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[taichi-x-koushiro]

@taikouvember!

Prompt{s}: Light + Kindness + LOVE

Digimon Adventure x tri. x Kizuna x 2020 ~ J.P.N Version featuring Character (+DUO/SHIP/O.T.P) Koushiro[u] Izumi (+Taichi Yagami); [KOUTAI] / (TAIKOU) / {Taishiro[u]} + Koushiro & Tentomon; (as Friends); + IZUMI Family (as Adopted) ~ Important Quotes ~ (Common) Character Traits ({+Awkward} Grinning or HAPPINESS) ~ Parallels (across all Adventure{s}-relevant medias)

“You look more EXCITED than you’ve ever BEEN before.”

“You look really HAPPY about something.”

“I understand how much you LOVE this” - Motimon as he patiently listens to Koushiro, (rambling about the benefits of Oolong);

“YOU LOOK HAPPY”

“All WE WANT is for YOU to BE HAPPY.” - Mrs Izumi

(My Interpretation): {“Are YOU HAPPY?”}

“YES.”

“YES, I AM.” - Koushiro[u] Izumi, in every possible Universe, Likely

{Bonus Gifs + Original commentary under the ‘read more’!}

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[maybewren]

Bashing my head against my laptop fr

[creeperthescamp]

doing some uesp pages for tamriel rebuilt npcs and man alt bosara fucking sucks ass.

town that takes up 4 cells for a grand total of 16 people. plays at like 10 fps cos of the big fuck off waterfall and the oops! all rocks! landscaping. every npc has oblivion dialogue disease which gets annoying real quick and feels extremely out of place cos its fucken morrowind. even for all the dialogue there's only 2 fuckin quests in the whole place!!! and they're not even that fun!!

redoing the old telvanni areas is meant to be like, waay further down the project timeline, but i could start tomorrow if i could just nuke alt bosara. a little redo as a treat. not sure if i'm really capable of planning and doing such a thing but i just hate this town lol

[smiggles]

I lowkey have a crush on you 😕

i say this in the least self deprecating way possible (cuz i dont want anyone to feel like im beatin myself up or need comfort, its just the reality) Im the worst person to crush on HAHA im emotionally unavailable, riddled with mental illness and just so aloof that people tend to feel neglected or ignored by me

save yourself while you can

[mcrizzystardust]

guys i think we need more love for shitty games that (pretty much) everyone takes for granted, thank you for coming to my ted talk

[mcrizzystardust]

adding the tags there because they add so much to this post

In my sick spiral I just remembered what my high school laptop background was.

[rinnstars]

picture-perfect!

in which he keeps polaroids of you still in everything he owns

itoshi rin x reader: fluff, drabble, post-canon, not proofread + likes and reblogs are appreciated

people always say the honeymoon period of relationships end - sugary-sweet words that rolls out of ones tongue every few minutes turn into more mellowed down and calm compliments occasionally, opening of doors and other gentlemanly behaviour would slowly cease or become a rare sight, dilated eyes that focuses on you will slowly drift away too. he thinks that��s stupid - he doesn’t think for a single second of this relationship of years has that tightening of his chest stop when he sees you, nor has his eyes have not focused on you as if youre the ball he hyperfocuses on during his games, nor has he ever once stopped taking photos of you when your gaze drift away from his with one single click that to him, captures your beauty and the memories all in one printed polaroid in his room, hundreds of it hidden in secret corners of his room.

a polaroid of you as a bookmark for his textbooks - your smile practically brightening the dark background of an empty classroom where you found your lost keychain, exclaiming to him before turning around and pulling him into your embrace, your scent whirling and making him all dizzy as your touch sends electricity down his very spine. it keeps him in check, encouraging him to continue to do his homework even though he knows that’s not the path he’ll pursue with football in mind - but when your lips tug upwards the same way when he shows you another increased grade, he thinks its all worth it. and so he does - with that photo right beside him, he finishes assignments and essays that he usually dreads to do and would much rather spend his time in detention and taking a good nap than to figure out on which formula to use, what the key words are - and god is his head practically spinning already. but for you, he’ll continue on to study for that stupid quiz tomorrow, memorising the formula for you, each letter and equations all written with you in mind, ticking each answer with the hello-kitty pen you gave him. and so, when he shows you his full marks quiz, you would reward him with that crescent-eyed grin that gets his heart pumping as though hes right back on the field.

polaroids of you on his walls beside his bed - first one of you with your favourite strawberry cheesecake in front of you grinning as you successfully convinced him to go to the cafe you had been craving for for the whole day, hands holding the fork and knife before you digged in excitedly into the sugary-sweet and tangy taste of the cake that he secretly admits tastes so much better when its with you, second one of you with a sanrio stuffed toy holding it to your cheeks that puffs up as you laugh right as he snapped the photo, a plushie you adore that’s still on your bed to this day that he managed to obtain after loads of money and time spent on that one claw machine simply because you were too excited to obtain it, third one of you looking back big-eyed as he caught you off guard in class, taking a picture the second he called out your name. every night, he glances at the photographs that forms a heart right on his wall and clarity enters his mind again - insecure thoughts that floods his mind seems to go silent when he glanaces at you through the photo frame, his heavy breathing after another of those nightmare that turns slower and calmer as he looks at the blurry photo of you through his teary eyes and limited lighting in his practically pitch-black room, his smile that is uncharacteristically too wide for his face when he looks at you smiling as if youre infecting him with your addictive grin. for now, that’ll do well to replace your body caged in his arm that embraces you just right, your scent that fills his nose that practically acts as serotonin, and your warmth that contrasts his usually cold body.

and a polaroid of you with his jersey holding his trophy when he won his first big match under pxg, the backdrop being of the field that he was playing at just minutes ago, your eyes filled with adoration and pride at him behind the camera, holding your digicam that rings with the matching keychain to his polaroid film. tugged safely into his wallet where he can see your face - a reminder to buy something for you whenever hes at yours and his favourite desert store to buy you the pistachio macorns you adore or even the strawberry mochi that you look at with that shine in your eyes, a reminder of him being fortunate to have you to stay with him despite everything that brightens up his day no matter how bad it has been at trainings or matches, and most importantly a reminder for him on why each goal matters, each kick dedicated to you, each step practically made with you in his mind. to win, not completely only for his own ego, or as revenge against the critics both in his life and in the media, but for you - for you to look at him with such adoration that practically almost makes him start kicking his feet and everything as if hes a maiden in love, for you to kiss him and merge oyu and him together as congratulation that makes his heart pump even faster than on field, for him to see you wearing his jersey and holding his trophy as though its all yours - because in his mind, it is. because without you in his life, without your support and without your love, he doubts he can truly be the best striker in the world, no - he wouldn’t even be himself, itoshi rin, without you.

[facioleeknow]

The art of pleasure ch.1

Caress ° Bang Chan

When one girl in your class makes fun of you for being a virgin at a party, you are left distraught. It's only natural that you decide to whine about it to your best friend, Bang Chan; but he does more than lending a shoulder to cry on, he comes up with a solution. He and his 7 friends will help you and teach you all about the pleasure of the flesh. What could go wrong?

Genre: College AU, SMUT 18+ ONLY wc: 1431

Warnings: fraternity skz, inexperienced reader, experienced chan and stray kids, kissing, frat party, a bitch, insecurities

The art of pleasure masterlist

A/N: Hello, thank you so much for the support on this series!! This chapter is pretty tame BUT IT IS THE FIRST, so don't worry about it!! Channie girls don't worry he's gonna get some later ;)

Another semester. Another party at the only frat house on campus, it was nothing out of the ordinary. The usual room filled with flowing alcohol and the usual people, dancing to the usual songs. You’re sure it might be the idea of fun of some of the people that surrounded you but not yours, obviously not yours. That was why you were the only unusual thing in there. You weren’t a party animal, you weren’t so extroverted as to go to a party to have fun. Unfortunately it was also your best friend’s birthday who happened to be the president of the fraternity, so you really couldn’t have said no to his invitation. 

The scene in front of you shifted. A drunk girl started approaching you.

“Oh my god, Y/N! You’re here, I’m so happy to see you,” the girl, from one of your classes, threw her arms around you and squeezed tightly. The feeling of her foreign body pressed against yours made you shiver uncomfortably. 

“Oh, c’mon Y/Nnie, loosen up a little!” Alice said with a sly slime. Before you could commit murder in cold blood in front of your whole year, your two (out of three) friends pulled you away into a more secluded area of the room. In front of you laid a messy circle of people, intently focused on a spinning bottle.

‘Yuck’

“I can't believe people still play spin the bottle at their old age,” Shuhua mumbled as disgusted as you.

“You read my mind,Shu.”

“Omg Y/Nnie! You want to play spin the bottle? Wouldn't it be embarrassing tho? Since you're a virgin at your big age,” Alice fell into a fit of giggles, soon followed by her friends.

“God, she cannot be serious,” you whispered to your friends while you all collectively side-eyed the bitch. And that was exactly what she was, nothing other than a bitch. But then why was your face burning in shame and your heart racing? Why were your palms sweating so much? You shouldn't have been that affected but you were.

For the whole night you couldn’t help but think about Alice's words, because no matter how spiteful they were and how much of a bitch she was, they were also true. You were a virgin “at your big age”, but that had never bothered you until you had entered college. Never in your life had you seen so many people get involved with each other and in some ways you felt pushed aside and in the dark about this magical new world that everybody had already discovered, everybody but you. 

The red solo cup in your hands wrinkled slightly under your fingertips as you squeezed it. You shouldn’t have been thinking about those things, why were you hyperfocusing right now?

“You’re supposed to collect the cups, babygirl, not strangle them,”a masculine voice pulled you out of your train of thoughts. Bang Chan, the birthday boy and your best friend. You and Chan had known each other since your first year of college, he had saved you from making a fool out of yourself the first day and walked you to your lecture hall. Since then he had stuck by your side and helped you make some new friends even if you were extremely picky with people.

“Ew, Christopher, I told you not to call me that,” you grimaced at the cringey name. He just giggled.

“I know, but I like annoying you too much,” another giggle. A small smile threatened to break your “angry” facade, this carefree side of him was a rare sight and the fact that he was showing it to you was making you giddy.

His warm hands snatched the trash bag away from you before clasping around your smaller ones. 

“Seriously, what is going on?”

Lying wasn’t an option, he was way too observant for his own good, he always knew when you lied even when you didn’t yourself. You scoffed.

“Just something Alice said,'' and with that you tried to grab the bag from behind him to resume your job. No movement, he had an iron grip on you.

“What did she say?”

“Just her usual nagging, you know how she is,” you tugged and tried to get away from his grip to no avail.

“Tell me,” he wasn’t asking and that was obvious to the both of you.

“She said that it’s embarrassing to be a virgin at my big age.”

Chan finally let your hands fall to your sides and in exchange wrapped his arms around you and squished you against his chest.

“Bitch, she shouldn’t have been here, she wasn’t invited,” his chest rumbled with his words, “I’m sorry Y/N, I hope you know she’s in the wrong.” 

With your arms wrapped around Chan and your face squished against his chest, with the gentleness of his voice caressing you, you found it hard to lie so you just stayed silent.

“Oh baby, don’t think about it, okay? She’s wrong and there is nothing wrong with you. Let’s go to bed, I can clean up tomorrow morning.”

For the whole night you tossed and turned with always the same thought in you mind, hoping not to wake Chan who was sleeping soundly next to you for once.It was no surprise that early in the morning you felt exhausted, your limbs were heavy and your mind was foggy, but you still couldn’t fall asleep. 

“Did you sleep at all? I heard you move around a lot,” Christopher groaned next to you, his arm lazily draped over your middle.

“Sorry,” you tried to utter in your half dead state.

“I had an idea while I was sleeping,” he dragged your body against his and started to gently rub your arm to ease you to sleep. You only hummed in response.

“You should let me and the kids teach you about sex, you know us and we’re good people, we would never push you to do anything. We can take anything at your own pace, we’ll teach you well,” he spoke like he was saying the most natural thing in the world and not suggesting you get passed between him and his other seven friends. Sensing your confusion, Chan gently shushed you and started rubbing your arm again.

“Think about it, we can talk about it when you wake up.”

A witty response was about to come out of your mouth but darkness enveloped you like a hug. Chan hugged you tighter to his chest and sighed. ‘That went well’, he thought.

When you woke up, a blinding light was filtering through the window. Damn Christopher who never closed the blinds.

“Good morning,” the said man chirped happily from next to you. The moment you laid your eyes on him, the conversation from that morning resurfaced to your mind. The frantic beating of your heart sent a shot of adrenaline through you.

“I take it you remember what I asked you,” he put his phone back on his nightstand to fully give you his attention.

“Chris..” you started but he swiftly interrupted you.

“We’re not doing it out of pity, we are all attracted to you, we wouldn’t make it awkward and if you refuse it’s gonna be like it never happened,” Chris answered all of your questions like he could read your mind. You were confused, your heart (and your vagina) wanted to say yes but your head told you to refuse. 

‘Fuck it, stop thinking.’

“Okay, let’s do it.” Chris stayed silent, only your synced breaths could be heard in the room. The tension was thick and full of desire.

“Can I kiss you, pretty girl? Just a kiss and you can stop me anytime you want.”

“Yes, please.” With that Chris  pulled you in his lap in mere seconds and attached your lips together. He wasted no time and pushed his tongue in your mouth, still his movements were gentle and slow just like yours were slow and hesitant. His whole persona dripped in gentle dominance, it made you hot and sweat and made your pussy throb. His hands roamed your body and tentatively groped around, testing your limits. Your lips moved more and more confidently the more time they were attached to Chan’s.

Your lungs burned from the lack of air but you didn’t care, you were drunk on his touch, his taste, you were drunk on him.

Chan was the first to break the kiss and immediately giggled when you tried to kiss him again.

“Patience baby, we have a lot of time.”

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[imagining-in-the-margins]

Autistic Spencer Reid

Happy Autism Acceptance Month, everyone! By request, my wonderful friends and I have taken on the daunting task of documenting the reasons why Spencer Reid is considered Autistic. Big thank you to you @spencer-reids-adventures and @foxy-eva specifically for their help. We hope everyone enjoys! This is not an exhaustive list.

Stimming/Self-Stimulatory behavior, including rocking/spinning in his chair, twiddling with his fingers, gripping sheets, bouncing his legs, biting his lip/tongue, rubbing his eyes, spinning pens, pacing (e.g., S6E12 "Corazon")

Averse to touch, dislikes hugs (S7E13 "Snake Eyes" & S11E11 "Entropy")

Explains multiple attempts at masking, including "being more conversational," (S2E19 "Ashes and Dust"), scripting conversation (S15E4 "Saturdays"), saying what people want to hear (S6E20 "Hanley Waters")

Verbosity - Difficulty recognizing when he's talking too much/speaking at inappropriate times (e.g., S1E16 "The Tribe" & S10E16 "Lockdown")

Began studying behavioral science to understand behavior that made him frustrated/confused (S11E22 "The Storm")

Averse to hosting/hanging out in his space; didn't invite his friends to his apartment for over 15 years (S15E9 "Face Off")

The only team member capable of proficient communication with other Autistic people (S6E16 "Coda" & S11E22 "The Storm")

He is referred to as Autistic by multiple characters, including a literal profiler, and does not deny or question it (S1E5 "Broken Mirror" & S8E3 "Through the Looking Glass")

Lack of social awareness, such as focusing on a convention while at a workplace shooter crime scene (S7E3 "Dorado Falls")

Various special interests, like Doctor Who (S6E16 "Coda" & S7E23 "Hit")

Literal thinking, such as focusing on scientific accuracy of a star-based fable (S5E13 "Risky Business")

Difficulty recognizing common phrases, such as the "sitting in a tree" song (S3E14 "Damaged") or jokes (S7E9 "Self-Fulfilling Prophecy" & S1E8 "Natural Born Killer")

Makes inappropriate references, such as to Derek's playboy behavior (S1E18 "Somebody's Watching") and Rossi's age (S7E13 "Snake Eyes")

Coordination/Spatial deficits (S1E17 "A Real Rain" & S8E6 "The Apprenticeship")

Hyperfocuses on a task to the point he doesn't notice his surroundings (S5E20 "A Thousand Words")

Unusual/hyper-specific pedantic language (S3E6 "Remembrance of Things Past")

Resistance to change, manifested as a luddite dislike of technology (S6E7 "Middle Man" & S8E4 "God Complex") and struggling with Gideon's death (S10E14 "Hero Worship")

He receives (apparent disability) accommodations to be in the field (S6E10 "What Happens At Home...")

Introverted, difficulty sharing emotions, even with his closest friends (S10E13 "Nelson's Sparrow")

Heavily bullied as a child (S3E16 "Elephant's Memory")

Difficulty making friends (S2E1 "The Fisher King Part 2")

Trouble with eye contact, which persists throughout the series

His mother is schizophrenic, which has a strong genetic link to Autism

Dislikes small talk (S8E3 “Through the Looking Glass”)

Enjoys memorizing lists (S7E11, “True Genius”)

Savant skills - eidetic memory and hyperlexia

Matthew Gray Gubler has also explained that, regardless of the canonical confirmation, he views and portrayed Spencer Reid as Autistic. Specifically, he stated:

"He's an eccentric genius, with hints of schizophrenia and minor autism, Asperger's syndrome. Reid is 24, 25 years old with three Ph.D.'s and one can't usually achieve that without some form of autism." (Note: Asperger's is an outdated term with Nazi origins, which is now referred to as a part of "Autism Spectrum Disorder" by most countries)

DISCLAIMER: I am Autistic, as diagnosed when I was a toddler. These thoughts are my own and shared for fun. If you disagree, please make your own post about it rather than posting them here. This was a labor of love for fans like me and those who love Autistic people and the characters like us. Thank you for respecting and understanding my boundaries!

Looking for more to read? Check out my Autistic headcanon posts for Penelope and Hotch!

Thank you everyone! 🌈♾️❤️

[mama-qwerty]

If Shadow didn't have the element of surprise, do you think Knuckles would have a better chance of putting up a fight against him?

That is a good question.

The reason Shadow won against Knux so easily is because Knuckles didn't know what Shadow was capable of. Shadow can teleport, which is his primary method of fighting, to ambush his enemies and get the drop on them quickly and efficiently. Knuckles didn't know this, and had no way of countering it, so he was at a severe disadvantage during his battle with Shadow.

Now, given time, would Knuckles have found a way to counter that?

Theoretically, I think he could have. Knuckles is (or was) the most dangerous warrior in the galaxy. He's not simply "the guy who punches", as brute strength wouldn't be enough to keep that title over the years. An effective warrior studies his opponent's fighting style, and adjusts his own to match it.

So, given time, Knuckles could, theoretically, learn Shadow's fighting pattern, and work to counter it. I'm not gonna go into Knuckles' sensitivity to chaos energy, because SCU Knux doesn't seem to really have that, so let's just focus on his observational skills.

After facing Shadow a few times, Knuckles would learn that the hog tends to use the element of surprise to his advantage. He'll disappear and reappear closer to you, usually to whichever side he deems your blind spot, or behind you, so once Shadow blinks away, Knuckles only need to spin himself around into a more defensive positioning. Odds are he would catch Shadow unawares at least a few times doing that, and deliver a powerful blow to stun him long enough to go on the offensive.

Now, if Shadow didn't use his teleportation ability to fight Knuckles, I think Knuckles would be able to take him down. Shadow is strong, yes, but I think Knuckles is stronger. They'd have a good match, and may seem evenly met for a while, but I believe Knux has the upper hand when it comes to strength.

Now, all that said, the Knuckles who faced Shadow in Tokyo was one who'd been in domestic life for an unknown amount of time. Months, at least. He hadn't been on the run, day in and day out, senses heightened and focused on surviving.

To be blunt, he'd gone soft. At least a little. The novelization has Knux stating that he "might be a little rusty" after Shadow kicked his butt. So it would seem that the Knuckles of Sonic 3 had softened to the point where he himself feels he wasn't at the top of his game. The Knuckles of Sonic 2 would have been horrified to think of that happening.

So, the question then becomes, would Shadow have won against the Knuckles of Sonic 2? When he was still hyperfocused on surviving and doing anything necessary to find the Master Emerald?

I think Knuckles would have still found himself at a disadvantage regarding Shadow's teleporting abilities. But that drive was still there, that focus, that anger. You'd have two very angry, very focused boys who were looking to avenge their fallen loved one. And I think that would have been one helluva fight.

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[popponn]

things about sae.

it's sae's turn in my brain microwave. i want to understand you, underlashes senior. headcanons +observation+ rambling. spoilers, will be updated as time goes on.

scathing, mean af vocabs. pretty rude even as a child. but compared to rin, his cursing seems to be much tamer.

is REALLY focused on soccer. but also said in the character interview to not "only be able to/focus on soccer like him".

but in his introduction to u20 shows that he seems to value someone who goes all in to soccer. and it's kind of in line with the things he "admits" and chided. example a: shidou and isagi being individuals who are undeniably soccer obsessed (though on isagi's case as they haven't even talk, if i remember correctly, this might be more because of isagi's way of winning through "making use of luck"). example b: things he said in the u20 introduction in response to sendou.

headcanonish but this guy is giving me "burnout gifted child" vibe with all the prodigal status, expectations, and being hit in the face by the world. like what are you. are you satisfied by marina??????

there are few moments where he displays something that is pretty close to 'praise', but say it not to the related person/group himself. (i.e. his thoughts of blue lock in locker room, his comment about "dont switch out any of the u20 member".)

like is he being not nice on purpose????? honestly probably. headcanonish, but if seeing his way of giving comments to rin pre-spain, it's been like that since he was little. (i will check rin's ln again later)

in contrast to rin having "natural luck", this guy seems to more " making/seeking luck". but idk yet, with only ice cream sticks as clues. sae backstory and ln spin off when.

his eyes during the confrontation with rin in that snowy night are pretty expressive. but since visual cues leave a really wide room for interpretation + bllk tendency to subvert things, i will not comment. but honestly i really agree with the sentiment that sae was hurt by rin's words, but in the end the discouragement seems to come more from a place of "i don't want you to get hurt so just go home and don't play soccer anymore" (very very hc and more of an interpretation, as sae's pov is still non existent)

aka yeah, this guy is shit at displaying concern and any sort of care. headcanon but. do you see the vibe??? with rin???? like it's similar. what is this genetic.

simple fashion, but pretty trendy and chic(?).

this guy seems like a family guy who misses his family a lot. (please make up soon with your lil bro)

watches chibi maruko chan. has habits that genuinely reminds me of old people (drinking tea, looking at sea, thinking of family).

people at blue lock think of him as someone who seems to be good at study, but looking at the pattern of hyperfocused people in blue lock it either goes two way: a) his skill at everything else is questionable at best, abysmall at worst ; b) he is an all-rounder indeed.

but then again there is also the third type aka "good at football, still functional at everything except communication and emotional management skill".

his way of talking in jp is, to put it simply, pretty casual like guys his age. the thing that are the rudest part of it was his choice of words and the fact that he seems to talk like this to everyone. even his elder. and also the way he is very blunt in expressing his opinion.

but somehow that bluntness is gone when it came to showing vulnerable emotions. talk about emotional constipation.

if his character interview is reliable and unbiased, as it is from sae's own pov, his relationship with his parents seems okay.

genuinely wondering about his parents' canon response to his and rin's cold war.

does he even have friends. no like seriously.

his brother and him are really similar in many ways. rin is probably copying him in some ways tho—that, or rin's own issues. or sae's own issues.

please just make up with your brother. (2)

after spain his bang is gone. as in he just pushed them up. in u20 it still went down sometimes in a few panels.

he likes numbers. maybe he really is smart.

genuinely looking at him like "please get a hobby" not even as an insult but out of genuine concern. this dude has so many issues and the burnout child prodigy vibe is real strong with this one.

but not fully his fault. pretty much live alone overseas, probably with no friends his age and just a manager as his support system, went through a crisis, is a (probable) family loving guy with his family far away from him, then came home to his beloved lil bro he spoiled and dotted on and shared a dream with saying hurtful things to him on his lowest point. and not supporting his new decision and dream. from sae's pov, it's brutal.

i can defend rin on this too tho. honestly please talk to each other, itoshi bros. or acknowledge that maybe neither of you were in not in the best state of mind during that confrontation.

seems logical and he does likes numbers. but honestly, he just acts as he wants—look at how he talks to journalist, how he has 0 hesitation to leave an ongoing match.

went to spain at 13 according to rin's spin off novel. also mentioned to "hate to lose" and seems to be a strict perfectionist.

must be noted however that how rin sees him seems to be very biased. a bit of rin analysis/hc, but there seems to be "putting nii chan on a pedestal" going on there. how their childhood truly is from sae's perspective is still unknown. on rin's part tho, seems to be a very nice period.

is rich. so the snobby rich condescending guy aura is probably not that far from the truth. his sense of money seems to be a mess, as a few hundred millions is a small amount for him.

this guy seems to be picky with who he respects and he really doesn't hold back in disrespecting someone he doesn't. even higher ups and older people.

does skincare canonly.

doesn't seem to have friends so far...? (nel arc, before pxg match) but if we look at how rin is now, unsurprising.

in rin's novel, rin's physique is mentioned to be "better" than sae's actually. with how "rin wins in luck" while sae "loses" motive exist through the ice cream sticks, probably this motive will come up again when sae appears again.

[izzyizumi]

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{Sharing p r i v a t e'ly is O.K, BUT P L E A S E DO NOT RE P O S T} *L I K E S O. K.

[a-court-of-lust-and-stardust]

Love on Ice Chapter 2: The First Flashback

7 years ago, age 19

Elain was practicing a twizzle when it happened. She’d been so hyperfocused on perfecting the move she neglected to survey the space around her–a rookie mistake, considering it was a free skate and multiple people were on the ice–and collided with another skater. The impact sent her flailing toward the ice. 

“Oh shit,” A scarred hand reached out toward her. “I’m sorry.” 

She accepted the gesture, letting the anonymous skater pull her to her feet. With a quick sweep of her gloved palm, Elain dusted the ice from her leggings. She’d readied herself to thank the kind stranger, but all thoughts emptied from her head. 

Azriel stood before her, brows pinched with concern. Hazel eyes scanned the length of her body, briefly pausing on the ripped fabric at her knees, assessing for blood or injuries. It was an innocent look, but enough to send a flush down her neck. 

“No, I’m sorry. I should have been paying attention.” Being so close to him turned her heartbeat erratic. She went to fiddle with her necklace, eyes wide when she felt its absence around the base of her throat. 

Azriel bent down, snatching the thin gold chain from the ice. He held it up to the light, scanning the cursive E on the small pendant. “Elain Archeron,” he said, testing the name on his tongue. “You’re Lucien’s partner.” 

She nodded, arms folded over her chest. “And you’re Azriel, Morrigan's partner. Three time ice dancing champion, and counting.” And she almost couldn't believe she was talking to him. That he was talking to someone like her. 

“That I am,” he affirmed nonchalantly, like it was no big deal he was one of the best ice dancers to ever set foot in Prythian. Azriel and Morrigan were a force to be reckoned with, even before she’d moved to the Night Region. With three championships under their belt, they were two of the wealthiest skaters at just nineteen years old. Their names would be proudly etched in history. Elain could only dream to achieve half of their success. 

Azriel skated around Elain, observing, head cocked to one side. Not scrutinizing. Just…curious.  “How come I never see you around outside of the rink?” 

“Because I’m never anywhere else beside the rink,” she returned flatly.

Pathetic, really, but it was the truth. It’d been two years since her family relocated to Prythian, and Elain hadn't explored beyond Winter Region’s ice rink and the Night Region’s capital city of Velaris. She never had the time to venture off elsewhere. Or a mother who'd let her. 

“You don’t hang out with your friends?” 

“I don’t have any friends,” Elain deadpanned, trying not to be offended at the way his brows furrowed. Mama always said friendships were fickle. Most don't last past ten years, so why bother? “Nor do I need them.” 

“Boyfriend don’t take you on dates? Show you off in public?”  She tensed. Was he teasing her? What was with the interrogation? They hadn’t even known each other for all of five minutes. Sure, they’d seen each other in passing, but conversing was new territory. A dangerous one at that. But he still appeared harmless, so she answered, “Boys don’t look in my direction. Not when Mama scares them away.” 

“I doubt she’d scare me away,” Azriel grinned, spinning the necklace around his tan finger. Her eyes were drawn to the rougher patches of skin. She pondered what kind of tragedy he’d been exposed to. To have such brutal yet beautiful scars marked in his flesh. 

Elain straightened, shaking thoughts of his hands from her mind as she said gravely, “It would do you well not to underestimate Mama’s persistence to keep any and all distractions away from me.” 

Azriel blinked. The necklace stopped spinning, sliding down his knuckles. He still showed no signs of giving it back. Or ending their conversation.

“Look, I don’t mean to be rude, but I probably shouldn’t be talking to you,” Elain sighed, eyes darting around the rink. She couldn’t risk someone watching them and reporting back to Mama. She’d never hear the end of it.

Foolish girl. 

Are you interested in him? 

Get your head out of the clouds.

He’d never be interested in you. 

You wouldn’t be distracted if you focused on what mattered. 

Azriel frowned, evidently taken aback by her shift in tone. Nonetheless, he followed her off the ice. “Why not?”

She perched on a bench outside of the rink, eyeing him suspiciously while fiddling with the ties of her skates. No one had ever been this adamant to talk to her before. Compared to everyone else, she was…unremarkable. Elain couldn’t make sense of it, of the genuine inquisitiveness in his gaze. 

“Well for one, we’re competitors,” she explained, slipping off her skates to securely place the blade coverings on before stowing them away in her bag. Azriel leaned against the wall, studying her. “And two, there are plenty of people here who could tell my Mama what I’ve been up to today. Quite frankly, I do not need her to be disappointed in me for the fifth time this week because I talked to a boy for ten minutes instead of executing my Salchow.” 

A very handsome, talented, and perhaps a bit too curious boy, but nonetheless, a distraction. 

“Is it…that serious?” He questioned softly. Apparently, it’d been the wrong thing to say, evident by her gaping mouth. “At the end of the day, it’s just skating.”

Elain huffed, hoisting the bag onto her shoulder. Of course he didn’t get it. She shouldn’t have expected him too. And she didn’t dare hide the displeasure in her voice. “For someone like you, who is so used to winning, probably not. But you don’t know me, or my story. This isn’t just skating. This is–.” 

The only way to secure Mama’s love. 

The only way to make her proud of me. 

The only way to be as successful as my sisters. 

The only way to be worthy. 

“It's not just skating,” Elain repeated, loosening her harsh bun. Soft golden waves fell down her shoulders. She was too busy shaking out the pain to notice how Azriel’s teeth sunk into the corner of his lip. “Not to me it’s not.” 

And it would never be just skating. 

“So what happens now?” He asked, sliding her necklace into the pocket of his black joggers when she wasn’t looking. “I guess this is goodbye, huh? Since I probably won’t see you unless it’s for skating purposes.” 

She gave him a shrug before turning, effectively ending the conversation. 

So she thought. 

“What if I wanted to see you again?” Azriel wondered aloud, thumb rubbing over the E on the gold chain. “What if I wanted to listen to your story?” 

Elain yelled over her shoulder, “I already told you some of it, even though I shouldn’t have.” 

“And if I wanted more?” 

She shook her head. This time, she didn’t look back. “Then I’d say you’re shit out of luck.” 

ARTWORK FOR THE CHAPTER BY @chachachai17: HERE

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[the-64th-gamer]

I FINISHED MLP YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!

(Started December 3, 2022 - Ended January 1, 2024 - 413 Days)

Am absolutely mindblown to see such an amazing series go through 9 seasons and literally continuously keep getting better and better!!!!!!!

Its been very cool binging it so quickly compared to most old fandom members watching it through syndication. Similar to when I rewatched SU there's such a difference seeing ideas and characters evolve at normal pace than to sit there for years brewing in fandom content that makes you expect them to go a different path. Lots of what I've heard be controversial things like Slice of Life and Starlight in general were some of my favorite parts of the show!!

Fav episode is The Perfect Pear, I was spoiled William Shatner was gonna play someone in the series and was SO FUCKIGN EXCITED when I realized it was him and in such an amazing episode!!!!! The ending was so fucking sweet omg.

Second fav was Slice of Life cause I get it was fanservice but on its own it was a great change of pace in the season to focus on background and side characters!!! After that it feels like they focused on background characters way more and it was very rewarding.

Seeing ***every single shot of Derpy*** was the funnest part of the show, I have personal screenshots of every single time I spotted her and stopping in the middle of songs or big fights just to scream and snapshot them was such a fun scavenger hunt. It made me go NUTS to see them do actual stuff on screen (ESPECIALLY THE SCENE IN BEST GIFT EVER WHEN SHE FINALLY GOT TO SPEAK IN FOREVER). It was also hilarious to see all the error derpies with fucked up colors and hair!!!!! It stopped in the later seasons except a time where she had a purple eye in a single shot, and one where she had big mac's face???? I was having a blast.

Similarly I was also just watching every single background character all the time every time, got to figure out which ponies would be used for which locations, when they'd appear in other places, which special ones could show up anywhere, which ones would do funny stuff, seeing new super cute background characters come in like Sweet Biscuit and Rainbow Stars!!! As someone hyperfocused on stupid stuff this was so fun watching the background nonstop.

Favorite season was season 6 or 7. Starlight was a great link for the episodes and it was the most normal seasons while the writing had gotten really good. Season 8 and 9 are still super good and I love that they were so willing to be bold and change things up a ton to keep interest, but 6 and 7 are closer to the usual baseline episode stuff so they're the best to go back to if I wanna rewatch.

I think the early seasons were still looking for a longterm identity for the show but I think starting season 5 it became this really great constant escalation of things. I really expected the show to just linger around the same ol' topics but it it kept changing the characters lives, the plot, and circumstances a ton while developing old characters and introducing new ones! Out of everything I've watched so far it was like the most masterful way to run a longterm series I've seen. Never felt burnt out or that anything was dragging, but also never felt like it ever lost its core identity!

Season 9 also was just a masterclass on ending a series, every single episode focused on bringing back some side character to give them an interesting spin, or conclude some arcs left behind. There were maybe one or two normal episodes but even those didnt feel like filler! I think the show was at its best throwing new ideas out and then taking a break with a standard friendship problem episode in a normal location. After watching it I don't think there was any missing thread or interesting thing they didn't try out! (Though also the series is formatted well enough they definitely could have continued making tons of standard episodes)

I can't remember if it was season 2 or 3 but I think when they first started introducing like regular songs to non adventure/important episodes it was really off, didn't really mesh well having the show be so musical, but they definitely incorporated it better as they went along and its kinda crazy it worked out well.

BTW I've steered clear from almost all opinions on the show outside of what Ray tells me so I dont know what of my opinions are universal to the fandom, but holy shit the season 8-9 intro sucks so much ass, all of the timing is COMPLETELY lost, theres that stupid school zoom out shot thats just maud hitting a rock in the middle of the road as it slowwwwwly pans, the backgrounds are way too visually noisy in the classrooms and the castle and its just an absolutely horrible nightmare that was thrown together in a day.

But yeah great show favorite show best show!!!!! I now get to see a decade of fan content and reviews and discussions n such!!! I watched some that were time appropriate for the current season I was watching to avoid spoilers but nows time for the floodgates!!!!! I'm glad I'll be able to hold onto my opinions now though and seperate them from anything I'm gonna further see discussed by all the old fans. I'm sure there will be tons of complaints I never considered but as I see it now that was a perfect run of television that I love very dearly!!!! Its certainly changed my life going forward lol.

[deusvervewrites]

Thinking about future ask games, would you rather we give a plot prompt than a "midoriya/someone else + different quirk" AUs?

Kinda like the writing-prompt-s blog, but hyperfocused on BNHA AUs, I mean.

I'm not against getting Quirk suggestions but I'd prefer plot points. You've already seen me take prompts only about Quirks and put some kind of a narrative spin on them, or incorporate Quirk asks into other prompts, but this ask game had a vast majority of Quirk-based asks

[ashzamjesus]

☆ ABOUT ME (RODY!)

hello!!! im rody. im 17, and i enjoy lifesteal heavily :3c

more beneath the cut lala ^_^

my current fixation is lifesteal... and various ccs/duos from it!!

main interest list:

lifesteal, unstable universe, parkour civilization, life series, hermitcraft, qsmp, ksmp, asmp, dsmp (<- I like minecraft. one of my sp/ins... although mostly hyperfocused on lifesteal and uu...), studio investigrave games, alien stage, phighting, pressure, ace attorney, hamilton the musical. also my secret evil spins (fnaf, eddsworld, and ANYTHING HORROR/PARANORMAL!!! and mc obvi.)

also big fat before you follow i trafficship/hermitship, and I lifestealship (i fw ashzam clownzy and /qp squidswag heavy) also any ship content is always of the cubitos/characters NOT THE REAL PEOPLE!!! I don't fw rpf.

i like to color and play... i do art sometimes. i also love writing and worldbuilding and coming up with fun little aus!!!

i ramble a Lot... mostly about my aus... and headcanons... and ashzam. fw them heavy sorry guys. and scamduo and prideduo...(both platonic obvi)

cc list:

planetlord, reddoons, princezam, spokeishere, clownpierce, branzycraft, squiddo, kaboodle, ashswag, parrotx2, wemmbu, baconnwaffles0, rekrap2, ethoslab, bdoubleo100, gtwscar, solidaritygaming, tangotek, tommyinnit, tubbo, ranboo, jack manifold, and probably a Ton I'm forgetting I fear...

i don't have a huge dni just dni if u break ccs boundaries and are just generally weird or label yourself as problematic. also again I don't fw rpf.

you can find me @radiant_suns on twitter (most active)