#another classic i forgot to reblog

[angelsdxmise]

METANOIA

Pt. 2 to ORPHIC

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 when Bakugou is paired with a girl that’s not spared a glance for a project, he wants to explode. Why does his mind keep going blank when he looks at you then?

Contains: tiny bit of angst, readers a little hopeless, imagine the rest urself, there might be profanity idk i dont remember

a/n: 2.7k words 😔 plz consider reblogging and sending requests! btw pls remember italics mean reader is thinking. enjoy the fic ❤️

Your dorm room matched your personality somehow, and then again, it didn’t. 

It had posters, a TV, and a bookshelf filled with figures from your favorite mangas, decorative sculptures everywhere, and classic LEDs. Your room seemed to also have a main color, which was black. Though it managed to maintain some color. 

Thank the gods you had cleaned your room when you finished eating, because if you hadn’t it would’ve been very much flammable. You usually wouldn’t be worried about it, but since someone who has quite a destructive quirk turned up to your dorm demanding to be let in, you felt relieved.

A low, calming rhythm played on your speaker as you reviewed your slides. An herbal incense flooded your senses as you relaxed. You were so calm that you almost forgot Bakugou was next to you.

“Hey, I think you forgot to add my quirk’s drawbacks.” You flatly spoke. You never looked away from your laptop as your brows furrowed in utter concentration. You moved your hair out your face, slightly fanning yourself as you breathed out short huffs. You closed your balcony doors and turned your fan off to have your incense earlier, which you may have regretted.

Bakugou held back a long groan as he added another slide. “Tell me what they are.” He grumbled in a stale tone. He wanted to plug his nose and ears since he wasn’t used to such a strong smell. While you explained your quirk drawbacks and the reason for them, he cut you off in the middle of the sentence to ask,

“Is that a Rob Zombie poster?” 

Your head perked up in acknowledgment as you lost focus due to your zeal. Does he like Rob Zombie? Am I dreaming right now? “Uh, yeah.. do you--do you not like him?” You stammered out. A pang of shame ran through you, he was just a boy with a bad temper. There’s no point in being so scared.

“Why else would I be asking about it?!” He yelled, which put a beaming smile on your face. “Sorry! You don’t—I mean, you just surprised me!” You quickly explained, “I can play some of his songs, or you could just put your own playlist on my speaker.”

You took his phone and connected it to the speaker which temporarily paused your music, and handed it back to him which he aggressively snatched. Once he finally picked a playlist after scrolling endlessly, you actually ended up having similar music tastes. “I never took you for someone who liked a lot of rock bands, but for some reason, I’m not that surprised.” You played with the bracelets on your wrists as you admitted the last part of your sentence.

Bakugou took note of this and took his fingers off his keyboard. “You’ve learned something new then.” He shut his laptop and put his study supplies in the bag. Your voice made him pause for a moment. “Could you uh, send me the playlist? You don’t have to, I just like your taste.” 

He set his bag down and looked at you. “Give me your phone number.” He abruptly said, taking you off guard. “Huh?!” 

“I need your number to send the link, dumbass!” He snatched your phone out of your hands and made a new contact of himself. He didn’t even bother giving it a name. He kept muttering words you couldn’t make out, so you felt a little scared. When he stood, you quickly called out a thank you which he acknowledged with a small wave before closing your door.

At the sound of your door closing, you just sat there processing what happened. A smile didn’t leave your face and you didn’t feel any shame to force it to go away. Days like this were unusual for someone like you. Being on good terms with the most hot-headed student at UA. It’s best to say you had a peaceful sleep that night.

For once you had hope for your school life. Maybe you could save your social life a little. But, of course, your desires seem impossible to reach once you return to class. 

Your head rested against your desk as one of your hands reached down to pull your tights down, then came back up to cover your ear. It seems today was a cheerful day for the others as you overheard many of them talking about how their project would get full scores for how lucky they were with their partners.

Then, there were the booming voices of annoying teenage boys. Especially Mineta. You felt like you should start wearing pants to school in fear of him crawling under your desk and violating you in every way possible. Is this what Hell is like? Am I in the deepest circle?

Thankfully the class had quieted down immediately when Aizawa burst through the Class 1-A doors that were ginormous for some apparent reason. His voice made your head lift up in a stalled manner, as you felt sluggish today. You had been skipping on your nightly skincare, so your eyebags were still a little noticeable. 

You set your head in your palm as you wrote what you could manage, but ended up dozing off near the last hours. Even with a good sleep, you still managed to be exhausted. It’s difficult to live. 

You and your mom had left your dad and moved to Musutafu. You had to take what you could get when you got accepted into U.A. Honestly, you felt envious of people such as Yaoyorozu and Aoyama. You never really bought from designer brands when times were rough, and your mother had to alternate jobs.

As school ends and you’re on your way back to the dorms, you decide to take a quick walk down to any convenience store you can find. You held onto the strap of your backpack as you walked into the closest one, your eyes scanning for some bento sets. 

Once your eyes had landed on them, you selected one and made sure you had enough money to spare after purchasing it. Usually, the cashier for this store was shitty and had an attitude for no reason. But of course, you didn’t know his life so you tried to not judge. 

Confusion took hold of your senses as you didn’t see any cashier there. Oh well. You placed half the amount the bento costs on the counter, not necessarily stealing it, but giving what you felt he deserved. You put the rest of your money in your backpack’s side pocket as you made your way back to your dorm. 

A long walk is an understatement. It felt like 10 years was what it took to walk up that hill, wiping your forehead constantly as short huffs came from your throat. You opened the door to the dorms and darted straight for the elevator. The cool air made you relax for a moment before a beep came, and your feet dragged you out.

You woke up as your eyes spotted a small pouch sitting in front of your door. What’s this?.. you mused for a minute before picking it up and opening the door, a sudden warmth hitting your skin as you reached for your fan. You shut the door behind you as you hurriedly sat on your bed to open it up.

You reached for a small note that was inside which read, “I don’t know how you handle that herbal shit, use this.” Oh, it came from Bakugou. Your hands found another item, a cylinder-shaped object that made your eyes brighten in excitement as you quickly pulled it out.

He got me incense! An expensive one at that, no way! You flipped the incense packaging around, which read ‘Kitowa’. 

You stood to turn your fan off and went to your nightstand to replace your current incense with the gifted one. Once your lighter’s flame had hit the tip of the incense stick, a light woody smell filled your room which made your body slump and release a huge breath you didn’t know you were holding.

I should send him a thanks, it’s the least I could do. You reached over for your phone and opened his contact. You quickly typed out a ‘thank you for the incense Bakugou! It smells really nice.’ and stared at your message for a moment. You were pondering over your own message, and also making the realization that you were nervous.

You were genuinely nervous and giddy at the same time to send this text. You got over it anyway and made haste to throw your phone across the bed before kicking your shoes off and face-planting into your pillow. You didn’t make an effort to change as you succumbed to the exhaustion.

A loud knock woke you up, your eyes didn’t open as you sat up, trying to process what was going on. Another loud knock sounds and your eyes shoot open. What the hell? “Coming!” you groan out as you stand from your bed. Stumbling over your shoes and bag you reach your door, opening the handle. You’re met with the face of Bakugou. Okay, I’m definitely awake now..

“Change your clothes. There’s dinner downstairs and you haven’t come down at all.” His jagged voice interrupted your thoughts. “Wait—whaaa?..” You muttered, rubbing your eyes. “Hurry up.” He grabs the handle and closes your door.

You’d be lying if you said you didn’t have the fattest grin on your face after he closed your door. You dug through your clothes, throwing on a pair of black sweatpants and a misfits band shirt. You grabbed your phone and stopped for a moment as you looked at the notification.

***: it's no problem 4:03 P.M.

***: where the hell are you? dinners been ready for 10 minutes come down 6:47 P.M.

He ended up coming to your dorm 5 minutes after he sent the last message. You put some socks on before opening your door up again, and you tried to swallow down the lump in your throat as you saw Bakugou with his back leaning against the wall, with his arms crossed.

His signature frown was still plastered across his face as his eyes set on you. “Move your feet faster, extra.” He rasped out, already heading for the elevator, you quickly followed behind and attempted to make an effort to hide the shock on your face.

He somewhat punched the common room button, and you flinched when he did.

He pressed the button to close the doors more gently.

The ride down was a bit awkward, but you found comfort in the silence. Once the doors had opened, you walked out behind him. He grabbed your wrist suddenly and leisurely pulled you to his side as he kept walking, never letting go until you made it to the kitchen.

A few classmates noticed and pointed it out to the rest, as you lightly scratched the back of your neck in embarrassment. I guess I’d be staring too if I saw someone with such a bad temper hanging around me. you thought as you grabbed a bowl. “Get me one too.” Bakugou insisted, and you stopped for a second. Reaching your other hand up, you said, “You haven’t eaten yet?” as you grabbed the second bowl and set it down. 

“I’m just grabbing seconds,” He began to fill his bowl as he glanced at you. “Everyone’s already eaten. The losers are gonna do a movie night.” Your eyes lost their light at the sound of that. Of course, nobody told you. You drowned in your own dismal as you filled up your bowl with food. The smell made you feel slightly better, but it was nowhere near happy.

Once you were done, you turned to Bakugou. “Thanks for bringing me down, I’m just gonna head back upstairs.” You spoke in a brittle voice, and before you could reach the elevator you heard his footsteps coming from behind you. You could tell he made an effort to catch up.

He didn’t turn his eyes to you or offer an explanation after he pressed his floor's button, and didn’t allow you to go to yours. You frowned, “What’re you doing?” He finally looks at you. “Back to my dorm.”

whaa.. HUH?

“Wait—what?” You couldn’t process his sudden words as he took your wrist once more in his free hand, dragging you along with him to his dorm. He opened his door and ushered you to the bed before closing it.

You reluctantly sat down, as it was the second and only time you’d been in his dorm for any purpose other than school. He sighed as he sat down with his back against the bed frame, and pulled his laptop out from his bag.

“If you don’t sit next to me, you’re not gonna be able to watch the movie, you idiot.” His words made your ears blaze with heat and you carefully scooted next to him, making sure not to spill any food. “Got anything you wanna watch?” He asked as he took a bite of the hotpot.

“Hmm.,” Your eyes drifted to the side as you thought, “What about The Florida Project?” You suggested, “It’s not on Netflix, we’d probably have to find a random website to watch it.” 

He smiled faintly, he’s seen that before and so have you. “I’m fine with that.” His tone was softer as he clicked away to find a website to watch the movie. As he pressed play you scooted a tiny bit closer to watch it.

Midway through the movie you both finished your bowls and made slight comments on every scene, and he evilly laughed at most of the sad scenes while you scolded him for it.

As the movie reached the end, you had been leaning against him with your head on his shoulder. He had one hand behind his head and the other resting against his thigh. You nearly cried.

As the movie finished, you fell asleep against him. He abandoned the movie a while ago, but not on purpose. He took a little time to think about you since you’d been running around his mind without consent anyway.

Not only were you pretty, but your personality seemed to be a calming point for him. You, yourself, seemed to tell him to chill. You liked similar things, and you introduced him to incense which he secretly had on his shelf, above his bed. He had also ended up putting in orders for a few new posters after seeing your room.

He took the chance of your sleeping state to quietly shut off his laptop and hesitantly reached his hand around your body to rest it on your hip. He rested his head against yours as he rubbed small circles on your skin.

You shifted a little and his heart jumped, not wanting you to think he was some sort of pervert. Bakugou was slightly sure that his classmates were asleep, so he decided to carry you back to your dorm.

You awoke the next morning in your bed, sluggishly rising up and stretching as your joints popped. 4:32 read the time, and you definitely couldn’t go back to sleep now. You decided to take the extra time and get ready for school.

You smoothed out your skirt as you took your seat, and this time you didn’t rest your head in your palm. You felt like you finally rested your body. Your eyes darted up as you heard a thud in front of you. It was.. Bakugou?

He crashed into the seat in front of you, putting his elbows on your desk and turning his body to you. “Let’s uh.. study at that new cafe that opened up.” He looked away as he huffed the words out, suddenly interested in the outside world.

Is he asking me on a date or something? “Oh.. I mean,” His heart dropped and his brows furrowed as you started to talk. He had doubts about you saying no, and it seemed they were coming true.

“Sure.. I was gonna ask you, actually.” You giggled, setting your hands on the desk as you tapped your nail occasionally against it. He turned back to you, and he had a genuine smile plastered across his face as he didn’t leave this time immediately. He stayed, and he talked with you.

And he would do it many, many more times.

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[mangocustard16]

SEVENTEEN AS YOUR OLDER BROTHERS

genre: fluff, humor, banter(i tried) warnings: cursing, playful sibling banter wc: 910ish a/n: thank you anon! and please reblog if you enjoyed, feedback is always appreciated✿

seungcheol

he would fit well into the caring and protective older brother type. takes you out to eat all the tasty food he had with members. also classic in asian big brother fashion he would tease you to the point where you are pulling at your hair in frustration, but the moment someone else tries to talk shit about you! OH! he is throwing hands

jeonghan

the type of brother who eats the ramen you cooked for yourself (true beauty han seojun reference) he would make a fuss about you sitting in your room with a BOY. "he is not my boyfriend!" "then come out and sit in the living room you idiot" definitely the one who suggested the open-door policy

joshua

he could compete with your parents on who could spoil you more. buys you all sorts of gifts and sweets when he's on tour. like literally, homeboy had to buy another suitcase just so he could fit everything he bought. he gives you advice when you need it and even when you don't need it, and supports you in anything you do.

junhui

the type of brother who cried on all your graduation days yes, even elementary. growing up in different countries, he would be the type to ask you, how your school work was going and if you were keeping up with your studies with tears streaming down both of your faces. the type to send you gifts for scoring good marks in your weaker subjects

hoshi

he is the older brother who acts more like the maknae of the family. you would have to constantly remind him about putting his clothes in the laundry basket and might even have to stay up late because he forgot his project was due the next day. you would love your brother to bits but he will annoy the living shit out of you

wonwoo

he is very laid-back and easy to talk to. You could tell him all your secrets, and he would give you advice. is tired of deleting 139904 pics of you in the same pose off his phone and makes sure you can hear him whine about it but makes sure that he backs up about 3 of them

woozi

woozi is protective, but he also gives you your space and lets you make your own decisions. lots and lotsss of stupid arguments and silent treatments. definitely the type to take the blame if your parents were mad at you. if something was going wrong at home he would be over straight away, even if his schedule was packed.

dokyeom

another fake older brother spotted. he would probably embarrass you in front of the guys you like, just a little, and just for fun because he would never approve of anyone you ever bring back home. he knows that you look up to him, and this is what pushes him to keep going. the type of brother to wake you up by creating a ruckus and running around playing the sogo.

mingyu

we all know how mingyu and his younger sister talk to each other, that's just the way it is all the time. CURSE WORDS, CURSE WORDS, AND CURSE WORDS flying all across the house, across the table EVERYWHERE. but the moment someone tries to talk shit about you, mingyu is gonna make sure those are the last words coming out of their mouths

the8

the most chill brother of them all, still quite protective but knows that you can protect yourself, but is there in the back just in case. growing up apart made him cherish you so much more. showering you with gifts, giving you princess treatment cuz you are his little princess. saved up his breakfast money in elementary school to buy you the bubble machine for your birthday.

seungkwan

he would be wholesome and annoying at the same time as a brother. always interested in your business, "who are you talking to?" "you shouldn't talk to her i heard she's a bitch. Yeah". he loves to GOSSIP. if you both were in the same school, he would tell you all the gossip. he would also tail you to your class and would be waiting outside afterward so that you both could continue your argument.

vernon

cannot argue with you for the love of god because you understand each other too well. but whenever you argue it is about the pettiest things. "how DARE you eat the last slice it was mine". literally scares off every boyfriend you have ever had. holds you and pats your back when things get overwhelming. also the brother who convinces your parents for anything you want

dino

this boy nags you more than your parents. "look at your watch. what time is it huh? don't you see it is dark outside? when were you planning on coming home if i hadn't called you?" the only way he stops is when you throw a pillow right at his face. the type of brother to change your wallpaper to scare you. fighting him is like fighting a wall both verbally and physically. cuz this man is built like a wall and when he knows it is indeed his fault he just closes his door and refuses to listen. makes up by getting you mc donalds.

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[kaithesnek]

~ pinned post ~ hai! am kiru! i use it/its and she/her i mostly reblog stuff but i occasionally post about stuff ive made in blockbench! feel free to ask about my modelling!

im also dragonkin!

OCs under the cut: (also im kinda. Simplifying their lore or else this post would be way too long kajhglkjh)

Kiru: she/her, it/its

she's my main sona!! a sentient pool toy brought to life with magic, who ends up going on an adventure with maple, who gets mentioned latr!!! i dun hav much written yet fdlgkjdfd BUT she ends up defeating my world's "villain" who actually created her- x3 basically they wanna take over the world by turning everyone into Creatures and controlling them- but they still need desigining.. ill make a post about that if i ever finish it!! art is by @ xxthunderthedragonxx

Maple:

she/her

maple is also a living object, but this time a fursuit!! specifically an autumn-coloured floragato :3 she's also kiru's adventuring partner! she actually used to be human but got "cursed" by a mysterious fursuit maker, and forgot everything about her old self, but ended up finding a roommate to live with! said roommate is called jester and is actually a frien's oc x3 art is by @ bonnieflare

Kai: she/her

kai is a silly trans girl who learned alchemy and turned herself into a snake! she runs a potion shop and is also helping supply kiru and maple on their journey, she's also obsessed with plants and uses them a lot for her magic! overall veri cozy and always accepts hugs ^w^

art is by @ twistingforce

Caroline/Karolyn:

she/her, it/its

she's like. the classic werewolf but Dragon instead :3 the whole, being bitten and turned into a Creature thing- x3 veri close friens with kai, who helped her accept her new body, and taught her to change at will! (yea im. sure half of my ocs turning into creatures forever totally isnt saying something about how i feel about myself- hahaha....)

art is by @ Axelongis on twitter

Sprinkle:

she/her

i made this kobold for a dnd campaign, but then i got really attached to her and now she's one of my most lore-heavy ocs x3 she may seem cute, being based on a cupcake, but uh. she has killed a lot of people =w="" i wont explain it all here but.. she replaced her tail and lower body with robotics after a long life in a wasteland-like desert- she also used her experience with robotics to make another oc of mine, a plane dragon called north! they're besties :3 speaking of north.... model is by me! i make these :3 North: it/its, she/her

sprinkle's companion! can act as a mech for sprinkle, she can also just ride on it's back :3 not based on any particular plane but.. i never saw any plane raptors so. yea! it's usually quite calm but will Murder to protect her creator when needed- ...hence the blood! model is also by me!

so uh, ya! thas a basic summary of all my ocs... feel free to ask questions about them all!!! also theyre all trans and autistic because i am irl :3333

[thyme-in-a-bubble]

6.6 gigue

A/N: this is a very old fic, originally posted back on the 12 of march 2022. at first, I didn't really want to repost it because it was one of very the first things I ever wrote (so please don’t judge it), but since it had become a lot of people's comfort fic, I decided to re-edit it and post it again.

warnings: Spencer Reid x reader, hurt/comfort, established relationship, meltdown, crying, public transport, classical music

word count: 1807

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It was a Saturday afternoon. One of the first Saturdays in a long time where Spencer hadn’t been away on a case. So, therefore, the two of you had planned on going to the Smithsonian together.

But now that you were there, it struck you that perhaps a Saturday afternoon was not the best time for you to go to a museum. There were so many people. So many children. Nosy ones at that. 

You were truly trying your best to just focus on your wonderful boyfriend and the adorable infodumping that had begun long before you’d even arrived. But everything around you was simply too much, so much in fact that all of the exhibits had begun to be extremely uncomfortable to look at. They just looked chaotic and had way too much going on.

Squeezing your eyes shut, you sucked in a shaky inhale.

Ready to move on to the next exhibit, Spencer’s voice slowly became smaller and smaller as he apparently didn’t notice that you weren’t following along. 

“Y/n?” you opened your eyes to see him looking back over his shoulder at you with a curious look.

“I, um-…” fuck, you needed to get out of here. Get to somewhere, anywhere that your system could relax. His name fell from your quivering lip, “Spencer.”

At the tone of your voice, he was immediately at your side. “What? What’s wrong?”

“It’s, um, a lot right now,” you shook and waved one hand in front of you, trying to shake it out of you, even just a little bit. 

“Okay,” he grabbed ahold of your other hand and held it tight, “do you wanna go?”

“Please,” you sobbed.

“Alright, then we’ll go home.”

Wrapping one arm around your waist, he still clutched on tight to your hand in his, rapidly leading you out, holding you close, just in case you lost your balance. 

Weaving through the crowd, he quickly guided you outside, down a few small streets, and then there you were, at the stairs down towards the metro.

Reaching into your pocket, he fished out your metrocard in order for him to swipe it for you. Brushing a thump over your knuckles, he slowly led you down to the stairs, one step at a time. Once you reached the bottom, he linked his arm with yours and kept going. 

Struggling to keep your breathing steady, you mumbled to yourself, “okay, we need to take the yellow line, that’s down that hall, how many steps could that be? Maybe 50-70?” trying to grasp onto anything that could distract you.

You were well aware of the fact that Spencer surely knew the answers to all your random questions, but he didn’t cut in to share them. He just franticly looked around, trying his best to navigate the chaos of the city.

Once you reached the platform, the train was already there. A beeping sound was heard, indicating that the doors were about to close, so like the wind, he pulled you in before they got the chance.

“Okay,” he breathed out, “let’s find a place to sit,” looking around and quickly spotting two free seats across from one another.

Sitting down, you grabbed onto both his hands, “how many stops?” 

Without even looking up at the map, he answered, “14,” giving your hands a squeeze as you looked down towards the ground. “Do you want your headphones?”

Panic filling your wide eyes, “I-I didn’t take them with me, fuck, I forgot.”

Taking back one hand, he rifled through his satchel and magically fished out your headphones. “I did, I thought you might need them.” 

“Thank you,” you sniffled.

“What pocket is your phone in?”

“Left.”

Pulling it out of your coat pocket, he then proceeded to gently pop both pods into your ears and unlocked your phone, turning the noise cancelling function of them on.

Your eyes fluttered at the relief of sudden silence.

Soon music started playing and it felt like a warm blanket was wrapping around you, protecting you from the outside world. You had listened to this song a thousand times and immediately recognized it. 

Fairytales: II. In E major.

Leaning your head against the wall, you looked at Spencer, his eyes finally lifting from your phone to meet your own. 

Seeing your body language change, he scooted closer to you, gazing into your glossy eyes and taking very clear deep breaths for you to mimic. And so, you did. Watching as his chest rose and fell and feeling his hot breath against your balled-up hands as he exhaled. 

The simple sounds of piano trilled out in your ears as the next song began. But this one you also recognized immediately and found Spencer’s eyes, asking him quietly, “are you playing my nightmare playlist?” and he nodded, a few tears rolling down your cheeks.

One of the first times the two of you had slept beside each other, you had a terrible nightmare, as you tend to do. It was one of those where your body still has to react to whatever happened in the dream when you finally woke up, get some of the emotions out. That was the night you had shown him the playlist. A collection of the most calming of your favourite songs. The two of you had ended up just lying there, cuddling and listening to all the tunes. After that, he had begged you to add a few of his favourite niche Mozart songs that fit in with the sound that all the other ones had. 

After all this time, his memory still occasionally shocked you. You’d half expected him to just press play on the abba song that your spotify had been left on, but he didn’t, he remembered. He knew how soothing the strings of Peter Gregson’s modern recomposing of Bach’s cello suite was to you. He knew you.

“I love you.”

Letting out a sigh of relief, he lifted your hands up to his lips and gave them a soft peck. Noticing just how cold they had gotten, he kept them pressed up against his cheek, leaning into them. 

A few minutes later a fair amount of the people around you got off, clearing a spot with two seats right next to each other. Spencer quickly nodded in that direction as if to ask you if you wanted to move over there. Nodding in response, he practically lifted you out of your seat and into the recently vacated one. 

Now that he was once again beside you, you let your head slump down to meet his shoulder and stared down at his left palm.

Turning it in yours and studying it well, you traced all of the veins with your finger, pressing down on a few of the ones that poked out, and at the end, your fingers came to tap his, playing at them like you were the one creating the music in your ears.

It took a few tries before he caught your attention, motioning up to the map to show you that the next stop was yours. Helping you up, he guided you to wait at the doors. Hugging him tightly, you felt the metro’s motions rock the both of you for the last few minutes of your ride.

And right before the doors swooshed open, he looked down and caught your eye, giving you a small nod as if to ask you if you were ready, then promptly flashed you a tight smile as you nodded back.

Luckily, his apartment was just around the corner from this metro station, so it didn’t take too long before you were looking up at the shining number 23 on his front door. 

You were absolutely exhausted, leaning against your boyfriend as he fumbled with the keys. 

With the click of the lock, you straightened your back. Opening the door, he pulled you inside and immediately when it closed behind you, you pulled out your headphones and tugged them back into your pocket. 

You welcomed the quiet of the apartment with open arms. It was also an alarmingly clear sign for your body to comprehend that it was now in a safe space, so finally, it let go.

Hyperventilating, you ripped off the uncomfortable clothes on your body. Shoes, coat, off, off. But when even that wasn’t enough, you marched to the bedroom and pick out some pyjamas to switch your current garb out with.

Once they were on, you slumped down on the bed, hugging a pillow tight and letting the tears flow.

Hearing footsteps approach, you looked up to see Spencer, simply sitting down beside you and laying his hand out, palm up, just in case you wanted to hold it.

Taking it in yours, the two of you just sat there, waiting it out. 

You didn’t really know how long you sat there, but when it did pass, the two of you had morphed into cuddling session that lasted the rest of the day. At some point, one of you popped one of the star wars movies on, just as a soothing background noise.

When that day was finally through, when it had finally become time for you to go to bed, you uttered, “I’m sorry that I ruined your day off.”

“Hey,” his tone almost made him sound like he was offended, “you did not ruin anything. I don’t care where we are or what we are doing, just as long as I am with you.”

“But you didn’t get to see that new exhibit you were talking about and it’s my fault because you had to take care of me,” you looked down at your feet.

“First of all, that exhibit will be there for many months, I have plenty of time to see it. And secondly, it was all you, you did all the work, I was just like a dog tugging on the leash for you to go in a certain direction, you cannot give me all the credit, I don’t deserve that. You do. You’re the one who knows your body the best and knows, and actually listens and respects its signals. That was all you. I just happen to be there.”

Sucking in a deep breath, you let his words sink in.

“You’re the strongest person I’ve ever met,” he admitted, “I often think about how much I wish I was more like you.” 

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

Reaching out to grab his hand, you then promptly yawned. Pulling you closer by the hold he now had on you, he placed a small kiss on your forehead and changed the subject, “are you ready to do to bed?”

“Yeah, I feel like a zombie,” you fought to keep your eyes open, feeling his lips press against the tip of your nose, “but also like I ran a marathon.”

© 2022 thyme-in-a-bubble 

[spearxwind]

hi alex! do you have any recs for songs that sound cheerful and upbeat but are about murder/violence/thrill of the hunt type stuff? kinda like the vibe of choke by idkhow?

OOhh I think I got some! It's not usually the type of song I add to my playlists so i probably have more saved than i know

I want you gone - cyan kicks (idk why I feel like this might fit. the jam is upbeat but the lyrics are sad/violent) insane - black gryph0n (listen i know its a hazbin fansong but trust me it slaps so fucking hardddd) Lights out (remix) - taska black/alioth/OSKI (I lost a dear friend and it was no mistake ?? sounds like murder to me. also this is a genuine earworm. The og version of this is more ominous this one is more upbeat) Praying mantis - FKA Rayne ( i fucking love this song <3333333333) Crazy fuckin robot body - snowblood (I mean. this one's niche cause. robot body. but hey if it works it works!) Another way out - Hollywood undead (we're hunting you down for sport sorry) Get jinxed - Djerv (Sorry for the league of legends but this one also slaps so hard and has for years) Killer - The ready set (A CLASSIC A CLASSIC THE MOST CLASSIC EVER) Kill[h]er - Stand atlantic (I think this one fits perhaps) Bruises - Fox stevenson (ANOTHER CLASSIC!!! FISTFIGHT!!) Fingernails - Don Broco (Idk if this fits but it feels like it does its a cool song and also the video is fun as fuck more bands need to do weird shit again) The blade chose me - rainbowdragoneyes (8BIT OMINOUS SONG ABT CONQUERING ITS GOOD!!)

EDIT: I FORGOT TO ADD THE BLADE CHOSE ME

And yeah as always if anyone has suggestions feel free to reblog/reply with them -w-

[monstersmashorpass]

I have an unhealthy obsession with fish/alien men, I’d like to ask if you know of any ✨sexy✨ alien/fish daddies that do not include but are similar to the following- Jaal ama Darav (ME:A), Thane Krios (ME:2), Sidon (Zelda), Kit Fisto (Star Wars) aaaaaannnndddd that would be it that I know of so far, but I need more, so much more. Plz send more (I’m insanity incarnate, I know)

I got three who popped in off the top of my head anon! If anyone's got other options for anon, please reply to this post or reblog with em!

Putting this under a cut but also here's a tl;dr

Abe Sapien, from Hellboy

Fishman, from The Shape of Water

Creature from the Black Lagoon, from the movie of the same name

Just wanna say, since this is a first for us; it's gonna be hit or miss if we know other options for yall - we might have to often turns these over to followers for yall to chime in for peeps!

~ Ghoul ☢

I mean there's our Lord and Savior Abe Sapien from Hellboy. We can't have this list without him. (Got a poll for him somewhere in the queue as of posting this. He'll show up at some point!)

[Official Comic Art from one of the verses (the Abe Sapien specfic comics] [Abe as played by Doug Jones in the Del Toro Hellboy movies]

And can't forgot the Fishman from The Shape of Water (another Del Toro movie, with Doug Jones our beloved actor of creatures) (we've already done a poll for this guy!)

Honestly Im sure this exists because Del Toro saw what the Hellboy fandom did to Babe- (cough) I mean Abe Sapien.

Let's go old-school for a moment and hit up classic movie monsters! 1954's Creature from the Black Lagoon, anyone!? (Gonna make a poll for this guy, don't worry.)

[Original poster from back in the 1950s)

[lazystar]

Break Downs Come in Many Shapes and Sizes

Roommate!Chan X Fem!Reader

Author Note: This is my first attempt at fic writing pls be nice LMK if we want to see this finished :) Pls Reblog and Comment if you like it!!

Warnings/author rambling: Idiots/Enemies to Lovers, swearing worse than an angry trucker, Jisung is Y/N’s Twin, Chan is kind of a moron, Reader is very cranky all the time, Reader has big black cat gf energy. My grammar might suck and this is so dialogue heavy.

Word Count: Definitely more than 5

Rating: Let’s Say PG-13 for now probably not gonna write any pants off dance off material … for now

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“Y/N I uh… I ummm IlikeyoualotandIwanttotakeyouout”

“I’m sorry what?”

“I like you a lot and I want to take you out”

Well Saturday morning brunch just took a turn, a baffled laugh leaves your mouth and before you can even think the word vomit leaves your lips as your tirade begins you stand in front of Chan with clad in your pajamas your (his )tee shirt that falls almost to your knees, sleep shorts, and fuzzy socks. Your lazy sleepy haze interrupted by the sobering fact that what you’re used to is completely different from what the reality before you. He can’t help to think that even upset and looking like you rose from an eternal slumber you look absolutely gorgeous.

“What do you mean you like me?! You-you hate me?! I hate you, hasn’t it always been this way?!?! This has to be some kind of fucking joke.” An exasperated sigh cuts your rant off, only briefly and you shake your head looking down for just a moment trying to make sense of what the hell is happening. “I don’t even know why you hate me Chan.” As you say this your eyes leave the floor, deciding that the fuzz of your socks was not distracting enough from the conversation at hand. You choose instead to look him in the eye and convey everything you had bottled up for the long months you’ve shared your home with Chan. “I genuinely don’t understand how I deserved any of your teasing, jokes, pranks, I guess your interrupting any date I thought would happen in the apartment somewhat makes sense now. Beyond that nothing you did made any sense to me besides the moments you showed a shred of kindness my way. But even those confused me, one day you pack me a lunch for work, the next you interrupted my date making the guy think I was trying to cheat on a boyfriend I don’t even have. Think about it if you were me— how would you feel right now? I was only ever kind to you when I moved in, I did all the chores, cooked extra meals for you since you would forget to take care of yourself, I would even wash your crusty gym socks for you when you forgot! But all you ever really did was try and antagonize me, not in a brotherly way like Jisung, more like an elementary school or middle school bully. You know now that I think about it… I-I didn’t always hate you, I misspoke on that when I said that I always did, but the feeling grew because you only ever hated me— or acted like you did. So forgive me for my lack of understanding here as to how the fuck you like me.” Your voice almost drops to a whisper as the thought goes through your mind- this could be another one of his pranks, maybe he’s taking it too far this time. The incredulous and hurt look on your face showed that you were telling the truth, well, your truth. The growing hurt starts to reflect in your eyes as you gnaw on your bottom lip trying to not show weakness in front of the Aussie.

As your hands flew about almost comically during your monologue, Chan stood there across the kitchen island in looking almost comfortable—clad in his usual Saturday uniform of a classic black tee, black gym shorts, and of course his beanie. The other signature part of his look, that annoyingly attractive smirk was gracing his features but if you looked a bit too long his way you would have seen that the typical arrogance of his smile didn’t quite reach his eyes. In fact his eyes betrayed the fact that he was mentally running a marathon realizing what he thought was playing off his feelings for you— one of his best friend’s’ sisters, someone who he had been attracted to for so long— was actually him ruining something he had dreamt of. You didn’t see it as playfulness—you saw it as him being a bully, a jerk, and he could see why. In his heart from the moment he saw your sweet and almost shy smile the day you had moved in for your third year or university he wanted to be more than roommates, but to be more than that he had to have shown you that he had been into you. Instead he had played into the old fashioned “if he teases you he likes you” mentality that had sort of died out decades ago. Acting more like a spoilt child than a man in his mid twenties.

Chan could do nothing but let out his own humorless laugh a sadness filled chuckle rumbling out of his chest and his curls flopping out of his hat as he shook his head, as much as he wanted to he couldn’t dare step closer to you, instead he let the kitchen island act as a barrier between you. He took advantage of the heavy silence that filled the room and decided now was time to say his piece. He didn’t want to show how your words impacted him just yet. So rather than being a bit more tactful he chose to start off acting like he always did around you — like a bit of an ass.

“Come on Y/Nnie when did I ever say that I hated you? Name one time I expressly said that…quickly.” The teasing tone of his voice cut through the thick uncomfortable air between the two of you . He couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle at the the stutters and incomprehensible sounds that left your mouth which told him all he that needed to know.

“You and I clearly both know that I never said that. Not once did I ever say ‘Y/N my darling roommate, sister of one of my closest friends, I hate you’ because sweetheart I do not hate you. I do actually care for you— even if I did find some joy in your cute grumpy reactions whenever I was being a jerk. You said it yourself that you hate me and quite honestly that breaks my heart.” You weren’t sure if you were right but he almost sounded choked up when he admitted that hearing you voice your feelings so harshly upset him. He continued on “I’m sorry for being so childish and hiding my feelings like a coward, I was an asshole to you and I see now what you meant by my mixed signals. I fucked up acting the way I did. Anyways I’ll uh—I’ll see you around.” He awkwardly finished his apology and you were frozen, unsure of what to say or do. When you looked at his face you could see that the typical confidence that radiated off of Chan was gone, what was left was a crestfallen, heartbroken young man. As he gathered his things to walk out your shared front door internally you wanted to pull him into your arms and console him. On the outside you could do nothing but stand there, your mind reeling realizing you may have just fucked everything up, you may have truly ruined your chances of getting to know the real person behind the arrogant facade the Australian man had built. Deep down you wished that you two had a different dynamic, but you had never known how to broach the subject. Maybe now was your chance. Fighting your panic response to freeze like a statue and attempting to start a new your wavering voice called to him.

“Chan—Chris! I uh— wait!! I-“

Before you could even say your full thoughts which you had barely conjured up, he was out the door, jacket and keys in hand and his head held low in what could only be described as devastation. As the door slammed you could do nothing but stare at it, your mind screamed at you telling you that you should run after him, pull him into your arms, explain that you were lying about hating him, that you wanted to be genuine with one another and get to know the real Chan. Instead you stood there frozen, tears burning at your eyes and slowly cascading down your cheeks. It was likely too late to run after him. Even through he was debating in the hallway if he should go back inside and try to fix things between you two. Thinking you were still upset he chose to go and drink away the pain, an unhealthy coping skill one of his friends would likely scold him for. As for you you chose to throw yourself an I may have just fucked up with the guy I secretly might be head over heels for and I feel like world’s biggest idiot party — or as Melanie Martinez would say… a pity party.

Thus your signature pity party routine began and you like an idiot did what always did when you chose avoidance instead of facing your troubles head on… You coped with distractions; step one: ice cream, step two: find a drama where you could be mad at the characters instead of yourself (or watch a true crime documentary and solve the case before the detectives), step three: cry into a pillow. Obviously your routine did not always go in that order given you were prone to crying at anything that might be even a smidge sad or frustrating. As you yanked open the freezer you were faced with a horrific sight, the last pint of salted caramel swirl ice cream was gone. The frozen dessert was a very important aspect of this routine you had been following since high school. That was the straw that broke the camel’s back—you had ENOUGH, your oh so essential pity party plans were now completely and utterly ruined and you had nothing punchable nearby to let out your emotions.

So like any logical adult in their twenties you choose to be mature, someone your therapist would have been proud of. Actually your therapist would be shocked to see you heave your body over to the couch and gracefully flop facedown and have a toddler style temper tantrum. Feet kicking, fists pounding the soft faux leather, and scratchy screams leaving your throat only to be muffled by the cushions below you. Before you could give an angry two year old a run for their piggy bank’s worth of savings a loud ring of your cellphone phone interrupts the anger fest.

“Jisung this better be good I’m in one of my wallowing in my sorrows sessions” you all but bark at your twin brother.

“Well I obviously hate to interrupt but Chan-hyung is drunk on my porch saying he ruined everything between you two and — oh well he’s now on my living room floor crying hugging that stuffed wolf you left here last week. So dear sister of mine would you care to explain what the fuck happened? It’s barely 1PM and the man is wasted and sobbing like he just watched Titanic for the first time.” The sass and annoyance your twin always seemed to have practically slapped you through the phone’s speaker. You let out a sigh and slumped further into the couch cushions and took a second to articulate your thoughts.

“He didn’t ruin anything, I did and big time. Like worse than when you puked in front of your crush at the graduation party in high school.” You sadly laugh and before Jisung could yell at you for bringing that memory up you tearfully begin to explain what just happened between you and your frustratingly handsome roommate.

As you spiral Jisung interrupts with a chuckle of pure exasperation at two of his favorite people truly not operating with the shared braincell of your trio.

“So you two morons both like each other and covered it up with teasing like you’re in second grade?”

“Well when you put it that way we both sound pretty dumb huh? Please let him sober up with you and Wolfie while I try and make it up to him.”

He agrees and the familiar hang up tone of the phone call echoes in your ear. Just how are you going to make this right?

[m1ckeyb3rry]

FR it’s actually crazy where are the itoshi non enjoyers at…im crying is your latest reblog also in ref to him bc if so you’re so real

REAL the lives are all connected the multiverse just is like that yk (pause yuki protag and he regains his past memories that kinda cooks) LMAOO because he would be so hyped like “oh yeah im that man the super cool ninja ladies love me fish (idk what equivalent would go here) fear me”

SIBLING GOALS PLEASEEEE LMFAOO king of kalos yuki…its giving insane aura

No because im just hella paranoid LMAO fortunately tumblr seems a lot chiller than other platforms but SHSJSB THANK YOUUU even a a tumbler inactive acc I’ll be the number one Mira defender o7 call me Oliver aiku the way I defend LMAOO ok Twitter is actually insane like INSANE insane I fr only use it because some official accounts like to update there and there’s also some really nice art there but other than that absolutely 0 interacting because that’s like reddits younger sibling

LMFAO no actually Nagiy/n just gatekeeping the love sorry only room for one couple!!! /j but so real it adds depth to the whole world if people don’t get that they can leave!! IM CRYING nagi outing Reo like that is so funny

It’s like Isagis the angel and aikus the devil of the little consciousnesses consultants (bro what are they referred as ykwim like when they pop up on your shoulders) LMFAOAOAOAIAH THE BIKE LINE IM CRYINGGFGG stop that bright back so many memories I can’t

Your brain working so hard it’s foreshadowing for you LMAOO before I even read I was already thinking “I bet he’d be annoying af but eventually their daughter warms up to bug boy and they fall in love” HAHA wait why is he lowk giving igaguri vibes though….like not for igaguri to be inserted in as him but just purely on a vibe comparison standpoint….(grandfather nagi he alr acts like one NOW /j)

I was fr laughing so hard imagining that like it’s a classic poorly drawn picture done from like five colors of crayon but because of Barou gyarados and defeated Mr Mikage it’s almost 75% red LMFAO THE TEACHER PLAYING CPS IS CRAZY and she finds out like “wait your the former champions kid??????” OOOOH OMG no wait they have their son and readers like “omg he reminds me sm of my cousin…maybe this is a sign he’s always with me” BYE I started at new kiyora so long I forgot what s1 kiyora looked like LMAOO I see the vision!! It’s even funnier when you think about how Nagi and kiyora beef with each other now LOL

AHAHAA guys so im actually reader like ACTUALLY now /j this’ll be a very immersive read but LMAO on the flip side imagine reader also just trying to catch some random pokemon and for whatever reason she’s separated and just not with her own pokemon (idk maybe she’s setting up their campsite so everyone left to gather supplies or train or whatever so she’s just alone with all their traveling stuff) and some pokemon pops up that she wants so she just eats through Karasu’s entire quick ball stash and eventually catches it on like the last ball and Karasu comes back like “BRO WTF” LMAOA ok but another tally for a Karasu L HAHA first it was hioris ducklett now it’s the quick balls (maybe yayoi made fun of him before in a sibling way like this is why I’m gym leader not you cuz you suck)

AHAHA dumbass x dumbass power of friendship imagine his abomasnow also has a bunch of moves that inflict confusion on itself LMAOO or it’s just general super susceptible to anything that might inflict that status because it’s already confused 24/7 but WAITTTT this should just be a real series atp THE OVAS fr just have an entire expansion of the verse we all cheered if you have the time/motivation PLEASE MAKE THE OVAS wait this is Lowk becoming orv orv also has side stories (i haven’t read them oops) wait im laughing imagine hiori in a full safari zone fit BUT why not combine both ideas…hioris pokemon have a dispute INSIDE the safari zone LMAOO maybe he goes in to settle a dispute in there and while he does that his pokemon have to wait outside to which they start throwing hands (probably swanna starting it like we should go in and look after him and protect him from the pokemon inside or sth and they can’t figure out who they should send in to follow since a full team of 6 is too inconspicuous and then that just spirals into plain old fighting) WAIT I WANT A TABIEITA DUMBASS EPISODE does this warrant another notion folder (idk how notion works so I hope ykwim)

BAROU VERSION IN THW WORKS WOOHOOOO YES NIKO INTRO homeboy Niko coming in clutch, as aiku would say LMAO

HSGDJSS guys why’d she phrase that like peregrine and hollyhock are already dead….guys??? Ok but it’s ok someday I trust it’ll come into existence!! Speaking of did you end up deciding what you’re doing for the event?

Barou would truly appreciate the graphics “thanks for honoring my death maybe you’re not a donkey” LMFAOOEO sorry I’m having too much fun with this au and I’m not even the one writing it

BLLKS2 TRAILER!!! YES I DAW bruh the up close and personal screen of shirtless sae sends me but LOWK THE CHARACTERS LOOK PRETTY GOOD FOR THE MOST PART?? Omg Karasu our man got his justice!!! I agree I love how he looks!! Glow up from some of his initial manga panels LMAO I’ll admit the cgi somehow looks even more cgid (specifically the zoom in on Isagis feet with hiori in the back) and some animation sections feel very screenshot additional time-esque but WHATEVER (they also looked really oiled up in that one top6 shot like why are they sparkling like that) like you said s1 wasn’t unwatchable but some parts of the trailer feel even choppier, specifically with the lip syncing? Like when Nanase talks and when Rin and Shidou are beefing it’s giving like Pac-Man ass mouth but I’ll live with it the Karasu moments are saving me (the last shot of otoya in the trailer where he’s staring into our souls has me rolling though he kinda looks like he’s ON something but it’s ok) WE’LL LIVE

STOP NOT THE YOTD NAME DROP IM CRYING but FR!!! At least we have content and I bet for panels it really matters it’ll look fire! The way they did otoyas aura was kinda cool too!! But THATS WHAT IM SAYING where’s all the money they’re raking in going?? Like what….i kinda wish they’d splurge and go with a bigger studio but maybe they’re contractually bound to eightbit ugh but im sooo excited for s2!!!!! Maybe after this s2 they’ll finally put their eightbitussy into it

Im still kinda losing it over the fact that it’s 14 eps though? I’ve seen some people speculating saying maybe they’re doing another two cour division and it’s just for cour 1 but we’ll see….if it’s just 14 eps of super crunchy quality I won’t be as ecstatic though LOL but I think there’s also a chance they’ll refine it before release? Because actually the end credits scene for epinagi got refined in the Amazon prime release iirc so they gave Karasu and hiori a glow up (that locker room scene) and they look a lot less crunchy so manifesting…

- Karasu anon

YESSS IT WAS ABOUT SAE DHKSDKSJS i’d drop a piano on him in every life 🥲🙂‍↕��� nah because the itoshis occupy the same space as nanami jjk in my mind like i can see where the appeal comes from but they need to be humbled so i must hate

pursuit otoya def has a hat (he probably got it from karasu let’s be real) that just says “women want me magikarp fear me” but then reader’s magikarp loves him and no women want him thereby proving the hat completely wrong 😭

nah because king of kalos yuki…i need him tbh…he’s another one (kinda like reader when she retires) where he had to give up battling for personal issues so nobody’s ever beaten him in an ACTUAL league battle either 🤩 like lowkey bro could’ve been champion too the world will never know!! so he def commands insane respect (makes tabieita slandering him even funnier like do y’all know who you’re talking to rn)

all of my mutuals post relevant twitter screenshots so i get it secondhand HAHA avoiding the bad and receiving the good 😏 agreed it has mega reddit vibes for sure i’m scared of it…PLS you are the aiku of this verse we love to see it

imagine nagiy/n dueling tullireo “this town ain’t big enough for the two of us” FJSKDJJS real talk though i agree when a story is this long it’s impossible not to have background dynamics going on!! it adds to the fun anyways people who don’t get it just will have to miss out ig!! PLSS nagi has 0 chill he does not gaf he’ll out anyone…imagine reader asks reo for recommendations afterwards or smth LMAOOO he’s like how did you know you don’t even have any psychic types and she’s like uhhh my aegislash?? which is technically correct but from then on reo is super paranoid around aegislash because thinks it can read his mind 😭

HAHAHA wait shoulder angel/shoulder devil isagi/aiku goes so hard (consciousness consultants is cracking me up) their dynamic is so funny…wait this means aiku HAS to know barou in the past ☝🏻 maybe since he’s the one who gives reader her keystone after seeing her houndoom with its houndoominite he’s like “i knew this asshole with a houndoom who also had houndoominite what a coincidence” and reader’s like “not really that’s barou we’re related” and aiku’s like???

okay lowkey i was thinking niko but igaguri fits so well i’m crying 😭 pursuit sequel where it’s an igaguri x reader and we’re nagiy/n’s daughter real and true (new it trio reader + igaguri + kurona) /j ofc HAHAH but fr i think it would be so cute imagine her bringing him to meet nagi and reader and reader’s just like “i’m so proud of you for continuing the ‘dating losers’ trend in the family” and nagi’s like “yup 👍” because he’s accepted he’s a loser atp LMAOO omg nagi would def be that grandfather that lets you get away with whatever when he’s babysitting you and gives you like caramel candies or smth KFCJSJKS PLSS him sitting on a porch in an ugly ass sweater (from when reader or reo attempted knitting and used him as a guinea pig) in a rocking chair with tea i’m crying

sometimes a family is a man, his wife, his best friend’s father who his wife destroyed in battle, his wife’s vaguely homicidal hellhound, and his wife’s cousin watching over them disapprovingly from heaven 🥹❤️ i hope you like mr mikage’s mustache and barou’s hair i worked hard on them /j LMAOAAOAOO anyways i was crying making this i hope you appreciate it (also the ribbon on houndoom is because her mega stone is tied on her neck with a ribbon by barou when he gives her to reader but obviously nagiy/n’s child exaggerates things and yassifies houndoom to the max…the teacher pulls up expecting some cute weak little puppy pokémon and is met with THE houndoom who killed the leader of team x himself i bet she pisses her pants)

HAHAHA I LOVEEE GIVING KARASU L’S he truly cannot win…okay wait that’s so pokémon anime coded her using all of karasu’s quick balls to catch her phanpy and karasu comes back and is like um?? so he makes reader repay him but she doesn’t have that much money and she has to go around battling random people for enough cash and that’s how she gets to know phanpy LFJDJSJFH karasu’s gentle parenting at its finest he’s like “i hope you learned an important lesson today 😐” and she’s like “yeah apparently my phanpy knows rollout 😄” karasu just gives up atp 😭

ZANTETSU WITH A PERPETUALLY CONFUSED ABOMASNOW IS SOOO FUNNY TO ME AND SO CANON!! lowkey the side stories would be so fun especially because we could show more characters like zantetsu who don’t appear in the main story…maybe yuki taking his pokémon to aryu to get groomed or smth 🤔 PLSS THE HIORI IDEA I’M CACKLING 😭 imagine the tabieita ova is just otoya trying to teach karasu how to rizz girls up but he keeps getting rejected so karasu’s like bro you suck let me try and he gets a date on the first try FHDJDJSJ omg or we could have one of yayoi and karasu as kids…i had an idea for an otoya one but tumblr deleted half of my response for some reason?? like i had literally responded to your ENTIRE ask and just went to look something up and when i came back tumblr was like lol fuck you redo the entire thing 😰 WAIT possibly the same otoya one or maybe a diff one but just an ova of him being a chris prince stan and trying to follow the chris prince regimen ™️ but his muscles give out and his pokémon are like HELL NO or it’s like him just buying chris prince merch for an entire chapter 😭 or a tullia and loki ova when they go on a date and it’s just tullia being like “huh i wonder what reo’s doing rn…hold on why do i gaf…” (sneaking in the tullireo agenda as always) LMAOAOA NO FR i never read the side stories either but this is literally orv pokémon edition like maybe we WILL reach that 1.5 million word count /hj

AIKU IS VILLAINOUS IN THE BAROU VERSION HE’S SLANDERING EVERYONEEE so far lorenzo, barou, and niko have caught strays his inner monologue is cracking me up though 😭 fr homeboy niko ALWAYS comes through for the gang we love him!! aiku would be nothing without him

NOOO THEY’RE NOT DEAD DEAD i’m just pursuit brain rotted so once i get more of the oaeu and requests out i’m going to work on that for a while!! HAHA dw i’m having sm fun with it too it’s such an entertaining au with so many possibilities!! PLEASEEE barou’s like ok i guess it’s acceptable because it’s aesthetic you get a pass this time 😒

SADLY NOOO NO IDEAS YET actually ykw a pokémon theme would be really fun and in character atm!! i’d have to think of how to go about it but that is def one option (it’s coming up too AHH so i have to get to cooking for real!!)

agreed it’s not as awful as people are making it out to be!! a lot of the trailer was still frames too so it just looks choppier because it’s not an entire scene in motion yk…the budget is apparently higher than s1 so i doubt it’ll be worse than s1 if anything it’ll just be the same!! AND KARASU LOOKED SOOO GOOD THEY DID HIM JUSTICE i can’t wait to see him in action…i will forever mourn the thought of him with jet black hair and pretty violet eyes though 😩 purple/black karasu you will live on in our memories/99% of fanarts + colorings 😭 i feel like the blue falls a bit flat like he’s kind of just giving “isagi’s sexy cousin” atm HAHAHAHA but it’s all good he’s fine either way!! tbh yk me i’m just waiting for s2 for the edits anyways and if editors can make fire stuff out of manga panels they’ll def cook with whatever the anime gives us!!

speaking of edits do you know those tik tok sounds with the usa eagle screech i NEED people to start editing karasu with it because yk bird LMAOAAOOA JUST IMAGINEEE i don’t think he gets a bird aura panel until NEL (this is what i went to look up when tumblr glitched out for you to get a sense of how far i got) but i am investing i need people to get to WORK idk how no one has seen the vision yet!!

hmm i think if it’s only 14 eps they’ll definitely either go crazy or they’ll do two cours 🤔 tbh more content is more content i’m just hype to see my boys back on screen 🤩 the animators always yassify nagi so i’m chilling because there’s a high chance he’ll look good for the most part JFKSK i’m worried they might mess up barou because they seem to be allergic to him slaying but i still have faith!! ACTUALLY YKW i’m waiting for everyone to crawl out of the woodwork remembering how much they like nagi once they’re reminded of how cool he is…like NUH UH go back to the kaiser glazing hole you scrabbled out of leave nagi ALONE i have been here through everyone slandering him he’s MINEEEEEEEE (insert wolf ripping its shirt open meme) /j

anyways if it seems like i missed anything i’m sorry tumblr hates me so i probably thought i responded and didn’t LMAOAOA i think my og response was more fleshed out but alas…😓💔

[hiro-doodlez]

(I might not listen to the results JSNSJSJSJ)

(Reblogs appreciated LSNWJDJ)

[aemonds-little-belle]

FEELINGS SOLD SEPARATELY

CHAPTER FIFTEEN (THE KISS)

Modern!Aemond Targaryen x Reader

TAGS - (REPOSED FROM AO3)

Alternate Universe - Sugar DaddySugar BabySugar Baby AUAUokay this is a whole ass story that's just one long ass brain fartliterally i am just coming up with this on the spotlow key really love it thoughSugar Baby/Sugar Daddyobviouslytalks of class issuesaemonds been hurt in the pasti think there will be some sexy stuff eventuallywait fuck i didn't mention this is a modern!aumodern!AUAlternate Universe - Modern Setting<3Aemond "One-Eye" Targaryen is Bad at Feelingsstop that was recommended but so accurateI don't know how to do tagsI'm SorryI promise it's goodAnd no one diesand it's just so classically a sugar baby/ sugar daddy au it hurtsreader works at a cafe ... obviouslythis will follow a similar storyline to the show just modern and also not at allFamily Issueswait probably dom/sub vibes tooDom/subLight Dom/subclearly i don't know where this is going yetmy readers are always written fat because i am fatso keep that in mindSlow Burnit's so slowbut I think it's greatlike genuinely two idiots in lovebut they take soooo long to noticeUghI love fanfiction

(Special thank you to @throughgoeshamilton who laid their own series headcannons on me and then me expand them, and also listened to my headcannons and helped me expand them as well. Truly thankful!!! <3)

Y'all voted for something happier, so I complied, until I didn't ... Enjoy!

PLEASE DON"T FORGET TO LIKE AND REBLOG <3

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“Hmm.” Aemond smiled as he finally leaned in, his lips pressed against hers so softly, too softly. The corners of his lips curling when Y/n let out a content sigh, leaning in closer, the kiss finally deepening. Aemond eventually pulled back, Y/n pouting slightly, her expression contorted in worry, Aemonds thumbs smoothing over the wrinkles that formed on her forehead as he smiled down at her. “If I kiss you again, Y/n.” He paused. “Everything will change.” 

She nodded her head, her eyes not leaving his. “I want things to change.” She whispered, maybe even pleaded, Aemond smiling as he leaned in again, this kiss almost frantic, Aemond pulling Y/n impossibly closer as her hands closed tighter around his wrists, the two of them unsure if the moment was real, their lips exploring one another’s as if there would never be another kiss, another moment to be this close. “Aemond.” Y/n breathed as she pulled away. “I can’t breathe.” He just chuckled, pecking her lips once, twice, before fully pulling away, his eyes opening to find Y/n breathing heavily, her lips pouting. “Just give me a second.” 

“Why don’t you put some pants on, hmm?” Aemond hummed, amused at the fact she hadn’t run off to do so sooner. Y/n nodded her head, her face heating up, the embarrassment she forgot about creeping up on her once more. “Since we’re already editing the rules.” Aemond said, Y/n’s smile disappearing. “Maybe no more answering the door pantless.” He teased. 

“You were banging on my door!” Y/n pointed out. “And you were yelling my name! I thought it was an emergency.” She crossed her arms, ready to defend her case. 

“I wouldn’t have knocked so hard, or called your name as loud as I did, if you answered your phone.” Aemond raised his eyebrows, daring Y/n to think of a comeback. 

Y/n just tilted her head to the side. “What am I getting dressed for?” She moved the conversation to something different, opening a dresser drawer and sifting around to find something suitable. 

“Just some errands.” Aemond answered, his head in her fridge as he looked for something she could eat before moving onto the cupboard to do the same. 

“What kind of errands?” Y/n asked puzzled, a few things in her arms as she closed her eyes, opening them back up and realizing that Aemond really was in her kitchen making her some toast, like a boyfr…

“We need to pick up your dress for tomorrow night.” He interrupted her thoughts. “some fancier shoes to match too, and Helaena ordered a necklace and earrings for you, so we’ll have to get those as well.” He said nonchalantly, speaking like picking up custom dresses, jewelry, and fancy shoes like he does the newspaper. 

“I don’t, I um, what do you wear for fancy shopping.” Y/n tried not to show her worry about shopping, the last trip eventful in all the wrong ways, and not something she wished to do again. 

Aemond looked to her, smirking at her still bare legs, though his face hardened when he saw her worried expression. “Just wear something comfortable, Y/n, and something warm, it’s cold outside.” He answered, turning back to the toaster, which took longer than he wished it would. “What would you like on your toast?” He asked, Y/n still scrambling to find something, t-shirts, sweaters, jeans, leggings, and socks suddenly piled up beneath, and around, her. 

“Uhm.” She sighed. “Just some butter, I guess.” Y/n huffed, turning around and picking a few things up, then throwing them back down. 

“Do you do this every time you get dressed?” Aemond asked intrigued, motioning to the room, now messier than it was a few minutes ago, Y/n’s shoulders shrugging. 

“No.” Y/n defensively said. “I mean, yeah, sometimes, I just, what do you wear to a fancy mall?” She raised her hands in the air defeated, her shirt riding up slightly, Aemond tensing. “I want to fit in.” Aemond opened his mouth to speak, but Y/n cut him off. “Please, just help me find something.” 

Aemond nodded his head, placing the finished toast on a random plate, then walking over, hands behind his back as he looked over the mishmashed pile of clothing. “You need a closet.” 

“Sure! Do you want me to go ask Gunner if he can build a closet for me ...” Aemond looked to her, almost wishing her to try and do as she said she would. “Pantless?” She finished, her words dying out. 

“I would much rather we keep you being pantless as an ‘us’ thing.” He smiled, leaning down slightly so he could be at eye level with her. “The only thing I want you to ask Gunner, is if he’ll let you out of your lease.” Aemond said, his tone serious, his eye locked on hers. 

“Why would I do that?” She tried to scoff, though it ended up much more breathy than intended. 

“So I can get you out of this shit …”

“Hey!” Y/n’s finger collided with his chest, Aemond putting his hands up to show his innocence as she stared at him with true anger in her eyes. “I know my apartment isn’t fancy, and it doesn’t have a closet, but it’s my home.” Y/n made sure her words were clear, and loud. “So be nice.” She pulled her finger back, Aemond smirking at her expression, her demeanor, how scary, yet, cute she looked, angry over his words, and still, somehow still pantless. ‘I lo… She’s quite cute.’ He thought. 

“Okay.” Aemond said giving up his fight and teasing, now genuinely looking over the clothing she had already pulled out. “Here, and here.” He handed her a long sleeve t-shirt, then a nice, unsurprisingly black, knit sweater to go over it, a new purchase he was happy to dress her in. “And then some jeans, where are your …” Y/n pointed to her bottom drawer, Aemond nodding his head as he crouched down to open it. “See, that was easy.” He said, handing her a pair of blue jeans, though the two of them were slightly shocked at his choice, seeing that he’s wearing all black, Y/n wondered if he owned any colourful clothing, and if not, maybe he had some fun socks. “Y/n?” 

“Hmm?” 

“Please, go put some pants on.” He chuckled, though internally he was screaming, her pantless look was at first cute, and a little funny, but at some point it turned distracting, especially when she lifted her hands up, the small peek he got at her stomach making him forget where he was for a few minutes. 

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Y/n did a little spin as she came out of the bathroom, smiling to Aemond who stood at her window. “How do I look?” Y/n asked, though her breath hitched when Aemond’s eye looked her up and down, assessing her body in a way he hadn’t before, her face suddenly heating.

Y/n just smiled nervously before walking towards the kitchen, picking up a piece of toast before biting into it. “I prefer you pantless.” Y/n took a deep breath in, toast crumbs suddenly stuck to the side of her throat, her chest heaving slightly as she tried to breath before she began coffing. “Y/n.” Aemond shook his head, taking the few steps towards her, opening up a cupboard and pulling out a cup, filling it up with water and handing it to her, his hand on her lower back as she took desperate gulps. “Are you okay?” He chuckled after she took her first full breath. 

“I was trying to play it cool.” She pouted before laughing, placing the cup down on her counter, Y/n avoiding Aemond’s eyes at all costs. ‘That was so embarrassing, I could die on the spot, right now, he's a TARGARYEN.’

“You’re adorable.” Aemond laughed, his hand gliding up her spine and resting on the back of her head as he leaned down and kissed the top of her head. 

“I almost died choking, on toast!” She held up the culprit. “And you think I’m cute?” 

“You almost died because I complimented you, to me, that's adorable.” 

“You have concerning taste.” Y/n muffled as she tentatively went to take another bite of her toast. 

Aemond held up her coat that was sat on her dining table. “I could say the same for you.” Y/n went to say something but her mouth was still full, Aemond continuing instead of giving her time to come up with something snarky to say. “We should probably stop by Stylner’s and get you a new one.” 

Aemond held the coat open and walked towards Y/n, her turning letting him help her into it. “I like that coat.” Y/n admitted, though quietly. 

“I’m sure you do.” He smiled. “But it’s getting too cold outside to wear something that has holes in it.” He explained, smoothing over the top of her head as she turned around, clearly ready to argue. 

“It …” 

“Doesn’t have holes?” He nodded his head, his hand slipping into the left pocket, his fingers then slipping through a hole at the bottom of it, wiggling against Y/n’s stomach. 

“Hey!” 

“Hmm?” 

Y/n grabbed a hold of his wrist, pulling his hand out of her pocket, replacing it with hers. “I like the holes.” She admitted. “It makes the coat unique, one of a kind, never seen before, a really cool coat…” Y/n rambled on as she smiled up at him, knowing she was getting on his nerves.

Aemond hesitated for a second, ‘I want things to change’, before crashing his lips against hers, his hands cupping her face, Aemond’s head tilting one way as hers tilted the other. Y/n’s one hand still stuck in her pocket when Aemond caught her by surprise, pinned between the two of them, her other hand staying still at her side, unsure if he felt comfortable with her touching his face just yet. “Hmm.” Aemond hummed as he pulled away, Y/n’s eyes wide, her expression confused. “I should have kissed you a lot sooner.” He smirked. “You get all quiet afterwards. I could have enjoyed silence a little more if I had indulged sooner.” 

“Indulged?’ Y/n questioned, her shock induced silence wearing off quickly. “What am I? Ice cream?” She feigned offense. 

“Y/n.” Aemond chuckled, his forehead resting on hers. “You’re going to be the death of me.” 

“Stop being a little baby, you love me!” She pulled from his embrace, grabbing the toast once again, hoping to finally finish it. Aemond on the other hand froze, his eye seemingly stuck in place as he let her words hit him. ‘I think I, do.’. Y/n realized her slip up, not meaning to bring in such heavy words like ‘love’ into whatever it was they had, at least not this soon. “I’m sor..” 

“Why don’t we go?” Aemond cleared his throat, embarrassed by how her words affected him, literally freezing him in place. He looked to Y/n, the guilt in her eyes clear, though neither of them wanted to bring up her previous words, or have any conversation surrounding them. “We can get some coffee on the way there.” 

“Yeah, sounds great!” Y/n nervously said, taking hefty bites of the toast before rushing to grab her phone and wallet, hoping outside would be a fresh start as she turned to open her apartment door, practically running away from Aemond as she exited. 

“Oh Y/n!” Miss Falker called out, stopping Y/n in her race to freedom. ‘Great, perfect timing Miss Falker, just stunning, really.’

“Hi Miss Falker.” She tried to smile. “How, how are you?” Y/n asked, wishing to be anywhere else. 

“Oh I’m alright.” Miss Flaker admitted, Aemond practically stumbling over Y/n’s pile of clothes and into the hallway. “Oh, you two love birds!” Miss Falker’s hand fell over her heart. 

Y/n sucked a breath in, Aemond shaking his head whispering. “Gods.”

“Well it was nice to see …” Y/n began. 

“Hold on dear!” Miss Falker interrupted. “Let me grab my camera, the two of you look so cute!” She turned to enter her apartment. 

Aemond huffed out a breath of air, but fixed his coat. “As cute as she is, Aemond, we are not letting her take a photo of us.” Y/n laughed, closing her apartment door and locking it before grabbing his forearm and pulling him towards the stairs. 

Aemond shook his head before planting his feet down. “Maybe she won’t hate me as much if she has a picture.” He reasoned, pulling out his puppy dog eyes, pouting just like Y/n does non stop, giving her a taste of her own medicine. 

“Aemond.” Y/n said seriously. “She will post the picture on the bulletin board.” 

“Are you ashamed of me?” Aemond played sad, his hand suddenly slapped against his chest like her words took his breath away. 

“No, but.” ‘Do I tell him the truth?’ “I don’t, I don’t think you want people knowing A Targaryen frequents here, I mean the public would swarm this place, and then …” Y/n lied, frantically trying to come up with any excuse she could, and Aemond saw through her.

“Okay, okay.” Aemond let up, Y/n’s eyes teary out of nowhere, her chest clearly rising rapidly. “It’s okay.” He reassured her, his hand falling to the small of her back. “We don’t have to take a picture.” The two of them made their way down the stairs, Miss Falker heard walking around before giving up. Y/n felt like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders when she walked outside, the fresh air filling her lungs, the cold wind helping to remember that everything was okay. “Do you want to talk about it?” Aemond asked, standing now a few feet behind her, wracking his brain for reasons why she wouldn’t want a picture of herself on a small bulletin board. 

“No.” 

[ericaportfolio]

Thought to drop some behind the scenes on making Athena. My take on Pallas Athena's design was inspired by portrayals of her from ancient times and modern pop culture.

My original drawing at the top right was the footprint that started it all.

Her outfit was inspired by this digital creation of a surviving Athena statue. There have been studies of these statues that used to have color back then. Look it up, it's COOL and WORTH IT! Even her hair was inspired by the statues from back then. Her bangs are supposed to look like teardrops.

The colors on the Greek flag inspired her top.

I took animation lessons from a former Disney Animator back in the day, so I took inspiration from Disney's Hercules Athena with the character design, the long neck, a bit of her height pose, and her little owl, Noctua.

Noctua is inspired by the little owls (Athene Noctua) hailing from Europe. Because of that, I made her helmet look like an owl head.

For the pose with her owl, I discovered this image from an 80s classic, Clash of the Titans, a movie I plan to watch soon.

What got me back into Greek Mythology was watching Epic the Musical animatics like Warrior of the Mind. To @wolfythewitch and @gigizetz, I blame BOTH of you for wanting to draw my version of a tall owl lady! For those learning about Epic, please check it out and give @wolfythewitch and @gigizetzs' videos a watch.

I had to look up hand references because I struggled to finish her. The hand holding the spear was inspired by a screenshot of Jasmine's hands and another source I'll bring up next. The hand on the right with Noctua was inspired by a hand pose of Disney's Athena and a hand reference I found on Deviant Art by the Etherington Brothers. (Link below the list)

I recently discovered the Olympians Graphic Novels by George O'Connor. Athena from those books played a role in figuring out her design. Check out those books if you guys have the chance! Highly recommend them!

Stolas from Helluva Boss inspired Athena's facial features from her head shape, mouth, and eyes, which can glow if she wants them to.

Athena's armlet, arm plate armor, and the Aegis were inspired by Athena's design in the recent roleplaying musical video game Stray Gods. If you love musicals and crime-solving, I do recommend it.

That's it for now! If I forgot something, I'll do another reblog of sources. Also, those discovering this post and liking it, please like the original post. Thank You!

[youredreamingofroo]

*puts on evil hat* Music asks: 15, 16, 21, 25 *removes evil hat*

okay i completely forgot about this ask and i love music asks so much that i was dedicated to scrounging through like 300 posts to find my actual reblog of the music asks post LMFAO

from this post/rb

15, A song that is a cover by another artist >:))) I love this question so much because I get to share this PHENOMENAL cover by my fav indie rock band

16, One of your favorite classical songs Not to disappoint, but classical music is such a snooze fest for me, not a jab at classical music, moreso myself 😭😭 so I... don't have a fav :(

21, A favorite song with a person’s name in the title I dont remember if I've shared this one before but this song is literally engraved, engrained, carved, etched into my brain, i LOVEEE ricky's music sm but this song... oh my fucking god...

25, A song by an artist no longer living I don't really keep track of the living status of artists I listen to.. but I do know that the two artists from Her's (a band made up of those two artists) were killed in a car crash in 2019, so I'll go with them. The vocals in this song itch my brain soooo much i love them :3

[lykaios2]

blog hiatus details

if you're reading this you probably saw my blog title so let me explain (tl;dr at the end)

life has been a tad crazy at the moment (moment meaning like the past 3 months as of posting this) for a few reasons. i am currently doing my first year of college/running start so dealing with that and adjusting to a different workload/workstyle has been interesting and frankly time consuming. my family has also been going a bit crazy and while it doesn't really affect me personally it sometimes does take a portion of my thoughts. i am also just kind of in that age where i'm preparing for the real world; driving a car, getting a job, college, etc. and while i have thankfully got through my horrendous seasonal depression (it was so bad this winter) it is only replaced by anxiety so that's pretty epic as well.

throughout the past few months the busyness and mental illness caused a really bad lack of motivation, and as you may have noticed i just started reblogging like hell. i did feel a bit bad about it ngl. on the bright side, i do have a few ideas in store for when i finally get back my motivation and time (which might be soon). also hopefully with the seasonal depression out of the way it'll be easier for me to get over any negative thoughts i have about doing art

also i slowly just kinda forgot about this blog with life needing my attention a lot more. when i come back, i'll probably make another blog for rb'ing, so i can make more meaningful posts here on the main blog. i did get the classic "doing it for the likes" feeling a lot, and i probably will still have that when i come back, but i'll try to be doing stuff for myself more. maybe i'll also actually get good at art

i also apologize to those who have been tagging me in stuff, i do feel really bad about not responding. i miss you guys and i am super excited to come back, i just need to prepare myself a bit more

tl;dr: life has been crazy, motivation has been down. i have ideas for when i come back, which is hopefully soon. also i will try to change my view on how this blog works and operates

anyway thanks for reading all this, see you guys soon ❤️❤️❤️

also i am dating someone now. whoops 🙃

[annbourbon]

Movies that get me in a girly mood♡

Mamma Mia, both movies. I could watch these two movies almost every day and be happy. That's how much I love Mamma Mia. They are after all about friendship. And family. They have a lot of music and fun moments but also know when to be sad.

Barbie. The movie makes me feel for once, capable of anything and especially remind me to be kind to myself. America's speech keeps me on check. If that's not enough you have the whole Barbie~verse, because those movies are more about the plot and friendship while romance is a bonus.

Crazy Rich Asians. While the main plot is not about friends but romance, this movie would be nothing without the support cast and the characters who help our heroine, in fact, our couple doesn't have so much screentime together. It's like a couple of scenes at most. The rest is a very interesting relationship that IMHO, I feel this is the way adults should be behaving. This movie is all green and a breath of fresh air. That's why I decided to include it here.

Walk of shame. I love to laugh. And this movie is perfect for that. I won't say anything else or I'm spoiling it. But the whole plot is ridiculous and really funny. And I love her friends.

Burlesque. Wanna feel sexy? Dance or sing? This movie is my go to. The characters have their issues, yes but everything is solved without too much drama. The main character is perfect. And where else you're gonna have Cher, Christina and Kristen Bell together?

Montecarlo I find this movie a classic in the sense of how the sequence of scenes and humor is managed here. Good humor, lots of friendship and again, nothing big happens, which allows you to relax and enjoy.

New York Minute if anything, this movie is peak comedy and all about sister bonding. Plus, you get to see Jared Padlecki in his firsts years.

Bridesmaids although it's not one of my favorite movies, it's definitely all about friendship between them. And that's why I'm including it.

Wild Child It's another story with more friendship than romantic interests. It's nice to see that because they believe each otther and know each other enough to see past their mistakes.

Aquamarine I can't believe I almost forgot about this movie. But it's definitely worth watching. And it's all about friendship.

You know? Doing this I realized that we really don't have a lot of movies where it's more about friendship and bonding with other girls over romantic interests. So please, if you have any other options, that are uplifting and girly vibes all the way, drop them in the comments or reblog. I'm interested.

Others: I'm out of gifs already so I left the other 2 options in pink and mesh them with these ones that focus more on romance than girls enjoying themselves or having a friendship.

While romance it's great, I believe we need to have more movies where that comes as secondary. Which is why you're not gonna find the main list of chick flicks with a lot of romance, but here~

♡ To all the boys I've loved before

♡ Leap Year

♡ Legally Blonde

♡ Pride and Prejudice

♡ How to lose a guy in 10 days

♡ 10 things I hate about you

♡ Love, Rosie

♡ Coyote Ugly

♡ The Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants

♡ Miss Americana (and Taylor Swift concerts)

[bungouchronicles]

Introduction

Hi! I'm Aria and my pronouns are She/Her.

I've been on Tumblr for awhile but never really made an official blog for posting but there's just so much I wanna say so I thought "I'm bored on the bus, lets commit to Tumblr".

I don't really know what I'll be posting except that it'll probably be mostly related to bungou stray dogs as it's my current obsession (and has been for the last 3-4 years-). I do like to both write and draw too so I might post some of my work aswell.

Favorite posts of mine:

Soukoku and their views on humanity

Dazai hates going to the doctor, Yosano hates having him there

Dazai and gift giving

Akutagawa and the man dressed in black

Fyodor and what the future might hold

I love to love

Fyobram nonsense

Fyodor and "that man"

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Here's some general information about me and what tags I use under the cut ⬇️

Things I like

- Bungou stray dogs (wow you could've never guessed)

- Moriarty the Patriot

- Genshin Impact

- Kamisama Hajimemashita

- My little pony: Friendship is magic

- Anime

- Manga

- Reading

- Writing

- Art

- Music

- Anything creative really

- Philosophy

- Psychology (sometimes)

- Classic Literature

- Theater

- Character/story analysis

- A bunch of other anime series I haven't mentioned

- Honkai star rail (though I haven't gotten that far)

- Just a bunch of things, I love deeply and easily

- Vampires

- The Stanley parable

- Spider-man

- Just super heroes in general

- Goth music

- New wave

- New romantic

- Post-Punk

- Yk just cool 80's synth music

Things I dislike/Hate

- Horror (I like the scary vibes but I can't handle actually scary stuff)

- Gore (I don't mind blood)

- Extreme Violence

- Sharks (big teeth)

- Mirrors (creepy)

- Just general bad things (stuff like racism yk)

- Probably more things but I can't think of anything rn

- Proshippers!!

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I'm happy to receive asks but know that I won't respond if it makes me uncomfortable so yk, be normal.

I might edit this in the future if anything changes or I remember something I should've added but forgot to but until then this is all.

Edit:

Right I use tags! So far these are my tags:

#aria indulges the voices Which is just general stuff like random thought etc, I am planning to take that more organized at some point though.

I also have:

#aria reblogs I don't think I need to explain that one haha

And:

#aria answers asks That one is pretty self explanatory too

#Aria analyses Which is like story and character analyses

Edit 2:

I now also have:

#Aris writes

While I'm at it I'll add another one too since I'll most likely use it in the future:

#Aria does art

And:

#Aria theorises

Bye bye! <3

[gellavonhamster]

monthly media recap: january 2023

(taking a page from @robertcapajpg‘s book)

read:

Ruby Slippers, Golden Tears (ed. Ellen Datlow & Terri Windling) - a 1996 anthology of short stories based on fairy tales. Many works seemed to me lacking something (and many I didn't like at all), but there were also several stories I really enjoyed, especially towards the end. Favourites include: The Fox Wife by Ellen Steiber, The Traveler and the Tale by Jane Yolen, The Printer's Daughter by Delia Sherman, The Emperor Who Had Never Seen a Dragon by John Brunner, Roach in Loafers by Roberta Lannes (yep, the last one is Puss-in-Boots but with a cockroach, and in modern-day New York)

Issues 4-6 of the Hellebore zine - I am honestly planning to order and read all currently existing issues over the course of this year, because the articles are really interesting - folk horror, archaeology, history, literature, and the intersection of all of these - and the art is beautiful. Also, I didn’t even pay for the first issue in the end, because I ordered it in October and by the very late December I was sure it got lost in the post, so I wrote to the store for a refund, and then the package came after all, I wrote to the store again asking how to return the money back to them, and they said that since the delivery took so long, I could keep it... if it was a clever plan to acquire another regular reader, then it totally worked, haha

The Stolen Heir by Holly Black - good! As always, love how Black paints the faerie world in all its whimsy and violence. I posted some of my thoughts on this book here.

Hell Bent by Leigh Bardugo - I liked Ninth House, but I kinda forgot it existed and also forgot approximately 2/3 of the plot, so I certainly didn't expect to enjoy the sequel as much as I did! It's been a while since I stayed up late reading like that. I am once again pretty indifferent towards the main pairing, but friendships and teamwork and characters seeing and accepting each other's vulnerabilities and past sins really moved me. Also, loved the helpful ghosts and unexpected [other mythical creatures, spoiler]

+ I am also still making my way through Lancelot-Grail/the Vulgate Cycle; in January I read Part II and III of Lancelot, as well as The History of the Holy Grail (this one I mostly just skimmed through, quite frankly, sometimes skipping a page or two where someone’s just, like, praying or preaching for a very long time. I am probably not very smart and definitely not religious enough for this)

watched:

The Musketeers (s1-3, 2014–2016) - well, you know, what with me obnoxiously reblogging gifs of it, lol. First things first, this is not an accurate adaptation of Dumas's novel, it's a very ahistorical procedural/western combo set in the 17th century France, and it fucking rules. I mean, swashbuckling adventures, the Power of Friendship™, women in stays and corsets, men in those puffy pirate shirts sluttily undone. Catering to my tastes personally. Season 3 was not as good as the first two, but what you're gonna do

Glass Onion (2022) - I think I enjoyed Knives Out more, but this one also was a lot of fun! Guessed some plot twists, but some were a total surprise to me. Love how the pandemic was integrated into the plot and characterization (e.g., a mesh mask says it all)

El vampiro (1957) - a Mexican horror film about a family targeted by a vampire that covets their estate. Very obviously influenced by the 1931 Dracula and weirdly cute in the way old horror often is (must be the toy bats on strings, though here could also be the romance).

The Field Guide to Evil (2018) - a horror anthology based on myth and folklore from around the world. The first two stories set a strong beginning, but then most of them (except the second-to-last, though the last one also is worth mentioning for being perfectly stylized after the classic silent films alone) fail to do something truly interesting with what they’re based on, in my opinion.