#im just happy man 🥲

[reineydraws]

so there's this post that talks about how people call jason's curved knife a kris but it's not a kris 'cuz why would he have a southeast asian knife? and op's tags say if you're gonna give him an 'exotic' weapon at least make him malay or something. a later reblog adds a filipino kris as an example, and then i was like, 'omg, jason in a barong tho.' SO i tried designing a bat-barong inspired by his hood logo, for a filipino jason haha. and now here we are! 😊✨️🇵🇭

[piko-power]

My Personal Headcanon On Why Amy's Love For Sonic Died Down Lately (and their dynamic)

When they were younger, Amy's love for Sonic was pretty extreme, and Sonic was, understandable, uncomfortable for the most part. He knows she means well, but that girl needs to calm down.

She can fight, but sometimes her hammer could only stun her enemies for a while. (It took her a long time to get rid of that robot that has been chasing her around Station Square.) She wasn't fully independent yet, even if she fought on her own a couple of times.

She often follows Sonic and his friends around. She is part of the team, but she was not a strong as she is now at the time yet.

She admires Sonic. A LOT. And Sonic knows that. Obviously, he could only run away from something like that, since he is NOT ready for that kind of thing, and whether Amy takes the hint or stop, she still loves him.

...BUT, I think things were slightly starting to change between her and Sonic after Lost World.

Remember this line?

You remember that? Okay, okay. Here's another totally unrelated question:

Before the events of Lost World, when was the last time Amy said "I love you" to Sonic out loud?

...YEP. 😈 (Unless I'm missing something, let me know lmao)

As more games and adventures come out, the characters get slightly older, and Amy is 12 to 13 now, and she is most certainly at that age where her body starts to change, but especially on how she views Sonic.

She knows she loves Sonic, but it was this moment during her change where she actually wanted to admit that she loves him.

I believe that Amy was all about sharing her affection to him not through confessions, but through obvious hints. Sonic totally got it, and there was no need to confess. Sonic knows she loves her.

...But she never said it. And she almost did, but she never did again for a while.

I think this was the moment in her life where, oh, God, she actually loves Sonic. SHE LOVES HIM, WHAT.

And she was looking back at all the times she had with Sonic that she can now see were unpleasant to Sonic (At least that's what she thinks) and that's probably why she isn't so expressive about her love to him than how she used to back then.

She wasn't sure what to do with this realization, and sets aside it for a while, and nearly stayed as her casual, peppy self... until the Eggman War happened.

During the 6 months of being with the Resistance, fighting Eggman's army all day and all night, all she can think of was Sonic.

She dreams that he still with not just her, but with her friends. She just wanted to see Sonic again, she just wants to be with her hero again.

But I'd like to think that she was also thinking about how she used to treat Sonic back when they were younger, how Sonic would almost always run away from her whenever she asks him out, or always look so uncomfortable whenever she gets so close to him.

Cringing at those memories big time, she wanted to change and hopefully when Sonic is okay and comes back, she can be better for him.

...Or will he still find her uncomfortable regardless? Would he even be happy to see her at all if he did survive?

But, hold on! She can't just give up her love for Sonic! He made her who she is today! A peppy, nature-loving, hammer-swinging, confident, brave... loud-mouth... annoying... Sonic obsessed... weak... pathetic... lonely little girl.

If she gives up on Sonic, it'll be like she gave up on the one hedgehog who saved her life. If she didn't she'll still be the same ol' Amy.

I also like to think she had parents a long while before she met Sonic, and was even expecting a little sister, but a robot invasion happened from where she was and attacked her parents and instead of trying to save them, after getting hurt, she ran away, hoping that they'll come back okay. But they never did.

She was all alone, and needed someone, a friend, a new family, someone who will hold her hand, anyone, to be there for her. But she was ignored by lots, and at that point, she's better off by herself, but still longed for company.

Eventually though, her tarot cards told her her future hero, and there might be hope after all. She encountered Sonic, held onto the belief of the cards tight, and the rest is history.

So, with that headcanon in mind, not only did Amy loose her parents that she didn't save because of her cowardliness (she was only so little at the time that happened) and also Sonic, who she thought will be her only hope, but now gone.

She doesn't even care if he did come back, he'd probably hate her now after everything she did to him, always talking about their "future wedding" or forcing him to go to Twinkle Park.

For the last few months of the war, it was nothing but Amy mentally beating herself up for either refusing to change or moving on, and they are both not fine choices.

She loves Sonic, but he does not love her, and she finally, finally realized it. And it's probably for the best if no body loved her at all.

But of course Sonic did survive and all of her worries wash away in an instant, she's just not expressive about her love for Sonic AT ALL now, since she's still worried about it but rather not mention it to Sonic because it doesn't matter.

If Sonic doesn't love her, then her feelings don't matter to him, and according to Amy herself, that is okay.

But also, I'd like to think that Sonic was thinking about his friends a lot up in the Death Egg for the past months, sometimes it's Tails (worried for his safety), sometimes it's Shadow (because he's wondering why he would join Eggman.) At some point, for a few days, Amy was in his mind the longest, and he felt bad about how he thought he was rude and pushy to her.

He wondered if she's not thinking about it too much, and if she is, will she give up on him? Yeah, he doesn't feel the same and still not looking for a relationship, but it's so strange but interesting how anyone could ever like someone like Sonic the Hedgehog. Amy was never afraid to show that, and she probably might be now.

He couldn't help but feel guilty. They were kids when she was like this, but he was so... arrogant at the time too. Not a lot happened at the time yet. He'd always have trouble expressing how much he value his friends, until he shattered the Paradox Prism. (I'd like to think Prime took place before Forces. It makes sense.)

She is such a sweet girl, and he probably made her believe that he didn't care for her. Just because he doesn't feel the same, that doesn't mean he hates her at all.

He wished he never ran away from Amy... Worrying for his little bro and wishing to be a good person for Amy was when Sonic cried in the Death Egg for the first and only time.

Frontiers, in my opinion, is kind of confirming their dynamic now. Sonic is a lot more sincere and kinder to Amy and she is not all hyperactive and lovey to Sonic. There is probably a real reason for this now.

They are both hiding their feelings from them, and they are both unaware of this. Amy, hiding her mental issues from Sonic, and Sonic, hiding his guilt away from Amy.

None of those things are important now. Sonic is with Amy and Amy is with Sonic. They are here with each other. They can be finally be better for each other now.

They don't care if they'll ever be something more when they get older. None of that matters anymore. They are here with each other. They can be finally be better for each other now.

Maybe someday they'll both talk about it, but for now, the present is important. They care about each other too much to think about it right now.

It's the kind of love that is unbreakable. It doesn't even have to be romantic. It's just love. Love is important for everyone, in any form. It's something Sonic and his friends need. And especially Sonic and Amy.

Amy Rose is the living embodiment of love, and without her, a lot would go downhill for Sonic and co. Heck, if it weren't for her, Shadow wouldn't have never remembered Maria's promise, which lead him to save the world with Sonic, before he temporarily disappeared from their lives for a while.

She is always there to lend a helping hand for anybody, even bad guys like Metal Sonic, and despite what she had been through, both in Forces and headcanon wise, she still fights back, even without her hammer.

She will pick you back up on your feet, reminding you that you are important and that you are loved, and that you should never give up. It's pretty much the words of encouragement she herself needed also...

She is still the happy, hyper, butt-kicking hedgehog we all know and love, but she still need someone to pick her back up on her feet after so long. Thankfully, she has her friends and her blue hero. The hero who made her who she is today.

I think Amy has no idea how important she thought she is, but Sonic does. Sonic knows fully well how important she is to a lot of people. It's about time he returns the favor to her. It's his turn to remind her how much a lot of people love her.

How much he loves her.

And I feel like The Murder of Sonic the Hedgehog was the moment where their dynamic really shined, but also the starting point of their relationship not only healing, but also the next chapter of what's to come for them.

Everyone, friends old and new, gathered around for a special birthday. A birthday for the confident, unshakable, and radiant Amy Rose.

It was such a special moment in Amy's life. After years of chasing and following the people she look up to, she is part of the team, but most importantly, she is part of the family.

She is fully realized as someone more than just a fangirl, but someone strong, courageous, creative, kind and a big inspiration for others.

I feel like this moment here...

-is where Amy is eternally grateful to call her friends her family. A family she thought she'll never have again. She's not alone anymore, and as long as they're by her side, she'll never will be again.

Her chasing days are over. She's finally caught up to them. She's finally home.

And it's all thanks to Sonic.

If it weren't for him, she'd probably be alone forever. Her past moments with Sonic might be embarrassing to look back on for a while, but they are good memories regardless, because they involve him.

Sonic saved her life in more ways than one, and despite everything, he's grateful to have her too.

He cares about her. He really does... And in her eyes, that all she needed to know. As long as Sonic loves her in his own way, she'll be happy.

Amy hasn't given up on Sonic. As long as Amy always supports him, he'll be happy.

Maybe sometime in the future, they can talk about their problems, but that's a story for another time. At this point, they need to. Right now, they are happy. They are okay.

They are here for each other. They are finally better for each other now.

"You guys won't ever leave me, right?"

"Wouldn't dream of it."

[chrisbangs]

i finished thesis, won an award, and have graduated.. hello 👋🥸

[luxurysystems]

If I'm gonna do this Vice City AU any justice, you know I have to give Irwin the loading screen treatment.

[pleasedontcareaboutme]

Idk abt yall but this week ive been feeling like reallllllyyy depressed. Like 100% hopeless why am I alive type shit. Idk if it's because of the *time of the year* or just cuz. my depression is getting worse again lol.

But tell me I'm not alone cuz I honestly idk what to do w. myself atp.

[lightseoul]

hung out with my guy best friend today and i just… he’s so happy with his girlfriend and it brings me so much joy seeing him receive the unconditional love he deserves 🥹

[zevrans-remade]

👀

[turrondeluxe]

HI! I just found your account and I want to say THANK YOU SMM! I didn't like how Mikey just died in the end of the Last Ronin, he should've learned how to love being alive again and heal from his traumatic past. Thank you for this au, it brings me much joy!

we all collectively refusing to accept canon

love that for us 🥰🥰🥰

[tytopls]

This barbie got the job ✨️

[autoneurotic]

called out at work as an astarion girlie

[your-average-gay-dork]

Bro moving and packing up and having to go through everything and keep finding the last remnants of your ex person fucking SUCKS

[secretagentsagainstwhatever]

trying to find cat food

1. that is actual meat

2. doesn’t contain vegetables (cats are fucking carnivores)

3. isn’t like 10% meat, 10% grains and 80% random shit the manufactures found on the floor

4. doesn’t cost the same as a mortgage

5. that my cats will actually eat

should not be this bloody hard 🥲🥲

[sunlightfeeling]

still not quite sure if i sixth sensed my own body in some way…

…or jinxed myself

[landofgay]

was trying to figure out how my old job could afford to buy everyone Lululemon shirts with their logo on it, then remembered the Lululemon asshole is an investor in that company. all the more reason for me to be happy I quit!!!!!!

[neo-shitty]

maybe the algorithm was in my favor when it led me to your blog bc i just said smth abt 505 starting to sound like aki to me and you have this

505. / hayakawa aki x gn!reader, choking, slightly suggestive, lots and lots of angst

You hate him. You fucking hate him.

How could he do this to you again? You trusted him, he gave you his word — Fuck, how could Aki do this to himself? He promised you that he wouldn't let this happen, that he wouldn't use his cursed sword any further. He wouldn't give up more of his life, more of something you both know he can't afford to lose. But he did it again.

A moonlit night, his breath hot on your neck, bare limbs tangled under the sheets like a puzzle that isn't meant to go together, and yet, this is the same position you and him have found each other in almost every night. The headlamps from passing cars shine mosaics of light through the window, and it's there, with Aki's hands clasped in your own, fingers intertwined, and his chest rising, falling, breath coming out in short little pants — It's right here, just a few days ago, where he makes his promise to you.

He stares at you from where you lay under him like you're heaven-sent, like he can't even believe you're here, like he needs to touch you, grab you, hold you close to his heart until you mouth a promise not to disappear. His lips quiver just slightly, sweat drips from his brow. His expression takes on a familiar sort of softness. "I'm not, I won't. I swear on everything I have, I'm- I won't use it, I promise."

You should have known. Aki Hayakawa is a man who doesn't have anything left to swear on.

And that's why you hate him, that's why you can't stand him. That's why you spend your time worrying and worrying and worrying, and it's why you find yourself in his bed yet again. It's why you stumbled over to his apartment without even knowing the reason, or perhaps without even having one.

You came here without caring that it's pouring, without caring to grab your umbrella, without caring about the way the rain soaks your hair, your clothes, your skin, your bones, 'til you're sure you'll catch a cold. You came without bothering to listen to the rest of his voicemail. Hey. I have bad news. Something happened at work today, and I had to... There was something crazy, and then... I just... Fuck, you know what it is. I miss you. I'm sorry, you know I-

You let yourself in with the key that he gave you, and when Aki sees you kicking your shoes off at the door, he doesn't need to ask why you're here. It's the same reason why you're sat on top of him, your pants discarded somewhere in the hallway, his shirt half-unbuttoned, staring down at him like he came fresh out of hell.

His hair is fanned out over the sheets, dark locks messy and knotted. His hands are sprawled above his head, open and upturned; his fingers twitch when your palm cups his cheek, your touch gentle, surprisingly tender, unlike the words you spit out.

I really, really hate you.

The city lights cast shadows over the shape of his face: the curve of his jaw, the peak of his nose. When your palm lingers on his cheek, Aki half-expects you to slap him, to yell at him for being stupid with his life, but even though he's sure he deserves it, you don't. And when your thumb toys with his lips, he half-expects you to kiss him, but you don't have the mercy to bless him with that, either.

Through heavy eyelids, he watches your arms as they glide down, down, your hands coming to rest around the width of his neck. Delicate, trembling fingers hold him softly, as soft as the way the freshly washed sheets feel on his skin, as soft as the warmth from your body pressed to his.

A moment soft like the pitter-patter of the rain on the windowsill, and the resounding pitter-patter of his heart. Lovely like the way you choke him, squeezing tightly, fingertips pressed into his skin, and gentle like the only thing you can manage to muster up next.

It hurts, it hurts so bad. I love you, you know?

Aki knows. He knows it hurts, he knows it's only going to keep on hurting and hurting and hurting, and at this point he knows with the way you love him, there's nothing he can do to stop it. You say those words like it's a question, like it's something that's at all up for debate, but Aki knows, more than he thinks he's known anything in this entire world.

How could he not know? Even as you strangle him, you've got tears in your eyes, an ache in your heart, a somber, pitiful sort of look on your face. The kind of expression that makes Aki want to love you until it starts to twist into something much, much sweeter.

And you're here. You're right here, in his room, when you could be anywhere else. You're wearing his shirt (something he left at your house, most likely), your ears are pierced with his earrings (a drunken mishap, but you still intend on keeping them). His hair tie is around your wrist, and your hands are around his neck. His.

Another firm squeeze makes Aki's eyelashes flutter, it sends blood rushing to his head, it causes tingles to roll over his shoulders. His head feels fuzzy, his mind feels faint. Your touch is on his neck, palm measuring the steady drum of his pulse beneath his skin, fingertips brushing over his Adam's apple, where it bobs in his throat when he swallows.

You choke him harder, his gaze softens. You're choking him, he's losing air, he's trying to stifle little coughs and gags, and yet he stares at you with nothing but utter adoration, nothing but pure love. He holds your wrists in one large, careful hand, rubbing circles into your skin that tell you, This is okay.

If he could speak, if he had the strength to tell you all the things that hide locked away within his mind and feeble tongue, he'd want to say something like, You're beautiful, so, so beautiful. Sweet thing, you're everything to me, did you know that?

Does this make you feel better, is this what you need to forgive me? I don't care what it is, or whatever it takes. Do whatever you'd like with me. I trust you. — You squeeze rougher, hands weighed down with grief, tightened with pain, and he smiles.

Your grip starts to loosen, then. Slowly, your hands grow slack, and then they recede to desperately claw at his shoulders, to drift over the outline of his collarbones. Aki catches his breath, breathing in, out, his heart hammering in his chest.

The tears you've been trying so hard to hold back finally begin to form, droplets blooming over his skin when they fall from your lashes to land on his cheeks. Your body shakes from little sobs, your eyes screw shut. Aki reaches up with one hand, brushing stray tears from your eyes with his thumb. He touches you like he could never hurt you, so tender it makes your head spin, your stomach churn.

With the other hand, he reaches for the nightstand, fumbling to flick on the lamp. Nostalgic yellow light floods the room, and Aki winces at the sudden burn on his vision.

His voice is low. Just a little raspy, just a bit fragile, but so, so gentle: "Shh, it's okay, it's alright," Your soul shatters in the wake of his words, splintering off into pieces, scattered more and more by each and every vow — "It'll be okay, everything will be okay, I promise. I'm here, please, don't cry. I'm sorry, oh, I'm so, so sorry."

You feel weak; your back slumps, your head falls, until you're sobbing into his chest, your hands grabbing fistfuls of his shirt. And once again, you hate him; you hate the way his palm comes to hold the back of your head oh-so safely, you hate the way his breath in your ear starts to shake, you hate how you can hear every beat of his heart and you know, you know the both of you won't survive this.

You've doomed yourselves from the start. Everything was over from the very beginning, from the first time you met, from the first love-sick night you spent together. From the first time you saw Aki, all bruises and scars, tattered heart and crushingly perfect. From the first time you held him, from the first time you kissed him, you knew he was going to die. And you, your soul would die with his body, you're sure of it.

Aki sighs deeply, and his hand soothingly strokes the back of your head. You're still so cold, clothes and hair still damp from the rain. Thunder crackles from somewhere outside. The bedside lamp flickers for the briefest moment. Aki holds you tighter, closer to himself, and he grasps the covers, pulling them over where the both of you lay. Warmth settles over you like a dreamy cocoon, and your body stills. The two of you, pressed together, like pages of the same tragic little book.

The rain drums against the window, on and on and on. Aki's heart settles to a rhythmic thump, each heartbeat in tune with your own. It's a long while before you feel ready to speak again, your voice breaking the thick silence: "How long? How long did the curse tell you?"

Aki hesitates. His eyes flutter open, and he stares absently at the dull shadows on the ceiling. You swear you can feel the slightest tremor in his fingers. How long does he have left to live? He takes a deep breath, and then answers honestly.

"Two years."

Two years is twenty four months is seven-hundred-something days until he's gone. He had thousands. He'll probably die even sooner. God, you hate this.

That's it, two years, just two, stupid fucking years — It seems like a lot, but a few weeks ago it was five years, a few months ago it was fifteen. Six months ago, you were sitting on his balcony, arms interlocked, drinking cheap beer from the corner store, laughing without a care in the world for tomorrow. Four months ago, you were watching as Aki lights a cigarette, his palm cupped around the flame; You shouldn't smoke, you say like a plea, and he replies, Don't worry, I've got plenty of time left. This won't be what kills me, anyway.

You can't help but huff a dry sort of laugh. Aki asks something that sounds like, What is it? and you bury your nose into his chest further. There's a tiny tinge of hope that maybe he won't hear you.

"You're gonna destroy me, Aki."

[lovekt]

⋆ ｡˚ ⋆｡ BIRDS OF A FEATHER ⋆ ｡˚ ⋆｡

(we should stick together)

pairing; oscar piastri x fem!reader

blurb; where oscar funds your slightly unhealthy obsession, and uses it as a way to your heart.

author’s note; i’m thinking of writing this up into a little friend to lovers blurb. anywayss something short and sweet as i’ve only got two weeks left of exams!!

🎶; now playing… birds of a feather - billie eilish

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user1 and that's what I get for screaming my man, my man, my man too loud

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oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri Another one for another year. Can't wait until there's seventy or so stalking me everywhere I go. Happy birthday "bestie", some more surprises coming soon...?

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mclaren Before and after we told Oscar who our special guest is!

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