#don’t worry about it

[artistcaptainbendy]

I made a new OC! His a private detective who main face is grumpy. He was human once but after he was pushed into some goop by a murder suspect, his rage and determination not only kept him alive but gave him a new body and now he’s back to find the suspect and maybe take a vacation afterwards

[anthonycrowley]

i only speak the truth. unless i’m lying. or doing a bit. hope this helps.

[revlischarm]

I don’t know what they were expecting.

[spottedgardeneelstan]

couldn’t be anything else

[holographic-mars]

Losers flirting

[ricky-mortis]

I had to do it- it was just too silly not to

Original under the cut :)

[miauiz]

sillies

[gremlin-pattie]

babe are you ok? you’ve been almost exclusively listening to will wood lately

[marchingatmidnight]

Something I wanna poke at in this fic is that Neil has, courtesy of Nathan, by far the most mob connections and importance out of the three characters currently indebted to the Moriyamas.

Kevin has no connection to the main family until Neil gives him one. He always has been and had the events of the series not taken place, always would be connected to the second branch. Yes, Riko “owned” him, but even Riko is small potatoes to the main family and they kill him relatively easily all things considered.

And Jean has said himself how insignificant his family was to the Moriyamas. How easily their debt was paid with their child. He’s more main branch than Kevin, even considering that, but he’s always been insignificant collateral damage and he knows it.

But Neil. Neil was supposed to be given to Tetsuji because the Butcher was never supposed to have a son. Because the Butcher having an heir is an actual threat to the Moriyamas. Because Nathan was a big deal. Nathan basically did their bidding in return for a wide swathe of power of his own, with the knowledge that it was all because of and for the Moriyamas and it would return to the Moriyamas upon his death. Nathan having a son to inherit that power is the only actual threat any of the characters in All For The Game have to the Moriyamas.

And we see it when Stuart invades Nathan’s house. I’m sure Stuart wanted to do that years before but couldn’t while Kengo was in charge and he had to wait until Kengo was about to die and Ichirou was about to take over. It took Ichirou deciding that it wasn’t worth risking Stuart’s power against him, especially considering the FBI involvement and that Nathan had made all his deals with Kengo rather than him so who knows where that power would actually end up with both of them dead. Stuart and Neil could have pulled that ring of power to them rather than the Feds if Ichirou hadn’t made a deal with them.

And now Neil is a product of both of those incredibly powerful families: the Hatfords and the Moriyama’s main branch’s attack dog. Kevin’s mom’s relationship to Tetsuji and Jean’s parent’s debt means nothing compared to that. So interesting.

Neil’s deal is less about the money he owes the Moriyamas and more about the criminal power he could accumulate if wanted to move against the Moriyamas. But Kevin’s and Jean’s deal are all about the money.

And Neil, the little shit, fucking knows it by the end of the series. He doesn’t at the beginning, assumes Kevin and then Jean are the more important Moriyama chess pieces, up until he’s kidnapped by Nathan and then is rescued by Stuart, and Ichirou proves it by killing Riko. And you see it when he talks to Ichirou both times, and when he comes to see Jean in the Sunshine Court: he might be playing happily as a pawn, but he’s also the pawn that can put the King in check if he wants. And he knows it.

[evanoshiix]

Everybody’s favourite Cupid

Honestly I just needed to set down the visual differences between his two designs I’ll be so fr

[noodles-and-tea]

Hello! Do you have any art from Silver Blaze? I’d love to see Sherlock on John’s shoulders ruffling his hair 🥰

Had to wait a week for the second episode to come out to get context but gosh that scENe KILLED ME

[pattydia]

imagine searching up the kyle gallner tag because you watched dinner in america and all the posts are like “i need to jerk off into his open mouth then commit murder/suicide”

[magicratfingers]

the very important sitting in a hole at dusk looking at bugs and planes

[wrathofrats]

Yeah and what if I made aether into a butch lesbian what would we do then huh

[ilikebobcuts642]

Happy Halloween idfk

[ariseur]

sephiroth felt your hands grip the sheets, stirring in your sleep as you tossed and turned. he blinked the remaining sleep left in his eyes, adjusting to the darkness of the room as he finally felt you jolt up.

a hand flew to cover your mouth in a weak attempt to hush your ragged breathing. it was like barbed wire coated your throat as you tried to keep your sobs in, a flow of hot tears beginning to stream down your cheeks.

you knew he was awake, he always was a light sleeper. and with that knowledge, you draped your arm over his as he laid on his side— and you pressed a chaste kiss to his shoulder, now bare in the comfort of his bed rather than being armor clad like usual.

he can feel your eyelashes flutter against his arm while you press soft kisses against his skin, your hushed hiccups breaking the silence of the room. every broken sigh you let out to try and regulate your breathing made sephiroth’s heart pain even more, a sharp pain in his chest as he resisted the urge to sit up.

your gaze fell on his face, mako eyes standing out against the darkness of your bedroom as they turned to look at you, silver hair framing his face. he said nothing, merely reaching his hands towards yours and interlacing your fingers in a gentle grip. you cherished the moments where you did not feel leather on his skin, but instead the softness of his own hands.

and when you reached for his face in the dark, free hand stained with tears and the guilt of your own sorrow, a wave washed over both of your bodies. it’s hard to accept love when all you’ve known is hate, but that’s okay. he eased into your touch the same way your voice lured him into your web of a loving embrace, taking him into your arms as you whispered promises and affections soon to be fulfilled. all the memories you two shared were half-yours, because in this life, it’s a loop. and a loop is a circle, meaning there are two halves. half of this love came from you, too.

and that made sephiroth tear up a bit, knowing you just want to help people even as you’re crying yourself. in the morning he won’t ask you why you cried, he won’t ask about the nightmares you had and the terrible things you’ve faced on your lonesome. instead, he’ll wrap you into his arms the same way you did for him, and he’ll hold you for as long as you need. you’re okay with that, you thought, as your shoulders heaved with sobs that had yet to hit your ears, only focusing on your sephiroth’s heartbeat while you rested on his chest, reveling in the feeling of the familiar calloused hand that came to rest upon the back of your head.