#if u cant tell im projecting

[aloonaram]

I want to write puerto rican jayce so bad like i want him and viktor to trade their traditional dishes i want viktor to try some mofongo i want ximena to make viktor and jayce sorullitos and have viktor be confused as to why hes eating fried corn meal dough with butter and powdered sugar for breakfast i want jayce to say bendicíon, ma i want to hear jayce say expresso instead of espresso bc that’s how his mom always said it i want jayce and viktor to celebrate three king’s day i want—

[viridianv0id]

V1 and Gabriel are absolutely obsessed with each other - in many ways than either of them know how to express

V1 can't help but admire Gabriels skill, the raw power a being made of blood and flesh has, the speed, the sheer determination to keep going, the brilliance of him, how he's so different yet so very much the same as itself, the are one and the same and if it wasn't for V1 being a machine and Gabriel an angel they'd be literally the same thing.

They're both tools - both made to be used by their creators in fights they didn't have a say in, only to be thrown to the side when no longer deemed necessary/capable

Gabriel is infatuated with V1, it infuriates him - an object, something supposed to be so simple actually able to match him? To not only beat him half to death not once, but twice! It's a deadly little thing yet Gabriel can't help but be impressed, the force this little blue robot holds is not one you want to be at the receiving end of.

He's curious, he's in awe, he hates it with every fiber of his being and wants to see it in pieces, it's mechanical gore spread across the ground by his blades, yet he can't help but want to learn more about it, it opened up his mind - and he can see so Much more clearly and he wants to know just how this little machine can do that to an Archangel of all things. What other wonders does a war machine turned survivalist has to offer?

They need to tear each other apart - it's just what needs to happen. V1 needs blood and at the end of hell Gabriel will be it's only source. Gabriel needs an ending, something worthy to end his life with a brilliant bang as the father's light leaves him.

But they need to know each other. They need to learn each other, rough, metal hands against angelic skin, calloused hands against metal plating, stained and coated red in the blood of hell's denizens.

They hate each other with enough passion it's turned to love, infatuation, desire. They can't stop thinking about each other. They need each other.

[swordmaid]

silence of love.

[oceanwithouthermoon]

https://x.com/d3kutism/status/1741579841764475157?s=46

it should be illegal to be this fucking stupid so loudly and confidently omg..

mfs on the internet preach about "media literacy" yet they completely gloss over the fact that the only damn things that kusuo "canonically" is are a tsundere, an unreliable narrator, and a fucking liar LMFAOOO.. babe thats like basic reading comprehension, im sorry..

EDIT: it should go without saying not to send a person hate just because of a silly post like this one(+i dont have any reach anyway so im sure it wouldnt happen, but i wanna say this nonetheless lol) but i would just like to say that i just checked and realized that this person is 15 years old, so like... yeah, too young to be arguing with grown people on the internet. dont take this too serious or send this person hate pls lol..

[redninjaoutfit]

i want to understand: why ship tad and peanut?

I've been gathering my thoughts on this topic for such a long time because I have so so many but its so hard to articulate them sometimes. THEY ARE SO NEAR AND DEAR TO MY HEART YOUR HONOUR MY ANGSTY SONS

More under the cut cause it's gonna be a whole lot of words

For starters, I just enjoy the enemies to lovers trope in general. I think seeing someone else's flaws to the point of considering them annemesis and still managing to move past that and fall in love with them down the line is very poetic. Having to battle through hate, one of the most misguided and complex emotion one can feel towards other people and coming out victorious, conquering the concept you have of someone and replacing it with an image so dissimilar to how you perceived them before... I get a lil kick out of it. It takes incredible maturity and willingness to cooperate on both sides of the relationship to move past hard feelings, to find common ground and build something substantial and amiable on that very ground. The former enemies actively heal and grow as people alongside one another, it's a very beautiful concept.

HATE AND LOVE ARE NOT TWO SIDES OF A SPECTRUM!! They're standing next to each other, separated only by a thin sheet of paper which is so easy to rip through once you move past the issues which divide you.

For Tad and Peanut, the obvious and unavoidable source of conflict is their allegiance to their respective cliques. The Preps and Greasers are supposed to despise one another out of principle which they very much do. Consequently, as of the events of the game, neither have any possibility to openly display their many compatible characteristics around one another. Hence why the animosity festers.

When I talk about the many compatible characteristics of Tad and Peanut I mean MANY. SO MANY. You might notice I did not say similar as I don't find they are carbon copies of one another, their lives are very different, however, their very cores slot with each other perfectly. It all falls into place.

Peanut, as I'm sure everyone already knows, has a painfully and one-sidedly dependent relationship with Johnny who is assumed to have saved him in some way, judging by the contents of his character quotes. He's fiercely loyal to his leader to the point where it's overwhelming and he actively fears disappointing Johnny in any capacity (not aided by the fact that he's implied to have feelings for Lola). Not to mention, as a second in command, he's got big shoes to fill, shoes he doesn't deem himself good enough to fill. Though he seems content with being trapped in Johnny's shadow he does show a sense of longing for freedom and a deep self-consciousness about his abilities.

Tad on the other hand is not second in command, quite the opposite, he's at a disadvantageous position in his clique with his newcomer status. Yet the expectations he has to meet at the forceful request of his father are just as if not more ambitious than Peanut's. With how prominently Mr Spencer's abuse towards his son altered his character and mindset, Tad is thus trapped in the role of the usurper, exactly what he feels (and knows) his clique-mates see him as. His opinion of the topic is largely apathetic though the apathy seems forced and learned.

His destiny as his father's extension has been set in stone, as has Peanut's servitude to Johnny. Neither feel they can do anything about it.

Both deem themselves worthless and void of purpose when they are not of use, not going along with whatever demands have been put onto them. They convince themselves (Peanut moreso than Tad) that their prison is a comfortable one, that the end goal of their struggle will be satisfactory yet know deep down all they want is freedom.

In this way they are very compatible, enough that they see a bit of themselves in the other which is part of the reason their bad blood runs so deep, especially on Tad's part. They see the collars hanging heavy around their necks and tug on them in hopes the other won't notice the perpetrator's own. It's easier to depersonalize yourself from your own issues than to face them head on.

I can definitely see them snapping on one eventful occasion - a supernova of unspoken emotions ready to surface - their reconciliation would not be a serene, drawn out ordeal of slow acquiescence. They fire each other up to the point of accidentally creating a spark which leads to a flame. A common flame between them in whose glow and light they can finally see each other's true colours, which will not burn them like it usually does but rather provide warmth, much needed after the long years spent in their cold, oppressive jail cells.

They would be like two dogs chained to a tree and left for dead tasting food again and rediscovering the comfort of a plush pillow - striving to maintain the warmth of mutual understanding conceived on that very day and would no doubt cultivate it to the best of their inexperienced ability. They both know by then the other is a novice in terms of... well, everything when it comes to being appreciated.

They rediscover love together and that's why I think they are so very beautiful and compatible as a pair!!

THAT'S IT... UM SORRY FOR RAMBLING AND THIS BEING MUSHY AS ALL HELL THEY JUST MAKE ME SOB AND WISH FOR THEM TO HAVE A BETTER LIFE. THE POTENTIAL IN THEIR RELATIONSHIP IS IMMENSE AND I WILL NOT BE SILENCED ABOUT IT. THEY CAN HEAL EACH OTHER LIKE NOONE ELSE CAN!!!

[opens-up-4-nobody]

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[m00nyzz]

the uhs uhmm the to be continode love that one

[vixendoesstuff]

Crack ass AU idea that I've been spewing in my private Discord server

Basically it's the entire Project Sekai cast, but as Transformers. So pancake loving boy Akito is like, a Toyota and WONDAHOY Emu is a- plane or something

Don't really have a set lore for them yet, but for this outragous idea, what lore would make sense for them honestly?

One idea I have is that they're all shipped off in stasis pods when the war was picking up and got nabbed by a race of Virtual Spectres (space Vocaloids) who told them that in exchange for their food, shelter and survival, they gotta sing to satisfy the "Spectators" (beings from another plane of existence that fuels the VS race) (they're basically the players in the game with their funny box avatars)

Another is that they're a group of Neutrals that crashed into Earth and landed in Japan, and seeing the culture they decide they vibe with it and stayed there, making up human identities to blend in and take the culture in (basically using holograms of their original human looks). And also proceeds to become theater kids in their disguises, because they be vibin'

No matter the lore, just know that these are 4+ mil year old robots that sing songs about love and friendship and depression.

WONDERHOY-

[bmpmp3]

(little bit of silence at the beginning because it wouldnt let me upload otherwise RIP) quick plug-and-play this-mix-is-ass-session-terminated type shoujo-a cover but (said in a hushed voice filled with wonderment and awe) soyogi........................................

(ust by Taketonbo)

[mihai-florescu]

Linkedin show me jobs for guys who are haunted by their dreams

[darabeatha]

/ I think we should normalize replying to replies with what they made us feel and the vibes we would like to offer back but can't because our brains are temporarily fried bc life/work/studies/other hobbies/etc but we still want to let the other mun know that we enjoyed their reply very much

[newty]

every two weeks a bunch of ppl bombard neil gaiman with the same question abt queer representation, and every times hes like. can you people find some media literacy instead of self righteously demanding if smth is canon. and like every single time the thing ends up either being canon but not in kindergarten terms, or just there enough that it literally does not matter

[kenmaiii]

5 likes and i give this guy with the ridiculous name some melanin

[connorconsumestrousers]

there's a specific laugh that makes me melt. and I'm projecting it onto a certain character.

[robotpussy]

when you express your feelings to one of your parents and they take it as a personal attack..................

[cringelordofchaos]

ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh so thats why i was always so obsessed w chilldhood friends to loverssssssssssssssssss