#anyways its SOO GOOOD

[cinnabeat]

i read a fic that was shitting on corn bc its "basically flavorless" and like i swear to fucking god its bc american corn is the most tasteless corn ive ever had the displeasure of eating and every day i mourn the fact i cant have chilean corn daily

[seiwas]

omg im scared my tags are gonna get cut out

were he not born to be a hero he must surely be born for this. <- I LOOOOVE THISS my GODD are u KIDDDDINGME i looooove that so much monty :(( how it ties back in to the start!!

and the way!! he uses what he learned on izuku. and izuku really DID burst into a million tears 🥺 poor guy probs needs it THE MOST WAAAH i loooove this lil interaction i am MUSH

and when he realises its different from touching you??? OHHHH. BOYYYYYY.

i love this monty thank u for writing this

STEADY BEGINNINGS ┊ TODOROKI SHOUTO

tags: GN reader, developing relationship (eventual friends to lovers), touch starved shouto, physical affection (hand holding + long hugs), good god the yearning, obliviousness, jealousy, fluff + angst, pro hero shouto, reader works at hero agency

wc: 3.8K

series masterlist: 2/5

Shouto was born to be a hero.

It is a sentiment shared by reporters and fans alike. Todoroki Shouto, the pride of Endeavor, the saving grace of his family name. True, his development had been entirely up to chance—no matter the intent or cruel desperation behind his father’s actions, he had to rely on the probability that the next offspring would win the genetic lottery—but low and behold, he did, and to many people that alone was a sign of destiny at work.

Ultimately, he chose to continue the path of being a hero himself, but no higher being put him there. His father did. At the time of his birth Shouto had not been a son, not even a baby. He was a project. A small, shapeless, squirmy thing. Malleable, like any young mind. It’s a miracle he retained any will and individuality.

Sometimes when alone with his thoughts, Shouto would hypothesise on the whys and the hows. The conclusion he always comes to is this: any sort of reality in which Shouto succumbs to his father’s ideals and manipulation would have to be a world in which his mother does not exist.

While his existence was planned, and wanted, he was to be a hero and as such, wasn’t cut from love—that came after. He loved his mother. So much so that when she hurt, he hurt. When she cried, he cried. She taught him what it meant to be gentle, to have hope, to aspire to be his own person. Years spent amongst the country's finest heroes and Shouto still regarded his mother as the bravest woman he knew, strong because she refused to be hardened by her circumstances; soft so that she can’t be broken again.

You are like his mother in that regard. Those same echoes of reassurance that softness isn’t weakness, and it isn’t earned. You’ve been touching him more as of late, as if determined to prove it. Static between brushed fingertips, words expressed by simply pressing your knees together, the weight of your hand on his bicep to garner his attention. The build up is subtle and cumulative and yet each instance strikes him with the magnitude of a thermodynamic explosion.

Nobody bats an eyelid to this shift in physicality, which makes it all the more difficult to determine whether he is reading into things or not. It could be that he’s noticing those small instances only because it’s you, and you are all he can think about lately.

You’ve given him permission to reciprocate. He merely has to ask for more if he wants it. What Shouto hadn’t accounted for is the unbearability of being vulnerable enough to ask. An innocent “can you hug me?” becomes so much more daunting to voice with all that longing crowded up behind it. He can’t help worrying you’ll see right through to the bottom of his desires.

A hand comes into view. Bakugo’s ash-smudged finger and thumb pinch and snap together in front of his face. “Come back to Earth, dumbass. Your thousand yard stare is scarin’ my new assistant”.

Shouto blinks out of his stupor and the blurred vignette surrounding his vision recedes. He glances at the skittish man sitting outside Bakugo’s office currently sending worried glances over his shoulder. “I think he’s more scared that you’re back,” Shouto intones dryly. “Isn’t he the fourth one this year?”

“Not my fault they’re all wimps,” Bakugo huffs. A slap reverberates around the office as he throws down a manila folder onto his desk and drops heavily into his chair. He regards Shouto with suspicion overtop his computer monitor. “Whatever you were just thinkin’ about—stop”.

“You don’t know what I’m thinking about”.

“I know you always manage to make Olympic level leaps in logic,” Bakugo rolls his eyes and tears open the folder. He slides out what Shouto assumes is a debrief and flips it between his fingers. Shouto keeps quiet. He reclines into the couch cushions and returns to reading the incident report on his lap, counting down from ten in the privacy of his mind. Anytime now.

Three, two, one.

“So what is it?” Bakugo asks, trying too hard to sound flippant but landing squarely on irritation. “Spit it out before you give yourself an aneurysm”.

Shouto opens his mouth and closes it again. A wave of hot embarrassment washes over him. He knows Bakugo will do him the kindness of being blunt and honest but it doesn’t make it any less humiliating to admit.

In their younger years Shouto saw something of a kindred spirit in Bakugo. He too did not like touch and aggressively voiced his distaste for it whenever he got the chance—which was often, because divine intervention sought fit to give him the most tactile, handsy friend group possible.

As they got older though, Shouto began to realise that the protests and threats were hollow. Despite being vehemently against affection, Bakugo would allow it anyway, and sometimes even seek it out. The aggression was bravado. Bakugo liked having his friends draped around his shoulders. He liked when Mina kissed his cheek, or Kaminari played with his hair, or Kirishima gathered him into a too-tight hug, or Sero tangled their ankles together on the couch.

Only, for him to comfortably accept it, Bakugo needed to act as though he were doing them a favour by allowing them into his space. And Bakugo’s friends played along without complaint.

From what he’s observed you are also an affectionate person. You are liberal with your warmth and adapt seamlessly to the boundaries of those around you. But you were also visibly uncomfortable whenever people took that affinity for intimacy as an open invitation, and recoiled if they encroached on your own.

Shouto has imagined reaching out only for your body to flinch away from him more times than he can count. It’s a battle staged in his head, ingrown fears. The possibility alone was enough to keep him from reciprocating, set in a state of fawn-like inertia.

“There’s somebody I want to get closer to. A friend,” he begins. Bakugo makes an inquisitive noise, props his cheek against his fist and narrows his eyes as he listens. Shouto retells the story in part, deciding to omit your name, and by the tail-end of it Bakugo’s forehead is deeply creased in dissatisfaction.

“You make all your own problems, Halfie. Y’know that?” he mutters, rubbing at the bridge of his nose and sinking back into his chair. “Fine, you don’t want to make this person uncomfortable, or whatever. If you need a hug so damn badly, why not ask Deku? Not like he’d say no”.

Knowing Bakugo would make his dilemma sound ridiculous is one thing, actually hearing it is another. “How do you know it isn’t about Midoriya,” Shouto returns petulantly.

“It ain’t Izuku or anyone else from your nerd squad,” Bakugo says, dropping his hand to drum on the desk. “I would’ve heard about it”.

“Why?”

“Because you don’t touch people. And that’s fuckin’ fine, yeah? But if you had, I know for a fact any one of them would’ve burst into tears and told everyone in a five mile radius”.

“Oh,” it leaves him a little off-kilter to hear. Shouto leans forward to rest his elbows on his knees, setting the report on the dark wood coffee table. The corner of the page is curled, and the spine is creased, and the ink annotation has smudged under his thumb. He details these things as he deliberates, the excuses cloying in his throat and thick like he might cry too.

Bakugo was right—if he craved close contact so badly, why couldn’t he go to Midoriya? He knows he would likely be met with enthusiasm.

“You don't have to tell me who. I don’t care. But you’re overthinking it,” Bakugo grunts at his lack of response, in a way that very much suggests that he cares. “Go ask. If they say ‘no’ it’s tough shit, but the world isn’t gonna end. From what you’ve told me they wouldn’t say ‘no’ anyway. Dumbass”.

Shouto nods and gives up the pretense of reading the paperwork. He feels coltish as he stands and brushes down his front, straightening the creases.

“You’re right”.

“I know”.

“Thank you, Bakugo,” he says. A small smile unfurls across his anxiety-bitten mouth. “You’re a good friend”.

“Shut up,” Bakugo grumbles. It’s a testament to his concern that he hadn’t cursed Shouto there and then. “Now get out of my office. What are you doing here in the first place? You got your own!”

“Yours gets all the sunlight. And it’s always quiet because nobody comes in here,” Shouto ignores the baleful slit of an eye Bakugo turns on him. “I’m going to take my lunch now”.

“Do what you want,” Bakugo dismisses haughtily, and Shouto smiles while thinking, not for the first time, that he’s very lucky to have friends like these.

The fidgety assistant bows as he exits and turns into the sun-drenched hallway. Warmth drapes around Shouto’s shoulders, lingering at his nape while he descends the dark stairwell where the light doesn’t reach. His boots thud against the linoleum, and he counts each footfall to keep his face neutral as his legs carry him toward your department.

Somewhere between one and one hundred and thirteen, a fraction of Shouto’s courage starts to dwindle. He grits his teeth. A hundred steps can’t be enough to dissuade him after decades of denying himself any kind of indulgence.

The further he goes into the support wing the more elaborate the layout becomes. You’re in research and development, assigned a workshop close to the quirk analysts. Heads turn as Shouto rolls through. Heroes didn’t often make personal visits to this area. If he thinks hard enough he could count a grand number of two past visits and neither of them were for you.

His stride falters when he catches sight of your nameplate. It is fixed to the wall outside your door, polished and gleaming proudly. Shouto traces the characters of your name engraved into steel before raising his hand to knock.

Your voice rings out from inside, “Come in!”

A pitched beeping sound comes from overhead. The workshop doors begin to open in a theatrical fashion, receding like curtains to reveal your space. The floor is mapped out with tape. Clear boundaries drawn between the work benches, the fume cupboards, the vault and your personal office, in an attempt at organised chaos. He might have been more interested in poking around for the first time if he had not felt on the edge of intrusion.

You’re tucked behind your curved desk surrounded by numerous monitors that dwarf your frame. Shouto furtively takes in your cute, rumpled appearance. The upper half of your coveralls have been undone to reveal an undervest, sleeves tied tight around and accentuating your waist.

“Take a seat, I’ll be with you in…” the dull tapping of practiced keystrokes comes to a stop as you notice him in the doorway. The professional veneer disappears. “Shouto?” you say, mostly to yourself. Your gaze slides beyond his shoulder, looking for whoever might be accompanying him. “Is everything okay?”

There’s a worried twist in your mouth that he wants to smudge away. A look in your eyes—a combination of warmth and weight that tugged at his being. Shouto rolls his shoulders, shaking off the tension, and moving deeper into your office. The doors close automatically behind him. “I’m okay,” he assures, taking the seat across from you.

Your expression gentles, and he likes how your gaze follows him. “I was wondering if you wanted to have lunch with me,” he continues. “But if you’re working I can head back”.

“Lunch?” you repeated. Your eyes darted to the corner of the monitor closest to you and promptly widened. “Oh, shit. When did that happen?”

An upswing of fondness catches him like a blow to the chest. His mouth quirks into a smirk. “How long have you been here?”

“Too long. I got lumped with a new project a few days ago and it’s almost done,” the monitors shut off one by one as you sheepishly press each button. Then you gave him a soft, apologetic look, “I’m sorry I’ve been so busy. Must’ve missed me if you came all the way down here”.

Dread shriked through him. The low whirring from the equipment scattered around your workspace is suddenly inordinately loud. Was he that obvious?

You, however, fail to notice Shouto’s anxiety and grab him around the wrist as you pivot the desk. “C’mon. Let’s go before the good stuff is gone,” you tell him.

Shouto had absolutely no clue what the ‘good stuff’ entailed—maybe he should’ve bothered to ask. Atleast it would take his mind off your hand. It’s wrapped around his sleeve, right where the fabric ends, loose enough for him to unshackle from if he wants. When he doesn’t protest the contact you stroke your thumb in an arc over the heel of his hand and squeeze.

Shouto falls into step, too caught up to realise you’ve taken him to the cafeteria. He expects you’ll drop his wrist in the presence of your colleagues, yet you adjust your grip and glance back at him with an encouraging tilt of your head.

“I’m starving. I think I’ll get a rice bowl. Smells pretty good today, don’t you think?”

Shouto hummed his agreement. He felt out of his depth, and he didn’t trust his voice. The spark of giddiness was doing embarrassing things to his throat. The line is mercifully short and before long he has a warm bowl of food held against his front.

“Did you want to sit in here? I can take us to one of the senior staff lounges instead if you want,” you cast a nervous look across the sparse crowd. “I mean, support engineers aren’t really gossiping types but…”

A petty part of him hoped the whispers would escalate. To have your name linked with his, to be known as a person that you cared about—he found that deeply satisfying, for reasons he couldn’t yet put his finger on.

Then again, being alone with you far eclipsed the appeal of flaunting your friendship. “The senior staff lounge sounds best,” he answers after a minute of feigned consideration. You nod, regretfully having dropped his hand, and motion for him to follow once more.

The lounge is a modest room with a kitchenette, a breakfast nook and a few bean bag chairs. It smells faintly like peeled oranges. There are post it notes and blueprints haphazardly stuck to the pinboard, covering an out of date calendar filled out in illegible scrawl. This is no shop awning. There is no rainfall to lend to the ambiance. But you are together in an enclosed space, and that is enough to make his heart beat in anticipation.

You scoot into the breakfast nook. He sits on the same side of the table and tries to subtly spread his knees enough to nudge your thigh. You side-glance in surprise but choose not to mention it. Instead you smile through your first mouthful and ask, “How've things been since I last saw you?”

Achy, like he’s used an atrophied muscle. Lonely, and frustrating beyond words. But he doesn’t say any of that. He digs crescents into his thigh through his pant leg and says, “Boring”.

“Figured that might be the case. I saw the livestream of you fighting Haywire,” you bump your shoulder against his. “The Commission probably dumped a whole load of paperwork on you, huh?”

Shouto wrinkles his nose. He hoped you hadn’t caught that fight. The pursuit of Haywire—an eco terrorist with an electrical quirk—managed to cause an unprecedented amount of damage to the city infrastructure.

“You handled it as best you could. The power grid can be fixed. What’s important is people are alive because of you,” a warm weight covers the fingers restlessly whittling at his pant leg. You pet his hand, “I’m glad you weren’t hurt”.

Guided solely by his impulses, the instant you start to draw back he envelops the top of your hand and sandwiches it between his own. He goes hot and cold all over in quick succession. Boundaries, he reminds himself. But you’re not pulling away. You’re studying him with a knowing gleam in your eye.

Shouto clears his throat. Heat pricks across his skin, concentrated in his cheekbones. “Sorry,” he says. You can ask, a memory echoes. “Is this okay?”

“You don’t have to apologise. I told you it’s fine,” you reply firmly. “I’m happy to remind you if you need to hear it”.

“No, I…” his brow furrows. “I’ve been thinking”.

“That’s not good”.

Shouto snorts and shakes his head, his amusement petering out into a shallow breath. “I want to ask. I’ve wanted to ask like you said I could,” he explains vaguely. “I’m not very good at it, I think”.

You make a soft, understanding sound that immediately sets him at ease. “I guess, after denying yourself something for so long it can be scary to let yourself have it again,” you murmur, a faraway look in your eyes. After a pensive moment the sheen fades and your laughter lines deepen, “I’ll do what I did before, then. If you look like you need a hug I’ll ask you instead”.

“In what way do I ‘look like’ I need a hug?”

“You get this—I don’t know how to explain it,” you gesture vaguely at him. “This blankness about you, but not your normal resting face, I mean you don’t seem all there. I don’t like it. I like it best when you’re happy”.

“Ah,” comes his eloquent response. Shouto drops his gaze to where your hands knot together. Every quark in his body is urging him to get closer, and remain close. “Bakugo thinks I should try to hug Midoriya, too,” he adds, oddly flustered.

“Huh. You talked to Bakugo about—? That’s a surprise. A nice surprise, I mean! Well, Midoriya does give great hugs. It would be good for you to…”

Shouto’s thoughts grow louder and he frowns down at his rice. You’re saying something about physical touch and wellness and friends. Dopamine and serotonin. It barely registers. Two truths are pinging around his skull.

You have hugged Midoriya. Of course you have. You’re friends.

You think he’s great at it.

Why is that so unsettling? Teenagers think like this. Single minded and overly emotional.

He feels the shifting of your knuckles under his palm. “Hey. You’ll need one of these back if you’re going to eat,” you say.

“Right,” he lifts his left hand and picks up his chopsticks to take a pinch of rice from his bowl. He chews until the clamouring in his mind has settled, and you patiently accept his stoic silence without explanation. Shouto hasn’t been this awkward since highschool, and even then he was too wrapped up in his familial problems to be aware of it.

“What’s the project you’ve been working on?” he eventually asks.

You take the change of topic in your stride, leaning closer and lowering your voice to an excited whisper, “I’m not supposed to tell you but—it’s for Deku’s new costume”.

“Midoriya is getting a new costume?” Shouto replies. You playfully shush him and he pouts a little.

“Don’t sulk. He doesn’t know yet either,” you poke a chopstick at the corner of his jutted mouth. “It’s my job to prepare a design portfolio and talk through everything next week. You’ll get a new one too, when you break the top five”.

“If,” he amends.

“You don’t think you’ll move up?”

“Reaching the top was never really a priority for me,” Shouto’s attention splinters, half of his focus on the conversation and the other on the sensation of your skin. He considers overturning his hand to entwine your fingers. “I just want to be the best hero I can be”.

You hum, and as if plucking the desire right from his mind, absentmindedly slip into the gaps between his fingers. Shouto steadies his breathing and takes another mouthful.

The rest of the hour passes, syrupy and slow like molasses. By the final minute Shouto’s palm is sticky and reluctant to part from yours. You usher him out from the breakfast nook first, stacking the empty bowls before directing him back toward the emptied cafeteria.

You slide the bowls along the counter for the kitchen staff to take. Then you wipe your hands down your front as you pivot to face him, thrusting out both arms as he stands frozen.

“Can I hug you?”

Shouto touches his face and you laugh.

“This is because I want one,” you clarify with a warm grin, beckoning him closer.

Shouto inhales steps into the embrace, his arms instinctively wrapping around your back. There are less layers this time—the heat of your body is overwhelming, alongside the gentle rise of goosebumps across your bare shoulders. Your breath fell gently on his collarbone, his head lowering to curl into you. He thinks, were he not born to be a hero, he must surely be born for this.

“Thank you,” you mumble, squeezing his waste a final time as you retreat. “I’ll talk to you later, yeah?”

Shouto nods. Your presence moves away like the sun being blocked out and he watches you go, departing words caught in his teeth, an incessant buzz in his fingertips. The walk back to his office is a gauzy yellow haze. Every physiological response in his body told him that he was in a free fall, despite his feet being firmly on the ground.

“Shouto!”

Shouto halts mid-step at the familiar voice. He turns to look at Izuku, at the tentative beginnings of his smile. “Izuku,” he says.

“We missed you at lunch—are you feeling alright?” Izuku asks, slightly bemused. “You look kinda… floaty,” his eyes are dark, softened in the afternoon light as they sweep over Shouto’s figure and his face.

"Izuku," Shouto said before he could convince himself otherwise, “Do you want a hug?”

The innocent question appeared to crash into Izuku with the levity of a bullet train in motion. Tears sprang to his eyes, brighter now. Shouto tenses as he is swept into a solid hug. Izuku smells like fresh air, sweat and sweet-salty broth. He holds Shouto as though trying to keep his seams from bursting; thick arms are secure around his shoulders, and a rough palm rubs broad strokes down his back, smoothing the tension until Shouto is relaxed.

You were right. Izuku does give great hugs. Shouto came away doughy, and fuller, and with the stark realisation that while touching Izuku soothed the ache, it still felt completely different to touching you.

Later, as he leaned his head against the desk surface, he sluggishly contemplated the implications of that.

[pasteltraitor]

soo much good spiderverse fanart.... how can i reblog it all? D:

[knwatchesninjago]

S1E8 Once Bitten, Twice Shy

AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! I LIVEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

Y'all!! I am SOO sorry for disappearing off the face of the world for so long!! I had a lot of tests and quizzes that came up due to semester 1 finally being over. Plus I had a lot of hw as well! So I was so busy and couldn't find the time to sit down and watch ep8. But ALAS!!! HERE IT IS!!!!

Let's get into it!! Lol!! ;3

OKAYY

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The Garma-Wu SIBLING BONDING!!!

First of all, I love how Garmadon's first question isn't "Is Lloyd okay?" Its:

What has Lloyd gotten himself into?

Pftttt, lollll!! Lloyd... you are a gremlin, even in your own father's eyes!

#SiblingBonding

^ Me (as Garm) back when I was a baby and wanted to get rid of my little bro bc he took up all of my parents and grandparents attention

I honestly love how Garm threw away his pride and helped Wu when he heard that his son was in danger!! <333

Reminds me of a certain someone, eh?

SORRY SORRY SORRY!!!!

No more PJO spoilers, okay!! Sorry!! I couldn't help myself!!

Anyways, back to the sibling bonding...

This scene was actually heartbreakingly sad, ngl.

Why would Lloyd open the tombs?

To be like you.

I... never wanted him to... thank you for watching out for him

You may think of me as your enemy... but I was first... your brother

*sniff sniff* I'M NOT CRYING!! YOU ARE!!!!

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OKAY!! MAY I JUST SAY, BEFORE ANYTHING!!

COLE?!?!? WHAT!?!??! THAT LOOKS SOO GOOD?!?!? DUDE!! YOUR SKETCH LOOKS SOO GOOOD?!?!?!? IT IS CANON, Y'ALL!!! MY COLEY POLEY IS AN ARTIST!!! <333333

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#Pythor's weird face

^Ugh... dude... what kinda entrance is that!?!?!?

(due to the 30-pic limit I'm only showing three images, sry!!

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NEXT UP:

#Girlboss is not pleased

Honestly, her face in the second pic when Jay badmouths her unknowingly!! 🤣🤣🤣

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This scene had me cackle so badly!! Jay's brain is dead rn and Nya is like: "You good, bro?" 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

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Lastly, my fav moments:

#SerpentineJay

Pfttt, he's soo hilariously cute/ugly, loll!! Hey Jay! I don't blame you for trying to hide ur face from Nya. Ngl, you do not look good witha snake face, loll!!!

AND Y'ALL!!! DID YOU SEE WHAT JAY DID WHEN NYA TOLD HIM THAT SHE WAS THE SAMURAI X?!??!

Shock

2)CHECKS HER OUR OUT! 🤣🤣🤣

Pftttttttt, lollll!!!!

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#Stop Discriminating Against Snake-People

Poor Jay was casually flogged :'(

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Sadly... I am up to 30 images... so I leave you with this:

Y'all... HOW IS THIS A KIDS SHOWW!?!?!?!? (this is why I'm not so excited of showing Ninjago to my parents.... this is CrEeEePy, lol)

Anyways, byeeeee!! See y'all in ep 9!! Just a few more eps left for S1!!! <3333

#CasuallyDies

https://kittenninja14.tumblr.com/post/731916269075480576/hey-yall-i-just-found-this-incredible-video-and

[chewyjellycable]

oooo you want to talk about dele on tumblr soo bad ooooooo

I CAN'T BELIEVE I NEVER ACTUALLY RAMBLED ABOUT THEM ON HERE OH MY GOOOD I NEED TO FIX THIS. (Edit: This is a lie I did it once and entirely forgot about it. There's a lot more info in this one, though feel free to check the other one even if there's repeat information!!)

Anyways here's a list of things about Bredele de Cassonade I think y'all should know (with many accompanying links):

Bredele is intersex (designated AFAB though), and (kind of) identifies as Agender! They use They/He/Zem, but are fine with any other pronouns. It doesn't matter if you use masc, fem, or androgenous terms for them!!

Unlike Langue, they found their identity very easily since they really didn't care what they aligned with. It all felt silly to them. Langue would dog on them about not being "girly enough", but even then they didn't feel like a ""real girl"" (their body always functioned oddly due to being intersex), so! They're not!

They like growing their hair out and letting their facial hair grow in, but they rarely get to do that because of work. They did have longer hair in their school years before they chopped it off for the sake of their job. They let their stubble grow in when they're on vacation, though!!

Though when it comes to relationship, they CANNOT for the life of them figure out what they like. They last assigned themself to be asexual and androromantic, but even they're not sure. It's hard for them to decipher a lot of things emotionally, especially relationships with others.

They currently hold ""possible relationship interest"" in Milk, Espresso, and Cream Cheese Tea.

Their pet is called Ditzboard, who's a ditzy little thing who trip and falls and does all manner of clumsy things but never drops its documents!!

Autism. They bit things as a child and still do sometimes when under stress. They get overstimulated, they hate the sound of their own heartbeat, they have specific tastes in food and textures, they have shutdowns (and meltdowns), they don't understand social cues very well outside of what they've had to teach themself... They also do a lot to themself to make themself feel ALIVE, though I won't specify what here.

They've held an interest in doctors since they were a kid. Hell, as a kid their favorite game series was Trauma Center. Much like how Langue played Ace Attorney when they were younger. :] Both DS games!! I like to think they shared a DS as kids.

Dele also has a keen interest in blood. It may be morbid, but they love thinking about it. It's not that they'd harm anyone for it, absolutely not, but the red fluid is something they think about and it fascinated them endlessly. They'll be bleeding and think of the blood and how it will clot and what it looks like on his skin whilst treating the injury. (They also don't have many to talk about this interest in for obvious reasons.)

Despite their visual differences, Langue and Bredele do get mistaken for each other sometimes!! Dele gets flattered, Langue gets offended.

Dele is ONE inch taller than Langue, and was born moments after Langue was. The lawyer SEETHES at the fact that Dele is better in ANY capacity. Langue will take anything they can get to prove they're better than him.

Langue's jealousy runs deep. Being the louder and more emotional of the two, they're one of Dele's worst critics. They'll lie to zem, bicker with zem, but at the end of the day they're siblings and Dele wouldn't give that up for the world. Langue, however... It's hard to say if they'd truly give up much for zem.

Bredele has learned mending magic from the spare few times they've visited Parfaedia. He's not very magically gifted, so he'll take what he can get!! Besides, it's very useful for equipment (and Langue's glasses when those crack and break too much to reform quickly).

They think Dasani Bottled Water is very unhealthy compared to other types of water bottles due to the lies Langue has told him.

BACK ON THE EMOTIONAL PROCESSING. Dele cannot cry. Well, they CAN, but it's very hard for them to. They can go through the world ending and there's only a chance that they could. A lot of negative emotion just gets numbed out and they can't express it unless it just gets to be Too Much, and even then it's just. So. Difficult. At a younger age, they were called a monster for being so "emotionless".

[patchiko]

🌻 anon has re-entered the building 😌

I loved your whole post on Jason with a Doberman 🥺 . Personally I always sawJason Todd (not specifically AK) with a Pitbull (totally projecting haha 😂 [courtesy of my labrabull]) but after everything you’ve said about Dobermans… oh yeah… AKJason + Dober = 🫶 it’s a match made in heaven! I’m convinced 💯 (also your relationship with your dog really resonated with me and my own 😄 dogs are so amazing 😭)

Noooooow…. I recentley read your “AK jay getting head first time” post (¬ ͜ ¬) … fantastic ❤️ not gunna lie I want this man moanin 👏 gruntin 👏 cursin 👏 I want him making all kinds of needy whiny noises. Makes me wonder what it takes to make him rip the bed sheets and crack the headboard? 👁️ 👁️ (even if it’s a rarity 😭)

(I will say that’s its so sad seeing how hard it is for Jason to put down any of his barriers to even allow himself such pleasures 😞 it’s a long long long road of recovery for Jason. You are so right in saying that it’s probably really hard for him to relinquish any control or to give himself these pleasures. I don’t know much about trauma so I don’t know what or how long the road to recovery is…. But I don’t see AK Jason showing substantial healing until his 30s or maybe even 40s)

Anyway sorry for the long response. You have such a good grasp on AK Jason and it’s such good content 😭

HSHSHSHS THANK YOU 🌻 ANON. Dw about a “long response” i love every word of it!! —AND HSISHSJS LITERALLY JUMPS UP AND DOWN ‘You have such a good grasp on Ak Jason and its such good content.” STOP ANON IM GONNA EXPLODE THANK YOU. MY AUTISM IS SCREAMJGN DHEISH

AK JAY WOULD TOTES EITHER HAVE A DOBES OR A PITBULL!! My families got a pit, shes the sweetest damn thing. I could totally see him having one, their personality just links up soo goood. Him coming home to a silly ass pitbull is so fun to imagine, its snorting and shit and all he can do is smile.

OUH— 🌻 ANON, I WANT AK!JAY GRUNTIN N’ MOANIN’ TOOOOO. He definitely fucks up the bed while topping after coming back from one of his longer trips outside of gotham🤫🤭

And you’re very right about his trauma. Ak!Jays trauma isn’t gonna properly be healed in like 2-3 years its taking actual TIME. Definitely till he’s in his 30’s or 40’s maybe even longer because of his ongoing trauma (him working as The Red Hood) UUHHGG I WANNA WATCH HIM GROW AS A PERSON (HES FICTIONAL AND IM NOT STABLE.)

[intertexts]

HIIII ROS i am sorry i never replied to your reply to my ask from a while ago i am so bad at that ;-; in response to that kinda (bc we were talking about jhariah) i did see them live! 3rd concert ive ever been to in my life & it was life changing... i was front row n there was a baby mosh pit n i was with my best friends it was so good <3 i didn't get to see all the songs off TRUST CEREMONY live but if he tours again i will try to get tix because i must see CONTROL BABY live... my faves are control baby n fire4fun n russian doll <3 but it is my fave album ever created (except maybe Måneskin's Teatro D'Ira vol 1)

Dont wanna yap too much but other music im liking rn: Dua Saleh's ROSETTA ep; Missouri Surf Club's songs Rotten & Kingdom Come; Jean Dawson's entire discography generically but specifically SICK OF IT* and New Age Crisis; Ethel Cain's everything; and then im still consistent w the narcissist cookbook, an unkindness, sons of the illustrious father etc. I have been getting into a crazy amount of music since summer started though so there are sooooo many others but i wanna know what you're listening to! i like your music taste as ive said :3

ANYWAY I think i might just send another ask because this is ramble-y n u dont have to reply to it bc its overwhelming but!! Yeah hehe okay p. 1 - mare

HII HI HI no worries!!!!!!! all good i'm also really terrible at it!!!!!! hehe <33 jhariah concert & mosh pit is SO awesome though.. man.. thats so cool.... love that experience for u!!!! <333

checking out all of these rn they're SOO GOOD.... dua saleh ROSETTA ep literally going on the repeat playlist rn omg. ough. how have i not heard them before. holy fucking shit. missouri surf club goood i love the florence influence.... jean dawson & ethel cain WHOO!!!! hell yeag. god. u also have such good music dude. good shit.!!!!!!!

what have i been listening to!!! shit!!! this is gonna be LONG but u asked for it!!! a lot of morcheeba (big calm), de la soul (the grind date), sneaker pimps (bloodsport), tricky (maxinquaye) <- one of my all time faves, madvillainy, cibo matto (viva! la woman), yaeji (with a hammer), chai (wink)... summer to me is usually very hot & humid & sticky & dreamy to me (busted ac) so this is my laying on the floor staring at the fan vaguely dissociating rotation.

other than hip hop & trip hop-- dragon new warm mountain i believe in you by big thief!!!!!! somehow never listened to this one & i'm ill over it. & july flame (other all time fave) by laura veirs & central reservation by beth orton (<- huge recent discovery ill over her voice) & broken social scene self titled for my acoustic rotation...

heavier set: been getting BIG into creature feature they're literally so fun. i think u might like them tbh. american gothic is my fave so far!! summer is for shitty pop punk 2 me!! esp. when i actually have to Do Stuff & not lay on the floor melting. so. we the kings, fall out boy (cork tree & infinity on high), the cab, the academy is..., yellowcard, motion city soundtrack, alkaline trio :]

ALSO special mention 2 blue sky black death (slow burning lights, late nite cinema, noir) bc their instrumentals make me so insanely nostalgic & have been my writing soundtrack for the past month!!!!

[forbidden-sin-bin]

Heyyy Bestieeeee!!!

I’m loving By Your Side so farrrrr. Its just soo goood. The writing its just fab, the pacing perfect imo, and the description of y/n is so realistic and easily likeable - like we get to see her insecurities and flaws, what personally troubles her, as well as her hopes and dreams, the people she feels close (and their relationship feels credible!) etc…

Its just so well written that I can see myself in her on many occasions, and connect my emotions with her. Idk, maybe I’m rambling a bit.

Anyways, as I’m currently hooked on this story, and can’t get it out of my head (I created a Spotify playlist for this 💀) I just wanted to ask, if you have an exact date of when you’ll post chapter 5?

Btw, heads up, I think you forgot to put the link of chapter 4 in the By Your Side masterlist, can’t see it there

Now - this is taking way too long, and I’ll just head out, Peace ✌🏻

Hold on a sec-

I waited too freaking long to reply to this I’m so sorry but this was so sweet and thoughtful I literally couldn’t stop tearing up every time I read this. I wanted to give a thought out response to this so if you’re seeing this thank you for waiting this was amazing to see in my inbox-

*SLAMS FISTS ON THE TABLE HOLLERING SCREAMING CRYING*

THANK YOUUUUUUU!!!!!! Oh my god. Holy shit. This. This made my month. I truly didn’t know how to respond so I kept on holding this off from immediately responding and freaking out/appreciating everything you wrote. Finally I got my thoughts together after two long weeks!

Also YOU HAVE A SPOTIFY PLAYLIST?!?!? SHARE PLEASE HOLY HECK THAT IS ONE OF THE BIGGEST COMPLIMENTS I COULD EVER RECEIVE AHSJDLAGUFFIISJSHCJSKND-

also speaking of which I gotta get that part 1 playlist updated lmao

Literally that first paragraph made me flatline I swear. I’m so freaking glad cause I was hellbent on making y/n realistic as a person whilst also having them make choices or have characteristics that are reasonable enough for most people to be able to relate to or picture themselves in! So I’m incredibly glad you like her, flaws and hopes and dreams and all!

I literally have so, SO MUCH more that I want to mention or say to add to the above but I keep on deleting and rewriting anything else I try to add cause it makes a lot more sense in short DM’s instead of full on sentences lol.

Second paragraph knocked me outta my body and no you’re not rambling at all! I was worried that the reader’s perspective wasn’t realistic or relatable so hearing that you’re able to connect with them made me feel a lot more comfortable, thank you so much!

When I started this series, I wanted to have a Reader self-insert fic that was in a way, a possibility of what life could’ve been if we had the chance! I know I absolutely had that feeling where I always said to myself: “MAN. I wish I was born earlier.” Not that I don’t appreciate my life right now! I’m certainly incredibly lucky to have a life where I get to meet so many amazing people like you and have the chance to write like this!

AND FOR THE RELEASE DATE OF CHAPTER 5: Oh man, I thought I could get it done mid-late June but assignments man. Goddamn assignments handed to me without warning. I don’t have an exact release date for chapter 5 and I’m incredibly sorry about that. I know you’re looking forward to it and I am as well! Once I know for sure and I’m confident enough to say that I’m ready to post it (I suffer from the perfectionist and the ADHD curse I’m so sorry), I’ll let everyone know beforehand! I promise.

But once again, thank you, thank you, THANK YOU! If I had another reason to keep going and keep pushing myself to keep the series going I know that you and everyone that’s waiting and supporting are many, many reasons. And that’s more than enough to make sure I bring you the best possible fanfic to you all!

Much love,

- Sin Bin

[tmwcs]

oh hell nah tiff and scott can catch my hands bro weuijhfkjadsn i hate them sm holy shit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 never been so mad reading a fic ngl

but also please ethan/hee and yn were so cute :((( omg omg please i so not ready for the nasty./pain parts ://////// like i hope there wont be an actually assault scene cuz im gonna sob , i really want to see ethan fucking them both up ngl and then have a happy ever after

anyway soo many updates !!! ure on a roll!! I LOVE IT SM , u have no idea <3 thank u fr !!! this series is sooo goood its crazy

i love you! thank you so much, and yeah, the future chapters are just....it's going to put us through a roller coaster ride, really. but i'm totally swooning over ethan/heeseung. the way he was so powerful and ....bruh i melted when he massaged the finger prints off her wrist when he pulled her in, and the way he grabbed scotts wrist just to bring his hand in so y/n can get some relief from having her arm locked out was.....i nearly fainted. i need to find a cologne that has a cedar, cooled mint scent so i can daydream of what it would be like to stuff my face against his chest and inhaling the scent of Ethan/heeseung. i bet he smells so wonderful, i'm sounding like a psycho but that's because i love his character in this series so much.

[thegirlsgirlsstuff]

THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT- MY TAKE ON IT

HIIII I AMM BACKKK, AND OHMYGOD IDIEDDEADDDDDD 31 SONGSSSSSSSS???? OHMYGODOHMYGODDDDD

IKNEWSMTHNGLIKETHISWASGONNAHAPPEENNN

BUT I THOUGHT SHE'D DROP REP TV AND TTPD AT THE SAME TIME BUT DOUBLE ALBUMMM??? EVEN BETTERRRR

SO-

uhm please control the caps

WHYYY

i will literally hurt you if you dont keep it under control

*sniffs in offended* fine, but i will control it, not stop it

okayyy so lets start with the album but before that I would like to clear that i have not heard the entire album only a little more than half songs

why you ask?? well first off I like to experience the songs, secondly, I don't wanna rush it you know when you try to make your favorite food last for a long while yea thts about it, bad analogy but you get the idea right? and thirdly i have this weird thing that i believe there's a time for each tswift song, and I am not going to leave tht thought anytime soon sooo

ANNYWAYYY NOW THAT THATS OUT OF THE WAYYY, OHMYGODDD I AM SOO EXCITEDDD

LETS STARTT

SONG 1. FORTNIGHT FT. POST MALONE

okay so i honestly didnt think that this would ever be a collab, but it makes soo much sense once you hear their voices together right?? see i dont give a fuck about who's it about I love the song and thats what matters for me, and its sooo goood?? i didnt think it would be this good but oh.my.god mother has proven me wrong

SONG 2. THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT

so this song proves my theory of Taylor Swift vs Drugs and i hv got nothing more to say on this topic, that post describes the song perfectly in my opinion

SONG 3. MY BOY ONLY BREAKS HIS FAVORITE TOYS

again, fabulous, fabulous song and also agrees with me theory of drugs and Taylor Swift

SONG 4. DOWN BAD

CAN WE TALK ABOUT THIS 😭😭😭 CAN WEEE??? ITS SOO GOODDD?? I DONT KNOW THE LYRICS THEY'RE SO COMPLICATED AND SO SWEARY I CANT SING THEM IN FRONT OF MY MOM BUT OHMYGOD I LOVE THIS SONG ITS DEFINITELY UP THERE IN TOP FIVE.

SONG 5. SO LONG, LONDON

can we... not talk about this?? I am sooo sad brooo like i physically cannot listen to this song without feeling teary, the solution? I don't listen to it 😭😭 this was my first song off of ttpd and i cried and didnt listen to ttpd the entire day out of sadness

okay so i realised this i getting out of hand and is a really long post and i actually dislike long posts

*bombastic side eye*

i said i dislike long posts not that i am not a hypocrite, get your facts straight for godssake

anyway here's PART 2

[sunnybubblezzz]

SUCH A GOOD WEEK

okay well first of all i’ll start with just how great this weekend was. like UGHHESAHDH and then im just gonna say how grateful i am to God because woah im soo happy.

okay well first of all, DUHHH BIRTHDAY WEEK. i genuinely forgot this week was my birthday and MANNASND IM SO HAPPY. like i didnt get to do ALL the things i wanted for my birthday and i didnt get everything i wanted ofcofc but woah this week was amazing.

I GOT TO SEE THE HUNGER GAMES. THAT MOVIE WAS INCREDIBLE and i got to go with two of my close friends. i was really really sad bc i thought we wouldnt be able to go and i DOOO wish more of my friends were able to come with me.

BUT LIKE IT WAS SOOO GOOD AND I LOVE THE FRIENDS WHO CAME WITH ME.

you guys are never gonna see this but i loved that day and it brought me sm joy you have no idea. PLUS I GOT TO SEE SNOW???

my birthday day was eh BUTBUT EVERYONE SENT THEIR BIRTHDAY TEXTS TO ME AND I NO LIE GOT SOO HAPPY. i didnt expect all my friends to remember idk but they did and i was OVERJOYED.

THEN I GOT TO GO ICE SKATING FOR A BIRTHDAY PARTY? it was SOOO nice and was SOO much fun plus that was an amazing time with my friends

and my friend gave me a birthday gift..

I LEGIT SHED TEARS (okay not in front of her but still) LIKE I CANNOT. it was only one person but man sometimes i forget how good it feels to get a gift from someone.

like… im always the one giving gifts but it really really touched my heart to get one from her and I LOVE HER SM AND I CANTTT IT MADE MY DAY.

i love you i really do.

then ofc i saw one of my closest(?) friends (and i lowkey felt we were drifting apart) like FOUR TIMES THIS WEEK BACK TO BACK. okay okay trust me thats a lot for us 💀.

we went to the mall together which was lowkey weird bc she never asks me to hang out like that. AND I GOT THE PERFECTT DRESS LIKE I LOVE IT SMM??

then WE WENT TO THE GENSHIN CONCERT

moment of silence for just how GRATEFUL I AMMM.

i love you SMMSMM for getting me tickets like the opportunity of a lifetime?? ngl i lowkey was kinda mad bc the friend we took wasnt as grateful as i felt she should have been… thats how grateful i was like “how can someone not thank this girlie with all her might”

it was a WONDERFUL EXPERIENCE and im only sad that one of out other friends couldnt go.

I WAS JUST

AHSDHASHDHSDHHS

IT WAS SO GOOOD

okay and now for one of my favorite moments..

okay so we were taking pics with some of the cosplayers and then this other cosplayer talks behind us… i look behind me, look at her cosplay and immediately say, “YING?” AND SHE SAYS YES???

like in the car we were looking at twitter for who’s going and was AMAZED that ying was and hoped we get to see her. I DID NOT EXPECT US TO?

LIKE I JUST RECOGNIZED HER FROM HER VOICE. the last time i listened to this girls voice was months ago but SHHH that’s unimportant.

what ISSS IMPORTANT IS THAT I SAW HER, FANGIRLED OVER HER, SHE CALLED ME PRETTY, THEN I WAS JUST OVERJOYED.

THENNN I WENT HOME, POSTED THE INTERACTION ON TWITTER, AND SHE SAID SHE REMMBERED ME.. HELLO??

LIKE WHY ARE SO MUCH GOOD STUFF HAPPENING TO ME ITS NOT ADDING UP.

i wouldnt call myself an unlucky person (luck isn’t real). but i will say that a lot of unfortunate things happen to me usually and ive just learned to go with the flow. but idk im just just so HAPPY and so GRATEFUL and and im scared that it’ll all get ruined when i wake up but man cant i live in this moment of happiness forever?

then today was just such an amazing day like such a great end to my birthday week i just. im just.

anyway to end it off, one of my friends from a while ago texted me asking if i ever drew this picture for this girl named sarah.. it took a sec, but i recognized the drawing and remembered.

I WAS IN SHOCK IT WAS A LITTLE BIRTHDAY DRAWING I DREW FOR THIS GIRL LIKE YEARSSSSSSS AGO?

she said she really loved it sm, kept it for years, and that i was super nice.

OKAY LIKE I CANT BELIEVE SHE KNOWS THAT ONE OF MY FRIENDS FIRSTLY. BUT SECONDLY WHAT?? LIKE IM JUST FROZEN WITH JOY SHE KEPT MY DRAWING FOR YEARS? not a rip in sight…

its just SO encouraging and so so idek im just so happy.

then to end it off, the artist WHO WAS MY MOST LISTENED TO ARTIST OF 2024 WITH 2,000+ MINUTES OF LISTENING??? SAID SHE WOULD POST MY SKETCHBOOK SPREAD (inspired by her music) ON HER STORY WHEN I FINISHED IT?

i

i love you God so much.

just i was feeling so down this past idek month or more because i just have such idek its just so much things happen to me and i just have to go along with it and not let it phase me. i feel so much emotions but none of them bring me down yknow? like i have to be happy and i dont FEEL happy…

but this.

this week makes me feel like God loves me and all of these things happened because of Him. I love him and I love all my friends, I really do love all of you guys.

some of you guys DOO get on my nerves, some of you guys ARE confusing, some of you guys are kinda weird, and i do feel like i love some of you more then you love me.. but in the end you guys are my friends. i love you guys.

and i love you God. I love you for everything you do and I dont know why you love me but I’m sososo happy you do. no one will ever love me like you do. thank you for always being there for me. i love you.

and so we end this. i KNOW that ill cry bc of sadness again (probably in the near future ngl) and I KNOWW that this happy feeling wont last. but for right now im gonna treasure it… please ANDDD thank you.

happy birthday to me.

[mostsanekaitofan]

KAITO BIRTHDAY LIVE PJSK JP 2023

I'M GONNA GO FUCKIN FERAL WOOFWOOFOWOFOO

I wrote all this in a notes page as it was happening and my thoughts after so uhhh It's a mess lmao idgaf this is my blog <3

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5 SECOND RAHHHH AOAOM LETS GOOOOO KAIOTOOOO QEWOOOOOO LETS GOO ITS STARTIMBGAWWWW HES LSO CUTE ITS FUKING VIVD BAD SQUAD AWWHWHAH THE LIKE "UWAH!!!!" HJE DID I LOVE HIIMMMM SKDHKDSJHFKSJ"IINE!" HEW DAID DAISUKI SJSKKJKSJ OHHH MY FUCKING LAWDDD I winder what sinf they'll do. TOYAAAAA OHH MY LAWD KAITIOS VOICE SO CUTE WHEN HE TALKS I LOVE HIMMMMM AWIWWWH I wonder what he's saying, I can understanf little bitys but like, I WANNA KNOWWWWWWAWWWWHE DID A CUTE LITTLE FLOOP AWEHWHWHHW NOOO BABY YYYYY HSAHSHAJSDH HIS LIITTLE "YATTA!!!" HES SO HAPPY AWWWHHH YES LETS GOOO iT's fuckin cinema awwhwhh I was hoping he'd sdo raintuy snodrop OAOOWWWAAHW THEW OUTFIT OJAHHHH MYYY RAHAHH I SAW HIM T POSE AFTER THE SIBG AWHWHAHAH HES SOO HHAAHHAJOHH MY GOOOD THE OUTFIT IS SO GOOOD AWWHWWHHis stupid little face I love it so much <3333 awhh I wanna kiss him aww AWWW YOU'RE WELCOM SIRRRR I LOVE YUOU NOOOOO DON'T GOOO ALREADY ANNHHHH STAY PLEASE WEEAHAHSWH WAIT WAIT WJAHT!!!!HE'S BACK SJKAJKKJAD AND IN HIS VS FIT YES BEST BOY BEST KAITO SING FOR USSSSS PLEASEbruh it's so laggy ahhh AWEHWHWA HWAT WAS THAT CUTE NOISE KAITO NOISE!!!! YEDESSWSWEE RAINT SNOWDRIP HE IS DOING IM GONNA FUCKING CRYYIM SO UNBELIEVEABLY HAPPY RIGHT NOW AHHHHAHAHAHAH AWWHH HES LITTLE BOW AND SMILE AT THE END I LOVE HIM SO SO SO SMUCH WORDS CAN'T EVEN DESCRIBE AGGHAHGA THAT SMILE IS GONNA KILL ME, HE'S THE PRECIOUS LITTLE GUY EVER I WANT TO HOLD HIS HAND AND SEE HIM SMILE AJAKODHSHDDHWHEN THEY ALL TOLD HIM HAPPY ANNI I AM ACTUALLY IN TEARS RIGHT NOW FOR FUCKING REAL IM SOVBBING NOOOO DONT LEACVE

AAhhhh that was spo mamazing!!!!! I'm so glad he sang rainy snowdrop I was fucking praying for it all night, and having him be with VBS at the start YESSSS BEST UNIT WITH BEST BOYYY GGRRR I'm so happy right now ahhh i'm gonna watch the next one too bc oh mai gahhh I love him I love him I love him ahjahdjhajkd. The fucking like, difference between his sekai tuning and then Re:nG's fro rainy snowdrop is funny as hell, bro went from being 12, to hitting puberty, then back to twelve skkdhask. The fuckin outfits in both GARRTTGRRRGRR SLUUURPPPPP FUCKIN FOAMING AT THE MOUTH GOING FERAL WHWUHJIWHJWHWJH I'm still shaking from that ahahaa I was like sobbing and crying, suprised my mum did't come down and question why I was fucking choking and dying on my own spit as I went feral for a vocal synth. Anyway HIS FUCKIN GACHA IS OUT NOW SO I'M GONNA DO THAT UAHDJWHDJWJK I SWEAR TO FUCING GOD IF I DON'T GET BOTH I'M ENDING IT ALL SDKJDWKJFKJWLKJLAFWKJAFSL

[peachyteabuck]

For the book asks :D

A book that didn’t live up to your expectations

A book that was most out of your comfort zone

What was the most unexpected book you read this year?

What was the book you were most excited about before you started reading it?

A book you already want to reread

The book with the prettiest cover

Five books you absolutely want to read next year?

Do you have any reading goals for next year?

And a bonus question I thought of, a book that you'll never read no matter how popular it is whether its massive following or recommendations etc

A book that didn’t live up to your expectations

Any of Rina Kent's books. They get recommended a lot, but I just....do NOT like them. I understand romance novels can be formulaic, and not every romance novel needs to be subversive. But she commits the greatest crime a romance novelist can commit: She's boring. Her characters are boring.

A book that was most out of your comfort zone

This is a GOOOD question. I read a lot of different types of books, but White Trash: The 400-Year Untold History of Class in America by Nancy Isenberg was definitely out of my comfort zone both in length and it's corresponding depth. I'm like...rarely surprised, when it comes to books about the horrors of history (especially class and race relations) but her book was an ENTIRELY new perspective on class. Like, I fully thought the origin of "cracker" was the crack of a slave owner's whip. NOPE. My best friend recommended this to me years ago and I finally read it this year and it was rough. The book is also VERY dense, so it took me awhile to get through.

What was the most unexpected book you read this year?

Hmmmmmmm. Maybe Cows by Matthew Stokoe? I..uh...was very much not aware of the book's subject matter before I started and almost vomited reading it.

What was the book you were most excited about before you started reading it?

Base Nation: How U.S. Military Bases Abroad Harm America and the World by David Vine. A lot of people in my field have read the book and raved about it, so I was super excited to Get It. I was not let down. This is one of my "must-reads" when people ask me for book recommendations.

A book you already want to reread

The Feral Princess series by Ann Denton. Those books were soo surprisingly good and gritty and fucking hot. Idk how to mark re-reads in Storygraph but damn those books are good.

The book with the prettiest cover

Can I use Ace by Angela Chen? I just love the subtle purples.

Five books you absolutely want to read next year?

This reminds me, I need to update my to-read list on Storygraph with my TBR shelf. Anyway, I want to read: 1. The New Jim Crow: Mass Incarceration in the Age of Colorblindness by Michelle Alexander 2. Preventing Palestine: Political History from Camp David to Oslo by Seth Anziska 3. Regretting Motherhood by Orna Donath 4. Sex and Punishment: Four Thousand Years of Judging Desire by Eric Berkowitaza 5. Imbeciles: The Supreme Court, American Eugenics, and the Sterilization of Carrie Buck by Adam Cohen

Do you have any reading goals for next year?

I feel like I sound like a crazy person given how busy I'll be in 2023 but I want to read 100 books again. I love to read, and reading so much this year exposed me to a ton of new ideas and worlds despite how shitty life got. Even when I was reading romance novels more than anything else, I loved a lot of those romance novels.

And a bonus question I thought of, a book that you'll never read no matter how popular it is whether its massive following or recommendations etc

I want to say Harry Potter but that sounds like a copout so: ACOSTR or whatever it's called. I already was against it because straight white women on booktok can't be trusted (see: RE: Tessa Bailey and Katee Roberts) but you just can't fucking make me read that book. I don't even know what it's about, and I already have a bias against fantasy books because they're not really my thing. Finding out she used the death of a Breonna Taylor to promote it is also like, truly disgusting in a way I cannot fathom.

[smashstiel]

OMGGGG I LVOE THIS PLAYLISTTTT its so them and soo soo great. yeah i will listen to it 4ever. <33333333333 also yasss. i get uuu. heres the long reaction to every songgg ily

instability - DAMN. DAMNNNNN. to ten cały dean winchester? sjfnj. dont need your fucking sympathy… i know im not who i wanna be……. cosmic meltdown. DAMNNN DAMNNNN. no but its literally demon deal moment whatt?? they wrote this song about it!!! youre wrong and im drunk.SINCE GODS FUCKING WITH ME??? AND IM WAY TO YOUNG TO WORRY ABOUT THE WORLD????? ITS SO GOOOD. i love this song. ive been dead all day.. NO NO DONT WORRY I GET IT. cause dean literally played a part. in the apocalypse. since he was a kid. but i think gods forgotten my name…. i love this song its so good!!!! okay. next one. my darling dopaine. omggg yess! this is so dean with his sacrificing thing. this time we really fucked it up… so far beyond repair…

downhill - "im not making a destiel playlist" FAMOUS LAST WORDS SKJSKS. cause i was born into the world on a silken cloudd.. damn!!!!!!! goodbye opitimism… no no i see the vision. and YEAH youre right IT IS a great songgg!!! all i have are REASONS theyre not SINGING theyre SCREAMING!!! i fougjt the law. yasssss its so dean!! u are so right. i see ittt. i fought the laww and i wonn.

alcohol and altar boys - OMGG THIS ONE IS SO GOOD. 'theres a voice in my head telling me why should i hate you but i hate myself instead' - after the whole godstiel arc. because dean blamed himself for it a lot. and he couldnt hate cas no matter whaat :(( 'also theres a pair of dead eyes in the mirror looking back at me' can be like. either dean in season 7 because he felt like he was dead at that time. or. or. yknow. im not sure if its canon??? or the scene was cut?? anyway. like season 10 when dean sees cas in the mirror after he almost killed him. yknow?

wait - the dear hunter. haha. hunter. anyway. absolute banger i lvove it. i lost my faith when i was young….. nooo cause. he did. after mary died. :( YESS ITS SO EARLY SEASONS DEAN. i fear that there is a

heaven above……. ghost. lvoe itt. i realize right then thats me or him… okay but what if. like. idk. dean killed john when azazel was possesing him. or something. FALL OUT BOY SOONGG!!!!!!! the truth hurts worse…. no but. literally cas when he was working with crowley. djsfnlskajfnkd. i love this arc so so much probably like one of my favs.killed by an angel. YASSSSSSSS. literally. where every brothers knife is set to slay you…. most of the angels wanted to kill cas…

how to slowly be replaced by pixels. WOAH. WOAH. WOAHHH. i love this songgg. im afraid of becoming my father :((( and he kinda did. after cas died in season 13. ughghhh. also im afraid of becoming my mother - cause yknow. idk how to explain it well but. like. john saw mary in dean right????? and dean wanted so badly to be like his fatherso hed love him more. idk theres a vision but i have NO IDEA how to explain ittttt. ALSO YEAHHH. its so dean song.

ive done things that i shouldnt havee :(( i get it. i gettt it.

let us burn one. yess taking a soul away lyric <3 and kinda. like. godstiel arc. when they trapped cas in holy fire. did i mention i love godstiel arc. also if you want more insane version. dean about his father. cause he really gave all for him. blood on my hands. HELLO THE USED<3 I LOVE THIS sONGGG. also idk if you thought about the same thing. but for me its season 10 dean. like cain of mark. 'i told you so'. dean told cas he would have to kill him…… that he cant be stopped… but cas didnt even. fight back. yknow? also kinda cas because yknow hes an angel soldier and hes really fucked up tortury mazury guy. yeah!!

heaven iwowa fall out boy. WELCOME BACK HEAVEN IOWA I MISSED UUUUUU. im like pretty sure i thought it was sooo destiel when i listened to the janto playlist KSKS heavens gate fall out boy. YAYYYY. if there weere any more left of me id give it to you… church hymn for the condemmned. the entire songg yas. i love ittt. also god isnt dead but ill get that bastard one day damnnn. 7 minutes in heaven. hello fall out boy<3 aand yeahhhhh. hes so great. on his own. just one yesterday. I LOVE THIS SONGGGG. and damnnnn. i get it . i get titt letting people down is my thingg… love from the other side. AA I LOVE IT. fob is so good whattt. all song but like. 'like a kid playing pretend in his fathers suit'. DAMN. DANMNNN. dean wearing johns too big jacket…. cas becoming god….. damn. damn. im normal about this btw.

would you be impressed. noo i think i get it. why its destiel. or its because i see destiel everywhere. but like. make amends before the end before my judgement day. i said its all my fault. the sharpest lives HI MCRRR. ohh i love it. on the cross. HELLOOO THE USED AGAIN. you were the firstborn son.. i still cannot believe we can save ourselvesss so pray then. idk its so when cas still had faith in god and searched for him in hope that hed stop the apocalypse. sold my soul. woah i wonder WHY is that song here jsdfskjd. DAMNNNN THE WHOLE SONGGG KLIKE. i love it. sky on fire. DAMNNNNN. i think they wrote this song about supernatural. john… carry on.. yeah i know what you are sarah and the safe word.

okay!!!!! thats all!!!! thanks for sharing the playlist and the explanations with meeee!!! every song is so good but rn i cant stop listening to how to slowsly be replaced by pixels. DAMNNNN.

also i think youd love walk away by five finger death punch. my friend made me listen to this song (after. a priest. showed him the band.) and its SOOO DESTIEL.

destiel playlist !!! + song explanations . @smashstiel <3

downhill - lincoln

gonna be honest here i added it because in one episode sam said something similar to the lyrics and then it just evolved to be a destiel playlist even though uh

2. goodbye optimism - pedals on our pirate ships

honestly no clue but its a greaat song

3. i fought the law - dead kennedys

not even gonna show the lyrics bc its just an extremely dean song to me

4. instability - dragged under

5. cosmic meltdown - king mothership

:)) demon deal moment basically

6. youre wrong & im drunk - next attempt

another dean not destiel one bc that was still before i fully embraced it being a destiel one so its mostly dean now

7. ive been dead all day - bayside

and other stuff about god . so it had to be here sorry these explanations are shit i hope you get it

8. my darling dopaine - days n daze

THE song ever one of them at least .

dean with his thing about sacrificing himself ig!!!

9. alcohol and altar boys - bayside

kinda with the god thats wrong but imagine thats before dean knew for a Fact that god existed

10. wait - the dear hunter

INSANE good song. s1/early s2 dean. to me<3

11. ghost - the academy is...

god i love tai... so much william beckett love of my life i love tai

12. ive got all this ringing in my ears and none on my fingers - fall out boy

FALL OUT BOY CHEER AND CLAP FOR FALL OUT BOY!!!! theres a lot of fob here i love them sooo much holy shit

^ dean when he goes to sacrifice himself again

castiel when he was working with crowley maybe i cant remember what exactly happened there

13. killed by an angel - sunny day real estate

come onnn

14. how to slowly be replaced by pixels - happyhappy

brooooooo!!!! and also abt moving around with john and stuff theres an image limit but youll understand

15. let us burn one - chiodos

im gonna be honest i was really into chiodos then and it has a lyric about taking a soul away so it automatically went here

16. blood on my hands - the used

i love the used and i needed it here and also it makes sense but im not sure how to explain it. welcomee to my brain

17. heaven, iowa - fall out boy

i love fall out boy:) star crossed lovers forever :))

18. heaven's gate - fall out boy

yay ^_^

19. church hymn for the condemned - johnny hobo and the freight trains

the entire song but

20. 7 minutes in heaven (atavan halen) - fall out boy

bc i love fob and also bc dean as we all know does Great on his own

21. just one yesterday - fall out boy

22. love from the other side - fall out boy

23. would you be impressed? - streetlight manifesto

there waas a destiel thing here but since then i got into dbda and its such a dbda song to me now i cant remmeber why its here and cant even in theory say why by looking at the lyrics cuz its dbda

24. the sharpest lives - my chemical romance

mcr there has to be mcr. also

25. on the cross - the used

26. sold my soul - the used

27. sky on fire - sarah and the safe word

thats here because excuse me what is this . you cant convince me its a coincidence

[leovaldez]

ok can we all mcfreaking agree that Captain Marvel was an AMAZING movie???

[catcze]

Beach day thoughts with Crepus and leetle Diluc and leetle Kaeya go !!

!!⠀## : GN! Reader, parental figure reader to kaeya and diluc, Fluff <3 A little suggestive + some humorous not sfw implications but nothing explicit ykyk?

I––

you enabler.

A beach day with husband material Crepus + the leetle babs would be soo much fun!!! aksdhas CAN YOU IMAGINEE??? Like, hands down i agree that Crepus would just buy you guys an entire island or like maybe a big ass beach strip depending on availability ig. Tho DIluc and Kaeya have gone to the beach before, I don’t think they go super often? Like duh Lulu is a whole slice of white, untoasted bread for a reason. 

But anyway–– you’re gonna have to slather both of your kids in sunscreen before you let them play on the beach. One, because DIluc sunburns sooo easily it’s as if the sun declared him its mortal enemy, and two because when Kaeya and DIluc are left to their own devices to play, these two could spend literal hours in the waves and sand, so that right there is a risk for sunburn. 

Crepus mainly stays with you during the beach day, reclining underneath a huge beach umbrella (because, like the tiny white bread, dilf white bread is also hated by the sun) and just chilling with you. He won’t do much frolicking in the sand or w/e, not unless you or the kids ask him to. 

Speaking of??? Imagine Crepus being roped into some sort of game with the leetle babs, right, and at one point they sorta trip him and send him sprawling in the water. A ffucking funny sight, to be sure, and you’re laughing, but now imagine when he resurfaces, right. His hair’s damp, some strands are sticking out of his low pony and dripping saltwater. One of Crepus’ hands do the thing where he pushes his hair out of his face by, like, raking his hands through his hair, and you get a goood look at his arms hmm <3 His skin is glistening under the sun, and drops of water run down his chest. Listen listen, whether Crepus has got the sexy abs bod or the dad bod is up to you, but either way he’s fucking smoking right now, okay? And he’s laughing, too, accentuating the smile lines on his face that you think are so charming. And if he faces your way with that dazzling smile and the bliss in his eyes?? Absolute fucking spontaneous combustion.

Something fun you can do to mess with him is to lie on your front and ask him to put sunscreen on your back. Crepus doesn’t even know why he’s flustered at the prospect of it, right, but he is. Maybe it’s because he’s getting an eyeful of your bare back right now, or because of the way that in a way, this shows him that you trust him or smthn sappy like that. Either way, Crepus is flustered as he rubs the lotion on your skin–– and if you jokingly moan or someshit for shit’s and giggles, he might just press a little firmer, let his hands wander a little lower,,, you may have started moaning as a joke, but bestie I don’t think it’s a joke anymore.

Problem is?? You guys are literally at a beach with your kids, so there’s like no privacy :(( No gawk gawk today Crepus, sorry bud, you gotta make sure Kaeya and Diuc don’t drown and/or kill each other. 

But it is sweet, though. I can see Kaeya and Diluc having a cute competition about trying to find the prettiest seashell on the beach and give it to you. It’s super cute, and whenever one brother one-ups the other, it incentivizes him to go out and find an even better shell. By the end of it, there are two little dragon’s-hoard like mounds of seashells at your feet. It’s super duper cute, and you even pick one shell from each of your boys’ pile to bring home with you. 

Side notes that I don’t wanna spend too long talking about:

He probably manages to find a few coconuts or smthn on the beach, and cracks it open, so now y’all have coconut water to drink <3

Kaeya and Diluc probably have a sandcastle building contest. Low-key Kaeya wins, but the tide swept it out :((

Crepus totally kisses you on the shore, with the ind tousling your hair and the sunset in the background. Kaeya and Diluc are fake-gagging at you both, but it just makes the two of you laugh when you seperate.

At midday, when the weather is warmer, after Crepus is finished playing in the water with your sons, he’s a bit tired, so you let him rest his head on your lap, his eyes closed as he snuggles into the warmth of your body, and he hums so happily if you brush your fingers through his hair or over his shoulders.

Listen, my point is that Crepus + his hot ass swimming shorts + your sweet kids + a beach is literally a dream come true, okay?