#it could be Car because he be selling cars. but idk i like that its his dad's business ie peter never got into his own thing

[brotherofmercy]

I was thinking of mlp designs for Cornetto characters while falling asleep and I kept getting stuck cuz like. There are multiple characters who have clear defining traits but not skills (Shaun, Gary, etc) and I was thinking, "ok but what's the best symbol to allude to this trait but also leave room for a special talent?"

Then I remembered the Element Of Kindness' cutie mark is butterflies, meanwhile she takes care of anything from yes, butterflies, to full-on bears. It's not that deep

[reikunrei]

feeling incredibly averse to posting this but i'm just gonna drop my kofi link here in case anyone wants to help me get out of my increasingly shitty situation living with my parents

more info below ig

after having given my parents nearly $100k over the last four years, i'd love to be able to actually leave. my future job situation is still up in the air (i've submitted for about a dozen positions and the only one i've heard back from and interviewed for hasn't gotten back to me yet), and i haven't been able to build up any savings because, again, i was (and still am) helping my family afford rent and bills, and probably the taxes my parents are behind on, but if i think about that, i'll get too angry. no joke, i've given my family, at the bare minimum, 85% of my income over the last 4 years. the rest of it has gone toward medical stuff and, now, my car

at this point, with the combo of my mom refusing to lower her standards and my dad's seeming refusal to hunt for a new full time job, i don't see how they won't continue to bleed me dry. my dad even has a bad habit of taking money out of my old savings account that he's a joint owner on or whatever from when i got it set up when i was 16, even when i stopped actively putting money in it, so now any time it gets its automated $1 transfer from my checking account, he'll just take that $1 without consulting me. i'm not exaggerating, even if it has $1-2 in it, it'll be gone within a week

i've even put off starting on testosterone because of this. i wanted to start it like 3 years ago, but kept putting it off because of money issues and wanting to save as much as possible. i got really close to actually starting it this year, but because of how messy everything is, i put it off again bc having one more thing on my plate, especially when my parents are already weird about me being trans, was not something i wanted to deal with

not to mention, we're still currently not living under a lease in our house that we're, as far as i'm aware, still tens of thousands of dollars behind in rent on (again, my dad refuses to disclose our financial position honestly with any of us) and it's developed many, many issues bc the landlord, even before we were behind on rent, is shit and refuses to actually fix anything. and my dad loves to just ignore things unless we beg him to do something

i'd love to be on my own (in the, much more affordable, midwest) by the end of summer. i by no means want to rely on donations and i have other avenues i'm working with to make money (i still have my current full time job, but i'm going through my old belongings and selling a lot online), but i'll take any help i can get atp because i'm truly at my wits end. i'd start doing art commissions again if i could, but doing that from 2020-2022, partially on top of my full time job, absolutely wrecked my right hand and i'm still in enough pain that i can't make it a regular activity

idk how much else there is to say. there's more i could say but... i don't really wanna air all my dirty laundry here. i'm miserable in so many ways and it's just become increasingly clear that my dad expects me to constantly cover his ass. my younger brother gives money too, but he manages to go on big cross-country and overseas trips with friends, so i think i've been stuck with the burden of giving the most money. there's so many more things going on in the world rn and everyone is stretched thin so i don't expect much, or anything, but. idk. might as well throw it out there, right?

i’ve also since taken down the gfm i set up last year when we got our first eviction notice bc, while we still need the money, i don’t feel right keeping it up for multiple reasons, including “i don’t want to give any of that money to my family” and it feels too… serious to keep it up when i could just throw out my kofi instead

i just want to make sure i have some sort of safety net to catch me if i move before anything job-wise is finalized. i need to be able to afford a place to live for at least a month so i can job-search while physically being in the area i wanna move to, which would ultimately make it easier for me to find a job at all. i'm working on being more firm with giving less money so i can actually have the means to move and be safe and comfortable, but... that never lasts long in this house

anyway. that's it, i guess. thanks for reading

[ideasarestuckinmyhead]

a short story where sugarboo comes home with a new back and spine tattoo done out of straight impulse.

My impulsiveness told me to do it-

I was trying to figure out what back and spine tattoos Boo might get. Idk how tattoos work so bare w me.

Uuuhhh implied suggestive stuff at end bc someone now. Backshots (not Auron's sadly) goes crazy w back n spine tattoos

So this is what I think would be cool!

Boo felt tired and sore, but the tattoo's they got made them really happy. When passing the new tattoo shop, they just HAD to get it.

The beautiful spine detail and bones made them remember of a cryptic Seth told them about. The color made them think of Alphonse's hair in dark mode and normal mode.

Boo was really surprised how fast the tattoo artist got these done. With a few breaks in between, Boo was able to become friends with most of the tattoo artists. Saying they'd bring any baked goods they want if they ever come to Sugarboo's bakery.

Pulling up to the house, Boo saw their boys chatting. Seth who was working on his motorcycle in the garage waved at Boo. Alphonse who had his back turned, whipped his head and gave a big smile.

"There you are Boo!" Greeting his partner, he opened the driver side door. Giving him a quick thanks Boo slowly got out and hissed a bit.

Their new tattoo was still a but sore but, the tattoo artists told them how to take care of it correctly. Even selling Sugarboo products since it was the only place that sold them.

"You alright Sugar? Is your back hurting again from bending over?" Gently asking, Seth wiped his hands as he walked up to the other two. Shaking their head Boo laughed awkwardly, his do they explain this.

"So I got a surprise right?" These words made Alphonse and Seth look at them. The pinkeete peaked into he car, and quirked a brow.

"Really? What is it?" Asking Boo, Alphonse went to the passenger side door and opened it. Grabbing the bad with a curious look, Seth came closer to Sugarboo.

"Yeah, usually you dont give surprises unless its-" Trying to connect the dots, Seth was interrupted by Alphonse gasping. Pointing at Boo who gave him a sheepish smile.

"YOU GOT A TATTOO??" Shouting he came to them quickly. And began asking if they were okay, along with if they needed anything.

"Yup! So, uh surprise?" Questioning themselves, they saw Seth sigh and give them a look. One they usually get when they do something really impulsive without telling them.

"Sugar, we could have helped you get into the car and drive you here- Al, calm down." Snapping slightly, Seth looked at the pastel punk who was looking at the receipt

"Boo, I love you but a back and spine tattoo done on the same day?? Babe, that must hurt like hell!" Worried Alphomse started looking them over. Boo chuckled feeling guilty but Seth patted Al's back.

"Let Sugar talk." Sternly saying, the pinkeete paused and then looked at his partner. Sugarboo gave Seth a thankful look before starting to explain.

"I always wanted one and because theres a new tattoo place I decided to get it done! I didnt work today and I thought why not?" Telling the truth, both men nodded listening. It was true Boo was sad they'd have to take like a long time off since the closes tattoo artist was in the city. But now since people are coming here theres different shops now.

"Okay, we understand. But still, ya could have told one of us or gotten someone to help ya get home." Chiding Seth came forward helping Boo to the house. Alphonse followed carring the bag and would help but ask.

"What does it look like?" Asking his partner, who smirked and giggled a bit. This caught both of the attentions.

"You'll see soon once its healed~" Implying something dirty, Al snorted and Seth shook his head. Sugarboo wanted to say that was able a reason why they wanted it. Since their backshots were gonna go wild now-

[lunyxdragon]

Dragons Rising Rant

I WAS NOT READY for season 2 part 1

(I'm spoiling pretty much everything below the cut)

This was everything I wanted and more (not to say it doesn't have its issues, but still)

I know some people were grumbling about Lloyd taking Zane's role of being the vision haver but I honestly like how they handled it. Because it feels an awful lot like a PTSD allegory. Like, Arin is literally like "you've been through a lot, maybe it's catching up to you" or smthn like that, the visions showing up at random and inconvenient times during the day, being unavoidable but they can be lived with, panic attacks, so am I the only one seeing this??? This does some interesting things to my Lloyd PTSD headcanons... another thing is the two people that have had visions are the two most likely people to have PTSD imo, so... there's that...

Lloyd verbally acknowledges having panic attacks which caught me so off guard for a show to sell toys to eight year old boys. It wasn't like puss and boots level of panic attacks, definitely not given that much focus, but it was there. Lloyd canonically has panic attacks!!

I know it's a kid's show, but I feel like they could have handled the sleep deprivation a bit better than "Lloyd is falling asleep all the time," like there's so many other ways you could convey that, at least vary it a bit. They hammer this point into the ground and I feel like kids aren't that dense, and would understand it even with half of the random falling asleep replaced with irritability, zoning out, or other stuff like that idk.

I WAS NOT READY for Kai to get sacrificed. When they were talking about human sacrifices I was like "nah ninjago would never go that far, that pretty much confirms that either the sacrifices aren't actually necessary or the forbidden five don't get brought back," then Kai literally gets sent to the backrooms with no way out.

And Bonzle. BONZLE. Need I say more? Wish she had gotten more focus though. The sorceress felt like a d&d oc shoved in last minute though, and her design was so chaotic it was distracting from the show for me. Probably just me though, I like order. She's fun, I just wish they'd either given her an arc or given that focus to Bonzle.

Internally screaming when Nya says "Jay would never forget me" and when Jay showed up. I really hope they give him enough time to shine.

Ras literally runs and catches up to a moving car and knocks out a dragon in a single hit. Bros insane. I guess the blood moon just makes him physically stronger? They didn't really elaborate what the blood moon does to Ras and why. But he's an actually competent villain, which Ninjago is in short supply of.

Cole literally said "Come at me (bro)" to the Administration.

Speaking of Cole, Geo misses him!! I'm way overhyped for this couple, but this is the closest thing we'll get to a canon gay couple in ninjago. Lego doesn't have the balls to actually show them kissing or being a couple, not with their show that gets aired all over the world to sell legos. I'm gonna go rewatch the land of lost things episode from s1 later.

The timeline is even more messed up now though. If Cole only just returned, when were the Mech Pilot shorts supposed to happen? We'll see what the creators say on Twitter lol.

Ending this off on a positive note, the found family is gonna kill me. Arin literally seeing Lloyd and Nya as his parents was gold. Oh man Ras slammed the poor boy around a lot, physically and mentally. Just let both Arin and Sora realize they're not useless. Nahhh the angst is too good.

Is there more? Probably. But I need to do my calculus coursework...

[helpfandom]

ELLO ITS ME @yandere-plague

OK so like I've had this idea for a story for so long and-

Okay so handsome dad is your dad and Nisha is your mom.

BUT Nisha, realising she's pregnant she ditches you somewhere on Pandora.

Another BUT some people from Lynchwood take you in.

So you grow up in Lynchwood and for plot reasons Nisha recognises you. She doesn't kill you but you know she hates you (you have no idea who your parents are)

Randomly you wake up on Helios. Then the fucking hyperion ceo walks in with some doctor and there're like. "Yup they are your kid"

You and Jack just stare at eachother in shock (and horror)

You are obviously scared shitless because you know he will throw you out of an airlock if you do so much as breathe wrong.

But then surprisingly he acts like such a nice dad to you even though you are literally having a panic attack just seeing him in person.

Idk if you want to write for this or something but 🤷‍♀️

I'm so happy I spent like 3 minutes stimming and jumping because it's you! I love your writing, and to have one of my favourite people ask me, ME? for something?

Fun Fact! My longest post in Borderlands is Zane Flynt. Something I wrote as a tribute. To YOU [with 1,049 words] Anyway-

Ask, and ye shall receive.

TW: for Handsome Jack shenanigans, mentions of S3X, Handsome Jack, Perhaps a OOC Nisha, because I didn't play Nisha in Presequel, nor did I know she was in BL2. Allusions to abortion or miscarriage.

It had been a great night between the two that, to be quite honest, they both enjoyed, but unfortunately, Jack happened to have gotten her pregnant.

She was quite disappointed, especially since she got herself roped into giving birth to you rather than trying other methods. So, she gave birth, and then promptly left you in the middle of the road, hoping perhaps a skag wouldn't go hungry that night, or maybe someone who could actually care for you would show up before the animals arrived.

And with that out of the way, onto the real headcanons.

There had been some rumblings of a bandit finding something of importance, something that could help, something they could train. Perhaps it was a new animal for Nisha to hunt, or maybe- She pauses, looking at you, you who had tears in your eyes, clearly scared out of your mind, and yet she still couldn't muster up enough sympathy to care for you. Not when she tried to get rid of you.

So you spend most of your life being trained by psychos and bandits and always wondering why Nisha hated you, why she would glare at you every time you dared to be around her, even with all that you put into being the best there is, the best in Lynchwood, maybe even the best shooter that you could possibly be, and yet the only reaction she will ever have to you is just anger, and disdain.

As you get older, you begin to notice that the worst tasks, the deadliest tasks are sent to you first. Is this because she wants to test you, or because she wants to kill you? You can see in her face the hatred she has at you coming back that it clearly wasn't to test you.

At some point in your teenager years, you begin to stop caring about what she wants from you, what you think she desires from you in order to be seen as something more.

And eventually, she just sells you off to Handsome Jack in order to have him postpone his attack on Lynchwood ever so slightly by giving up the best bandit they have.

So as you sit in a car, wondering where Nisha is sending you off when you arrive at a place with the name Hyperion? Does Nisha want you to take them down from the inside, perhaps?

And yet as you're escorted to a room with a doctor and someone- IS THAT THE REAL HANDSOME JACK? The doctor mumbles something to THE REAL HANDSOME JACK-HOLYSHITHOLYSHIT AM I GOING TO DIE HERE? He turns and faces you, looking at you head on, and then walking towards you with open arms, clearly he must mean to attack, right? He HUGS you?

All the while Nisha hates that she misses you, hates the fact that she kind of liked you? Even though you're a reminder of all that she hates in life, she likes the fact that you tried so hard.

Handsome Jack doesn't care about you at first, only thinking of how this could make him look better or how to use this against his Exes. He could gloat to Moxxi how he can take better care of his child[ren] or how much better it is with him to Nisha. All in all, he doesn't truly care about you till later.

As he notices that you flinch at every little thing, he finds it annoying, he wouldn't hit you unless you need it, and you're his kid, so why do you expect him to hurt you?

That's when he realizes that you don't know about Jack nor Nisha being your parent, so all that you've seen is the one person you look up to hate you, and his own reputation coming back to bite him in the ass.

So he drops the ball onto you.

Of course, this is such a surprising revelation that makes everything make sense, but you can't believe it, after all, would you really go as far as trying to kill your own child?

Yes. They both would.

Besides the fact, you then spend most of your days following the revelation staying alone, processing all that happened, becoming your own kind of therapist in a sense.

And because Jack wants to use you just as Nisha did, he drags you out, slowly becoming attached to you, because who wouldn't become attached to a hobby?

Needless to say, they both intend to use you for what they can, then drop you, but end up becoming attached to you.

[gyuscoquetteribbon]

svt headcanons (crimes they'd be arrested for)

-> warnings: not anything in particular! It's pretty lighthearted <3

-> a/n: this is my first post ayyyy I've been wanting to get back into writing after my two year break and yeah :3 thought I'd just start with something light ig. my asks are open so you can send headcannon ideas !! id love to write about them !!

Seungcheol:

money laundering.

except its probably fake news and he was only suspected because people don't understand how bro is adorned in designer wear from head to toe even though he earns millions every year

Jeonghan:

online fraud.

definitely would try to sell severely damaged products online just to get rid of them and you can't even get spare parts to repair them because they're eons old

Joshua:

shoplifting.

i just know bro is SICK and TIRED of not being able to pay using card at certain stores in other countries so one day he just snaps and decides to throw whatever he needs into his bag and leave (he obviously fails at it)

Jun:

damage to public property.

he broke the bars that were meant for kids to hang onto.

Hoshi:

trespassing.

idk he just looks like he'd find a way into places even if there's barbed wires surrounding the area. its the furry in him.

also for speeding.

Wonwoo:

idk the term for it but illegal attainment of paid products from video games.

like bro definitely tried to cheat the system and sent a mail to the game services saying he paid for the weapons or whatever in whatever game he fancies even though he never paid for it just so he could have it for free (he was obviously caught)

Woozi:

cutie patootie could never do anything wrong 💗 (Physical assault except those claims were false. a passerby just happened to see him chase one of his fellow members ((mingyu)) with a guitar and thought he was gonna beat em up)

The8:

the government is scared of him.

Mingyu:

for not carrying his driver's license.

bro's luck is saur bad sometimes i just know he'd get pulled over on a day where he DOESNT have his driver's license with him.

Dk:

accidental tax evasion 😭

this applies for hoshi too. i can just picture them both seeing woozi filling out important documents and they ask him about it and woozi just mumbles 'paying my taxes' and these 2 adorable fools go 'WAIT OH MY GOD ITS TIME TO PAY TAXES ALREADY?????' and they're panicking and running around bc they do NOT wanna be shakira-fied

Seungkwan:

public nuisance 💔

all he did was argue with the bus driver for driving past his stop without even waiting long enough for him to get out of the bus (i'll personally get him out of jail)

Vernon:

i think he'd somehow manage to be a prime suspect for a crime that he did not even commit.

or illegal possession of weed in his car idk

Dino:

for being a part of a cult.

i just know he'd accidentally find himself in a cult and doesn't know how to get out of it without being their next sacrifice

[quohotos]

So I'm sure no one remembers this anymore but it's been eating up my mind and I might as well get it out. There's this service called Carfax or some shit, and they pay for youtube ads. In one of them they have their mascot, this like fiver-ass animated furry, known as the carfax fox. Get it? Carfax? Carfox? Whatever, he looks like shit. Well he speaks in this snarky Ben Shapiro ass voice and explains that Carfax shows you the damage history of a vehicle so you can know it's true value. To illustrate his point, he has behind him two identical twins with two identical cars. Then through the magic of carfax or some shit the car on the right starts to rapidly morph from a normal car to a totalled wreck, I guess to illustrate how its damage history is being brought to light. This puts the twin on the right into a state of distress and causes the twin on the left to point and laugh.

"HA! Your damage has always been visible!" the guy says, pointing and laughing at his own brother.

It hangs for a beat where the other brother just looks so emotionally distraught. He's shocked and confused that someone so close to him would ever say something so unhinged and cruel. Like you just say that to someone? To your brother no less.

He stutters and then simply says: "We're twins!"

And then the add just fucking ends. Right there. Idk maybe they cut away to some slogan but it's the last we see of them and then your youtube video plays.

Excuse me what the fuck? What kind of martian wrote this?

Your damage has always been visible? What brings a person to say something like that. What does it even mean? I can tell you're traumatized, I can tell you're struggling, you're trying to hide it but I can see. I can see you're damaged goods, brother, and I find that funny. I laugh. I laugh at your weakness.

And don't you be fooled into thinking this is just some sort of edgy east coast style tear each other down humor, the twin on the right looks genuinely hurt. All he can do is appeal, brother how could you betray me like this? Are we not cut from the same cloth?

And why, why would he do this? Over a car? To impress some red fox who can't even make it up to his calf? Yes he appears large because of forced perspective but he could, would, and should drop kick the fucking carfax fox given the first opportunity. See the fox also thinks it's funny, or at the very least doesn't react. To him nothing matters beyond the monetary value of a vehicle. Human emotions, compassion, all that? It just gets in the way.

Oh god, did he coach the other twin? Maybe he wasn't always this way. Maybe the carfax fox has been corrupting him.

Just put yourself in the poor twin's shoes. It's been months, you haven't heard from your brother. You see him post on Instagram, but less and less does he actually have room for you in his life. You see photos of him, him and this fucking fox. Drinking, going to parties, their relationship status changes. Your twin brother, he's gay, and dating a fox. He didn't tell you, you're twins but apparently this wasn't worth mentioning. Maybe he didn't feel safe telling you. It keeps you up at night. You thought you were close.

Then a text message comes out of the blue. "Remember that car you're trying to sell, you haven't found a buyer yet, right?" Not hello, nothing like that, just straight to business.

"Yeah," you reply back, before clarifying, "It still hasn't sold."

"My boyfriend has this app for selling cars, do you think you could bring it by to the studio, we were thinking of using it in an ad."

"Yeah sure, totally, bro."

"Awesome. Would you like to be in the ad? You just need to stand there next to your car. It'll really help it sell"

"Uhh... sure, I guess," you reply back.

It's a nice car, but yeah you are struggling to sell it. You've had it for like eight years and put a lot of work into it. Real ship of thesus type vehicle. Selling it is important, but not really your priority.

"How've you been, man?" you text back.

No reply. Minutes later the typing bubbles pop up. He just ignores your message, it's just a date and time.

You show up as requested, it's a sound stage. A producer helps you get your car in the building. Some makeup people give you a once over, someone puts a lapel mic on your shirt. You finally see your twin brother, on the other side of the stage is a car that looks just like yours. Same make, same model, same color. Maybe it's a rental. Then you see him.

Your brother, he's there with that fox, they're laughing about something but you can't hear it.

You introduce yourself, but as soon as you approach the smiles stop. It's awkward. Were they laughing at you? You have so many questions, so much to catch up, but apparently your brother's boyfriend isn't even happy to see you.

"You don't have any lines, don't worry, you just look forward and smile."

Your brother produces a plastic bag of cocaine and you watch as the fox snorts it off of the hood of the rental car like it's nothing, in view of everyone.

"All right, it's showtime folks," he says, and suddenly everyone's moving. Your brother scowls at you.

"Get to your place," he says. You're shocked, shocked by his tone, but a split second later he's back to smiling for the camera.

The first take is messed up because you're not in place yet. The fox berates you, tells you to get it together. This isn't him, this isn't right. What does he see in this guy. Is he just leeching off of his money, would your twin brother even do that? You thought you knew him.

They reset from the top, you smile into the lights, into the cameras. The fox is saying something about damage history. Whatever, it's a car sale app or something. Then to your horror you hear the sound of bending metal and shattering glass. You turn to see your car, totaled in an instant. What? How? What did they do?

Your eyes shoot around the room. The fox won't even look at you, his tail swishing back and forth playfully.

"Ha, your damage has always been visible."

You turn to see your brother pointing and laughing. Your damage has always been visible? What does that mean? What does that even mean.

"We're twins!" you say, mouth agape in disbelief.

This isn't him this isn't right.

"Alright, I think we got it. We don't need you anymore," the fox says, finally turning to you.

"Bro, what's... what's gotten into you?" you sputter.

His guffaws, they're softer now, just a slight chuckle and smirk.

"You're weak," he says, "Just like your fucking car."

Whoever this person is, he's not the brother your grew up with. Not the shoulder you cried on, not the guy you shared a pokemon emerald save with, not the one that you did matching Halloween costumes with for fifteen years straight. No, no he's something else now, and all because of that fucking fox.

"You son of a bitch!" you shout, lunging for him.

The fox seems only mildly amused as you're grabbed by security, dragged out kicking and screaming.

"I'll kill you, what did you do to my brother?" you demand.

"Your damage has always been visible," your brother laughs. That's the last you ever see of him.

[bi-buck-coded]

Fuck It Friday (but make it Teen Wolf)

I've been rewriting my sterek fic where Stiles is the one who's bit instead of Scott in season 1 (also they're seniors so stiles is 18 do not judge me) and idk ive loved this idea for a while now and I know it's probably already been written a thousand times but I'd like to write my take. I'll put it under the cut so people that don't like teen wolf don't have to scroll past some huge post but ya.

"I was umm- Well I- No okay.” Stiles sighs and rubs his hand over his face giving up. “I definitely would like to answer that question, you seem like a great guy and I'm terribly sorry to inconvenience you, but I don't actually know why I’m here.” Again a growl and another step towards Stiles. Stepping back he tries to explain, “No, wait! I'm not lying! See, me and my friend Scott were trying to find a dead body in the woods- which may have been my idea- and possibly my dad caught me, but I went back in the woods to find Scott when I heard a howl and-” Stiles stops, worried he may have underestimated this headache. “Wait, no that couldn’t have been right. There haven't been wolves in California for like 60 years-" 

"Really don't need a history lesson, just why you’re in my house.” Stiles scrunches his brows and looks around at the burnt down house before turning back to the man with an incredulous look.

“You live like this?” The stranger rolls his eyes and crosses his arms. He says nothing else, though, so Stiles powers on. "Okay, sourpuss, I couldn't find Scott so I was headed back to my car when I found the dead body! I ran to get someone, my dad or any deputies if they were still out there, when I fell. Must've hit my head because I don’t remember anything past that and it’s killing me now.”

"So you're saying that breaking into someone’s house is okay as long as you can’t remember it?” 

"To be fair, man, this is barely a house, it could be a haunted mansion maybe? Definitely doesn't look livable to me-" the man clears his throat. "I mean some throw pillows would be nice, but other than that its a very fine house! Actually, are you looking to sell?" Stiles stumbles over his words. The stranger nods looking insanely unamused. “You know what, I can see that you’re gonna be a hard bargain on the selling front so I’ll just show myself out.”

“Yeah, you do that.” Stiles walks past the man and turns to go down the hallway, but is stopped by a hand on his shoulder turning him so he’s facing a door.

“Right, sorry.” The door slams behind him as he looks out to the woods. "I don't suppose you have a map? Or GPS?"

Silence.

"Yeah no it's- I'll just walk this way,” Stiles says loud enough for the stranger to hear. “It’s not like there was just a murder in these woods,” he mumbles to himself.

[bloodbruise]

what’s some of your james headcanon ?

okay kinda went overboard, but once i started i could not stop. also left out the nsfw ones but if you want them just send me another ask nonnie :)

he gets carsick. like bad bad. the first time moony took the marauders in a muggle car they had to stupefy him. no one brings up the "which is worse" debate: cars vs apparition in front of him or remus anymore because one mention and they're bickering for hours. its a touchy subject for them both.

he has a soft spot for late 60s soul music, a lot of the songs remind him of how he feels for regulus

he's the type to go to the farmers market and then feel bad that no one is at a stand so he buys two of whatever they're selling.. he comes home and reg is like ??? we already have a perfectly good cutting board but james is like i know baby, but i couldn’t just let the woman sit there! she was old and she looked sad :((( and she hand made them!!

the real reason he goes to the farmers market though is to pick the flowers he gets for reggie every week <3

he is a miserable wet noodle when he is sick. like a big baby. idk i just think effie would’ve tended to him so well, made him soup, brought him his medicine, water, potions, etc. anything he needed she would give him. so the first time he's sick at hogwarts and he has to get up and get his own medicine, he's acting like the world is ending.

he loves muggle touristy stuff. idk i can picture him on a double decker bus in an I <3 LONDON shirt and glasses just cheesin’ (after he's loaded with motion sickness meds)

wears mismatching socks. regulus gets irritated that he finds it endearing instead of stupid.

he starts wearing a hair tie on his wrist when sirius grows his hair long (i also think remus does this too but he started way before for the girls)

i think that when he loves someone, there is absolutely no line, and i cannot emphasize this enough, no line that he would not cross for them. i think it scares him sometimes the amount in which he loves and how consuming it is.

he runs hot. always in shorts no matter the weather. likes to put his jumper on reg whenever he gets too warm.

he would LOVE karaoke. and he chooses a song with ridiculously difficult vocals (im thinking testify by parliament). like he cant sing for shit but he's pulling out all the stops to get people to laugh--dancing, sliding on his knees, etc--so he pulls it off.

that man does not get embarrassed, foreign concept to him really.

drools when he sleeps. starfish sleeper, limbs just sprawled.

obvious but not a white man. i love both latino and desi hc's!

[bratshaws]

through the hourglass 6. brb x oc

a/n: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I JUST WANT TO WRITE THEM BACK ON CALI OK (also tried the word thingy that was suggested SO FINGERS CROSSED!!!!!)

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: fluff, bea's uncle being KINDA WILD, bradley has doubts but bea is there for him <3

goodness gracious (pls read this one to know more what this fic is about!!)

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By the time the week was nearing its end, Beatrice and Rooster both left the hotel to go to her uncle’s house. It wasn’t a long trip and they could easily get there by taxi if her uncle wasn’t already at the front of the hotel. She had to do a double take when she saw the message, then peeked outside the balcony to see her uncle’s tall frame in front of a large SUV, lifting his arm up to wave at her “Hello bambina!” his deep voice shouts and he gestures to the car “Come on!”

 

Beatrice blinks, then turns to Rooster who just gives her an amused shrug “We shouldn’t stall too much if he’s there already.”

 

So they finish up at the hotel, only taking a few extra clothes for safety as they make their way out. They’d come back in a few hours after all. Roberto’s smile immediately widens when he sees the couple walking out, “Ah, finally, I was about to kick the doors down!” she knew he was joking but if you saw her uncle around you’d think he would kick doors down. 

 

“Zio, don’t joke about that.” she gently scolds him but then hugs his neck as he pecks her temple, “Hi, zio.”

 

“Hi, bambina, good to see you.” he lets go of her to turn his eyes to Bradley, “Ah, the man of the hour, come here,” he immediately brings the pilot into a bear hug, almost lifting Rooster off the ground. “Good to see you as well, ragazzo. How has Palermo been treating you?”

 

Once he is let go and Rooster feels like he could breathe, he offers Roberto a small smile after fixing his sunglasses, “It’s been really great.” her uncle nods, almost proudly, then nods towards the car while he opens the passenger door. It’s very spacious inside so Bradley doesn’t have to squeeze himself too much, but he chooses to stay close to Beatrice who just smiles up at him.

 

“Well,” Roberto says once he enters the car, “I hope you two are excited, because I am!” he chuckles before driving off.

 

That’s when Beatrice leans forward so her head is peeking from the back of the driver’s seat with her brows furrowed, “Yes, uncle, about that…when did you get a boat?”

 

“Oh! Funny story,” she immediately sighed knowing it’d be just like she imagined, “I met this man in the fish market, right. He is from Hungary I think and he was selling a boat! So I thought about it and said ‘hey I always wanted a boat!’ and then he showed it to me and i bought it!”

 

“And aunt Valeria is okay with that?”

 

“Oh your aunt doesn’t know.”

 

A deathly silence takes over the car and Beatrice’s eyes widen behind the sunglasses, “Wait, wait, what do you mean aunt Valeria doesn’t know??”

 

“Well, you see, it’s a surprise! I just finished everything up this week! She has no idea!’

 

She doesn't know if that’s sweet, worrisome or both. She chooses both for safety. Beatrice just lets out a “Oh.” and settles back down next to Bradley, giving him a look that only makes her husband arch his eyebrow at her.

 

“But don’t worry! She’ll be happy when she sees it!” her uncle boasts, “You know how she is.” she couldn’t really agree much with that considering her aunt was one of the most worrisome people in her family - yes even surpassing her mother - who not only feared her own shadow but was extremely superstitious. Meeting her aunt Martha and her nonna must’ve been quite interesting back then.

 

“Do you even know how to drive a boat, uncle?” she asks with genuine curiosity, and worry, only for her uncle to explain he took a course and he knows everything there is to know and more, “Okay…and is it a big boat?”

 

‘Oh, I think it is. I mean it fits four people.” Roberto grins, humming to himself as they turn a street, “So it is pretty big!”

 

Beatrice purses her lips, then sighs deciding that she wouldn’t get more out of her uncle until they arrive at his house, so she just leans back against the passenger seat and turns her head to Bradley who’s already looking at her with a little smile. He leaned down to kiss her forehead, she could feel he was telling her not to worry without using his words and she appreciated it.

 

Maybe her aunt wasn’t the only one who was worse than her mother either.

 

“And here we are!” Roberto announces “Home sweet home.”

 

Roberto parks the car in front of a two story yellow house with large stone steps that led to the front door. There were several types of bushes and plants that decorated the outside and when Bradley stepped out of the car after Beatrice, he couldn’t help but wander to where he saw the concrete railing on the curve of the road, whistling low when he could see the ocean and other houses below this one, “It’s a hill.” he comments to no one but himself, “Holy shit this view is beautiful.”

 

Beatrice’s presence appeared next to him where she leaned her body a bit forward without any fear - it was pretty high - much to Bradley’s sudden panic, his hands immediately holding her waist as she looked around, “There used to be a fig tree over there,” he tried to control his worry when she leaned even further, almost bending over the edge and easing out a sigh of relief when she stands up again, “Shame there’s nothing there anymore.” Beatrice innocently turns to Bradley, who looks way too pale for his own good, “Are you okay?”

 

“Please don’t bend over a railing I don’t know how many feet away from solid ground.” he mutters in one breath, “I can deal with that,I don’t know if I can deal with you doing that.”

 

“Oh, oh no it’s really safe, Brad I–”

 

“Bea.”

 

Beatrice smiles fondly, “Okay,I won’t.” she whispers, kissing the three scars on his chin and grabbing his hand once she hears her aunt and uncle talking on the front porch. He sighs in relief again, letting the brunette guide him forward where three large cane corsos immediately walk out and decide to sniff them as a greeting.

 

They were fully black cane corsos with the only color being the red collars on their necks, “Oh my God, hi guys!” Beatrice’s voice goes high and the dogs’ tails start wagging like crazy, “Oh my God! You three look so big! Hi! This is Rooster, he’s my husband!” the two dogs started sniffing his shoes and one of them even nudged his hand to get a pet already, whining like a puppy, “I think they like you.”

 

Bradley laughs, scratching the one who nudged his hand behind the ears “Well, you know I like dogs.” he smiles, hand going down to scratch the dog’s chin and in turn the dog’s leg started tapping on the floor with happiness, “Especially big dogs, hi sweetie.” he coos when the other cane corso comes close to demand pets as well.

 

Roberto watches the scene from the front porch with his hands on his hips, “Yeah, my girls are very loving. Andiamo! Come on ladies, back inside!” the large dogs immediately followed the command, rushing into the house past Roberto and Valeria, “Come on in you two, it’s way too hot to stay outside.”

 

The inside of the house was indeed much cooler, the blue tiles that led to a living room and open kitchen area appeared to have golden speckles mixed in and whenever the light shone on them they glowed. The windows are huge, tall arches that went from floor to ceiling and opened in the middle towards a large balcony with even more plants adorning the sides.

 

It was so spacious and homey. There was a staircase that led to the second floor, where he could see another window that illuminated the top of the steps. Meanwhile both of them could hear Bea’s uncle and aunt talking in the kitchen, mainly in Italian and it was too quiet for him to understand what they were saying yet.

 

Beatrice furrowed her brows “I don’t know how my aunt will react to the boat thing.” She begins “I mean it’s sweet he invited us but my uncle is a bit…impulsive I guess.”

 

“An impulsive buyer?”

 

“Hah, yeah, it’s a miracle this place isn’t hoarded with stuff.” She admits quietly, lowering her bag onto the couch, a big couch with a marble like pattern of browns and white.

 

“Did they live here for a long time?”

 

“Ever since I was a kid.” 

 

Roberto’s heavy steps approach the two, interrupting the conversation, “Anyway lovebirds, are you two hungry? Valeria prepared us lunch!”

 

Beatrice furrows her eyebrows, “Zia! You didn’t have to!” but her aunt just waved her hand to say it was nothing. She looked back at Rooster who just smiled at her “Alright…we can have lunch.”

 

-

 

After a wonderful seafood lunch, Roberto told the two to rest in one of the guest rooms until it was mid afternoon so they could enjoy the surprise that her aunt was already getting suspicious of. They took a nap because honestly they didn’t feel like they could do anything else until then, and once they woke up they changed back into their swimsuits and met Roberto downstairs.

 

Her aunt had her arms crossed over her chest while wearing a black bathing suit and a long flowy dress on top to cover, questioning her husband what was happening, “It’ll be fine!” her uncle said, smiling at the couple then whistling to the dogs, “Come on! I cannot wait to see your reaction!”

 

Instead of using the front door like they expected him to, he just turned to the kitchen and to the double doors that led to the patio that had a direct connection to the beach down below. Her aunt was still questioning him on the way down, with Beatrice and Bradley following along with a grin, the pilot’s hand leaning down to gently scratch the cane corso closest to him behind the ears again.

 

It takes them a few minutes to reach the beach, with her uncle leading them to the port where the other people’s private boats were. Beatrice could only watch with the same grin as her aunt questioned why they were in the private port when they had nothing to put there, especially since mainly those boats were fishing boats more likely.

 

That is until they started nearing a massive yacht by the end of the bay, well it wasn’t enormous but it definitely towered over the small fishing boats that surrounded it. “Oh…” they get even closer, with her uncle speeding his step, “My…” he turns around to gesture to it “God…”

 

“Here she is! Isn’t she a beauty?”

 

Complete silence follows, complete and absolute silence and the only one that breaks it is her aunt after a good chunk of time, “Cos'è questo? Roberto, cos'è questo??” she asks in Italian, pinching her fingers and thumb together and shaking her hands back and forth “Che cosa sta succedendo??”

 

“Well amore mio, I wanted to show you our new baby! Andromeda!” He is so proud he doesn’t seem to notice they all look at him stupefied. 

 

Her aunt’s eyes widen, “Our new baby– Did you buy this?!?!”

 

“Yes!”

 

Beatrice winces at her aunt’s tone, “She doesn’t seem that happy…” she looks back behind them to see Bruno and Umberto coming as well, they probably arrived a few minutes ago and her uncle messaged them. “Hi guys.”

 

“Cugina! Hello– what is that?”

 

Bruno snorted, pulling his sunglasses over his eyes, “I think papa bought a yacht!”

 

Cue to Roberto trying to tell Valeria why it was a good purchase, why they’d enjoy it so much and they could travel all over the world with it. But her aunt was too preoccupied as to how and why he got it in the first place. Beatrice,Bradle, Umberto and Bruno just watch as the couple talk back and forth, her uncle never losing his smile and never raising his voice even if her aunt seemed less than pleased.

 

Bradley then opens his mouth to ask, “Does he do things like this often?”

 

A resounding “Yes,” comes from the two brothers and the brunette without missing a beat. It was really amusing and normally, it would be uncomfortable if he wasn’t accompanied by Beatrice and her cousins…speaking of her cousins, he darted his eyes to Umberto and immediately zeroes on a very specific bruise on his neck, right where his jawline ended and his throat begun.

 

He had a feeling he knew what happened but he couldn’t share with Beatrice just yet, deciding to hold it in…he felt like a little boy telling someone his sister had a boyfriend now and he had proof that it happened.

 

After a while, Roberto and Valeria calmed down - well her aunt did - and started walking to the yacht, “Come on! Come on!” he whistles again so the three big dogs leap in as well, although they were a bit fearful at first, needing to be carried into the yacht by the army veteran himself. 

 

Bruno and Umberto follow, with Beatrice and Bradley close behind, “Uncle, I don’t think this is a boat.” Beatrice says, widening her eyes at how massive it was inside. It really fit more than four people there. 

 

“It is a boat! A big boat!” he laughs, leaning on the front deck with a grin, “That’s what the guy told me!”

 

“It’s a yacht uncle.”

 

“Same thing! Come on in, come on in.”

 

With something so big she started to wonder if her uncle had any idea at all of what he should really do and if this course was teaching him how to control such a huge thing in the middle of the ocean. He joked that if something happened, both Bradley and Umberto could help him out since they were in the Navy.

 

He was very surprised when no one laughed at the joke.

 

Meanwhile, Bradley couldn’t help but smile - even if he was a tidbit nervous - when meeting more of Beatrice’s family. He knew Umberto well enough by now, but his brother, his father and his mother he only knew from passing. He had no idea Roberto was this boastful man who seemed to find everything hilarious no matter what and a bit oblivious to certain things

 

Umberto was like his father, he was very friendly, and just as oblivious - especially to flirting. As for Bruno, he was a bit loud, he liked carrying people - since he tried picking Guillermo up and failed miserably and chose to pick up his mother instead- with a boyish grin. Beatrice said he was twenty five years old so that explained the youthful nature. 

 

Valeria was a worrywart as Beatrice called her, she was always fussing about, talking to Claudia or one of her sisters in law, hovering close to her sons and husband to make sure they weren’t doing anything stupid and even to Beatrice. He had to admit he was a bit jealous at first, he never told Beatrice that he got that way. She knew he didn’t have…a lot of cousins, a lot of aunts or uncles and his grandparents weren’t around when he was born.

 

He wanted this type of connection to people for a long time and he was more than happy when Beatrice’s family took him in. Claudia especially wanted to make sure he always had a good time, always asked about his well being and always said that he ‘needed to fill up a bit more’ before slapping food on his plate.

 

When he was younger he wished he had a sibling, he felt very…alone for a very long time even if his mother was always there for him. He eventually grew out of it, joined TOPGUN and then worked up the ranks so he didn’t have the time to think about it anymore.

 

But now that he had Beatrice’s family supporting him so much he really felt he could have that at the ripe age of thirty seven. It wasn’t unwelcome…and he felt his mother would’ve liked them all too. 

 

He didn’t even notice they were already away from the marina, too busy looking at the horizon and the endless ocean to notice but he does blink when he feels Beatrice’s small hand on his bicep,”You okay?” she asks sweetly, holding something in her hand.

 

“I’m fine, gorgeous.” he smiles, “Just thinking, what’s that?”

 

“Birra Moretti.” she says while turning the label to him, “It’s beer, it’s really good. Uncle said to drink for him since he can’t because he could crash the yacht.” she laughs nervously but her eyes have a smidge of worry, “Want to try?”

 

He looks down at the light amber colored bottle, then shrugs, “Why not? I should expand my horizons.” he says, then thanks her quietly as she sits next to him while nursing herself with some as well. He pops the bottle open without issues, then tilts the bottle up his lips. It’s not bad at all, honestly it’s really good, “This is nice.”

 

Beatrice smiles, “Yeah?”

 

“Yeah,I like it.”

 

“It’s tradition,” Umberto’s voice appears, “Papa always had those when in family meetings, I guess we are now…doing it on the boat.”

 

“Absolutely not!It’s not safe!”

 

“Mamma, it’s fine, it’s not like we’ll fall off the boat–”

 

“Bruno Schiavoni if you continue–”

 

Bruno just laughs, tipping the beer back to drink more of the amber liquid. Beatrice smiles at her cousin, but her eyes return to Rooster and she sees he’s not looking at them, he’s looking ahead, “Hey, you okay? What’s the matter?”

 

He laughs softly, looking down at the beer, “...your family is really cool Bea.” he begins, “...I…I just feel really welcome. Is all.”

 

Beatrice’s gaze turns fond and she puts the beer aside, hugging her husband’s arm and propping her chin on his shoulder, “Well,I’m glad. I’m really glad Roos. I know my family is…unconventional to say the best,” cue to her uncle singing O Sole Mio in the background, “And they can be…um…”

 

“Protective?”

 

“Intense.” she says, “But, they aren’t that bad. I think I forgave them after a while, you know? I guess I was upset with my parents for a little bit and then, well, I managed to work through it.”

 

“Yeah?” he asks, “What changed?”

 

“You.” she whispered and he stopped the bottle close to his lips, his eyes widening behind the dark shades, “You helped me grow a lot Roos, more than you know.”

 

Bradley lets out a surprised chuckle, thankful they were sitting farther from her uncle and cousins so they could have this conversation, “I…” he didn’t know how to reply, after all he didn’t think he’d be good within the ‘family aspect’ because he still blamed himself a lot for cutting contact with Mav for so many years, “Really?”

 

“Yes.” she says sweetly, her eyes shining, “You are my biggest supporter and I appreciate it a lot.”I think I told you that before didn’t I?”

 

“You did mention I helped you but not in the familial sense.” he chuckles again, the hand holding the beer landing on his bare thigh, “I mean, I guess-” she knew what he wanted to say, he wanted to say his experience wasn’t long and it wouldn’t be enough to help her like she wanted. 

 

“Brad,” she smiles more, “You helped, you did.”

 

She’s so sincere when she says it, her eyes are on his and he could see it even through the dark lenses. Part of him still felt undeserving of so much praise, but part of him decided that maybe, just maybe, he could start accepting these things no matter how small.

 

Bradley’s surprised expression turned to adoration, his free hand holding onto hers as their fingers interlaced together, “Okay.” he says, kissing the top of her head, “I won’t argue with that.”

 

“Good.” she giggles, “I’d hate to.”

And he thought that this was a great way to end their honeymoon, they’d go back home to Cali on monday and their married life would officially start. And he honestly felt they were both ready for it.

[honestmouse20]

So a friend and i were jokingly talking about 'dropping everything' and going to wwwy to see MCR in October. It's like clear across the country from us. A day and a half drive if we don't stop at all. And tickets are like 300 bucks.

We were joking but then like, we were like okay but road trip? take the week off and just go? And then we were like oh but we could fly? and then, four hours into the phone conversation we remembered that trains are a thing. And well, from my house to los vegas is only 300 bucks a ticket. and thats the same as the pass for one day. And then, because my friend is crazy, she was like okay what if i buy your ticket as a birthday presesnt. And now im like, wait I can swing 300 bucks. Like we'd probably have to stay in a hotel or take an early train and sleep but like- very quickly something that was impossible and a joke to even talk about IS possible. And im trying to decide if its a horrible financial decission when I've already taken one vaction this year and have a long weekend next month for my sister's graduation. BUt then again, what if i Never get to see MCR live? We keep saying they're gonna tour again but what if they Don't. Yk?

So yeah she told me to think on it and calculate how many vaction hours I've got after my sister's graduation. We have six months. But now im kinda scared to say yes bc that's a Huge trip. Ive only been to the middle of tennesse. Thats as far west that ive ever gone. Ive been tot he top of virginia and down to flordia and thats it. So this would be a massive trip.

Idk

But also Mcr and they're my Literal dream band yk. I would sell my car to see them. But the Fear of such a big trip and it just slotting into place like that is very strange

[thedeliverygod]

What would you do/buy if you had unlimited funds for a day

random but okay lol

first purchase would undoubtably be a new car because mine is a 2006 and now that I'm commuting to work every day my fear of it dying on me is ever present

a house because obvs a place to live is essential

anything my parents need especially my dad because he has had zero income for a while now and much like me has been selling things to make ends meet.

new clothes... I've been screenshotting stuff and saving it to a "window shopping" folder lately so I can hopefully get some things when I have some spending money. Because of my weight gain I wear a lot of clothes that don't really fit and aside from physical discomfort it gives me a lot of body dysmorphia too. I did buy a new pair of jeans to wear to work because I hate switching back and forth between 1 pair of jeans and cargo pants. haven't had the chance to wear them yet because of my work's server imploding & having the past 2 days off lol.

a bunch of cat food/litter so I can stay well stocked for a while.

pay off my payment plan for my surgery & also my phone [I think my phone is almost done but my surgery is definitely not lol]

whatever the fuck I want in the grocery store I want because I'm tired of everything being so expensive I have to pick and choose what I truly ~need~

edit: oh oh a shit ton of grubhub/door dash gift cards so I can get easy food on my bad days.

a ps5 so I can play FF7 rebirth and eventually KH4 lol

the rest of the older stray kids albums I don't have yet + skzoos I don't have

the damn yato figure that is impossible to get for less than $700 (at least a nendo is coming out soon so I can pre-order him)

I think that about covers majority of things that come to mind right away. of course if I ever won the lottery or whatever I'd hire a financial advisor but in this magical situation where its an endless amount of money within 1 day that wouldn't be necessary.

as an after thought I would love to book a vacation somewhere; anywhere really. preferably outside of the USA because I haven't left it yet but tbh I'd be happy to go anywhere. But with this stipulation in place I would have to make sure everything was pre-paid or else I wouldn't be able to do it (like most hotels wait until after you check out to charge your card etc so idk if I could afford a hotel stay atm). the easiest thing I could think of is honestly Walt Disney World because I could just buy a shit load of gift cards and pay with them for everything because I've known people who have done that but yeah lol.

[mejomonster]

My question is how is justice in the dark going to indicate/hint the sexual tension though. (Yes suspend disbelief for a second I know it's likely it's just thoroughly cut or minimized to get to air period)

Just like. So far in the 8 eps it's stuck super close to all the elements of their connection besides the part of fei du making sexual jokes/come ons and Luo wenzhou eventually responding. Like, super close, to the point I'm quite satisfied and happy and over the moon they feel so much like they Should feel. Luo Weizhao is literally depicted as Pei Sus light in the abyss (like the title! Which is named after this), Luo Weizhao is literally his Home, his most emotionally intimate connection, that's very clear in the show.

I'm just. Curious how they'll either rework the sexual tension flirting to be Showable OR replace it with something? Because like take Tao Ze for example. Pei Su's flirting from the book is pretty much taken entirely and put on the show, except the one sexual implication joke "inviting me up to your house already isn't that moving a little fast." For all intents you can assume Pei Su IS courting Tao Ze. In retrospect, for a "straight audience" you can say pei su was just worried he'd lose his only stable emotional relationship but like... 1. That is actually true to book canon anyway so it's not necessarily wrong, 2. It's really hard to... not see Pei Su's specific treatment of Tao Ze as romantic pursuit moves, even if the reason is just "I don't want to lose my ge to his changing life leaving me behind." He asks him to get food, he gets Turned Down specifically by Tao Ze, he gets him a coffee machine and Very Pointedly says the girl should like Tao Ze which is him letting go and implying she should date him (and he'll let go of Tao Ze). Like I guess you could read it straight if... you're biphobic and think his flirting with girls rules out him courting Tao Ze?? But like except for cutting a line with sexual implications, so far Pei Sus been about as bi as I expected him to be. (Actually that seems the main thing cut - ALL of Fei Du's more sexual playboy inclinations are absent or only left implied in the show, which again makes me wonder how they'll handle that significant-chunk aspect of his and Luo Wenzhous interactions in the show).

If by luck the show can do as much as Guardian can (oh Zhao Yunlan asking Shen Wei if he's married cause he's such a catch, that did so much to set him up as into men and specifically shen wei framing their relationship interactions as with a flirtatious lean moving forward). Then I'm curious what they'll do? Since every bit of their relationship except a piece of it, so far is being handled fairly faithfully. Like... will they make Pei Su more romantically mushy inclined instead of "you want to try out sleeping with me?" Like is Pei Su gonna ask Luo Weizhao out to dinner, give him flowers, (I imagine bringing him food to station will be somewhere in show cause it's ambiguous enough), tell him he's pretty? Idk. The joke in the show in the car when Luo Weizhao says he's gonna sell Pei Su off and Pei Su says at least let me pretty up lol is the closest to their book sexual-leaning back and forth one ups that I caught so far. But I'm curious how the script writer adapted it more later? Because Tao Ze/Pei Su??? Definitely did get included in the show, but it had less of the sexual jokes in the book. Also just generally a cdrama might choose to tone that down, especially given its already dealing with heavy topics of drugs, prostitution, child abuse, family abuse, Pei Su being him (you almost kill a guy on screen as a cdrama protagonist? Color me surprised), police corruption. Oh and you know being a censored gay romance. I wouldn't be surprised if it wanted to tone down the sexual comments on its main characters.

On a mildly related note. I have a print copy of 默读 and I desperately wonder now if I got the uncensored print copy or the censored one. Because I have 2 copies of 镇魂 one simplified and one traditional, and both are uncensored, the simplified one actually has all the extra stuff too (it's my favorite version), the traditional is like the webnovel version with no Shen San extra. So like wherever I was buying my chinese print novels I got lucky with somehow getting the uncensored simplified edition before. I'm curious if my modu copy I also got lucky with.

Also reading modu in chinese has been a bizarre experience for me lately. I'm mainly reading the English translation right now. But on weibo I'll see fei/Luo excerpts and it'll be fine to read. But when I listen to the audiobook my brain feels fried with a lot of unknown words. And I remember reading it literally 6 months into learning with a machine translation next to the original text and I was absolutely drowning it'd take a week to read 1 chapter. Now I feel moderately drowning when it's description time in modu, but when it's character focused it's a very doable read. It's Harder to read than zhenhun. Also... to be fair, even in the English translation it uses a decent number of English words I don't know like maybe 10 a chapter. Which is pretty surprising as I usually am well read. So I suppose it's not surprising if I am confused by some words in English, I'm definitely confused about a few dozen words in the chinese version.

[slightlydepressedmelon]

Good Omens S2E3

(chaotic thoughts as they happen)

the music in this show is wonderful

aww Jim’s stuff is labeled

Muriel is so cute

“why don’t you just go by train? you love trains!” *while angrily carrying plants*

ITS THE FIRST IMAGE WE EVER GOT WITH CROWLEY ON THE ARM OF THE CHAIR I SMACKED MYSELF

smacking myself might be a dangerous happy stim

the dirty look at the car when Azi says the music has to stay classical

from “you go to fast for me” to “I can feel it when you go under the speed limit”

noooooo not yellow, that’s my favorite color but absolutely not

his face saying “but it’s pretty” he’s such a little bean I love him

the threat to actually sell books is cracking me up he knows Azi so well

I feel like Beazulbub is a new actress but idk

vavoom

I could watch a whole season just of their escapades throughout history

Crowley wtf

“I’m out of minutes. I mostly just use it for Twitter. And Grindr” little gems in this show

Azi has a praise kink (mostly joking)

I love them so much

aww Crowley is a bit of hopeless romantic

“vavooming was not the end result”

THREATENING BECAUSE IF POTENTIAL HARM TO AZI I CRY

9.8/10 loved it as always

[septembersghost]

Made me think how I think shows had to use older or available songs because of licensing issues. Probably why investment companies have been buying UP catalogues. In a way it drew in and retained an audience. New (& old) generations (re)discover them via media via TV (like singing or performances shows like American Idol or Glee), movies, plays & shows. Emotions are tied to moments- for some it becomes a classic. Longevity. Ex. Mariah Carey’s Christmas song, Holidays songs (4th of July), etc.

i was reading the other day about when the beach boys' masters were lost and how devastating it was to brian wilson, and of course famously frank sinatra founded reprise on the principle that artists would have full creative freedom and ownership of their masters and publishing rights, which he did not have at capitol, and he recut a bunch of his biggest songs (i don't consider them re-recordings in the same sense as what taylor is doing because his intent wasn't to replicate and thus replace them, which he couldn't do anyway considering the vocal changes he'd experienced, having to use entirely different session musicians and arrangements, etc, but he did do that to gain back some control). it reminds me of how paul was very upset when mj acquired the beatles' masters too. what's astounding to me is how many massive artists ARE choosing to sell off their work to these investment companies for massive sums. i just could never do that, i understand why losing her albums gutted taylor and why she's been so strident in talking about the connection between an artist and their art, and retaining your own work. it's certainly lucrative for those firms, though, and i'm sure we'll see many licensing deals come from those sales.

licensing songs out for films/shows/commercials can for sure sure bring a new/wider audience to the music! (it's funny because my mom asked me the other day if i thought people knew that my way, currently in a commercial, was originally a sinatra track, but the irony is frank hated that song. another notable one right now is the car commercial using everywhere by fleetwood mac, they'd been using it before christine passed away, but every time i hear it now, it squeezes my heart a bit.)

not having licenses also presents a headache - the first season of supernatural has all the wrong music on streaming because back in 2005, the wb didn't secure the rights for their classic rock in perpetuity, and it's a detriment to that season of the show. moonlighting doesn't exist anywhere on streaming because that show was so music-heavy and they didn't secure the rights in the 80s either, so whole deals with many, many artists would have to be done to get it on a platform. this has happened with a number of shows (dawson's creek didn't even have its own theme song for ages, until they worked out a deal with paula cole a year or so ago, and i believe she re-recorded it, idk if they've ever restored any of the other music). the streaming landscape has caused networks/producers to be more vigilant about this and make sure they retain the usage rights for their series ahead of time.

"Emotions are tied to moments- for some it becomes a classic." very, very true! like i've said, there are scientific studies on this! music so directly connects to our emotions and core memories.

[its-your-mind]

Subsection A: Magnus Institute Research Programs

Children. Ft. Sam and Gerry and maybe Alice

Child subjects rated according to social, moral, and empathetic development

Magnus Institute Outreach Centre (!!!) in Oxford (!!!!!!!)

Okay. Okay. Okay. Bear with me here.

What if Magnus Institute found Hilltop Road portal starting to form. And was like “AH HA SPOOKY” and immediately annexed it and set up some offices

PRESUMABLY directly above the crack in reality. (On account of how someone stumbled out of it emaciated, with signs of severe extended malnutrition, and reporting some sort of period of lost time that felt like dreaming but wasn’t, because “you don’t feel pain like that in dreams.”)

No date given. Bc jonny and alex hate me personally. So WHOMST KNOWS if this happened before the main campus institute burned down or if this Outreach Centre is still an active net for catching apocalypse refugees

wait how close is alt au magnus institute to hilltop road

google google google

hmmm 2-3 hours depending on car or train. proper outreach center. I give it 50/50 odds.

Maybe someone different is running it now? I feel like theres another unhinged ramble I made about this out there somewhere but if Gertrude (or someone in a similar position) did manage to torch the Institute to fuck over Jimmy Magma, whoever that was totally could have kept running this satellite office. Food for thought, anyway. Maybe Gerry’s best (and happiest!!) life involves punching avatars at night and selling art by day.

Those people who saved the woman who worked at the charity shop — maybe they’re part of it?That was on Hilltop, and it did feel like she was being assaulted by dream-logic levels of extra-dimensional bullshit. But that might be a reach.

Anyway!!

Research.

So.

They have some sort of incarceration program for people who have Spooky Vibes

Like Artifact Storage

But for humans

It’s called Welling Mutare Materia

IF. Those last words are Latin (which is my assumption? academia fucking loves Latin) I don’t think this is what they’re going for, but for the sake of Completeness: “mutare” is the infinitive form of “muto” — change, warp, shift; literally, “to change” and “materia” is either the plural “materials” or “substances” or it’s the possessive form — “of substance”

My guess is that they aren’t thinking of a literal definition? Jonas Maleficent is absolutely the kind of Extra Ass Bitch to want to name his programs in Latin but not give enough of a shit to make the words mean the right thing? So instead of coming up with a dope phrase he just used Latin words with clear English translations so it could sound impressive but still be clear as to its purpose. so many people use Latin this way. it’s. fine.

All that is to say — I think the Welling Mutare Materia is supposed to be something like. A containment for substances alien to this world. Which apparently includes. People. Which makes sense — Anya Villette came from some other world to the TMA-verse. Celia and Jon and Martin and (probable) Jonah are here.

They take statements(!!!)

But those statements actually are FOR something and not just inane jabbering for an Archivist to slurp up to convert into Zone of Truth spell slots

Bc every statement has three ratings that are attached before the statement itself.

Viability as subject

Viability as agent

Viability as catalyst

Let’s take those one at a time.

Subjects

Presumably, subjects of study and/or testing; i.e. is this person/item/location something worth assigning to a research team or adding to the queue of supernatural detritus to be run through a pre-designed gauntlet to see how it reacts to. Idk. Proximity to spiders and shit.

Agents

Things to be used in the field. If a person, can we recruit them and/or point their power/energy/etc in a specific direction. If an object, is its use consistent and safe enough to be relied upon to accomplish specific goals.

Catalysts

NOW HERE’S WHERE I GET EXCITED.

The other two make sense for a research institute. If I was doing specific academic research and outreach involving supernatural shit, I’d try to set up a similar system

But rating something on whether or not it can be a CATALYST

A catalyst for WHAT??

Especially since you already have subjects to test how their power works, and agents whose power is at your disposal! It’s not like you’re looking for power cubes to fuel your spooky kart engine!

We have a TAD more information on this (ty dice statement)

There is a department called Catalytics

Things get sent there for “Enrichment applicability assessment”

SO NOT ONLY ARE YOU SPECIFICALLY LOOKING FOR OBJECTS TO TRIGGER SOME ahem C A T A C L Y S M (S)

You have SPECIFIC METHODS! To enrich! The spooky shit you get!! To make it!!!

MORE

CATACLYSMIC

Not only that! You have enough understanding of and success with that process to be able to assess new spooky thingamabobs to see if it’s worth taking the time to try enriching the creepiness.

tl;dr: JORDAN MORRGANSTERN WHAT ARE YOU UP TO IN THERE

Ruins of The Magnus Institute FACTS WE KNOW:

Someone (who runs an urban spelunking forum 👀👀👀) marked it as “cleared,” which has led to a lack of exploration

Pictures don’t upload to the internet and also just fucking. disappear.

People leave with a weird sense of paranoia

Scorch marks from fire 20 years ago 1999 (FIRE? 20 years ago??? Web bond gertrude/agnes hilltop road tree????????)

Third floor mostly gone

Feeling like doors were gonna close and TRAP YOU INSIDE

All! The! Fucking! Papers! In! The! Archive! Are! Gone! FUCK!!!

Old graffiti: symbols - also found on an empty wooden box???

Gross stains all over the floor (hello smooshed worms)

Only images posted (after graffiti images were promised) were of gross/gory Eyes