#its all terribly messy

[absoluteminimum]

i'm falling out of my drawing phase (my fic wips are calling to me) but is anyone interested in me posting my absurd amount of messy workplace receipt-paper sketches? i've got so fuckin many of them and the only person seeing them is me and sometimes my two discord friends.

[crushedsweets]

PLEASE TELL ME EVERYTHING ABOUT NİNAKATE RELATİONSHİP DYNAMİC I'M STARTING TO LOVE THIS SİHP

nina and kate didn't know eachother for a long time. when they first met, nina was deep in her relationship with jeff. she was at a really low point, super dramatic and emotional and constantly fighting for attention, glamor, material goods, and men to prove her self worth (or further deteriorate it..)

meanwhile kates been lost in that forest for years. her closest friend is Toby, and even that's largely built on both being the 'runt' of the proxies. she occasionally works on the farm with the animals, rarely ever goes out in public, sleeps on fucking coal and dirt every other night.

so i'll talk about how they first met!

Nina and Kate's first meeting is a fucking MESS.

nina would be wandering through the forest, headphones in and music blaring. she'd be on her way to hang out with Toby and Clocky, so excited she's practically bouncing off the fucking trees.

she's oblivious to kate watching her for the last 10 minutes. until, of course, she catches a glimpse of her. all she sees is dark pants, a blood stained white-hoodie, black shaggy hair.... she thinks its jeff.

this would already be pushing her luck, but she hadn't seen jeff in a couple weeks. so she'd quickly start running to the figure, laughing and waving her arms and being way too excited. she'd try to throw herself into a hug, only to be met with a hand on her throat and getting slammed into a tree.

kate would ask who the fuck she is, what she thinks shes doing there, something something 'are you fucking stupid? youre gonna get eaten alive' something. nina would probably be in a lot of shock, just grabbing kate's hand to alleviate the pressure on her throat, lifting her knees so kate couldnt get too close. the fear couldnt meet the embarrassment, though, especially when kate gets torn off of her by toby. did he HAVE to watch that happen?

toby would shout something at kate, smack the back of her head and tell her not to put her hands on nina. 'thats my fucking friend you dumbass' etc etc etc.

while kate is a fucking SOLDIER working for O/S, she's really docile towards the other proxies. just keeps her head down and scoots away, not another word. then listen to toby now scold nina for stupidly walking through the forsest like that. "i told you to WAIT at the railroad, not get your ass killed looking for me"

toby would just take nina to hang out with clocky, like they originally planned, but nina could NOT get kate off her mind.

and the feeling is returned tenfold. kate hasnt seen a girl like nina in a long, long, LONG time - if ever, really. flashy, bubbly, makeup and glitter and lipstick and pink and purple and gold and jesus christ nina is an anomaly in a place like that.

it would haunt kate for weeks, until she ends up meeting nina again at the cabin and finally ushers out an apology (demanded by toby). and with nina's warmth and affection and forgiveness, kate goes back to the mines sick to her stomach wishing she could see nina again. just wants to look at her for a while. marvel at her.

[skitskatdacat63]

Tradition vs Modernity vs Comradery

+ context & lore:

In the first drawing, Fernando is wearing a capote de paseo, which is what bullfighters wear before the match begins, as seen below:

In the second, Seb is shouting the very familiar "Olé" which is shouted by the crowd to praise the matador. He's a little brat, so of course he's yelling it for himself, but he did get many 💐

The third(which was a random sketch I had that I didn't think I'd finish tonight, so ignore if its messy) has very important context to me. Before going to the final act and killing the bull, matadors dedicate their montera(hat)(and symbolically: their kill) to a a specific person in the audience(or just the public as a whole.) Seb and Fernando are finally in the same color! Seb is bowing!!! And Fernando is honoring Seb!!!! Also ignore that I drew Seb's post-retirement hair. Though, maybe this drawing is supposed to represent Fernando making a dedication to his now-gone rival 😔(Seb: stop telling people im dead!)

Now, some more lore :D

So I talked about this in my last matador post but I'll expand more. I think it's very funny to characterize Fernando in this au as this fun-hating traditionalist. Because you have to understand; he's only this way when it comes to Seb. Because you absolutely KNOW he was doing silly, unserious shit back when he was younger. But absolutely god forbid Seb do anything silly.

It's very ironic because there literally is a part in the third act of a bull fight where it's basically encouraged to be a bit silly. This is a tad morbid, but basically right before they deliver the killing blow, some show their mastery over the bull by doing some superfluous action(ex. kissing the bull, kneeling in front of the bull.) There's some guy who literally would lean on the bull and mime taking a call. But anyways, Seb would def do this. I've not been able to draw it exactly how I want, but he would bend down and do his little bull horn symbol and mime charging at the bull. (Fernando, trying to make up reasons to hate Seb: oh my god, look at this blatant disrespect, look how he is disrespecting the bull, I cannot believe how rude this boy is!)

Also there's something to be said about how the matador shows mastery over the bull by kissing it or bowing to it...and Seb is technically the bull in this au and Fernando is the matador. There's just this unfortunate level of weird power inbalance that still lingers even though their rivalry is over and can't be affected anymore. There was no succinct answer about who truly was better because Seb was forced out of it. So there's always gonna be this level of "is he just pitying me? Is he just mocking me? Is he just patronizing me?" on Seb's part whenever Fernando praises him or makes dedications to him. And Fernando's always going to be haunted by the fact that there's no answer to who is truly better because he'll never know if Seb had reached his full potential or not. Anyways, they also have nasty sex while wearing their costumes and do weird bull/matador roleplay :)

[chr0n1c-ag0ny]

(cw: talk of suicide, self harm, etc.)

Kunidazai's first kiss not being some moment of realization or confession of feelings, not some romance movie moment, it's not followed by smiles or laughs, or even words.

No.

Their first kiss came months after the pair had been partnered up at the ADA. Kunikida had thought he'd seen it all. He'd learned to call Dazai at least twice a day, once in the morning and once at night, three times if they didn't have work, more than that if Dazai never showed up. He'd learned how to tell a bad day from a bad day just by the sound of the other man's voice. He'd spent long nights and weekends and days off (most of which were sick days he took off for Dazai's sake) taking care of the other man, changing bandages hand holding his hand. He didn't think it could get any worse.

but it did, it found a way, Kunikida had stopped Dazai from genuinely making an attempt on his life (he'd stopped his more... spur of the moment attempts, the ones that had minimal effort or true intent to them, before. they were always scary even if he knew dazai would more or less walk away unscathed, but this was different), barging through his door just in time to keep the blade from hitting his wrist that final time.

Dazai wasn't there, for lack of a better word, sitting there, loosely conscious, as Kunikida re-wrapped new and old wounds, as he wiped the blood off of him, as he helped him change into new clothes. Kunikida could smell the alcohol wafting off of him, stared into blank, empty eyes, talked to deaf ears, hoping to coax his partner back from his absent haze, but nothing broke the blur his partner was stuck in.

he tugged him up off the floor and onto the couch, knowing it was a safe 'no-mans-land' both could sit on without waking up dark memories. he wanted to hold him, wanted to take him into his arms and never let go, but he didn't know if he was allowed, if he could touch Dazai like that, so he just sat and watched, not knowing what to do, when Dazai suddenly spoke.

"why?" his voice a whisper, "why do you even care so much?"

and he would try and put it into words, tried to tell him he deserved to be cared for and to have people worry for him, that he was his partner and it was his job to worry, that he loved him goddammit and he was scared of losing him, but nothing seems to reach Dazai.

he he leans forward, slow enough for Dazai to pull away even in the state he was in if need be, and kissed him. not on the lips, this wasn't a profession of love, no, no he presses his lips to the curve between his nose and his cheek.

- I don't want to lose you. I love you. it hurts and is stained with tears, but it's there and I don't want it to go away. I don't want you to go away. stay here, please, please stay here - He hopes to say.

the kiss is soft, so soft he's not sure Dazai could feel it, but any firmer and he thinks he might shatter his partner. He keeps placing little butterfly kisses to his cheek and the bridge of his nose regardless, tasting the salt of their shared tears. he doesn't even know why he did it, it wasn't something he ever thought of doing, but he didn't know how else to tell Dazai how he felt, so he showed him.

Dazai sinks into it, tries to make Kunikida kiss him in earnest, but Kunikida knows better than to try and let Dazai self medicate with physical affections, and instead takes him close, hugging him tighter than he's ever hugged anyone before, as if to hold the brunette together. Dazai lets him with a huff. Kunikida rests his lips against the man's greasy hair, holding his partner as close as he could. they're both crying. it hurts. the kiss burned and ached and might as well be a bruise festering on both of their faces. but neither of them would trade it for the world, cause there is some understanding in it.

Dazai calls Kunikida next time.

[murple]

I'm thinking about love in malevolent

Arthur and John love each other. Obviously. And that's what makes them so powerful. It's how they've survived this far. Exactly how Arthur says in ep 30.

But at the same time, it's what led to the events of ep 20. they didn't want the king to win, but the fear wasnt about the king getting more powerful, it was about losing each other.

And then there's all the examples of people clinging to or becoming horrific things because they remind them of their loved ones. Kellan and the vanguard. The widow on the island. The wraith, even. If popular theories are correct, Marie and whatever's in that secret room.

(I'm not getting into Larson and his family. I don't think he ever loved them. If he did, he would never have done that)

I don't fully know what I'm getting at here. Love is powerful, I guess. With the capacity to cause great and/or terrible things. It's such a human thing.

[vigilskeep]

?????? What do you mean Anders is all like, "We have a kid now" when Keir gets back from the Fade ??????? Where did he get the nugget?????

[carnivorous-arboretum]

cas has... a lot to think about regarding tsuyu

[mymp3]

taking the time to link, again, the best ryomina fic to ever exist on god's lovely green earth

[lususnatura]

🎤 🎤 🎤

a song that i associate with my muse meme!

AHH, hey, ramone!! thank you for sending in this prompt :D since you sent in three of the mic's, i shall now be treating you to three songs that make me think of blamore when i hear them / that i associate with it. an explanation of why i chose them will be in the tags <3

hozier - who we are.

icehouse - crazy.

depeche mode - personal jesus.

[angry-nightwing]

Just went and looked at some posts in the House of the Dragon tag and wow. Some people are really caught up on how terrible a bunch of people are in the Everyone Is Terrible franchise

[ghostbusterscantcatchme]

watching not me for the third time, this says something about how my days gone

[securemoon]

gotta start somewhere.

[cherry-shipping]

not that id ever want a job, and in reality if me and sans lived together hed probably be the one mostly responsible for our income on account of his countless fucked up jobs, BUT. i love the thought of sans being a cute shitty little househusband sending me off to work with a kiss and a lunchbox except the lunchbox is just, like, a compact bomb of as many sausages and a gross slurry of a million fucked up condiments as he could fit in there

[andi-o-geyser]

just watched Top Gun: Maverick, and I can’t be the only one who noticed that Rooster and Hangman absolutely radiate hostile ex boyfriend energy, right? I hate to say that I can only report what I see, folks, and the fact is that those two have something going on

[strangestcase]

glad we all agree Allan LXG is forgettable at best. sure sure the story needs an old British hero to work but what is his personality really. Sean Connery playing him like every single sentence he says is utter torment also doesn't help.

[acaciapines]

editing so im waiting for the teeth like damn for a loveless aro i sure do have a lot of thoughts about unconditional love