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aquasandyled · 11 months ago
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hello hello so as I was perusing for the CRUMBS of agohiru content that exists on this site, I saw that you made a post mentioning that you shipped them and…. well basically I figured I’d ask if you wanted to expand on that 👀 give you an excuse to talk about them perhaps? also because there’s maybe five agohiru fans on this site and I’m desperate for more—
ahem, anyway, only if you want to! have a good one ✨
Omg???? Is this 2014??? The fanfics used to be fire… i have my dumb little (boyfriends) tag that would be cute if tumblr had a functional search system
You tell me too 🥲 i miss them, talk to me about these dumbasses pls
I just think theyre exes, divorced, cant ever be proper friends again (or can they?) they have chemistry, sinergy, they fight, they make out
Sometimes they get nostalgic for what they had, cause they had fun and worked great together, similar goals, but agons too selfish and a dick, a working relationship would require a LOT of emotional maturity and responsibility from him and who has time for that? Hiruma has shit to do, not enough patience and definitely not time, so whatever.
In high school they were in a feud so we saw that, feelings of betrayal, but they also make each other want to be better (in a not very nice way, but still) and they already know they work very well together, a hit to agons ego (he needs that)
So when theyre in the uni with the wizards theyre still very much “we arent friends idiotttt” mode to anyone who even gives them the side eye (hiruma doesnt actually *say* anything, feelings who? watch out for the bullets) but agon waits for hiruma after class like a puppy when he can (hes just passing by really, theyre both going to the gym or the field anyway?) and hiruma subconsciously looks for him sometimes even…
They always fight though, always disagree, theres always a better way to do things according to agon and both of them are emotionally stunted and unwilling so really, what can ya do? They do sleep together often, so that messes everything up even more, but they already know each other well, its hard to stop (do they even want to?)
Basically, heard bang the doldrums by fob? Thats them
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lotus-pear · 1 year ago
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clowns in court
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puppyeared · 9 months ago
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i like him
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z3r0-0r3z · 6 months ago
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chilchuck 🎉🎉🎉
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heyimanowl · 3 months ago
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The todd kaufman designs..
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icewindandboringhorror · 1 year ago
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There's always a slight yearning in the back of my mind wishing I had been born in the right place, time, family situation, income level, etc. to have just lived in one single house for my entire life. Imagine being born in a place that still suits you, even through all of your personal evolutions and etc. The idea of deep familiarity with an area because you've lived and explored it for 40+ years, being encased in a web of memories and connections. Being able to clean out your old childhood bedroom and find personal artifacts, to dig in the yard and remember. I know those lives can still be plenty imperfect, but there's just something so seemingly solid and stable and Grounding about it that I sometimes wish I could have.. (At least from my outside perspective as someone who's moved around a bit geographically and even within the same area, never lives in the same house/ apartment /etc. for more than a few years usually.) Like... having a place that is printed upon, fully your own, rather than chronically a visitor, every thought of a space always tempered with the notion that one day soon you'll have to pack it all up again, etc. There's something peaceful about the permanence.
#I think also because I'm a very nostalgic person - THOUGH not in the way that somep poeple mean when they say nostalgia because I've realiz#ed that to some people apparently it means like.. more of a sad emotional thing? Or when I talk about being nostalgic they say 'me too' and#then describe how they're always depressed dwelling on the past wishing they could revisit it and replaying it and feeling sad and etc.#Whereas for me - it's not in a deep or emotional way at all. It's very detached - kind of like someone who is doing like a scientific#cataloguing of something? I don't feel any remorse or sadness or longing or sitting there sobbing for hours over people/pets I've lost or#etc. It's more like a fun contemplative excercise and extension of self analysis plus just documentation. Like I know your memory fades as#you get older OR even as stuff is actively ongoing humans have terrible recall - even the ones who are less emotional/more focused on#accuracy our minds still twist things or etc. SO I looove to have documentations of everything possible so that in the future I will have#as full and complete of a view of myself as I possibly can. sure the image will undoubtedly be a little distorted but having real evidence#of how something was at a time is very valuable. You look through old messages or letters or something and you always find other alternate#versions of yourself. Not in a worse way like inherently inferior Previous Models Of You who haven't yet been perfected but even just in a#neutral way like 'what they're saying is not a BAd thing but also is not how I would say that today.' etc. ANYWAY I find it really interest#ing to document and remember things and love revisiting the past - not in a sad way - but just like. curiosity. reminiscing and recalling#and filling in gaps. or trying to have the same feeling I felt at a previous time so I can remember what it was. Collecting information for#documentation purposes. Like for example - I would love to go back and tour all of my old childhood houses/apartments. Not to like#sit in the middleof them and cry and go 'ohhh my childhood waughhh' - but literally because I want to take detailed photographs so I#can remeber exatly what they looked like and recreate them in sims or some other digital way. Why? idk. just to gather the information. If#I ever live to like 80 years old and I'm still reflecting on my life curious about the dteails of it. I want to be able to fire up my#ancient windows 10 laptop I've kept all these years and open up the sims 4 and tour my old home with accuracy etc. ??#Not sure why really. Maybe an extension of how I generally care a lot about having an 'accurate' view of things? Like I would rather be#accurate than be happy. I don't understand 'ignorance is bliss' because I would always rather know. I always always in any situation am mor#focused on 'what is the well researched practical truth' than about 'how does this make me feel' or etc. Truth above ALL else even if it#were to make me miserable. Aka why I'm a 'boring' 'annoying' 'UM actually..' type of killjoy lol because it's very hard for me to understan#that some people can enjoy something or have a good time even not knowing the full facts of a situation or etc. BUT anyway. since that is#some core driver of my personality for whatever reason (just the plague of ennegram type 5 perhaps lol) maybe that also drives me to my#kind of minor obsession with like 'I must have a complete view and calatoguing of my life that is as accurate as possible within the means#i have' . Is it REALLY important for me to know the exact layout of on of my first childhood bedrooms? no. materially it does nothing for m#in life. BUT hey. it would make a great addition to the Accurate Life Story Catalogue lol. ANYWAY.. But I think a lot of wanting to live in#one place forever is not just the ease of documentation. but the sense of having a constant. Much of what i crave most in life is stability#& familiarity &routine bc of how my brain works. And it just would feel so good to be Settled. Never uproot again. One little place FOREVER
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mixed-up-metaphors · 7 months ago
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doodles be upon ye
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aurenflare · 18 days ago
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god knows if i will ever do an actual rewrite (probably not) but i have an unhinged google doc where i ramble about these bitches and plot details and stuff. i have shit to do rn but nooo the fucking blorbos!! (affectionate)
anyway if you drew them i would cry tears of joy i think (but no pressure ofc)
i respect your right to have a google doc sm omg. me personally i have a wip that haunts me on the daily but will never make it onto paper so i get the struggle <33 your blorbos in particular haunt me almost as much. i love them so much especially naomi the icon that ey is and oops my hand slipped—
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theoldaeroplane · 1 year ago
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(pawing through the Hallmark cards) (muttering) where's the "i scored over my dr's diagnostic criteria for PTSD" section?
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the-punforgiven · 9 months ago
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maemil · 2 years ago
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Finally made it to the first appearance of Barriss on my rewatch and I genuinely forgot just how cute the interactions between her and Ahsoka are... the scene at the end of Brain Invaders where they're both freezing and Ahsoka is holding Barriss in her arms is just! Altered ten year old me's brain chemistry permanently.
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lav-endermoon · 1 year ago
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i will never not appreciate cc!wilbur’s sensitive treatment of c!wilbur but i will never not wish he had stuck up for the guy a bit more throughout the post-revival arc. it felt like most of the apology streams after HO16 functioned for other characters’ vindication (and while they were still quite touching and satisfying that part always rubbed me the wrong way) (im looking at you, my own judas)
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nomaishuttle · 1 year ago
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anyways. sorry. got cranky
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eschynite · 1 year ago
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was this really the vibe of people's tumblrs in 2012
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tardis--dreams · 2 years ago
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Pompeii came out 10 years ago: sounds right. that's not even that long ago?!
Last all time low concert was 5.5 years ago: absolutely not. that's literally impossible. that's like half a lifetime, the Fuck?!
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trans-leek-cookie · 7 days ago
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had a little episode of Maybe Brainfog? that made it really hard to think of words and also was happening when I was trying to remember something I wanted to ask because forgetting it would be really fucking annoying but trying to figure out how the hell to Use Words was both comparable to the punishments of Sisyphus and Tantalus because I kept circling back because I could never actually say my point and also I knew there were words I wanted to say but they were like. In driving distance but I don't have a car so it's like yeah I could get them but I need some external help so it's like it's not the distance as much as it's the thing that would make the distance doable. I am losing track of what I'm talking about but anyway while that definitely wasnt a fun experience (it felt like in PE when you had to run a mile and you can't constantly run so you can walk and it's like, not painful but it's not neutral either it's just not As Draining All The Time but its all sorta draining no matter what)
CUTTING THIS OFF BEFORE I INTRODUCE MORE FUCKING METAPHORS that episode 1. Gave me a better feel for my symptoms bc I straight up have the thing i was forcing myself to write and it's not like incomprehensible but you can tell I couldn't stay focused and I can actually remember (this is a big thing I always forget my symptoms) how much of a struggle it was not only to write the message but also to make sure I was using the right words to ask the question I had. I literally wrote "so the main question is" on like the second and fourth paragraphs of that ask I was fighting for my life in that ask box and I came out. Okay. 2. I feel like it's a good experience to draw from when writing characters because it's very very a lot. It's good for when you need weird out-of-it dis. Um. What's the word hard to describe? No DIFFICULT when the character needs to be having difficulty thinking it's good experience for writing that
#In an effort to combat the fact my memory is like. Refreshing itself every 5 seconds I have become extremely stream of conscious#Like my writing has become extremely stream of conscious. Just shove it out and work on it after it's typed#But the problem with the Potentially Fog was that. Oh God. The working on it after was not workinggggg#And I underestimated how bad it was and was halfway thru probably when I realized. ''hm I think I'm having straight up a minor#Episode of something that's making thinking + reading while I'm writing really hard'' and I umm umm I already felt committed to it#So I just pushed through and like. It wasn't to the point of any true exhaustion or damage but it was like ''we are so close''#And yea but it's like having a quarter mile left but you're running at 1 MPH. You're mostly done and probably not going to hurt urself#But like that's still gonna be 15 minutes of running and it's gonna feel like a lot more than that#It is really funny to look at the message I was typing bc like 1. It's nothing too serious 2. It's like comprehensible so no problem#But it is like. Hey we wait why did I say we there. Idk it's like ''hey I could've taken a break this shit was not time sensitive#Like I could just. Come back to this later'' but I had already committed myself to it? Like I could've copy pasted the damn text into#A Google doc and finished it later. Well I guess I was trying not to forget any important parts of the question and even tho in hindsight#It was ideas I probably couldve gotten back to by using the context of the stuff I did write in the moment that was#Not necessarily something I could accurately assess so I had no clue if I stopped typing if I would ever figure out what the fuck I was#Saying after that moment Jesus CHRIST this post spiraled. Stream of consciousness my uh. Well. My constant. I guess
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