#i'm on an agenda

[solarrene]

On a brainrot, please ignore and just pass by. Can't stop thinking about how Aki and Himeno fit so much to Pray for me by The Weeknd. It is really just boggling my mind that this song literally circles between them. I'm so normal about this.

I'm always ready for a war again

Go down that road again

It's all the same

I'm always ready to take a life again

You know I'll ride again

It's all the same

Tell me who's gon' save me from myself

When this life is all I know

Tell me who's gon' save me from this hell.

Need I say more? Despite being kind as he is, as he can be, he still had murder and revenge on his mind—even when Kishibe believes that Aki can make his way to the gun devil because he's different from the rest, Himeno thought otherwise; to which can lead to his end as what Himeno fears when she became fond of him.

Then Himeno realized that and immediately tried to steer him the other way. She could have had quitted before but of course, she stayed because of him. She began to save him in her way, in what she can do because she know his ass will not listen!!

Her giving up of what she was asking of Aki then just staying to keep him alive.

Then comes this verse that suits to Himeno so well.

Who gon' pray for me?

Take my pain for me?

Save my soul for me?

'Cause I'm alone, you see

If I'm gon' die for you

If I'm gon' kill for you

Then I'll spill this blood for you.

In a way, I think the first verse fits to Himeno as well, living stagnant; just killing and whatever her job demands. Even when she was getting sick of it, she still didn't leave and continued as if to live another day. Then came Aki, changing that. He saved her from that. By being able to have a care for him, it abled her to look for that same care as well and maybe somehow she felt that from him. She found something to live for.

But of course, as much as she'd live for him, she'd also die for him to let him live. Laying down her life, without regrets knowing that he'd live and he'd cry for her, because that's one of the things she longed for.

Then came her death and Aki, finally realizing what was at stake, what he had then and what more he could have as time went on after her passing; Denji and Power.

Her death didn't just save him at that moment, it truly saved him.

[soyochii]

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[thirstywaffles]

Cloud projecting his period cramps to beat sephiroth in a fight

[manikas-whims]

“We don't stop halfway when it comes to these things, right?”

art by rizevp on twitter

[iero]

SCREAM — Wes Craven (1996)

[eaissilyy]

long hair morgott and why mohg hates it (this homeless man has 0 zero hair care products)

[wispurring-moss]

no thoughts just These TwoTM touch-starved losers gradually evolving into the epitome of casual touching/cuddling for absolutely no reason and they probably don't even realize they're doing it lol <'3

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

At your side [End of Season 2]

[First] Prev <–-> Next

[petridumps]

😴 after the holidays 💛🩵

[corkinavoid]

DPxDC Confident!Danny

Okay, sure, I'm always down for a teenager Danny who is on the run/adopted by Batfam/needs therapy and cuddles. The young and tired Danny who just wants comfort so hard. Beautiful.

But.

What about a slightly morally gray adult Danny? The one who is not afraid of turning into Dan anymore, because 1) Clockwork already erased that future, and 2) he knows himself, and he knows what he wants and what he is capable of. It's not like there are only two ways - world destruction and the perfect hero.

Danny, who embraces being the King of Infinite Realms. Danny, who actually doesn't mind doing whatever the fuck he wants, going by his own moral compass. Danny, who knows he is powerful and doesn't bother trying to hide it. Danny with an attitude "I am what I am, don't like me - get lost".

He is still kind, sure, but he is not a people-pleaser. He can be a King, a hero, an anti-hero, a mercenary, a civilian, and even a vilain occasionally if he wants to. All at once.

Anyway, this has been sitting in my drafts for so long that I wrote a fic out of it.

[ministarfruit]

I love that marcille and mithrun go to therapy together… they can be buddies I believe it

[plumadot]

not to be gay and yearning but. more soft scarian would be so cute... maybe them cuddling specifically... if u want...

it's only blood; i have plenty left

[roublardise]

6x01 - Exile on Main St.

presented without commentary bc where do i even start.

being so distress at the idea his heterosexual relationship could have been avoided ? making it sound like he made some kind of huge effort he didn't have to (to be a with a beautiful woman for a year ?) only reason he went to these concepts (a woman. a kid.) is out of exterior motivation/pressure. ok!!

[alarainai]

'the courage of stars'

fluff, wc: 700+. for: @messymoony ♡

Regulus is staring intently in the bathroom mirror.

James isn’t judging him, of course. Regulus is beautiful, and he can understand the appeal completely. After all, James thinks he spends at least three-quarters of his life watching Regulus do mundane things and being completely enamoured by it.

But Regulus isn’t staring at himself with fondness. If anything, he looks a bit angry. Like he’s having a telepathic battle with his own reflection. And, while it is rather endearing, James is starting to get slightly worried.

It only takes clearing his throat for Regulus to turn and look at him.

“I have a confession,” Regulus says.

That’s ominous. James leans his weight against the bathroom door and raises a single eyebrow. He can’t imagine it’s anything truly terrible, but there does seem to be some underlining panic to Regulus’ words.

“I’ve been lying to you,” his beloved boyfriend of two months continues, “And it’s starting to become uncomfortable, so I’ve decided I’m not doing it anymore.”

James snorts, “I’m happy to know your tolerance for lying to me only lasts a couple of months, baby. And whatever it is, I’m sure it’s not the end of the world.”

Regulus looks disbelieving and scowls at James as though expecting some sort of argument. When he gets none, his shoulders slump in defeat and he turns, crouching and rummaging through his bathroom cupboard for something. James isn’t particularly sure what he keeps in there – he’s only slept over at Regulus’ place three times, and he’s been rather cagey about his belongings.

Eventually, Regulus stands up again with a small, oddly shaped container.

“Remember, I’m still me, okay?”

Before James can truly take in the dramatics of Regulus’ words, his boyfriend is reaching up to his eye with his index finger. For a moment, James is terrified that Regulus will poke his eye out and reaches forward with a reluctant hand.

Until he sees something.

A lens.

James’ gaze goes towards the mirror to take in Regulus’ reflection, and all of his thoughts screech to a halt as a deep brown eye blinks back at him. A very stark contrast from his other eye, still a steely grey that is a known characteristic of the Black family.

Regulus gives James a couple of seconds to adapt before he takes out the other contact lens, popping them both in that unusual container. Then he turns, looking up at James like he’s waiting to be shouted at.

And James is left to stare at this new discovery with a racing heart.

His eyes are warm, endless, with flecks of dark amber around the iris that somehow catch in the too-bright bathroom lamp.

“Now, I know this is a bit of a change,” Regulus starts, fiddling with the sleeve of his jumper. Of James’  jumper. “But I just couldn’t wear contacts to sleep anymore. It dries out my eyes, and it’s ridiculously uncomfortable. So, you’re just gonna have to deal with this when we stay at each other’s places. I’ll wear them when-”

“How the fuck did you get hotter?”

Regulus falters at the interruption, staring up at James with wide eyes. Wide, fucking gorgeous, eyes.

“Seriously,” James continues, taking Regulus’ face in his hands and tilting it upwards, “It’s unfair. You can’t keep doing this to me. My brain is going to melt. Regulus, why the fuck do you wear contacts?”

“My… my family has grey and blue eyes.”

“I don’t care what your family have,” James tells him, “Regulus. They’re beautiful.”

“Oh.”

It’s ridiculous – James can tell that Regulus was honestly expecting a worse reaction. As though James has ever found Regulus anything less than perfect. With a quiet laugh, James leans down and presses a gentle kiss to his lips, smiling when he hears the love of his love let out a content hum.

When he pulls back, he’s grinning, “Can’t believe you risked damaging your eyes because you cared about my opinion.”

Regulus pouts briefly and pulls him back down for another kiss before James can start mocking him. James mourns the fact that he can’t see Regulus’ eyes anymore, but he doesn’t mind too much.

He’ll have the rest of his life to compliment them anyway.

[violent138]

Ra's definitely one of those father-in-laws devastated to realize that Bruce's breakup with his daughter also meant no more sports nights or fishing weekends for them.

[blairaptor]

The Bad Batch in hats!

I saw ep 3.4 and thought... "wait, why is Crosshair in a ball cap actually fire??" And I just went from there!