#clean thoughts: none

[cononeillbreastingboobily]

What happens when you don't eat cake and they give you a big sword and a green sock

[complementaryhalves]

was it necessary to sit like that i wonder.

[sunflowertoonz]

Maidtana

“I will cleanse the world from evil.”

I do not half ass my maid drawings guys. Whenever people are afraid i have to promise that i intend to cook and they WILL serve

Maidphighters masterpost

This was partially inspired by art i saw at the end of a hypertana fic once I’ll link it when i get home

[spencereid]

this might sound shitty and/or insane but i can’t wait until enough time has passed to actually get more solid answers on the psychological impact of not only covid but like, really living at all in the last 5-10 years

like we all joke about how we’re tired of living through unprecedented times but like seriously. what is that looking like generationally when you take a step back, in comparison to other generations

like yes of course other generations have lived through their own unprecedented times and it’s not to downplay any horrible things that have happened in history but specifically, now we have unfettered access to atrocity. it exists in our pockets and is broadcasted and i am so deeply fascinated by how that difference changes the psychological impact

[getyinyusedtoit]

though it's not an entirely accurate statement and the metaphor isn't a perfect one by a long shot, the phrase "the sun rises in the east and sets in the west" absolutely consumes me whenever i think about fengqing. even moreso when you consider that south doesn't always mean down directionally, but is often used as a descriptor or synonym for down. so you have feng xin (east), mu qing (west), and the southern territory they share and preside over (the point beneath them, the horizon that the sun crests over and sets beneath).

sunrise and sunset are unmatched in their power and beauty and it's hard to say which one people love more. sometimes the dawn gains a few more hours while the dusk loses some and vice versa, but both will always be present without fail. sunrise bursts over the horizon and brings with it an invigorating heat and sunset paints the sky in vibrant hues that leave you filled with warmth and steady peace.

while they may be two very different people, i do often see them as being so very similar to one another where it matters most and it's why their specific brand of misunderstanding trips them up so badly. it's also the reason why, in spite of mutual misunderstanding, them being appointed the joint gods of the same region WORKS. they have always had a symbiotic relationship out of duty, yes, but duty alone didn't create the type of understandings they are still able to have despite not fully seeing eye to eye. they are literally two halves of the sun, bright and blazing.

[jaethecreator]

the little line where you can see his muffin top… the curve of his tummy… clutching my pearls so bad right now because of him

[potatobugz]

do you think the mess in oshiros hotel is meant to signify that hes been letting his problems pile up until its become too overwhelming to handle.

im thinking about the fact that he's definitely the one who's been making the mess but he doesn't even realize it. he ignores the clutter until it becomes too hard to ignore you know? like when it starts actively blocking the way to the presidential suite. he insists that he and his staff will handle it and that madeline shouldn't clean up his own mess, but he still doesn't do anything about it. does he know that the staff is gone? that it's just him there?

mr oshiro is so hell bent on impressing madeline so that she'll stay in his hotel. he's so in denial of everything. he doesn't even realize he's dead, he still thinks his hotel never got shut down. I think his insistence on her staying is bc he really wants to believe that the hotel is open, and a costumer would affirm that belief. it could also maybe be a mixture of loneliness too. (also, him treating her as a costumer even after she says no is absolutely him being in denial. that man is very unhealthily attached to this hotel,)

and even though it was nice of madeline to clean it up, there's still parts of the hotel she can't fix. the plumbing. the windows. the, hole in the ceiling (oops.) she's not qualified to help him, and that's why I think the chapter ends on a bit of a sour note. madeline is of course not a bad person for wanting to help, the point is that she can't. it is unfortunate but true

anyways mr oshiro is a very good character i like him a regular amount. im normal about that old man

[softerhaze]

how did i spend the afternoon on my mental health day?? well....u see...

[birdmenmanga]

weughh,,, exhausting...

[drop--pop--candy]

ough my god my mother is the only person on the planet that can go back on her word and then say I'M the one who's saying things that aren't true

[good-beanswrites]

A little comedy drabble for @kyanako5972 in return for their very impressive musical skills! (The Jailbreak mix wouldn't have fit together without ya👍) Fuuta gets his hands on some slime... They've done some art for it here :3

[I couldn't think of something funny enough, but insert broadway bootleg Milgram Slime Tutorial joke here]

Fuuta was open-minded. Of course he was. He was the most open-minded guy here. He knew that vengeance could come in many shapes. Sometimes it took the form of beautiful, poetic violence. Sometimes it was cutting words and a grand victory. And other times, it appeared as sticky craft slime. You just had to have an open mind to see it.

Not everyone was in as receptive of a mood. 

“A-are you sure it’s not a, a toy?” Haruka asked.

“It’s not.”

“B-but,” he pointed, “it’s --”

“No! It’s a weapon.”

“I don’t know if you know what a weapon is…” Amane looked down at the table. “You couldn’t have requested something a bit more… sharp?”

“Eh!? This is a pri-son. Like they’re gonna give me something like that. I’ve got to take matters into my own hands.”

To prove his point, he picked up his creation. The color wasn’t as flashy as the others’, but it held the perfect consistency for what he needed. It had taken some time to formulate the perfect plan of attack. There were rules he had to work around, after all. (No matter how open-minded he was, rules were rules.) There was a no-violence ban. Fuuta had already tested that one -- several times, actually -- and was sure he couldn’t get around it. Their requests were monitored, and it wasn’t as if he could go and order weapons. And then, even if he did get his hands on something truly dangerous, the original ban would stop him from using it. That left him with only one option.

“It’s definitely a toy. The others are playing with it.” It was true, Haruka, Muu and Yuno had their own colorful creations. Amane herself hadn’t grabbed any, though she sat with her eyes glued hungrily on the others’ projects. Her interest in it wasn’t helping Fuuta’s case.

“Exactly, it’s the perfect disguise! They’ll never see it coming.”

“There’s nothing to see coming…”

Muu poked at hers. “Look~ Mine’s cute and pink, see? I’m even going to add some glitter when Haruka’s finished with it.”

“I-I Uh, I think I added too much… sorry…” Haruka’s slime had lost all appealing texture, turned into a clumpy, sparkling mess.

Fuuta heaved the loudest sigh he could manage, but the others continued paying him no mind. He was doing this for them, shouldn’t they care? Es had slapped Haruka during his interrogation, for god’s sake! That was child abuse! Yuno was only a year older and returned from her interrogation with complaints of violence! And Fuuta --! Well, he actually hadn’t experienced any of that, but that didn’t matter. No hero of justice would let all that go unpunished. 

His moment came quicker than expected. He’d planned on ambushing Es coming in or out of their room, but they surprised everyone by coming into the common area. It was fate.

“I heard you all were playing with some crafts in here.”

Amane glanced at Fuuta. He shot her a look back that meant “don’t say a single word.” His exaggerated expression only drew Es’ attention.

“Something to say, prisoner three?”

“Yeah!” He wound up his arm. 

He had an open mind, but not necessarily a quick one. With more time, he could have come up with a righteous cry, something along the lines of: “this is for Haruka and Yuno, you damned scoundrel!” Or even: “meet your judgment, tyrant!”

But as the slime came careening toward’s Es’ face, the only thing he managed was, “fuck you!”

Splat.

The common room fell silent. Fuuta froze. The slime had hit its mark perfectly. It hit Es squarely on the side of the head. It splattered onto their hat. A good deal had tangled itself in their hair. It oozed toward their shoulder, clumps falling onto the uniform. As they tried to wipe it from their face, the material clung to their gloves, getting stuck between their fingers. 

Their eyes moved slowly from their ruined clothes to Fuuta’s still outstretched hand, to his face. “I see.”

They turned on their heel and left.

“That’ll teach ya!” He called out, a moment too late after they’d gone. He turned to Amane, who was watching with a mix of amusement and disappointment. “There’s no way that stuff’s washing out easy. Maybe they’ll have to put on a spare uniform in the meantime.” 

“You shouldn’t have made them so mad,” she said.

“Pah! What’s the brat gonna do? Name me guilty over it?”

[seiwas]

breathe (taylor swift) is also so satosugu idk what else to say

[aurorangen]

Sometimes they finish early being marine biologists, so Bryce and Tane help out other fields in beach conservation, like cleaning up the volcano eruption from last time 🌋

[seventh-district]

it's always something. PLEASE can i just go One single day without there being Something

[screamsofanoutlawbrain]

ANOTHER SILLY WTDW AU!!! LETS GO!!

Basically Ben and Alyssa (Pop and Glory) get released from the freezer through a series of unfortunate events (their animatronic bodies are basically lifeless husks), and regaining their memories. After being released, the two are forced to work at the facility as janitors, and are one of the few workers to work nightshifts (They barely interact with the animatronics, it's always a weird experience.)

Both of them hate it, but are basically being held at gunpoint to stay at this job. Also the building collapsed again and the virus came back, angst ensues.

[icy-book]

Have you guys ever considered,,,, terrick- (is dragged off stage and beaten to death by my followers are mutuals who have all had to consider it like 50 times now)