#i love being extremely self indulgent

[reds-skull]

Sharing a mask is something that can be so intimate actually

[lukazade]

Sleepover with two puny mortals that you're in love with (and everything can go right).

Lowkey based on a fanfic I was writing, but as usual I haven't the confidence to post it! Yeah~

Had this in the drafts for months,,,, figured I'd finish it up now so it's done. I like to kinda have some Finished art on the page hahahaha

[shannonsketches]

he's so important to me

[rivalmelty]

they are fukuzawa’s boys, adopted twins, and menaces to the yokohama police

(pls do not tag as beast)

[bakudekublogblog]

“Pookie.�� 

Sunlight filters red and fleshy through Katsuki’s eyelids. He’s content and warm and there are rough fingertips on his cheeks. 

“Mm,” Katsuki says, still half asleep. 

“Pookie bear, wake up.” 

Katsuki sighs heavily. 

“‘S too early for your bullshit, Zu,” Katsuki warns, voice husky with sleep. 

“It’s not bullshit,” Izuku counters with a huff. “This is important.” 

He’s been on this pet name kick for at least a month now. For some reason, three years into their relationship ‘babe’, ‘baby’, and ‘sweetheart’ suddenly aren’t enough terms of endearment anymore. Katsuki blames Mina and her tendency to call Kirishima literally anything other than his name. Katsuki refuses to open his eyes. It’s a rare day off for both of them, and he’s perfectly happy to spend the morning like this: with Izuku draped over him, their legs interwoven, and Izuku’s hands on his face. His thumbs brush over Katsuki’s cheekbones. 

“Sugar bear,” Izuku continues. “Sweetums.” 

“No,” Katsuki says shortly. “Veto.” 

Izuku huffs again. “Kaaaachan why?” 

“Pick a name that isn’t cringe and I won’t veto,” Katsuki reasons. 

“You think all my names are cringe!” Izuku whines. 

Katsuki cracks his eyelids open. Izuku is adorably flushed and sulking at him, there are red indents from his pillow on his freckled cheek. His pout is so fucking cute that Katsuki feels the urge to sink his teeth into his plush bottom lip, morning breath be damned. Izuku smiles when their eyes meet. 

“Good morning sunshine,” he says. 

Katsuki snorts and Izuku brightens. “That wasn’t a no!” Izuku says, hopefully. 

“It’s a no,” Katsuki says. He reaches up to card his hands through Izuku’s hair, trying in vain to tame some of Izuku’s unruly bedhead. 

“Ugh!” Izuku says and god he’s cute, especially when he scowls. Izuku’s hand curls into a fist as he beats Katsuki’s chest lightly. “Why don’t you like any of them? Do you not love me anymore?” 

Katsuki can’t help his lazy grin. “I love you.” 

Izuku wiggles in closer, huge eyes drinking in Katsuki greedily as he brings them nearly nose to nose. 

“Then lemme call you pookie bear,” he demands. 

“You’re so fucking lame,” Katsuki says, all too fondly. “Pookie? Really?” 

“It’s cute!” “It’s the kind of name you’d give a cat or somethin’,” Katsuki protests. “It’s not cute.” 

Izuku sighs heavily. He pouts. He takes Katsuki’s face in his hands and squishes his cheeks between his palms.

“But you are,” Izuku says, stubbornly. “You are my pookie bear.” 

Katsuki turns his head and bites at Izuku’s fingers. Izuku gasps, but doesn’t pull away. Katsuki catches the heel of Izuku’s palm between his teeth, nibbling gently. 

“Bitey pookie bear,” Izuku scolds. Katsuki bites harder and Izuku yelps.

“Pick somethin’ else,” Katsuki gruffs. “Pookie bear ain’t sticking.” 

Izuku groans. He collapses onto Katsuki’s chest and nuzzles into him with grumpy, huffy, put-out noises. 

“Kacchan,” he whines. 

“Mmm, I like that one,” Katsuki allows. Izuku jabs him in the ribs harshly. “Hey!” 

“That one is old! We need a new one!” Izuku protests. 

“Why?” Katsuki asks. “Gettin’ bored of me?” 

Izuku sputters.

“No! I would never get bored of Kacchan,” Izuku says, like the suggestion deeply offends him. Katsuki wraps his arms around Izuku’s shoulders and squeezes tight. “Never ever.” 

Katsuki kisses the crown of Izuku’s head tenderly. Truthfully, there is one name he’d like Izuku to call him. He’s been thinking about it for a while actually. Thinking about it for too long probably. He wonders if now is a bad time to ask. 

“Sugar plum,” Izuku goes on. “Love-muffin.” 

“Alright, now you’re pickin’ dumb shit on purpose,” Katsuki says, giving his nose a little pinch. Izuku’s irritated noise is nasally and half a growl. 

“You pick then!” Izuku says, petulantly. “If mine are all ‘too cringe’ for you.”

Katsuki wrestles with himself for a moment. He’s been waiting for an opportunity to ask, but… is this the best time? He chews on the inside of his cheek as he considers.

“And I can pick anything?” Katsuki clarifies. “Anything I want?” 

Izuku sets his chin on Katsuki’s sternum as he meets his gaze. 

“Within reason,” Izuku adds. 

Katsuki grins. 

“Oh, so I have to be reasonable, but you can throw out shit like pookie bear,” Katsuki deadpans. 

Izuku smiles at him prettily. “Yes.” 

God Katsuki loves him so fucking much. He’s so goddamn lucky. It still blows Katsuki’s mind that he’s allowed this: Izuku all over him, smiling at him sweetly, wide eyes warm with affection. He wouldn’t trade this for anything. Katsuki wonders if Izuku can feel his heartbeat racing as he gathers his courage.

“Well,” Katsuki says, thumbing a curl absentmindedly. “There’s one thing I’d like to call you actually.” 

That catches Izuku’s interest. His brows pop and a little frown appears on his face. 

“What is it?” Izuku asks.

Katsuki bites his lower lip. Fuck, he hopes Izuku doesn’t notice the way Katsuki’s hand trembles against his cheek. 

“Husband,” Katsuki manages, roughly. “I’d like to call you my husband.” 

Izuku stares at him blankly. His mouth opens and closes several times. His lashes flutter as he blinks rapidly. Katsuki’s heart strains as it pounds against his ribs. Sometimes he swears he can still feel the stitching in there pulling his heartstrings taught. 

“You--” Izuku begins. He sits up suddenly and there’s a rush of cold air as his body retreats. Izuku sits on his haunches and covers his gaping mouth with his hands. “You didn’t just-- But I-- Kacchan! Are you serious? I haven’t even brushed my teeth yet!” 

“Gross,” Katsuki says, propping himself up on his elbows. “Still wanna marry you, though.” 

“Kacchan.” 

Ah. There are the waterworks. Katsuki is hit with a powerful surge of fondness. That’s his silly, crybaby nerd for you. Izuku blubbers and sobs, but doesn’t say anything else, so maybe he needs more convincing. Katsuki leans over the side of the bed and rummages through his nightstand, procuring the ring box from the one place he knew Izuku would never look: the half-empty box of long-expired condoms. (His boyfriend being a cum-slut did have some advantages.) Katsuki pops the box open, presenting the silver-gold band to Izuku with a smirk. 

“Oh my god,” Izuku chokes on the words. He curls up in on himself, hiding his head in his elbows. Katsuki sits up straight, sets the ring box aside, and pries Izuku’s arms apart. He drinks in the sight of Izuku, trembling and teary and oh so fucking pretty. His tears always make his doe-eyes somehow even brighter and sparklier. Katsuki touches his face tenderly. 

“I love you,” Katsuki says, because he was probably supposed to have some kind of speech for this. “You’re everything I want. You’re-- you’re fuckin’ everything to me. ‘Zu.” 

Fuck, he feels a lump forming in his throat already. He swallows thickly and takes in a steadying breath. 

“You--” Katsuki struggles for a moment. What words could possibly encapsulate all Izuku is to him? “You’re it for me, Izuku. I want you, I choose you. I wanna spend the rest of my life with you. I wanna give you everything you want.” 

Izuku sobs and wipes his eyes with the backs of his hands. Katsuki rests his forehead against Izuku’s. 

“Lemme give it to you,” Katsuki murmurs. “Lemme have you, take care of you. Call me whatever you want, just lemme be yours.” 

Izuku shakes them both with his sudden laugh.  

“Even pookie bear?” he asks, peeking up at him hopefully and sniffling. 

Katsuki snorts and rolls his eyes. He thumbs away the tears rolling down Izuku’s cheeks.

“Yeah whatever,” Katsuki says, evenly. He presses a soft kiss to Izuku’s cheekbone. “My husband can call me whatever he wants.” 

Izuku’s giggling is high-pitched and breathless. He cups Katsuki’s face in his hands and stares at Katsuki, wide-eyed and adoring.  

“Husband,” Izuku says, slowly like he’s testing the word out. “Husband. Kacchan is my husband. My husband Kacchan.” 

“Mmm,” Katsuki says. Izuku strokes his cheeks with gentle fingers. “Izuku.” 

“Yes?” Izuku says, all too happily. 

“Be my husband,” Katsuki says, more of an order than an ask. 

“Yes,” Izuku agrees, grinning brilliantly. “Yes, I will.” 

Katsuki throws his arms around him and crushes their bodies together. His Izuku, his partner, his best friend, his fiancé. Oh fuck. It hits him square in the chest. He’s really done it, he’s made Izuku his. He’s laid a claim on him no one else will ever have. Fiancé. Katsuki chokes on his sob. Goddamnit, Izuku’s crybaby ways are rubbing off on him. 

“I love you,” Katsuki says, muffled into Izuku’s neck. He presses kisses into the soft skin of his throat. “I’m so fucking lucky.” 

Izuku clutches at his hair and the back of Katsuki’s shirt. 

“I love you too,” Izuku whispers. “I love you so much.” 

Izuku only pulls away far enough to kiss him and alright, maybe he had a point about brushing his teeth earlier. Katsuki can hardly bring himself to care. He kisses back with fervor. They’re gross and in love and fucking engaged. Engaged! Izuku is his. 

“Lemme put this on you,” Katsuki says, breaking away with a gasp. Izuku nods hurriedly. Katsuki trembles as he slips the ring onto Izuku’s finger. A perfect fit, because of course it fucking is. Katsuki doesn’t half-ass anything, especially not when it comes to Izuku. He’d made sure to take into account his knobby knuckles where the bones had never healed quite right and everything. Izuku beams down at his glimmering ring. 

“My hands are too ugly for something this pretty,” Izuku complains. 

“Shut the fuck up,” Katsuki says, bringing Izuku’s scarred knuckles to his mouth and kissing them furiously. “That’s the love of my life you’re talking shit about.” 

Izuku giggles as Katsuki continues to scatter kisses all over his fingers, leaving no scar or bump unscathed from his merciless affection. He only stops when Izuku instead cups his face and draws him up to press a lingering kiss to his mouth instead. 

“I love you,” Izuku says, softly. “My Kacchan.” 

Katsuki hums in agreement. 

“My pookie bear,” Izuku adds, teasing. 

Katsuki snorts and wrinkles his nose. Ugh. Alright, that will take some getting used to. He pulls away and gazes at his fiancé: all viridian curls, shiny tear-tracks lining his freckled cheeks, his wide, expressive eyes glittering with amusement. Katsuki kisses him softly. 

“Yeah,” Katsuki says, trying to sound annoyed despite himself. “That’s me.” 

Izuku’s laughter bubbles out of him, too bright and joyous for his body to contain. He cradles Katsuki’s throat in his hands, peppers his whole face with kisses, and it’s definitely, absolutely one-hundred percent worth it.

[medicallista]

Hi psydea nation if yall are still here, please have my psydea tangled au!!

(i alr cross-posted this on twittter and bluesky but i forgot abt tumblr lmao)

[criticalrolo]

self care is coming up with THE Most Self Indulgent AUs and drawing little pictures to go along with the dumb stories you write for yourself

[simcardiac-arrested]

i am a little lego movie 2 hater but elaborate why you enjoy it. i want to know

like i said before the movie was great!!! Though if i were to list specific details of what i enjoyed …… well, i really liked the story!! i liked the Fighting Over Toys that happens when siblings don’t know how to share, when the older one still cherishes their toys and doesn’t want to give them to the younger one to play with, and the younger one just wants to feel included and share a fun experience with their sibling. i liked how the story happened both in the real world and in the lego world, how both of those worlds affected each other and how in the end it was all just one big misunderstanding because of the Sibling Effect . and more about the story: i just really loved how silly and whimsical it was!!! you can really tell that the first lego movie was made more for kids, and the second movie—five years later—was made for the ‘grown-up’ kids, but that it was still silly and meta and self aware. i dont know if im explaining it well…. seeing those positive happy toys try to act more mature and Edgy and Emo and Grown Up And Epic, it really put a smile on my face and i enjoyed that a lot! most movies or shows that grow up with their audiences just genuinely try to be more mature and Serious(tm). But not this movie. lego movie 2 is for when your 12 year old self who just started puberty and middle school and felt like their childhood was ending and the world was hopeless and unsalvageable. lego movie 2 is for all the edgy preteens and teenagers who drew knives and eyes and emo cats/dogs/various animals in their notebooks because they felt like life sucked. And sure, when you’re actually 12 or however old and Really going through that phase, you’d watch this movie and scoff at it. really? a happy ending? no one’s the REAL bad guy? so stupid. so immature. so childish. what a dumb movie. but when you watch this movie as an older person who’s already went through the worst of their edgy phases and knows that, sure, the world sucks, but that it’s still worth it? well then this movie is perfect for you. I really don’t get why people would rag on lego movie 2 for being too simple or juvenile or whatever—i think it’s a very sweet premise! i think it’s a good story about how growing up is HARD, it is DIFFICULT and SCARY and MORTIFYING!!! SUDDENLY ALL THE JOY HAS BEEN SUCKED OUT OF THE WORLD!!!! but it is a story about how facing reality is easier with friends by your side, with the people you love and who love you. it’s a story about how even if you weren’t saved, even if nobody was there for you, you should still stay yourself and open up your heart to people and trust, because that’s the only thing we have left when life gets scary (and life is scary most of the time). it’s a story about staying soft instead of toughening up (i sincerely believe lego movie 2 could cure toxic masculinity, could stop the rise of alpha male grindness and could end meanness as a whole), and it’s a story about self love. And sure batman might’ve flossed for 3 seconds but all of the music was banger and you’ll find me listening to Not An Evil Queen for 50 hours straight. 10/10

[arovalentines]

but i'm not supposed to scratch

[moe-broey]

I am...... getting A Little nostalgic for Stardew Valley........ but I know it is SUCH a commitment like if I get back into that shit I'm blacking out for a month. I Cannot Allow It

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

ring pop proposal ♡

fem reader, pure fluff, childhood friends to lovers lemme alone do not perceive me yk the drill by now, lil self indulgent fic cus i love childhood friends to lovers and puppy crushes, polar opposite’s trope, this reeks of my oc x canon katsu ship sooooo shh shh do not perceive.

the first person who realizes katsuki has a crush on you is his mom because when she comes to pick him up one day from kindergarten he suddenly mentions you. it’s an innocent little interaction he had with you that mitsuki doesn’t think much about at first, simply surprised her son managed to befriend someone outside of his little group of friends until he starts mentioning you more and more.

soon you’re the only thing he talks about and katsuki even starts begging her to have you come over to play. mitsuki is extremely curious to know what kind of person you are to have been able to enchant her son the way you have, she says it’s fine as long as your parents agree.

you’re a sweet little thing, almost the complete opposite of her little devil’s spawn. you’re polite and a little shy when you ask “ is it okay if i come to play at katsu’s house, please miss katsuki’s mom ?” and how could she say no to you ? she pulls at your cheek lovingly and her son almost snarls at her.

“no touchin’ !” he snarks, pulling you against him like you were his teddy bear.

mitsuki was the first to realize her son had a crush on you when you were always around. when he found something cool during a class trip you were there and whenever he was upset it was always because you had argued about something irrelevant that seemed so much bigger in the eyes of a child.

she realized because katsuki had, and in some ways, will always be rowdy. he’s rough and temperamental and moody—basically, he can be quite the brat. (she wonders where he gets that from a lot) but he’s different with you.

he’ll always be a little rough around the edges but it’s the thought that counts. he drags you around a little too hard but it's to show you something he knows you'd like and you repay him by being patient with him and letting him drag you around to his hearts content. he let’s you use the crayons he’d just denied another classmate seconds ago and when it’s really early in the morning and you’re still sleepy unlike your more energetic friend, he waits for you. sitting with you in the reading corner quietly commenting on a little bit of everything in the book you’re sharing until you’re awake enough to start the day because katsuki wanted you to be together through anything no matter what, starting the day without you was simply unimaginable.

you offer him your kindness and he repays you with his loyalty. acting like your guard dog, protecting you from everything and everyone he considers a threat to you. he goes a bit overboard but it’s the thought that counts and he’s definitely got the right intentions.

“ i’m g’nna marry yn when i grow up !” katsuki proclaims from the backseat of the car after mitsuki had come to pick him up. she looks at him through the rear view mirror only to see he’s not even looking at her, looking out the window somewhat longingly, watching as his school fades away from his sight, further and further and further away from you. she smiles to herself.

“yeah ?” she asks “yeah !” he responds proudly, crossing his arms “ i asked yn if she wanted to be my wife an’ she said yeah, so we’re gettin’ married !”

“huh. how’d you propose ? you don’t have a ring.” she jests.

katsuki responds immediately and exclaims he does have one, shuffling around to reach for something in his pocket. he pulls out a plastic ring pop holder, the candy on top is missing and mitsuki can imagine what happened to it.

“gave her one of these !”

“so that’s why you had me buy those from the store last time,” she hums. “ you ate it, though.”

katsuki tries to roll his eyes but just ends up looking up and to the side, mitsuki recognizes it as him trying to mimic what she does a lot and she snorts.

“well duh, we both did ! ‘f i kept it in my pocket it woulda gotten gross !” he defends. mitsuki simply responds with a hum, smile on her face growing larger as she hears her son happily chatting about the rest of his day with you.

she knows her katsuki is hard to handle. extremely so. but when she sees the way you both interact she can tell something is there. you don’t ‘handle’ him. you like being around him. you like playing and talking with him, she sees how happy you make him whenever you come over for playdates. he holds your hand when you get scared and you hug him tight and beam when you see him again after he’s gotten over a nasty cold.

she can tell you make her son happy and he does the same for you in the way children do with pinky promises and shy cheek kisses, kisses over tiny wounds and refusing to be separated whenever the rowdier one of you both gets his recess time taken away for being naughty.

mitsuki hopes this crush, this love you have for her son can grow along with you. she hopes you’ll stick around as katsuki grows up more and potentially more rowdy and rougher around the edges but even more enamored with you. and with the way her son is squirming around in his seat and tugging at his seatbelt, giddy about you accepting his ring pop proposal, she has a funny feeling you’ll be sticking around for a long time.

[anonbinaryweirdo]

Screams into a cloud and watches as it explodes and starts a flood

[halfgirl-halfdolll]

Extremely self-indulgent. For the neurodivergent girlies. English isn't my first language, so my apologies for any mistake. I also have no idea how to write a Scottish accent 🧘🏻‍♀️ bear with me

You knocked on the dark hardwood door as you've had done plenty of times before.

It has been almost six months since you've signed that contract. That one, the one where you forfeited 4 years of your life in exchange for stable wages and proper housing.

For someone with no life, no family and no friends (besides the online weirdos you'd talk to from time to time), that was kinda good, if you could say so yourself.

You had stability, even though it came with the cost of being tied down to a military base chock-full of people who didn't really understand you.

That was fine though. THAT, you were used to. It comes with the neurodivergence: the side eyes, the whispers and the isolation.

What you weren't used to, however, was how your heart would race like a rabbit on a run for its life whenever you knocked on that one door. And you had to knock on it quite a lot of times.

You rapped your knuckles against the hardwood once more when you got no reply, cracking the door open just a little bit to peek inside.

"Cap?" You said, voice almost a whisper. After a few seconds, you heard an answer.

"Come in, love. Didn't know it was you." A strong, booming voice came from inside and you swallowed the lump on your throat that always formed whenever you had to go to Price's office.

Not because you were afraid of him, no. On the contrary. Maybe Price and the rest of the task force were the only ones who didn't treat you like an aberration – probably because they were aberrations of their own merit.

Maybe it was stupid of you to get giddy over being treated well by some of your coworkers, but when the bare minimum was so rare, you latched onto it like a dog with a bone.

And in spite of yourself, you couldn't control your own heart. It would be racing like a schoolgirl with a crush whenever you went to visit any of the men from the task force. You gave up on trying to tame it.

"Hi Cap" you said, with a small smile, approaching his desk. On the corner of your eyes, you saw the other three burly men that made up 141 and waved.

"Hey, lass, good ta see ya!" Soap hollered, voice loud as ever. You could probably feel it vibrating inside your bones if he spoke for a little longer and you loved it; as much as you envied it. What wouldn't you do to be just a little bit outgoing like that? Maybe things would be just a tad easier.

"How can I help my favorite secretary?" Price asked, the corner of his eyes wrinkling as he smiled, crow's feet getting a lot more pronounced in a way you probably thought of more than you should.

You scoffed, rolling your eyes.

"I'm your only secretary."

"Doesn't make my statement any less true."

You shook your head and placed a manila folder in front of him.

"I need your autograph, Cap."

"What for?"

"Because I'm your biggest fan and I wanna put it on my refrigerator...?" You answered humorously, and Price raised an eyebrow. You sighed. "We need to authorize the training of a few new recruits and they need your approval. So I need you to sign it."

Price huffed out a low chuckle and began leafing through the needlessly thick document. You poked your finger into the folder, fishing out the last pages, and walked towards the other men sitting on the other side of the office.

"I like today's dress, love." Gaz was manspreading on one of Price's armchairs, head resting on his palm as he gave you an once over. If it were anyone else, you'd probably hate the way you were being perceived – it usually made you feel like a bug being watched through a magnifying glass. But under his gaze, you just felt like a doll being admired.

"Do you, now? It's one of my favorites." You bowed dramatically while holding the hem of the dress. It was just another one of the black frilly dresses that you wore like a signature. It flew around you as you spun on your feet to show the black ribbon on the back.

"Adorable as always. If I wasn't selfish, I would say it's wasted inside this base, but I like to have you around way too much." His eyes gleamed with mirth and, in any other situation, you'd think he was secretly mocking you – but not Kyle. Not any one of them. You knew the compliments were genuine, even if they didn't understand why you insisted on sticking out like a sore thumb when it brought you so many problems.

You knew they would never really understand how masking could hurt you, but you were grateful they still defended your decision on just being yourself.

"Look at tha' key on yer neck." Soap pointed at your necklace. "I ken what's tha' for. It's the key to my heart, aye?" He said with an exaggerated wink and a smile that could blind you.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever you say." You rolled your eyes, smiling, and pushed a paper into his hand and did the same with Gaz and Ghost.

"I need your autographs as well. You heard my explanation already."

" 'm not built for a life of fame, love." Simon grunted, shifting on his seat right beside Soap.

"Too late, the spotlight already found you. Now you gotta give me your autograph or I'm gonna cancel you on social media."

He huffed.

"Don't ya think I should have been canceled a long time ago?"

"Probably." You shrugged, and handed him a pen. "I like my favorites problematic, what can I say."

Soap barked out a laugh, mindlessly scanning the document and Ghost merely shook his head.

"Do I gotta sign this? Don't really feel like training new runts." The masked man muttered and you shrugged.

"Don't shoot the messenger. I don't really want new young men around me either." You walked back towards Price's desk after collecting the documents and placed them neatly inside the folder after he was done surveying every single fine print.

"What do you guys want for lunch?" You asked as you tucked the documents under your arm. Price clicked his tongue.

"You don't have to keep bothering with making food for us, love. We can all eat at the canteen like everyone else." The older man leaned back on his chair, folding his arms.

You looked to the side, with a small pout on your lips.

"But if I make you guys' lunch, then I can emotionally blackmail you into eating with me at the kitchen." You mumbled, avoiding any and all eye contact.

"So it was all a ploy to keep us nearby? I thought you were doing that because you liked us. I'm so hurt, dear." Kyle spoke up from his seat, a dramatic hand over his chest as he leaned his head back. You put a hand over your mouth, hiding your grin.

"Maybe I'm just learning a thing or two from hanging around tacticians?"

"Aw, Captain, come on. How can we leave the poor doll hangin'? And we get ta eat actually good food, not that canteen slop! Come on!"

Price sighed, shaking his head in defeat.

"Anything you make will be great, love."

"As long as it has proteins and carbs." Ghost added from his seat and you snickered. He had already seen you eating your comfort foods before and, needless to say, he didn't approve of them.

"As long as it has proteins and carbs." Price repeated, with a nod.

"Proteins and carbs, okay, got it." You said with a fierce nod, walking back towards the door to the older man's office. "Meet you guys at the kitchen?"

"1200, sharp." Price said, with eyes as soft as the smile under his moustache. You gave him a small salute on your way out.

"Yessir."

This will probably be a little anthology of scenes I think of, involving poly!141 x neurodivergent reader who works for them as a secretary. They might not have much continuity but I'm using this as a self-healing, self-indulgent blog, separated from my main. Expect mostly fluff and angst from me.

[theastrohub]

what city you should live in based on your moon sign ⏾

astrology can help you make an informed decision for something as significant as where one will live. and especially if you are a more hedonistic person like myself, choosing a place to live with a focus on personal satisfaction is a guaranteed upgrade in quality of life. it also helps you narrow down what your true emotional needs are and live a life more in alignment with your truest self.

choosing what city to live in based on your moon sign helps an individual with emotional fulfillment, being able to create a sense of belonging, stress reduction, enhanced creativity and productivity, better romantic and platonic relationships, and so much more.

here are my thoughts on your ideal city based on your moon sign:

一

⏾ virgo moon 一

kobe, japan + washington, D.C. (USA) + zurich, switzerland

you likely prefer a clean, walkable city that is health-conscious. ideal cities have paved roads, a lack of industrial machines or well-regulated factories, and a structured, straightforward urban planning model. a city safe enough to raise babies and young children is your benchmark. you value a city that emphasizes logical aspects of life. air pollution and trash management are crucial, so you'd thrive in cities with high air quality indexes, like those mentioned above.

一

⏾ libra moon 一

florence, italy + brooklyn, new york + capetown, south africa + amsterdam, netherlands + paris, france

as one of my favorite moon signs, you truly appreciate beauty, harmony, and aesthetics in where and how you live. you love cultured cities with plenty of artistic experiences. perhaps you're an artist yourself, seeking communities where you can express that creativity. a city that offers a balance of cityscape, mountainscape, and access to bodies of water appeals to your sense of harmony. you’re drawn to colorful, multicultural environments where you can accumulate luxury goods.

一

⏾ scorpio moon 一

new orleans, louisiana + mumbai, india + providence, rhode island

this one is tricky because scorpio Moons are known for being extremely intense and private, which doesn't always translate to a livable city (think Bermuda Triangle). however, you likely value transformative experiences and a form of social power. you want to be in a city that matches your intensity—a place that might be politically involved, spiritually inclined, or even part of some controversy. communities where you can explore taboo subjects or rise within social hierarchies are ideal for you.

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⏾ sagittarius moon 一

toronto, canada + prage, czech republic + krabi, thailand + dubai, UAE

as one of the more hedonistic moon signs, you crave freedom—to be, to do, to have, etc. you prefer cities with a lot of versatility for living, offering options like big homes, sprawling lofts, small cozy one-bedrooms, and everything in between. cultured and religious cities appeal to your belief system, which is crucial to you. You need a place where you can live your philosophies freely and have fun. a city with many opportunities for adventure and easy access to other exciting places is essential. think road trips, bungee jumping, scuba diving.

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⏾ capricorn moon 一

london, england + manhattan, new york + melbourne, australia

one word: old-fashioned. capricorns are often seen as traditional, and there's a reason for that. as a capricorn moon, you value cities that operate like institutions—places that have stood the test of time without much change to their foundation. ambition and hard work are of utmost importance, so cities with a professional or hustle culture appeal to you. you are drawn to cities in countries with a strong identity or culture that gratify your sense of tradition. cities where you can network, accumulate wealth, and indulge in luxuries are your ideal.

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⏾ aquarius moon 一

san francisco, california + rome, italy + new orleans, louisiana + portland, oregon

with pluto in aquarius, I anticipate more moves for aquarius moons, which is great because this is the most community-centered sign in my opinion. aquarius moons value living in cities where they can positively contribute, socialize, and build relationships based on shared interests. you are drawn to innovative, creative cities that are always ahead of trends. you also appreciate cities that are civically mindful and contribute to humanitarian efforts on both local and grand scales.

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⏾ pisces moon 一

bali, indonesia + bora bora, french polynesia + rome, italy + paris, france

pisces moons are one of the moon signs that truly need to feel "drawn" to a place before visiting or residing there. emotional fulfillment, romance, and creativity are non-negotiable for pisces moons. because of this, beautiful, artistic cities with many opportunities to be near bodies of water are ideal. beach cities and honeymoon destinations are perfect for pisces Moons' empathic and sensitive nature. A city with a calm undercurrent is essential to satisfy your need for rest and peace.

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⏾ aries moon 一

rome, italy + los angeles, california + tokyo, japan + cairo, egypt + mumbai, india

similar to capricorn moon, its cardinal sibling, aries moons need the opportunity to keep on the go wherever they live. For this reason, you're best suited to "cities that never sleep"—places where you can stay active, compete in major global industries, and reach newer heights. you're drawn to cities with fiery traditions and those that excel in national rankings. you also appreciate cities that are vocal about their value systems and embrace trends.

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⏾ taurus moon 一

honolulu, hawaii + havana, cuba + las vegas, nevada + ibiza, spain + tokyo, japan

much like libra moons, venus-ruled moons love venus-ruled cities. taurus moons enjoy cities that are comfortable in every sense—materially, socially, politically, and aesthetically. you appreciate cities that are openly hedonistic—notorious vacation spots are actually great places for you to establish yourself. cities with strong tourism markets are good for your desire for material success as they are epicenters of culture and attract people from all walks of life.

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⏾ gemini moon 一

chicago, illinois + boston, massachusetts + cairo, egypt + lisbon, portugal

as a gemini moon, cities that are versatile, education-centered, and logical are appealing to you. you thrive in places where "everyone knows everyone" and socializing is a priority. cities known for their educational institutions and vibrant social life satisfy your need for variety and communication. cities with a strong tourist presence are also appealing, as you enjoy the ability to feel like a tourist in your own city at any time.

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⏾ cancer moon 一

sydney, australia + niagara falls , new york + instanbul, turkey + berne, switzerland + mogadishu, somalia

cancer moons love domestic cities that are more feminine in nature. Like their sister sign capricorn, they strongly value traditions, both cultural and social, but in a softer manner. they prefer cities with a strong influence by women and things traditionally associated with women, like fashion, beauty, and the arts. cities with beaches and a strong luminary presence are essential, as they are the water-bearers of the zodiac. cities with a balance between domesticity and capitalism appeal to their need for material security and a good home. a city with a strong real estate market and that is ideal for newlyweds and families is also preferred.

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⏾ leo moon 一

los angeles, california + miami, florida + mexico city, mexico + marrakesh, morocco + ibiza, spain

much like aquarius moons, the need to be around people is prominent with leo moons. leo moons value being in cities that honor appearance and aesthetics. being seen, being talked about, romance, and play are priority for a leo moon when moving. a city where they can explore artistic pursuits and new cultures. cities that promote health and wellness and image. cities with social hierarchies and strong social networks. cities that are "popular" with the whole world. also cities that are known for night-life and social life. cities where you can regularly rub elbows with important people and indulge in the grandiosities of life.

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the moon in astrology is a gateway to a deeper understanding of one's desires, needs, and motivations which can help in making better-informed decisions on where to move or establish a life. I highly suggest you take this into consideration on your next trip or relocation.

thank you for reading 💋

@astrobaeza

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[dryya-doesnt]

Hi guys…. I’m being extremely cringe and rewatching Minecraft diaries…. Here are some doodles…mostly self indulgent color practice

Garroth!!! The helmet guy himself go white boy go… love him I rlly liked early s1 garroth he was so serious 💀💀💀 actually hilarious

Laurence was done so dirty with that fire engine red hair…also his howl pendragon arc was rlly cringe then and still now LOLLL

Zane 🙁🙁 (he’s having a tantrum) still hate him he’s insufferable

[bugflies00]

i have so many thoughts about the tommy song/video and theyre a jumbled mess. i wouldnt call this an analysis this is just. most of my thoughts surrounding the video and what it shows about tommy

one of the things that stuck out to me (outside of how depressing and just like. is this guy okay) is something that ive always respected tommy for because he's always stuck with it and its his like. fervent conviction in people doing things theyre passionate about. thats always been one of the things he talks about all the time!!!

when AI started appearing he was talking about death of creativity, with the internet he's always talking about how the real tragedy is the algorithm killing people's passion by driving them with views and money, and even when he talks about youtube itself, and nowadays standup, its so full of passion.

and i think thats really important because it would be extremely easy for someone like tommy, who's in the process of maturing his online image from a very loud, immature and PASSIONATE persona, to make fun of it. it would be so easy to do like so many other creators and laugh at how "cringe" it was and make a quick cash/attention grab with a funny clip of him laughing at himself. but he never has. well don't get me wrong he's laughed at himself or old videos but it's always just. good natured taking the piss out of himself, it's never this like. mocking your younger self who was so excited to do what they did only because now its "cringe".

not only is he constantly giving that advice to other people (its been years of him replying, to any kid in his chat or donations asking advice on how to be a creator etc, "just go and do it if you love it!!"), he's coherent with how he applies it to himself. he realised he was making cash grab tiktok react vids and hated it so much he just stopped uploading for a while.

i dont know i just think there's something admirable about being able to still be sincere in a time where everything especially online has to be processed through a layer of irony. and its even funnier because he's more sincere THROUGH the irony i mean he's literally going into standup.

letting yourself create something that "means" something is fucking hard especially when half the internet still sees you as a kid who screams around. except the thing is that kid DID make stuff that mattered and that meant something because he was, in his own words, having fun.

i think thats what the format of the video was about too. i mean i think it was pretty clearly not a song thats meant to be streamed, its not purely music, its also a video because tommy is also first and foremost an editor who went to film college. its also not a "comedy" song like he's made some before, because those were all intentionally created to land as many jokes and make a big buzz— which doesnt mean they were bad! im philza is a contemporary lyrical masterpiece. but they had a specific purpose and it was to make people laugh and i think this video was completely like. opposite of what peoples expectations are of tommy. the "wow hes not a child anymore hes being mature🤓" reactions are the most obvious aspect of this (which, like, its been a while, get with the program).

i think the point of this was to make something that genuinely meant something but that was also like. as unpalatable to the algorithm and to the TommyInnit Viewer as possible. even now that he's gone into making quieter, more reflective videos, we've never had the flashing texts and the projector images and just all of that. hes always talking about how he hates the way the "youtube formula" has dictated the course of content and stolen all creativity for youtubers. its not meant to be a YouTube Video tm. its just meant to mean something to someone, and obviously process some sort of personal emotions, and i just think thats. yeah. yeah

i mean he even says so outright. "this needless, self indulgent spiral of self gratification" is pretty damn explicit. its not meant to be funny content its really a cry for help or for just. anything at all really

it was also a lot about perception, yknow the "entertainer" dilemma, "its all attention porn"... theres a layer of this point thats universal, everyone struggles with how they're perceived and i think any "artist" or "entertainer" figure can see themselves in it, but there's also a layer thats completely impermeable to most of us because it touches upon the sheer absurdity of a "youtuber". especially one of tommy's popularity. especially one who blew up so so fast so young. i honestly think its IMPOSSIBLE to process that. its about the ethics of having millions of people's time so readily available to you if you just press the right buttons to make the algorithm happy and then you've got them. im like 75% sure i remember him saying this on stream once, something like "your time is valuable" and if a fan didnt value him as an entertainer they should drop him.

and even here^ thats the saddest "lmao" ive seen in my life SORRY LOL but its really just. yeah im not gonna repeat myself it speaks for itself. perception and internet expectations and all that

one of the other images that stuck out to me was also this:

"yeah i know its too much like bo burnham but it wont be in a year though. in a year it will be like tom simons. just let me figure out what that means, ok?"

a lot of the video is about. influences and inspirations. the bo burnham references are so obvious he's poking at them, but i think he's raising a good point about the creativity that he's constantly praising. its never something that springs up on its own, its all about looking at others work and making it your own and feeding yourself with all those experiences and slowly, surely building your own way of doing things (tommyinnit "minecraft talent show" and "a tribute to dream smp" serial quackity + schlatt impersonator would know all about that) ->

and its daunting! its fucking scary to move away from that! which is also the main vibe i got from the video which, outside of his own issues with how he's perceived online, was the sort of existential dread that comes with actually creating. its one thing to preach you need to be passionate and create, its another to sit down and create something thats BY you. its a part of growing up! and we're literally seeing him do it live (well the bits that he chooses to show obviously)! thats also part of why i think tommy's so relatable to so many people is that he's so like. honest and real about what it's like to grow up, simple as that, and growing into yourself.

"this was everything to me" and using the picture of his younger self... man. theres obviously so much sadness underlying the whole thing but i think the nostalgia and melancholy in mourning being someone who was only inspired/excited by your interests and role models is universal. and obviously for tommy a lot of those influences turned out. well i think it was pretty damn clear who/what he was referring to here. ->

i don't think i need to go too in detail about that, especially cause a lot of the video was clearly a way to process his own personal emotions. especially with those next few images. i just hope he's okay and that god doubles his pain and gives it to mr beast to quote my friend bronzetomatoes. man.

of course he had to end with a funny clip about a hot anime girl and i think that kinda. sums it all up in a way. if that makes sense. at the end of the day its about the fact that he has to use humour to make the thing work when its out in the open, even when he tries not to and to be actually honest, but theres also the fact that hes literally a comedian and creating something "honest" IS through humor. its kindof a double edged sword

right well that was my jumbled mess of psychoanalysing tommyinnit i hope he is alright and all that because well that was. something