#everyone is so unhinge i love this so much

[thefriendoforatioisdead]

So. I think I really really reaaaally (really) like the fact that Wan feels a little unsettling. Personally there were times where I felt a sort of uneasy shiver at the way she acted with Pleng. You can see that she's walking on a very thin edge between the loveable, devoted Wan we adore and something much scarier. There are moment where I am genuinely worried. Her posessiveness isn't cute, it's absolutely extreme and unhinged. She looks at Pleng with so much love it's almost frightening (I didn't know love could be frightening but truly...The intensity of it in affair makes me feel strange)

She wants to own Pleng, she wants to be in their little world together forever without anybody else. She doesn't love anything besides Pleng, and the truth is she has no life besides Pleng. Her entire personality is and always has been designed for and around Pleng. She would probably go to concerning lengths to achieve her dream of their perfect love.

In that sense, she's exactly like Ek (someone else made a beautiful and very interesting post about how alike they are) who also makes me feel uneasy when he's on screen.

The only difference, but which makes all the difference, is that Wan isn't ALWAYS like that. She loses it and then Pleng brings her back. And Pleng isn't allowing Wan to treat her however she likes. The PRESENCE of Pleng is allowing Wan to think and be reasonable, whereas I think her absence of thirteen years is what made her even more unhinged than she was as a teen (which is a lot to say). Because, to be very clear, as a teen, her behavior was sometimes questionable but it didn't make me feel that uneasy. Those were the seeds, the beginnings of what she'd become.

And usually I hate these types of characters but the thing is that Affair is handling it very well. The narration isn't trying to tell us that their relationship is great and Wan is fantastic. We are supposed to feel like something's wrong, but we can also understand why everything and everyone are the way they are ! They are OWNING the toxicity instead of trying to pass it off as something it's not and they are making it work by balancing it with proofs of a genuine, kind and tender love between Pleng and Wan that, I am sure, will succeed in taking over.

Honestly, I don't know if I'm making sense but to sum it up : I think Affair is handling Wan's behavior really well by making it understandable, yet without excusing it, and balancing it with healthier and cuter moments to make us understand that nonetheless, this love is good for the both of them.

[wanderloveshater]

Two smart guys with 80’s tech can only do so much. It took them years to make the portal, one that breaks down everytime it activates.

For Commander Peepers? He can make a portal in a quarter of that time that’s stable.

It wouldn’t break down and would be able to control the excess energy that emits from it.

Peepers is the perfect pawn for Bill. Socially outcast with a crippling insecurity about his height, the desire to be praised and hold power over others, painfully lonely with a brilliant mind- he mirrors Ford in this way. I believe one of the WOY crew members emphasized him being different from the watchdogs.

It’s so easy for Bill; what do we have here? A smart guy who builds evil planet-destroying devices? Handling complex machinery?

He’s got a high IQ- misguided by his adoration for his stupid leader. The need for approval is crippling. So what can we do? Our little song and dance-

Bill’s experience speaks for itself. It would take very little effort, no questioning or anything- kind of boring, really.

Oh and Peepers has just been WAITING for someone to realize his true potential!

It’s all the same with Ford. He wants to feel special. The way Peepers would cling, claw, ride the high of the teensy bit of praise Hater gave him months ago…it makes Bill laugh. Such a sucker. A mathematically talented genius with more weaknesses than anyone can count.

So here we are, Peepers wants power. He wants respect. He wants to be seen. Bill promises Peepers a sense of social validation- to be adored- and eventually feared by his peers, and in extension, the galaxy. In return, Bill wants a portal- instead of spinning it as a “gateway for infinite knowledge of the universe” he can actually be a little more truthful. He’ll tell Peepers it can be used as an unstoppable weapon of destruction, better than what Major Threat had, better than what Lord Dominator had. The Peepers empire- I mean- The Hater empire would conquer the galaxy. Bill can come into this plane and they’ll rule everyone, side by side, Muse by Painter.

It’s a win win! Come on Peepers! Take the deal! When was the last time you played chess with someone that was actually smart enough to compete against you?

Infatuation: We saw how easy it was for Ford to be a Cipherholic. For many others to be. Peepers would unfortunately fall for his flattery. Under the assumption that Peepers is in love with Hater- (idolization if you wish) this prevents him from fully going evil, betraying everyone at once, I think.

But Peepers does get a little tired here and there putting up with Hater’s stupidity. Everyone’s stupidity, actually.

But Bill?

Bill has a lot of knowledge of the universe and intelligence.

Peepers would feel so intellectually stimulated by their conversations- likely about quantum theories, astrophysics, how stupid everyone is. There’s one thing Peepers has going on instead of Ford. Ford isn’t directly malicious or evil (besides the revenge fantasies), but Peepers is. He’d find Bill’s sadistic humor to be funnier than Ford ever did. Bill likes that.

Planting these seeds in Peeper’s brain- like the portal- Peepers would reach worship levels faster than Ford.

“I want to feel tall.”

“I’ll make you feel tall.”

Possession: This one is funny to think about, Bill’s unhinged behavior is exponential. He uses his charisma to gain social approval with the watchdogs and Hater’s favor in Peepers’ body. He probably wouldn’t have to complete all the calculations that Ford needed help with- really the possession is just so Peepers is more likable.

Bill’s feelings: Peepers was the easiest pawn to entrance. Bill finds this rather boring. There’s nothing to sink his teeth into- nothing to tear. Just a hollow puppet. He isn’t weird enough for Bill to enjoy, he seems rather logical and put together. Sure he’s shorter than everyone but was he born with any extra features that makes him an anomaly? But he’s certainly the most efficient puppet, so he’s gotta keep that going.

Peepers would also catch Fiddleford and Ford’s mistakes with the portal’s code.

Sort of like, “Oh haha, whoever did this code is so stupid, have they considered their calculations would blow up the entire room?!”

Bill being Bill, filled with bitterness, would agree in tandem at first. “Haha YEAH my last guy wasn’t up to par!”

Before uh, Peepers gets carried away and Bill’s own complicated feelings about Ford arise.

“Seriously, have you seen this derivative answer?! A traffic cone could have done better-”

“That’s enough”

Ford: I don’t have a set story/timeline for these two in mind, but I would like to imagine Ford’s reaction. Being unable to stop the vicious cycle repeat chokes him. Warning Peepers and all, oh don’t fall for it, he’ll betray you, promise you a galaxy, yadda yadda…

But Peepers only hears that last part.

“My own galaxy…?”

“Yes, he’ll make you ‘one of them’ and promise ultimate power with no law or restrictions- everything you could dream of- but DO NOT fall for it!”

Peepers falls for it. Or rather embarasses himself- Bill does not care for Peepers in this way. He’d never offer this unless it was for gain, so what does Peepers do? Throw himself to Bill and the Henchmaniacs- pleading to be a part of them. All that results from that is being laughed out of the room. Doesn’t help that he's the shortest.

Peepers doesn’t fit in with the watchdogs, or even the crazy weirdos/freaks.

He is truly alone.

[if-chaos-was-a-boy]

“It will happen”

(also kind of a test run to see if my writing is ok)

TW: angst

I shall tell you a story, it is not sad. Simply unfortunate.

It wasn’t a special day. Wasn’t a fortuitous date where the stars aligned or the gods smiled upon.

“It will happen.”

The words that the fates spoke and the words that were still ringing in Calix’s ears. Everything…no. Everyone he’s met since he arrived at this camp they called home, they would forget him. Have every memory become a whisper, every picture be faded with age, every emotion ghosted.

He had begged the fates, begged and cried until his eyes ran dry and his knees bruised and bled.

“It will happen.”

That is all they would say, and all he would hear. He questioned them again, why why why. Why did this have to happen? Why this way? Why now?

Why him.

The gods had long lost his favor, yet he hadn’t spoken out of turn. Ignorance is for the young and he knew this well. But now? The gods fill him with pure loathing and the fates? He laughs in their face.

He thinks of the ones closest to his heart, the ones who’s apathy would strike hardest.

Oh gods.

Daphne. Ezra. Lilly. Fay. Finley. Serene. Damien. Sk.

The list went on and on and chipped away at his heart. It didn’t hurt. If you’re asking. No. The news had numbed his mind so much that the revelation was more akin to a cold splash of water, with a torturous after effect.

“It will happen”

He would weep, he would break, he would fall. But the one thing emerging was pure, untethered rage. Fury to who?

To the gods? That was a given. To the fates? Of course he was angry. To his friends? They would forget him.

No, the only subject of his anger was himself. For not spending more time with these people. Not doing all the things he wanted to achieve. Not marrying Daphne and Ezra. Not going on that quest with Fay. Not making more people laugh.

Well. Time to face the music.

for “It will happen”

[ooc] eek first proper fic chapter this year. Thanks to @love-lightning-forethought for proofreading.

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[loadingbnha]

This scene, this scene drives me insane on reread.

Tsukauchi KNEW- He ABSOLUTELY KNEW what would happen. He's been friends with Toshinori for 6 years. He is the first personal friend Toshinori makes after recieving his injuries. Of course he knows Toshinori. Of course he went in to talk with Stain before Toshinori. And Stain is anything but subtle so there's no question about what was said there...

Everyone else we see who tries to reach out to Toshinori all say the same thing. Just Live. Be good. Be you. That's enough. Inko, Sir Nigheye, Aizawa. They're trying to get him to live. Which is all well and good, but none of it is what Toshinori wants to hear.

NAOMASA NO DOUBT KNOWS THAT

But Stain- what Stain says isn't a mere "take care of yourself and live" it's "continue to do what makes you-you, and don't let anything stop you. FUCKING CRAWL IF YOU HAVE TO."

THAT. THAT IS WHAT TOSHINORI WANTS.

JUST LOOK AT THIS MAN. THIS. THIS IS WHAT MAKES HIM FEEL ALIVE. Look at how happy he is through all of this, he's completely unhinged and he's loving it.

Stain approved him doing this shit. And that, THAT is what gives Toshinori the motivation to keep going.

WHICH IS EXACTLY WHY TSUKAUCHI DIDN'T WANT THEM TO MEET! Because all it took, was one interaction. Toshinori found his will to live, he found the means to feel again. But that also means, Toshinori is going to be recklessly driven by his own conviction, regardless of how bad it is for him - and NOBODY will be able to convince him that "just living is enough".

Because Stain told him to keep going without regard for set backs, go until dead. Because that is who All Might is. And that is why Stain loves him so freakin' much.

(this is not the face of a guy shocked by the letter. This is the face of guy going "oh. shit. i tried to prevent this." Sorry Tsukauchi... the soulmates united.)

[watcher0033]

Watching NSBU's episode of Be Kind, Rewind easily cured me of my post-work blues, got me discovering attraction over a character archetype killing someone between a door and a brick wall, a maintenance worker totally ripping an inanimate object apart with a knife while exposing a thong, the story animation hands down, and Ally Beardsley.

[larsnicklas]

#TJ1K The character, the type of person he is, I think he makes everyone in this room a better person, a better player. He's a true warrior. He hasn't taken a shift off in his entire career. - LONGTIME TEAMMATE TOM WILSON ON TJ OSHIE

[milkbreadtoast]

looking back at the yjh webtoon screencaps i have saved and giggling... hes so cute... moe... my pookie ^___^ 🥰🥰 poor little meow meow woof woo- *eliminated where i stand*

also these poses are sooooo... 꺄아악🖤🫣🫣🫣🫣

[shannonsketches]

Every time I talk to a DB fan who doesn't know or doesn't agree that the whole franchise is an adventure comedy first and an action series second I feel insane but then I find an old Toriyama interview,

You made some comedic scenes where you have minor villains Pilaf & co. appear; how did you come up with a balance between laughs and fierce battles? Do you pay attention to the difference between comedy and battle in making a work “entertaining”?

I believe that, when you combine comedy and serious battles, both of them might come alive even more. As for me personally, though, I much prefer drawing dumb jokes to battle scenes.

as a bonus, every time I'm like 'idk I didn't really like most of the DBZ movies prior to Yo Son Goku and Friends Return and BotG,' and get the 'whAAaaT they're so gOOD' (from my brother, tbh askdjs) but they all seemed really Action-Drama and About the Fight Scenes and I'm like 'meh kinda boring tbh' I get to gaze upon,

In the latest movie, Toriyama-san, you participated in the production from the scriptwriting stage for the first time. What is the reason for that? Was there anything you noticed in coming face-to-face with the work after so long?

I was told about a project for Dragon Ball in its first animated film in a long while, and I read the story outline; while the beings “Beerus, God of Destruction” and “Super Saiyan God” (which goes above Super Saiyan) were interesting, the themes were heavy, and I felt that the world was a bit different from Dragon Ball. Rather than telling them about this or that problematic spot, I thought it would be faster if I just wrote it out concretely, and while I had intended just to give them a model―”for example”―my hand wouldn’t stop, and ultimately, I ended up writing almost everything, including the dialogue. I am reflecting on the fact that I did something terribly rude to the scriptwriter.

Akira "It was bad so I fixed it, oops" Toriyama, Absolute Legend

[zellk]

Not quite done with this lil doodle but I gotta share bg3 Lana's girlfriends...

[mochiajclayne]

"If I die, we both die, Sasuke."

Definitely lots of layers going on to which I interpret as:

Naruto knows he doesn't want to exist in a world without Sasuke. His resolve is clear: he'd bear the burden of Sasuke's hatred and die together with him. He doesn't want to die like a loser but he doesn't want to die as the hero that killed his friend to protect the village, either. This is a blatant rejection of what Hashirama did when he fought against Madara. Naruto chooses Sasuke above all else. If Sasuke dies (literally) and Naruto lives, he would spend the rest of his days devoid of his driving force, even the prospect of becoming hokage doesn't fill the empty space which was originally meant for Sasuke--the one who reached out first and saved him from his own darkness. His bond with Sasuke became exponentially bigger than his worldly dreams.

Sasuke, on the other hand, would fall deeper into darkness. Dealing with loss, heartbreak, grief, misery. As much as he takes action on severing his bond with Naruto, when confronted with the idea, he couldn't handle it to the point that he doesn't want to record the memory of Naruto dying with his Sharingan. He knows how far he'd fall and he could never recover from it--he'd end up powerful enough to conquer all but like how Naruto finds irrelevance in a world without him, he'd spend the rest of his days with a resounding emptiness filled with hollow excuses until it runs out and he'd go mad. Perhaps destroy the world because his one and only died in his hands long ago and nothing else matters, be reckless and die in the process.

And both of them are aware of all of this because they were able to see each other's hearts. They would not function without the other. They're connected by wretched fate but their bond goes beyond the organized shinobi system that enabled their burdens and justified their twisted circumstances. At the end of the day, that bond led them to understand one another and they hope it would influence the same system that failed them in ways more than one.

[stormyoceans]

JIMMYSEA BREATHED THE DAY IS LOOKING UP

[lovesickeros]

☆ lost in orbit

{☆} characters tsaritsa {☆} notes cult au, drabble, gender neutral reader {☆} warnings violence [ implied ], unhealthy relationship {☆} word count 0.6k

She had resigned herself to apathy – to burying her love beneath the cold, hard soil and letting it rot amongst the graves of a long dead civilization, burned to ash in only a day. Yet how quickly it all fell apart in her hands, slipping through her fingers like sand, no matter how desperately she tried to cling to it.

Was she not diligent enough? Was she so weak that she faltered at the first person who showed her genuine trust and affection? Had all her work been for naught?

A part of her revolts – the same woman who watched the sky burn and the ground beneath her feet crumble into ash. It would be so easy to wrap her hands around your delicate throat, to squeeze until you finally saw her as the monster she knew she has always been.

Yet she doesn't think she could. The look of betrayal, of fear..oh, it would ruin her, she knows.

Perhaps that makes her weak. Perhaps you have made her weak.

Perhaps she does not mind as much as she should.

You trust her, after all – enough to sleep in her bed like she couldn't just kill you before you ever knew what was happening to you. Your body was so..fragile, in this mortal shell you descended in. How easy it would be to snuff out your life, here and now.

Yet she doesn't.

Instead, she looks at you like an old lover – with all the love of a woman who had died in the ashes of a dying civilization, of a woman who thought she could love no longer. Emotions she fought so hard to suppress well up in her chest and fill the empty space where she knows her heart should beat. Try as she might – and oh, how she tries – she can never quite stem the affection that consumes her every waking moment when she sees you.

It is like an addiction that she cannot rid herself of, no matter how she tries. She always finds herself back at square one – back to you.

Her hand lingers against your cheek, undue affection filling the empty spaces in her chest until she feels like cannot breathe. She traces her hand along your jaw, her vision narrowed on the softness of your lips.

Yet that same thought rises unbidden to the forefront of her thoughts. Love was a dangerous thing – you both knew that. To let it fester and rot her from within..she would be throwing her plans out the window, and for what?

Because she was too weak? Because the affection and trust in your eyes whenever your looked at her made her feel whole, like she was more then just an Archon playing God with the fate of the world?

You do not even stir as her thoughts toil like a brewing storm. She swallows the lump in her throat, removing her hand like she'd just touched a piece of hot metal. A part of her still screams that it's for the best, that you've corrupted her enough, torn apart her plans in the span of a week, a mere blink in time..

But it goes silent as she leans in, pressing her lips to your cheek. She will not let the thought fester, tonight – she will let herself be weak, if only for another day. If only to covet the affection that she finds herself drowning in for just another day.

And when you stir, she pretends that she had never thought of it at all, that she has only ever known love with you. Even if her heart that does not beat leaves a stabbing pain in her chest in the agony of knowing that even this is futile..

She lets you wake, let's the recognition and the affection fill your vision until she is all you see – two stars locked in orbit, unable to break away.

And when the day comes that you collide, she will be holding the blade that drives into your chest, and she will know nothing but love when she does.

[possibly-not-a-ghost]

Before the next Archon Quest comes out all I gotta say is that I hope Childe gets to go nuts. I want him to go completely bananas. I want him to go buckwild like at the Golden House but more. But worse. I want to see him go absolutely ham. Let him have a chaotic disaster of a time. I think he deserves it.

[jekyllnahyena]

so.

learned about rosquez

what the everloving fuck

[beeholyshit]

thinking about baby Pastelito wiwiw...

[nokmietarchive]

me going to bed last night: oh man i hope nobody minds my category 5 neurodivergent event posts in the tags

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