#kill la kill will always have a special place in my heart

[marshmallowgoop]

Hi! I've read a handful of your blogs here and I wanted to say I really like them. Even though I haven't seen for myself any of the shows/movies/etc you've talked about, I love how passionate you are, especially about the things you love.

Which brings me to Kill la Kill - my only experience with that anime is literally a couple of clips I watched when I was a teenager, and forgot about a couple of weeks later. Now I (sort of) know the gist of the overall plot by reading about it. But having read several of your essays on it, how invested you are kinda rubs off on me despite not having actually watched the show XD - like, I can feel how much you love these characters.

With that off my chest, I had a question in mind regarding the ending. Again, I don't know every little detail about the story as a whole, but I know that Honnōji Academy is destroyed at the end.

But do you think it would have been cool if the academy was reformed rather than destroyed?

I mean, Satsuki ran the place with an iron fist, and if she reformed, I don't see why the academy couldn't. Imagine Honnōji being a place that ran on cooperation and nurturing of each other's strengths rather than ruthlessness.

Think that's a good idea, or do you think it wouldn't work?

Oh my gosh?? I'm absolutely blown away that my writing can capture interest even without knowledge of the media (and am so curious about how you found me!). Thank you so much.

As to your question: hmm! That's a really good one that I've been pondering for a while (my apologies for the very belated response). One question that comes to mind in response is what a school (or any place) truly is. Is it the location? The building? The people?

If it's the people who made Honnouji Academy what it is, then Satsuki reforming is, in essence, the place reforming. The physical building isn't what made the school what it is.

But I think there's meaning in the inanimate. I'm reminded of an episode of Batman Beyond, "Shriek," where Bruce fights to keep the place where his parents died preserved. Terry wonders why—wouldn't it be best to tear it down? To forget the awful memory? But Bruce throws back at him, "Do you want to forget what happened to your father?"

In Batman Beyond, Crime Alley is left in tatters. It's abandoned, it hasn't been refurbished, and Bruce actively doesn't want it to be. There's meaning in leaving it as it is; it's a reminder of why Bruce became Batman and why the work he does is important.

Perhaps similarly, Honnouji Academy itself doesn't totally disappear. It sinks to the bottom of Tokyo Bay and becomes less immediately visible, but it still exists, and nothing is rebuilt on top of it. The memory of what Satsuki had done, and what she must never become again, lies just beneath the surface. And, because it's just beneath the surface, no one is going to try to make it into something new like the attempts with Crime Alley.

That said. I can also see worth in making a place once known for causing harm into a place that fosters love. Things can change without forgetting and disrespecting what came before.

But maybe there's a "line"? And I could see Honnouji Academy as crossing that line, where keeping it and trying to transform it does a disservice to the atrocities that occurred there, and that's why it ultimately sinks.

[mrsparrasblog]

Layover in Glasgow

Summary: You're living your dream working as a flight attendant after a very bad breakup. On your layovers, you meet all sorts of men from a special Taskforce, each trying to charm their way into your heart. Who will succeed in finding his way into your heart?

Rating: E

Pairing: Soap x plus size readers

MDNI MDNI MDNI MDNI

TW: Oral sex, p in v sex dirty talk , a tiny bit stalking

Next part: Layover in Liverpool

why does he remind me of Johnny

Layover in Glasgow

Being a flight attendant has always been your dream. You have already seen many places; unfortunately, not anything outside of Europe since Ryanair couldn't give you the luxury of layovers in LA, Shanghai, or Bali. It was still more than enough. This time, you could scratch Scotland off your bucket list.

And it was just like you imagined: cold, rainy, and beautiful. Instead of admiring nature, you found yourself in one of Glasgow's most famous pubs with your crew, drinking pints.

After a while, your best friend left, sneaking off with the captain to the bathroom—typical.

You wanted to pay your tab before a pretty handsome guy walked towards you and said, "Let me invite you to a drink before ya leave, bonnie."

God, he was the most handsome man you’d seen in a while. He was a bit short for your liking, but his ripped muscles and icy blue eyes definitely made up for it. "Sorry, I need to go; start early tomorrow,“ you sighed, not being able to flirt a bit more with this man.

"Where urr ye aff tae this late, anyway?“ He asked curiously; he was already ready to offer you a ride, but you looked like one of those girls who would call the police if he asked.

"Hotel,“ you replied shortly. If you were a bit less drunk, you’d probably tell him a lie, like to your boyfriend, so he would toss off, but he was cute, and your best friend left you for the captain anyway.

"Yer not from here, then, are you? You got a bit of the tourist in ya," he muttered.

"I'm not a tourist,“ you replied, bratty. Well, kinda you were, but kinda not, though.

"What brings you here, then?" Soap asked curiously as he shifted his weight on his legs, glancing down at the bar. He already liked you, beautiful and snarky. God,  he was down for you. "Business? Family? A lover?" He asked, his voice teasing a bit as he looked back at you. He really hoped and begged God that you hadn’t a lover over here.

"I'm a flight attendant.“

"A flight attendant..." Soap repeated slowly at first, taking a second to process that before a grin split across his face, imagining you in your uniform and how he would rip it apart. "Oh, so you're one of those ones who get to travel the world. Yer a lucky lass.“

„Mhm very lucky, my first layover in Glasgow“

Soap grinned at this, his blue eyes brightening with amusement as his gaze wandered back to you. "Yer first time in Scotland, eh? You have no clue how lucky you are.“ He leaned forward, almost into your personal bubble. "The accent, the history, the food—the women are a bit crazy, though," he admitted with a sheepish chuckle. Oh, how he could brag around having a girl like you by his squad; you had the exact body type Price would kill for, the exact attitude Kyle loved from a lass, and the height and confidence the Lt preferred. 

„And the men aren’t crazy here?“ You raised a brow; he seemed seemingly crazy with his mohawk and the way he was able to walk into your personal space. Thoughts about how you could pull on his hair while riding him lived rent-free in your head.

Soap burst out in a deep, rumbling laugh as you asked. "Oh, they're even crazier," he grinned, a cheeky glint in his icy blue eyes. "I don't reckon you'd like 'em all that much, to be honest. Most of 'em are either drunk, dumb, mean, or a combination of all three," Soap chuckled, his head tipping to the side.

"And you are drunk, dumb, or mean?“ Fuck, his eyes already got you memoized. Would it be really wrong to take him to the hotel just for a little fun? Maybe you could ride that beautiful face.

"Well I  cannae say ah'ament a' o' th' 'boon at time, but, ah reckon a'm' the most braw." Soap asserted, a self-satisfied smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. 

„You think of yourself as the most handsome?“ 

Soap smirked. "That's fur a'm." He maintained absolute confidence. "I could be the most arrogant person alive, and it'd still be true," he laughed. "I bet I'm the most handsome bloke you've ever seen.“

„So what's your name, arrogant handsome guy?“ 

"The handsome, arrogant guy in question would happen to be John 'Soap' MacTavish," he answered with a grin. You didn't even question that his nickname was a fucking cleaning product.

„Nice to meet you, John.“

"Aye, same here, but whit dae I  get the pleasure of cawin ye?"

You didn't want to answer this; you weren’t open to a relationship too much, and you were already hurt by your last ex-boyfriend idiot pathetic way too tall military guy.“Let me be honest, I'm not really into anything serious with my job, but if you want to come with me in my hotel room, I wouldn't mind.“

Soap blinked at your bluntness, the corner of his lips twitching as a grin spread across his face. "I wasn't looking for something serious, but I'm sure your hotel room wouldn't be too bad.“ Sleeping around was never a problem for Johnny; he was the one to get the most lays around his squad, mainly because Garrick didn't participate, Ghost scared lassies, and Price was too afraid to hurt the woman he liked. Soft little things with wide hips and round faces weren’t for his callused hands. He kind of wanted more from you than a lay; you were just so damn perfect, but he was sure you were just like every girl he slept with, telling him it was a one-night thing, but after six screaming orgasms, they all wanted to become Mrs. MacTavish.

You walked with him towards your hotel, his hand always around the end of your back, slowly gliding to your ample bottom, squeezing it through the tight skirt you wore.

Before you arrived at the hotel, you gave one last warning: „I don’t do relationships, only sex.“

Soap grinned at your bluntness. "Good, 'Cause that makes two of us; I'm not the kind to fall for someone. I'm too busy for all the emotions and nonsense crap," Soap said bluntly. "Just good fun. Nothing else.“ He practically copied his LT words, but you don’t need to know this. 

Soap followed you into the hotel room with a satisfied grin, closing the door silently behind him as he pressed you back onto the bed, one hand resting on your upper thigh as he leaned in for another kiss. His large hands quickly began running along your sides, tracing up along your back as his lips gently tugged at your bottom lip. “Ne'er bin wi' someone as tall or muscular as me?“

You laughed at that, unfortunately hurting his ego "You're the shortest guy I ever had sex with,“ and you didn't even lie, especially not after your 6’10 bastard of an ex-boyfriend. 

Soap laughed aloud at this, his accent practically rumbling as his grin grew. "There's no way you're tellin' me there's been a load of men taller than me. I'm six feet tall!" Soap complains, "Am I really the shortest?" His face grew kind of insecure, but if you only knew your moments, they would make him want you more.

„Yes, but don’t worry, your accent makes it up.“

„Mhm, like my accent?“ He smiled, fiddling with the hem of your shirt. 

„Yes“

„Good thing my accent is not the only thick thing about me,“ he replied with a smirk, removing his shirt and showing off his perfectly thick Lucious abs. You traced along the happy trail, eager to remove his pants, and he was right; he was incredibly thick. He wasn’t by any chance the biggest you had with his 7 solid inches but by far the thickest. His dick didn't spring up; it hung heavy and low with his angry leaking tip. You licked your lips, eager to finally have something other than your finger inside of your pleading hole.

„Like what you see, hen?“ He smirked, an arrogant Corky bastard, but somehow you liked it. 

He pulled you onto your back, pulling off your tight skirt and that long-sleeve top you wore. When he saw your body, all the dimples and curves and the beautiful stretch marks around your hips, he was gone. „Fuckin hell, bonnie could have told me what you hide under those clothes,“ his hand nervously fiddled over the lacy fabric of your bra, smirking when he saw your nipples hardening under his touch. „So eager for me?“ 

Without a thought, he wrapped his mouth around your clothed nipples, sucking them in and gently biting on them. You wanted to remove your bra, but he stopped you. „Shh, hen, that's a sight for next time.“ 

„There will be no next time, John.“

„Thalere wull always bee a next time hen,“ he said, and before you could argue with him, his lips were already around your clothed mound, licking over the blue lacy fabric. „Didn't need tae dress sae cute fur me hen,“ he lured against it, pressing his thick palms deeper into your clit making you moan and whimper like a feral cat. 

You couldn’t remember if you had shaved or not the last few days. "Johnny, I'm not entirely shaven down there." You warned him, afraid of his reaction. For most guys, it was an immediate no. Yes, for fucking, but no for licking, but he just looked at you with a devious smirk: „A'm mair hairy than a bear myself sae a dinnae mynd a bawherr locks aroond mah meal.“ With that, he removed your thong, completely placing the soft fabric of your thong next to his jeans so he could steal them on deployment, wanking himself on something better than the porn he had saved on his mobile phone. 

„Mhm, such a bonnie cunny you have,“ he purred and started to lick thick stripes from your hole to your clit, you weren’t the patient type, so you pulled on his mohawk directly to your clit, where you pressed him inside of you. „Not very patient, hen“ 

He finally stopped all the teasing and used his mouth for God, licking at your clit slowly sucking her in while working your pleading mound open, his thick digits always pressed against your gummy wall.

„Fuck Johnny“

„Mhm, so wet for me, hen.“ 

He licked at your cunt like it was the last meal he ever had. He slurped and moaned, God, he was a messy eater, his fingers pressed against the plush fat of your hips, holding you down so you didn't run away from the orgasm he tried to give you. As he inserted a third finger, pressing against the sweet spot, most men didn't find - it was over for you. 

You clenched around him, milking his thick finger for all of its worth, and experienced one of the most intense orgasms in your life. He pated some taps on your clit making you shake from the overwhelming feeling inside your tummy.

„God yere looking so bonnie when you cum,“ his eyes sparkled in admiration. He knew he had to have you for more than just a one-night thing.

„Do you have a condone, Johnny? I don’t have anything in your size.“ 

He could have just cum from that praise; he knew he was thick, but this was so fucking good to hear from you. "Aye,“ he said, wrapping the condom down on his shaft. His dick was a bit sad about not having the chance to fuck the most beautiful cunt he ever saw raw, but better than nothing. 

He slides his thick member across your mound over and over again, wetting him with your arousal. But you weren’t in for missionary, so you pulled him to his back and sat down on his lap. You wanted to glide on him, but the unconscious fear of being too heavy hit you. 

„Dinnae worry ah dae hip thrust hen“

With that, you straddled him, your legs working overtime to stretch around his big hips, and you glided yourself down on his delicious curved cock. He was surprised you could take him without any problems. God,  could that girl be any more perfect? 

You slowly rolled your hips on his, trying to find a movement where he hit the exact right spot. His hand grabbed your plump ass, guiding you up and down, needing to get some more friction out of you. He was already a needy whimpering mess, and you didn’t even begin fully.

„Please, bonnie move faster,“ he whimpered, and who were you to deny his cute whimpers?

He guided your hips up and down at a mean pace, searching for his orgasm; his dark black curls rubbed against your clit with every movement pulling you closer and closer to your awaiting release. 

Feeling you close to orgasm, Johnny moved a hand between your legs, rubbing your clit firmly as he continued to pound into you. His fingers circled your swollen bud, teasing it until you cried out incoherently. „Johnny"

Johnny groaned, feeling himself getting closer as well. He picked up the pace even more, slamming into you harder as he leaned forward to capture one of your nipples in his mouth, sucking and biting gently through the fabric.

„Johnny, please, I'm close.“

Hearing your enthusiastic moans, Johnny let out a groan of relief as he felt his climax building. With one last hard thrust, he erupted inside of you, his cock pulsing as he shot his hot cum deep inside your wet cunt.

He panted heavily as you continued to ride him needy to reach your own orgasm. The familiar knot in your stomach started to build inside of you, and with a final slap of Johnny's finger, you came screaming his name as you began to squeeze his thick cock. 

You collapsed into each other, and he wrapped his thick arms around your body. "That was intense, bonnie“ his mouth kissing around your neck.

„Yes, it was great. Would you mind leaving now? I have my flight in for hours.“

„No cuddling?“ He said he was disappointed, and as you saw his puppy eyes, you almost couldn’t resist changing your mind, but you didn’t. 

„No, sorry,“ you said sternly. 

He pulled his pants and shirt on, leaving a paper with his number on the bedside table: "Call me, hen.“.

——————————————————————————————————

"Stop looking at your phone. She won't call you,“ the lieutenant said to Johnny. He annoyed them the whole last week, showing your picture all around and telling everyone how good he fucked you. Ghost couldn’t deny that he found you incredibly arousing, exactly like Price and Gaz.

„She will!“ 

„Maybe she needs someone older.“ Price chuckled.

On his bedside table lay a small paper Roaster July 2023 Y/N. 

Layover Glasgow 

Layover Milan 

Layover Liverpool 

Layover Paris

Layover Manchester

Layover London Stansted 

Whoever and wherever you are, doll, you can't escape us. Maybe you can leave Johnny, but you can't outrun me. In the end, you will choose one of us. I hope, for your sake, it's me. See you on your next layover.

Did I just made Reader a flight attendant since I always dreamt off being a flight attendant in London but Brexit said no ? Yes

[cherry-shugah]

Since Everyone Is Making HC abt how all jokers were once human, I'll Start with one of My favs

Yum yum Was a Asían🇯🇵/spanish🇪🇦 woman Who really admired plants and flowers (specially flowers) The reason Why She admired and adored them was Because they were beautiful, more beautiful than her, You see, Yum Yum (real name Kirāfurawā) never felt beautiful, although She was The Most gorgeus of her village, she always felt a lack of satisfaction of not being beautiful enough, that's why she loved flowers, she always wanted to be beautiful as them, and to people talk about her all day like how people talk about how beatiful flowers are. Yum Yum had meet a man that really loved, But once She was pregnant and 2 months, She suffered a miscarage, This broke Yum Yum's heart in sorrow and grief but the man she was with Just looked at her with disgust and leaved her. Then Yum Yum falled in love with another man and after Some Time, She was waiting For another baby But another miscarage came in, putting more stakes in her broken heart, The other Man She was with left her as the first, and it only broke Yum Yum more. Then after Some Time (Again) She meeted another other Man. Though Yum Yum was a bit doubtful about having a Child She knew She could Give it another shot, But When She had a Third miscarage, Yum Yum was on edge in fear of The other other Man She loved Leave her Because She was unable to Give birth to a child, She was Two footsteps close to a mental breakdown, When the other other Man was heading to The door, Yum Yum charged at him And grabbed a stakes and stab it behind His neck, so hard that The stake came out from His throat, Yum Yum was shocked But...She was blinded by the fear, still she wanted revenge.

She went to The Second man's house and Twisted His neck and pulled His tounge at the back of His cranium, She later wrote with a knife in His chest "i love You But You are The Second i meet". Then She went to The house of her first love, When She entered She noticed that he had a family, so Yum Yum killed the woman (Who was pregnant) and her first love, When She was done, She wrote in His chest "i love You".

Then after that, blinded by her thirst For blood and forgetting Why She was doing it in the first place, She began seducting and catfishing men into have intercourse with her and afterwards killing them. married men, Divorced men, Widowed men, dead men, any Type of men of her village or outside her village. Then, her sins slowly turned into blasphemies, commiting various horrendious acts that are far than consider them sins. She went to Town to Town continuing her Murder spree, She was slowly enjoying it, She hided all The bodies of The men She killed in bags and throw them to near-by rivers or lagoons. But then a fateful Day, When She was done having intercourse with a man, She was looking at a balcemy, But then one her neighboors By accident throwed a Pot that had very hot water, so hot that it was like acid, it falled to Yum yum's face and it burned the entirety of her face's skin, leaving her fave skinless, she screamed but fell down her balcemy that was 20 ft when she finally hid the ground her head separated itself from her neck making a huge pool of blood.

When her soul went to The judment, it Said that She didn't have a place in shangri-la or hell's pit. But She would be sended to The dark carnival. She then (horribly) transformed into a Carnivorous plant/flytrap plant. She was small But When She arrived She was a bit amazed By The beauty of The place, But When she heared Some baby noises, She looked down and Saw that Her legs had becomed a Vase But in that vase there were thre small plants, more smaller than her, they were looking at her making baby noises She soon realized that These were her Babies that She lost, She couldn't help to burst into crying, She was crying of happiness. The Wraith greeted her and took her to The necro-fields.

Welp, hope Ya'll enjoyed that Headcanon Lore-dump! I'll (possibly) do one For the Riddle box.

[hannahssimblr]

OK, so, for Liam and Evie… just kidding! For Jude and Evie who are obviously together forever in my heart:

Their favourite place?

Who rakes in the highest income?

Who kills the spiders around the house? (this answer may vary depending on whether they're in the US or the UK!)

Spicy bonus question: Any kinks? 🌶️

hahaha Evie and Liam 4 ever <3 thanks for the questiioooons!

anywhere with a beach, though of course the one where they met and spent that first summer will always have a special place in both of their hearts <3

Jude, by far. In LA he was making around $90'000 per year, whereas Evie's income is more sporadic. It depends on the amount of work she can score as a freelancer, so her bank account fluctuates more dramatically.

Neither is afraid of them, so they'll probably just live alongside them for a while. Anything offensively big gets squished or drowned in the sink by whoever is closest though.

Remember this:

(The answer is yes - she liked it. She likes when he tells her what to do ;) ;) )

[faithinlouisfuture]

Louies' 2023 Wrapped Tag Game

(Rules: Answer the questions below and tag at least 3 people!)

Thank you bestie @berlinini for tagging me 🤍 sorry i’m so late on this, work’s been kicking my ass, here we go though!

favorite walls song: this year; don’t let it break your heart

favorite fitf song: impossible to pick just one but right now; holding on to heartache (which is funny considering my fav off of Walls this year)

most played song on Spotify by Louis: Written All Over Your Face (ok whore)

favorite louis lyrics: that’s actually an impossible task because there’s WAY too many! but “there’s endless versions of the thing that keeps me drifting back to darkness” hits home in a way that i can’t explain in words

louis life lesson: it always remains the same; picking yourself back up after facing hardships, seeing the possibilities and positives in a difficult situation; basically strength & resilience

favorite louis outfit: oh that’s unfair, my little fashionista kills it 99% of the time so i have a list of favorite 50 outfits from 2023 but for the purpose of this game we’ll narrow it down to three (and it’s not even top three just three that i loved)

favorite tour show: there were so many good ones this year (Phoenix, Austin, Houston, LA, Philly, New York, Bologna, Paris, Antwerp, Vienna, Łódź, Sheffield, Cardiff, London) but the way that I felt physically ill after fitfwt: Columbus might need to be studied for science; the whiplash from the stark difference of him during the show and him post show was entirely TOO MUCH

favorite public appearance: has to be the RS Awards; the slutty custom-made fit, the main character energy throughout, the confidence, the glow, the ever present eloquence with which he spoke about his work and his successful af year, just him him him <3

favorite AOTV scene: once again there’s so many; that scene where louis’ recording Saturdays and we get some insight into his thinking and his process, the montage of louis with band and crew having an absolute blast while All This Time plays in the background, that one scene where JD is helping him put his hoodie on after he broke his elbow 👀 the last few minutes of the movie where we hear him say the words “i do feel like i deserve this” 🫶🏽🥹 and so so many more actually

favorite band or crew member: favorite three :p are Krystle, Steve & Joshua! special shout out to Joshua for going above and beyond this year honestly! that man carried lthq on his back!

favorite picture: another unfair question but i won’t cheat and post one of my absolute most favorites from this year because it’s like the energy of his shows captured in one moment (i found out on twitter that the hand in his hair belongs to a desi louie which was like the cherry on top)

something that you are looking forward to in 2024: the fitfwt latam shows!!! there is nothing else like the energy the latam crowds bring, which in turn brings out the absolute best (and most unhinged) in louis and his band too, so definitely looking forward to that! and the festivals!!! can’t wait to see him shine in front of the world <3 hope against hope to be a part of it if things work out 🤞🏽🕯️

one wish for Louis (or Louies) for 2024: 🍑🐧🎧 sighting! kidding (not really)! honestly though, growth

growth in this fandom’s level of maturity (with the addition of lots more people who are here for louis’ art and not his personal life), growth in the markets he’s able to capture, growth in the places he’s able and willing to tour *cough*ASIA*cough*, growth in the ability of his teams especially his social media and PR teams, growth from Louis himself in regards to him being open to trying new things

i don’t know who all has done this! but i’ll tag some people just in case (no pressure) @noraincsl @timidlouie @poekitty2020 @stormyhale @louveyous

[tctteredwings]

was ana reis. [ lydia west, cis woman, she/her ] — whoa! ANNA RILEY just stole my cab! not cool, but maybe they needed it more. they have lived in the city for 19 YEARS, working as a YOUTUBE GAMER/HACKER. that can’t be easy, especially at only 29 YEARS OLD. some people say they can be a little bit ECCENTRIC and IMPATIENT, but i know them to be PRECOCIOUS and DECISIVE whatever. i guess i’ll catch the next cab. hope they like the ride back to THE BRONX!

IN A NUTSHELL; headscarves and sweatshirts, the sound of a kettle whistling, pink headphones, notes scribbled on every surface, ripped overalls, dancing in her underwear, thinking and talking about two different things, an encouraging smile, escaping to the beach and the sound of the ocean.

Name: Anna Riley Nicknames: None Age: Twenty-nine Date of birth: 26th August 1995 Birth place: Los Angeles, California Occupation: YouTube Gamer/Hacker Romantic/sexual orientation: Heteroromantic/heterosexual

ABOUT.

Anna grew up in Los Angeles ( well... technically Venice, LA ) and as such, has always kept a very special place in her heart for the ocean and the feeling of the sand between her toes.

So when her family announced the move over to the East Coast just after she turned nine, it was safe to say her world was turned upside down. Yes, she lived in a city —- or on the edge of one of them —- she New York was known to be very different.

She survived. Just about. Tolerated school and the people she found herself surrounded by. Eventually, her tolerance turned to indifference, then her indifference turned to liking... something that would finally turn to love. By the time she was sixteen, she knew that New York was where she wanted to be. And it wasn't as though the beach was that far away.

Anna's only problem after that was other teenagers. She'd always been a little eccentric, a loner of sorts, and because of that, she was made fun of. Yes, she was a geek, but what was wrong with loving her laptop and answering every question in a test correctly?

In the end, she spent much of her teen years alone, but it allowed her to discover new passions. She befriended a small group of people and embraced her love for gaming. It was pretty much all she did when she wasn't at school. In fact, she found she was actually pretty good.

The idea to put those gaming sessions on YouTube came around her twenty-first birthday and before she knew what was happening, she was making money for herself away from competing in tournaments. ( She doesn't exactly class herself as a pro gamer, but you could probably call her that. )

Hacking came later. and is something she only does occasionally She's been good with computers since a very early age and she soon realised she could help people out in not-so-legal ways every now and again. Mostly she does favours for friends, but every now and again she'll get talked into taking money.

Anna's an extremely passionate person, but she's never been too good at committing to anything other than her games and her subscribers. As such she's kind of had a revolving door of guys in her life, never really giving herself over completely. Not to say that she hasn't tried, though.

When she's not plugged into her computer you'll usually find her at the beach or sipping tea at Rise & Grind.

Her parents are originally from Montserrat and emigrated to the US shortly after they were married. She visits the island at least once a year to see her father's parents, sometimes spending whole summers out there.

Anna would love a pet, like love a pet, but she doesn't dare as she's pretty sure she'd end up killing it by accident. As maternal as she likes to think she can be, she really isn't.

TLDR; Anna was originally a Cali girl and moved to NYC at the age of nine with her family. It took her a while to adjust but she can safely say she's very much a New Yorker now. She was a bit of a loner as a teen and a total geek, her passion for gaming and all things tech took over pretty quickly. At twenty-one she launched her YouTube channel, quickly followed by Twitch, and things took off for her in a big way. She also does a bit of hacking on the side, but only for friends as a 'favour'. She's a very passionate person who finds it almost impossible to commit, so is pretty well known for her revolving door of guys.

[empressofthesunwriter]

Kill La Hero: 15

In the lottery of Quirk’s Michi got on really special and annoying one. A living, sarcastic ribbon named Ares, who puts her into superpowered revealing outfits. But this won't stop the girl from fulfilling her dream of being a hero! Just watch her!

(But not too closely please!)

MHA MEETS KILL LA KILL!

Chapter 15: Let the Battles Begin

After Izuku won against Shinso, he was brought to Recovery Girl to fix his fingers.

Michi, Tenya and Ochaco still talked about how amazing Izuku had been, how he had managed to overcome the brainwashing and how happy they were for him moving up to the Quarter-Final Round.

That's when Ochaco saw Izuku coming to class 1A tribune.

"Oh, Deku! Good work!", she called and waved.

So fast no one could look as Michi jumped up from her seat and raced up to the boy.

"Izu-Chan!", she shouted happily and embraced him. "You were amazing!"

The green-haired boy blushed softly and hugged her tight back.

"Michi-Kun...thanks."

They stopped hugging, as Michi took his hand with the bandage fingers in hers, giving them a little kiss.

Izuku blushed harder but had a soft and loving look in his eyes.

"T-to kiss it better, mmh?", he stuttert.

Michi looked up, with the same eyes and nodded.

Both were clearly in lovey-dovey land.

All their classmates stared and sweatdropped at them.

Oh gods, kiss finally you idiots!, they all thought.

Sadly they didn't, a lot groaned silently, as Michi led Izuku to their seats beside Ochaco and Tenya.

Now the second battle took place.

Shoto Todoroki vs. Hanta Sero!

Hanta started the battle by using his tape to try to push Shoto out of bounds. However, Shoto responded by creating a huge pillar of ice, which completely immobilized Hanta and freed himself at the same time. Since Hanta couldn't move at all, he was declared the loser, and Shoto was declared the winner, advancing to the second round. Shoto then approached the almost frozen Hanta, apologized for his actions, and thawed him out with his firepower.

Michi and Izuku found each other eyes.

"Is it just me or-", began Michi.

"Does Todoroki look really sad?", enden Izuku.

Both their hearts got out to their classmate.

Since Shoto froze nearly the whole stage, it takes a while to melt it, but when it's ready it's time for Denki Kaminari vs. Ibara Shiozaki!

The third match of the first round ends quickly; Ibara defeats Denki by using her type advantage Quirk, Vine, to make his Electro Quirk backfire on him.

Kyoka facepalms hard at Denki's defeat as Monoma from 1B looks over to them and mocks them.

Then he gets knocked out by his classmate Itsuka Kendo, who apologises for him, being a brat.

Class 1A was just like what had happened?

That's when class 1A noted Izuku's analysis of the Quirks, writing it down in his notebook.

Just Michi didn't seem bothered and nodded along.

"They just finished, but Deku already thinking about countermeasures for them?", whisper-shoutes Ochaco to Michi.

Michi nods with a besotted look.

"Yeah isn't he amazing?"

All of class 1A deadpanned and thought the same: She is so gone for him!

"It's a hobby of his.", explains Michi, while Izuku theorizes about the Quirks to his heart contents. She would make sure, he wrote all down what goes through his head. "It's not every day he gets a chance to see amazing Quirks outside of those in our class."

"Really?", asked Ochaco.

"Yeah, he has even a whole notebook dedicated to my Quirk.", admitted Michi with red cheeks. You can clearly see how honoured she feels about this. "I bet he has something about your Quirk too. Izu-Chan?"

Only Michi's lovely voice could get Izuku out of his zone, so he turned bliking to her.

"Yeah, what is it Michi-Kun?"

"What do you have about Ochaco-Chan Quirk in your notebook?"

"Of course!", he showed the girls the page. "The Zero Gravity of Uraraka is amazing."

"That's true.", agreed Michi.

This made Ochaco blush.

"Aww, you two are so nice! I always thought you guys were amazing!"

Also an amazing and cute couple!, she added in her head, while Izuku and Michi thanked her and said she was amazing too.

Then it's time for the fourth match.

Their Tenya VS Mei Hatsume!

Both wore support items, but students of the hero course normally can only wear them when they have a petition like Aoyama.

However Tenya explain passionately how Mei said they should fight equally and that's why he agreed to wear them, this moves Midnight and she accepts it.

During their match, Mei takes the opportunity to advertise her support equipment and items.

After ten minutes of cat and mouse, Mei, feeling that she has effectively showcased her support gear to everyone, walks out of bounds.

Tenya wins as a result of this action, but he is not pleased with Mei using him for her own purposes.

"Tenya's earnest, so she probably said some things that sounded good to get him on board.", theorized Izuku shaking. "Hatsume's not just honest, she will also use any means to reach her goal. Amazing!"

Michi had an eyebrow raised and nodded along.

None of the two noted how Ochaco stood up and walked away.

Now comes the Fifth Match: Yuga Aoyama vs. Mina Ashido.

"I hope Mina wins, Aoyama goes on my nerves.", confessed Michi to Izuku.

"Don't tell me, it's because he is French and you Italian?"

"I plead the fifth!"

"Michi-Kun!"

The battle begins with Aoyama firing his navel laser at Mina, but she secretes acid from her feet and uses it to quickly slide across the stage. 

Aoyama continues shooting beams at her, while Mina claims she already knows his weakness because they trained together during the Battle Trial. 

Mina keeps dodging Aoyama's barrage of beams.

After he misses a rather large shot, his stomach begins to hurt, and Mina seizes the opportunity.

She throws acid onto his belt, breaking it and causing his pants to drop. 

The girl takes advantage of the opening and finishes him with a strong uppercut.

She wins!

"God, it didn't need to see his underwear.", whines Michi and hides her face in Izuku's shoulder.

Amused he pats her head.

"There, there Michi-Kun, also you should get going, it's your turn now!"

"Oh right!"

With a quick cheek kiss to Izuku, who of course blushes, Michi raced down to the arena.

"Ares are you ready to face Momo?"

"Let's do it, whirlwind!"

"Now, we've got no time to lose! Let's move on to the sixth match!", announced Present Mich as Michi and Momo walked up the fighting stage. "Offense and defence in one body! The warrior princess is accompanied by the entity Ares! From the hero course, it's Massaro Michela alias Michi! Versus-- All-purpose Creation! She was admitted through recommendations, so her abilities are certified! From the hero course, it's Momo Yaoyorozu!"

Both girls stared at each other, thinking how to best beat their opponent.

Momo knew Michi was physically stronger than her she needed something to help her push the other girl out of the ring and also there was this new technique she showed during the cavalry battle.

Had Michi more surprises up her sleeve?

Michi and Ares just stared Momo down with their red eyes.

They formally burned.

N-No, I can't get demotivated because the two are so calm. I need time to create and then-

Then the battle started!

Surprised Momo gasped as Michi seemed to vanish, but the salmon-haired girl just ran as fast as she could towards Momo.

I'm sorry Momo, but this will be over!

Something hard hit Momo in the chest.

A fist!

Michi's fist!

The black-haired girl coughed and felt how some of her bones cracked and fell down on the floor.

Knocked-out.

Midnight waited a few seconds before she declared: "Yaoyorozu can't fight anymore, the winner is Massaro!"

"This was probably the fastest fight we have seen today. Massaro Michi and Ares are a force of nature!", shouted Present Mic enthusiastically, as Michi waved at the people celebrating her.

Momo was brought to Recovery Girl, even if Michi knew, she only hit the other girl where it was sure she could get knocked out.

Still, she felt a bit bad as she walked back to the class 1A tribune.

"Damn, your girlfriend is merciless.", said Ojiro to Izuku. "She didn't even bat an eye as she punched Momo out."

"Michi and Ares are the strongest Quirk Users I know. Even Kacchan can't beat her and he tried it often enough. I know she would win, it was not even a question.", answered Izuku, just to turn red and shriek. "M-Michi i-isn't my girlfriend, s-she is just my best friend."

"SUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!", chorused the whole of class 1A together.

"I don't believe you!", added Mineta.

That's when Michi returned.

"I hope Momo will be okay...so did I miss something guys?"

Izuku stood up and waved his hands around.

"N-Nothing, you missed nothing Michi-Kun!"

She blinked confused as she noted how Tenya and Ochaco were missing.

So she asked Izuku where they were.

He didn't know either, so the two searched for their friends.

They found them in the Player Waiting Room 2.

"Ochaco-Chan, Tenya!", greeted Michi as Izuku and her entered the room. "There you are."

Tenay bowed.

"I'm sorry I didn't watch your match Michi, I was worried for Ochaco."

"I'm sorry too, I should have supported you.", admits Ochaco ashamed. "How did it go?"

Izuku put a proud hand on Michi's shoulder, while she smiled at them.

"She knocked out Momo with one punch. Michi has qualified for the next round."

Tenya gave her his congratulations and Ochaco stood up to hug her friend.

Michi hugged her tight back and then took her face in her hands.

"So what is bothering you Ochaco-Chan, is it your fight with Bakugo?"

The brunette nodded.

In comfort, Michi took her hands and squeezed them.

"Ochaco-Chan, Bakugo may seem dangerous but when you know how to handle him, you can beat him. I did it often enough!"

Izuku nodded in agreement and showed her his hero notebook.

"Michi and I came up with a rough strategy, how you can use your Quirk to beat Kacchan. Please let us help."

Touched Ochaco looked at her friends before she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

She let go of Michi's hands and walked over to the door.

"Michi-Chan, Deku I admired you both so much. I keep seeing more and more amazing sides of you guys. During the cavalry battle, I thought it'd be easier to team up with friends, but now that I think about it, I might've been trying to rely on you two. That's why, when Tenya said he'd challenge Deku, it actually made me feel a little embarrassed."

The other started to protest, but Ochaco continued: "That's why it's fine. Everyone's facing the future and trying their hardest. That means we're all rivals, right? That's why, let's meet in the finals!"

Ochaco gave them a shaking thumbs up.

"Wait, Ochaco-Chan before you go!", Michi walked swiftly up to her and planted a soft kiss on her cheek.

The other girl blushed surprised, as the boys stared.

Izuku the most.

Michi didn't give cheek kisses to anyone.

So it had to mean something.

"This is not a good luck kiss, but a promise kiss!", explained Michi, her red eyes burning as she took Ochaco's hands and squeezed them. "I know you can beat Bakugo and you know why?"

"Why?"

"Because you are already an amazing hero. Your Quirk will demolish him."

Now tears gather in Ochaco's eyes and both girls hugged each other tightly.

"Break his fucking femur!"

"I will Michi-Chan!"

Both girls seemed to be burning like suns!

"Girls, breaking femurs is a bit too much!", told Tenya making his hand chop.

"Let them Tenya, that's a girl thing, I'm sure.", said Izuku. "Or at least a Michi and Ochaco thing."

After the boys wished Ochaco luck, the three who didn't fight got back to the tribune, while Ochaco had to face Bakugo now in the arena.

The match between Bakugo and Ochaco kicks off with Ochaco taking the initiative.

She lunges towards Bakugo, but he swiftly counters with an explosive attack.

As the dust settles, Bakugo attempts to seize Ochaco, only to discover that her jacket is all that's left.

Seizing the opportunity, Ochaco manoeuvres herself behind Bakugo to launch a surprise attack, but his lightning-fast reflexes allow him to fend her off with another explosive blast.

Despite the barrage of explosive attacks from Bakugo, Ochaco expresses her gratitude for his vigilance, as it enables her to put her plan into action - creating a distraction by manipulating the rubble using her Quirk.

She unleashes a meteor shower of debris, with the intention of launching a direct offensive using her Quirk.

However, Bakugo retaliates with a colossal explosion, annihilating Ochaco's meteor shower and sending her crashing to the ground.

Despite her valiant effort to rise, Ochaco's injuries overwhelm her, leading to her collapse.

Midnight attends to her and announces that Ochaco is unable to continue, declaring Bakugo as the victorious contender.

"GOOD FUCKING DAMN IT!", screams Michi. "SHE NEARLY HAD HIM! FUCK!"

The salmon-haired girl was standing up, waving angrily her fists around.

Izuku and Tenya can only silently agree.

And so the first round of the final was over and in the next round the Quarter-Final Round the matches were:

Izuku Midoriya vs. Shoto Todoroki

Tenya Ida vs. Ibara Shiozaki

Michela Massaro vs. Mina Ashido

Katsuki Bakugo vs. Eijiro Kirishima!

[rocketslacker]

I got tagged by @soul-cairn in like December and then forgor 💀But! Here's my top albums for last year! On the top we have albums that are "newer" additions to my ever-growing hoard of music. Most I knew already but hadn't gotten brainrot about.

Good Kid 3 by Good Kid - Easy pick and #1 in Last.FM just in general. A lot of my scheming this year has been w this one, my enjoyment of it skyrocketed much more in November but. Still. Fave here is probably First Rate Town, but it's very hard to choose. Mimi's Delivery Service and No Time To Explain are also great. They all go hard. In A Million Years by Last Dinosaurs - Last Dinosaurs in general has been very present in my playlists this year, the vibes are immaculate. Fave her is probably Zoom right now, but it zooms between that, Andy, and Sunday Night. Ground - I'm cheating w this one since it's technically a single rn, but it just genuinely changed my brain chemistry like nothing else had done in a few years. Banger. Middle is albums that have just been here year after year. Centésimo Humano by Mad Tree - Akaiitori tagged below introduced me to these guys and I haven't been safe ever since. Alquimia will always reign supreme, but I listened to a lot of La Ciudad Y El Humo and Rubí this year. Fear Is Fleeting by Puppet - MY BELOVED !!! Much like Ground altered my brain chemistry, this completely rewired my braincells. Like this just goes so hard, this is my EP, this is my everything. Fave here is Killing Giants by Puppet & Murtagh ft Richard Caddock !!! But also listened to a lot of Listen to the Storm. Immersion by Pendulum - There's always a lot of Pendulum, but I was surprised it was higher up than In Silico this year. I did listen to a lot of Encoder and Watercolour.

Last but not least, bottom three are albums that have been in my radar and I have been listening to for a while, but didn't get attached to until 2023. Danger Days by My Chemical Romance - A classic. Listened to it so much while working on stuff, I still can't name much of the songs from it since I was often away from the screen, but Planetary Go remained stuck in my head for a long time. I Know You Know Who I Am by Puppet - I'm still not too attached to a lot of the songs here, but it still broke through to my top 10. Here, my favourite would be Good Day, and My Own Thing. Yokohama always holds a special place in my heart. No Mal Que Dure Una Vida by Lika Nova - Also got introduced by Akaiitori, i got super bad brainrot during the summer with Manos Al Fuego and No Me Dejes Caer.

Tagging: @akaiitori @foolish-spectre @ovytia @incorrigiblyindecent @literalfuckingdragon @ayahoes AND everyone else who wants to do it!

[kylo-wrecked]

Horror themed sentence starter: ❛ there you are, my darling! ❜

A harbour full of ships stood as a tribute to the bustle of Singapore. Rows upon rows of them, coming and going with goods and people and the dreams of magnates sitting in high offices far from the open sea. Like its port, the city it was always moving. Writhing. Ebbing. Flowing. Layers upon layers of goods and people and dreams. The air was weighted by the equator. The streets were cleaner than New York. 

He’s in a cafe. His hair is longer. She wondered if it bothered him, to have it curl around his ears like that. She wondered if he knew he was being watched. If he knew that a man drinking a latte four tables away studied his every move. She wondered if he knew the man was armed. If he knew the trouble he was in.

She wondered if he still took his coffee the same way. 

His trouble smelled of red-ink and rubber. The kind that came in a sealed envelope with newspaper clippings, photos, and page six nicknames that were unkind but not, perhaps, untrue. There was a number too, attached to his mother. This wasn’t an assignment she’d normally be given. Special request. Drowned in red tape and red flags. It’d piss off her father. She’d accepted. 

His features were sharper than the fuzz of memory had allowed. Sharp, like words said on concrete streets and through mobile phones. Sharp enough to puncture. To wound. To maim. Sharp enough. 

She approaches from his peripheral; pressing the past down with training and stubbornness. The latte in the corner shifts. So did a cappuccino by the window. An unexpected inconvenience, dressed in silk. 

“There you are, my darling” her arm slips around him, hands moving the way lovers do. Her lips press to his jaw, tangling a whisper into the hair that curled around his ears. “Play along.”

There were other words she’d have said first, under different circumstances. Probably ‘fuck’. Probably fumbled over. She sits opposite him, gaze quiet and unwavering. “Are you ready to go? I have so much to tell you.”

For him, mornings were Kopi-O and kaya toast. Mornings were passing by barefoot women in front of Sri Mariamman Temple, as junior college students lined up for chicken rice lunch on the corner, and crows feasted from the nearby hawker center, barking at humans who dared intrude upon their trays. A walk. Chinatown stone, savory drafts from the bakkwa shops, sun. Solitude. Sequestration.

This late morning brings Ben to Clarke Quay, a cluster of rowhouses and boats splashed with the colors of the rainbow, a bobbing tourist trap. A good place to disappear, to observe unbothered, because his presence here, as an ex-pat, is rote. He can linger (behind charcoal Moscots) and languish (in washed linens). Without being watched, or so he thinks.

Ben should know when the hairs on the back of his neck prick or when the café conversation he's been scrawling bits and pieces of in a paper bag notebook takes a precipitous departure:

'She's Ah Lian.'

'No, she's just white, la. Only crazy rich Americans come to SG dressed like that.'

'Good looking Americans.' 

[Hokkien] 

'Ew, la! So crass.' 

The tone and volume of their conversation morphs again into something more delicate. Of course, Ben jumps. His heart jumps. He doesn't take the touch for a stranger's, but he doesn't take it well. Gripping his pen, jaw tensing into something slicing, eyes narrowing beneath the cirrus of dark locks he refuses to brush aside. Can she feel him twitch?

He leans his brawn (notably sparser, hollowed out by heat and a persistent dullness he can't kill) as far back as the wall and chair will go without him toppling it. Ben wonders if this is easy for her, if Brunnhilde might even take pleasure in the scheme. He doesn't wonder why she's here or meet her gaze. He stares into the coffee grounds at the bottom of his cup, reads his omen. A black scud of an omen.

"What a pity." Ben sucks his teeth and raises his eyebrows. "I was just on my way to see my attorney. Give me the elevator pitch, and he'll take it from there." 

Then he rises, stretching his long legs. Settles his bill with cash and his notebook on his person, lights a cigarette on the curb while he, unbelievably, waits for Brunnhilde until she joins him outside, rustling silk, lithe, lightly freckled shoulders. Briefly, he wonders how she's not sweating, if the fabric's supposed to cling to her navel, or if every inch of it's drenched. 

"Seriously?" Ben turns to her and lays his gaze over hers. Smoke on his lips. "I don't want to know who cleared this." 

His gaze is not quiet, though his voice is. Ben keeps it low. Exhales into the baseline resounding from Chupitos, the spider's web paned canopies, the mash of bodies, slippers, t-shirts, tudong. 

No offer to share the cigarette. No sea, no tangle of bedsheets.

"I'm ready to 'go.'" he says. "Shall we?" 

[devilmaycry3dantesawakening]

panty and stocking was far from the first anime i'd ever watched but rewatching it a couple years back after the second season announcement was my gateway into wrangling my ADHD long enough to actually start watching anime (and other shows) more often. if i hadn't watched it i probably would never have gotten so deeply into gunbuster or gurren or kill la kill or utena or anything else i've evangelized about on this blog for the last few years. so the funny vulgar gross saturday morning cartoon parody will always hold a special place in my heart solely for that.

[jcdedmemories]

Welcome to New York {LILIANA NUNEZ} !! They are a {55} year old {CIS WOMAN} who uses {SHE/HER} pronouns. They’re a {THERAPIST} who has been in town for {15 YEARS} living in {MANHATTAN}. When looking at {LILIANA} you automatically think of {BLACK SKIRTS/DRESSES, PIPING HOT TEA, NICE JEWELRY} but that probably makes sense since they also remind you of {GINA TORRES}. You can always hear {TELL IT TO MY HEART} by {TAYLOR DAYNE} coming from their place. Who knows what kind of trouble they’re going to get themselves into.

CHARACTER INFORMATION:

full name: liliana mae nuñez

nickname(s): lil, lili, lili mae

pronouns & gender: she/her. cis woman

sexuality: bisexual

age: fifty-five

relationship status: it’s complicated but single

birth date: april 25, 1969

birth place: portland, maine

time in town: fifteen years since 2009

occupation: therapist @ haggar-fox shelter

parents: rafael & briana nuñez

siblings: none

personality: witty, impulsive, personable, blunt

pet: pomeranian named skye

APPEARANCE:

celebrity doppelgänger: gina torres

height: 5'10"

hair color: brown

eye color: brown

FAVORITES:

color: maroon

non-alcoholic beverage: polar tangerine seltzer

alcoholic beverage: cabernet sauvignon 

season: winter

candle scent: midnight sky

book: to kill a mockingbird by harper lee

video game: n/a

tv show: real housewives of atlanta

animated tv show: n/a

movie: girls trip

holiday movie: a christmas story

disney movie: cincerella

pixar movie: finding nemo

disney original movie: n/a

candy: sweedish fish

chocolate candy: whoppers

Fruit: honey crisp apple

Vegetable: brussel sprouts

cuisine to eat: anything seafood

cuisine to make: omelette

genre of music: pop

artist: taylor dayne

song: tell it to my heart by taylor dayne

BIOGRAPHY:

Liliana was blessed in the fact that she never had to worry about not having enough food on her table. Being the only child to Rafael and Briana Nunez, they decided to treasure every moment that they had with their child. Liliana was a smart kid and it was no question that she was going to grow up and be something special. While her parents worked more blue collared jobs, they knew that she was going to go farther than they were ever able to. 

It was no surprise to them that she graduated high school at the top of her class and she was off to the university of Maine. They had a great psychology program and was so excited to pursue her dream of helping other people. While she wanted to help others, she knew that they couldn’t get help unless they helped themselves and heard the truth and that’s something that Liliana was never shy to provide, the truth. 

She completed her college degree and headed to Miami where she worked for a friend from college who had her own practice and she loved working with her best friend. The two worked well with one another, well that was until they fell in love with one another. She knew that it was dangerous to fall for the person that you worked with so Liliana decided to leave the practice and go work for one of the mental facilities that there were. They were great until her best friend and now partner had decided to leave Miami. Liliana felt like she was building a life for herself and she didn’t want to leave so the two broke up. 

Working in Miami for another few years, Liliana was getting bored with life and that’s when she went to Los Angeles to try something new. She was there for a few weeks before walking into their ex and the two of them picked up right where they left off and she was surprised at just how easy it was. The two resumed their relationship and even were engaged. Something big happened to her fiancee and they had to leave LA and return to Maine, leaving Liliana stranded once again. 

Everything reminded Liliana of their ex and she decided that she needed to do what was best for herself. So she packed up her things and headed for New York. She was excited for her new adventure and she decided to work for someone once again, but it always felt like there was something missing. She was great with her patients, but she felt like there was something more she could be doing. While Liliana was known to be blunt with people, it was something that they appreciated. She figured some people needed to hear the truth and she wanted to deliver it in an appropriate way. 

With the rise of LGBTQ+ individuals needing more and more assistance mentally, so she found the Haggar-Fox Shelter and since they were just opening up she decided that this was the best place for her. She was excited to be a part of something that cared about such vulnerable individuals and while she still helps others that aren’t LGBTQ+, she puts a lot of focus on the individuals that come and go from the shelter. 

[hardrockcoffeepot]

Love is not enough to carry a relationship

I hate this. I hate feeling like this. Thinking those things. Hate that its by far not the first time those thoughts cross my mind. Its this cold hand who crushes my heart. I love you. So much. But what if thats simply not enough? A year ago I would have never imagined that this could happen to us. I wanna scream to whoever is responsible for this. How fucking unfair it is. What we had to go through in this past year. I always tried to tell myself that it only makes us stronger. But if I am brutally honest, lately I‘ve been only thinking love shouldn’t be this exhausting. Months ago I told myself that I cannot carry this relationship, that it feels like im holding all the responsibilities in it. Desperately trying to make us work, balancing out my illness by pouring out my heart. Into you, into us.

I am so tired. Tired of getting hurt. None of my efforts seem to work. It rately feels like we are working towards the same goals. while my goal was always us. It just doesn’t feel like thats what you truly want. Sometimes I feel like you just sat down on this heavy rock, and instead of pulling it together I’ve been dragging you along, on top of it. I do believe you when you say that you love me. I think thats why you’re still sitting there if anything. But you got stuck right there. And thats where this stinging thought creeps back up again. that love isn’t enough. Love isn’t enough for you to get up and push the rock together. And even worse, love isn’t enough for me to keep dragging you along, because its just to heavy. I can not carry this relationship.

I so desperately wanted us to be partners, who share their weights equally. I wanted to be a safe place for you, something, someone who gives you strength. But it seems like Im actually the opposite. And for me its not any different. You used to be my shelter. I was so in awe with you, how with you everything just felt a little easier. Now I always feel like I have to shelter you. I am the responsible one. And I think that’s actually the worst part. That the way I see you changes, slowly. Everytime to you make me feel unloved, something cracks inside of me. I am so scared that at one point it will just be to much. And I will fall entirely out of love.

God I HATE this. This went from me beeing so overwhelmed and unbelievably in awe of you and how you made me feel so loved in the beginning. Something no one ever did to me. the way you looked at me , completely swept me of my feet. It was to good to be true, feeling so loved. It was so unsgrapable that thats how you felt when you looked at me. I so vividly remember La Palma like that. That’s when it truly really hit. You made me feel so special, just so loved. so fucking loved. Unconditionally. Like you were in awe with me equally. I truly thought you and me were the definition of invincibility.

In brussels it started feeling like I had to constantly fight for it. I feel like begging to be loved. Desperately trying to prove that I am worthy of it. And sure partly thats just because of my issues. But when you started sitting on this rock , you started sending mixed signals. Not leaving but also not fully comitting. As if you just sitting there should be enough for me. As if you not leaving me due to my ilness should be love enough to me. Oh how generous of you.really. Maybe thats truly all the effort you can give, maybe sitting there and not getting up to leave takes all the strength you have within. Or Maybe you’re secretly waiting for me to leave. So you don’t have to take responsibility, for giving up on me.Just so easily.

I don’t think you do anything of this purposefully.

I know your inner conflict is tearing you apart. You started to feel lost in who you are. But can’t you see its also killing us? You think locking that doubtful part away is in the best interest of this relationship. But its actually the reason we cannot seem to grow from it. You were never wrong for feeling those things, you were wrong for keeping them within, never giving me a chance to love you dispite of your darkness and insecurities. Maybe because you thought you wouldn’t deserve it. God was I always fighting for a lost cause this whole time? No one can ever say I didn’t gave it my all. Because I only ever saw the best in us. Oh the tragedy this actually is. we were meant to last cant you see?…

What if the reality is that we are both just not good for each other? I made you so unhappy and sad. which then led to you making me unhappy and sad. Its this viscious cycle we are stuck in. My love became this burden you carry. Trapped you in a life that you didn’t sign up for when you fell in love with me. And for that I am so incredibly sorry. I never wanted this to happen. All I ever wanted was for you to be happy. For you to be able to become the best version of yourself because of me. I wanted to be your shelter. Your rock. Your Joy. Your laughter. And then all I became was your sorrow. I dragged you down with me for this selfish reason I called love. You made me feel loved and I didn’t wanna give that up. Even when I saw you sitting on that rock, I was so determined not to let this go, let you go. That I was willing to carry you to wherever. But you didn’t really wanna be carried there. And its just fucking selfish of me dragging you with me. Knowing damnwell you just love me a little to much to leave.

[awanderingcanadian]

Cabo’s a Bust

Cabo San Lucas will always hold a special place in my heart. After all, it’s where my husband and I met, WAAY back in late December, 1990. However, having just returned here for two days, I don’t ever need to come back. In my mind, Cabo San Lucas in the early 1990’s was perfect: it was growing from 7000-10,000 people, but still it retained some small town charm. Unfortunately the introduction of cruise ships, timeshares, and the latest nightmare, the all inclusive, have completely ruined it for me.

We arrived on Saturday afternoon and took a walk around. I had brought with me some photos of my first time time here, (end of 1990), and I wanted to see how things have changed. Well, have they changed. Our favourite “go to” hotel closed a few years ago and sits abandoned. Downtown looks tired and tawdry, kind of like bad parts of the Strip in Las Vegas. Instead of colourful shops selling pottery and glassware, there are a plethora of small shops telling the same tourist crap, as well as the obsequious pharmacies specializing in cheap Viagra and painkillers, and strip bars. The beautiful, classy, low rise Hacienda is gone. In its place are high density, multi-million dollar places with their private beach. The small “public’ beach is full of beach club restaurants, packed with people, and you are harassed every two steps to buy something, from a boat tour to a bracelet. None of this is my scene.

The top left photo is Cabo in January, 1991. The other 3 are from today.

Wanting desperately to escape, we did the familiar walk out to the Sol Mar hotel. I loved this hotel, located on the Pacific side, where you could walk over the rocks to Lovers Beach, then enjoy a fabulous banana daiquiri and an amazing meal at the hotel. I was excited to return. I loved the white building and bungalows that blended into the rock. I loved it so much we named our place in the Yucatan Casa SolMar in honour of this place. Unfortunately, it is now “private property” where a guard stops you at the gate and refuses entrance unless you have a reservation. It’s a another big monstrosity, and so much for beach access. We were told that you could no longer access Lovers Beach from there either, meaning the only way to get there was to hire a boat. So…here we are, at one of most beautiful beach towns in Mexico, unable to access a beach.

I’m obviously not a fan of all inclusive resorts and here’s why: 1) the guests never get to experience the real culture of the place, 2) it kills any downtown/town centre as guests are encouraged not to leave the resort, 3) they alienate the locals. If you only have a week and want to “flop and drop” I guess I might get it, but you are enjoying the beach at the expense of the locals, the people who are serving you. I really hate that whole vibe.

As for those ‘elite’ resorts: shame on you. My money is good. In fact it’s much better than it was when I was welcomed there in my late 20’s and early 30’s because I now have a little more disposable cash than I did back then.

Ironically, the bright spot in my day came from walking to find the bus station and buying out tickets out of CSL to La Paz. The walk took us away from the tawdry downtown and into the real town: a place of clean streets, brightly coloured homes and regular people. One man said to us, “we don’t see many of you up here”.

I am disappointed in Cabo San Lucas, (in case that wasn’t clear from the tone of this post), but I’m grateful for the years I was able to be here, when, to me, it was at its best. RIP. Guess which two photos below were from 1990?

[marshmallowgoop]

the show kill la kill is mention to be unfocused and contradicting itself in terms of story and sometimes themes to be fair: its hard to tell what life fibers and clothing are meant to represent, its doesn't treat rape and sexual assault seriously(even in sences where it would like with raygo) the villains arent even the only ones who does those(look at mako's family and some weird bits of her and ryuko) and they will say one time in an earlier episode but contradict/forget it

Do the Life Fibers and clothing need to represent anything?

Considering possible allegory is valid, and I've certainly done a lot of that when it comes to Kill la Kill. But the literal text of the series, independent of any real-world metaphor, argues early in its story that a species thought of as malicious and harmful to humans can actually be a companion and friend... only to later state that this is only true when the species in question has been genetically modified to be partly human.

And even disregarding how I personally relate to and understand the show in real, non-fictional ways, I find this kind of story decision to be disappointing and sad. As I said last time, "I think a more fleshed-out examination of Life Fibers, where they're not just mindless, vicious beasts, would have provided a much more compelling plot—especially with writer Kazuki Nakashima consistently stressing that Kill la Kill is ultimately a story about 'a lonely young woman meeting and losing an irreplaceable partner' and his attempt to 'make a form of intimacy that transcends love and species'!" There doesn't need to be any metaphor for me to feel that way.

Still, I know that, in the end, Kill la Kill is largely a goofy comedy. But goofy comedies aren't automatically mindless, and I think this one has a lot to say (even if I often have no idea what that is). While I wish it went further and did more with many of the concepts it introduces, a part of me has to wonder if doing so would make the series something else entirely. Maybe my complaints are simply complaints that Kill la Kill isn't something that it's not and never aimed to be.

But I hope it's at least reasonable to wish that its Word-of-God heart—a love between species—was stronger. And, in my mind, even a goofy comedy shouldn't make light of sexual harassment and assault.

[mizuno-marmalade]

so i just binged sk8 with my older brother and holy FUCKING shit you guys new favorite anime cheeeeeeeck

[kunikidas-lost-glasses]

Songs/Bands and Artists I like which I think some of my favorite BSD characters would listen to, mixed with some headcanons about them but my music taste is all over the place and I have no real favorite genre

Chuuya:

Maneskin

ABBA (He and Dazai dance to ABBA since they were teens)

Taylor Swift

Doja Cat

Cigarettes After Sex

Out of Touch by Hall & Oates

The Smashing Pumpkins

Happier than ever by Billie Eilish

Go Hard (La.La.La) by Kreayshawn

He only listens to Mitski when he's drunk and thinking about Dazai

Dazai:

The Smiths

Mitski

ABBA (He and Chuuya dance to ABBA since they were teens)

Cavetown

Melanie Martinez

I think I'm gonna kill myself by Elton John

Maybe he liked listening to the Gorillaz when he was a teen

Girl in Red

TV Girl

TOP

In my head by bedroom

Billie Eilish

Oulala by Vunderbar

Bimbo Doll by Tila Tsoli

I don't know how to love by the drums

Lady Gaga

Shibusawa:

Bernadette and I come with Knives by IAMX

Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark

Swimming Pool by Marie Madeleine

Classical Music but he doesn't pays much attention to composers so he listens to a bunch of composers mixed together

Little Dark Age by MGMT

Electroforez

Hollow by Mr.Kitty

Freakshow by Punkinlove

Sigma:

Lady Gaga

Heart for Brains and I can't handle change by Roar

The Greatest and Chandelier by Sia

Mitski

MARINA

Cavetown

Melanie Martinez

Queen

Puttin on the Ritz by Taco

Greedy by O3eo

The Drums

Icicles by The Scary Jokes

dreamcore by Pathetic

Tchaikovsky

Hug me by Pharrell Williams and Trey Parker

Le Festin from the Ratatouille soundtrack

ABBA

Fyodor:

Tchaikovsky and a bunch of other composers like Beethoven, Mozart, Chopin, Brahms and newer classical music but Tchaikovsky is his absolute favorite and he can play a lot of his songs on his cello. He usually does this to calm down or get his head a bit free of all the overwhelming thoughts

ABBA

IC3PEAK

I come with knives and Bernadette by IAMX

Molchat Doma

Swimming Pool by Marie Madeline

Electroforez

Black No.1 (Little Miss Scare All) by Type O Negative

Who is she? by I Monster

No 13 Dance of the Knights by Sergei Sergeyevich Prokofiev

никогда by руслан утюг (because of Nikolai and a special memory aka this headcanon by me)

I just know that he would listen to gospel choir songs and church music but I personally don't listen to it

Nikolai:

Bernadette and Animal Impulses by IAMX

Lady Gaga

IC3PEAK

песня без слов and перемен by Kino

Imma Kill U by Insane Clown Posse

Butch 4 Butch and Inarticulation by Rio Romeo

Princess Castle, Yandere and Hello Kitty by Jazmine Bean

мы by дайте танк (!)

никогда by руслан утюг

бiблiотека by колос

Electroforez

Melanie Martinez

Gallery Piece by Of Montreal

Where's Your Head At by Basement Jaxx

The Smiths

Blow my Brains out by Tikkle Me

Queen

Marry by Alex G

Hurra Hurra die Schule brennt by Extrabreit (A old german song. The title means Hooray Hooray the school is burning and it's literally about some girls burning down the school. It's not brutal thought. It's a bit comedic)

Mircochip by Oliver Buckhard

Küss Mich by In Extremo (Another German song. The title means kiss me and it's about obsessive love)

Literally anything he likes. He has no favorite genres

Edgar Allan Poe:

Mareux

Queen

Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark

Cavetown

ABBA

The Cure (He probably loves The Lullaby the most)

Black No.1 (Little Miss Scare All) by Type O Negative

Mushitaro:

Queen (Because of his boyfriends Poe and Ranpo who always listen to Queen)

ABBA

Mitski

Elvis Presley

Murder in my Mind by Kohedell

Bram:

The Smashing Pumpkins

ABBA

The Cure

Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark

Vampire Smile by Kyla la Grange

Mixed classical music

Hug me by Pharrell Williams and Trey Parker (Aya made him listen to it)

The Smiths

80s music

So This Is Love from Cinderella by Ilene Woods and Mike Douglas (He often thinks of his old friend Lovecraft while listening to it but always scolds himself when he realises. Who can blame him tho. It's easy to think about old feelings when you aren't exactly able to do things on your own and usually lie around)

Genesis by Grimes