#it mustve. it mustve burned.

[cent-scratchnsniff]

almost forgot about this. made as soon as i finished reading day 48 and booted down my laptop . good god. not quite sure what happened with this. it was something to the effect of 'oh. god he really loved didn't he.' in full force AGAIN. the parts of banging on the door, doors in general, just carmen as a whole other thing, the yelling, the want to die to sink to be forgotten. yeah. that was a trip. carmen... i know you meant well with your words but he took it LITERALLY......

[dq9]

on one hand i do like eduarent bc theyre an interesting dynamic between the subtly obsessive freak and the naive arrogant fool esp in regards to how they interact and play around each others mere presences but on the other hand i think makoto should be allowed to skin laurent and eat his innards raw with zero legal repercussions

[redstrewn]

So fun how kuras has all this flame, sun, warmth, yellow/orange thing going on but his personality is blue. Cold. Distant. A depth of sadness that spans years if not centuries.

[ashyfurz]

truly hate living in a world where i can't even wear my kuffiyeh in the cold weather on the way to work without having to worry if i'll get stabbed or shot for it

[saturnniidae]

Young Hiccup is so atrociously Crab by Alex G coded my chest hurts

[unganseylike]

this guy pulled out the worst pickup line on my friend. he said “By the way, you’re so beautiful. I hope your boyfriend appreciates you…��� and she was like. ��Yup I do indeed have a boyfriend.” how did this guy imagine that line going…. even if she doesnt have a real bf that just gives a perfect opening to make one up and get out of the conversation…

[rigginsstreet]

Chris daughtry really snapped when he wrote life after you

[asexual-levia-tan]

when webtoons were like first coming into the scene i remember reading one that was like. full 3d models. stylized, obvs, but no attempt to draw over them or make them look like 2d

sometimes i read webtoons with poorly integrated 2.5d and think fondly of that webtoon

[chisungie]

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[duskythesomething]

I MADE THIS BEEF AND RICE THING AND ACCIDENTALLY CAUGHT MY STOVE ON FIRE

I HAVE AN ENTIRELY ELECTRIC STOVE

[todayisafridaynight]

LITERALLY SO FUCKING REAL ABOUT FABLE it's not the worst movie I've seen with him by any means but. Good God. Bear with me. Picture This: I'm super excited to see Tsutsumi and Okada co-star again because I really liked them in Fly, Daddy, Fly and SP [Security Police] is like, top five Tsutsumi Characters [Soichiro Ogata I'm kissing you on the mouth], top ten Tsutsumi Media overall [the show is slow to start but Ogata's arc and the finale movie ESPECIALLY are some of my favorite things ever]. Watched that shit five times, whatever. I also liked the first Fable movie!

The promotional material starts coming out. It generally portrays Utsubo as he portrays himself to the public. So at most I'm expecting the usual Morally Gray Parent angle. CALL ME STUPID ALRIGHT BUT THAT'S HOW IT PLAYED OUT. Anyway. Movie comes out, pick a time to watch with friends who don't know each other that well, start off in a bad mood for various reasons. And then. ON TOP OF getting blasted with Scenes That Make Me Want To Flay My Skin Off with no warning at all. One of my friends comments on said scenes saying the MOST For The Love Of God Read The Room shit like this is NOT the TIME to THIRSTPOST

IT WAS SO OOOUUUUGGGGGHHHHHHHHH like my absolute favorite Tsutsumi film is perhaps on-par with regard to some of the subject matter but I was fine for that... The Viewing Experience is make-or-break sometimes... so if nothing else, I'm glad you had fun watching! And Hey I mean, the performance was sick [all definitions]

Also reminds me two of the guys outside Hoshino's office for the second boss fight are called Tsutsumi and Utsubo that was fun

what godforsaken parasite is in the air that makes us go 'oh this looks like it'd be a fun movie to watch with a friend :))' LIKE PLEAAASSEE IT WAS MAD AWKWARD i genuinely didn't know what to expect when i initially read the summary but it definitely wasn't. All Of That ☠️☠️☠️

[starkettes]

😖(<- made the horrible mistake of listening to music that provokes emotion)

[destinationtrekk]

im personally obsessed w the beach scenario :3 its very very adorable but anyways my useless input here is i always assumed hed burn instead of tan like crazyy [cry]

i imagine africa mustve been horrendous for him, hence why the leather suit. and he's like edward cullen coloured in re1 i cant lie

oh my god YES THANK YOU

he's so pale. so fucking pale. he's a little more tan toward the end of re5 but maybe that's just the lighting. i'm sure he got used to africa after a few months of having constantly burned cheeks and nose

having to take care of his sunburn is so irritating too, because he's a BABY. man can handle any virus or zombie or weapon you throw at him but he refuses to put aloe on his own sunburn

"it hurts!" "don't touch it it burns!" "i can't handle this i need aloe but don't touch me!" he's so dramatic. you have to force him to bend over the bathroom counter just to rub some damn aloe on his shoulders and neck because he refuses to do it himself. and god forbid it's on his face.

[lazarusrisingx]

Return to sender

yan!sylusx reader

tw: stalking, surveillance, fem!mc, not the MC in LADS, yandere activites but really tame.

some word vomit before i have to go to a work meeting!

the sylus brain rot is so real rn.

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He had stayed up again.

sylus was usually awake throughout the night. He didnt enjoy the sun because of its effects on his evol, so he was primarily nocturnal. Even then, he was usually back to sleep before the sun came back up.

But not tonight.

The room around him held very little light. aside from the computer monitors that lit up his face, and a few shafts of light that peeked through his blackout curtains.

Sylus sat at his desk. A deep chestnut brown color with black metal legs and handles on the drawers. A crimson coaster held a glass of half drank wine, and two bottles sat opened beside him, both empty.

He stared intently at the screen, his eyes could practically burn a hole in the thin glass display. One leg was tossed over the other as he leaned back in his chair.

She had been on his mind again.

At first it was nothing but curiosity. A silly linkon civillian he had met one night. She had been strolling around staring at her phone when a wanderer appeared.

It had destroyed a small food stand. Night dwellers went scattering, screaming in fright as the monster began attempting to pick people off, one by one.

Until it came to her.

She fell onto the pavement as it pounced on her, eyes beginning to glow a beautiful deep purple. one hand held up to stop the beast.

And not a tremble or stutter came out as she began to talk to it. Her voice slinked into Sylus’ head like a melody he couldnt quite understand.

The entire world stood still as that melody played.

“Stop!” She had commanded.

And the beast listened.

Sylus had watched in shock as the young women extracted herself from its grasp. Her body trembling and face ashen, citizens looked on in awe as she stood up, only a few scrapes on her elbows and the palms of her hands. The beast was frozen in place, gaping maw still ready to attack.

“Sit down.” She said.

That melody in Sylus’s head grew louder. pulling him in. The words repeated over and over like an echo, forcing its way into his bones, making his legs want to bend. A few people around her sat painfully hard on the concrete, staring, waiting for the next command.

The beast let out a wail, as it bent its hind legs and sat on the ground.

The young women never broke her concentration on the creature. and the longer Sylus stood the louder her voice scraped and shredded at his brain. Willing him to sit, pressure built in his ears, his breath held, he couldnt look away.

The sound of a car skidding to a hault was faintly heard in the eerily quiet environment. Sylus didnt even notice the Hunters who sorang into action, not until one of them grabbed the young women and yanked her away from the wanderer as gun shots rang out.

The women was soon to faint. Her lips dry and cracked, her brows knitted together as if she was in pain, and the glow of her purple eyes was still visible under her closed eyelids.

This was the first time he saw her. The first time he had ever seen someone with an evol like this.

His interest in her began as something purely buisness like. It was clear the young women had control over not just wanderers, but normal citizens.

Sylus didnt know the extent of her abilities. From the looks of it, her primary control mustve been wanderers. If he could harness that, give her money and convince her to help him take out high level wanderers for their protocores, the money to be made was enough to make him salivate.

But now, now, he sat at his desk. His eyes locked onto the monitor in front of him, watching the sleeping girl toss and turn.

Something about her was… alluring. It was strange. Sylus wasnt someone so easily distracted, but he couldnt get the image of her out of his head. he couldnt get her voice to leave him alone. those few words she had said rang in his ears day in and day out. Entire meetings had gone by where he couldnt pay attention because this silly civilian stayed stuck in his brain.

He hated it. At the same time he wanted to see her. Not from a distance like this. He needed to talk to her. To interact. he needed to hear that voice again. Was it curiosity? no. this felt like something deeper.

Sylus looked away from his monitor, watching the clock tick by on his wall. he finished off the small amount of wine he had left, and rubbed his eyes. In all these years that he had been alive, he had never felt so… captivated. It was if she still held something over him.

Maybe she did. Maybe, the reason he couldnt stop thinking about her, the reason he had to hold himself back from going to her home just to be in her presence, was because her evol still lingered on him.

atleast, thats what he told himself.

He glanced back at the computer screen, barrowing his eyes a bit as he watched the women sit up. Her knees were brought to her chest as she hung her head, shoulders trembling.

what had happened?

Sylus’s heart skipped a beat. He had hardly looked away for a moment could she have truly gotten hurt in that time? Should he go save her?

Sylus savored that thought in his mind. He could see it now. Her trembling form pressed against him, his arms encircling her, holding her tightly to him. She would look at him like a hero.

For once he could be the good guy. The savior.

Movement on the screen drew Sylus back to reality. She had gotten up. feeling around on her dresser for her phone. the screen lit up her face, but the cameras angle couldnt capture her expression. The women put her phone to her ear, seemingly speaking to someone. Her shoulders relaxed as she slowly sat down on her bed, face tilting up just enough for Sylus to catch a glimpse of a smile.

How… Interesting.

His heart twisted in a foul way. His mind swam with questions. Who was on the other end of that phone? What was she saying to them? What did she sound like?

Was he.. jealous?

His eye twitched with annoyance. A new mission for kieran and Luke formed in his mind. Take her phone, put a bug on it, and let him have access to whoever was making her smile with such ease.

He needed to know more about her before he could finally get himself to speak to her in person. Sylus needed a plan to insert himself into her life.

Purely for buisness reasons.

With a soft click, Sylus shut the computer off. It was getting late, and he was getting tired.

He closed his eyes and leaned back. those purple glowing eyes burned into his memory.

Soon. He couldnt take much more of this.. incessant pestering. She had to know that she was on his mind. She had to have something to do with why he felt how he did. Maybe this was the after effects of her evol.

Or maybe he was actually going insane.

Sylus stood up, pushing his chair in and made his way over to his bedroom. He pulled back rhe covers, and pulled off his shirt before climbing inside of it. tomorrow night he would have her phone bugged. and after that, once he had enoigh information, he woukd pounce.

there would be no escaping him. Even if he had to tie her in his basement and force her to use her evol, he would get whatever he wanted from her

[redrandomposts]

alnst reincarnation into modern au where till remembers everything but ivan and ivan doesnt remember anything but till (kind of).

===

theres a faceless figure in his memory. a small boy, holding his hand as they ran through a field, a meteor shower lighting the sky red and orange. a boy who unlocks his restraints despite the hardships he mustve encountered. a man who kissed him, held his neck. who fell with blood on his lips and pooling on the ground, eyes looking the most alive he'd ever seen.

till remembers everything else in near perfect clarity. long pink hair and a smile that rivals the sun, ugly monsters he cant help but disdain and fight. its only him, wearing a white suit, that he cant remember.

the obsession that follows, trying to find this one man, was perhaps unhealthy. each and every waking moment was spent trying to recall a memory, draw the face, write the song that connects them—till had never been so desperate.

and, as he sits in a hotel after a day of filming, he finds him on the screen.

the faceless idol named Navi, who sang the song he wrote a lifetime ago as if it were made for him.

===

there's a person with a smile made of the sun's rays, directing it to what he could call the luckiest person alive; the moon, if he were being poetic. there's a fierce fire in their eyes, burning with rage and defiance and a life that he lacks. hands that create emotions and beauty and all there is to see in the world.

ivan lacks the life that person holds, lacks the soul for creativity, and has never once felt the sun so intimately. yet, he knows them as if they were his dearest treasure, the routine he keeps on going and the ambition he keeps on chasing.

ivan has been utterly in love with till the day he remembered.

even if he lacks the rest of that life's memory, it's enough to hold on to that singular part. more than enough, in fact. he can keep it close to his chest like that without any taint, store it in his heart and preserve every last bit of it.

as he grows, he finds he has an unusual knack for singing, but that must be because he's wanted to sing every song till wrote. so, alongside some rando, he becomes a faceless idol named Navi and sings every song till had written.

and, if he ever meets him again, ivan will kiss him just like they did in the rain.

...

as ivan lies in a puddle of blood, he remembers his past life in explicit detail. every song, every stage, every book, every alien; and, he remembers that his death is eerily similar to the one before. except this time, there's more than a stare. till is crying for ivan, and ivan couldn't be happier.

[iicaru2]

ok so, i know im late, but i only refixated on mha recently and i wasnt really caught up on the manga beyond the ua traitor arc/a few spoilers here and there past that. so i just decided fuck it season 7 time right now.

but was anyone gonna fucking tell me that touyas first thoughts (upon waking up after being in a coma for THREE YEARS) werent along the lines of anger and rage and resentment. instead he rationalized his dad mustve just been busy with work and thats why he couldnt come to sekoto peak. and that the last time he saw his family he said/did some really awful things, so he wants to see them again to apologize. they must be so worried about him. and he was scared and alone and three years older, his body horrifically burned beyond recognition, but the only thing he wanted was to see his family again.

or was i just supposed to figure that out for the first time ten minutes ago and then cry my eyes out. what the actual hell.