when she asked me: ‘What is your wildest dream to accomplish within the next five years?’ and I said: ‘In five years, I want to be in a movie working alongside Oscar winners or nominees, if possible.’ At the time, she thought it was cute, but it was what I wanted. One must follow their passions, and there is no age limit. Acting was a pending passion of mine, and it worked out—it’s going well. We’ll see what happens next”, Carlos said via Zoom. In September 2022, he received the movie script for Conclave from a young agent who worked with him. He knew the role was his when he read the character’s description: a Mexican priest of small height, brown-skinned, and with a “peculiar” voice that the actor describes as soothing. After a long talk with the film director, during which he expressed to Berger how he envisioned the character, he got the role that put him in the limelight within the film industry. “When I met with Edward, he asked me what I had in mind for the role, and I told him I thought of Saint Francis and Saint Ignatius. They saw God as a mother because the relationship with their fathers was difficult. I told him Benitez treated everyone with maternal love, [because] a father is a guide but is also authority. In contrast, a mother is affectionate, nurtures the emotional side, and, at the same time, steers it. So I told him Benitez was like that. I got the role, and I recalled some teachers telling me, just when I was beginning, ‘Keep going because someone has already written a role for you’”, recounted the actor born in 1971. Amidst the euphoria sparked by Conclave, which last Sunday won Best Screenplay at the Golden Globes and recreated the Sistine Chapel in Cinecittà, Carlos Diehz has a clear stance on fame. “The people in front of the screen are just like any of us. Talking to them in Rome was about life, not work, and you realize everyone is the same. We all suffer, we all love, and we all cry in the same way. Being there at the front and having that fame—it's all temporary. It comes and goes, and they all know it. That’s why they keep their feet on the ground, and that’s amazing. It doesn’t matter how famous they are in their field; everything is temporary.” Diehz told us he will continue to combine his job as an architect with his acting career since both are his passions. “Both are an escape from the other.”

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[lu-sn]

Gremlin Macau for the prompt ? Or ramble on about Macau? 😬

huh. how the heck did you know i think about macau 24/7 😂

here's a post-canon headcanon for you:

neither vegas nor pete are any good at taking photos. vegas will obediently point a camera in macau's direction whenever macau asks ("uh, yeah, hia, i can and will shove all fifteen of these marshmallows in my mouth, are you doubting me") — but vegas doesn't have the instinct to take photos on his own, and the only selfies he's ever taken are thirst traps and dick pics as part of his ill-advised seduction attempts (not that macau knows this, bless his soul). pete, on the other hand, wasn't allowed a cellphone as a bodyguard, and cellphone technology evolved eight times over during his tenure, so pete can't take a good photo to save his life. stray blurry fingers in the corners of photos, light glare, terrible framing, that sort of thing.

what this means, of course, is that neither vegas nor pete have a ton of great photos of each other.

but macau is a fucking pro at this shit, okay, macau has studied the blade. so macau takes more than enough photos for the three of them, because he's great, and someone needs to document all the shit they do, and hia and phi better be thankful—

and they are. they'll linger over his shoulder as he's going through his photos, and they'll go "macau, that one's really good," and "can you send that to me?" and macau will start to sense a pattern. namely, his brother and his (soon-to-be!) brother-in-law are gross sappy dorks, and are farming him for photos of each other.

so macau, because he's the bestest little brother ever, starts to deliberately sneak shots of each of them to send to the other. totally unprompted, he'll send vegas these stunning candid shots of pete — pete playfully biting into a chicken skewer, pete waving at macau from a distance while leaning casually against their car, pete smiling off into the sunset. and vegas is down bad for these photos, macau sends him one when they're in the same room and gets to hear vegas make the most embarrassing strangled noise when he opens the notification and macau busts a lung laughing at him about it. (vegas does not put him in a headlock over it, because vegas is an addict, and vegas knows better than to piss off his dealer.)

the catch?

the photos that macau is sending to pete, of vegas... are terrible 😂 meme-worthy levels of cringe. vegas caught mid-snore, vegas's face scrunched up mid-blink, blurry chipmunk vegas with his mouth full of some food or the other. macau even manages to get a shot of vegas tripping and almost faceplanting over a loose branch on the sidewalk, and macau and pete cannot stop giggling about it for a straight fifteen minutes. (vegas is extremely suspicious, and also doesn't want to know, thanks very much.) pete eventually starts setting these photos as his phone lock screen and it drives vegas insane, but of course in the end he lets pete do whatever pete wants. of course he has no idea macau is the real culprit. (this con goes on for years.)

(but macau loves his brother too, so every once in a while, he'll do his brother justice. and he'll send something to pete, and he'll see the most gentle smile spread across pete's face, and he'll think, hell yeah. nailed it. best bro award goes to ME.)

[kazumist]

finally watched the dumpster battle. no one touch me i am feeling so many things rn

[realmscruelty]

bigmamarhaenyra >>>>>>> realmscruelty

[luminarai]

I don’t have a lot of space on my phone and so I’ve had to activate that ‘temporarily uninstall apps you aren’t using to save space’ feature thing. Unfortunately, I also have adhd (and possible the object permanence of a baby), and the moment an app stops informing me that it exists, I tend to forget to check it.

All this to say that I just had to reinstall discord after ?????? amount of time and I nearly dropped my phone at the amount of notifications I’ve missed helppp

[apotelesmaa]

Tsukasa “can’t process things unless he’s going ‘that’s so me’ at a character” Tenma vs Rui “has to be told his emotional state by someone else” Kamishiro

[jademickian]

i couldn't be more thankful of @thegallavault at times like these where ao3 could be down for an indefinite period of time. i haven't gone through all of the fics there and it would probably suffice until the site is up and running again. 🥺

[lunarfied]

yes it’s 3 am and yes i just bingewatched squid games s2