#i dont like love in the first sight

[arugan]

oomfie send me this on discord.... IM GONNA EXPLODE PFFF

i though it make more sense these 2 fall in love after CS, not while this whole mess. but they will still have a nice friendship (beta too dont forget her). and this pic just 🥹 show that they are actually close to each other let me explain.

el dorado trained all the protocol omega players together, lets say 1 year and a half they had the same training and shared the same course. and everyone's friendship grew here. until el dorado decided to split the group in 3. (and this is at this time where el dorado annouced that they are fightning agaisnt soccer blablabala anyway). they were helpful to each other and get inspiration too ? i heavily hdc that they all agreed that their hissatsu will be about science so they all shared their ideas until it came to reality.

now the arugan part. i just wanna say that they also supported each other. they would share their advices and yk boys being boys. gamma appreciate alpha so much, he admires him, he would take advices and try to execute what alpha recommend. and its quite the same with einam too. but einam was to reserved to ask any question to alpha so instead he was only observing and was asking details to gamma 🥹, even if he doesnt appreciate him (forced to ask because who else is close to alpha).

anyway. γ was mostly taking advices from α to see if he can improve. this pic really yelled at me to finally talk about 1 of the points that always turn in my head......

[shalomniscient]

@ the anon who sent in the fuckgirl feixiao ask, tumblr died on me and sent your ask into the void while i was working on it 💀💀💀 so i’m rewriting it as a regular post shdhskksks my apologies 😔😔😔 this has some abo themes and very generous usage of the ‘love at first sight’ trope. also do mind the tags !!!

cw. allusions to/mentions of slavery

feixiao likes to call herself the lacking general, for she lacks in rivals, regrets and worries. yet for all she enjoys this title, there are instances where it certainly does not apply. for example, she does not lack in loyalty, in strength and in courage. but perhaps most importantly, is thatshe very much does not lack in women.

the merlin’s claw has somewhat of a reputation for being a rather… notorious tomcat. it is not uncommon to find the general at one of the few turquoise pavillions dotted across the yaoqing. of course, these establishments are vetted and regulated by the responsible commissions, and any services provided within the walls of the compound are entirely legal. after all, it would certainly be quite the scandal if the general frequented a place outside the law for any other reason than to bring down its judgement. in any case, many of these establishments eagerly await the foxian’s arrival upon every victorious battle, which is when she arrives with her entourage of soldiers in tow, high off a win against the abundance devils. drink and pleasure and debauchery flow freely on these nights like lifeblood.

and in the middle of it all sits feixiao, the great general and the star of the show. she’s surrounded by courtesans eager for her attention, who giggle and coo and bat their lashes at each word she says. they’re pretty—naturally—and perhaps a little too well into their cups. the bolder ones reach out to touch her arms, bare of her coat, tracing their fingers over the muscles of her biceps. they breathe sultry promises into her ears, coy and inviting, but feixiao hardly hears a word, because she’s far too preoccupied looking at you.

you’re entertaining a group of her men, refilling their tankards and smiling politely as they babble drunkenly. she drinks in the sight of your profile from afar like you’re the only drink she’ll indulge in tonight, from the line of your jaw to the swell of your lips and the bare, exposed skin of your nape. her gaze lingers on your hands, definitely smaller than hers, and she wonders what it’d be like to lace them with her own. what it’d be like to feel them card through her hair, scratch the base of her ears, and cradle the curve of her cheek. something bone-deep aches in her, and she’s standing up and moving before her brain even catches up to her body. the whines of the courtesans she’s left behind don’t even register as she walks up to you, an unfamiliar but not unwelcome flutter in her chest.

(feixiao will later learn that what she feels is want. she doesn’t recognise it at first, because the first thing all slaves learn is that your wants are unimportant. but she is free now, has been for years, and this wanting in her chest is here to stay—and all it wants is you.)

so when you lift your head look at her, meeting her teal eyes, she’s completely and utterly gone.

feixiao has never believed in true mates. the childhood she had—if it could even be called such—could certainly kill any notion of fate or romance in a person. nothing could ever undo those scars, but something in her soothes at the sight of you and the scent of you that fills her nose, light and sweet like mint and honey. it settles on her tongue, and she swallows like she wants to drown in it. to feel it fill her lungs until it permeates into her blood. she runs her tongue under the pointed tips of her fangs, aching with want, before offering as charming a smile as she can muster and asking for your name.

you give it to her, and the rest, as they say, is history.

[enden-k]

wait wait WAIT. WHO is THAT i need him 👀

[fragglez]

caesar/koba nation rise up

[luck-of-the-drawings]

OH ARTHUR BENNETT.. such a gorgeous and intriguing character. terribly burdened by a GRUESOME set of crimes, his light suffocated by a HEAVY century of GUILT. so tragic, so dark and broody, and yet PAINFULLY awkward in any social setting ever

[kideternity]

[Image ID: An inked digital drawing of Digimon character Amphimon. Amphimon is a cyborg humanoid wearing an altered diving suit, they have large chunky gauntlets and boots, lightning bolt embellishments across their design but most notably on a buckle at their waist, on the bottom of their chest armour and on their diving helmet window. They have diving helmet style shoulder pads, a large jellyfish like skirt connected to the buckle made up of two layers- a puffier top layer with jellyfish markings on it and a longer flow-ier bottom layer- and large circular pads at their hands, feet and knees. The ones on their knees and hands have a cross symbol on them and the ones on their feet have a minus symbol. They have large jellyfish antenna coming from their diving helmet and the exposed parts of their body- such as their forearms, waist and at the inner upper thighs- appears made of straps. They’re in a front facing action pose, with their right leg and arm pointed down whilst their left leg is raised the calf slightly tucked in, and their left arm is raised over their head. /End Image ID]

I haven’t seen all of ghost game yet but Amphimon is by far my favourite new digimon from it

[ponuchuu]

oof other people doing their selfship is so wholesome and romantic and cute

and im here like,,,, yea they're like two wet cats and it's funny

[b4kuch1n]

more sk8. I think the cindereki stuff is extremely stupid but I am not immune to trying to conceptualize a princess gown in any setting

[andreal831]

I need you to look after Hayley. She is our family now.

Haylijah in every episode -> 1.04 Girl in New Orleans

[calsvoid]

yeah kurt is blaine’s one true love but have you forgotten that blaine could’ve been sebastian’s

[skitskatdacat63]

Seb with the red bull hat post-AD/Brazil 2010 is something that can actually be so personal

Bonus:

(these pics have such horribly filthy, degenerate, obscene vibes that it felt wrong to casually include them with such otherwise cute pics sdjkhka. That last one literally haunts my brain, every time I see it when I scroll through my f1 folder, I just have to stare at it for like a full minute. It's so horrendously depraved, it looks like he's getting bu-*gets shot*)

[eddiegettingshot]

every time i open twitter it introduces me to new absurdities

[scatterpatter]

Funniest thing ive learned (while plotting my secret prequel fic where Quick and Cut first get together) is that. Okay so.

My hc for this ship is that Quick gets a crush on Cut, like, super quickly(HAH). Like starts getting feelings within like a week of knowing Cut. Sure it takes time for the relationship to happen but Quick gets a crush very quickly.

And one of my friends informed me that

That thats just alloromanticism

That getting a crush on someone very shortly after meeting them is just. Normal. For alloromantics.

And my demiromantic ass was just

"huh"

I WAS SO CAUGHT UP IN MAKING QUICK THE "WEIRD" ONE FOR GETTING FEELINGS SO FAST THAT I FORGOT THAT ALLOROMANTICS ARE JUST LIKE THAT

[kimjunnoodle]

anyway other than meeting the loml today i also got a dual walking stick/dagger :)

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

Phullo it is I again!

I am very glad that you actually responded and given me an actual advice since I was worried about the question I sent you.

Though besides that I have another question for you (hoorayyy)!

So, about the reading books earlier- I’m fortunately a bookworm too! It’s just that I notice I prefer reading the genre science fiction/psychological horror more than… anything else!

And while the books I am currently reading, ‘Flowers For Algernon’ and ‘I’m Thinking Of Ending Things’ (these books are seriously so wonderfully made they make want to tear my walls), DO have romantic aspects of it- it’s not really the main plot of the story..

‘Flowers For Algernon’ has amazing storytelling and is very unique- though I’m not sure if you’ve read it before but, it’s actually just the main character taking notes. Hence why there was a lot misspellings which honestly makes it a great touch if you know the context behind it.

On the other hand, ‘I’m Thinking Of Ending Things’ too shares the same uniqueness as the other, possibly even more unique if I must say so myself. Though I REALLY don’t want to make my story similar to them since I want to make it more heart warming than fucked up..

Which is why I feel like I have the need to borrow or buy at least one romantic book because, I lack of it. I mean I accidentally borrowed it one time but it was kind of disappointing.

I don’t know if its a good idea and if I should do it or not since does it really matter of the genre, or just the writing?

Still, if you have any good books that are in the romance genre. Feel free to recommend some to me!

-lots of love, from another bookworm

welcome back! happy to hear you're a bookworm as well <3 im writing those titles down since i read a criminal lack of sci-fi despite loving it

i actually don't have any straight up romance recs - i don't actively search it out (outside of fanfic), so any romance i read just comes with whatever book i've picked up. just straight up romance bores me, unless its a fic with a pairing i actively like. and even then, i need to take breaks from it unless the romance is interspersed with an actual plot. im not a romantically-geared person! i dont have single Main Plot Is Romance book on my shelves!

but imo its really just the quality of writing that helps. ive never been in a romance, im the child of two different divorces, and yet ive been told that i write romance fairly well. go fuckin figure lmao.

so actually my advice on romance is to just like. wow idk what i do is pick apart the romances i see on tv / in writing. what makes them good together, how do they act around each other, what are their love languages, what's their dynamic, what traditional romance things do they partake in, what dont they partake in, do they have anything nontraditional, do they work and why do / they dont they - does that make their relationship more interesting or is it flat. are they a good match.

you don't have to have every answer, but ive found that at least understanding their characters / dynamics, and having them interact in a way that suits them will help your romance feel natural. dont conform to tropes or tradition, that will just make the relationship flat and unrealistic. and you can always sprinkle in little things that you like / would like, which will help ground the romance and get you into the groove

tldr with romance, i think it's better to observe real life (whether that's paying attention to couples or reading reddit threads) & analyze in-love or in-a-relationship characters instead of just reading romance novels. bc honestly, and from what i can tell, they can tend to be over the top or cookie cutter

just realized you did not explicitly ask for romance advice! Oopsie! i got a little carried away here....

[west-tokyo-incidents]

The Black Lake shimmers no more. The bridge of light… is gone.

The necromancer stands there. He isn't sure if it's grief or shock that holds him there, staring at the distant spot where he knows the entrance to Rathma’s Sanctum… now his grave… stands. Somewhere in that dark mist.

He would be the first to admit, there had been some hope in his hollow chest, to meet the first necromancer. Rathma himself.

Hope that had become butterflies at seeing the projection of him...

Offspring of an angel and a demon. The pinnacles of human desires, both flesh and spirit, come together in one. Of course he had been beautiful. 

Nothing to say of his work. The gorgeous, spanning necropolis, something he, himself, could only dream of. Its sculptures beautiful and the resting places of the dead in the sanctum so carefully placed… 

The sanctum. Those butterflies had become stinging locusts when he opened those doors. How long it had taken for him to kneel beside his body to see what the petals would show him.

The memory of Lilith finding his body. Her so gently moving his hands to place them on his chest, where his father had just left him to rot. Is it a mother’s grief that makes it all the harder to turn his back on the place? Was it her influence that urged him to gently fix a lock of hair on his cold face? Her blood still pulsing inside of him, making him boil alive with anger at his death?

He lifts a bony knuckle to his mouth and bites down on it, trying to relieve himself of some of the emotion. It's painful. It's supposed to be. Just… just a little catharsis. Such a valuable life lost. Such an awe-inspiring legacy left to collapse and crumble to dust across a lake to be abandoned.

Oh, that he could be the one to repair it, to restore it, to raise it from the dead–

One of his servants gently nudges him.

Right. He yanks his knuckle out of his mouth. He has an amulet to return and a demon to track down… 

He turns and glances over his servants. Only seven. He is young, a meager child of a necromancer. He would barely be able to clear out a single room, much less repair a whole city of dead. Much less that Rathma's servants would even bother with rising for him. A young necromancer with what to his name? Barely the title of 'Priest', seven skeletons, and a puppy dog’s admiration for someone not only dead but leagues more important than him. Someone who's in over their head and drowning in it.

He flexes his injured hand and walks towards the stairs. 

His blood drips into the water, mere wisps to dissipate in seconds in the flow.

Dissipate... But not disappear. Not truly. A piece of him would linger here for just a bit longer.