#i think jars played really well for us for a long time and he struggled this season

[couthbbg]

get your GM hat on for this one! 🎩

if you are kyle d, will you consider this latest setback as a motive to make a major management/roster move if playoffs are the goal, regardless of how it ends? i’m divided if it’s worth to ditch the long-term plan after the core retires for a short-term gamble, or better restrategize the goal for the rest or the season and open an opportunity to develop younger players and get a higher draft pick. appreciate the insight!

oof I hope you sent this to multiple people bc i'm not really the best person to ask strategy and trade questions to. i have lots of smart and informed mutuals whose opinions i've read but i honestly don't do "smart," i do "is this guy cute" and "do his vibes match our vibes" and "does he have a sparkle in his eyes and certain je ne sais quoi"?

that being said, my one and only opinion for the pens is that they should do absolutely everything in their power to keep the core together until they retire (or as long as they want, which from everything i know is until they retire). that wouldn't work in every franchise/city/fanbase, but i think pittsburgh, from what i can tell, adores them and would put up with a lot before they'd hang them up to dry. so, yeah, i wouldn't do anything crazy re: restructuring and getting high draft picks. I feel like we're not nearly bad enough to try to tank to get a draft pick that would be actually valuable in the next few years, and it would be a disservice to the core to not keep trying to rally good guys around them.

[seph-ic]

My favorite thing ever?

Nico has a service dog 

Because after Mr. D diagnoses him with PTSD he feels kind of hopeless and overwhelmed (especially after her hears that it can’t be easily fixed with magic or anything) 

So Mr D. Suggests that he get a service animal. 

Nico argues that animals hate him because he ‘smells like death’. Mr. D Points out that Mrs O’Leary doesn’t hate him. 

They both go talk to Hades who jumps at the excuse to win back his son by buying him more stuff. 

The dog ends up being a hellhound mix (don’t ask how.) 

The mix is mostly so she is a bit smaller for convenience (so she can fit in places.)

I'd assume she looks something like a Burmese mountain dog mix.

Her names Penelope (Penny) and Nico loves her. 

Nico and Her spend a couple of months doing service dog training with Artemis and the hunters (dogs are one of her patron animals.)

the time he spends with them also gives him a bit of closure and helps him process what happened to his sister.

soon enough she's graduated their honorary service dog school and is fully trained.

She goes with Nico everywhere. Since she is half hellhound she can assist with shadow travel and make it easier for Nico. (To Wills relief) 

She helps Nico with panic attacks and nightmares. 

She grabs things for him (KitKats, sword, water, pillows.) 

she can even open the fridge in the big house.

If Nico is having a really bad episode or a flashback he can’t come out of or if he’s in any physical danger, she knows to go get Will Chiron or MR D. In a heartbeat. 

Again a shadow traveling dog being useful.

Will makes extra sure that everyone at camp is aware of how service animals work. 

He teaches all the campers about what Penny's job is and why they’re not allowed to distract her.

On occasion when she isn't working she'll play fetch or get pets from some of the kids. 

All Nicos freind's and family love her.

Like everyone wants to be a part of this dogs life, Nico has literally never been more popular.

Hazel buys her a sweater for the holidays.

Rachel helps Nico also dye part of her tail at one point (to keep her identifiable) and they give it a cool design.

Annabeth asks if she can make her a cool dog house.

Piper insists that they take her to the groomer and buys her little bandannas.

Percy helps Nico teach her how to swim.

She will also grabs medical supplies for Will sometimes.

Grover also knows how to talk to her and regularly lets her know how Nico is doing (not that she doesn't already know.) 

Nico finds it easier to eat with Penelope.

It kind of forces him to eat on a schedule, since Penny has to be fed three times a day and the two of them can eat at the same time.

Nico also gives her little scraps off his plate sometimes which makes them both happy.

She gets absolutely spoiled. 

At one point Nico gets worried that she might get hurt fighting a monster. Hades assured him she won’t but Leo makes her some extra cool dog armor just in case

She also has a little bag attached to her vest for carrying supplies on quests and long journeys. (list of things these bags might contain: Ambrosia, Dog treats, Water/kitkats, extra weapons, drachmas.)

Nico connects so well with this fucking dog.

Like he always struggled with people and he never really even considered being an animal person.

But he absolutely adores Penny.

He talks to her about things that worry him and just finds her presence so unbelievably comforting.

Will solace (who I think personally would become a vet sooner than a doctor) Has this dog on the best fucking diet you could imagine

you have never seen a more medically healthy dog.

And she ADORES Will

Partially because of how calmer Nico is with him, and partially because he keeps a treat jar in the infirmary now.

The best part! she cannot die (from old age at least) Immortal service dog!

Having a huge fluffy head is great for pressure therapy.

Nico (neurodivergent) likes the texture of her fur and stims by petting her or playing with her ears.

[loserlvrss]

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You pried his fingers apart, earning a laugh. Then you groaned in response to his amusement at your struggling. He was touching his phone, and you were scared that the dark polish would transfer onto places it shouldn’t be. However, Hyeongjun didn’t mind much as long as it got him more time with you. 

“Baby,” You whined, almost annoyed, but not really, “Stop moving too much.”

“I’m just trying to change the song,” He replied, “I know you wanna listen to Lana.” 

You smiled slightly, trying to hide it—you loved having an attentive boyfriend who heard you singing Brooklyn Baby earlier. “You changed it two songs ago,” You commented, though not complaining anymore as the familiar guitar strings started to echo. “You just want to hear me sing, well, my boyfriend’s in a band again, don’t you?” 

He stopped moving, and you focused on precisely following the shape of his nail-bed with the brush. He watched for a moment before speaking up, “yeah, actually, I do.”

You recalled listening to the song when you were younger, always dreaming of having a boyfriend in a band—pathetically, and a little, clichely—or one that, at least, played an instrument. The movies made it look so romantic, and you envied the preppy girl who always got the guy in the end.

You couldn’t help having a type.

“Oh-oh!” He moved his hand away, the brush swiping against his cuticle. “Look what I learned!”

You protested his excitement with irritation, “Wait a sec—Jun,” However he didn’t stop, applicator wand hanging pathetically in the air as you stared up at him, “Hyeongjun, you’re like a child who can’t sit still…which is ironic because I literally barely see you move.” You eyed him as you put said applicator back in the tiny glass jar, “If you’re just gonna keep making me mess up, I’m not gonna do them for you anymore.”

He paused getting up, mid-way in the air, his eyebrows coming together in the middle. “What? Why?” He mimicked being hurt, hands clutching the table. “You wouldn’t actually, right? Who would I—who would you match with then?”

“Stop moving then, baby,” He was right, you enjoyed matching; in more ways than just nails. “We could’ve been done by now.”

He pouted, and it finally hit you. He kept messing up his own nails because he didn’t want you to finish them quickly. You were his little sense of peace, the eye to his life that sometimes felt like a hurricane. He didn’t want you to close the glass jar because he didn’t want the moment to end, ever. He loved spending time with you even more than he did playing his guitar. He could spend hours on hours on hours getting scolded if it meant he got even five more minutes with you. He always dreaded the moment he had to leave you. And he knew you did too.

So, you both knew you’d let him use up all your nail polish remover, even if you fronted like you didn’t find it endearing.

In reality, you were lucky he liked matching his nails to yours, because you liked doing them, even if he (purposefully) moved a lot.

He didn’t heed the warnings of falling in love, but if you were the risk, then he was willing to take it.

“Hey, y/n,” He trailed off before sitting back down in the chair and outstretching his unfinished hand to you, “Do you think you could do my makeup next?”

You smiled at his question, “Only if you let me make you emo as hell, Junnie.”

He couldn’t help it, really, you were alluring and addicting.

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[lilousmustaches]

Always keep fighting

Warnings: Depressive and insecurity thoughts.

Notes: I was always afraid of naming one of my stories "Always keep fighting" because i used to think that it had to be perfect. I think this one earned it gracefully. You have my heart in it. Rewatching Supernatural 10 years after and all of it just making the same sense to me as when i was just a kid... gave me the confirmation that i'm always going to have where to come back to. Thank you.

Summary: A very meaningful intimate conversation with the one who helped you overcome your depression many years ago. Jared Padalecki.

Platonic!Jared Padalecki x Reader / Jensen Ackles x Reader

You breathed out tired, closing your eyes feeling the sun and a slight breeze hit your face. Billie Eilish’s voice was playing max in your AirPods isolating you from the noises around like that would give you some peace of mind. 

You were in the middle of filming a season of Supernatural and honestly your life was great. Expect it wasn’t. Well… it was really, nothing really bad was happening, you had an incredible job, amazing friends, amazing fans, there was no drama. But the stress was winning you over and you could feel yourself slowly drifting away into a dark place again, just like when you were younger and what looked like a innocent wave of sadness, turned into 3 years of anti depressives. You heard once that when you have depression one time, it never go away. Not completely. You live your life “sober”, but if you don’t watch it out, any trigger can throw you into the pit once more. 

But it was adult life right? How could you escape the stress of having to do a house moving, working really hard for too many hours, being rejected for a job that you really wanted, sleeping with a coworker who you were in love with and he disappearing after… Normal adult things. There wasn’t no time to cry about it while listening to Billie Eilish. 

You opened your eyes when felt a presence besides you, and you took of your AirPods when saw Jared installing himself near you, in the bench below a tree that was located in a quiet spot in the supernatural set. He wasn’t looking at you, he was looking straight ahead like everything was normal. 

“Hi Jar.” You said still a little confused but waiting to see what this was about. 

“Hi (Y/N)” He said simply still looking ahead. “What were you listening to?” 

“New Billie’s album.” You said with a little smile and Jared finally looking at you with an excited face, he was wearing his grey beanie and a white hoodie. 

“It’s so good right?” He said making you chuckle. 

“Yeah…” You answered frowning your eyebrows. “What are you doing here Jar? I thought you didn’t even had scenes today.” 

“Had some audio problems I had to solve for that forest scene.” He explained and turned his attention straight ahead again. “And thought it would be a good opportunity to check on you.” 

“Check on me?” You asked laughing a bit confused. “You see me practically everyday” 

“Yeah, that’s exactly why I knew we had to talk.” He said turning more serious and your heart started to sunk in your chest. “I know you (Y/N). For real.”

You sighed giving up on trying to hide, Jared was one of your best friends and you two always understood each other very well. That included noticing each other’s mood swings and knowing all about the other’s personal life’s. You stayed quiet for a few seconds before breathing out. 

“I didn’t get that part that I really wanted.” You admitted feeling almost ashamed of saying out loud, sensing a bitter taste in your mouth. It was the main role for an adaptation of a book that you loved, and you felt like you were the perfect person for it. Apparently not. 

“I’m sorry (Y/N), I know how excited you were.” He said quietly putting his arm around your shoulder to give a squeeze. “Did they tell you why?” 

“Nothing concrete.” You struggled. “Random excuses and pre written messages.” 

“That sucks.” He agreed and made a long pause. “But it was just another project, other ones will appear and besides… it would mess up your schedule with Supernatural!”

You rolled your eyes and looked at him with a little smile. 

“Jared we both know Supernatural is coming to an end. Everybody is moving on, thinking about what to do next. You’re already writing your project, hell, Jensen is in L.A right now signing contracts for The Boys.” You said and saw him struggling on what to say. He knew you were right. You entered the Supernatural cast many years ago and it was like a dream coming true. Your career got some much better, the working environment was everything you could ever ask for, you met your best friends and had incredible fans. Being a female character in the show, you didn’t think you would last that much. But you did and you were happy about it. But all the things in life get to a point when you start wanting more, and now, knowing that Supernatural has to end, you found yourself lost. Stagnated. Scared what would happen to your career after this. You were a few years younger than J2 and thought the industry would be open to welcome you, but wasn’t at all what was happening. 

“(Y/N) we still have, at least, one year before we will be really done with Supernatural. That gives you more than enough time to figure it out.” He said like it was obvious. 

“Jar, I know” You said with a sad smile looking at him. “All the rationalized things you were going to say to me, already crossed my mind. I know everything is technically ok. I’m just…” You stopped yourself sighing, gathering the courage to admit it. “I’m just sad.”  

Jared looked at you with a suffered expression and you saw for a split second a look of surprise in his face.

“I don’t want to seem ungrateful to the universe, God, or whatever there is out there.” You continued making him open a small smile. “I know I have time, I just moved to a better apartment, I should be thankful. But I’m just so sad. I don’t even know how to explain it.” 

“I understand it.” He said sincerely looking straight into your eyes, giving you all of his attention. “The guilt that comes with having everything great around you and feeling all of this. Believe me, I do.” Jared said and you knew what he was talking about. About his depressed phase that gave life to all of the campaigns. You two shared a lot of conversations in that period, specially because you had history as well.  “I noticed you were not acting like yourself these past days, I was waiting for you to come talk to me, like you always had.” 

You looked away again feeling a bit ashamed. 

“I didn’t feel like talking.” 

“(Y/N).” He said turning his body to face you, making you look at him again. “There’s nothing wrong with feeling like this. You were one of the people who helped the most when I was depressed. You remember what you would say? That it wasn’t my fault, it was just literally a chemical default in my brain. That’s what depression is. A sickness that affects our brains. You passed through a lot of stress these last weeks, it’s completely understandable the way you’re feeling.” Jared said serious squeezing your shoulder. You closed your eyes to stop yourself from crying.

“I just feel like I’m not enough.” You admitted and finally let one tear drop. Jared stayed in silence, making you open your eyes seeing him with a hard expression looking at you like he trying to read you.

“There is another reason why you’re feeling like this?” He asked and you looked down, wondering if you should tell him or not. 

“Hmm I kinda got ghosted?” You said and saw him raise an eyebrow. “Well, no. I know the guy is super busy right now, I don’t blame him. But there’s a little voice in my head telling that it was the perfect timing to get out of the situation and not give me further explanation that he in fact.. don’t want me that way.” 

“Are we talking about Jensen?” Jared asked in a funny way and laughed when saw your surprised face. “(Y/N), I’m sorry if you didn’t want me to know but he told me that you guys slept together after that night we were in his house…” 

“Yeah, I should have figured this out.” You said allowing yourself to chuckle, running your hand over your face. “So yeah, this finally happened…” 

“Finally!” He exclaimed happily trowing his hands in the air. 

You and Jensen were always unfinished business. When you entered the series, you were young, single and adventurous and it didn’t take long to start crushing on Jensen. Hard. The kind of crush you weren’t even functioning right when he was around. Looking at it right now, maybe it was in that moment that your bond with Jared started to grow, he was always your confident. But none of it mattered, because Jensen… wasn’t single. And eventually you got over it, it was never going to happen so why was the point of growing expectations. Until Jensen wasn’t in a relationship anymore, there were flirts here and there, what of course didn’t last long because you were already meeting someone. And for years and years it was like that, you were simply never single at the same time. When all of that changed some months ago, when the two of you ended long last relationships. But it was really two weeks before that it all turned very real. 

Flashback on

You had  just shooted the mid season finale and man, you were tired. Everyone was going to get 1 week away from filming, but that didn’t mean vacation days. You were in the middle of an, very overwhelming, apartment moving in Vancouver and in the end of the week, you had a trip planned to Chicago to participate in the first day of a Supernatural Convention. The boys were going to get a second week off to attend to more appointments, but the directors wanted you, Misha and other secondary characters to advance the maximum of scenes possible. 

To celebrate and just cool off for a while, Jensen invited you, Jared and Misha to eat some pizza and drink some beers in his place. In the next day, he and Misha were already going to travel to L.A and Jared to Austin, to see his family. 

“So it’s already late and I need some sleep before catching that plane.” Misha said getting up of the chair he was in. “Have a safe fight you guys, and (Y/N) see you on Friday?” He asked and you nodded giving him a small smile. He was going to be your pair to the Chicago Convention, and the two of you would come back together to Vancouver, not even crossing paths with J2 because there was going to attend just the third day of #SpnChicago.

“Yeah, actually I’m going to enjoy the lead and get going as well.” Jared said sighing getting up, slapping hands with Jensen and then turning to you. “You comin’ also?”  

You didn’t want to go actually. It has been ages since you last went out with them like that and it was the first time in days that you were able to get away from your problems. You looked at Jensen to see what the thought and caught he already looking at you, denying with his head. 

“Nah (Y/N), we still have that wine you gave me for my birthday to drink.” Jensen said getting up from the couch you were in, to open the door for the boys. “Stay as long as you want.”

“I think I’m to stay.” You agreed. “Have a safe fight guys.” 

With all of the goodbyes being said, Jensen closed the door of his apartment immediately disappearing into the kitchen. He came back with two glasses of red wine, extending one to you while he returned to his previous place, sitting with his whole body turned to you and you did the same.

“I can’t believe you still didn’t drink that.” You chuckled. 

“Well, of course not! It was your gift, nothing more fair than drinking it with you.” He said like it was obvious, extending his glass. “Cheers” 

Half bottle after, you both were already tipsy, laughing about everything and somehow, closer to each other than before. You spoke about the series, about the bittersweet feeling of it ending. About how excited he was for Soldier Boy and at the same time nervous. He listened to you speak about the role you were auditioning for and gave you his whole support. You even gossiped a little, about Misha’s divorce. After that, somehow the conversation got to the point of relationships and you both shared a lot of thoughts and insecurities about it. 

Jensen smiled when the conversation got to a pause, letting his hand fall to rest in your arm that was leaning in the sofa. You hold your breath when felt his thumb slowly starting to caress you and your belly suddenly got cold when he started to stare at you.

“I just can’t believe that we’re finally single at the same time.” Jensen chuckled in a hoarse voice. You bite your lip, resting your glass into the center table and saw him doing the same thing. 

“That makes a difference?” You challenged him seeing him grin. 

“You know it does, sweetheart.” He said putting a strand of hair behind your ear and you wondered if he could hear the sound of your heart beating. “I always knew you had a crush on me.” 

“I did not.” You said faking a false indignation and you both laughed. “I actually thought it was the other way around.” 

“Guilty.” He admitted making you gulp. “All of those years… us trying to move on from each other. And look at us now… single at our thirties, at the same place we would be in since the start if we weren’t so damn stubborns.” 

You stayed in silence for a few seconds, staring each other like you could see each other’s souls. His eyes were in a dark green filled with lust and when you saw his glance lowering to your lips, you knew you couldn’t take any more of that.

“Kiss me Jensen.” 

“You have no idea on how many years I’ve waited for you to say that.” 

And you didn’t had to ask twice.

XXxxXXXxxxXXXxxXX

You opened your eyes confused still in a dark room, and in a very comfortable bed. You glanced at your phone in the bedside table seeing it was already 12h. The memories from last night started to invade your mind, making you sit up in a rush and frown when you noticed that Jensen wasn’t there. 

Oh right, he had a flight to catch. 

Wearing one of his shirts and his flipflops you found next to his bed, you walked until the living room and saw in his dinning table, an order bag from your favorite bakery and a little post it. 

“Morning sweetheart, 

I’m sorry If I couldn’t wake up by your side today. My flight leaves 8:30 am and I didn’t want to bother you.

I ordered your favorites things from that French bakery you like, to compensate it.

Last night was amazing and I can’t wait to see you again. 

Make yourself at home, stay as long as you want.

-Jensen.” 

You suppressed a smile feeling like a damn teenager, with all of that butterflies in your belly. This really happened. You and Jensen. 

You laughed adjusting yourself in one of the chairs, you had a delicious breakfast waiting for you after all. 

Flashback Off

That day you woke up alone in Jensen’s house, you passed still a few hours there before going back to your reality. The keys weren’t really a problem cause he had an electronic lock. You send him a photo of you eating the breakfast, which he rapidity replied with an emoji of heart eyes. 

But of course, your mind needed to start sabotaging you. You knew Jensen wasn’t the type of guy to text a lot, and you weren’t teenagers with no responsibilities, you were both busy as fuck. But you would be lying if you said if you didn’t expect a little more. Not even seeing his face for 2 weeks after you had sex, gave you so much spare time to question yourself. 

Had he really liked? He was regretting it? He realized you were actually better as friends? Why he didn’t answer your meme? How your relationship would be when he got back from L.A?

“Look.” Jared started after you explained all of it to him. “Don’t beat yourself for feeling it, your feelings are valid and I can see where they are coming from.” 

“It’s true that he could have been more present, but we both know how Jensen is  when comes to answering messages.” Jared continued laughing humorless. “But c’mom (Y/N), it’s you and Jensen were talking about! The guy has been wanting you for years.” 

“I don’t know Jar.” You sighed. “It’s like my mind knows the rationalized facts but still chose to give me the wrong answers.” 

“Are you eating right?” He asked all of that sudden surprising you. 

“Yeah…” You started and huffed when saw his accusatory face. “Ok, maybe I’m skipping breakfast.” You admitted and rolled your eyes when he didn’t back down. “No, I’m not eating right. Are you happy?” 

“No!” He cried. “You’re under stress, you’re isolating yourself, a lot of things are happening in the same time, you’re not eating right, you’re not exercising. You’re going running with me tomorrow by the way.” 

“Jared you know I hate running” You said indignant.

“I don’t care.” He cut you off. “What I’m trying to say is that you and me both… (Y/N) we have to look out for ourselves, you know that. I don’t think you’re depressed again but I think you’re in the edge of it.” Jared said making you shiver. You thought about it, damn you thought you already were. But hearing it from your best friend’s mouth, who always went to hell and back to help you, was rough. Really rough. 

“I…” You started slowly afraid of the words that was going to come back out of your mouth. “I would never forgive myself if I let me go back to that dark hole I was 10 years ago.” 

“Then don’t.” Jared struggled like it was the point of the whole conversation until now. “Can you imagine all the things you would have missed if you gave up by the first wave of depression? Young (Y/N) would have not believe she would sleep with Jensen Ackles.” He said mocking you to lighten up the mood a little bit and you allowed yourself to laugh even if was pretty hard listening to all of that. 

“Call your therapist. I’m going to ask to the producers to give you one more week off.” He continued and you open your mouth ready to argue with that nonsense. “Don’t argue with me on that one. You already have tons of advanced scenes, you need time to rest. And… stop taking life so serious honey, you have time, you’re going to figure out ok? Let yourself be surprised by it.” 

Jared said searching your eyes and saw you nodding slowly. He pulled you for a tight hug resting his head on top of yours. Your eyes were closed and for the first time in a week, you breathed out feeling calmer. Not even Billie Eilish accomplished this. 

“What do we do?” He asked in a slash joking slash serious tone, speaking like you were a little child. 

“We always keep fighting?” You said a little unsure and felt his chest vibrate when he started to laugh. 

“That’s my girl.” Jared said tightening the hug before backing away. “I love you.” 

“I love you too moose.” You said with a small smile feeling a lot better. “Thank you.” 

“I’m always here.” He said getting up. “I need to go back now.” 

You nodded and when you were in the point of putting back your AirPods, he stopped, some steps away from the bench you were. 

“Oh… and (Y/N). Jensen already arrived from L.A” He smiled. “Let life surprise you.” 

You denied with your head letting a small laugh escape from your lips, when you were reliving all of this conversation. One thing that Jared said was completely right, young (Y/N) would have been so proud and surprised by your accomplishments. You survived. This was an everyday motive to be proud already. Your thoughts were interrupted when the screen of your phone lighted up with a notification. 

“Hey sweetheart… I’m finally back in Vancouver and dying to see you. There is so much I want to tell you. And so much I wanna do to you… 

What do you say about going to that Italian restaurant at 20h? I will pick you up. 

Always yours,

Jensen.” 

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[howlsofbloodhounds]

I see an ask and became curious too, how is YOUR 🫵 opinion about the murder time trio? For a long time I thought they were just a fandom delusion, and only recently did I realize that there is a LOT about them (even though none of them have any canon relationship). I know your focus is on Killer, but I think it's interesting to know what you think of these two additions the fandom gives him (additions being Dust/Murder and Horror)

This one’s gonna be kinda short ‘cause I really agree with @signanothername’s interpretation of the trio quite a lot.

I do think Murder will always be a flight risk and Killer is pretty much placed on babysitting/warden duty. I doubt Killer truly gives a single flying fuck about their histories or pasts, but that doesn’t mean he won’t use the information he knows against them whenever he wants to be a bitch. Or even if he just wants to figure out what would happen.

I wouldn’t be surprised at all if Killer had a loathsome tendency to fuck around with them both, like they’re interesting lab rats. Killer’s SOULs in jars, except they still get to keep their SOULs.

I’m sure Killer will occasionally divulge information and tips about Nightmare, the castle, whatever he’s learned. Simply because he likes controlling the flow of information, and he likes being able to have some control over others’.

He might take up a “teacher” role at some point just for the hell of it, assuming he doesn’t quickly lose interest in Dust and Horror and fucks off somewhere on his own again. I doubt he’d really care to listen to or follow either Dust or Horror on the field unless Nightmare enforces it or it’d be more beneficial to do so.

I’m sure Dust and Horror would keep their distance from him, simply because Nightmare always seems to have an eye on Killer and they don’t want to be involved in that. Killer would notice, but wouldn’t care all that much. The other two likely view him as Nightmare’s toy or pet, so they keep away.

I’m sure Dust would have a problem with how Killer doesn’t care or even attempt to escape. (Assuming this is something Dust or Horror even know. Maybe Killer keeps that a little secret, instead just allowing/wanting everyone to think he chose to join Nightmare. Let people think he has more control than he does.)

Dust and Killer might occasionally talk shit about the human together and Killer might make an idle comment on how he sees Papyrus too, but I doubt it’d really go anywhere.

Killer doesn’t like talking about his past or being reminded of it, and he doesn’t even consider himself Sans anymore—he’s unlikely to connect to the concept of Papyrus, a brother, friends, or family the way Dust and Horror do and can.

He probably knows, logically, he once was Sans—and so therefore he likely had a brother, a Papyrus. But he also doesn’t..connect to those fragmented memories, so long ago and so alien to him he struggles to tell if they’re real or not.

In Killer’s eyes, not killing somebody is probably a sign of tolerance. Friendship is..something more complicated, tainted by foggy memories of Papyrus and his experiences with his closest and longest “friend,” Chara. So at most he probably just considers Dust and Horror coworkers he likes to fuck around with for fun—because considering them friends has implications for Killer.

There’s probably also this sense of unspoken “if you break them, you fix them” thing between Killer and Nightmare. Like, Killer’s allowed to play and mess around with the new additions, but he cannot push them too far that they become useless to Nightmare. And if he does, he has to put them back together.

So I’d imagine that whenever Killer manages to drag Murder back from his escape attempts, he’s also kinda required to play nurse for a bit and get Murder back into working shape. It’s a humiliating and dehumanizing experience for Murder, but Killer does pretty well in the physical sense of caring for someone—not so much on the emotional and mental front though.

Horror and Killer also have their “not eating” issues. Horror because of his famine and 7 year starvation, Killer for undisclosed canon reasons—possibly because of his own food trauma (such as food triggering sudden emotions or memories, like ketchup or spaghetti), perhaps his dissociation and unawareness of his limits, maybe eating doesnt inspire any emotions in him very often, maybe starving himself helps gain a sense of control. Who knows, but it’s something that they have in common.

They’d probably all work together when they have to—they’re all dealing with the same shitty boss—but I doubt their idea of friendship would be typical. These guys probably torment eachother and it’s taken as something almost affectionate even.

But they’ll probably be some invisible, unspoken line between Horror & Murder and Killer. They view Killer as Nightmare’s. Horror will likely be disgusted by both Killer and Murder’s actions, what they did to their brothers—Murder will likely see far too many similarities between Killer and the human to be comfortable with him completely, and meanwhile Killer just isn’t capable of caring.

Meanwhile, Horror and Murder have that “you scratch my back, I’ll scratch yours” thing, but they both ultimately have their own goals.

Murder wants to get back to his AU and would probably ditch Horror in a heartbeat if it means doing so. Horror still has his brother to look after, so I’m sure he’ll rat Murder out if it keeps his Papyrus and AU safe. I’m sure they both understand that about eachother, though.

Sorry if this wasn’t really all that interesting. I’m kinda basically just repeating another’s views on it because I already agree with that interpretation 💀.

On another note, should Killer ever go into Stage 1 while in a Bad Sanses AU, I’m sure he’ll keep his distance from the others; either by staying in his room or leaving the castle frequently. I’m sure it’ll be quite a long time before Killer allows himself to be Stage 1 around the others, and Stage 1 would do his utmost to avoid them, and it’s possible that if they ever did encounter him like that, it’d be an unplanned, unpleasant accident.

( @qin-qin16 ).

[yanderenightmare]

Incel Bakugou please :( him kidnapping darling and forcing her to be his slut because it’s the only thing she’s good for :(

I incorporated another ask I received about a Ghostface Bakugou into this, so enjoy~

BNHA ! FIC

Bakugou Katsuki x darling

TW: yandere, prank calling, breaking and entering, threats

tip-jar: Kofi

STRANGER

The time was a little after midnight. And you, despite being heavy-eyed and blinking, were still lying stomach-down, sprawled out on the couch.

Some dumb show about some dumb dysfunctional family was playing low on the TV in front of you – not much to your interest, it appeared, or at least not enough to cop your full attention – but enough to act as somewhat pleasing white noise, you didn’t mind letting lull you to sleep.

You were beginning to drool on the pillow your head lay resting on and looked to be struggling between the indecision of getting up to brush your teeth and the more tempting pleasant thought of simply sleeping right there, without the chores of getting ready for bed.

Your arm was mindlessly dangling towards the ground where the remote had slipped to some time ago, along with your phone that suddenly – just when it looked like you were about to fully nod off – started to ring.

Startled, you flinched at the sheer chimes buzzing loud beneath you. Waking by it as though it were the sound of an alarm going off, only it visibly wasn’t yet morning from the looks of the dark outside.

You groaned then, both out of ire and relief – happy it was still nighttime as you were still tired, yet reluctant to have to speak to someone for much of the same reason. 

Hesitating for a small moment, thinking it was just a friend with some silly emergency – you were tempted to ignore it before guilt got in the way – where with a pinch between your brows and a big yawn, you swiped to answer it nonetheless.

Clicking speakerphone, you had your eyes still fully closed while croaking out a groggy and slightly bothered, “Hello?”

You expected to hear drunken cries and the muted thumps of base and beat and club chatter or something like it – all in all, at least a whiney girlish voice belonging to a friend – but none of the sorts was at the other end of the line.

“Hello.” It said, much awake compared to you in a voice dark and raspy – audibly altered by some type of scrambler, yet still clearly male.

Still, you didn’t really have the sensibility to think much of it just yet. 

“Who’s this?” You asked.

“Who’s this?” He asked back, making your brows further scrunch. 

“You’re the one calling?” You replied in askance, dragging your head from the pillow to peek down at the phone on the floor, viewing the caller ID – which gave you next to nothing aside from letting you know that your caller was unknown.

“You tell me your name, and I’ll tell you mine~” He offered then, and your suspicions of it being a prank call only solidified.

And although the corner of your mouth quirked upward by the sentiment, it was unfortunately just a bit late for you to be bothering with. “I’m a little too sleepy to humor pranks right now- I’m sorry. Try again later- bye~” You managed to muster through a yawn, hanging up and thinking that was the end of it.

Only, it didn’t take long for the phone to ring again.

“Why don’t you wanna talk to me?” The same voice asked through the phone.

The thought of simply hanging up again crossed your mind, but at the same time, you didn’t really see the harm in talking with the man. After all, you were awake now anyway – and besides, given he was using a voice-scrambler, it wasn’t so unlikely that it was someone you knew.

And with that, you figured you’d humor them, if only for a little while before brushing your teeth. “Didn’t your mama ever tell you not to talk to strangers?”

“No~” It answered – still in that very altered voice that made it impossible to place.

“Well, my mother taught me better~” You joked with a tiny laugh, thinking the entire thing was kind of exciting now that you were sobering up – your mind slowly waking up and starting to spin. Not knowing exactly who was on the other end – whether it was a coworker or friend, or someone else entirely. You couldn't quite figure out who would bother to do such a thing in the dead of night – to you, of all people.

“Oh, come on~ aren’t you tired of being a goody-two-shoes?” He flirted back, and you giggled a little louder while picking the phone up from the floor.

“Fine then, Mr. Stranger~” You whispered slowly and coyly, rolling over to lay on your back instead before continuing. “What did you wanna talk to me about?” 

A dark chuckle came back through the phone, making your stomach purr in turn before he spoke again. “What are you wearing?”

You paused at that – cheeks heating with teeth sinking deep into your lip. “Hm…” Looking down at your drab pajama, you didn’t exactly feel inclined to be truthful. “Sexy lingerie~” You tried instead, trying to keep from laughing while putting on your best mock-sultry voice.

“I don’t like liars.” The man answered. “I know you’re wearing pajamas.”

You pouted. “Okay, fine- you caught me.” 

“Still sexy, though.” He added, making you giggle again.

“And you’re a little creepy, Mr. Stranger.” You stated with a tease, biting your lip with a smile while looking at the phone for his reply.

Only his answer wasn’t very nice. “You’re the one whoring around with an unknown man on the phone, slut.”

Your eyes widened before abruptly hanging up.

His voice had changed, and immediately the whole conversation didn’t feel very fun anymore. Suddenly mean-spirited, it soured into something that made you feel all in all rather stupid for even amusing in the first place.

But again… it only took a few seconds for the phone to ring a third time. 

“Don’t hang up on me.” The same voice demanded.

And while feeling bored of the game, you sighed with a huff and asked him nonetheless, “What do you want?”

“I told you already, I want to know your name~” He said, his playful tone of voice back again – only this time, you weren’t at all charmed by it anymore.

“Why do you want to know my name?” You bit out sourly. Unsure why you were still on the phone and even more unsure why you even bothered picking up yet again at all.

“Well… ‘cause…” He began slowly with a pause, and your brows only sunk lower with his antics, finding yourself properly pissed until he uttered the next line – only now in a deeply unsettling whisper. “I want to know who I’m looking at.”

You went cold, with a chill running sharply down your spine. 

Sitting up slowly, you held the phone tightly in your grip while looking at all the windows viewing the darkness outside.

“Oh~ you look cute when you’re scared~” He continued, and you jumped to your feet and stomped to the first window, drawing the curtains one after the other one until none remained.

“Quit calling.” You finished, hanging up for what you really wished would be the last time.

Seconds later, the phone rang again despite your wish. Only this time, you let it ring – deliberating whether you ought to call the police or simply ignore it until it stopped. 

You went to check if the outer door was locked before padding back to the couch, listening to the phone finish ringing before beginning anew.

You figured he’d stop after a while, but minutes passed without a break until you finally picked up – not out of fear, but anger.

“I told you not to hang up on me!” He yelled, and you sneered.

“Listen, asshole-”

“No, you listen, you stupid bitch-” He interrupted. “If you hang up on me again, I’ll wring your little neck ‘til your eyes pop-”

You gaped at his threats but weren’t about to let yourself be bullied either. “If you don’t stop calling, the next call will be to the police!”

“Tch-” He scoffed before laughter spilled through the speaker. Louder and louder until it stopped with the next utterance. “Stupid pigs won’t make it in time.”

There was a crash of glass somewhere in the house, and you flinched while withholding a scream. 

Fear hit you like a flash, robbing you of breath before your instinct took you towards the door. 

Rushing, wide-eyed and goosefleshed, you swallowed thickly while trying to think. With your phone gripped tight in one hand, you tried pushing in the numbers to the police – while at the same time struggling with the lock to the door, shaking the knob with no fruition until finally pushing it open.

You cast a glance over your shoulder, viewing the empty house that now suddenly seemed much darker than before – ears going deaf with the rush of blood in your head, pumping thick from the panicked beating of your heart. 

Taking a rushed springy step without yet facing forward, you had your mind set on running to the neighbors, only – instead of bursting out into the open street, you were sent back into the house – stumbling until you hit the floor with a wince. 

Your phone slipped from your hand – not only crashing to the ground as hard as you did but smashing into a broken mess as well – now utterly useless.

A dark-cloaked figure stood at the threshold, taking up the entire frame.

“Silly bitch.” He said nonchalantly, stepping inside – shoulders broad and boots heavy with his face covered by a white mask. Then he laughed, raising a large knife that made you scurry back. “Didn’t your mama ever tell you not to let strangers inside the house?”

tip-jar: Kofi

Part 2 coming soon...

[qoldenskies]

Thank you for the pain it was delicious, 10/10 will order again

I have so many feelings about it HHHH I feel like I accidentally dug myself into a situation (or you did it on purpose you mad lad) that made everything hit harder.

When I first started reading Caged Lungs, like the first third or even quarter I was convinced it was a bad dream. Or like a bad trip from the mushrooms on the pizza. That oh, everyone's gonna just wake up and it'll be fine, there's gonna be reassurances and comfort. But then... It's kind of like a dawning horror situation when I realized more and more that hey, this is real. It's taking chunks out of their lives, they're still doing day to day things but it's getting worse. I didn't even catch it during the fight with Hypno, I just shrugged and went huh, that's weird.

But as it mentions the time crawling and they keep getting worse and Donnies mental health plummeting...

I hit the end and panicked because hey? Wtf? (/pos)

But seeing everything slowly go back to "normal" in Clipped Wings adds to this. Because it's the realization of no, this is real... Or is it? This all happened... Right? Everything should be the way it is but now they're STILL gaslighting him but accidentally this time.

Their denial can only work for so long until it damages both parties. And I feel like it's already there.

This fic has a choke hold on me and I squeal every time I see a new update, unreliable narrator is one of my favorite tropes and you do it SO WELL

:D :D :D YEAASSSS very glad i pulled off the kind of dreamlike quality to caged lungs that i was going for!!! (in some scenes more than others i really tried to accentuate it, like the second-to-last scene with the post-shredder flashback. i mostly used it to draw the most painful contrast i could between how its all ended up vs how it USED to be. very fun to compare the earliest scenes to the final ones though, especially when it comes to donnie's behavior, because it is so painful and jarring) nothing is ever truly MADE UP in donnie's narration, but his grip on reality slips further and further, and with it a lot of the details are twisted (he misinterprets april a lot especially, and also dissociates quite a bit and has memory issues. there's an entire BEATDOWN that you only see the tail-end of because he doesn't remember it, which is probably a good thing considering its one of the most traumatic events from when they were under the curse, probably third behind the murder attempt and the closet. i mean he doesn't remember NOW but..... they do.)

and i hesitate to call their behavior now gaslighting, since gaslighting is an intentional act of abuse intended to make the victim feel like they cant trust themselves and their own memory, etc etc. them covering up the evidence is PLAYING INTO what they did, but they're not denying it (they're doing the opposite, in fact, with how much they're ruminating on it and trying to fix their mistakes, although covering up the evidence is them trying to run away from it to abate their guilt lmao). less lying more omitting the truth, but its still hurting just as much because donnie has conditioned himself to think his memory is unreliable and he "makes things up" because of his "victim complex". even though he's dissociative and is currently struggling with memory issues because of that, he instinctively panics when he gets confused on the details, and they have also conditioned him to be afraid to ASK now, because they would get mad at him for doing it.... its a whole mess. donnie doesn't even know how to communicate his needs anymore, and they dont know they need to ask.

thank you for the ask!!! microwaving this in my brain mmm yumm

[bufferingbabe]

NETFLIX: EVERYTHING NOW

[Trigger warning: the show is centred around the main characters recovery from her ed so that’s mentioned in this post.]

I am in love with this show. I just put it in as something to watch in the background whilst I did some light work and now I’m a day behind on it because I couldn’t. Stop. Watching! (and I couldn’t see the keyboard through my tears 😭).

I don’t even know where to start- it’s been so long since I’ve seen a show and seen myself in so many of the characters and seen people I know in those character as well. In an emotional sense, a situational sense and a physical sense I literally found Cam so jarring just because he reminds me so much of two people i know.

The Script Dialogue ?

🎶 For the first time in forever 🎶 the script, written about gen z, using terms and reference of the youth, didn’t. Feel. Forced. IN ADDITION, they used reference that weren’t just globally relevant but phrases and references that are very British/Londoner gen z!

“Are you not embarrrrassssed? This is emberaasssing” - perfectly used.

I also love how there’s no pressure to announce their sexuality, everyone is just them. I’m straight, so my opinion on this means nothing in comparison but I love that. l can see why coming out is important to many and a needed process to go through but I also know many people would rather not and just love and live and from an ally’s perspective I feel like this perspective of LGBTQ+ stories are so refreshing. The kids are freely figuring themselves out with no judgement, as they should be.

The Music Choices ?

First things first because I need to point this out for people not from London who have or are looking to watch the show. These kids come from rich families- and I mean RICH. They’re not from old money wealth (like Young Royals) but they live in modern detached houses located in zone 1 more or less (that’s already worth like £1M+ range), have cars that I know for a fact definitely don’t abide by ULEZ so they defo pay extra, AND have back gardens??? Mad.

But why is this relevant? To be honest I don’t know how to word this but, the house music at the house parties, the drops of garage, when Cam was in his home and working out and they played Cench, my first thought was “Cam is defo the type of boy to know all the words to all Cench’s songs and then rap the words with vim, as if he’s from ends 😂” (translation: “ends” = “the hood”, think Top Boy).

The music choices accurately depict today UK youth and it’s not just music that fits their lives or their characters progression but instead rounds out the characters. For instance I listen to Pop Smoke despite not being able to relate to a lot of what he’s saying as I’m not from NY or live that lifestyle, but will I scream the lyrics? Yes. And that’s how I feel it is with these characters. The soundtrack was like a dip into their own spotify accounts!

AND WHEN THEY PLAYED “MY HOOD” BY RAY BLK ? I cried. That was my “bus ride to school” song in secondary school.

The Character Development ?

I haven’t routed for and been annoyed / pissed off to high heavens by / cringed for / cried for a bunch of characters in so long. I don’t want to say more about that because the show is very plot character driven and I don’t think I can explain what I mean without spoiling it.

What Got Me About The Show ?

Through the show I came to the conclusion that even when I was mad at the characters I couldn’t be completely mad because I knew where they were coming from and I knew they were struggling but still mad because it didn’t excuse or make it okay that they spread the pain. The only character that hadn’t done that I believe is Mia’s little brother (even though I myself really wanted him to give everyone what for).

As I am not someone with an ED I can’t fully relate and my two cents on this is worth nothing in comparison to those who have had the presence of an ED in their life in some way. But from my perspective I do believe that this show is very educational and brings great awareness to the mental side of it all. It’s very raw and real and unapologetically what it is.

I don’t really know how to end these things and tbf but I love this show and needed to express it especially since no one around me has watched it yet 😭.

[moony7drac]

Koopalings heacanons; Love language

I got inspired by me and a friend of mine for this, as we both know we love each other (platonic in this case), but show it in vastly different ways.

So, how do my Koopalings convey their love for each other?

General info:

The five types of love languages are:

- Physiscal touch.

- Verbal

- Acts of service

- Quality time

- Gift giving

Ludwig is mainly gift giving, with a denial on physical touch.

Iggy is mainly physical touch, with verbal as a pretty close second (or perhaps almost equal), and a hint of quality time (he hates that he hasn’t found something for him and his dad, and him and his sister to do together.)

Lemmy is mainly physical touch.

Roy is mainly acts of service, and a chunk of quality time.

Wendy is mainly gift giving/acts of service (her gifts are always something that you’ll need, like a nice suit for an important event.)

Morton is mostly physical touch.

Larry is quality time with physical touch.

Junior is gift giving and quality time.

More/Deeper info under the cut.

Ludwig’s gift giving is in the form of how he always makes his family a personalised music piece, which he spends hours, if not days, on to get it perfected.

And while he is never the one to initiate a hug or so, he is the one to pull away last.

He will also say to stop leaning on his head to Iggy, or to ruffle his hair with just about anyone, but he either doesn’t try to slap the hand/paw away, or does it with minimal power. (And sometimes even starts to softly purr when pet).

He will sort of give the physical touch too, though. Just not in ways most immediately think of.

It’d be like sitting on the couch reading something, and letting Larry lay against his leg while the younger one is playing a game.

Iggy is of the physical touch and some verbal love. The biggest example, is with Lemmy when either is not feeling well (or just ‘cause). Or with Ludwig, when he's overworking himself again.

Lemmy will often use Iggy’s chest as a mattress, and Iggy will hug/hold him in return. (And of course we have the whole thing of Lemmy standing on Iggy’s shoulders while they’re walking.)

As for with Ludwig, when Iggy notices that Ludwig is overworking himself again, (usually by not having seen Ludwig all day long, while he has been out of his room himself), he'll get to Ludwig’s room, get behind him, lays his arms over Ludwig’s shoulders and his head on top of his.

When Iggy “annoys” Ludwig, and Ludwig says something like “I hate you…” or “You’re a menace…” Iggy simply responds with “Love you too Luds/Luddy.”

Bonus on the physical, he is very quick to use his long and slim tail to wrap around someone's ankle during a hug. This isn't always a conscious doing, and it has happened that someone tripped.

Lemmy is mainly physica touch, as he is not afraid to jump onto anyone (usually back, but also shoulders with Iggy and Roy).

He loves to hug people, and lay/sit in people’s laps.

Roy is mainly acts of service, as he will see someone struggle, and help them out if possible. Like he did in Lemmy day 2024. If someone can’t get the new jar to open, he’ll say “give here”, and open it for them. Or, (in case if the small ones), he’ll grab the jar they want from the higher shelf, with a “here you go” or sometimes even wordless.

His quality time is through little things personalised on the combo.

Just Dance battles with Ludwig (usually late in the evening or night, as both agreed that no one must know).

Study sessions or simply physical research. (He and Iggy both took Biology in school, and due to this, sometimes accompanies Iggy when going out to find shit out (about plants or peole/creatures)).

Being Lemmy’s spotter while trying new tricks, as landing just that tad bit wrong can result in shit that not even Iggy or a trained nurse can really help with. But, Roy is strong enough to safely catch the little Koopaling, and is very quick to see when it (will) go wrong.

With Wendy it’s helping her while she’s making new clothes, or simply play dress-up. He’ll gladly let her paint his nails, as they’re often not that pretty on their own due to his love for fighting and showing off how strong he is. (And he thinks he rocks certain of the nail polish colours).

With Morton, it’s mainly the sparring sessions. But, what not many know, he’ll gladly watch shows and/or movies with his fellow strong brother. Or race each other on their motorbikes. (Quite a lot small things).

He loves to play against or with Larry in sports or games. He especially loves to play shooter games with Larry on his team. Together, with Roy’s knowledge on firearms, and Larry’s gaming skills, they almost always win.

With Junior, it’s an admittedly smaller amount of things and times. But, he’ll still gladly try to see who can get the farthest with their fire breath. Currently, Roy can go the farthest with the straight fire breath, while Junior can keep his fireballs going for longer than Roy.

Wendy is mainly a combo of gift giving and acts of service. She’ll make things you’ll need (soon). Usually this is clothes, like a fancy suit for an upcoming event. But it can also be something like a book for Ludwig or Iggy that has to do with whatever they’re researching. Or spices that she overheard were almost gone/empty on the kitchen.

Morton is very much about the physical touch. He loves to pick his siblings up and hug them. With the little ones also picking them up and put them on his shoulders. Although… He has done it once or twice with Ludwig and Iggy… (He would with Roy, but because they’re both the same size, it would bring him out of balance.)

Larry is quality time with a bit of physical touch

He’ll just be near/hanging our with Ludwig. Bake with Iggy. Do parkours with/against Lemmy. Spar or play games against Roy. Talk love interests (and sometimes fashion/trends) with Wendy. Just chill in Morton’s lap (usually when watching TV, or playing something on it). And play some sports with Junior.

But he loves to hug, and will sometimes also just cling onto someone’s leg. (This happened especially when he has just hatched. Ludwig still has a few scars on his leg from baby Larry’s claws…)

Roy usually just continues walking like nothing’s wrong. Morton and Iggy pick him up and carry him. And Ludwig looks down at Larry for a moment, giving Larry the opportunity to let go. Sometimes he does, but when he doesn’t, Ludwig just floats the rest of the way to where he was going. (He casts the spell onto on himself, so Larry has to really hold on. But, or course he never flies too high, so that if Larry fails to hold on, he won’t really be hurt from the fall.)

Junior is mainly gift giving and quality time.

Similar to Ludwig, he’ll always have a drawing ready for the person’s birthday. Usually this is a drawing about something he and the receiver like to do together. (Or just something that is really conveying their relationship).

One of the instances;

He has given Ludwig a drawing of the older brother scolding or explaining something to him once. Ludwig rolled his eyes, but thanked Junior anyway. Either way, it is a birthday present after all. But when he did something with blacklight a few days later, and it accidentally hit that drawing, a message of “Thank you for teaching and help me understand the boring stuff” appeared. (Yes, Ludwig shed a small tear).

Thank you for listening to me ramble if you made it this far!

If you have any questions due to this post (or a previous one, or just in general), please feel free to let me know/ask me!

[mamamittens]

Nikia has a hobby of learning new things. She doesn't always remember what she's learned, she's a little forgetful and absentminded behind the RBF, but it's pretty obvious when she's trying to memorize things.

Spending so long with little to no socialization means it's very easy for her to forget herself and get very... Weird bout learning something new. It's inquisitive and cute but also jarring to have her suddenly up close and personal to see what you're doing. Exactly how you're holding a blade to carve meat or roll dough. She's just FIXATED on what's in front of her.

This is how she learns sword play with Thatch and pistols from Izou. Sure, she knows how to hold a knife and carve. Do great damage while hunting. Or shoot a small handheld gun. But the finer details escape her. She's not confident holding the weapons. Instinctively more defensive.

It's an interesting process where they all learn a bit more about each other. Like how steady and firm Thatch is with his blades but quick as a whip. Izou a deft hand at a quick draw and steady grip. And they learn that Nikia still dances with her feet, instinct from years of dance as a child and playfulness translating to a very different style than Thatch's bold stance or Izou's unflinching aim.

Thatch ends up teaching her forms he's not that great at. A flowing rhythmic sort of style that favors reverse grips and grip changes with a twirl. She doesn't have his body strength to use his own style, so its better this way. It's a strange sort of dance and she often plays dirty by suddenly flaring her wings or obscuring her blades between feathers.

Her shooting style is more geared towards distance and hair trigger shots, so pistols are hard to get used to under Izou's tutelage. They struggle to find an intuitive style for her with much weaker guns and she ends up missing a lot. Her shots taking too long to line up so she over thinks. She just can't be patient with a gun, can't duel like Izou can against blades, lining his shots meticulously to win. She just wants to shoot their head and be done with it. He ends up finding the sweet spot with speed, helping train her wrists to handle the recoil she's used to taking with her whole body. It ends up a lot like gun-slinging in old westerns. Faster and faster until it's like you blink and miss it.

It's good exercise for them, forcing themselves to recontextualize how they fight.

Thatch still isn't okay after discovering how bad of an idea it is to encourage her to talk while she fights. He wanted banter, fun light stuff. But with all her focus on a fight, Nikia's filter dies quickly.

Sure, it's cute and flirty at first, but the... Violent intrusive thoughts really throw everyone for a loop.

"You look so cute with swords. So proud and accomplished."

"I should kiss your nose after this. You deserve to be flustered after tapping my ass with the flat of your blade."

"You have such a beautiful smile, Thatch. It makes me nervous to hold a blade to it--theres not point messing with perfection, even if I think you'd wear a Glasgow well."

"I keep getting distracted by your ankles, why do you wear slippers? One little knick and you'll never walk again--I worry about you so much, you know?"

"I hate it when our blades cross. I can feel the grinding metal in my bones and it makes me want to rip your face off with my teeth."

"I don't want to get too comfortable holding a blade to your throat. It's so easy to bleed out from the arteries there. Same for your thighs but if I manage to put a blade there, one of us has made a massive mistake."

Izou laughs at him, thinking it's about time he was on the other end of shit talk...

He definitely doesn't make the same mistake at least. Easy not to since she she's how loud guns are.

[kmze]

Thoughts on 1x12-1x22! Tbh I'm happy to be done with S1 while I liked the nostalgia, I have some gripes with this season and IMO it's really not one my favorites in the overall series (I know that's controversial). The mythology was great and I loved the magical macguffins but it's just so dramatic all the time I felt. My memory of this season is terrible and I had forgotten a lot of movement in the plot so sometimes I felt like I was watching something new. S2 will probably be easier for me to get through. More under the cut and remember these are all my opinion and I am not here to argue about them :)

Yeah I completely forgot it was Anna who turned Logan and her dumb henchmen. Will miss her, she knew how to use minions to not get her hands dirty.

I really felt bad for Jeremy. His relationship with Anna was cute but tragic and then he has to deal with his sister lying to him all the time. Then giving him sad eyes to please forgive her she was just protecting him *rolls eyes* he should have gotten the chance to kill Damon at least once.

I love how uneasy Uncle John makes Damon. He's the only one who is unmoved by his attempts at charm and you can see how much it annoys Damon that he knows EVERYTHING. I also appreciate that John doesn't care that everyone hates him. Just a man on a mission.

It was jarring how long Bonnie was gone but could not help but clap at how she was like 'fuck y'all' when she returned after what happened to Grams. I did not remember this and was very pleased with the development! I also forgot the awful wig they gave her when she returned (thankfully it looked much better in the finale) Kat should have sued.

I swear there was a founding-family-mystic-falls-event every single episode in the second half of the season and that plot device has really started to run it's course for me. Unfortunately I've got at least two more seasons of it I think *deep sigh*

My god do I hate Matt and Caroline, I hate the way they frame EVERYTHING with Caroline having to be ‘notElena’ with him. I especially got annoyed in 1x14 when she had to keep giving him “speeches” to apologize for BEING HERSELF. Especially apologizing for the hand holding like Matt doesn’t constantly make her feel inadequate next to Elena. Matt telling Caroline he just needed to be alone after they found Vicki's body and then when he sees Elena he hugs her is just cruel.

The overall treatment of Caroline this season was honestly the worst part for me. The fact that they have her say "I'm a terrible awful person but I'm working on it" ?? In what context is Caroline an awful person especially on a show where characters are literal serial killers. This is exactly where the "Caroline was annoying in S1 but got better" nonsense comes from. When really she was just a 17 year old girl with a type A personality. This is probably the biggest reason I struggled watching this season. It just all felt very deliberate in the way it was written, to make the viewer think Caroline is annoying.

Stefan was better in the second half of the season but it was so LOL that the moment he started being a little fun Elena was like "what's wrong with you" HA! Of course something was wrong and kudos to Paul because the Stefan-blood-addiction storyline was really well done . I always liked how it was played as an addiction (and even better in S6 when they confirm it was a genetic thing with Lily as addiction is usually genetic). I have seen most of those scenes tons of times but watching them in succession again made me appreciate it again.

I truly don't like Damon :-/ his only purpose for me currently is he makes me laugh. I can't stand how he acts like he knows everything and is orchestrating everything when really he's kind of a moron and extremely impulsive. Genuinely what was his plan killing John and throwing him off the roof at the 8th straight founding family function? I wish Bonnie had kept her energy from 1x22 and killed him.

This is probably just bias and age but I don't care about the triangle at all. It's just kinda there doesn't move me. Stefan and Elena are very serious all the time (there is so much hugging). Then there's Damon and Elena who just eye-thing each other in every scene they share. Though I will say her wishy-washiness made it easier to believe she actually kissed Damon.

Katherine's reveal is still one of the best moments of the series (best part of season by far!) It was so funny watching the scene too knowing it's Katherine and how she just looked all moody as Damon gives her all the details she needs with zero strain on her part. Then when she says to Aunt Jenna "I don't want to talk about it" like a moody teenager LMFAO. I love her.

Lines that made me laugh:

Damon: Let's not kill anyone tonight. Your words. Just pointing that out. (ah the good ol' days when I enjoyed the Damon/Alaric friendship)

Stefan: You mean we did all that dancing for nothing (I know I keep saying he’s too serious but he is funny in a self-deprecating way)

[mentalmeles]

OKAY.

Finished my first playthrough a hot minute ago, but got to talking with my roommate about my thoughts and feelings, so now I'm gonna put them down here! Spoilers under the cut obviously--

What I liked:

The fight atop the brain was SO cool. Struggled with it a bit at first, but once I figured out what I had to do, it became a really fun experience! Being able to summon all of my allies was so rewarding too ❤

Orpheus' sacrifice was so utterly sad that I started crying over having to kill him despite not knowing him for too long. He chastised me when I first freed him, sure, but he was a wonderful ally and a true prince to his people. I wish there was a way to save him, but alas...

Going straight from Orpheus into Lae'zel's ending. Honestly the best ending of the origin characters, hands down. The way she earnestly tells you that she'll never forget you, her promise to make sure that none of her people will either, and the sad smile she gives before flying off on Orpheus' dragon and into the Astral Sea--presumably never to be seen again... Gods, it was beautifully bittersweet. I don't even want to imagine what would've happened had I tried to persuade her to stay. It wouldn't have felt right either way. My only complaint is that I would've loved to give her a hug. I'd even settle for a handshake or something, but oh well

Karlach and Wyll going to Avernus together really felt like a 'just married' celebration tbh. Only with more fire and bloodshed, which is honestly way cooler

What I didn't like:

I really wish there was a cinematic after you kill the Emperor during the final fight. After being used and manipulated by him for so long, you'd think there would be SOMETHING. I mean, the game is named after him for crying out loud! But nope! Just a one liner from the character that ended him and that's it

Astarion's ending was like a kick to the stomach. You spend so much time showing this man that love and joy still exists in this world and that he doesn't have to be like his abuser in order to find it and he becomes so, so grateful to you for it...but he ends up like that?? Burning in the sunlight and left running away in agony all alone?? Why didn't Tav or literally anyone else simply cover him up and shield him from the sun?? We all become friends--family, even--and yet we all presumably abandon him to a life of solitude in the darkness?? And don't even get me started how jarring it is to see THAT and then watch everyone immediately run towards Karlach when she starts dying ldkfjs

There's no celebration scene like Gale mentioned. Why couldn't we have had a nice, traditional DnD tavern moment where everyone is drinking and laughing and having a wonderful time together? Hell, we could've even had this little celebration run late into the night and Astarion shows up! It would've been so nice 😭

Lastly, where is my lovely, domestic cinematic of me and Shadowheart living happily together, surrounded by a multitude of animals big and small and colorful flowers?? WHERE IS IT, LARIAN?? WHERE???

All in all, a fantastic game. I just wish Act 3 was as fleshed out as Acts 1 and 2. I heard that we're supposed to consider the character endings as early access but idk if that's true or not.

Does it change my feelings about the endings? Not at all. Will I play the game again anyway?

DAMN STRAIGHT!!!

[lionheartslowstart]

The Male Gaze

My whole life, I have been someone many consider odd. I stand out. I march to the beat of my own drum. I’ve been called “unique” or “one of a kind” by a large number of people, complete strangers and close loved ones alike. But while I absolutely struggle with the desire to fit in more easily and be accepted by The Masses(tm), for the most part this is not something that bothers me. In fact, there have been many times in my life where I take tremendous pride in sticking out like a sore thumb. Why would I want to be like everyone else? That’s boring. Recently, I have been coming to terms with the fact that I have largely lived my life according to the male gaze. This has been quite a jarring realization to have, considering everything I just discussed above. But it’s true. For much I’ve my life, I’ve dressed a certain way, worn my hair in particular styles, worn specific types of makeup, and even participated in some behaviors, simply because that’s what I’ve been conditioned to do.

I did these things despite deep down NOT wanting to do them. And I can see that clearly now upon reflection, that many of them were not things I actually liked at all, or were things I only wanted to do occasionally, as opposed to quite frequently. Though the autism certainly played a role in that as well. Much of the fashion  I donned myself in actually caused me a lot of sensory issues. Namely high heels, makeup on my face (like foundation, bronzer, etc.), and certain styles/materials of clothing. I still wear these things once in a blue moon, but only for special occasions. (But even then, I’ll probably excuse myself to go fidget in the bathroom several times throughout the event.)

As a whole, I wouldn’t necessarily include my body issues in this category, due to the fact that those issues mostly stem from a variety of other sources which carry much more significance, including my insecurities with women, rather than men. However, there was a long time I craved having a petite frame, and pursued skinniness to the best of my ability. It has only been in the last few years that I’ve realized I don’t actually want to be skinny. (Make no mistake, I do wish I thinner, but only marginally so, as I’ve actually lost a lot of weight recently.) I have never truly liked my body, but have found that I seem to like it the most when I’m in good shape. I enjoy watching my muscles get bulkier. I like looking, feeling, and being strong. I have a goal body and it’s definitely not the same goal body I had ten years ago. Although, funnily enough, I did discover that rush from lifting weights and seeing muscle growth, despite the fact that leanness was what I so desperately “wanted”. But now I’ve finally given myself permission to pursue it.

I also mentioned my hair. I’ve worn it long for most of my life. Or at least, long enough to be considered feminine. I cut it short for the first time my freshman year of college (and got my first girlfriend like two weeks later, how ironic), but grew it out immediately because I thought it made my face look weird. Now I ask myself, did it actually make my face look weird, or was I concerned about how my face looked to men? I genuinely think it may have been the latter. But since then, my hair was consistently shoulder length.

Until about five years later, when I shaved off half of my head to stick it to my ex because he said I’d look ugly (which I didn’t by the way I looked hot as hell). After a few months, I cut my hair short for the first time since my freshman year so that it grow back evenly. And I really, really liked it. But then I grew it out again, using the excuse that it would probably be better for my career. Which might have some truth to it, but was also kind of a bullshit excuse. The fact is, the most successful actors are the actors who stay true to themselves. Industry professionals can smell bullshit a mile away, and that’s not what they want. They want real, authentic, genuine artists. I can claim that title all I want, but if I’m compromising on how I want to wear my hair, it’s not true. And unfortunately, as a result, when I got my headshots done in 2021, I was extremely unhappy. They didn’t come out well. They didn’t look me. Even the best ones made me look about five years older. And I was stuck with them for a long time.

I’m getting new headshots this year, and made the choice to chop all of my hair off again. It’s a little shorter than I’d like it to be, but I still have some time for it grow a bit longer before my next headshots. I know exactly how I want it to look. Last year I had this sort of floppy, strawberry blonde, shaggy bob. It was perfect. It’s the most I’ve ever liked my hair.

I do already miss the long hair (the curse of being gender-fluid), but it did cause me a lot of sensory problems. My neck and shoulders feel much better without it. If I’m being honest, in an ideal world, I’d be able to change my hair all the time. There are so many styles I’d love to try! Alas, because I’m an actor, I really do need to pick one and stick with it, at least for the foreseeable future. And this is the one I like the most and feels the most “me,” at least right now. So it’s the one I’m going to have for the next couple of years while I work on rebuilding my resume. At the very least, it’s nice to know that certain cuts and colors do look good on me, should I ever feel the need for change. Like I said, the half-shaved look was killer, and I also got to have purple hair for my birthday month last year, which was so much fun. I do hope I’ll have more opportunities for experimentation down the road!

Woof, that was a tangent. But the hair stuff does lead me to a very important facet of this whole male gaze thing. I am a queer person. Very queer. So queer in fact, that I would honestly call myself a lesbian if my current partner wasn’t a man. (Yes, he knows that, and it has given him endless ego boosts.) In addition to being queer, I’m genderqueer. Specifically I would say the agender category is the most accurate for me, though there is definitely fluidity therein. I just happen to identify as some variant of agender most of the time.

Now obviously, gender identity and sexual orientation do not dictate expression. But for me personally, there is a lot of desire for more masculine or androgynous presentation. Not all the time, and there are still quite a few times I enjoy dressing more feminine. But masculine/androgynous fashion is not something I normally pursue at all. In fact, on the rare occasion I would dress more masc, I made a whole thing out of it. I would go all out and post a shit ton of pictures and poured a lot of energy into it. It was never just what I happened to be wearing that day. It was “omg it’s masc day!” Admittedly, part of that is because I didn’t own a lot of traditionally masculine clothing. But isn’t that kind of what I’m talking about here? I only bought certain types of clothes because those were the clothes I was “supposed to wear.” Anything else was a rare treat. I own a shocking amount of dresses for someone who really doesn’t like dresses.

This year, I promised myself I was going to make a concerted effort to pursue fashion, something I have always been wary of doing (largely due to my body issues). So far, it’s actually been going pretty well! Since I’ve lost weight, I now have a reason to buy new clothing, and I’ve allowed myself to get what I want, not what I think I’m supposed to want. That includes traditionally masculine clothes, of course, but it also includes traditionally feminine clothes, and more androgynous looking clothes. The crazy thing is that, now that I’m just wearing what I want, none of my clothes look inherently gendered. (Which like, duh.) I just wear what I want on any given day and if I’m feeling masculine, it looks masculine, and if I’m feeling feminine, it looks feminine. It’s been such an incredible, exciting, and freeing experience! Weirdly enough, since I’ve started indulging my actual tastes, I’ve even begun enjoying wearing dresses sometimes. (Emphasis on sometimes.) I think it might be because I don’t feel pressured to wear them to appear more feminine, to look the way I’m “supposed to look.”

It’s been such a sudden, drastic shift. I have spent so much of my life worrying about how men perceive me, if I’m desirable to them. To the point where I didn’t even realize it. And it’s just like, who fucking cares? I could give two shits if a dude thinks I’m hot or not. Yet it’s been so programmed into my brain, I’ve only just now become aware of it in my late 20′s. And I STILL have to catch myself sometimes! I absolutely still have moments of doubt or where I’ll try to talk myself into or out of something, and I have say to myself, “Ah ah ah, there you go again! What do YOU want?”

But it’s exciting. And scary. I am so pumped to continue this journey to rediscover myself and my individuality.

[wildtornado-o]

u seem to like/draw like . everyone in somnium files im dying to know what ur ranking of them is and why like i cant pin down a favorite based on ur posts

My ranking is honestly kind of simple because I love everyone! (tier list so I can organize my thoughts accidently put Saito in the wrong spot he SHOULD. be next to So)

I honestly really like every character in the first game. Every character feels unique and like they have a reason to be there, even Mame who doesn't get much screen time. They all have their own thing going on which I feel helps flesh out the world they live in really well.

Date and Mizuki are my top faves but everyone else in that tier is really close to them sdkfhsd, their route just personally hit the hardest for me, and then Ota's route.. (although honestly every route hits in such a good different way) I love their dynamic so much, and a lot of their dynamic reminds me of my and my dad LOL (just in a more healthy way than them) Basically the moment I saw Mizuki in that pillar I knew I was going to love her, traumatized young child that seems to have sooo many issues and knows the protag? sign me up! But yeah, going from her route and the ones on the left side to the right side was so jarring because there is like. No Mizuki in Iris' route like at all, which made me very sad. But when she is there she totally just steals the scene so I get it skjfskd Having all the other characters trying to tell Date how Not Okay she is always made me so mad at Date like "Sir!! Sir please help your daughter" and he just didnt. I think thats one thing that bothers me but its easy to ignore since the route wasn't about her. BUT YEAH I Love Date and Mizuki and their dynamic they are my faves and I REALLY!! Wish it didn't feel like everyone just. forgot about Mizuki in the end of the true route. But thats ok because I guess it makes sense, Date was struggling lmao I loveddd what we saw of Falco which is why he's UP there too, I just find him so facsinating and loved seeing how much he loved Iris and Hitomi, and just how much he was willing to lose in order to protect them. Hitomi is also definitely one of my favourites because shes also just so fascinating, I will always have a memory of playing her backstory part with my friend in my hallway because we couldnt find anywhere to charge her switch, and just being so FLOORED at everything she revealed. That poor woman has been through so much and still remains hopeful and filled with so much love and that just. ow. I love her sm. I love Iris. I used to hate Iris. (I played the left side first, so it wasn't really Iris) She got on my nerves because of how obviously manipulative she was to Date, but now I love that about her shes so cheeky sdkfjsdf she gets so many of her traits from her Uncle <3 Such a goofy girl I looove her dynamic with literally all of the characters because it shows just how SMART! She is I don't think she gets enough credit for how smart she is. Aiba is so silly and I love her, shes such a strong character in the first game and her relationship with Date really is everything to me. The warehouse scene almost made me cry but because I knew she would come back after it didnt affect me as hard BUT STILL. "I hate you Aiba and I never want to see you again" is a line I will never be able to forget. Her humour is one of the best parts of the game and I just love how much she shines in somniums when messing with Date, neither of them have a single thought, do they sdhfshdf I'd go over the other 3 in my top tier but this is already very long UM.... if you want me to talk more about a specific character feel free to send another ask!! (Just a note, this is my opinion on all the characters excluding how they may have been changed in aini, not for any reason I just like the characters more in the first game)

[thestarsofpines]

so I'm conflicted on some things with the fic and this is gonna be me rambling to myself but if anyone wants to toss their opinion or ideas my way I'm all ears.

I have a good chunk of what should be a first/one of the first chapters written. but it starts with a lot of exposition and it doesn't actually show the events as they take place; it just talks about them. I don't know if I wanna make the exposition into actual scenes either though. it's hard for me to judge what I need to show and what I can just tell.

this train of thought also applies to how I'm gonna have Danny explain some important things, like his history with Vlad and cloning. part of me wants to explain it because it explains it in detail for the reader, in case they aren't familiar/it's been a while since they saw the show (I myself had to rewatch Kindred Spirits because I was very fuzzy on the details). but then I also wonder if that'll just drag the pacing down, since I feel like a good portion of the DPxDC fandom is already familiar with the events of the show.

I've already written explanations-though it's literally just Danny talking-for the portal accident (which I will keep, since it isn't shown in the cartoon and it's an interesting scene to get to write), Vlad cloning him, and about Dan (both The Ultimate Enemy and A Glitch In Time). But it's long, and like I said just him talking. so I'm thinking I need to cut it down while also making it more than Danny just talking at the reader.

another thing I'm struggling with is how I want Danny to remember his time with the League of Assassins. he remembers it of course, but the way he kind of looks back on it and learns to adapt to life with a "normal" family. and how much of that I want to "sprinkle in" before he meets the Waynes. it's currently feeling a bit jarring where it's added, but I don't know if that's because it's a rare thing in the story and I just need to add more, or if it just feels inorganic.

the biggest struggle I'm having right now is the ending, or rather where I want it to end. I know how I want the story to play out-not necessarily the specifics of everything, but the general idea-but finding a good place to "cut off" to be...satisfying, I guess.

maybe this is all normal! this is my first fic in years that I've planned out in depth-aside from one or two fics (that never even got past the planning stage) I used to write "straight ahead," (aka write each chapter without knowing where it was going to end) so making an outline and a timeline to reference is a big change for my process, but it's very much a welcome one! it's already been a huge help. but now I'm also struggling with organization in my document, because it's grown to 96 pages and there are written scenes mixed in with the outline and stuff.

okay well, this didn't help too much but it felt good to put the struggles into words. I really need to finish my scenes for DP Rephanimated, but I'm still so focused on this fic that it's hard to shift my attention. I'm off the next two days though, so my goal is to finish the animation before my week starts again on Friday. I literally only have two shots left (and to lip-sync another, but that shouldn't take too long, ideally).

anyways, thanks to however read this lovely wall of text :) ohh!! if anyone knows how to look for a beta reader for a fic (or would...like to offer themselves-) I'd love to hear from you! I think an outside perspective would be super helpful.

[juminies]

I hadn't seen the version of the album you're talking about so I just looked it up and it is VERY cute omg. The dandelion seeds are so perfect.

It's fascinating that you see your personality as being so blue! I would probably associate you more so with the second palette if I had to choose. To me, my colour palette is very much something along the lines of neapolitan ice cream :'') Creams & dusty pinks & neutral browns. Maybe throw in some slightly muted blues or lilacs. This sort of thing.

Your character ranking isn't entirely what I expected honestly—I'm surprised by Yoosung above Saeyoung in particular! I enjoyed reading your reasoning too, so here is mine:

Jumin [the audience gasps]: I don't think I have to elaborate here

Jaehee/Saeyoung: These two are hard for me to decide between because I think my preference between them fluctuates a lot. I actually like Jaehee a lot more in practice than I do in theory, as in I don't think about her much but when I'm actually chatting with her past the first few incredibly formal days and she gets a little bit silly I am really a fan of her. I think part of it also comes from the fact I connect with women a million times easier than I connect with men so if I was actually thrown into the RFA I would 100% gravitate towards her the most. But I also like to cause trouble on purpose from time to time so I think Saeyoung and I would have a lot of fun together in the long run, past the whole pushing away his loved ones habit

Zen: I used to kind of hate him for the casual misogyny but these days I do think he has good, just sort of misguided, intentions and is very kind. I think I would get annoyed at him often for projecting some sort of damsel in distress narrative onto me but I could talk him around quite easily and we would probably end up close

Jihyun: The saviour complex is too much for me but he goes here because his dynamic with Jumin makes me feel insane and so I think about him often. I also feel like once he gets his baggage under control he would be a good partner

Yoosung: He's sweet but just doesn't do it for me really. I think we could get along quite well but (like you with Jaehee) not connect much past both being RFA members

Saeran: More than anything I would like to put him in a small jar decorated in moss and foliage like he's a bug and observe his behaviour (he likes flowers so it's ok). I spent more of his route feeling awful for him than wanting to date him. Has some absolute banger themes though! We love you endless struggle and I am the strongest

Vanderwood: He's also kind of just Seven's sidekick to me (sorry Vandy) but I do think I might actually like him if he had more Moments

Rika: Playing another story did actually make me more interested in her and her motivations but she is so confusing and it irritates me. That said I think if I was taken to Mint Eye I would fall for her because unfortunately I am not immune to pretty manipulative women

Hi Xela :~) I had actually been meaning to ask you your thoughts on The Winning so I was happy to see you mention it in response to Faye 🥰 Shopper is definitely my favourite too.

Now life AND fictional men:

1. If you had to assign yourself a colour palette what would it look like? I think it's always interesting to know what colours people associate themselves with!

2. I feel like I still don't really know how you feel about any of the mysme characters aside from Jumin and V, so please rank them. Just based on personal preference 😌

The MVs for The Winning are insane!! I love the concept I love her acting I love everything about them. Some of the sounds like Holssi is more experimental but they're essentially IU. And the physical album with Tweety and dandelions on the acrylic is so cute.

I found this palette on Pinterest and I see my personality as this!

My taste in colours is more like this though

Mysme character ranking based on personal connection and unexplainable annoyance, here goes:

Jumin & V: my blog is the explanation

Zen: if there were no Jumin and V and he could be more empathetic, I'd choose him

Jaehee: she's cool and really nice but I don't think I can connect well with her. I can't see us being close beyond our relationship as the RFA members. But I do want to whisk her away to a healthy work environment and shower her with Zen merch

Yoosung: sometimes I get annoyed at him, but when he's not blaming V without evidence or comparing me to Rika, he's all right

Saeyoung: such a fun friend to have. His tsundere defense mechanism of pushing me away with harsh words is a huge dating dealbreaker tho. I also get protective over V when he beats him up what can I say I put my man first

Saeran: (I'm wary of admitting this because people love him) as Ray his codependency alarms me and as Suit Saeran he starves me and is verbally cruel and physically aggressive at one point. I know he's traumatised, but respectfully I don't want to go through all that and wait for him to treat me better just because I ~believe~ the nice him is in there somewhere. Then as GE Saeran he's just too..... sweet......

Vanderwood: neutral. I find him bland. Whenever he comes out I'm just like oh, 707's sidekick (he'd kick me if he heard this)

Rika: I don't like abusive characters in general. Her villainy also seems two-dimensional and the sun metaphors are exhausting.

Ann give me your color palette and mysme ranking too!