#it’s got way too many words in it but it’s soooooo tasty!!!!

[givemebishies]

Hey, write your usual/favorite Starbucks/coffee shop order in the tags!! I love tasty drinks and I’d love to hear about yours! ☕️ 🍵🥤🧋

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

hi ari yes! you are welcome

geto canonically (at least i believe so don't quote me) carries a lighter around just for shoko (he makes me want to die he's so sweet and tender) but i love how that doesn't stop most everyone from hcing/drawing him as a smoker god i hate cigarettes but he's soooo hot oh god i should be the cig instea

oh man geto hating himself for making the reader cry... some things never change... i'm in pain again. oh goodness i think. fluff. SPEAKING OF WHICH do you have any fluff recs for suguru? (i've already read all the ones from kissxcore and go6jo though). tumblr search engine fails me every time i try to read

and YES i was fast that's cause i was kind of (really) waiting for this all day and i saw it n howled a little bit wow. never a dull moment on this blog

YOU’RE SO SWEET 🌖 ANON MWAH MWAHHH <33333 it’s not explicitly canon that he carries a lighter around just for shoko, we just see him lighting a cigarette for her in hidden inventory!! with a lighter he brought on his own. personally i think he carries it around just for her tho :33 AND YOU’RE SO REALLL I NEED TO BE HIS CIG. i’m not a smoker either but sadly i fall into the habit of finding smoking aesthetically attractive </3 AND YES :((((( some things never change!!!!! his heart broke a little. imagine finally kissing the love of your life after 10 years of abstinence only to realize they’re crying……… yeahhh. </3

BUT YES SUGU FLUFF!!!! first of all GREAT taste tumblr user kissxcore the actual love of my life (alexis if u see this ily)…… i have a couple sugu drabbles/fics in mind so i’ll link them under the cut!!!!! :3

in no particular order!!! :

black is the colour of my true love’s hair by @/dollsuguru

LIFE-CHANGING FICCCCCC it’s sososo cute and funny and heartwarming :(((( the character/reader dynamic is my favorite Ever (sugu belongs w a silly little reader <333) and there r just . SO many moments that killed me. so much devotion!!!! and love!!!!!! AND HE CALLS READER DOVEEE I LOST IT I CRIED . kairo has some other sugu fics that’re more angsty but they’re Extremely tasty so i def recommend checking them out <33

a thundering first by @/teddybeartoji

THE CUTEST . THE SWEETEST . I GIGGLED AND KICKED MY FEET SOOOO MANY TIMES HE’S SO DANGEROUSLY CHARMING ….. genuinely got flustered reading this fic i am a weak weak individual. and mickey just has a way of writing intimacy and first meetings that Really makes me melt…. T_T they have some other super duper cute sugu stuff too!!!!

tattoo artist!sugu hcs by @/missukiyo

SOOOOOO CUTE AND FLUFFY <33333 i love tattoo artist sugu soso much and these hcs just made me feel that even more 😭😭 HE’S SOOO SPECIAL TO ME uki’s version of him is simply unsurpassed…….. he’s so boyfriend. so reassuring. made my heart flutter severely

an excuse to touch by @/riaki

THEEEEEEEE COMFORT READ EVER :((((((( i remember feeling sososoos cozy and happy reading it for the first time …. riko just has a Way with words and imagery and i eat it up every time!!! this drabble is just too sweet :((( sugu is so doting in it….. soooo bf coded……. i need him bad.

love by @/hayakawalove

ACTS OF SERVICE KING SUGU I CHEERED!!!!!! this is a super comfy super sweet poly stsg/reader fic but the focus is on sugu and his love language :33 I LOVE IT SO MUCHHHH rem’s sugu is one of my favorites ever we always agree on him and his love….. he’s such a giver. and rem wrote this in such a lovely way it’s just brimming w adoration :((( another big comfort read he’s so Mother

teeth; gum; metal by @/mossmudrock

ONE OF MY FAV SUGU PIECES EVERRRRR moss’ writing has me so genuinely insane i clearly remember the breakdown i had reading this for the first time. i don’t know if it’s exactly fluff? but it’s definitely not angsty!!!! it’s just such a lovely soft piece…. and it’s written so gorgeously. so many lines from it are imprinted in my skull <///3

that suspended in-between by @/seiwas

I LOVE THIS DRABBLE SO MUCHHHHH sel also wrote a super super good fwb to lovers sugu fic… that i adore…. but if you’re looking for pure fluffy vibes this one is probably better. i just think sel has a way of making characters feel super grounded and real!!!! and i love her take on sugu sm…. he is so charming in this.

our first i love you by @/sacchariins

i absolutely ADORE this fic… sadly the original account is deactivated but the link should hopefully still work :’3 i just think geto is so insanely charming in this, it’s a college au and it’s just…. super super fluffy and sweet and funny. it’s one of my absolute favorites!!!!! it inspired me a Lot when it comes to how i view college sugu and a no curses au sugu in general… wherever this writer is now i hope they know how wonderful and skilled they are!!! i think abt this dynamic and dialogue SO often.

cinnamon, honey & sage by @/s0ulm8s

I LOVE THIS ONE. as you know i Adore cult leader geto and i especially love when people depict him in a softer way!!!! which is exactly what this is :3 he feels in character and grounded but also soft…. it’s a delicate balance and i just think the author did suchhh a good job. it’s just rlly rlly sweet!!! and the writing is so pretty too…

housemate suguru hcs by @/luvsugu

THESE R SOOOO CUTE AND WARM :(((( housemate sugu my BELOVED this characterization of him is truly toptier. he’s so good. i need him so bad. just so feel-good and comfy i need to live w him….. roommates to lovers is another of my fav sugu tropes hehe

drabble by @/junosmindpalace

this is such a comfort read :’) it’s sooo sweet and tender and also so nicely written. just very very soft!!!! geto taking care of reader’s hair… and being doting and soft…… sniffleeee i love him. i love the way it’s written too!!!! such a nice take on sugu aaa

there r lots more on both tumblr and ao3 that i can’t remember at the moment, but this is a start!!! it’s reallyyyyy difficult to look for fluff in the jjk tags bc it’s literally brimming w smut but . go to ao3 and use lots of search filters and i’m sure you’ll find lots of gems!!!! sugu nation is so talented it’s crazy

[amberwild420]

one step back, two steps forward (pt. 2)

Masterlist

College Françoise DuPont

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College Françoise DuPont, a place that gives chances to many talented young people.

 That’s what was written on the pamphlet.

 Kaylan felt a part of her sanity leaving her, when she sat in front of the owlish principal.  He was incompetent, useless and down side money lover.

  How did she know that?

Perks of having her abilities.

And then came the teacher.

IN.COM.PE.TENT.

She was sure that one word was definitely not enough to summarize her ability as a teacher. And the living proof of her incompetent behavior was her new class. She felt like tearing her hair out and banging her head on the wall.

At least Marinette was nice.

Tom & Sabine Boulangerie Patisserie

Eyes wide open and jaws dropped Kaylan looked at the bakery. She than looked at the girl who brought her here. Marinette was smiling like an angel.

 When you said you were taking me your place I was expecting a house or an apartment, not a bakery.

Was she drooling at the thought of heavenly sweets she can get from them? Well sue her for having a sweet tooth that no one but her mother knows about.

Marinette giggled then gestured the other girl to come in. Inside were her what looked like her parents behind the counter.

 Maman, papa, I brought a classmate.

 Her parents frowned a little but it changed to cheerful smiles when they noticed Kaylan.

 It’s nice to meet you sweetie. I’m Sabine and this is Tom. Hope our Marinette is kind to you.

The said girl whined. But Kaylan was sweating bullets. Dear god who was that giant of a man? Why was he so tall? And what’s with the woman? Why was she so intimidated by a woman who was smiling like sun? AND WHY THE DANGER BELLS ARE RINGING IN HER HEAD?!!!

 I-i-it’s nice to meet you! Please take care of me.

She squeaked pathetically before a look of horror came on her face and she was bowing rapidly.

I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! I don’t believe that happened. I’m sorry I disrespected you. I’m really sorry.

Hey it’s no worry. Stop.

Kaylan groaned and hid her face in her hands. Her ears were red telling them that she was just embarrassed.

 I haven’t lost my cool in my entire life.

Well, we tend to make people show their different sides.

 Sabine chuckled and welcomed the girl in. Marinette showed her way to her room. It was pink. But the half-finished suit on the mannequin was what caught her attention.

 This is good. Definetly better than most that i have seen. You made it yourself?

 Marinette flushed a little.

Ye-yeah! But it’s not that good. Just something to pass time. Not like its commissioned or something. N-no that’s not it. Oh Kwami!

 Can I commission something from you? I need a gift for mom in a few months so can you make me one. I’ll pay for it. You just have to tell me the advance for the material and I’ll pay you by the time you need to find the material and…..

 The knock on the door stopped their conversation and they realized their positions. (A/n: not like that you dirty minds. Get your heads out of the gutter)

 Kaylan was in her personal space, both hands on Marinette’s shoulder. They jumped back with loud apologies. Sabine entered with a smile carrying a tray of sweats.

 _I hope you enjoy. You can come anytime you want Kaylan. _

She gave a smile to her and a wink to her daughter. Both girls settle down to eat. Taking the first bite, Kaylan felt herself blown away.

This is soooooo gooood. I have never eaten something so tasty.

Marinette giggled and started telling or more like advertising and praising her parent’s bakery. Not that Kaylan minded that was so good that she had no problem admitting all.

Since Kaylan was new to Paris, Marinette told her about akuma and the Paris situation and how many things work. Though the things looked far-fetched but when she saw the video of a fight, it looked real. She had no choice but to ask about the do and don’t.

By the time they finished, they were returning school. They talked about minor things. then it turn towards Lila being liar and Kaylan telling her about jobs.

So, it was suppose to be a prank but Bryce thought it was funny to hug with all the paint dripping off him...…..

it was washable paint! We’re not that heartless!

…..and yet you still had to record. isn’t that...…..I don't know a disaster

In my defense, Cherami egged me on and i was feeling rather bored.

Kaylan, you did realize you worked with Bryce Papenbrook and Cherami Leigh.

Says the girl that designed for Jagged Stone and Clara Nightingale.

Touché.

Since there was sometime before class, they decided to separate for the moment. Marinette wanted to check the art class and Kaylan turn towards bathroom. What they didn’t realize was the certain liar stalking the new girl.

When Lila opened the door, Kaylan was washing her hands. She locked the door, as quietly as possible. Not that she noticed the light twitch of her target’s lips. She knew or at least had an idea on what the Italian liar was going for.

Kaylan Fox, I’ll give you just one chance. Either you surrender or I’ll turn everyone against you.

Pfft!

A snort left her lips making the Italian surprise. Her laugh got louder until it was a full belly laugh.

For anyone outside it would be just a hearty laughter after listening to a really good joke. But Lila felt it. The insanity in that laugh. Suddenly she stopped and in a blink of an eye she was in her face. The cold sensation on her neck and pain in her scalp told her what actually happened.

The knife on her neck was like it came out of nowhere. She was being threatened. She was being threatened at the tip of the knife and by a new student no less. (here)

She wouldn’t do that. She couldn’t. She won’t get away with it.

Oh I can get away with it, darling. And I will.

That’s when Lila realized that she had said it out loud and worst is that she can’t get away from her predatory gaze.

But that’s not the problem is. The problem is that you, a mere fox dare to threaten me, a wolf.

That’s right. I, despite the name, am a wolf. I lurk in the shadows, play with my prey and when I get bore I kill it. You, a mere fox who had to hide behind a lion, is daring to threaten me. That’s funny. But don’t worry, I won’t kill you. It will be just a waste of my time and efforts.

She pushed her away and put the knife in her pocket, acting like she didn’t do anything wrong at all. Lila stayed pathetically on the floor.

I-I will tell everyone that you threaten me in the bathroom. And tried to attack me with a knife. When they search you, they will find it and you’ll be taken away as a murderer.

Oh! Will they? And do tell me how will they find it?

The gleam in her eye made her shudder. The angry response died on her tongue. She only made a few questioning noises. 

I mean they won’t find it, at least not on me. Do you know why? Because it will be in your bag.

What?

I can give you a lot of scenario. More than a hundred. Hmm……… how about a demo! You run out of bathroom yelling that I tried to kill you with a knife, the students will panic and try to run away. The distraction will be enough for me to put the knife in your bag. By the time authorities, come to search me they will find nothing and then I will just casually add that it must be some other person, they will get suspicious of you because you were so sure that it was me and the search turned to you. Then there will be a knife in your bag and you will yell that you are being framed. The police will start with finger prints and there will be none and with no choice they will start questioning...…..

….But that won’t be all. Just today in the class you were telling about how one of your uncle was in the military and he loved you so much that he taught those fancy moves because he didn’t wanted you to get hurt and I’m pretty sure it will casually be mentioned. and thus the suspicion will solidify. you will be treated as a villain or worse a murderer …. or a possible one in the future. I’m pretty sure you can imagine what could happen next?

Kaylan said with a smile, like she didn’t just turn the threat around. Lila grit her teeth but she couldn’t do anything. The story wasn’t too elaborative but the way this new girl was talking with her, she knew, she would also do it as she said.

Wait did she said one of the scenario? Were there more of it?

Lila didn’t stay for too long but she left rather quickly, nearly forgetting that she locked the door. Once she was gone, Kaylan looked at the stall from the corner of her eyes.

Aren’t you gonna come out? She’s gone now.

A moment pass and the stall door opened.

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[but-a-humble-selfshipper]

In the end i did decide to make a small trip to Japan again after all these gotdamn years...

Didn't get to meet everyone just yet!! But of course, the one i DID go see was Doppo... :']

It was so lovely to see him again and get squished between those big muscly arms and big big chest 🥴

After a while we eventually went home and Doppo walked in first of course and was greeted by his lovely wife but he then he was like "i got a surprise for you, a little someone i found along the way here..." and she was like "oh? ',:)" and i shyly walked in, and before i could even get a world out she was hugging me so hard it felt like my lungs were about to be crushed NWVSNDVDBD

We hanged out in his office while catching up, i told him about the things I'd been doing while i was gone and how many people dear to me i had to see fucking die and sometimes for real and sometimes for not, which worked as a segway to ask if anyone here had died which he answered by saying not to his knowledge, although I'm close to some people he's not so he couldn't be sure.

He mentioned how a lot must have changed while i was gone including my hair which he complimented hehe 🥰 and l tried to kind of explain the different universe stuff to him? Because y'know time works very different between places and stuff and he was keeping up at first (i think) but then just kissed me to shut me up and was like "don't bother i don't understand any of that" KWJDKHFBFHD 😖

But she was sooo happy to see me again he got a lil teary eyed and even admitted she was worried about me like what if something bad had happened like maybe not death but similar and that was because i had disappeared?! And Doppo was like "i told you nothing bad could happened, nothing can hurt them" which is only half true but anyway Natsue called him out then because he too had worried about me very hard some days which made me go 🥺⁉️ and he admitted it was true and i felt soooooo bad bc omg man.... 😭

And i was trying to find the words but i was like hey this is Japan i should do it Japanese style! so i got free from Natsue's grip and got on my knees and i profusely apologized for having disappeared like that and having worried them. They just told me instantly to get up and that it was all good and what it mattered it was to have me here now again 🥺☺️

And so we had dinner together and i got to tell more tales to them and it was so much fun i also got to catch up with what THEY had been up to and it was just a lovely time and also the food was sooo tasty i missed Natsue sm...

Choosing who to go to sleep for the night was very difficult though sndgnd because they sleep in separate beds so i couldn't just pick both!! But because i knew sleeping between Doppo's boob wouldn't let me sleep at all i went with Natsue. Also, we arranged to go to the hot springs together in the morning!! Just like ye good ol days... :,3

I'll eventually do more catching up with the rest of the boys but for now i just had to see these two again... ;W; 💞

[fatpoledancer]

Amazing class today with Lane. We did crucifix to floor butterfly. I couldn’t do … any of it. I don’t have an invert right now. Part of it is where I carry my weight (my hips are super heavy and it’s just hard to get them over that sticky point) but a lot of it is that I’m afraid. I’m afraid of leaning back, I’m afraid I’ll hurt my wrists, I’m just … afraid to commit 100%, and I stop to think, and thinking makes me fall like Wile E. Coyote.

But Lane really helped in class, and Max stopped while her partner was using the pole and spotted me and gave me some tips about momentum that were so, so helpful. I can’t quite commit to that last little oomph to let my torso down and carry my legs over, but Max gave me a tip about thinking about drawing my knees into my armpits (like in happy baby) before I straighten the legs, to help get my weight ready to tip me over.

She’s such a sweet person and we talked after class too, about conditioning exercises to try off the pole and about how she got over the fear of that last oomph of the invert. She is in the medical field and says she loves the human body in all of its complications, and I see that in her, the way she dances and the way she offers corrections or targeted encouragement to other people. I suspect she feels about bodies like I feel about words: they’re everything-everything to her. To be used, to be marveled at, to be good-naturedly profaned, to love and love and love.

One of the things I love most about pole is seeing women who have so many difference kinds of intelligence (physics geniuses! body savants! artistic virtuosos!) light up in different ways. It’s powerful and beautiful.

At home, I tried some of the conditioning exercises she’d recommended and got a shoulder roll WITHOUT MOMENTUM for the first time ever!!!!!! I still can’t quite get unassisted plow (I just have too much weight in my torso … I feel it press my lungs and start freaking out), but could do an okay shoulder roll at ~190 pounds and my personal peak fitness but even then needed to be sitting up and rock back for momentum. Got it from lying flat today, no momentum but hands under the small of my back to start my pelvis with a tiny tuck.

Did 8-10 in a row (it’s not a fluke!!!) and my spine feels soooooo good after a few days of really barking at me. My body is flooded with relaxogen*. I also bookmarked a video for strength conditioning to build to inverts off the pole (https://youtu.be/dGTxoqj137I). I want to be able to do one by Halloween, even if it’s messy. I think I could already do one if I believed in myself, and if I condition regularly, I can believe in myself enough to make the leap. It all happens if you keep showing up.

I feel good today. Maybe it’s all the relaxogen or hitting a new milestone or how much progress I’ve made on my book. Maybe it’s day two of trying to eat a diet of foods that encourage dopamine production. (Day two without sugar or binging. Well, my one source of sugar is dark chocolate covered espresso beans because I read that ADHD brains like chocolate for the caffeine hit, so I thought I’d see if having 2-3 chocolate covered espresso beans would scratch that itch without being tasty enough to binge. So far, not bad.) Tonight, after a good workout and a challenging pole day, with a shiny goal in my head, I feel: focused, optimistic, possible.

*Relaxogen: The fictitious substance stored between bones and in joints, that is released during stretching, leading to whole-body calmness and mild, cozy euphoria. 

[rosirinoa]

Communication (Kismet diner).

Note: this drabble is COMPLETELY based on a cornetto TV spot called Kismet diner. Check the final notes for more information.

Petra was a girl who worked in a small cafeteria in downtown.  It was a cozy place that offered tasty food, and many clients visited the place during lunch and dinner hours. In order to pay for her college studies, the girl worked in this cafeteria, which was almost like her second home, since she spent her afternoons there, using her little breaks to do her homework and study.

Aside of being a nice and cheerful girl, Petra had a lovely singing voice and yet, she was very shy to do it in public. One day, Mike, the cafeteria’s owner, heard her singing a melodious song, and he was very surprised after discovering her talent, so he decided to do something about it.

After several weeks, Mike managed to convince Petra to sing one or two songs for the clients, during dinner time. That way, she could earn some extra tips for her own, and perhaps, overcome her shyness to sing.

The next Thursday, Mike got a microphone and a small speaker, so Petra could sing something when the place was crowded enough.

At first, the girl was very nervous. She had never sung in front of so many people, and the cafeteria was ally crowded, so she decided to close her eyes for a moment and started to sing her song…

Meanwhile, a man around his thirties and black hair, walked towards the coffee shop. The expression on his face seemed tired and melancholic, as if he’d lived many years than he appeared. Before entering the place, he stopped for an instant to see some books on the sidewalk. They were being sold by an old man with worn out clothes. One of them picked up the man’s attention: it was a rare first edition of The Aleph by Jorge Luis Borges, and without giving it a second thought, he instantly offered the old man a generous amount of money for it.

As soon as he saw the money, the older man became startled and rejected it, explaining that it was too much for a book. Nevertheless, the younger man apparently ignored him, and put the money on his hand, while showing him a tiny and kind smile, which quickly vanished, as he put on his serious and melancholic demeanor. The bookseller thanked him and then followed him with the eyes as he entered the cafeteria.

Petra was singing one of the songs she chose for that day, her eyes still closed, but when she decided to open them, she saw a man with black hair and short height, walking towards one of the free tables.

For some reason, that man drew her attention, and for an instant, her shyness disappeared and her voice became even more beautiful. Nevertheless, when the song was finished, the only person who didn’t cheer or applauded for her, was that particular man. Instead, he leafed through the book he just bought, completely ignoring what was going on around him.

The same situation occurred the following Thursday, and the next week, and a couple more days, since the man began to frequent the place, at least twice a week, increasing the Petra’s interest on him. She began to wonder what kind of person he was; why did he ignore her when she sang, and most of all, she tried approach him.

She didn’t have luck, and her attempts terribly failed. Even when she approached him to take his order, he just pointed at the menu to show her what he wanted to eat or drink, and then he continued reading his book, writing small notes on the pages.

Slowly, she became frustrated, ignoring the fact that, every time she looked away, he glanced at her, and after an instant, a nostalgic expression appeared on his eyes.

One day, the bookseller entered the cafeteria. She appeared to be hungry and ordered a sandwich and a soup, but when he looked for money on his picked, he noticed he didn’t have enough to pay. An expression of worry appeared on his face, and when she noticed it, Petra approached him, putting the plate with food in front of him, kindly smiling at him and saying…

“Don’t worry, it’s on the house.”

The bookseller was touched by her actions, especially when he realized she took some money from her own wallet and put it on the cash register.

A couple minutes later, like every Thursday, Petra was getting ready to sing a few songs, and for an instant, an angelic grin lightened her face, right after seeing the mysterious man entering the cafeteria. Her happy expression quickly disappeared, when she noticed that he seemed to ignore her completely.

When she finished her songs, she went back to her waitress duties, trying not to get too close to the mysterious man’s table, even though she was tempted to; she really wanted to confront him, but she knew it was inappropriate.

Suddenly, Petra saw a tall and blond man, with imposing blue eyes entering the place. He seemed to be looking for someone, and a moment later, he approached the mysterious man’s table and sat in front of him.

The girl looked at them from afar. It was the first time someone accompanied him and she would feel quite disappointed if she confirmed she was being ignored.

But, Petra’s surprise was big when both men began to speak in sign language, and for a moment, she felt a shy smile on her lips. He wasn’t ignoring her, after all. Still, she felt quite frustrated, since she was now aware of how difficult it would be for her to approach him…

The bookseller witnessed it all. He was an observant man with a big heart, so he decided to do something about it.

The next day, right after Petra entered the cafeteria, he approached her with a book.

“This might help you” he smiled and went back to the sidewalk, where he displayed the books.

She thanked him and while she put on her apron, she read the book title: “Talking hands. A sign language manual”. Her hear beat fast and from the window, she looked at the bookseller, with a pretty special smile.

A few weeks later, Petra anxiously waited for her mysterious man to appear. She knew he’d be there any minute. After all, he frequented the place to have some coffee and read, but that day was special.

As soon as Petra saw him entering the place, she looked at Mike with complicity; her boss was willing to help her with the plan, and as soon as the microphone was plugged, all lights went out, except for the table where the mysterious black haired man was sitting. He looked around, wondering what was going on.

And then, for the first time, their eyes met and Petra smiled, feeling a little nervous for what she was about to do. The man’s deep blue eyes seemed astonished when he noticed she seemed to be singing, but at the same time, she translated the lyrics in sign language, looking at him with a caring and kind glance, and for a moment, he thought her eyes communicated as much as her hands did.

It was a sweet song, whose words seemed to be talking directly to him, and he couldn’t help but smile. He’d been meaning to look at the girl in the eyes for a while, but during that moment, he knew he didn’t remain unnoticed by her and she was willing to communicate with him

Once the song was finished, he waked her to come to his table. There was something different on his serious face. A spark of illusion was showing, and as soon as Petra was sitting in front of him, they both smiled shyly and he spoke in sign language.

“My name is Levi, and you?”

“I’m Petra.”

“Nice to meet you, Petra. I’m glad to finally talk to you…”

 Author’s notes

Like I said, this drabble is ENTIRELY based on a tv spot… it’s an advertisement for cornetto cupidity, called kismet diner. Here’s the link. It’s soooooo sweet it gives you diabetes. I love it. I think it’s beautiful, and when I saw it the first time, a year ago, I immediately thought about Levi and Petra, but just recently I managed to adapt it. I hope you liked it!

[torrilin]

Wonder Woman

The armor has boob plates. You knew that going in. The costumes are Ancient Greece by way of the Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood. The hair is too, but the hair is also clearly inspired by Ancient Greek vase art of Amazons via average modern white girl braiding skills. Since most of the movie is WWI I can forgive both of these lapses. Etta has insufficient screen time. But you knew that. No, you don't want your archers jumping off the cliff. I swear. The cavalry charges we got were eh. Some good, but excess jumping off perfectly healthy horses for my taste. I haven't got words for either the water rescue scene or the takeoff in an open cockpit plane with no gear scene. Sooooooooo much cringe. It's about as gay as you've heard, which means there's entirely too much Chris Pines or whoever they got to play the dude. The partner creature says he was written to be Steve Rogers on truth serum. I say he was written to be a Bucky Barnes trying not to be crazy. Whichever Chris they got was bad at chewing on scenery. We're given an Irish/scots dude, a Blackfoot dude and an Indian dude who is clearly meant to be one of the Indian Muslim groups but I'm not sure which one as the howling commandos analogue. They're all already on the spy side of things because no one else will take them. We get prof. Lupin as the Villain. He chews on the tasty scenery and it's very tasty. It's very good. All the stuff I'm bitching about could be better, but I've seen soooooo many movies that are much worse. I'm aaaaaaaaaalmost tempted to try and learn a fishtail braid again from the hair. Almost.