#and suddenly it’s not so funny anymore

[allastoredeer]

Oh how the turn tables…

[uncanny-tranny]

Anger is such a normal part of recovery, and I wish it were normalized. I think it is genuinely harmful to depict recovery as this era of your life that only sets you free and makes you euphoric, and there will never again be a cloud in the sky because you have Ultimately Healed.

It's the fucking opposite sometimes. Recovery can feel violent, because the things you are recovering from are often (though not always) violent. It is so common to feel white-hot rage, grief, catharsis, elation, numbness - in essence, a whole host of emotions that aren't pretty, or aren't simple little categories to be neatly boxed and sorted and understood by the "normals."

Those recovering: Your emotions are real, and they aren't bad. You aren't a bad person for how you are processing and healing. You, however, aren't alone. You are doing so fucking well, no matter what it is you are healing from or for. I genuinely hope you can be proud of that.

[will-o-the-whisperer]

the thing with Gabriel is we know so very little about what he was up to pre-apocalypse besides Tricking People Sometimes. and you can assume that he probably traveled the world or lived in a pocket dimension or all that crazy grand stuff but also. it's entirely possible this man lived in Ohio the whole time.

the Winchesters first encounter Gabriel in Springfield. in Changing Channels they run into him in Wellington. the Elysian Fields Motel is in Muncie, Indiana, which is about the same distance away. no wonder Gabriel heard about the deities meeting there, they practically set up shop in his backyard.

we don't even know that Gabriel stopped being a janitor after Tall Tales. he was still in his uniform at the end of the episode, and he could've easily pulled off his tricks without ever bothering to get a job. and he did, by the way. have a job. all signs in Tall Tales point to him actually being employed as a janitor, not just pretending to be one. he's certainly not doing it to trick the Winchesters, we see him at Crawford Hall before they even have a whiff of a case. he has a locker for christ's sake. did he use magic to get hired?? probably. but he still bothered to get the job just... because.

what I'm saying is. there's nothing in canon that says Gabriel WASN'T a janitor who lived in Ohio for years and I think that's the funniest possible way he could've spent his time

[mamawasatesttube]

experiencing the horrors . save me lil guy from comic book. lil guy from comic book PLEASE

[gelphiegifs]

"Come with me!"

[childrenofthesun77]

What if by the end of the story we return to the original timeline, but the characters keep their memories of mikuni's latest timeline?

The difference between the two versions of touma's and mahiru's relationship to each other alone has the potential to cause their brains to suffer a meltdown😅

On the other hand, maybe it could open the door to them being able to celebrate tsurugi's birthday together as a family without either one wanting to punch the other.

[skunkes]

there's a subset of "he would not fucking say that" when it comes to peoples...personal interpretations of characters in media thats like. His ass would NOT be a good father to your children 😭

[quadrantadvisor]

Sometimes I still think about The Owl House Gang all trying to watch ATLA together but then Zuko's backstory in The Storm retraumatizes Hunter so bad they have to stop

[shock-micro]

the practice of taking multiple names... i do wish it was a bit more supported in places like the united states. i love my family name, my family means the world to me,

but there's also the last name of berri that i'd love to take. it was the second name that stuck with me after "mira", and i've nicknamed myself "miraberri" in a lot of things over the past year i've had it...

...i suppose the other trouble is that i've already changed my legal name once, and so now i'd have to pay for it to be changed again... ahh, the wonders of capitalism and rigid social systems.

wouldn't it be nice if we lived in a society that embraced Change?

that freely allowed, even encouraged changing oneself? embracing the fact that everything will change eventually, and must do so for things to not become stagnant?

that some things might not be right as they are, despite the state of things being comfortable for many people? that the status quo, or our time-honored traditions, aren't infallible, perfect concepts?

i guess the idea is too much for some people to understand.

maybe some day, that'll change, too.

[daidonzo]

Just a little rush, babe, to feel dizzy

part 1 │ part 2 │ part 3

'Hatter took away my bed.'

'He did what?'

'He just told me to tell Mori-chan he's welcome, who the fuck is that guy?'

You were fuming. At first, Aguni had found it almost funny, to see you pacing up and down the corridor followed by a soft-speaking Kuina that was undoubtedly trying to calm you down. Your arms were raised and wide open, you were screaming and cussing and hissing, hair messy, all over your face. It suited you, somehow, to be so passionate.

But that was until he had learned the reason why you were angry.

Takeru, I'm going to murder you, Aguni thought to himself. He felt his own skull throbbing, pounding, the pressure of sudden anger threatening to pop his eyes out of his head. He took some long, slow breaths, feeling the sudden emotion slowly subsiding, being relegated to a low, faint, pulsing sensation somewhere in his chest.

'That's me.' Aguni muttered, unclenching his jaw.

You stared at him, coming to a halt so suddenly Kuina almost crashed into you.

'What's you?'

'Mori-chan.'

'Can you explain to me why the hell would Hatter take away my bed for you?' 

Kuina looked to her right, then to her left, as if she was searching for a way out. 'I think I can hear Chishiya calling...' It was a lie, of course. But you were not paying attention to your friend any longer, your big, slanted eyes focused only on Aguni. Shooting daggers at him. She used that excuse to run away, leaving the two of you to stand in the corridor, facing each other.

You had your arms crossed firmly over your chest, your expression tight, your skin pale from the tension.

'Hatter and I... We are friends.'

'You're friends? I thought you despised one another.'

'That's just... Look, can we speak somewhere else?'

'No.'

Aguni sighed. You were so difficult at times, and yet he could not keep himself away from you. He very much preferred when your annoyance was not directed at him. He hoped, that, by explaining, he could at least get on your good side.

'He and I were friends back in the real world, we have been since we were kids. We came here together, and... Long story short, he decided to create The Beach to try and give hope to those who had fallen into despair. We pretend not to get along because it is becoming increasingly hard to control Niragi and the others, and it is a way for him to put me and by extension, them, in place. Establish dominance.' He paused, waiting for a group of people to pass out of earshot. 'I didn't ask him to do this. I swear.'

He was avoiding your inquisitive eyes, instead looking down at his shoes but he could almost hear your eyebrows being raised. You took a few seconds to answer, thinking carefully about the information you just received.

'I have never heard you say that many words. Fair enough, I believe you.' You declared, but Aguni knew this was not over. You always had more questions, no matter the topic. 'Why does he want us to sleep together?'

'I don't think that was his intention...'

'He took my bed.'

'Well... we met yesterday and I might have told him...'

'Yes?'

'He asked about you. I might have told him I liked you.'

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'Mori-chan! Long time no see!'

Takeru gave his friend a big bear hug, Aguni corresponding by awkwardly patting his back.

'We never meet anymore. You could at least pretend to be happy to see me.' 

Aguni was happy to see him. But you had just passed by his room to nonchalantly ask if he wanted to grab something to eat with you, pouting adorably when he had said he couldn't, an actual spark of disappointment in your eyes, blowing him a kiss before you left. And part of him was still stuck in that moment.

'I'm sorry, Takeru. I have been busy.'

'Oh, I know.' The man let himself dramatically fall on the couch, serving some amber-colored liquor in two glasses and indicating his friend with a head nod to sit, as well. 'I've heard there is a new person in your life.'

'Not really.' Aguni shrugged, shifting uncomfortably, grabbing his glass and finishing it in one long gulp. You were his secret. A shouted one, but a secret, nonetheless. Takeru lived in this room, hardly ever coming out unless it was to give his little speeches or to choose which was the next girl, or boy, to join him in his bed. They never lasted long.

He couldn't have heard of you, could he?

'Ah, no? So you don't know anyone who smiles like this?' His lips stretched into a lopsided smile, much like your own. 'A fiery woman, that one. They are starting to call her Aguni's girl.'

'Who does?'

'Ah, but my friend...' Takeru leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. 'You're not asking the right questions! And honestly, I don't know why I would even answer, I'm offended you didn't tell me first you were falling for someone.' He pressed a hand to his chest, right where his heart was, grimacing, as if it really, really hurt him.

'I'm not falling for her.'

'Oh, of course not! You've already fallen! I can see it all over your face.' Takeru pointed at him, making circles with his index finger. Had he always been this exuberant or had it only gotten worse with time?

Aguni closed his mouth, tensing his muscles, teeth grinding, nostrils flaring. He did not like how this situation was going.

'So... Have you already kissed?' Takeru asked. He, like you, never gave up when there was something he wanted to know. 'Have you already...' He lowered his voice, and giggled theatrically, covering his mouth with his hand. '...you know, sealed the deal? Had sex?'

'No.'

'How come?'

'I... haven't said anything to her about my feelings.' Aguni ended up confessing. It was stupid, trying to hide anything from Takeru. He wouldn't have it. And the sooner they talked about this, the sooner they could move on to other topics.

'Why?' Takeru's mouth was in the shape of a perfect o.

'There hasn't been time?'

'Oh, Mori!' Takeru run his fingers through his hair, shaking his head and clicking his tongue, obviously disappointed. 'And when are you going to tell her? When she dies in a game? When you die in a game? We could die at any moment, what's the point in waiting?'

Aguni didn't answer. He poured himself another drink, without asking, much more generous this time, and once again, he swallowed the contents of the glass at once. 'I really don't see the point in speaking about this.'

'Okay, can I at least tell you she's pretty? Praise your taste in women?'

'Takeru...'

'Fine. Let's talk about something boring, then.' He rolled his eyes until only white was showing. 'How are the militants doing?'

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'Did you just say that you like me?'

'I do.'

'And why didn't you tell me?'

You were not mad now, that much was obvious. But Aguni had trouble pinpointing exactly what it was that you were feeling. You were chewing on your lower lip, contemplative, making him think he wouldn't mind having a small bite either. 

'I... don't know?'

Why were you asking him this? Did you feel the same way? Did you not?

Why did you have to be so hard to read?

You scoffed. 'Please, Mori-chan, don't give me so much information at once. I might not be able to handle it.' You grinned immediately after, rubbing your chin. Aguni was almost afraid to ask what you were thinking about. 'How did he know I would go to sleep in your room?'

'Hm?'

'Yeah, how did Hatter know I wouldn't go sleep with Kuina, or Chishiya, or someone else?'

'Ah... I don't know.' Just the thought of you sleeping with another person was unpleasant.

'I guess it doesn't matter since I was going to ask you, either way. Although I kind of don't want to now, if only to spite that little man. Care to walk me to my new resting place?' And without waiting for a response, you grabbed Aguni's arm, staring at him with those eyes of yours.

He nodded, and started walking, head straight. He, however, also kept stealing side glances at you. He had just confessed his feelings, and he didn't know how to interpret your reaction. Maybe, you also didn't know how to feel. You were distractedly humming some unknown song, seemingly still lost in thought.

When you finally arrived, you opened the door and entered without any ceremony. You had never actually been inside of Aguni's room, but you had waited by it many mornings, afternoons and nights.

'My bedroom was like the broom's closet compared to this.' You whistled, pleasantly surprised. You gazed at the man. 'If you wanted me to immediately believe you were close with Hatter, you only needed to show me this.'

It was a suite, one of the biggest and nicest from the resort. Aguni didn't particularly care for it, but he had to admit that it was comfortable, spacious and well-decorated, and that he liked how impressed it made you.

'Is this the best room this hotel has to offer?'

'No, Takeru... Hatter, has the biggest. He's next door.'

The room could only keep you entertained so much, because after snooping around for a bit and opening a few drawers, your eyes were back on him. 'This liking me thing. When did it start?'

You were standing near, getting close without him even noticing, which was a thing you knew how to do that he had yet to discover the trick to. He could smell your hair, he could see the beauty spots on your jawline, on your long neck, on your chest.

'I liked you from the beginning.' If he didn't lie to Takeru, why would he lie to you?

'Is it a 'I want to have sex with you' kind of thing or is it a 'I actually have feelings for you' thing?'

'Eh... The second.'

'Cool. We are on the same page, then.'

'What do you mean?'

'I like you as well.'

Aguni worked his lips, as if trying to find the right words. 

But he discovered there were better things to do with them, when you lifted your head and pressed your mouth against his, one of your hands sliding round the back of his neck, the other wrapping the fabric of his t-shirt in a fist, bringing him closer to you, until there was nothing, not even air, between your bodies. A soft grunt was already forming in your throat.

He took a second to react, but then he was kissing back, with the same intensity if not more, catching his breath. His face sideways on to yours, locked together. One of his hands working through your hair, the other already travelling down your back.

───⋆☆─────────────

Your head was resting on Aguni's chest, your fingers drawing shapes lazily on his skin.

He was playing with a strand of your hair, bewitched, stamping every detail of your face into his mind. Including your half grin when you caught him staring at you.

'Like what you see?' You purred, moving your face closer to his, so that your lips brushed his when you spoke.

'I do.' 

'Hm? Ready to go a second time, tiger?'

'With you? And a third, and a fourth...'

'Uh oh. Poor Hatter. Wasn't he next door? We are not going to let him sleep.' Your voice was full of pity, but your eyes told a different story. There was something playful in them.

'I don't care. Damn him, he deserves it. He was right, and I will have to thank him. But he deserves it...'

Aguni's words trailed off, you already biting, and kissing, and sucking on his neck, chuckling while doing it.

He grabbed your hips, putting you on top him, ready to get lost in you once more.

[doriantomybasil]

god i never understood people who had crushes on their professors like i had a few professors who were pretty or had like a great personality but i never had a crush on any of them- girl let me tell you this man is so fucking fine i get it now i really get it this semester is gonna be horrible for my mental well being

[lesbian-honey-lemon]

me watching the autism community post about being picky like only eating beige processed food, meanwhile most of the things they eat are like torture if I was to eat them. I can barely tolerate chicken nuggets, cheese is a sensory nightmare, I HATE pasta (especially pasta with butter) and will never seek it out, white bread is a torture device, I can’t eat store bought mashed potatoes, salsa, or guacamole, I also can’t eat canned soup and most frozen foods of any kind.

Put a beige food in front of me and there’s a 75% chance I can’t eat it. This is the one of the only LSN autism stereotypes that DOESN’T apply to me and you all are supposed to hate stereotypes so why do you make memes about it? Where are the autistics who can’t eat the beige foods, who thrive on fruit and vegetables and meat like I do. I’m STILL the most picky out of my family but I’m doubly inconvenient because my safe foods are expensive as fuck and most are seasonal fruits that are only cheap certain times of year.

we aren’t all obsessed with chicken nuggets. the meme is just annoying now.

[nayruwu]

SO... I was just thinking, let's say hypothetically.. mahiru guren & shinya weren't toxic ca16 was written by a less misogynist author then would you like mahigureshin as like poly ship? It just came in my head as much as I dislike how author wrote them esp mahirus character I still think in alternative setting it might work?? They are kind of catastrophic trio with very poetic themes & victim of fate kinda afterall.

honestly probably yeah. most powerful trio imagineable.

although i actually have no clue what mahiru's personality would be like were she not written by such an author. i think i've read some cool modern AUs in which i really liked her - kickass businesswoman that overworks herself trying to get her little sister out of a difficult situation while simulteanously juggling her relationship with her boyfriend and their shared trophy wife, i think that'd fit her well. "all you do is work :(" "you don't understand i'm doing this for us!!!111!1!1!!1!!!" type of stuff.

i will forever treasure that little snippet of her and shinya making fun of guren together, that was adorable. the way things should've been.

[maiyuyuns]

hi to whoever saw the haruka (ft muu) art process screenshot thing…

i apologize if you saw it as harumuu shipart and found it LIKE WEIRD, i have no intentions of drawing them together like that…. The screenshot was SO OUT OF CONTEXT IM SO SORRY.. I SEE WHY ITD LOOK LIKE HARUMUU ART. (i know in that process post i said i dint ship them but i keep overthinking based off the ss alone)

that now written i rushed to complete the little comic whatever meme thing… so as to like PREVENT PEOPLE FROM THINKING ITS HARUMUU ART

im not even gonna color this.. i felt so shameful for making this so out of context (the first pic)

[teplejtrouba]

every so often i now notice my first beard hairs coming in. it's incredibly euphoric but also scary as i Do Not trust myself with sharp objects and am a coward and im already dreading having to shave. but i am also a snob and an aesthete and don't want a few stupid stray hairs on my neck. i also miss my smooth luscious baby face because of sensory reasons.

[sonknuxadow]

its so crazy how many people there are who are obsessed with movie eggman and think hes so cool and hot and make endless piles of fanart and fanfic about him and agent stone but dont care about anything else in the sonic movies. or the sonic franchise in general. not even other versions of eggman . hello . why are you here