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tbh this entire page absolutely destroys me in ways i cannot express through words
but i can't take it too seriously either because this is how i genuinely imagine fiddleford tearing the photo apart and writing the "try to forget" on it
#i cannot be serious not for even one second#i've honestly been thinking about this all day lol#fiddleford mcgucket#fiddleford hadron mcgucket#old man mcgucket#gf fiddleford#gravity falls fiddleford#gravity falls mcgucket#stanford pines#gf stanford#gravity falls stanford#gravity falls#fiddauthor#fiddleauthor#fordford#ford^2#why does this ship have so many names#they're both grown ass nerdy men in their 30s but act like teenage girls
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katsuki has to be quiet and stay calm to keep control of his heart problems.... control your heart.... CONTROL YOUR HEART PART TWO??? hori you're so brilliant
#hori really puts his whole horussy into this bkdk shit#bkdk#bakudeku#mha spoilers#mha leaks#bnha spoilers#bnha leaks#we are so getting a big dramatic spiritual successor dvk3#they're both forced to hold back right now#izuku needs so desperately for someone to open up to#and kacchan is quite literally the only choice??#ochako and shoto have their own problems#kacchan only has izuku#i'm so#this bakudeku yaoi shit is so serious it's so earnest it's so reverent and real#like izuku needs someone who understands him#who cherishes him who loves him who wants to support him and stand at his side#someone who is devoted to him mind body and spirit#someone to hold him someone to listen to him someone strong and beautiful and brave#SOMEONE WHO DECLARED HIMSELF KACCHAN OF THE BAKUGOUS#i'm so insane this chapter is so nuts
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Zionists want you to conflate Judaism and Zionism. Zionists want you to believe that Judaism cannot exist without Zionism and that all Jews are Zionists. Zionism would have Jews believe that a Jewish state is the only way that they can be safe from antisemitism and will point to any instance of antisemitism as proof that Zionism is the solution- so Zionism wants gentiles to be antisemitic in their support of Palestine. They want you to conflate all Jews with Zionism and the state of Israel, and they want you to treat all Jews regardless of political affiliation as the face of Israel. Antizionist Jews exist, and incidences of antisemitism ostensibly acting against Zionism will not help dismantle the forces propping Zionism up.
Don't do their work for them.
#red rambles#viva palestina#antizionism#i haven't actually seen a lot of antisemitism personally. not recently anyway. but that's more a feature of me not following antisemites#i DO however see a lot of people talking about the people they're seeing throw their support behind antisemites using palestine#as an excuse to conflate all jews with israel#and i cannot stress enough that that is literally what israel and zionist forces abroad WANT.#i am jewish. my entire family is jewish. i want to see palestine free. and i have SEEN how the jewish community gets conflated with israel#both from the inside and out#and i am dead serious when i say that every time someone is antisemitic it strengthens the conviction from people abroad#that it's a terrible sad situation but there's 'no other choice'#if you're being antisemitic you are doing the enemy's work for them. Stop it.#like... look. i am putting this in the tags bc im talking in the tags but i mean this. I do not give a single flying fuck if you personally#are a giant raging antisemite at the moment. Your personal beliefs are your problem and not mine. I do not fucking care. But if you are#being openly and loudly antisemitic *in your support of palestine* you are absolutely not fucking helping. I am so dead serious right now#if you want to raise awareness and you're being antisemitic because of deep held beliefs or whatever i want you to look around and read the#fucking room. Do you understand how much of Israel's international support comes from the idea that they are the only country where jews ar#safe from antisemitism? do you see how every time palestine comes up people point at incidences of antisemitism in anti-genocide actions to#discredit the entire movement? do you not understand how your actions are cutting the movement down at the knees?#i'm jewish and proud of it. i don't like antisemitism. but there's a genocide on and i'd rather work against it than quibble over who i#work alongside. i dont fucking care. you can be as antisemitic as you like in private. stop fucking the movement up.#there are bigger things to worry about here. if i can put aside my own concerns as to who i'm talking to you can hold your tongue#and fight the good fight instead of handing weapons to the people who are trying to fucking flatten gaza.
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Be honest, what are your thoughts on appledash? Do you hate it or its more of not a big deal
Not a big deal to me. I like it, I see all the appeals, I just personally like Rarijack more.
#ask me#anon#if you wanna know why i like rarijack more i just think they're a healthier depiction of a domestic and longterm relationship#appledash gives me the vibes of gfs that'll eventually break up#because from s1 to s8 their relationship and communication with each other on serious things never really matures or grows#they were competitive and petty in s1 and they were competitive and petty in s8#arguably worse cuz in that s8 episode their dynamic becomes so toxic they almost cause a student under their care to drown#both of them have a superiority complex that's constantly conflicting with each other and it never really gets resolved#but with rarijack there's a very clear arc of development you can follow in their character#and multiple episodes show how they'll argue and eventually come back together and apologize and communicate and work to better things#you can watch them grow to like and understand each other. in s1 aj scoffs and makes fun of rarity's work in fashion#but in a later season (after some conflict) aj says that she doesn't understand fashion but she knows it means a lot to rarity so it means#a lot to her too. and that's what love is to me. “it didn't mean anything to me until it meant something to you”#it's genuinely really sweet and i'd argue rarijack /feels/ the most romantic out of all the main 6 ships. through arguing they grow closer#which is how it's supposed to be in relationships that last! you argue to work out your interpersonal problems and understand each other#(which is why it's genuinely kinda baffling to me that appledash ended up being canonically married because they never gave me those vibes)#but it really doesn't matter. they're cartoon horses! have fun with them
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I think they should let them team up ngl
#sonic the hedgehog#idw sonic#lanolin the sheep#espio the chameleon#fanart#my art#like they're both the most serious and disciplined people in their teams and they need a break from them every once in a while#they would get along so well fr#PLEASE TELL ME YOU SEE THE VISION TOO SDFGHJKJHGFGHJHG
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When he's mad and wants to talk down to you, but he's also shorter than you, you have to make it work somehow!
#they went pumpkin picking or something idk we don't do that here HAHA but I think they'd do the cringe basic stuff like that#me too I like cringe basic stuff I'm just saying they're both really annoying and don't know how else to do anything#so they're always googling 'good date ideas'#ofc they do things regarding each others' hobbies/interests but I just KNOW they get competitive about it too#trying to plan the best date for each other while seething with blind competitive rage#you know what I mean? I think they're both really stupid and annoying bitch 4 bitch but different types#like they're so cute together but they CANNOT do anything calmly they're very funny to me#every argument is ended by one of them saying 'because I love you!!' and the other one going 'o..omg 🥰' and then they forget about it#yk what I mean? yeah I know you do#art#digital art#fanart#jondami#damijon#damian wayne#jon kent#screentone#manga style#also my screentoning is getting better yippee!!#if I turn this into a small comic.... maybe I do#also this argument isn't even serious he's just mad bc Jon keeps 'undermining' his opinion on which pumpkins are best#bro's a farmer he knows his gourds imo sorry bro#illustration
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In the initial days of ‘courting’, when you're still playing the game of push and pull with Aventurine, he has a deck of custom made cards entailing all the activities he wishes to do with you and instead of asking, he just makes you pick one of them. After months of this charade, you're speechless to find that every single one of the cards have the exact same thing printed—go on a date.
#he acts so serious about the card picking and DOES NOT listen to any protests when you draw the date#but by the time you discover this it's already too late hm?#this could apply to lyney too actually#they're both so similar#aventurine#aventurine brainrot#aventurine x reader#aventurine x you#yandere aventurine#yandere aventurine x reader#hsr x reader#aventurine hsr
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thoughts had while traveling turned into a ficlet
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After university, Hob had always kind of assumed they'd end up in the same place. He doesn’t know why he was so foolish as to think that. But he was always foolish about Dream.
Hob had stuck around in London. He liked traveling, liked seeing new places, but London was home. And it was nice to feel like he had roots somewhere. Like he was maybe sort of building a life.
Dream, meanwhile, had essentially vanished.
He’d picked up some kind of remote editing job that he could do anywhere on top of his writing, and took full advantage of it to bounce all over the globe. Hob didn’t even know all of the places he’d lived, Dream moved so often.
He’d been in Los Angeles for a while and apparently hated it. He’d been in Singapore for about six months at some point. Then he’d been in Istanbul— or was Istanbul before? At one point he’d been in a rural village in Slovenia.
(Hob got emails about these things.)
Then at one point, he’d been in Paris, which at least seemed to suit him a tiny bit better. Still hadn’t last long, though.
Now, Hob’s not sure where he is. He tries not to take it personally. Tries not to take it like he wasn’t enough for Dream to want to stay. Dream just had some things to figure out, he thinks. That’s all.
One day, seemingly at random, he gets a FaceTime call.
“Hob.”
Hob squints at the screen. It’s very bright. He can barely make Dream out. “Where are you?”
“Rhodes,” Dream says.
He pans the phone around to show Hob what must be just about the most gorgeous beach he’s ever seen. It’s a little cove with fishing boats bobbing, water still and sun-drenched.
Dream turns the camera back around. He looks like he’s been crying, eyes red-rimmed, eyeliner smudging. He’s sitting on the sand, phone propped on his knees.
“What’s wrong?” Hob asks, alarmed.
“Is it better,” Dream wonders, “to be full of despair on a beautiful beach, or does it not matter?”
“What d’you mean?”
Dream wipes at his eyes. “I. I thought if I just went. Somewhere. That it would get better. Death even said. Try changing your environment. I did. I did.”
“You did, you went to a lot of places, didn’t you?”
Dream nods, and sniffles. “Why didn’t it fix anything?”
“Oh, darling.” So that’s what it is. He’s just running away from himself.
“What is wrong with me,” Dream continues, “that. I am sat watching the sunset in one of the most beautiful corners of the world. And I feel nothing.”
“It’s not the corner of the world that's the issue,” Hob says, and Dream sighs, sniffling again.
“I want to go home,” he says, despondent.
“Come home, then.”
“Is that still with you? After all I’ve put you through?”
“Yeah, Dream.” To my peril. But Hob will never be able to turn Dream away. “It is.”
Dream nods. “Okay.” Then he stands. “I suppose I may as well go for a swim, while I am still here.”
“Not going to drown yourself, are you?”
Dream huffs. “No.”
He risks the fate of his phone taking Hob with him, though. Holds it above the surface as he treads water, hair increasingly fluffy and clumped together from salt.
“It really is gorgeous,” Hob tells him. The water is so, so blue and the sky so wide. “You’re making me jealous.”
Dream smiles faintly. “You would enjoy it better than I.”
“Maybe. I’m enjoying watching you though.”
“Oh?” Dream raises an eyebrow. Only his throat is visible above the water, but it’s enough. Hob can imagine the rest. His attraction to Dream’s never wavered. “Tell me more.”
“Come home and find out instead, idiot.”
Dream smiles. “Hmm.”
“Oh yeah, hmm.”
Dream’s smile widens. God, he’s so gorgeous. “You’re making me want to leave now.”
“Do it then.”
“Okay.” He starts swimming back to shore, and Hob laughs.
“I missed you, you maniac.”
“I missed you,” Dream echoes.
“S’gonna be okay, yeah?” Hob tells him. “So Rhodes didn’t fix anything. It’s alright.”
“It’s alright,” Dream echoes, eyes looking misty again.
“Just come home.” Hob can’t promise to fix anything. But he can promise Dream a home.
“Yes,” Dream agrees, sea water flowing around his throat, sunset in his hair. “Yes.”
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Hob half-expects Dream actually won’t. That the flash of melancholic clarity will give way to his usual method of running, that Hob will get an email that he’s now in Samarkand or somewhere and isn’t actually coming “home.” Maybe London isn’t really home for him. He hasn’t been there in years anyway. Maybe.
But one day Dream wanders into the pub they used to get Friday drinks in, the pub Hob’s taken up bartending in, partly for the extra cash, partly to feel closer to Dream.
Hob drops a glass when he sees him, Dream flinching at the crash where he stands in the doorway. Hob ducks behind the bar to clean it up, heart pounding. God, he’s actually here. After three years.
When he stands again, Dream is standing right before the bar, looking uncertain. He’s terribly underdressed for the weather, hair damn from the rain, black t-shirt sticking to his shoulders.
“Um,” Hob says, wringing a bar towel in his hands. “Get you your usual?”
Not that Dream’s usual is necessarily the same, after all this time—
Dream leans across the bar and hugs him.
“My usual,” he says, voice so close to Hob’s ear now that he shivers. Dream’s damp hair tickles his cheek. Hob ought to get a towel and dry him off.
He hugs Dream back, leaning awkwardly over the bar. “Missed you.”
Dream hums, finally releasing him. He takes a seat on a bar stool, a faint smile on his face now. On instinct Hob takes off his sweatshirt—New Inn branded—and gives it to him.
Dream takes it, gaze lingering on Hob’s face as he pulls it on. He immediately looks less frigid, though.
“Is it still the driest red on the menu that you want?” he asks, and Dream laughs.
“Yes.”
Hob pours him one, sliding it across the bar. Their fingers brush. It feels, almost, like no time has passed at all. Nothing changed.
“So,” Hob says, grateful there are no other customers awaiting his attention. “Rhodes?”
“The last of many,” Dream says wearily.
“Looked beautiful?”
“Yes,” Dream agrees, and sips his wine.
“So.” It’s hard to ask what he really wants to ask. Are you actually back? Are you actually here for me? “Are you. You have somewhere to stay?”
“I am not wandering the streets,” Dream says with a half smile. “I have a hotel room. For now.”
“Still itinerant,” Hob says, before he can think better of it, and Dream’s smile turns sad.
“Yes.”
“Learn anything?”
“I learned that moving about doesn’t fix anything when the problem is inside of you,” Dream says. Hob winces at the phrasing of it. There’s no problem with you, he wants to say. But he understands what Dream’s getting at. “I do not know what does fix it,” Dream continues.
Hob doesn’t either. He doesn’t know what it’s like to be in Dream’s head. “Try staying here, then,” Hob says. “What’ve you got to lose?”
Dream studies him. “Indeed.”
It really does feel like nothing and everything has changed between them. But maybe not everything. And maybe it’s okay.
He rests his hand against Dream’s on the bar. “Finish your wine,” he says. “And come home with me.”
Dream takes a final sip of his wine, eyes locked on Hob’s over the rim of his glass, and licks the red droplets from his lower lip as he takes Hob’s hand.
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Hob has him bent over on the bed, bobbing his head on Hob’s cock, before they’ve had the chance to pass more than a few additional words. Dream seems not to need words, anyway. His expression is finally slack and peaceful, neck craning, eyelids fluttering, as he takes Hob’s cock down, down, down, Hob’s grip tight in his hair. He hasn’t lost any of his skill in these intervening years, apparently. Or his enjoyment of it.
“Yeah, that’s it, darling,” Hob praises, thrusting up into his mouth. “Good. You’re so perfect at this.”
Dream whines, the vibration traveling through Hob’s body, reaching awkwardly around himself to press needy fingers to his own hole.
“I’ll do right by you, darling, don’t worry, come here.” Hob pulls Dream off and hefts him up, sitting back so he can settle Dream in his lap. “Don’t worry, love.”
Dream looks down at him with wide, dark eyes, breathing hard, mouth open and wet. He swallows, says, voice thready, “I need you in me.”
Hob’s heart thumps, hard. It hurts. “I know.”
Dream pushes his cheek into Hob’s temple, lips smearing saliva over his skin, clutching so tight at Hob’s shoulders it hurts. “Hob.”
“Shhh.” Hob holds him close as he works him open, Dream crying out and clutching at him with each touch. God, Hob remembers what he was like. He really hasn’t changed at all.
When he finally sinks Dream down onto his cock, Dream lets out a long moan, then goes slack again as he shivers. Hob tries to breathe evenly and stay still, letting him adjust, no matter how good it feels to be buried in him again.
“It has been too long,” Dream says, when his breathing’s evened out.
“Didn’t have tons of adventures on all of your travels?”
Dream shakes his head. “Not the same.”
It’s not the same. No one Hob’s hooked up with in the intervening years has been the same, either. No one else makes this feeling rear up in him, like he would do anything for the man in his arms, like he would dash himself to pieces just to have him. It might not be a good feeling but Hob wants it nonetheless.
He doesn’t say all that. He says, “It’s not, no one takes me like you do, I’ve missed how gorgeous you are bouncing on my cock, missed how perfect it feels to fill you.”
“Yes,” Dream says. “It’s so good. I missed that. Please, Hob.”
Hob hefts him in his lap, bouncing Dream on his cock. Dream cries out, holding to him tight. “Yes—!”
Fuck, he feels good. He’s so pliant and wanting, need burning in his fingertips and his wet panting breaths by Hob’s ears. Hob would give him anything in the world.
“Came back just for this, didn’t you?” he says. “Didn’t you?”
“Yes, yes— I missed— oh, Hob!” This as Hob nails his prostate, Dream wailing and clutching at him. Yes. Hob remembers exactly how it feels to make him feel like that. God, it’s everything to make him feel like that.
“More,” Dream begs. “More, harder.”
Hob will give him more. More and more until he’s full up on it, until it’s enough for him to feel satisfied, enough for him to cease his wanderings and stay.
He fucks Dream harder until Dream’s reduced to incoherent wailing, throwing himself into Hob’s touch like to feel nothing and everything is a relief. And Hob feels everything, too: the tight heat of Dream’s body, the dig of his fingertips, his wet panting breaths—and more than anything, the overwhelming want. He wants Dream. He has always wanted Dream.
Dream comes first, pushed over the edge with Hob’s hands on his waist and his cock rubbing over Hob’s belly. He cries out, and then wraps his arms around Hob’s shoulders, holding tight as Hob chases his own completion in his body.
Hob closes his eyes as he comes, just floating in the feeling of having Dream around him. He’s missed that so much. He’s missed Dream so much, in these years he’s been left behind.
He doesn’t realize how emotional he’s gotten about it until he feels Dream’s fingertips tracing over his cheeks, wiping away tears.
“Sorry,” Hob says, voice choked, holding Dream close even as he gently slips from his body.
Dream strokes his hair. “Perhaps I ought to go,” he says quietly, but makes no move to get up. “I fear I am being unfair to you.”
“I’m the one that told you to come back. Wanted you to.” Even if it just breaks his heart all over again, when Dream decides he still isn’t happy, and can’t stay.
“Even so.”
Still he doesn’t move to get up. Hob runs his hands up and down his back, just feeling him.
“I don’t know how you do it,” Dream continues some time later, still stroking Hob’s hair. Hob’s long since buried his face in Dream’s shoulder. “How you. Can feel content.”
Hob barks a laugh. “You think I’m content?”
“Are you not?”
“I don’t know, Dream.” Content to be here, in London, maybe, to not need to uproot himself, chasing some nebulous sense of better, but content? While knowing Dream was out there somewhere?
“My mistake,” Dream says. He rests his cheek on top of Hob’s head. “Perhaps there is no contentment, then.”
That makes Hob laugh for real. He finally lifts his head, looking Dream in the eye. “You’re the most dramatic bitch I’ve ever met. ‘There’s no such thing as contentment'? Dream.”
Dream smiles, then leans in to kiss him. Hob sighs into the brush of his lips. There is such thing as contentment, he thinks.
“What if I don’t leave this time,” Dream says, when their lips part.
“You mean it?”
Dream nods, forehead leaning against Hob’s. “I am. Tired. And this. Is the first moment I have not felt fatigued in longer than I can remember.”
“I’ll have to tire you out better, then.”
“Hob.”
“I’m kidding you, love.” Really, all of Hob is leaping in cautious joy. Could Dream truly mean it? “I want you to stay. Let’s get cleaned up, yeah?”
Dream nods, and lets Hob help him up. They make their joint way to the bathroom, where Hob pulls Dream into the shower with him, and they hold each other close under the warm spray, and Dream washes Hob’s hair with careful focus, mindful of tugging it. Afterwards Hob gives Dream some pajamas to borrow, for all of Dream’s things are still in his hotel room. Dream cuddles up to him in bed, hesitant at first, until Hob opens his arms and assures him of his welcome.
The feeling of Dream laying his head down on Hob’s chest is heavenly. It’s dangerous. But it’s so good.
"I'm sorry," Dream murmurs, into the dark.
“For what? Leaving? You don’t have to be. It’s your life.”
“I don’t know quite what for,” says Dream. “I feel I am wavering about and dragging you along with me.”
“Maybe I want to be dragged along.”
Dream lifts his head to give him a look. “Precisely,” he says, and Hob feels skewered. Seen in his pathetic wanting. Like if he had more self-respect, he’d hold his inconsistent friend at a distance, not invite Dream right back in to break his heart again.
Dream’s decision to leave the first time wasn’t even about Hob. They weren’t really together, more on again, off again, falling into each other and then away. “Friends with benefits.” Only Hob had always cared more about the ‘friends’ than the ‘benefits.’ Maybe if he had made it clearer, Dream would have stayed.
Maybe he needs to stop making it his fault, when it wasn’t about him.
Only. The fact that it wasn’t about him also means that it was.
“Why didn’t you stay?” he asks, grip tightening around Dream’s shoulders.
“I wasn’t happy,” Dream says. The words feel like a shove to the chest. “I didn’t. I did not know how to fix it. I tried to leave. Then I tried to leave again. Only. You can’t leave yourself.”
“What makes it different this time?”
If London— if Hob— didn’t make him happy before—
“Maybe nothing,” Dream admits, quietly, still lying on Hob’s chest. “Maybe it was a futile chase from the start. And I should give up trying.”
“Dream—"
Dream plows on, as if he needs to get it all out. “I called you because. I was staring out at the ocean. I felt nothing. But I thought, ‘Hob would like it.’ And when I showed you, that did make me happy. For a moment. And when I told you how I felt… that made me happy, too.”
Hob wants to say something, but his throat is too tight. God, Dream always finds new ways to break his heart.
“I think that maybe contentment is not… for me,” Dream adds, fingertips stroking lightly up and down Hob’s side. “But the closest I've felt, in fleeting moments, is when I am with you.”
“Dream…” this time it comes out as barely a breath. “My love.”
“Still?”
“Yeah. Always.” Maybe Hob doesn’t have very good self-preservation. But it’s Dream. It’s always been Dream.
“For me as well,” Dream says, and Hob lets out a long, heavy breath.
“Now you’ve got to show me Rhodes in person,” he teases, to break some of the heaviness in the air.
Dream’s smile curves against his skin. “You will like it.”
“I’m sure.”
“I think I will like it more with you there,” Dream adds.
“Yeah?” Hob says.
“Mmhm.”
“I think you just want to ogle me on a beach.”
“If I’m to be in a beautiful place, I ought to have a beautiful man as well,” Dream says. The feeling of his rare smile still pressed to Hob's chest is devastating.
“Completes the picture?” Hob asks, chest tight.
“Yes.” Dream wraps his arms around him and cuddles in close. “I believe it does.”
#i was thinking about the phrase 'wherever you go there you are'#dreamling#my writing#nsft#in university dream was like 'do you want to have an emotionally devastating situationship with me?' and hob was like 'yesss 😍'#and now they're here XD#Dream shouldve just gone to Therapy instead of Los Angeles the first time round honestly 😂#god they're both awful at communicating in this verse 😂 once hob stops deflecting his serious feelings with jokes itll all be over
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The fact that Utahime was absent for a chunk of the story then comes back by blessing Gojo with the ability to use a 200% Hollow Purple which successfully damaged Sukuna
Like she was just the nice teacher of the other school and the person we saw Gojo comedically rag on whenever they were together
Gojo calling her weak and not having her ability shown to the viewers
Her getting rescued in the past by Gojo and Geto who both belittle her
Probably made us not expect much
Then boom
200% HOLLOW PURPLE COMBO????
That's mother
#jjk#jujutsu kaisen#utahime iori#sidrabbles#i love when goofy loser characters get this insane power move revealed when they're serious#utahime my queen#i say loser character as in gojo and gege both poke fun at her running and screaming everywhere#i think its cute i love her
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How it feels being a ShigaDeku shipper in this fandom. Why is everyone so mean? 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
#tomudeku#shigadeku#meme made by lineli#i think?#mha discourse#shipping discourse#twilla speaks#twilla yaps in the tags#when people say 'ewwww gross you ship shigadeku don't you know izuku is a minor like what is wrong with you'#i'm like....... tell me you aren't being serious right now#literally almost EVERY popular ship in this fandom#is between two people who are canonically MINORS#but by default that DOES NOT MEAN you ship them AS MINORS or make content where they're underage?????#majority of shippers either age characters up or down or just write about their ships long after they're both adults#we cannot make assumptions about someone's character based on a FICTIONAL ship#just because a character is a certain way IN THE CANON#does not mean that shippers are writing them that way in their fan content? it's so weird to even assume that.....
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If nothing else Koenma is a Kuwabara stan and I'm right there with him o7 (I need to write the kuwameshi fic that goes with this fr)
#maybe one day i'll write that au i have sitting in my head#ever since the comment he made about making kuwa spirit detective instead ive been thinking about it#like...what if yusuke is still recruited same as canon but like#kuwa was already spirit detective? doing assignments for the guys upstairs and all#and they made yusuke help him after his resurrection instead of going solo#and it's hilarious because they still have the ''rivalry'' set in place so it's like#now i gotta be coworkers with this guy i was in a fist fight with last week?#yusuke is like you can't be serious you want me to fight DEMONS with the guy who cant even beat ME? lmaooo okay#kuwa would be more in tune with his powers atp in this au and super offended like hello#why would i use my reiki on a FELLOW HUMAN CHILD you DICK i can hold my own on my assignments just fine#but he's actually really excited to be able to spend time with yusuke doing something besides getting his ass handed to him#they're both genkai's students (she's endlessly annoyed but they grow on her)#i just think it'd be fun cos like#it'd be harder to exclude kazuma from shit if he's literally been involved in this shit before he even met#kurama and hiei#kuwabara isn't really told about yusuke's resurrection so things go mostly the same up til he's brought back#they're both called to koenma's office and it's the spiderman pointing meme 💀#it's koenma's first time seeing kuwa in person as he usually just sends assignments with botan#yusuke has already seen him cos of the resurrection arc#and koenma is SUCH a fanboy ''kuwabara it's such a pleasure. you know you're my best worker 🥺''#''um urameshi am i seeing things or is that a fuckin baby'' yusuke will NOT stop laughing#it fucks koenma up so bad he makes sure he's in his adult form when he's around kuwa next#cos he wants to be the respected boss but also guy that you can chill with!! he's so cringe#okay yeah i need to write this it's such a fun concept#kuwameshi#yu yu hakusho#kuwabara kazuma#yusuke urameshi#koenma
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Who is the best TARDIS team?
TOURNAMENT MASTERPOST
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12, Clara, Missy
Imagine the 3 worst people you know, who are simultaneously exactly the same and completely different. The epitome of the "Wow These People Are So Weird, Thank God I'm the Normal One" meme. Now imagine putting them together in a box and shaking it around. It's so funny, I love them
#top team: semis#come on 2 jamie zoe#i love 12 clara missy i do#but 2 jamie zoe are the all time greats#they all vibe with eachother so hard#nobody does it like them#im so serious#they're all having so much fun the whole time#im sure nobody needs to be told about the 2 jamie dynamic#but i love 2 zoe so so much#they're both running away from societies they hate#that were way to rigid for them#i mean everyone in zoes first story thought she was cold and unfeeling#a walking talking calculator#she thinks that of herself but she isn't that at all#i mean she clearly loves doing all the maths and science#she and the doctor vibe about it so hard#and jamie and zoe#peak sibling energy#i mean the idea jamie doesn't remember zoe is abhorrent#at least they both get one memory of the doctor and zoe one memory of jamie#sorry okay i think im getting of track#fuck the war games for real#i mean amazing television but heartbreaking ending#anyway vote season 6
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every single day i think about the influence touya would have had on shouto as an older brother.
he has to take him everywhere he goes, so they're always jamming to the same hardcore music in touya's shitty car. shouto, obviously, develops a taste for the same bands, same songs. shouto is also in the ride-along to buy cigarettes and beer at midnight, and touya threatens his whole entire life if he tells rei, but shouto would never because he likes going too much.
shouto 100% would attempt to kick the ass of anyone that talked shit to his brother. little string bean, doesn't matter, this little boy is throwing HANDS for touya, and touya very much has the attitude of "no one can fuck with my little brother but me". whenever shouto gets in trouble for doing something he shouldn't be doing, touya is always taking the fall for him, no questions asked. shouto lies for touya like it's second nature.
shouto wants an earring because of touya, and touya probably GIVES the piercing to him, which makes enji blow a gasket. touya learns to play the drums and then shouto wants to, too — though he ends up being better than touya and touya promptly quits after that. touya teaches him to drive. shouto gets drunk for the first time with touya BECAUSE touya wants to be there to take care of him. they hate each other, they get into fist fights all the time, rolling around the house as fuyumi screams at both of them. they're best friends. they understand each other more than anyone else ever could.
#they're partners in crime#they fight CONSTANTLY especially at home#shouto makes a face at touya and flips him off and it's SO TOUYA. like SUCH ATTITUDE#touya will sit next to rei at dinner all 'mom what the fuck is wrong with your shitty kid' and — he's scolded for cussing — but#rei is like. are you serious rn. he's exactly like you#which they both VEHEMENTLY DISAGREE WITH#touya pretends to throw up violently at the accusation and shouto twists his little face up like that's the worst thing he's ever heard#and then later they're both playing a video game together ajfbduskak#like they are such BROTHERS#natsuo is there too but i think he's so inbetween them both that he wants to be his own person#shouto is young enough to be influenced by EVERYTHING touya does#and touya is like 😒😒😒 you're so goddamn annoying 😒😒😒😒 are you coming with me to the store or what 😒😒😒😒#peeling my skin off i want this so much :)#screaming with my mouth closed :)#i dont even know what to tag this skgbsiakqk#✿ willow writes#✿ thoughts: dabi/touya
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— ‘หมดมุก’ (Jokester) 🌹 Aou Thanaboon and Boom Tharatorn
WeAreForeverinJapan DAY1 vs. DAY2 ✩✮✩✮
#aouboom#aou thanaboon#boom tharatorn#we are the series#we are cast#lana.gifs#aouboom.gifs#THE LIL KISS NOTICE THE LIL KISS WHILE THEY'RE LEAVING BOTH TIMES#these vids were impossible to color but also had to make gifs for my audience so we can be insane all 6 of us together#now i'll calm down waiting for today's content and go back to my long serious gifset like a good girl
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"Louis acting like a pimp to Armand" And what is a pimp exactly? Quickly. And, oh so sexual trauma survivors can't engage in kink now without it being all about that? Pet names? They can't be submissive anymore? Consensually? Sexually healthy? Be serious. I'd hardly say there's much power difference between them during all this anyway, except that Louis is freer than Armand and it's been putting a strain on their relationship. Louis wants more from Armand, and less of this 'being his past' for them both, and so helping Armand with this could fix that. It's healthy to want to help your partners get out of a rough patch?
I mean, the whole exchange was very clearly set up as a "I want to help you" after such a great moment of vulnerability Louis feels just how much Armand is desperate for it. Louis called Armand so they could work out a plan together.
And the bit with the umbrella was Louis' way of asking 'are you willing to listen to me?' and Armand said yes by unfolding it. Louis goes on and explains, Armand is allowed to argue against it, but Louis makes his point. And then he gives Armand a way to make his own choice in it too. Armand's already decided 'I want you, more than anything else in the world', but Louis still asks after if he's sure of his choice, and with a name, Arun, that is the one of his fullest agency, running the point home. Honoring the situation Armand calls Louis Maitre - as a way of being like 'I'll do as you've said then'. To make this work he's going to have to give Louis some of the control, yes. But it's the first time such a role is ever established, and it was his choice to do it. So so what if they do it in a very suggestive way? They can't like doing that? I think it's them having fun.
I struggle to find how Louis is being overly domineering here when really he's giving and offering Armand the most agency he's ever had. Same with finding it manipulative. The manipulation was more earlier in the episode I think, when he was stringing him along, giving mixed signals. He's no longer toying with him like that. Louis might be pushing Armand, leading him on to make a decision, but he doesn't mean bad by it.
But back to this pimp thing. I find it frankly offensive that this is where people are going with this. I get it, but to run with it being the case is, on many levels, wrong.
Louis told us episode 1 this was the only sustainable line of work to support his family and keep their standing, at the time. It was never his choice to be doing this either but his blackness allowed no other options. He did what he did so his family could stay in that house and maintain all their same comforts. It gave him privileges most black men didn't have at the time that he wanted to maintain and even have more of. Anyway, it doesn't and had never defined him the way 'being good at running things' had. And in that case he just likes having that kind of control where he can get it, which makes sense.
The world is what placed that kind of role onto him of what he was allowed to be able to run, not himself. And on that he actually treated the sex workers he employed well and respected them enough to give them more opportunity.** He recognizes they don't have much in the way of options either.
Louis employed sex workers, yes, but he didn't subject them to abuse, (like how Armand was)*. He didn't oversee things in a way that would go against their consent (see; episode 1 again)**. Sometimes a job is just a job. And Sex work is work.
Armand's particular past with sexual abuses may strike a particular cord with Louis, given all that, but the very last thing either is thinking is that Louis' pimping Armand out here. This is merely their decision as companions, and had nothing to do with adding another line in a laundry list of selling Armands body out to people at the command of someone else. Armand rescinds some of his control to Louis' wishes, because he wants him, and he trusts him, that's all.
If you aren't allowing Armand that choice, and are doubtful it's fully his, you're putting him right back in the box of being defined by his abuses. Putting him back into that space where he isn't given any agency over what he does. (Which is exactly opposite of what the intent of this scene is for)*.
*: (edit) added for clarity.
**: (strike through) numerous people are saying I'm misremembering these points so disregard it. (Thought he was siding with Bricks, it was the other way around). (Technically one aspect of those opportunities were for getting around the law). I don't have a perfect memory, it happens. Let's not get mad about it. Doesn't change much of the point which is that Louis, now, Louis then, was always considering more about the running things and for stated purposes. So I guess I'd say he may only have respected the SWers enough sometimes for what allowed him to do that, and there are moments he certainly expressed remorse over the fact, but he has a great deal higher respect for Armand that is genuine. It's incomparable. Please read my added notes in the tags, it should address most other concerns.
#amc iwtv#iwtv spoilers#iwtv season 2#Loumand#louis du pointe du lac#armand#interview with the vampire#IWTV#Many people are ranting about this but I'm throwing my hat in too#signed someone who went through csa and is close friends with many swers#long rant#noticing spelling errors in this after posting ffff#added note: I'm not saying armand and louis dynamic is without it's flaws or that louis was somehow without his exploitation and faults#while he was a pimp#as a pimp though he certainly wasn't going about it in the same way as what had happened in the brothel or with marius#I more so say that their very actions are of a healthier dynamic than that this is true even if they themselves are not exactly so#all for nuanced and messed up relationships that run everywhere in this show#But I still don't see it as that specific dynamic I wouldn't call it that there's just an amount of that dominence at play#neither want to be tethered to the roles they've been playing previously and they aren't entirely different for it but#are still arriving to this idea of needing something new to define themselves by and something they both want#they're exploring with this companionship that they're still trying to get a feel for#we as an audience might know they never do fully work their shit out and so are doomed but they don't at that point#last thing I guess is that I am not here to start shit it's fictional and not that serious 4 me 2 care enough 2 go after any1#not individually no#These are just my thoughts#I heavily caution using this idea of it being like the pimp 'jumped out' or whatever for reasons above#and its racist implications as others have said more bluntly (I've implied it)
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"The Mighty Nein, that's what they call themselves." "Are there nine of them?" "N-No..." Lucien nodded stiffly. "Ridiculous name." "I said they were dangerous, I never said they were smart."
There were so many great parts in The Nine Eyes of Lucien, but this one might be my favorite.
#critical role#the nine eyes of lucien#lucien tavelle#mighty nein#m9#idk what all to tag welp#but I love cree so much. 'they're idiots sir'#I'm picturing lucien having a deep contemplative serious face while going 'wow what a pack of losers'#ok but they're ur losers <3#aaaaa the book was so good!!!! I'm emotionall!!!#I'm tempted to post my other fave bit (where brev teases him over his billowy blouses- you know the one)#but idk if tumblr will have a fit about the wording yknow#maddie liveblogs critical role#maddie liveblogs cr2#idk which liveblog tag to use so I'm using both welp
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