#Y'all I'm gonna be absent for a while so

[majorpatheticcas]

More.. (finally drew Kas in a mature way lmao.)

|| I'm not really sure if this will be my last post for now, considering school is kind of burying me with projects and assignments. So I'll probably take a break from social media for now cuz of school and stuff. <3 ||

And i think y'all already know where this big guy is from lmao. The one and only: @didderd ! <3

[rieamena]

totally (not) beating the allegations

best friend!takuma ino headcanons

contains... best friends to lovers, mutual pining, casual confession of love, kisses (platonic), kisses (romantic), modern au, high school to university au, living together-ish, fem intended reader, pet names (baby, babe, love, sexy, handsome, beautiful, sweetie, the list goes on and on), lots of physical touch, nicknames (you call takuma, kuma.), reader has a mother and a father, y'all are basically dating just without the label...

word count: 2.3k (this wasn't supposed to be long. i told myself 0.8k maximum...)

riea's comments: all sixteen people living in takuma city RISE UP! i miss my husband of 35 years so much, come back to me loml :(( something to munch on while y'all wait for the next full throttle chapter. also not too much on me if this is a drabble and not hcs idk the difference :))

first off... i just wanna say that i KNOW I KNOW that ino is one of the funniest people in the jjk cast idc idc!!! if he had more screentime (and if the situation wasnt dire) my boy would be crackin some jokes!!!!

you've been friends with takuma for around 7 years, your first meeting happening in tenth grade, when your teacher paired you two up for an interview project. when time came to actually record the interviews, it was hard to edit out you two laughing uncontrollably every fifteen seconds or so

i mean, you two just had so much in common!!! same favorite color, same favorite franchise, same favorite tv show, same favorite video game; it was like yall were the same person. there was just one thing you both disagreed on: whether hex code #286061 was blue or green

your argument ended up being the last ten minutes of the final video you submitted...

without a doubt, after that, you two became inseparable. in school, people would take notice of your closeness. when one of you were absent, teachers would jokingly ask "where's the other one?"

there was not a single thing you didn't do together, homework, go to the gym, gossip, eavesdrop, etc etc. so of course, you ended up applying to the same universities and when it came time for college acceptance season...

takuma invited you over, forcing you to bring your mailed letters from the eight universities. sprawling out over his lap, you took in the all too familiar sight of his room. you've been in his room more times than you've been in your own (and vice versa!)

i mean ino's been over to your place so many times that he calls your parents mom and dad. and you've been over to his house so much that takuma's mom practically jumped for joy every time you burst through the front doors with a "guess who's home!!!" so it was completely normal that you guys knew the ins and outs of each other's rooms, right?

"kuma, baby," you started with a sigh, reveling in your best friend's repetitive motions. running his hand through your hair, ino looked down at you, eyes showing that he was listening. "i'm scared, what if we don't–"

"ah-ah-ah! no negativity here!" he cut you off, pushing you off his lap and grabbing the letters you left on his desk. "listen here beautiful," takuma says, bringing a hand to your cheek, his heart swelling when you subconsciously leaned into it, "we're gonna take each other's letters, and open them," he handed you a white envelope, the logo of both of yours dream university on it, "starting with, kyōmei."

taking a well needed deep breath, you nodded. "okay," you and ino began to open the envelopes at the same time, only looking at each other when you saw the status. "accepted or rejected in 3...2...1..."

"ACCEPTED"

"ACCEPTED"

cue the mandatory silence before the screaming. "holy shit. you got in." "you got in." "WE GOT IN!!! WE'RE GOING TO KYŌMEI!!!!" you two practically flew off the bed, jumping up and down in celebration. peppering his face in kisses, you nuzzled your face into takuma's neck. "i'm so proud of us! i mean, kyōmei," you pulled away from his neck, shaking his shoulders harshly, "the kyōmei?!!!"

anyways, soon enough, you both realized that you'd have to move away, resulting in a seven hour search for apartments near the university's campus. and just as takuma was about to give up, you found a listing for units 19A and 19B, right in the heart of the city and just a five minute walk from kyōmei

and with that, it was moving day, well, days is more like it considering that the whole process took like ten days... finding cute furniture is really hard! and moving all of it is even harder!! and don't even get me started on the appliances! although, you and takuma found a way around it

like what do both of you need a microwave for? and there isn't a reason to have two dishwashers, there wasn't even a reason to have one! y'all kept your fridges though... who was gonna be banging on the other's door in the middle of the night for some cold water??

with time, it came for the highly anticipated freshman formal, an welcome event hosted by kyōmei itself, and of course, you had to go. so here you were, staring at your figure in the mirror as your best friend's large hand rubbed your shoulder, the other zipping up your black dress. "all done!" he breathed, taking a step away so that you could see for yourself. "i look so cute~" you giggled, hearing the clack of your heels as you twirled. "you do!" he paused, looking you up and down, "when did you get that dress?"

"your mom gave it to me a couple days ago! where'd you get that tux? i don't think i've seen it before," you walked over and straightened takuma's suit, as he laughed in response, "your mom gave it to me..."

"this was planned."

"this was definitely planned."

"we should send a picture in the family group chat!"

"we should!!! but, hair first!"

notice how i said family group chat, singular, not plural. and that's because there's a gc for both of your families! it's name was a mix between "ino" and your last name, since, in all seriousness, your families were close

so here you were, sitting pretty on takuma's lap as you focused on straightening the front pieces of his hair, because that's what best friends do!

"okayyyy sexyyyy," you squealed, moving out of the way so that takuma could see himself in your vanity mirror, "damnn, i look hot!" he smiled as he checked himself out, his hand firmly on your waist (to make sure that you wouldn't fall, of course!). "i knew i was fine but, did i always look this fine?" he asked, looking up at you with his big dark brown eyes, a playful smirk evident on his face. "yes, takuma. you're the sexiest man ever. just a bit of eyeliner on you and we'll be on our way, okay?"

turning back to your station, you grabbed some brown and black pencils before starting to lightly draw over ino's outer eye corner, "do men as sexy as me really need eyeliner?" a look from you was all he needed to know to shut up and close his eyes

and oh, how he loved being so close to you. not just emotionally but physically as well. like, not every duo can say that they barge into the other's apartment to steal snacks! and speaking of snacks... let me just say, there's a whole cabinet in his kitchen reserved for your favorite foods and! he keeps your favorite ice cream flavor stocked in his freezer

you, on the other hand, have a little space where you hide takuma's favorite anything. chips, gummies, takeout menus, you name it, you have it. because your best friend is oh-so-optimistic, it can be harder for him when he's just not having the best of days. which is why when you go your (not so) separate ways at the end of the day, you pack up a basket for him. ribbons in his favorite color, his top 15 favorite snacks from that one time y'all bought one of everything in a nearby convenience store and ranked them, takeout on the way, horror flicks he's been wanting on dvd because he said "its cooler that way", and a handwritten letter from you, for my kuma, scribbled on the envelope

dropping off the basket at his door and retreating back to your place, you'd press your ear against the wall separating your units, physically feeling your heart break when you heard sniffles. that was all you needed to practically fly over to his, a few boxes of tissues in hand. because that's what best friends do!

and don't even get me started on how many belongings y'all have at the other's place... like that one time takuma walked into your apartment announcing his presence, only to be met with silence. let me set up the scene for you. you are taking a relaxing shower when you hear a knock on the door followed by four more and then three more. "come in!" you called out, unbeknownst to you, ino's voice was closer than you thought

"already in here..., anyways. is my shampoo in there?"

"the one with the purple cap?"

"yeah, thanks babe!"

"wait, can you get me my towel?"

or that time when you causally opened the door to his unit (because it was basically yours too) and greeted him with a simple pat on his head before skipping off to find those jeans you thrifted

slight cohabitation aside, the university life was definitely... something. it was clear and obvious that you two were close, a blind man could see it. but close is a really really really vague word, and it's surely not the word that describes the way the two of you act. in this friendship, terms of endearment drop like rain from clouds. every. other. sentence. contains a "babe" or "baby" or "sweetheart" or "darling" WE GET IT OKAY...

and it seems like if y'all go a single day without touching each other, a bomb will fall from the sky and earth would blow up. his hands are constantly on you, his favorite places (when in public) being your shoulders and arms, and when at home it was without a doubt your waist and thighs. just imagine how difficult it must be for people speak to you both on campus when his arm is slung around you and your hand is holding onto his side. the rumors practically created themselves....

and when i say people were shocked, i mean they were SHOCKED when y'all were like "haha, no, we're not dating!!! we're best friends!" everyone was thinking: yeah best friends who FUCK. best friends who are IN LOVE WITH EACH OTHER. y'all became the campus' it couple without being a couple. how does that happen??!??

however... there were a couple of people who were particularly excited to hear that you both were single. a few girls approached you one day while in the general area, asking if it was true that you and ino weren't dating. "we aren't... why?" one of the girls shifted on her feet, clearly nervous. "well... could you um... give this to him for me?!" she bowed, presenting a pretty pink envelope. you froze, staring at the item before giggling. "i see what this is about! don't worry! i'll make sure this gets to him safely!" long story short, that letter was never delivered

and on ino's side, he had some classmates pestering him about you. asking for your favorite show, candy, date style, everything under the sun. "guys, guys! she doesn't even want a boyfriend right now!" takuma shouted, even though two days prior you were complaining about how spending too much time with him was scaring all the hotties away

but let's get into the real stuff... the realization of love

for takuma, there wasn't a "wow, i'm in love with her" moment. what he does know though is that he started feeling something different for you a few months before college admission season. to him, the world was always bright with you by his side but now... it was so much brighter. it was like looking directly into the sun; it hurt but he couldn't look away, he doesn't want to look away. you're the best thing to ever happen to him, and the mere thought of ruining what you have just for some feeling—no matter how intense—isn't... right to him

and you figured it out after a dream you had one night back in high school. you dreamt of being in takuma's arms, the ones you snuck glances at when he wasn't paying attention to you. in not dream world, all you had to do was ask and he'd gladly envelop you but the vibes in this dream were different. there was tension. and it was thick. his beanie was off and thrown somewhere on the bed, your bed. looking back at him, your breath caught in your throat, "hey pretty," he slurred, drunk off tiredness. ino's called you beautiful more times than you can count; he made sure to do it at least once a week, so why... just why did this time make your stomach heat up and your heart race? you woke up with a flushed face, queasy feeling in your gut, and a deep understanding. it wasn't just platonic love anymore

"hey," you started, eyes trained on the movie in front of you, but your mind was focused on something else, "y'know how everyone thinks we're dating?" ino nodded as you reached over to grab the bowl of popcorn. "i've been thinking... maybe they're onto something..."

takuma's gulp could be heard from miles away, "wh-what are you trying to say?"

"what are we? seriously. because i can't sit here and pretend like i don't wish we were something more."

"something more like...?"

"now's not the time to be oblivious! don't you get it?! i'm—"

"i'm in love with you,"

it was like time stood still as you looked at your best friend. his face was lit by the tv screen a couple feet away, his hair was a mess, and slightly prominent dark circles were under his eyes, but... he's never looked more beautiful to you. "have been. for a long time. we've basically been dating for like four years already. four more and then we'll get married?" he flashed his signature smile

"oh, shut up," he brought your face millimeters away from his, whispering "make me." before kissing you deeply, not on your cheek, or your forehead, or your shoulders, but on your lips this time. and all the times after that too

because that's what best friends lovers do, right?

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[callme-holly]

what about 20.bandaging/stitching up an injury paired with 10.hiding their face in the other’s neck with darry? (please❤️)

𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 [𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫]

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 - this took me way too long to get out so sorry y'all. my mental health has kinda gone on a silly little rollercoaster so my posting might be a little all over the place i'm still taking requests from both this prompt list and this one!!

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 - 579 words

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 - brief mentions of fighting (i think)

The living room is unnaturally quiet, not a single word being said amongst the boys, the only sound being the muffled drone of the TV and the occasional sharp intake of air from Darry as you clean the cuts and scrapes littering his knuckles.

His already patched up hand rests lightly on your hip, keeping you steady in his lap as you work on his other hand,  his thumb gently rubbing circles into your skin under your shirt, a small gesture that you have become increasingly used to since you’ve known him. 

You run the wet cloth across his beaten knuckles once more, mumbling a soft apology when he winces slightly at the sharp sting. 

“It’s fine,” he mutters quietly, squeezing your hip briefly in reassurance, his gaze drifting to the rest of the boys. 

It’s never this quiet after a rumble; everyone is usually bursting with energy, waiting for the adrenaline high to wear off. But it’s been over twenty minutes since they returned home, and hardly anyone has spoken, the air in the room filled with a heavy sense of exhaustion, which is only further confirmed by the way everyone is slumped against one another. 

“Are you gonna stay the night?” Darry asks suddenly, his voice rough from disuse and tiredness, hushed so that only you can hear him. 

You glance up from where you were wrapping his injured knuckles, giving him a small smile in response before dropping your gaze once more.

“If you want me to,” you reply, nodding your head in response. You know he’d probably benefit from you staying; although he’d never admit it, you can sense his built up stress, how tensely wound he still remains despite your best efforts to calm him down, and you know it’d do him the world of good to be in the presence of someone perhaps a little more grounding than the other boys. 

Darry nods slowly in response, shifting you ever so slightly in his lap before leaning forward and pressing his lips to your forehead, lingering for a moment before pulling back with a sigh. A fresh bruise is blossoming just below his eye, and you frown slightly at the sight of it, cupping his cheek tenderly before placing a quick kiss there. He leans into your touch easily, closing his eyes as you pull away. His arms tighten around you, a sure sign that he wants to keep you close, and you don’t fight it, settling yourself more comfortably into his lap, his hand sliding slowly along the fabric of your top.

You decide now is the best time to pack away the first aid kit, all of the boys cleaned up and taken care of. You set the box aside, letting out a small sigh of relief as you sit back once more, tucking your face in the crook of his neck. He hums softly in response, his fingers combing through your hair absently, removing any ounce of worry and stress you'd built up over the rumble. 

You’re content to stay just like this, listening as the boys finally begin to relax, one by one succumbing to exhaustion, the hum of commercials on the TV becoming quieter until it’s nothing but background noise. 

You stay like that a while longer, eventually lulled to sleep by the comforting weight of Darry’s arms wrapped securely around you, and the sound of his gentle breaths that match yours.

[aceofwhump]

Hi everyone!

Sorry I've been a little absent for a bit. First I got sick which took me a while to get last and this past week I spent time travelling! Aka I was participating in a WWII reenactment which means no internet. It was such a blast as usual but man I'm tired lol. Here have some pics:

Back home now and exhausted but super eager to see what I've missed here for whumptober! I'm finally over my illness and my schedule is now gonna open up a bit which missed I have more time and energy for gifmaking and finally answering all of your lovely messages that have been waiting in my inbox (sorry for making y'all wait!) Also today was the last post I had prepped for whumptober so I'm gonna be behind now but I am not giving up!

Hope everyone had a good weekend!

[latimeria-fell-from-heaven]

lati what are your opinions on ebenholz . i'm having the biggest goat cock brainrot

so unfortunately i don't have our resident goat boy since i was absent from arknights during his banner :(( i've heard that he's pretty useful in dealing with elite/boss enemies, but he's also pretty tricky to use in regular combat like other operators.

horni wise, you can't fucking convince me that ebenholz wouldn't have a thing for fingering. he abuses your sensitive walls, curling and scissoring his fingers to stretch you out while ignoring each of your pleas for mercy. and of course he's edging you, building you right up to a climax only to tear it away from you at the last moment. and he has the nerve to tell you to keep your voice down, making sure to really dig his padded fingertips into your sweet spots as he's saying that. ebenholz has a bit of a mean streak to him :((

yes, you can grab his horns when he's in between your legs for stability. he's gonna grunt and give you a look, but he won't really do much to stop you. ebenholz lowkey finds it arousing that you have to grip onto his horns of all things just because he's making you feel that good. and he curses under his breath when he's got his dick inside you, hissing a quick "scheiße, so eng!" here and a "So verdammt gut" there.

also i'm so sure that i'll get thirsts about this bc y'all are nasty, but yes, male goats go into rut. they act weird for the does attention, especially when they smell a doe in heat. does will also do a thing called "standing heat," which is when the doe stands still so a buck can breed with her. take this information and imagine a very horny ebenholz who wants to fuck you standing up and do with it what you will.

[likeshipsonthesea]

I love your recent posts about Eddie and Shannon and their relationship. I just don’t see how the show can address any of that with the way they’ve written this arc. There’s no one who can criticise Eddie’s feelings of ‘she was the love of my life, I’m broken without her’ except us the audience. There are no characters who saw their relationship as it actually was, so how can the show steer Eddie in that direction? I feel like they’re gonna leave it as she’s his Great Dead Love and that’s that

i see what you mean, and tbh i'm not sure what the show is going to do with this arc on-screen. they have a bunch of storylines to tie up in this finale episode (here's hoping we don't get any cliffhangers 🤞) and i don't know how much time they will have to devote to eddie, or even what they want to do with that time. it's possible they have a completely different perspective on this and will take it a whole other way, but i have faith that the show will tell the story they want to tell and, if the past six seasons are any indication, i will enjoy that story

all that being said, if we're talking dream arc, this is what i would want

as far as who can tell eddie "hey, you're looking at your marriage with rose-colored glasses, this is how it actually is," i've got two ideas for this. one is eddie himself, and the second is his parents, specifically helena, who has been rumored to be in the s7 finale. i'm kinda more excited about the second, so let's get the first one out of the way

eddie himself - hopefully after the clusterfuck that is explaining to his son that he's been seeing a dead ringer for his dead mom and she cosplayed as mommy to give eddie closure, eddie will talk about this in therapy, and through the skills he's learned and a frank discussion (pun intended) he will be forced to confront the reality of his marriage and start to address the trauma he has from everything with shannon

p cut and dry, my typical eddie-goes-to-therapy kinda story. we've all been here before.

now, for the good stuff 😈 (putting this under a read-more bc i have Thoughts)

helena. the diaz mother we all know and have complicated feelings over. or not-so-complicated feelings over, given the "don't drag [chris] down with you" line. i know i keep asking y'all to think of things from the white woman's perspective, but bear with me just one moment while i do this again

helena married into a large mexican family in the 80s. she had a mother in law whose cooking was renowned, a husband always away on business, and three children to bring up along with keeping her home together. given how everyone in their family seemed to treat shannon, i'm gonna go out on a limb here and assume there were some heavy expectations on helena to be the wife everyone thought ramon deserved, and i'm gonna assume that meant a lot of tradition--cooking the right things, doing the holidays the right way, teaching the kids the right values, etc. etc.

i think it was hard. i think helena didn't always meet the expectations put on her. i know it was played as a joke, but during ramon's retirement party, eddie and pepa were concerned that helena was cooking a specific dish (i can't remember which one atm) until abuela assured them she was in charge of it. meaning this is probably a running joke, helena not cooking things as well as she ought to.

also, raising three kids with a physically absent husband in a town that (i'm assuming) is full of in-laws seems hard to me, too. (if this is sounding familiar, yes i'm about to make a shannon comparison just gimme another second). the stories we hear about eddie as a kid are yes, reflections of traditional masculinity and eddie falling short of that, but also reflections on his parenting--how could helena let her son try to cook? that should be her job, she should be watching him! how could she let him try to drive at 8? tsk tsk and all that

i think helena has become a part of the diaz family fully, but i don't think it was always easy, and i think when her son married a white woman who didn't fit the expectations of a diaz wife either, helena recognized that. i think helena saw herself in shannon so clearly.

and instead of breaking the cycle and offering shannon that support and empathy that shannon (and young helena) needed, helena enforced those expectations even harsher. helena did it, so shannon had to, too.

maybe it was out of protection--she wanted shannon to fit into the family the way helena had learned to. maybe it was common generational sentiment, i.e. it's the Right way or it's the way I did it so therefore you have to do it that way, too. maybe it was a means of reinforcing her own place in the family, as she was no longer the newbie, shannon was.

whatever it was, i don't think she was conscious of it, and especially after shannon left her son, helena refused to acknowledge she was anything like shannon at all.

until now.

(yes i've found my way back to the point, i usually do i promise--and yes my adhd meds are THRIVING rn)

both helena's husband and son have done a lot of emotional work in the recent years and i think it's likely she would take a queue from them (and if her daughters are anything like me, i'm sure they're trying to nudge her towards a therapist at every turn). helena very well may be in a place where she can acknowledge how the expectations she's lived under may have been stifling, and given her son's recent encounter with kim, she very well may be in a place to acknowledge how similar shannon was to her.

and that's where, dear anon, your point comes in.

because helena was there for shannon and eddie's entire marriage. ramon was working, eddie was in the war, abuela and pepa were in la, but helena was right down the street (idk if she was actually right down the street but you know what i mean). helena knew shannon as an 18-20yo woman, as a new mother, as a struggling mother. she was in the unique position of watching shannon go through a marriage alone and remembering exactly how that felt.

kim may look like shannon, but she has no idea how shannon felt during her marriage. eddie can say all the things he wants to say, but it's like talking to a gravestone. i think helena can say the things eddie needs to hear, even if he may not want to hear them.

....and now i really wanna write that conversation. fuck.

[autiezo]

Sadly, while I was writing an 'Incorrect Disco Elysium" quote, it turned into a Jean centered one-shot fic.

The original idea was "Jean insults everyone except Kim and Jules while introducing a rookie into Precinct 41 (Judit is absent that day), and also accidentally admits that he likes Harry."

[Writer rambles under the cut]

20 minutes into writing this, I was like "Shit, this is way too long. These aren't a list of quotes anymore." Which is probably a good thing since the idea isn't a super punchy 'Ha-ha funny' and would benefit much more if I explored the characters properly. Also, it's not like many DE fans would be on Jean's side on this, so it falls flat as a quote. Hell, even I wouldn't without paragraphs of context. In fact, I'd just be waiting for Jean to be humiliated/humbled because I love bullying him.

Also, it turned into a Y/N fanfic?? I never read those since I personally find them low-key off-putting. Like a "Don't tell me what to do!" type of deal. However, I didn't wanna put in an OC that does nothing except nod along and follow the story, since I find that more lame. If I'm putting in an OC, I want to make them count. Honestly? I'm excited to take on the challenge. I could do a work-around and write a reason on why Y/N is acting the way they are. Also, for some reason I pictured Y/N as female at first, probably because I'm a woman too. But nah, scratch that, I want Y/N to be any gender possible so that everyone can be Y/N in this. The only tiny hiccup is that they are referred to as 'they', but that's fine since I can't have everything ngl.

If y'all have seen some of my 'Incorrect DE quotes', you'd know I take the term very very loosely. Like the time I had Harry and Kim read the Death Note, or the time I had them discuss Kim's Dream, or the classic time where Kim used the eyebrow on Jean. Those ones are 1 or 2 paragraphs long.

For this idea I have rn? I wrote down two paragraphs and haven't even gotten to Harry's part. Sheesh. I already cut out all the background details here, that's how off the rails this went.

I'm happy that I got to write Mack and Chester shenanigans though. Writing for DE minor characters is always a bonus. And... huh. Maybe one of them should briefly flirt with Y/N as they walk away? Ohhhh or they'd tag-team ngl. It'd be a joke to get a reaction, but still. I haven't seen much of those two, but I feel like they'd be jokesters 90% of the time, like hooligan schoolboys hanging out at the back of the classroom. Gonna have to read their quotes on Fayde before I make any further assumptions.

But yea, it's definitely a one-shot. The biggest this could expand into is a series of slice-of-life RCM office one-shots, but that's unlikely. I'm not too keen on writing Y/N for too long. Hypothetically, by some miracle, if I do end up writing those then I'd either turn Y/N into an OC instead, or research on how to make Y/N interesting while also including the reader themselves.

Y/N characters... sigh. In my personal (and possibly ignorant) opinion, they tend to be really generic and/or suffer the "Marvel Sarcasm Bot" effect. Personally, I have never related to a Y/N character. When I was a teen first reading TMNT 2012 fanfic, I always thought Y/N was someone else, and never me.

Ah, I could make Y/N an introverted person who keeps to themselves, so that they could be an observer. That's one idea. It could work since I can put it in the tags and author notes, so that the reader knows what's up first. hmmmmm

[ehimemo34]

I haven't posted on tumblr in a hot minute but I came back to say this.

Sasuke x Naruto shippers, get your asses out of the Sakura x Sasuke tag. Ur legit bitching over nothing.

We don't go all up in your tags and complain. And even if we do, it's bc y'all did it ours first.

More on this rant:

Not liking Naruto x Sasuke does not make you homophobic. Period. You don't have to like the ship at all, and there are legit REAL and CANON reasons people dislike the ship.

You do not have to like sakura x Sasuke either, I understand if someone would dislike the ship bc of how the relationship started and such.

Naruto x Sasuke shippers, please kindly take ur bullshit somewhere else. Sasuke and Sakura are canon, please kindly get over it. They are together, they have a child, they have had romantic moments in the anime, novels and manga. Get. Over. It.

You use the excuse that the relationship is dead, or that Sasuke is a shitty husband or father, or that Sakura is a shitty wife or some shit about her character and achievements, blah blah blah, I read a post about it and the person admitted they haven't watched Boruto, so they have zero idea of what's actually happening.

Sasuke, for one, isn't a shitty husband. Yes I will admit he is absent, but he feels deeply guilty for it, and tries his hardest to make up for it in the way he can.

Sasuke being a deadbeat dad, is so far from the truth that is actually shocks me. People say he only trains Boruto, which is very much not true. He trains sarada quite frequently. An example of this being the fact, he came back for the chunin exams to watch her, he actually states that to her and Sakura. He teaches her chadori (I can't spell it okay? Gimme a break) and water style actually. And it's even in the novels that when he does come home, he spends a lot of time with her, training her or even just spending time with her in general.

The idea he is a shitty husband, is so far from the truth, and you clearly have zero understanding of his character. (Also while where on this note, I would like to add; he would treat Naruto exactly the same as he treats Sakura, if him and naruto where canon that's the truth) he does small but powerful gestures to show his love and care for her. Such as tapping her forehead, holding her hand, saying thank you to her (which is the Japanese way of saying I love you), protecting her, eating the food she makes him and complementing it. There's more but I'm not gonna list em all here.

Now onto Sakura.

This idea that her achievements are fanon and not canon are just..insane to me.

Its literally stated in data books, anime and novels that not only is Sakura the head of the hidden leaf hospital, but she also OWNS hospitals/child mental health services in the sand and leaf.

It's stated that she is one of, if not the best medical nin, in the leaf and practically everywhere else.

She's also fought and defeated mostly everyone she's ever battled against. (not including Sasuke bc let's be real, that was not even a fight)

She's known for having monster strength, or superhuman strength.

She went up against shin, who had so many bloody sharigans he may as well be called Danzo 2.0 and kicked his ass.

Shes saved the lives of thousands.

This is getting super long so I won't list anymore, but please, if ur gonna argue about sasusaku or hate on either Sakura or Sasuke, please at least have your facts correct.

[feekins]

thoughts and things that stuck out to me while re-reading ch 5-6 of Trigun vol 1

(NOTE: from this point forward, I'm reading the [physical] Dark Horse and [online] Overhaul translations side-by-side)

oh, Millie =u= I adore how she's both absent-minded and very perceptive/insightful!

speaking of which...

🤔

ahhhhh yes, my top fav minor baddie in Trigun, Brilliant Dynamites Neon - so over-the-top, so COOL

and I LOVE that I'm reading his first appearance on my birthday =u=

btw, the hell is this? I always assumed it was some sort of bomb, but what do y'all think?

Southern-coded Southern-coded

SouthERN-CODED SOUTHERN-CODED *vibrates in most of life spent in the American south*

and here's an interesting translation discrepancy (Dark Horse on the left, Overhaul on the right) - bc of it, I was always like "oh yeah, bc BDN's gonna shoot him in the teeth!"

"bite the dust" makes a hell of a lot more sense;;;;;;;;

AND FINALLY...

pinky out ✨️

[photoniccyclone]

SFR Update - Progress on Chapter 7: No Name (Not the actual name of the chapter, I literally just don't have a name for it yet.)

Hey all! It's been a while again, but I just wanted to write this now to give a bit of an update on the progress on chapter 7. I have now finished the first scene and at the time of writing this am reasonably close to finishing the second. I'm currently coming up on almost 2K words written in one day which I think is the most progress I've made in a single day in a while. Currently there are 5838 words written for this chapter. I'm actually getting worried because there are so many words in it, yet I'm only coming to the end of the second scene. I don't know, I feel like that's a lot more than usual. I'm gonna have to see what happens if this ends up exceeding my 16k word per chapter limit.

I'll try to trim it down first if that happens, because I have noticed I've been getting increasingly more and more... verbose? as the chapters have gone on so the first thing I'll try to do during editing is cut down on the things don't really do anything and just kinda... fill. These could be descriptions or dialogue or whatever doesn't feel that important on a readthrough. However if I determine I need to have absolutely everything in there, then I'll split the chapters just like I did with 4 and 5. But I'll definitely won't be exceeding my 16k word limit by more than like... a couple thousand... I learned my lesson with that in chapter 3 lol!

Either way we are moving forward.

And I know what you all are asking after last chapter.

Yes! Chapter 6. It was a beautiful chapter, probably the best piece of written literature in mankind! (No, I'm not inflating my ego what are you talking about?) But... one thing was missing. WHERE WAS ZYM?!

Well you're right, Zym was completely absent from the last chapter, and that's because... mainly... nothing interesting with him happened during that time. He walked... and maybe slept? Idk... but either way, he didn't do anything special that y'all haven't seen him do already. Worry not though! Zym is coming back in chapter 7! In fact it's either the next scene after this one I'm currently working on, or the one after that but either way he will be in the chapter (provided the length doesn't get SO long it splits before his scene but I'll hope that doesn't happen).

So yea we will be able to see more of the adventures of Zym and... that masked person who's creepin' around him soon so I hope you all are excited for that!

Until Next Time!

[fanfiction-writer11]

Lucaya FanFiction

Do not post my work as your own - I do not own Girl Meets World or any characters from the show, this is strictly a fan writing about a ship she likes!

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Writing Prompt posted on Pinterest, Link: https://pin.it/4KNouss

Warning ⚠️: Mention of Death

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"Maya, come home," her mother, Katy, had said only an hour before her whole world shattered.

She's gone. She is really gone.

After Katy broke the news, Maya went to her room and cried until she had no more tears. Now, Maya is slumped against her bed, staring absent mindedly across her room.

She is my Canada, my closest ally, and she... she's gone.

In the mist of her turmoil, she had ignored the insist ringing from her cell phone. This caused a particular cowboy to wonder if she had made it home okay, and wish he would have fought hard to walk her home. The only reason he stopped pushing the issue was because she promised she would message him the minute she got to her apartment. However, it's been over an hour since Maya left the group at Topanga's.

"Have any of y'all heard anything out of Maya since she left?" Everyone shakes their head, "It's been over an hour. I'm am gonna head over to her place to make sure she got there okay." He grabs his cellphone and wallet off the table, "Have fun, y'all."

Who would celebrate every milestone with her?

A knock on the door draws Katy's attention away from the cold cup of coffee in her hands. Katy sits down her coffee as she makes her way to the door. "Who is it?" She calls from the living room.

"It's Lucas, ma'am." As Katy opens the door, Lucas notices the somber look she holds. "Is everything okay, Mrs. Hunter?"

Katy gives a soft smile, inviting him inside, "Maya didn't tell you?"

"No ma'am," Lucas responds, "I haven't spoken to Maya since she left Topanga's. I came over to make sure she made it home okay."

"Oh," Katy realizes, "Maya is in her room. If she feels like talking, she will tell you what happen."

Lucas, confused, says, "yes ma'am. Thank you."

Who will listen to all her stories? Hold all her secrets?

Suddenly, Maya hears a rhythm on her door. *knock, pause, knock, knock, knock, mini pause, knock, knock*

"Lucas," She croaks.

"Yea, Short-stack, it's me," He pauses, "Can I come in?"

"Please." Lucas feels his heart swell when he sees the state she is in. Due to her tear stained face, running mascara, and bloodshot eyes, he knew she had been crying. Lucas walks towards the bed, crouching down to her when he close enough.

"What's wrong, sweetheart?" Lucas questions. When he doesn't receive a response, he seats down on the floor beside her. "Come here," He says as he opens his arms to hug her. Immediately, Maya leans into him; holding onto him as though he was the only thing keeping her grounded on earth. Lucas wraps his arms securely around her fragile frame as she begins to cry. "Baby..." Lucas trails off, rubbing her back, "can I do anything to help?" Maya shake her head, her breathing becoming labored. "Try to take deep breaths, baby... Like this." Lucas begins to take deep breaths while whispering terms of endearment.

After a while, Maya's breathing evened out and she looks up at Lucas. "She's gone, Luke," Maya mutters.

"Who's gone, baby?"

"Grammy."

"Oh sweetheart... what happen?"

"Heart attack." Maya leans back into Lucas. "It was unexpected."

Lucas starts to rub her back, "I'm so sorry. What can I do?"

"Talk." Maya says, definitely.

"What?"

"I don't care what you talk about, can you just keep talking?"

With a small, sad smile, Lucas pulls Maya close, "Did I ever tell you about the time I gave birth to a horse?"

Maya gives a sad giggle, "no, I don't think so."

[kinkandkreep]

Heads up y'all!

I'm gonna be absent here for the next few days and will be unable to answer asks/fulfill requests, but I will still be working on the ones I have in my inbox while I am gone.

My ask box is still open however, so if you have a request, don't hesitate to send it (provided you read the rules first)!

At the moment, I am primarily focusing on asks related to Connor Kenway/Ratonhnhaké:ton, but should I receive asks/requests unrelated to him, I will answer them in the order they were received upon my return.

Thank y'all, and have a good one! 👋🏾😁

[milks-shake-cafe]

"Hey Rae! You've been kinda absent for the past 2ish months, what's up?"

If only y'all knew

I honestly really didn't plan on going kinda silent on this account at all! I'm so sorry but this semester has truly been something else and it affected me really hard mentally.

I'm gonna vent about the whole thing really quickly but if you don't wanna read all of that, just know that I'm gonna catch up on all the backlog I got and interact with my mutuals more since the semester is nearly over! Love y'all ❤️

TW: Transphobia

So this whole thing started when around February 23, I get an email from my college stating that for one of my courses, I received a grade of WN. What WN means is that the professor booted me from the course due to not doing any academic activities for the past 4 weeks. I thought that was strange because not only was I submitting my work weekly but my professor was grading them and giving me feedback.

Me and my professor talked, found out that the Registration Office was the one that accidentally kicked me out, and went into the process of putting me back in. Guys...this whole situation took 5. Whole. Weeks. And for those 5 weeks, I still had to submit in work for my professor because she doesn't take any late work at all.

And a WN would ruin my financial aid so I spent those 5 weeks also worried shitless about how much money was gonna be taken from my tuition. And if that whole incident wasn't bad enough, it got fucking worse

During those weeks, in the group chat for that course, we all found out that our professor was a raging TERF. There have been articles written about this woman and to top it off, she felt comfortable enough to make us read an article she wrote (which also held really outdated beliefs) for a website that literally had other transphobes talking about how much they hate transwomen and trans children.

So I had to keep in close correspondence with someone who, if she found out my gender identity, could do anything with my grade! Keep in mind, I need this course in order to complete my major.

At the same time, I ended up going through a massive depressive spell that I missed work for one of my other courses and while working through some of my trauma, ended up spiraling really badly for a couple of days.

Everything has been solved and I'm doing better now but Christ! This was just a month of nothing but stress, anxiety, and depression none stop. I'm just happy this semester is almost done and I can free to fully decompress

[obviouslybooks]

January books

okay so i was going to do some cute eight-photo collage with all the book covers of the shit i read this month but y'all know it really ain't in me to put forth the effort to do that. what i do have the energy to do is to read 8 books and tell you a bunch of shit about them while providing a link to my goodreads so you can see all the pretty pictures i was too lazy to complie.

Here's what i read and what i thought.

Iron Widow by Xiran Jay Zhao

one star (though i gave it two stars on goodreads just because i don't want people to be like oh look, poly relationships don't perform well, but yeah) i wrote out a whole review about why it was objectively terrible. I wanted to like it but ugh.

Ain't I a Woman: Black Women and Feminism by bell hooks

wish i had read this one before i read Hood Feminism, but yes, still a valuable read

Girl, Forgotten by Karin Slaughter

it was good. genuinely good not just "i'm being nice" good. Ms Karen is a bit much sometimes but it is nice to be able to read one of her books without the level of intensity she has in some of her more popular books. I didn't realize until i started it that it was a sequel to Pieces of Her. pleasant surprised

Literature and the New Culture Wars: Triggers, Cancel Culture, and the Teacher's Dilemma by Deborah Appleman

4/5 stars. bit repetitive, cancel culture doesn't exist in any meaningful capacity, and we should absolutely have access to the classics but must be able to have a nuanced approach to them and not treat them like they are infallible.

Beetle & the Hollowbones by Aliza Layne

i fucking loved this. i think the only reason this didn't hit a 5/5 was because i wanted just a tiny bit more of the world building, which is difficult to do in a graphic novel but you know. a girl can dream.

Juice Like Wounds by Seanan McGuire

beautifully done, intense imagery, wish i had read it closer to the time i read In An Absent Dream but meh, what ya gonna do? overall, it was unnecessary but lovely

Something Wicked This Way Comes by Ray Bradbury

this is one of those "product of its time" things. and i did get intense A Wrinkle in Time vibes in the way it ended. just a screaming ass child hollering the same flat dialogue to save the other protagonist. (i checked, they came out in the same year but this one came out like 7 or 8 months later. could have been a trope of the times) really though was there any reason for will's dad to whop the shit out of him to get him to chill?

Record of a Spaceborn Few by Becky Chambers

I loved the first book, adored the second, liked this one but didn't feel as attached to the characters this time around. it did have a similar tone to the Monk and Robot books she wrote

[dedarachnid]

So... it's been a while lmao

Obviously, a lot has happened whole I was absent

First off, my birthday was two weeks ago and as a present for that, my sis got me a drawing tablet

Second, before all that, I studied a Graphic Designing course at the a university

I've finished that one and am now saving money for the Digital Drawing course I'm about to sign up for

After that, I downloaded Paint Tool SAI ( As per my bff's advice as she told me it's the best for beginner digital artists ), and Medibang as it's also recommended for beginners

Thus, my first doodle that was created in Medibang lmao

Don't worry, I'm actually cooking up a real digital piece rn

It ain't gonna be super good cuz, you know, I was mainly a traditional artist before this

But I'm looking forward to improving my skills and I hope y'all look forward to it

The next piece is gonna be another Yuji x Ayato piece, btw

[flagellant]

@disasterhimbo @tapirtrash

Haiku (as well as several other rigid forms based on them that I'm not gonna get into right now because no one is paying me money for it) are way more complex than just the 5/7/5 structure.

99% of all haiku written in English might at best be called a senryu. The problem is trifold:

First: The subtle but distinct difference between on and syllables. Haiku are made of 14 on, which are essentially the equivalent to Japanese syllabic structures, except the nature of how Japanese as a language is constructed versus English means that any given proper haiku could be translated in extremely and intensely different ways, each giving a subtle but distinctly different meaning. The best way I can explain what I mean is that in English a good poem can be defined as a shallow river, whereas a good haiku is a deeply-dug well.

Second: The presence of the kigu. There is a specific series of characters/words which are used to imply a season, and specifically a specific aspect of a season which the haiku revolves around. The creation of a haiku is often done as a meditative practice revolving around the kigu--you're essentially contemplating on this particular natural feature (nearly always the temporal aspect emphasizes either ephemerality or the opposite as well bc Buddhist ideas of enlightenment and beauty begin coming into play) and building an evocative and purposeful point that revolves around it like a hinge. It functions as both gro und and anchor.

Third: The presence of the kireji. As I said earlier, no one is paying me to explain haiku to y'all well, so I'm not even gonna bother trying to define kireji for y'all. Just know that it's a concept borderline absent from English because it's an intersection of linguistics and philosophy that doesn't really exist outside of the context of Japanese.

In summation: While all of these aspects together are objectively impossible to perfectly translate into English and thus no haiku written in English is to be considered as such, the 5/7/5 structure of English haiku are functionally distinct enough to be considered its own thing that does not necessarily need to follow the rules of Japanese haiku. However, that begins to get into discussions of appropriation, Orientalism, and the nature of translation as imperfect, and, once again, none of you are paying me to talk about English haiku as a form of Orientalist appropriation.

is it needlessly pedantic of me to get annoyed at people who think any 5/7/5 structure is an actual haiku? yeah, because haiku is innately untranslatable and therefore following the actual structure is not just pointless but actively impossible. however, this does not change the fact that i am annoyed. motherfucker doesn't even incorporate a kigo.