#god what is this post i’m so sorry

[gregmarriage]

succ scene where tom and greg are at a party or something and tom is eating a cocktail sausage or something and jokingly pretends to do fellatio on it and makes extreme eye contact with greg from across the table or whatever and then suddenly and violently bites the sausage and greg has to leave the room

[boobilby]

Being even more cringe than usual

Featuring my friends drawing of Joel, who I’m pretty sure they don’t even know, @dustystripe is the friend

[weirdozjunkary]

God, I’m sorry gamers. I wanted to give the Minecraft movie a benefit of the doubt. But oh my god it looks so bad.

[stephantom]

Becket (1964)

We must manage the church.

[sunnibits]

wanted to practice my john and arthur designs but my stupid apple pencil broke so I had to resort to doing fanart on paper like some kind of fucking neanderthal

[deanofsam]

it just occurred to me that some of you might have missed seeing american football player joe burrow’s suit this past june during paris fashion week, and it is my personal opinion that everyone see these images at least once in their lifetime, especially those of us with a shared interest in slutty clothes on men (fictional or otherwise). so here they are.

[critterishere]

A loving god wouldn’t let such a filthy creature exist.

[iwritenarrativesandstuff]

literally the easiest way to make someone care about a character and make them feel well-rounded beyond basic traits like personality, sexuality, ethnicity, etc, is to give them an actual character arc, and it’s shocking how many people do not seem to fully realize this

you cannot just cram a bunch of tropes. tropes are not the main event, they are tools to tell the story you wish to tell. emotional impact comes from the lead up, so you can’t just jump ahead and expect the payoff to work. “I want this character to just ___ already!” but they’re not there yet. that’s where the arc comes in - how do they get there?

and! most importantly, and this is something I really want people to think about when writing - the most important relationship your character should have, always, is with the world and society around them. defining your character purely through their interactions with other characters are, I find, how a lot of female characters end up feeling flat or not engaging with the themes as much as the male characters, and also how queer and non-white characters wind up as devices for other characters’ development instead of being more fleshed out

[fairyofshampgyu]

he’s literally so beautiful and handsome

[thefloatingwriter]

sunrise on the reaping is where headcanons go to die.

[rawrsatthetree]

Astarion x Tav fic concept

Cw: virginity mention, allusion to sexual trauma

An Astarion x Tav fic where Tav has trauma around virginity and Astarion being the man he is always making his little jokes about it. Tav tries to just ignore it but as they grow close it hurts them more and more until they either just snap or completely withdraw from him. Leading to him confronting them about it and a long talk. Astarion not sure how to comfort them offers, “if it would help darling, I could be your first.” Tavs is confused by this at first but he continues that virginity is a stupid concept anyways. Then he asks more properly, “Tav, would you do me the honor of giving me your virginity?” Followed by a night of him treating them like the most delicate innocent prince/Princess making sure they’ll never remember anyone before he crash landed in their life.

After he drops the virginity joke replacing them with teasing Tav about taking theirs.

[stratostella]

something i thought was really endearing about blade right from the get-go was how much they cared about the outfits and costuming and theming of it all. i know everyone talks about the cute stuff they wear already but i think going even further into that is how objects and ‘things’ play into the characters’ lives in general…

first thing i realized right when i finished the series was that this photo entrusted to hajime by amane’s father was basically the catalyst for everything that was gonna happen. hajime didn’t understand sentimentality but he starts the show with at least one keepsake (even if it wouldn’t be 'his own' at first, he struggles throughout the show to keep it) and learns about the kind of humanity that cares about these kind of things. he picks up photography, that one undead burns up all the photos in the room he’s staying in, and he watches how upset amane gets when she sees that the photos she (and haruka) held dear have been destroyed… and really everyone he’s surrounded by displays this kinda thing.

the cast of blade is really into mementos, which is probably true about, most people really. off the top of my head, tachibana is attached to the watch he got as a gift from sayoko, they both valued that puzzle as something representative of their connection, mutsuki longingly looked at shima’s + jo’s sealed cards outside battle and while this is very much a consumable rather than a souvenir he did get very sentimental about nozomi’s rice balls, hirose keeps a framed family photo as well and considered keeping the literal tangible memories of her dad, she’s instead left with his wedding ring after trial b’s death… there’s probably lots of other stuff i’m forgetting rn cause everyone has their own possessions. and while these are all mementos of experiences with other people, i think that the things they wore were another part of how they put value and identity into the objects they kept. ofc the riders had all kinds of jewelry and accessories that represented their personal identity as card riders, but i think besides that these things could also express the past bonds they had that were formulative to their identity (tachibana’s watch and 20th stage mutsuki’s ring from shima + tiger print cloth, etcetc). it’s very human to instill memories and experiences into something physical. kenzaki felt a little different to me though.

unlike the others, we don’t really get any of these sentimental flashbacks with something he owns. he honestly doesn’t seem to care about owning much and the most we get in terms of memorable incidents and connections with others are his memories of his parents in the first little bit of the series (which interestingly were so focused on how his parents died and how he regrets it that i can’t even recall if any GOOD flashbacks were shown, his recollection of them just seemed so distant…), and his time at BOARD along with the very influential event of Everything there going to shit. his jacket is arguably the only thing he wears that he’s consistently been attached to, which i thought really fit his whole relationship with the world around him; he has lots of accessories that scream ‘kenzaki’ through blues and spades and whatnot, but he didn’t really have the personal bonds with other people to have something like the others did. no one’s left that sort of mark on him. and in contrast, hajime had photos and framed drawings and a guitar and objects that became important because of those around him before he could even cement how he felt about his own identity. so he gets that heart ring much later after he manages to find himself, with kenzaki’s help.

and that’s why i was so giddy to see kenzaki in the drama cd, forced to travel light and often, keeping two things of sentimental value because of the people who’ve impacted him in the past: the blue spader that was with him throughout his time fighting with the others, and hajime’s photobook. yuppp

this all goes into my thoughts on memories and identities in general (GUY WHO LOOOVED THE NOVEL) but that’ll be for another post. side note also that i am very sorry in advance if i miss something that completely goes against what i’m saying because i watched the series WAY too fast and i would not be surprised if i forgot </3

[m0thlegs]

maybe the real Viktor arcane season 2 character arc were the friends we made along the way

[seventh-district]

LET’S FUCKING GOOOOOO

[beigetiger]

It’s fucking over you guys. What the fuck.

[m1d-45]

Literally a lurker on your blog since ur early days but too shy to slide into ur ask box, hiii!!! I keep seeing cryo anon and teddy anon's brainrots and asks,,,, and like, regarding post impostor AU hehe

imagine after the hunt when your fave character/vessel begs you for forgiveness the most, practically turning their voice hoarse from their pleas to share just a bit of your mercy....

(you never showed your face to them, even when they were your most favored. how selfish of them, wanting more than they could ever deserve. but they can't help it. if you wanted them to die a thousand times over to repent, they would. just please, look at them again.)

post imposter au always tickles an itch in my brain I've never known existed. angry creator? boiling hot rage creator for their acolytes killing them when they've shown nothing but love and kindness for this world?? SIGN ME THE FUCK UP LORD

I wanna see guilt. And I mean GUILT. it's probably cause I'm petty asf and if I would be killed over and over and over again only for them to realize I'm not the fake I would literally lock myself up in whatever tower they built for me and never talk again. Creator's trust? Shattered, irreparable. Followers? Wallowing in the despair.

Thank u and goodbye heh. If it's not too much, can I be called Marcotte anon? Hehe fontaine reference hhhh,, anyways have a good day ily and ur fics <3

post-hunt can be incredibly good, entirely agree

the love you felt for the world is so strong already, and it only grows as you finally get to teyvat. being here, feeling the elemental energy, feeling the world greet you as you return after your rest.. what hate is more powerful than a love turned rotten?

you hid behind your veil, uncertain if you’re protecting yourself or them. it hurts to see their eyes tearing up as they plead, but what else are you to do? your hands shake when they draw close, and you can’t erase your own memory.

(you’d know. you asked nahida about it, but she’d only shaken her head. all she could do was clear the memories of teyvat, but not yours. it hurt, but was probably for the best.)

(despite it being a failure, that day was the calmest you’d felt in weeks. she was easy to talk to, and made lovely tea. perhaps you should visit again, if only to take a break from… everything.)

your solitude is comfortable, most of the time. a few of the hunters are a bit too comfortable with their sin, and are the ones tasked with bringing you food and other necessities. it’s not much better, though, since you can still see the guilt sinking in their eyes.

it’s a lose-lose all around. you want to see them, you want to see the world, but every leaf and branch is stained with the memories of the past, what used to be your favorite retreat now something else to hide from.

part of you is angry. furious at how easily they were tricked. it’s hard to stay mad at those you love, though, so you end up sitting in your window and watching the wind blow safely behind glass. your tea is from inazuma, this time, the faint edge of bitterness keeping you from sinking too far into much of anything.

leaves dance in the breeze. you won’t be seen again until they’ve long turned brown.