#but like. after mayday hes just even weirder looking

[flame-cat]

inspirations for how i draw eiffel, in no particular order:

shaggy. like scooby doo

my roommate

zack valenti

one particular artist's version of reigen arataka (it's @sandflakedraws )

myself

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

Why Didn't Peter Mentor Gwen?

Back at it again with my biweekly anti-Peter B hate post :) 💗 I'm full of rage - MEDIUM length post

If Peter wanted to be a mentor so badly I don't understand why he didn't just mentor Gwen.

Like... Logically speaking there had to be a time where Gwen DIDN'T know Hobie yet and was staying on Campus.

And we already know he was in the Society when she got there - cause he was there to see Gabbie die.

Like he's always talking about wanting to be a mentor.

And then Gwen pulls up to HQ homeless, emotionally wrecked, and in need of a mentor and suddenly he's like 'You got this one Jess 😃'

'I know I literally know Gwen almost as much as I know Miles and I know you're 8 1/2 months pregnant but you got this one Jess'

Like I don't understand 😭😭 the WHOLE movie that's all he talks about wanting to be a mentor so so badly and how sad it makes him that he can't be a Good Mentor

meanwhile Gwen is literally standing there homeless in need of a mentor ten thousand times more than Miles

Why not just mentor her????? She's literally right there

Like.... Do you only wanna mentor Miles or..

And I've heard people say he couldn't have mentored or housed her because he just had MayDay and like-

Bullshit.

Cause there are hundreds of millions of families that somehow can raise a baby and a teenager at the same time.

That's not even a difficult feat. That's not even uncommon???? 😭 Chances are a lot of our parents did the exact same thing - looking after a baby and a fairly independent teenager isn't that bizarre

And also - Peter can go home and put down MayDay.

Jessica can't go home and take off her pregnant stomach. If anything, Jessica would be the one MORE busy and more in needing of rest.

Yet Peter still left it to her.

But sure let Peter walk around in a robe while Jessica gotta play backup for Miguel - must black women do everything in this house.

And even if we say that Jessica is there because she wants to be, which she probably is, EVENTUALLY she's gonna have to take off to have her baby. That's inevitable.

So... What were they gonna do with Gwen then???? Wouldn't it make sense to give it to Peter, knowing Jess is probably gonna be on a short or extended leave soon....

And then there's the excuse that Gwen might not have wanted Peter as a mentor, which ????? Cause what makes you think she'd want a random stranger to be her mentor or a random stranger to try to befriend her or house her.

Gwen won't even talk to her own friends. Chances are Hobie had to do MONUMENTAL work to get Gwen to open up.

So it's not like Gwen just chose to run to people who weren't Peter. Jessica and Hobie most likely would have had to approach Gwen purposefully to build those relationships with her.

Which Peter could have done as well. But he didn't.

Jessica wasn't even running and eager to mentor Gwen, but she still did her best and gave it her all.

Meanwhile Peter B is crying and whining the whole movie about how much he missed Miles and he wants to be a good mentor and father

Meanwhile there is a homeless teenager he personally knows in need of a mentor and he pretends he does not see it

Okay dude. Sure. You totally wanna be a mentor for the purpose of helping kids. Yeah sure, you totally aren't doing this for your own self validation bro.

I even heard someone say 'Yeah well Peter only knew Gwen one day at this point-'

umm umm umm

THE SAME IS TRUE FOR MILES??!!! Which makes this WEIRDER!!!

He's known Gwen and Miles for about the same time, and have shared a lot of the same experiences together but Peter only seems to be interested in mentoring or helping out Miles.

Is that not bizarre?????

Like realistically speaking - Hobie did not meet Gwen day one. Or maybe even week one.

There had to be period in time where - at first - only Miguel, Jess, and Lyla know about Gwen.

And we see that Peter and Miguel are together a lot -or comfortable around each other. So it's not like Peter wouldn't know that Gwen is there now.

So like ??????

Peter were the fuck were you between the dates of Gwen arriving and Hobie meeting her?

That shit not adding up.

Peter wants to be father of the year with his daughter but he be having his daughter in the face of Miguel, who lost his own daughter, and be ignoring Gwen who lost her own father.

Like, dude read the mfing room!!!!

If Peter really wanted to be a mentor he would've begged Miguel to help Gwen.

Instead he wanna monologue about his goddamn baby. Don't nobody wanna hear about your baby.

Matter of fact Hobie should adopt your baby too. Give him MayDay. You don't deserve no children. Actually Hobie runs a foster home now sorry. Rename her to MayDay Brown. It sounds better anyway.

Buti will never understand it

Like how the whole movie he's crying about being a good mentor and letting down Miles meanwhile I'm here like .. gwen,.. gwens crying peter. turn around shes literally about to cry maybe you should Do Something

ESPECIALLY since Gwen needs EMOTIONAL mentoring, not TECHNICAL mentoring.

She's been Spiderwoman years. She does not need Jessica's mentoring style. She needs someone who is going to make an effort to connect with her emotionally despite her difficulties opening up.

But I guess that someone wasn't Peter!!!!!

'I wanna be a good mentor'

Well you're not trying hard enough. You might not even be trying at all. What is Miguel paying you for. He better not be paying you 😭😭

Idk what the hell they're gonna do with Peter in BTSV cause idc what he says or does every time he comes on screen im gonna be looking at him like

'die. sacrifice yourself. dive under the rubble. save gwens life. your only value to me is the relief i will feel seeing you die.'

You don't know how much it bothers me knowing that I have to rewatch this series with him as a character in it. It's like having a shit stain on your wedding dress.

Mentor. Mentor my ass. Hobie is a better mentor to Gwen AND Miles. The dude who speaks in rhymes and riddles can somehow open Gwens Pandora's box of emotional trauma meanwhile Peter b Parker 'forgets' he's wearing a tracking watch.

I am on a war path against this man. I will not be silenced

[kimistorm]

Tomato Face [Nathaniel x f! Reader]

Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug

Pairing: Nathaniel x F!reader

Warnings: None

AN: Experimental epistolary writing!

Dear Diary.

Nathaniel Kurtzberg is the prettiest boy I have ever met, and nobody can convince me otherwise. Not even Adrien Agreste. He is also an insanely talented artist. Even if he doesn’t believe he is. And...he just happens to be the one person in the entire school who stole my heart. He is just, so wonderful to be around. He’s so sweet and kind. Okay, so I’m crushing on him. So what? It’s not like he likes me. He never could. Could he? No, stop, stop getting your hopes up. Why would he like me? I’m just, normal. I don’t run a famous blog about Ladybug like Alya. I’m not loved by everyone in the school like Marinette. I’m not sweet and adorable like Mylène. I’m not rich like Chloe. Okay, maybe not the best comparison. I wouldn’t want to be like Chloe. I’m not an artist like Alix. Yeah, those two would get together. Both of them are artists. They’d do art together. Me? Well, I just like to vegetate and binge watch Netflix and YouTube. Maybe I could become a superhero! Like Ladybug and Chat Noir! Maybe then I’d have something interesting in my life. I’d be able to practically fly around Paris saving people. People would love me! I’d be a hero! But then...what if I didn’t have the time to watch all of Jacksepticeye’s videos? That’d be so bad! Miss Bustier told us to read Le Petite Prince and to compare that to the movie. Ugh. I don’t want to do this. It’s a book for children! Well, I’m going to binge My Hero Academia.

(y/n)

To: This notebook that is definitely not my diary,

(y/n) is really nice. Pretty. Wonderful. Kind. Lovely. What is a crush? Is it normal to get butterflies in your stomach whenever you walk by a person? Why is my face always red whenever I’m near (y/n)? Why is it that I want her to notice me, but at the same time, I don’t want her to notice me because what if she sees me doing something weird and concludes that I am weird? Is it weird that I want to draw her? But what if she notices me staring at her? That’d be so awkward. It’s not like when I draw Ladybug. I don’t have to stare at Ladybug to draw her. I can just look at a picture, but with (y/n)...what if I took a picture of her? Then used that as reference? No, that’s even weirder. Then I just have a random picture of her on my phone. What if she sees? She’d definitely think I was a weirdo. Maybe Alix would know the answer to all of these questions. She’s a girl. No, that’s a bad idea. I don’t think Alix has a crush on anybody. She wouldn’t know. Why is human interaction so hard? It’s not like a drawing where you can plan out what happens and if you make a mistake you can erase it and it’s gone. Is this a crush? Is this what they call loving someone? But who wouldn’t like (y/n)? She’s got a beautiful smile. She’s very pretty. She’s very nice and kind to everyone. She’s almost like an angel. Oh….

Nathaniel

To: This notebook that is definitely not my diary,

Mayday! Mayday! I told Alix about my feelings for (y/n), I don’t know why I did it. It just happened. We were talking and it just-AH! Good news, Alix didn’t laugh at me. Bad new, Alix called me “whipped.” She said that I’m totally head over heels for her and that I should tell her how I feel, but how am I supposed to do that? I’m nowhere near (y/n) in the day. It’s always been from afar. Watching. Oh no that sounds like I’m a stalker! She definitely thinks I’m a weirdo now! She’s some ethereal being, no way I could approach her. Maybe I could talk to one of her friends. Yeah, that would work. But, if I’m near one of her friends, what if I accidentally spill how much I’m in love with (y/n) and they tell her and then she thinks I’m a weirdo! Maybe I’ll get Alix to talk to her. But then, what if she thinks I’m a jerk because I don’t even talk to her? What if she thinks that I think that I’m too good for her? No way, she’s way out of my league. There’s no way she could like someone like me.

Nathaniel

Dear Diary,

What if I cosplayed Bakugou? Maybe then I would get off of my butt and do something. Nathaniel has been acting weird lately. Not that I’m stalking him or anything. He’s just been avoiding me, and I’m pretty sure he’s consciously doing that. Since we passed each other in the hall today and when I said hi, he turned around and walked the other direction without saying anything. Did I do something wrong? It hurts. Here I am, harboring this insane crush on him, and he’s ignoring my presence. I need to get over him. There’s no way he could like someone like me.

(y/n)

TO: THIS NOTEBOOK THAT IS DEFINITELY NOT MY DIARY,

THIS IS BAD THIS IS BAD THIS IS REALLY REALLY BAD. FOR SOME REASON, AND I HAVE NO IDEA WHY, NINO GOT ME COFFEE THIS MORNING. BUT I DON’T DRINK COFFEE. AND SO THIS ENTIRE DAY I’VE BEEN AMPED UP. I COULDN’T EVEN DRAW ANYTHING I WAS SHAKING SO MUCH. IF THIS IS WHAT CAFFEINE DOES TO ME I DON’T NEED IT. THEN, AT THE END OF THE DAY, I SOMEHOW HAD THE COURAGE TO GO TALK TO (Y/N). FACE TO FACE. WHO IS THIS PERSON? I DON’T DO THAT. WAS THIS COFFEE SPIKED WITH ADRENALINE OR SOMETHING? BUT THAT DIDN’T HAPPEN! I WAS WALKING OVER TO HER, AND CHLOE SUDDENLY APPEARS OUT OF NOWHERE AND I TRIPPED. I DON’T KNOW WHAT I TRIPPED OVER BUT THE NEXT THING I KNOW MY LIPS ARE SMASHED AGAINST CHLOE’S LIPS AND (Y/N) SAW! WAIT, NOT JUST (Y/N). EVERYONE. EVERYONE. EVERYONE. EVERYONE IN THE ENTIRE SCHOOL SAW! IT WAS ON THE FRONT STEPS! OF COURSE EVERYONE IN THE ENTIRE SCHOOL SAW! AND YOU KNOW WHAT I DID? I RAN. OBVIOUSLY I RAN! I NEEDED TO GET OUT OF THAT SITUATION! IT WAS SO EMBARRASSING! I DON’T EVEN LIKE CHLOE! WHAT DO I DO?

NATHANIEL

Dear Diary,

Well. Today was just peachy. I saw Nathaniel on the front steps of the school practically eating Chloe’s face, and, well, my heart shattered. I didn’t think Nathaniel was that bold. Tomorrow everyone’s going to know how the two of them are dating. I knew I shouldn’t have gotten my hopes up.

(y/n)

“H-hey, (y/n).” You looked up to see Nathaniel awkwardly approaching you.

You tried to brace your heart, “h-hi.”

“So, you uh, I’m sure you did, you saw the uh, thing that happened on the, uh, front steps yesterday.”

“Yeah.” You answered carefully. The boy in front of you was avoiding your gaze, and it made you wary.

“That was all, uh, a mistake. Yeah, a mistake. I don’t like Chloe. At all. It was, I, I don’t even know. One moment I was, I was, trying to talk to, to you, and then she was there, and then I tripped, and then I was kissing her.” He stammered, “not that I wanted to!” he then shouted in a panicked fashion. “It was an accident.”

“Why are you telling me?” you asked carefully. Your heart was starting to rise in anticipation, but you shook your head. You weren’t going to get your hopes up again.

“BecauseIwantedtoaskyoutogoonadatewithme.” He mumbled under his breath.

“W-what?” did he just say what you thought he said.

“I was on the front steps of the building that day becauseIwantedtoaskyoutogoonadatewithme!” he shouted.

“I…what?” you still couldn’t understand what he was trying to say.

He took a deep breath and asked the floor, “do you want to go on a date?”

Your heart soared, “that thing with Chloe, it was all just an accident?” you asked shyly.

“Yeah.” He murmured, and your heart pieced itself back together.

“H-hey, Nathaniel.”

“Hm?” he asked and looked up from the floor to you.

“I’d love to go on a date with you,” you replied happily and leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his lips that left the two of you blushing redder than Nathaniel’s hair.

“Ugh!” a voice shouted from the end of the hall and the two of you whipped around to see Chloe standing angrily. “I can’t believe you two still got together! Even after yesterday!”

“Way to ruin the moment.” Nathaniel muttered.

“Come on, let’s go.” You took his hand and the two of you walked away from Chloe.

To: This notebook that is definitely not my diary,

She loves me! She’s not mad at me. She doesn’t think I’m weird. We’re going to go on a date together. Nothing could get me down. Cloud 9. I think that’s what it’s called. I’m on Cloud 9.

Nathaniel.

Dear Diary,

Today was fantastic. Yesterday was all just a misunderstanding. It was just Chloe being Chloe. But he likes me. He actually likes me! We’re going to go on a date together! Today is a wonderful day.

(y/n)

“Do I look good?” Nathaniel asked worriedly as he looked at Adrien and Nino. Alix was busy at a skating competition, but she sent him best of luck.

“‘Course you do!” Nino smiled.

“Maybe I should change jackets.” Nathaniel worriedly looked at himself in the mirror. He was wearing his normal purple pants, a white button-up, and his normal gray jacket. “It’s too normal.”

“If you were wearing something fancier, it’d look like you were going to prom.” Nino blurted out, but Adrien elbowed him, “I mean! You look great already!”

“There’s no need to get too fancied up,” Adrien smiled, “now come on, if you don’t get going, you might be late to pick her up.”

“Oh no!” Nathaniel panicked.

“Hey, don’t panic,” Adrien told him soothingly, “look, you’ve got your phone, you’ve got your wallet, you’re good to go. You’ll make it with time to spare.”

Nathaniel took a deep breath, “thanks guys.”

“No problem. Now go!” Nino shooed Nathaniel.

[fascinatedhelix]

How does Ghost feel about the other caretakers?

Let’s see....

Ghost tends to be kind of apathetic about people they don’t know super well. They have opinions, sure, but none of them are super strong unless they spend more time with them, even if the person’s first impression is really strong.

Ghost looks at DJSS with a sort of dull annoyance similar to how they feel about Zote. He’s got an overinflated sense of self importance, he talks at length about total nonsense, and his ego has no real support in reality. His music’s fine, but his attitude sours it.

Ghost has no idea what to feel about Sayu. She’s just way too much of something they’ve never seen before, and they don’t know if the emotions she invokes are positive or negative. For such a cute creature, Ghost doesn’t really understand cuteness.

Ghost likes Yinu; she’s nice to their sibling, she’s got no issue with their silence, and after the fight she has her own sort of respect for them. Similar applies to Yinu’s mom. They’re about as normal as Ghost’s normal is.

Ghost isn’t too keen on 1010. They find their mannerisms kind of gross and weird, like just about any prepubescent child reacts to flirting, and their whole schtick as robots low key reminds them of the purpose of vessels and they really don’t like getting existential when beating people up. Neon J’s less viscerally upsetting to them, despite his lack of a face, since he’s very clearly a person with feelings, and he’s actually pretty neat (Ghost respects earned rank).

Ghost thinks Eve’s weird, but not much weirder than most humans. They get art less than Mayday does, but Eve isn’t quite as harsh about it with them because they’re clearly too young to get it.

Ghost is mystified by Tatiana, if only because she works completely differently from the people they’ve met before. Ghost’s met plant people, and humans, but they’ve never met a fire person before. They’re curious, and when Ghost gets curious, they start prodding, whether it’s with a nail or a finger poke.

[skyblue-ringpops]

Terrible Things ~ A Oneshot

So I originally wrote this as a Glee oneshot, if you’d rather read that, here’s a link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27639821 (it’s the same story, just different names)

This is inspired by the song Terrible Things by Mayday Parade, here’s a link to the song:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bllr63yMszw

Oneshot below!

I'm only telling you this because life can do terrible things.

From the moment Henry saw Morris, he knew he'd found his soulmate. That one true love he'd been searching his entire life for. He knew it was unrealistic - everyone wanted love so badly they'd make it up, even if it wasn't real. But he knew this wasn't just a fantasy, this was real.

He remembered a story his mother had told him many times. A bittersweet one, one that had him smiling at the beginning but crying by the end.

"By the time I was your age, I'd give anything, to fall in love truly was all I could think. That's when I met your father, the boy of my dreams, the most beautiful man that I'd ever seen."

Henry was sitting beside Morris. It was so hard to focus on anything besides him, but he loved every second of it. Any time he spent with Morris was time well spent.

Eventually, Morris looked up at Henry and said, "Can I tell you a wonderful thing?" He smiled a bit, and Henry noticed the look in his eyes, a look of both love and excitement. "I can't help but notice you're staring at me. I know I shouldn't say this, but I really believe... I can tell by your eyes that you're in love with me."

Henry blushed and immediately looked away. It was true, of course, and he believed Morris felt the same way, but he couldn't help but be embarrassed by his feelings. He nodded softly, knowing there was no point in denying how he felt.

"I love you too," Morris said. "So much."

Henry was happy about that, but also a little scared. And not for the reasons most people would be scared of a new love. He thought back to the story his mother had told him, specifically the phrase he'd repeat multiple times throughout: "Now son, I'm only telling you this because life can do terrible things."

Henry loved every second he spent with Morris. They were always together, almost inseparable. Choosing a favorite moment was nearly impossible, but there was one that stood out.

It had been a long night. Henry was tired, but somehow, Morris didn't seem to be. They had been at a party at a friend's house and Henry was taking Morris back to his house. They were walking to the car, Henry holding  up a drunk Morris. After walking a few feet, Morris stopped and looked up at the sky. It was nighttime, so the sky was filled with stars. It was beautiful, but rather than looking up at the sky, he looked at Morris, admiring the fascination in his eyes and his slight smile. "You like the stars?" he asked.

Morris nodded. "Yeah. It's so weird, like... All those stars, they're so far away, but they're so...big... So it's like they're right there..."

Henry laughed a bit. "Yes, that's very weird."

"Y'know what's even weirder?" Morris turned to face Henry. "Aren't they all dead? But they're still there, and we still see them... Like they're not even gone."

Henry nodded. "Time to go, okay?" He brought Morris to the car and helped him into the back seat, then drove them home with tears in his eyes.

A few years passed, and the two never stopped loving each other. They'd each found their soulmate, the person they were meant to be with, the missing piece in their lives that nothing else could fill. As Henry’s mother said about his father, "Love was a story that couldn't compare."

The day finally came for Morris to propose. Henry knew it was coming, but that didn't make it any less special. He knelt in front of Henry and said, "Can I tell you a wonderful thing? I made you a present with paper and string." He took a small box out of his pocket, wrapped neatly in brown paper and tied together with a white string. Henry smiled when he saw it. Boxes like that were special to him, his mother had mentioned several times that her wedding ring was wrapped up in that exact way, and Henry was happily surprised to see that Morris remembered him bringing it up. Morris handed Henry the box. "Open with care now, I'm asking you please." Henry carefully removed the string and unwrapped the paper and as he opened the box, Morris said, "You know that I love you, will you marry me?"

As soon as Henry said yes, Morris pulled him into a tight hug, then kissed him with more passion than ever before.

Henry couldn't stop thinking of the parallels between his love story and that of his parents. He knew what came after the proposal.

"Now son, I'm only telling you this because life can do terrible things. You'll learn one day, and I hope and I pray that God shows you differently."

The wedding was beautiful. It was everything Henry had imagined, and had exceeded his expectations greatly. He'd never been happier. And their love only grew stronger from there.

Everything was going perfectly for a few months.

Every day, Henry would come home to Morris waiting by the door, ready to give him a kiss as soon as he came inside. But one day, Morris wasn't there. Henry went into the bedroom and found him laying on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. "Is everything okay?"

Morris sat up a bit and patted the bed next to him. Henry sat beside him, very confused and starting to become concerned. "Can I tell you a terrible thing?" Morris asked. "It seems that I'm sick and I've only got weeks."

Henry slowly stood up, but immediately fell to his knees and cried. Morris wanted to comfort him, but wasn't sure what to do. There was nothing that could make this situation better.

For the weeks following, Henry didn't leave Morris's side. They spent most of their time in bed, since Morris never wanted to get up. One morning, Henry woke up with a strong feeling of dread. This was the day he'd wished would never come.

He would never forget that final moment. He was kneeling beside the bed, running one hand through Morris's hair and holding his hand with the other. He was looking at their hands, he couldn't look at Morris's face without crying.

"Henry," Morris said weakly. "Please don't be sad now..." He closed his eyes. "I really believe...that you were the greatest thing that ever happened to me..."

Henry squeezed his hand tight then closed his eyes as well. He knew the exact moment it happened, when Morris was gone for good, but he denied it for as long as he could. He remembered his mother's warnings:

"Don't fall in love, there's just too much to lose. If you're given the choice, then I beg you to choose to walk away, don't let it get you. I can't bear to see the same happen to you."

Did he wish he listened? He wasn't sure. He treasured every moment spent with Morris, the good and the bad. He'd do whatever he could to remember all of it and spend the rest of his life wishing it wasn't over so soon. He never moved on, that was nearly impossible. And though it was the worst pain he'd ever felt, if he had to choose between feeling like this for the rest of his life but still keeping every memory of Morris, or getting rid of the pain but never having met Morris, he would choose to keep the pain without a doubt. It's too much to lose, but he wouldn't trade his love for anything.