#it just kills my drive to watch the movie completely. im sick of beans

[spearxwind]

man i really dont fucking like what the current cgi movie animation style everyone is copying off of each other looks like. like its so bad.

I saw the trailer for elemental and the animation/lighting itself looks gorgeous but the designs are just so bad. im sick of marketable designs being bean face with bean mouth and bean teeth. movies blend into each other

another such example was yesterday when I clicked on the teenage kraken trailer as well. i was like oo... sounds interesting. and then the designs (for the krakens) also suck fuck really bad. otherwise it looks like a good movie

what happened to memorable designs? to memorable silhouettes? this is like... the business startup soulless art style but for movies. theres no charm theres no bite. theres only toy marketability for a bunch of merch that will be forgotten 4 months after the movie releases.

[inactiveblogxoxo]

whoa i wrote a fic again

crAZY ((sorry i was sick for like two months and then i moved but now im hopefully writing again))

AYWAY: Kiribaku fic

ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18345518

what do you mean

Sum:  Kirishima thinks Bakugou has a girlfriend. Bakugou just wants Kirishima to act like he usually does. Will they ever understand what they mean to each other? ((yes. They will.))

tags:  Bakusquad (My Hero Academia), Movie Nights, Jealous Kirishima Eijirou, Misunderstandings, solved almost immediately, No Angst, straight fluff, Fluff, jirou and bakugou are bffs, im so tired, Not Beta Read, One Shot

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They settled into watching some super old horror. The film was in black and white and from before quirks appeared, but it was bloody and entertaining enough.

Kaminari and Sero sat cuddled up on Sero’s hammock, Ashido rested in a bean bag chair next to the them that she had brought up from her own dorm. Jirou sat on the floor, her back resting against the bean bag. Kirishima and Bakugou shared Sero’s bed, their backs both against the wall and their feet hanging off the side in from of them.

They were twenty minutes into the film and every time Bakugou happened to brush against Kirishima, Kiri would shift further away from him. It was driving Bakugou insane. Kirishima was always throwing an arm around him and pulling him closer, what the fuck did he do? He had been distant all week.

Sunday night he had been tutoring the gaggle of idiots he spends his time with, minus the red head who had been visiting his moms that weekend. Sero and Kaminari left early to binge some anime together, leaving just him and Ashido. Ashido jumped into gossiping, which gathered the attention of Jirou, Hagakure and Uraraka, and soon Bakugou found himself surrounded by them at the once productive table in the common room.

That’s how Kirishima found him when he walked into the dorms with his over night bag over his shoulder.

“Kiri! Welcome back!” Ashido called out to him. Kirishima had smiled and sauntered over.

“Hey, Mina!” He smiled and bent down to hug her. Turning as he stood, he made eye contact with Bakugou and rose an eyebrow at him. “So, what’s going on here?”

“Bakubabe was giving us some hot goss!” Ashido rested her chin in her palm as she smiled.

“I fucking told you not to call me that, raccoon eyes,” Bakugou bristled, his chin tucked to his chest to avoid Kirishima’s gaze.

“And I told you not to call me raccoon eyes, bakulicious.”

“bakulicious” Uraraka snorted under her breath.

Bakugou scoffed and rolled his eyes but said nothing else, he was tired and Kirishima was back. The rest of this night no longer mattered.

“Kiri, how are your moms?” he asked instead, partly out of curiosity, partly to draw the attention away from him.

Kirishima lit up, “oh! They’re great! You should come back with me next time, they asked about you!”

“Oooooo,” Hakagure cooed, “you guys know each other’s parents? Just how close are you?”

Bakugou again rolled his eyes and Kirishima just smiled.

“Wait, have I been so focused on the budding romance of Uraraka and Midoryia-“

“W-What!” Uraraka interrupted with a blush.

“-that I’ve been missing out on the one blossoming right before my eyes?” Ashido continued as if Uraraka said nothing. Bakugou groaned and rested his forehead against the table, figured she would say something completely idiotic.

“Hm, I could see it happening,” Jirou mused. Fuck, he forgot she was there. He lifted his head and found her staring at him with a menacing grin. Fuckkk, he never should have told her anything.

“Right?!” Hakagure gushed, “you guys would be so cute together!”

“Aw, c’mon, guys, stop. We’re just good friends,” Kirishima spoke up for them, hand awkwardly rubbing at the back of his neck.

“Bakushima… no, wait, Kiribaku… no, wait, maybe-“

“What the fuck are you doing, Ashido?” Bakugou interrupted her musing.

“I’m trying to make a cute couple name for you two!” She grinned, “like dekuraka! For Midoryia and Uraraka!”

That seemed to KO Urauraka, who slammed her hands down on her face and floated away while bright red.

“Don’t fucking bother! That’s dumb as shit,” He grumbled, sinking into his chair. He felt Jirou’s eyes on him still and he hated the feeling.

“C’mon, it’s kind of cute,” Jirou twirled one of her ear jacks with a smirk. “Admit it, Katsuki.”

“I’m gonna kill you, Kyouka,” he snarled. How dare she taunt him. How dare she use his first name to do it.

“Uh, anyway, I’m gonna go to bed,” Kirishima coughed awkwardly, gaining all of their attentions.

“Me too,” Bakugou jumped up and followed him towards the elevator.

“Good night, guys!” Kirishima called with a wave. The girls jeered after them and Bakugou flipped them off until the elevator doors closed behind them.

They stood in silence for a while but Bakugou didn’t feel uncomfortable, he was glad to finally have a moment away from the idiotic giggles of Ashido and Hakagure and the knowing stare of Jirou.

“So uh, Kyouka, huh?” Bakugou furrowed his eye brows, what did that mean?

“…What?” He glanced at Kirishima with a blank expression.

“Nothing, I just… Uh, never mind,” Kirishima backtracked and the elevator opened. “Well, good night, dude!” He rushed over to his dorm.

“Hey, Kiri, wait!” But it was too late, Kirishima was already behind the door. Bakugou huffed and jammed his hands in his pockets, trailing his feet to his own dorm.

God damn it, how did he fuck up this time?

Kirishima had avoided him the rest of the week.

Bakugou had purposefully arrived at Sero’s dorm late for their movie night. Ashido, Sero, Kaminari, and Jirou, idiots that they were, had picked up on the tension between the two and had left the only empty space the one next to Kirishima.

It was his usual seat anyway.

But even with the ease of their usual routine, Kirishima was still doing his best to avoid him. He really couldn’t figure it out, he went over everything that happened over and over again in his mind. The teasing had been weird, sure, but he didn’t think it was enough to make Kirishima avoid him. Was he really that sensitive about their relationship? Was he disgusted by the idea of them as a couple? He had tried to stop the girls a couple times, but he hadn’t seemed angry… Awkward, but not so uncomfortable as to cut off their friendship.

He had asked about his trip home and Kirishima had seemed over joyed. He was terrible at faking so he knew it couldn’t have been anything from home that had upset him so much.

So, it was something he did.

Fuck, what did he do? How does he make up for something when he has no idea what went wrong?

He moved his legs to sit criss-cross and when his knee brushed Kirishima’s thigh, the other boy shifted until they were no longer touching.

And that, was the final straw. Bakugou, officially, was losing it.

“Kiri,” he whispered, leaning into Kirishima’s space just so he could be hear over the movie. “What the fuck- uh, I mean… fuck.” He took a deep breath to start again. He had to be calm, he was trying to apologize. “Are you upset with me or something?”

Kirishima started at him, wide eyed with an open jaw. “Wha… What, I mean, why do you say that?”

Bakugou wrung his sweaty hands together in a nervous gesture, “you’re not,” fuck he couldn’t say ‘you’re not trying to cuddle with me during the movie and I’ve tried to initiate it, but you keep pulling away and its making me sad and I don’t know why and I also don’t know why you won’t.’ He couldn’t say ‘you’ve been distant and avoiding me all week and I don’t know why and I’ve missed you.’ He couldn’t say what he was feeling and he couldn’t voice what about Kirishima he missed but damn, he had to say something.

“you’re not acting… like you usually are and I… I feel like I must have done something and I’m…sorry,” the last word he breathed out quieter than the rest. He only wanted Kirishima to hear, it was only for him.

“Oh,” Kiri’s face melted into a soft smile, “it’s fine, Bakugou, it’s me… I’m just, being,” he sighed and shook his head. “I’ll get over it.”

Bakugou grumbled at the answer. He purposefully brushed his leg against Kirishima and Kirishima moved away again.

What was he doing? Clearly Kirishima didn’t want to be near him. He bit his cheek in embarrassment and looked away.

He said it was nothing, he said it was just something he was working through, so then why was he still not acting like normal?

As far as Bakugou could see it, he had three options. 1: Leave this fuckfest of a mental headache and go the fuck to sleep. 2: Ignore Kirishima right back and just watch the movie. 3: Force Kirishima back to normal by taking on his role of the initiator for the night.

He bristled at his options.

He deiced he wasn’t a pussy and tomorrow was Saturday so if it went poorly he could just hide from this gaggle of idiots until it all blew over.

He slummed onto Kirishima’s side. He felt the redhead stiffen but he didn’t push him away. He didn’t look away from the movie and he didn’t move to wrap his arm around him. Usually, the idiot had his arm around Bakugou’s waist and was checking in on him every few minutes. Whispering what he thought about the movie and giving Bakugou a shoulder to sleep on when it got late and Bakugou passed out.

Angry, he gripped Kirishima’s arm and wrapped it around himself. Kirishima stared at him again with panicked eyes but Bakugou only frowned at him.

Kirishima stiffly looked from Bakugou to Jirou and back, “uh, I know that you… but won’t… I mean…” He sighed to steady himself, “Bakugou, if you want to… Then maybe you should sit with Jirou, I don’t mind moving.”

What? “Fucking what?”

“I just mean,” Kirishima bit is lip, “I don’t feel comfortable, like, hanging out the way we used to, now that you have a girlfriend.”

WHAT? Bakugou felt his hands shaking. His palms cackled with excess sweat he couldn’t control.

“Kirishima,” he tightened his grip around the red head’s now hardened arm, “I really need to talk to you. Now.” He pulled at Kirishima’s arm as he stood from the bed, forcing Kirishima to follow behind him as he excited the dorm.

“Hey, where are you guys going?” Kaminari called after them but Jirou and Ashido hushed him.

Bakugou pulled Kirishima down the stairs and pushed his way into the other boy’s dorm. Only once inside did he let go.

Kirishima cast his gaze to the floor and sat down on the edge of his bed. “So, what do you need to talk about?”

Bakugou huffed and sat next to him, “Kirishima, I don’t have a girlfriend. I don’t know why the fuck you think that but I fucking don’t.”

“But,” Kirishima finally met his gaze, confused. “You and Jirou, you guys called each other…”

“Oh,” Bakugou ran a sweaty hand through his hair. That’s what this was about, “she just!” he breathed deep a couple times to calm himself down, he didn’t want to scream all this. “She was just taunting me. She was making fun of me because-“ he cut himself off, embarrassed.

He groaned and fell back against the bed, an arm thrown over his eyes. “Because I told her that I… liked you.”

“You liked me?” He could hear the confusion in the red head’s voice.

“Like, I like you, Kirishima.”

“Oh,” he whispered back then again, a few minutes later, “oh.”

He felt the bed shift and moved his arm to see Kirishima adjusting himself to lean over him. He watched with what he hoped were expressionless eyes, but he still felt his ears get hot.

“You like me,” Kirishima repeated, breath fanning across Bakugou’s face. He felt like if Kirishima had a tail he would be wagging it with the way he was grinning.

“Yes,” Bakugou murmured. His eyes watched Kirishima’s. He licked his lips quickly, suddenly feeling so dry, and watched as Kirishima’s eyes followed the movement.

“I’m going to kiss you now,” Kirishima spoke, eyes drifting back up from Bakugou’s lips for a moment.

Bakugou reached up with his hands to grip at Kirishima’s shirt where it hung lose against him. He closed his eyes as he breathed in deeply to calm his nerves. On the outtake of his breath, he adjusted his neck slightly to get more comfortable. He opened his eyes and found Kirishima’ red eyes watching him closely. His smile was replaced with a fond expression Bakugou was embarrassed to find he liked.

Flushing red, he leaned up and brushed his nose against the bottom of Kirishima’s jaw and whispered: “okay.”

Wasting now time, Kirishima turned his head and crashed his lips to his. He kissed hard as if he was trying to convince himself this wasn’t a dream by adding pain to the kiss.

Bakugou didn’t try to soften it, he met Kirishima’s hard kiss with his own. Their teeth smashed together, nose pressed uncomfortably to each other’s faces. They broke apart and rejoined over and over. Bakugou’s hands drifted from where they fisted at Kirishima’s stomach to wrapping around Kirishima’s neck. He used this leverage to pull himself closer, press harder. Kirishima smiled against his lips, pulling away to plant light kisses all around his face. He left one arm to the side of Bakugou’s head to support himself, the other gripped at Bakugou’s hip. Calloused thumb rubbed small circles into his skin, his hand gripped him tight and pulled him ever closer. Their lips found each other’s again. Kirishima opened his mouth and when Bakugou felt his tongue on his lips he broke away.

Panting, he smiled. Tucking his face into Kirishima’s chest.

“You like me too, then?” he asked.

Kirishima laughed and he could feel the vibrations of it all around him, “I do. So, so much.”

[punnybonessnas]

🎮 , 📚, 👻 , 💙, 🛍, 💫 , 🥂, 🎬

Mun VS Muse

🎮What genre of video games do the mun and muse like best? What are their favorite systems and video games?

RPG’s are my weakness, both turn-based and more dynamic play, long as it’s a game with a compelling storyline, characters with depth and the ability to wield a sword, I’m a happy lil’ bean. I also like more relaxing games though, like Stardew or its catalyst Harvest Moon, I’m really not too picky of a gamer, so long as it isn’t a straight FPS or anything like that, I’ll take a crack at it. As far as favorite console? I don’t think anything will ever take Gamecube’s place in my heart.

‘can’t say i’m much of a gamer, didn’t really have much in the underground, aside from the defective games that sometimes fell in the dump. i have tried a few since reachin’ the surface though, fun playin’ my bro in that kart racin’ game, even if he gets pretty rattled at me for beatin’ ‘im all the time, heh.’

📚What sorts of books do the mun and muse like to read? Do you they have a favorite author or book?

Oh goodness, I’m such a shameless bookworm. Honestly fantasy novels are definitely my cup of tea, though I do like mystery and horror stuff too, and I’ve read more than my share of romance as well. I’m currently reading the 4th Eragon book, since I never quite finished the series, though it’s certainly one of my favorites. Stephen King was my favorite author growing up, and he still holds a special place in my heart.

‘eh heh.. only readin’ i’ve really been doin’ lately has ta’ do with the surface.. researchin’ the stuff we’ve missed out on while we were underground. there’s.. a lot ta’ go through, but i’m slowly compilin’ the most important stuff that’s gone on, knowledge that might help us in the long run. tryin’ not ta’ think the same way anymore but.. know thy enemy, right?’

👻What is the scariest thing to ever happen to the mun and muse?

Even though I don’t really remember much of it, I guess the scariest thing would be when I was nearly killed as a child? I very nearly didn’t make it past my 5th birthday.. I ran through a plate glass door that I thought was open, and when it shattered and I almost tipped over and cut myself in half.. I still have a nasty scar over my knee, and a smaller one on my side.. I really am lucky to be alive.

‘my memory is really.. fuzzy bout’ it.. almost feels like a wakin’ dream.. but i know it happened. that it could happen again.. i could lose everythin’.. all over again.. an’ i have.. so much more to lose.. now..’

H-hey.. it’s okay Sans.. we’ll move onto the next question, alright?

💙What is one thing that can calm down the mun and muse? Is it a person, thing, or place?

Depending on the severity I’m.. actually kind of hard to calm down. Mainly because I try to pretend that everything is fine.. I bury my feelings because I don’t want to be a burden on my loved ones.. sometimes I’m.. scared to rely on others, I guess.. especially lately. If it’s really bad, I’ll pull into my shell.. go quiet or drop out altogether. I tried being more open but now I’m.. gun-shy. It’s much easier for me to go off by myself.. play some cathartic video games or just sleep the worst of it off.. I wish I could let others help me more easily.. but part of me fears letting anyone that close again..

‘i’m not the easiest ta’ calm down either.. takes a lot ta’ get under my figurative skin, but when somethin’ is buggin’ me.. i don’t let on bout’ it either. ‘less ya know me well.. doubt you’ll even be able ta’ tell.  papyrus always finds a way ta’ help though.. even if he doesn’t know what’s wrong. an’ i.. find undyne’s presence just as.. calmin’ lately too.. i really don’t deserve either of em’ but.. i can’t begin ta’ express how thankful i am ta’ have them here.. heh..’

🛍What sort of things do the mun and muse usually shop for? What is the last thing either of them bought?

I admittedly very rarely shop for myself, aside from food and the like. I’m much more content buying gifts for friends, especially the stuff they really need. If I do get anything for myself, it’s usually for some charity drive from my favorite Youtubers, or a replacement for something that’s gone out. Like the last thing I bought for myself, a new headset.

‘i’m the same way, i get much more outta buyin’ stuff for others than i do myself. ‘specially for paps and my close friends. not that i’m completely against splurgin’ on pizza or somethin’ now an’ then.. there’s a lotta stuff we couldn’t get in the underground that i’ve come ta’ enjoy.’

💫How does either mun or muse handle being sick? Do they need someone to take care of them, or are they capable of taking care of themselves just fine?

It’s a bit of a toss-up, when I’m not feeling well, my dad usually tries to do what he can to help, but I really kind of isolate myself if I’m sick, more than anything I’ll just take medicine and try to sleep it off. But if I’m scheduled to work, I’ll usually still try to drag myself in. I suppose I have a bit of a stubborn streak.

‘i’ll usually just sleep through off days too.. be it actual sickness or just.. my stormier moods. don’t wanna subject anyone ta’ that.. better off alone durin’ those times..’

🥂How is either the mun’s or muse’s alcohol tolerance? What are their favorite alcoholic drinks?

I’ve only been drunk twice in my life, and both times I had pretty strong liquor.. since the taste of beer is absolutely disgusting to me. Even though I was super giggly and couldn’t walk a straight line to save my life, I was still coherent at least, so I guess my tolerance is pretty good? I found I really like the taste of cinnamon schnapps if anything. 

‘i’m not much of a drinker.. usually only takes a couple shots of the hard stuff ta’ knock me on my tailbone, though i guess my tolerance fer’ beer is a little better. i’m a black-out drunk though.. so it’s rare that i’ll indulge.. don’t wanna make a total fool of myself. my drink of choice? guess i’m partial ta’ whiskey, kinda like the burn goin’ down.’

🎬What genre of movies do the mun and muse like best? What are their favorite movies? Do they prefer watching alone or with others? Do they prefer watching at home or in the theater?

Ahhh! Gosh I’m such a Disney and Ghibli nerd! That said I really like animated movies, or comedies and films based around animals. I’m not that big of an action fan, and horror movies are usually too much for me to handle. I prefer watching with others, but it’s not like I mind enjoying a movie by myself, especially if I need the solitude. I definitely prefer viewing at home though, I just don’t like going out in general, crowds of people make me anxious. As for my favorite movie? It will probably always be Spirited Away.

‘i’m a.. pretty big offender of just straight fallin’ asleep through movies. doesn’t matter what it is.. if i’m comfy an’ relaxed, chances are it’s gonna happen. i even doze off durin’ horror movies.. though i guess that isn’t all that surprisin’, papyrus gets scared easily, an’ cuddles always put me out. i.. actually can’t remember the last time i watched one all the way through.. eh heh..’