#catch feelings you nerds

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“ you're good to me, you know. really good. “

i wrote about my weirdo ocs. behold, touch-starved and one came back wrong.

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Emmett is never sure how his body reacts. Cerebral palsy means that everything is almost too much. A stranger bangs their shoulder against him in a grocery store. The sudden noise of a car alarm near the campus. Touching down on an uneven step for the stairs. Everything goes tight, the crackle of a surprise sending his nerves on the edge.

Even from family, physical touch is a conundrum. It's something Emmett craves and is desperately afraid of.

But this? Rosu's head on his shoulder, with cemetery dirt and blood still crusted under their fingernails… Dragging Rosu out of the grave had felt impossible, but Emmett knew the importance of holding him tight. An arm casually draped over his shoulders as they walked to class, fingers knotted together as one leads the other out of an old mausoleum. Touch has remained their constant since the fated day in the corn maze.

Emmett sighs into Rosu's damp hair, absentmindedly stroking his shoulder. The fear is still there, but he thinks, You came back. You came back to me.

"You're good to me, you know. Really good," Rosu says suddenly.

His eyes are pewter gray beneath the dull lights of the bathroom. His features no longer carry the inhuman sharpness from the cemetery. It's enough to make whatever has cracked inside Emmett's chest open wider. His nerves dance on the edge of excitement.

There's no need to say anything.

One way or another, Andrei Rosu always returns.

[screwpinecaprice]

When your boyrfren is a morning person.

(Idk if Connie's not a morning person, but it'd be funny if she isn't.)

Connie doodles (and a Steven!)

[crybaby-bkg]

Bakugou likes to remind you to breathe whenever you two have sex. It can get so overwhelming for you—the pleasure, the intensity, the intimacy, the eye contact that he never lets you lose. It’s a connected feeling, when you’re at the height of it all, the precipice of climaxing.

“Hey, hey, eyes on me, baby,” he’ll whisper to you, tapping your cheeks once, twice, gently to gain your attention. Your eyes flutter open, rolling once before they settle on his, whining when you catch a carmine gaze, filled only with a type of passion and adoration that it makes your hole clench around him.

“Breathe through it, will you do that for me, baby? Huh?” He talks to you like you’re some airhead and, in a sense, you guess you are at the moment. Only able to gasp, mouth dropping open for his tongue to swipe the inside of it, hands pawing at his shoulders and nape.

“Cmon, baby, breathe with me. Gonna make you feel so good,” he promises, watches how your eyebrows screw up, how your eyes struggle to stay open.

You’ve always had the bad habit of holding your breath when you orgasm, and Bakugou’s heard somewhere that breathing through it makes the feeling all the more powerful. And he’s been doing it with you ever since—pressing his chest to yours, his mouth against your own, his breath in, your breath out.

When you cum, you remember to suck in your deep breaths, eyes hopelessly rolling to the back of your head as you shake and tremble all over. Bakugou praises you the whole time though, groaning and whispering about how good you did for him, how tight you are, how you listen so, so well.

His own breath stutters as he follows you, toes curled against the mattress as his breath slows until his balls finally unclench and he can relax into your body. You’re both boneless in seconds, and you figure the mess can wait until you gain feeling back in your body again.

[agir1ukn0w]

I'm sorry but I just do not subscribe to the opinion that the hunger games movies were in any way bad or that they "butchered" the characters or themes that suzanne so meticulously and lovingly created, because a) she was always a constant presence in the creation of those movies and the directors/producers were very respectful and mindful of the differences between her books and what they could actually implement in a visual medium that would make sense and propel the story forward in a way that made sense in their interviews, and b) even though the movies definitely don't show all of the thematic nuances of the books, and although they do gloss over/erase a lot of the ways that the games affect katniss and peeta (namely his disability/her loss of hearing), and while the movies are quite preoccupied with the visual aesthetic and streamlining the story for a wider audience, they do still contain the heart and soul of the books and, to me, the creators seemed fiercely protective of suzanne's core vision. also fuck you they're just amazingly well-shot, well-written, and well-acted films, including the mockingjay movies, and i will die on this hill

[i-dreamed-i-had-a-son]

“because he never accepts that it's never been about righteousness--it's about repentance.” except javert killing himself IS repentance.

well, it’s like 12 different things, because bro had gone days without sleeping and very little food and water and he already had low self-worth and kept asking the amis to kill him and just assumed he was going to die AND THEN valjean upended his understanding of the world and morality. he was really going through it & there are a lot of overlapping reasons for why he jumps into the seine.

but javert is like Number One Most Responsible guy in the whole story. taking responsibility is his Thing (forever bitter the musical doesn’t include the punish me monsieur le maire scene). how else, in his derailment, could he atone for his conceived misdeeds other than by handing in his resignation to god? in the brick he had already left a note urging his superiors to treat convicts at toulon better, which is another step in his repentance (and another crime the musical commits by not including it). jumping into the seine was another step.

honestly a lot of ppl who like the book think the musical was dead wrong to exclude him from the big heaven group sing, because it COMPLETELY undermines the themes of forgiveness and compassion threaded throughout les mis. like the musical was simply wrong lol.

This is helpful context! I am still finishing the brick, although I have fully read the abridged version, and that detail about the letter wasn't included, so I didn't know that occurred! (And thank you for the message--this is a long response but I'd love to hear more of your thoughts!)

I agree that Javert is certainly deeply distraught and remorseful; like you mentioned, his worldview is literally falling apart, and his actions reflect his mental state. But his death isn't really repentance--in the sense that it's not what God would have wanted. To me it reads like a Judas situation: a desperate realization of a huge mistake, and doing the only thing you think can make it right, namely, ending it all. That's the just punishment for someone so wrong, isn't it?

But true repentance, meaning the repentance that the Lord desires, is about changing your ways, not "paying a price." Had Javert really understood the beauty of Valjean's mercy (an image of Christ's, just as the bishop's undeserved mercy was to Valjean himself), rather than killing himself, he would have lived to also become "an honest man"--in heart. One who could forgive and understand forgiveness, for himself as well as others. One who could recognize that he is not The Law, that he can fall, but that he can also be "brought to the light." One who could accept that men like Valjean, and men like himself, CAN change, and be changed.

It's tragic to me because so much of "Stars," and his character in the book as well as the musical, is about wanting to be righteous, to rise above his birth and the sinfulness he associates it with. It's about wanting to please the Lord by his actions. But in his end, he shows he never understood what God really wanted from him, and that's where my original phrase comes in: not righteousness, but repentance. To live, and face the man you were, knowing it's no longer the man you are. That it's never been about what you've done or can do, but about what's been done for you. That's the Gospel that he could never fully accept.

To use another example you mentioned, that misunderstanding drives why he asks the Mayor (Valjean) to punish him--in his worldview, mercy is unjust, or at the very least, unfair. Evil must be punished; "those who fall like Lucifer fell" receive "the sword." But "as it is written," God "desires mercy, not sacrifice" (Matthew 9:13). God would have wanted Javert to live, and Javert couldn't see that, and that's why it's devastating to me. In his misunderstanding of the heart of God, he misses what would have set him free from the chains of sin he's always been trying to escape.

That's why he's contrasted with Valjean, who (though he carries guilt about his past till the end of his life) is eventually able to face it and confess what he had done to those he loves. He knew there was mercy to be found, if only it was asked for. Javert was too blinded by pride and shame to realize it, and so, while broken, he never was able to truly repent.

For that, you must go on.

[todayisafridaynight]

no ones ever gonna understand how much i love daigo doin this stupid shit after dissolving the tojo

[renabe4life]

Is... it really you?

[enobariasteeth]

Jason Todd is my baby girl, he’s never done anything wrong ever

[skeletalheartattack]

Trick or Treat?

-From Steve the Skeleton

take a hit off this shit steve. treat yourself.

[azufres]

got accepted into a math class (into two, actually). I will write a THANK YOUUU note to my professor tomorrow morning. and I won’t forget.

[blujayonthewing]

just remembered the time I was lamenting on twitter about not having bug friends anymore and my ex replied ':('

darlin. you live in pennsylvania. I meant friends I can actually hang out and catch bugs with

[kavehater]

Alhaitham and I’s dynamic is one sided academic rivalry you can’t convince me otherwise

[i-dreamed-i-had-a-son]

Ok y'all it's time to join the party (very late) on my latest deep obsession, which THIS TIME I am going to allow myself to pursue instead of killing the joy (because of how intense it can get) and share with you!!

And that obsession is Epic: The Musical.

Holy smokes man this thing has remolded my brain, it just somehow hits all of those things which I desperately love in media

Firstly. The music is absolutely exquisite. And not even in the ways you'd normally think! Like--there's such wonderfully detailed soundscaping! The musical follows Odysseus on his journey home, and the songs themselves contain beautifully done effects that basically make the listening experience into a movie in your head. Monsters, crashing oceans, the underworld itself--and not only is this included in non-muscial sound design, it's incorporated into the music itself. The realm of the wind gods uses flutes as the main instrument--because it's a WIND instrument I'm losing my mind

PLUS there's the additional elements of musical "Easter eggs," thematic connections, leitmotifs, instrumentation identification, musical callbacks and even foreshadowing like come ONNNNN it's so well done

All of this with the added bonus that the songs, while cohesive, do not all sound the same, and do not feel like normal musical theater songs. They are the perfect mix between modern music, orchestral arrangements, and a musical theater jam, because they are 1. SUPER great to belt along to, 2. Very much linked together (as explained above) and 3. Very unlike the standard, vocal-focused empty pop sound we're used to (theater) while keeping the innovative, ear-wormy, modern (pop) beat that often feels out of place in theater!

And lyrically this musical is super strong. I spent a ton more time on the music (and will likely write more at length later) because that is what got me obsessed with it, but there's also much to praise lyrically! Unlike most modern "non-theater" musicals, while you can tell at places that it has been influenced by (the ever-present) Lin-Manuel Miranda, it feels authentically unique and independent. So many songs have genuinely profound lines (check out Just a Man, the second song in the saga) and the pop elements never lend themselves to empty repetition. Everything sung or said has a purpose, which I am obsessed with. Yes king go off give us everything

Finally (for now) there's just the genuine love that the creator(s) have for this musical. Jay Rivera-Herrans is the brain behind it (he wrote the entire musical over several years) and like...just look at what he shares about it on his Instagram. He gets so EXCITED!! And not like PR excitement, this is like legit "I'm making silly noises because I can't contain myself" excitement!!! He reminds me of me in that sense because he has SO much love and passion for what he does and the nuance in it and the people who enjoy his work, and he shares that in an unfiltered, real, authentic way, and we need to see more of that in the world.

Anyway, if you haven't heard of it and are now interested, it's pretty easy to catch up--there are 5 of the 9 sagas out right now, but only half of the songs, and Spotify has a playlist or two that has them all in order. It's only an hour and eight minutes worth of listening and I have just listened to it through twice in two days; it really does not get old. And then if you go to Jay's Instagram the rabbit hole is deep!! And he explains a lot of the lore and symbolism and intentionality/Easter eggs in the musical!! I went through all of the content he posted, pretty much...

So there's my official hawking of Epic (if only I had gotten in on this earlier!! The "Get in the Water" song that was trending a while ago?? That's from this!!) and you should go listen to it!!!!

[cloudbattrolls]

Jamie’s favorite thing is when people look at him and assume “awkward nerd” and goes on to prove only one of those things is true

[husbo-venus]

one (1) convo into talking with a tinder man and need someone to restrain me from saying "you're already my husband in my head"

[chiscaralight]

fratboy!gojo who can't take his eyes off of you. geto is basically shouting his name before he snaps out of his trance. you're the most adorable thing! your big framed glasses and large sweater just make him want to devour you whole.

he can't get you out of his head even if another gorgeous girl is in front of him! he's rolling his eyes and pushing her head away from his crotch before he makes his way out of the bathroom. she's not interesting enough. but he can feel his cock twitch at the thought of you getting on your knees like that.

fratboy!gojo who can't believe he's pumping his cock. he could literally get someone to suck him off within 3 minutes if he wanted. so why is it he's not interested in anyone doing that except you?

nerd!reader who almost jumps out of their seat when gojo sits right beside them in their shared class. what the hell? what is he doing here? you're skeptical the entire time, especially when he strikes up a conversation. his smooth voice and boyish charm should be enough to ease your spirits, but you're not from the same crowd! whats with the sudden interest?

this continues for weeks. even months! youve long forgotten the suspicions you've had, even tugging at his heart just a bit when you smile that adorable smile and wave him over in the quad. its a little weird to see as a bystander, when did this happen, and why did it happen?

and hes surprised when you text him if he wants to come over and hang out. even with how close you've gotten, he's never really seen you outside of school! but he accepts nonetheless.

fratboy!gojo who cant get his eyes of the exposed skin of your thighs. he feels like a victorian man seeing an ankle for the first time, because he realizes this is the first time he's seen you with such little clothing! your shirt is small and light, highlighting the curve of your waist and those perfect tits he just wants to cup into his hands. he's staring so much that he doesn't realized your own eyes are trained on his adomen, the way that compression shirt highlights how broad his shoulders are, and how those grey sweatpants do nothing to hide his huge length.

you clear your throat and wander off to the kitchen to get some water. you ask if he wants anything, but his short 'no' sounds far and distant, because he's concentrating on the sway of your hips as you walk away.

fratboy!gojo who rests his head on your lap when you come back. he's trying to concentrate on the show that's playing, but the skin of your thighs is so warm, he doesn't even know when he starts to kiss them! its your squirming that brings him back, and he's quick to apologize, saying he doesn't know what's come over him. he's about to draw his head back, but you push him right back down. you're avoiding his gaze, but you're softly telling him to keep going.

it's how he ends up eating you out! tongue rolling languidly over your clit as those long fingers curl inside your cunt. you sound a mess, room noisy with your cute whimpers and the wet sound of his palm slapping against your cunt. and as much as you'd love to make a mess all over his face, you're pushing him off, telling him you're not ready to cum yet.

and he sits up. so you take the opportunity to push him onto his back, tugging at his drawstring so he can let his cock free. and holy shit, he's huge.

you have to consicosly catch your spit in your mouth when you sink down his entire length. you can feel every pulse, every throb. he asks if you're okay and you can only nod, all the words hooking in your throat as you start to move. his hands instinctively find your hips, but you're more than capable of holding your own like this.

fratboy!gojo who can't begin to understand how he was surviving without you this whole time. you're so gorgeous, perfectly bouncing on him, taking him so well as you whine out his name, fingers digging into his shoulders when he drags your tank top down to expose those tits he's been dying to see. he's quick to send a hand to your back, dragging your front down to press into his face.

don't think he didn't notice your hips slow down just because he's trying to suffocate himself in your chest. you've done a good job so far, so hell start thrusting up to help you out! and he's much more violent than you were because each heavy thrust has you crying out, twitching hard as he brushes against your most sensitive spots. trying to move away does nothing, as his inhumane grip will keep you right in place as he has his way with you, groaning as you clench around him, body shaking from your hard-hitting orgasm.

and he moans at the feeling, almost seeing stars from how your release is rolling around him. it’s insane almost how quickly he is to switch your positions, knocking the wind out of your lungs as he positions himself just right.

he’s going to ruin you so bad.