#life is so beautiful completely unironically

[devotion-disorder]

sorry for cluttering yall's dashboards with just a post of me screaming lol. i was just in a really nervous situation so i was doing anything on my phone to offset the nerves 😔

I also did the same on insta notes and bc of my icon it looks like Adachi is the one screaming inside LOL what if we had a breakdown. Together 💜

im also glad that it seems to have resonated with yall. even my irl friends getting in on the action

[heegyukeluv]

can't take it? (enha's hyung line) 

enha's hyung line when reader has high stamina and can go multiple rounds.

pairing: hyung line x afab!reader

my's note: unironically just thought about it and wrote it lol

warnings: established relationship, pet names (baby, darling, babe, angel, pretty) SMUT - so minors DO NOT interact!, implied unprotected sex (please, don't!!!), implied multiple orgasms, cowgirl, dirty talk, overstimulation (both), oral (f. receiving), fingering, lowkey nipple play, choking, belly bulge kink(?), they cum inside. lmk if i missed something!!!

wc (total): 1.8k

NOT PROOFREAD.

taglist 💖: @yvnempire, @marigold-sunflowers

Heeseung would see it as a challenge and force himself through it even though he's teetering on the edge of giving up.

“F–Fuck, Hee…” You cried out, your body jolting, exposed breasts moving up and down to your boyfriend’s hard and deep thrusts inside your dripping cunt.

You didn’t know exactly what to do with your hands as the overwhelming feeling grew in your lower stomach, indicating your second climax coming. Torn in between kneading your boobs and rubbing your own clit, you tried to give the best view to Heeseung.

But he wore an expression of intense focus, as if his sole purpose in life was to make you cum uncountable times. And to some extent, it was. His fingers were deep in your hips, holding you still as he just kept going, eyes focused on where you both encountered.

In and out. In and out. In and out.

Heeseung didn’t care about overstimulating you – or himself. No, definitely not. So when you announced you had your orgasm, he continued on thrusting hard, fast, deep, tirelessly hitting your g-spot with his sensitive tip, since he had already cummed two times as well.

“S’too much–” You mumbled, shaking your head, squirming under the pressure he held to keep you stay as possible. “Too– Much–Ah, fuck, Hee–”

“Take it.” He managed to say, voice hoarse, low, determined, though his body was starting to betray his primal will.

The slapping sounds flooded the room as a lascivious, beautiful symphony. Heeseung looked up to catch a glimpse of hooded eyes and fucked out expression. He smirked, feeling proud of himself for leading you to the edge of insanity. 

Your nails scraped down his back when he leaned closer, slotting perfectly in between your legs that wrapped around his waist, leaving red trails as you clawed at him for any sort of grounding.

“Hee, I c-can’t–!” Your protest dissolved into a broken moan when his thumb found your overstimulated clit, circling it in unwavering motions.

Heeseung’s warm mouth found place on your hardened nipples, playing with them by swirling his tongue around it and sucking just slightly, his pace never lacking, giving you an overwhelming experience of stimulus; you felt Heeseung everywhere. 

You winced, skin tingling in despair as you cried beneath him, a complete whining mess. You were loving each second, head spinning and your chest pounding strongly; your tongue quickly swept on the corner your lips to clean your light drooling and consequently tasted the salty taste of your tears.

Heeseung trailed his hot muscle up to kiss you, a hint of a victorious grin gracing his lips as he watched you lose yourself before him. His only objective was to tire you and win that fucking stupid inner challenge. 

“You wanted it,” he groaned, close to your ear. You whimpered, feeling another wave of pleasure crossing you. “Fucking take it.”

Jay would politely ask for a break ever once and a while, falling on the bed, panting, struggling to find words in between heavy breaths.

“Oh, fuck,” Jay grunted, his body trembling slightly, thighs burning after rolling his hips in an admirable constancy.

He had cummed one time already with you positioned in all fours, but he could feel his second orgasm just as close.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck–” he chanted, jaw clenching, his digits pressing your sides with a strength that got you clenching harder, knowing it would leave marks. You loved to be marked by Jay.

Under Jay’s sight, you looked extra gorgeous with your face down and ass up, rocking back and forth within each pound, moans getting lost in between the lewd slapping sounds. You could feel his balls smacking against your pussy, sending vibrations straight to your clit and a rush of delight towards your core.

“Jay!” You nearly screamed, but your voice got lost in the pillow you had buried your face. 

Still, your mouth fell open, the tears in the corner of your closed eyes smearing your makeup and staining the pillowcase, your hands fisting the bed as you whined Jay’s name.

Soon after, you felt his warm liquid filling you up again, your own release mixing with it and making a mess. 

Jay pumped a few more times to ride you in your high before dropping himself by your side, panting hard, body still weak due to the effort of pleasing you. He had his eyes fluttered close as he tried to regain his composure, air difficulty making its way down his burning lungs. He felt his throat dry and groaned when you turned his body upwards. 

“Just… A sec… Please… Darling…” He said in between ragged breaths and you giggled, grabbing the bottle of water on the nightstand and handing it to him, watching his neck moving as he drank on it.

After he finished and you drank a bit yourself, you shot him a glance. He quivered, eyes widening a little. 

“Want more,” you mumbled, straddling on the bed just to position yourself on top of him. “But don’t worry, I’ve got you,” and with a wink and a smirk mischievously dancing on your lips, you aligned Jay’s softened dick on your folds, starting to grind back and forth.

All he could do was to rest his hands on your hips and pray not to pass out.

Jake would be so tired after the first round but he mastered the art of making you cum with his tongue and fingers a few times before fucking you.

The slurping sounds echoed through the room as lascivious as the wet noises of Jake’s fingers. He was switching in between fucking you with his tongue and with his slender digits, the same ones that would curl on the exact shape to hit your sensitive spot.

You had no idea of how much you have cummed, your cries entering Jake’s ears deliciously and traveling all the way down to his leaking cock. 

He was so fucking turned on by your pretty sounds and your body searching for his own, searching for pleasure on his mouth and fingers. He could spend hours with his head buried between your legs; the pressure of your thighs against it was too good to dismiss, the sweet taste of your pussy melting on his palatar was addictive. 

Jake loved how high your libido was, nearly matching his own. However, he would be extra tired after having his orgasm, so he just learned how to get yourself done until he finished fucking you deep and hard.

“God, Jake– Your fingers– So good–” You threw your head on the pillow as your back arched, your hips grinding on his face and hands shamelessly. 

“Like my fingers, babe?” He asked within a grin, trying to ignore his aching dick screaming for some friction. 

Jake didn’t want to rut on the mattress, because he had a job to do and it was to fill you up with his seed after eating you out for who knows how long. His hands were messy with your juice, just like the sheets beneath you two. He couldn’t care less.

To have you, screaming his name just with his fingers and tongue was satisfying at most for him to worry about bed clothing. 

You nodded, lost into the blissful desire Jake provided so perfectly. You jolted forward when you felt his lips sucking on your clit, his fingers now far gone from your pulsing hole as he licked your folds, lapping his tongue with precision, nearly making out with your cunt.

“Cumming–” You whispered with a broken voice, just to scream after; the grip on Jake’s locks tightening, eliciting a moan from him. 

He chuckled, drinking from your arousal just like it was his favorite drink.

“Give me one more and then I fuck you with my cock, yeah?”

Sunghoon would match your energy. If you can go for a whole fucking night, so does he. 

“Yeah, ride my fucking dick, baby,” Sunghoon moaned, brows furrowing with how warm and wet you were around him, swallowing every centimeter of his shaft.

You were on top of him, bouncing, riding, doing anything that gave you the euphoria of being fulfilled. Both emotionally and physically. 

Sunghoon definitely loved you, and the biggest proof was when he started doing gym just to match your stamina in bed, now able to follow you throughout the whole night without tiring too much. He could do it just fine before, but he wanted to be sure he was giving you the best. Always.

“Fucking shit, so good,” he bit his lip, smirking, admiring the view of your boobs jumping as you tried new ways to pleasure yourself, his eyes wandering each curve of your body. You felt his dick throbbing inside you. “My baby is so good, feels so good,” he said in between moans as his hands gripped your hips to help you.

You decided to grind back and forth, the last two orgasms helping to ease the movements; your lips were parted chanting Sunghoon’s name like a beautiful, addictive mantra. 

He could feel how you started to squeeze his dick in no time, his finger sliding towards your clit to give just enough of friction. 

“I love your cock–” You slurred, drunk in Sunghoon’s scent getting all over you. The feeling of his hard length nearly destroying you inside was too good not to vocalize. “Love it so fucking much– So big, so deep– Mhm…” You sounded… delighted, as if you were experiencing the best sensation of your life – and you were. 

Your exposed neck as you threw your head back invited Sunghoon's long fingers to wrap around it gently, just to give a light press that interrupted your airways to work properly for a few seconds. Your mind entered a haze of ecstasy, one that got you accelerating your riding almost instantly and seeking for your release as soon as possible.

The coil in your stomach tightened, and at some point you started to notice you could feel Sunghoon’s dick in there as well. One of your hands gave away the support you found on his chest just to press your belly, provoking Sunghoon’s hips to buck forward as he felt the slight pressure. 

“F–Fuck,” he stammered, letting go from your neck and clit to hold you still on top of him, starting to thrust frantically. “Cum for me, angel– Cum with me.”

As if a command, your moans increased the volume, so did Sunghoon’s thrusts, until you came all over his body, your juices mixed with his seed coating his dick and part of his stomach.

He gave you nearly seconds to recompose, maneuvering your body to lay back on the bed. You both smirked, because you knew what was coming. 

“We’re in for a long night, pretty.”

[satorusluver]

JJK men and petnames

Nobody asked for this, but here are the pet names I think the JJK men would call you (and also a couple other fluffy thoughts):

Gojo Satoru - Satoru LOVES petnames and basically never calls you by your actual name. It's always baby, honey or sweetie, but he also likes to call you cringier names like sweetcheeks (and no he is not referring to the ones on your face), hot stuff, future wife. Fr though he absolutely and completely unironically starts calling you wifey once you've been together for awhile even if you aren't married yet. Loves when you call him hubby back. Will do that thing where he thinks he's in trouble if you call him by his actual name because he's so used to you calling him honey or baby instead.

Nanami Kento - He is pretty reserved when it comes to petnames. If other people are around, he'll just call you your name (unless he sees Satoru get too flirty with you, in which case he'll come up behind you, rest his hand on your lower back and greet you with a "hello, darling" to subtly remind Satoru to back off), but when you two are alone he almost always calls you sweetheart, darling, or dear. Sometimes in the morning when he's feeling cuddly and sentimental to have you next to him he'll call you his angel while he pulls you into his arms and kisses your forehead oh my god I'm soft.

Geto Suguru - I don't think he's that big on petnames actually, but he does call you babe, and sometimes princess when he's teasing you. But I think he mostly shows his affection in "practical" ways -acts of service like doing little things to show that he's thinking of you or helping you with a task, or by talking about the future and making plans with you in mind.

Fushiguro Toji - Whatever you have with him, it's not gonna be high commitment (if you've seen the Barbie movie, you're basically his Long Term, Long Distance, Low Commitment, Casual Girlfriend lol). He also sometimes calls you babe and princess -especially if you're at least a few years younger than him, again mostly to tease you. He might even call you "little girl" if you're short and/or years his junior just to get under your skin. He likes when you give him an attitude back. But his other pet names have to do with how physically attractive he thinks you are, so he'll call you "beautiful" or even "sexy." Will absolutely greet you with a "hey, sexy" when he shows up at your door probably for a booty call.

Kamo Choso - This man is soo sweet, he thinks you're the light of his life and will tell you as much. He mostly refers to you as my love or just "love", but sometimes also sweetheart and darling. That being said, I think his love language is more physical touch than anything else (although more subtly than Satoru, who would be all over you all of the time if he could). He loves to walk arm in arm with you when you're out together and will frequently give you pecks on the cheek out of the blue.

[captainkirkk]

✩ WEEKLY FIC ROUND-UP ✩

All the fics I’ve read and really enjoyed in the past week-ish. Reminder: This list features any and all ratings and themes. Please look at tags and warnings on ao3 before reading.

Miraculous Ladybug

Open My Eyes by buggachat

Adrien smiles as he eats breakfast with Nathalie, smiles as he walks through the halls of his new lycée, smiles as people stop him on the street and tell him time and time again what a "hero" his father was.

(Adrien wishes he could've been a hero, too. He should've been. Maybe then his father would still be alive.)

(But he's surviving. Everyone may be treating him as though he were made of glass, but he can still go through the motions, he can prove them wrong, he can still smile.)

“And you’re… happy,” Marinette spoke carefully, a nervous tilt to her voice, “... right?”

(Adrien has some things to find out.)

DC

the good, the bad, and the power hungry by konan_konan

dim trake ☑ @timdrakeceo・8hr if one more person tweets about #superlex unironically im gonna end it all 391K Views | 200 Retweets | 13 Quote Tweets | 22.1K Likes

j-son of a bitch ☑ @jsntdd・8hr ↳ replying to @timdrakeceo hurr durr these are the consequences of ur actions bitch 201K Views | 109 Retweets | 4 Quote Tweets | 18.4K Likes

or: lex luthor makes bad choices. and then, so does everyone else.

call me cute and feed me sugar by suzukiblu

Tim Drake had absolutely no intentions of ever becoming anyone's sugar daddy when he met Superboy.

This would have worked out better for him if Superboy had ever had an actual legal identity or an actual legal guardian or just . . . literally anything whatsoever in life. Ever. At all.

Just a bank account, even.

how big, how blue, how beautiful by merils

Kon-El is not good with medical settings. One could even say he's quite bad with them. How bad, exactly?

Well, let's put it this way: Very few things in the world can make him scream for Superman to save him.

(Superman will save him. That's what family's for, right?)

Clone Wars

The Kenobi Chronicles by WobblyCat

General Kenobi isn't actually dead. Someone should really tell that to his troopers, though.

Or: The clones under General Kenobi's command have a groupchat dedicated to him. Cody wishes his subordinates weren't so fucking stupid.

SVSSS

Shen Yuan's Forced Shen Qingqiu Redemption Arc by SpicyReyes

The System's OOC function won't unlock all at once - instead, character traits have to be added individually, through quests. This leads to Shen Qingqiu having to jump through endless hoops just to complete enough side quests to unlock the ability to be a decent person - all while avoiding the effects it has on those around him. If only the cheapskate System wouldn't keep changing the cost of point values - he needs to know what the hell Yue Qingyuan told the others about him that makes them all look so sad when he does manage to be nice! He's breaking his back here, can't we just appreciate his work?!

second-hand alibis by nex_et_nox

"All right. I’m in Proud Immortal Demon Way," he says, once he's had a chance to compose himself again. He sits back up, tossing his stupidly long hair back over his shoulders where it belongs; he is totally calm and ready to grill the System for more information.  "Who am I supposed to be?" Please please please don't let it be someone who Bingge violently murders. Though given the fact that he's a man in PIDW, his chances are already skewed, and not in his favor. Ugh. [Bound Role: Shen Yuan, Rogue Cultivator. Weapon: the sword Heng Li. Starting B-points: 100.]

or: Shen Yuan transmigrates as a rogue cultivator, one completely unconnected to any canon characters or events. Right, System? Right?

[five-one-two-station]

Everybody should have their own fun, and this isn't trying to harsh anybody's buzz, but I find the impulse to make your own cutesy/badass Replika oc doing funny or heroic or badass things a little odd. Like, that character you designed as a super badass soldier, or well-armed and armored steely eyed cop type... who would they have been built to fight or police exactly? Remember who all those guns and weapons were intended for use on?

I know we're all sick of discourse over who "gets" the game, and I'm by no means scolding anybody for something that harmless, but what's interesting to me is the sense that designing overtly "cool" Replika personas and OCs, complete with the propaganda poster style imagery, feels a little...

I mean, bluntly, it's like the in-world propaganda worked, unironically, on some level, for many people. Kolibris aren't scary, they're whimsical and fun! Storches aren't notably cruel enforcers and chain gang drivers, they're Protektors! Falke isn't a camp commandant, she's a beautiful angel!

The Replikas aren't cool and heroic figures in the reality of the game. They're the carefully crafted organs of a system of control so dreadful it could do what it did to Elster and Ariane. They're victims to that system themselves too, sure - and humanising them is a nuanced and valuable observation of how totalitarian regimes maintain themselves - but that doesn't negate the fact they're also the ones who operate, enforce and perpetuate it, a big part of what the game knows and communicates about such societies. It's notable that the game makes it clear few, if any, of the Replikas actually buy into the Nation as an ideal at all - they enforce it no less pitilessly anyway, incapable or unsafe to imagine anything else.

Their affectations, pasttimes, trinkets, and even affections for each other, all serve to draw a stark contrast to how callously they regard the gestalts they keep suppressed. Their disposability is something they're conscious and fearful of themselves, but fail to recognise as a commonality with the people they brutalise every day, their business as usual. The only grief, tragedy or suffering they acknowledge is their own - they have no regard for any such things in the humans they have... well, dehumanised.

But S-23 Sierpinski was such a hellhole for most of its denizens under "normal" conditions that the nightmare it becomes is arguably an improvement; if only because there are fewer people left now to suffer it. There's a dark poetry here - because the place's banal cruelty is "off camera" to us, it's very naturally less real to us than the grief of the crying Eule. It's only natural, too, to forget how grim the Replikas' purposes are when you don't have to see anyone endure the brunt of it.

And isn't that the very same effect a state like the Nation is seeking in the first place, by disappearing people away to such dark little corners to have it done? In our world, no less than that one.

That works like a kind of propaganda too, not being able to see it - a propaganda of hidden things, as powerful as any poster. A space that's been intentionally left blank.

Kolibris are literal thought police; they intrude on people's very minds, interrogating them to death as a matter of course, with hardly a care either way. The various Protektor classes are functionally concentration camp guards and slave drivers. Falke and Adler are overseeing what amounts to a gulag, one so unimaginably awful Ariane preferred to spend years of her life alone in space to the prospect of being sent there, and inevitably worked to death, far underground.

I think there's a reason we never see one of those posters for LSTRs in game. How could we be asked to forgive our own if we ever did?

[ai-the-broccoli]

I DIDN'T NOTICE YOU RB'D THE DEATH NOTE ASK MEME uhhh. 23 and 24 maybe?

ooooh thanks!!!

23. what was your favorite moment and why?

"oooh that's a very hard question" ...is what I might've said, if this wasn't the light yagami animanga series and light yagami makes me insane. uhhh. I do have several though, if that's allowed.

(update: when I said "several" I meant uh. a lot apparently. whoops)

favourite line / favourite moment in a "holy wow this is amazing thematically": the. y'know. "Tell me, Light, from the moment you were born, have you ever told the truth?" line in the anime rain scene. yeah. holy fuck that is amazing because I LOVE that sort of thing. as far as character traits go, there's like nothing I love more than characters that are liars who lie lyingly (multiple types of this apply). it's truly, truly the best.

favourite moments based on what I repeatedly rewatched immediately following my first watch of the anime: there are, uh. three (in no particular order)

light goes home from the entrance ceremony, incredibly stone-faced (like 😐) the entire way -> gets home, gets up the stairs, opens the door, shuts the door, sits down on his chair, suddenly starts shaking -> blows up "Dammit! He got me! Damn L! I have never been so humiliated in my life!" (even Ryuk comments internally that he's never seen him lose his composure so much) -> suddenly laughs and calms down talking about how it's a battle of wits now and he'll make L trust him and kill him, with his own hands if necessary. i rewatched this several times in a row which was definitely very normal of me.

look at him. grumpy but in like an extremely restrained way (his face is even hidden). until it breaks completely in the next page lol

the last episode. light trying so hard not to laugh/smirk in the warehouse, then he reveals himself as kira (a lot of laughing), and he loses and falls pathetically, shouting for kiyomi and mikami and misa after matsuda shoots him, and then runs in the beautiful sunset, passing his younger high school self by, and seeing a vision of L before he dies on the stairs. all this is great and i did an immediate rewatch of this episode after finishing it

the Relight scene where Light laughs on top of L's grave soil. it's conceptually fucked up in an amazing way that really really appeals to me. murder and grave desecration are really romantic/beautiful/erotic on principle.

as you can see I am very normal. as you can see I am a very normal Light Yagami fan. one of those two statements may be unironically true, but the two statements inherently cannot go together. anyway this particular selection of scenes totally doesn't actually say anything about me right but anyway I'm right those are totally the best please torture light some more everyone

favourite moments I didn't immediately repeatedly rewatch/reread like that but are still my absolute top favourites:

The entire first episode because DAMN did it hook me completely very, very fast. I did NOT know there was going to be Faustian contract + god complex&general big ego + everything else in one in this little and very infamous character known as "Light Yagami". my expectations were blown instantly and I got obsessed with DN right away

L and Light declaring war on each other over the live broadcast and L asking and taunting Light/Kira to kill him. amazing. it was really... gay. sorry I can't think of a better word lmfao

L's death scene oh my god. GOD I loved (and was really really amazed/impressed by by) Light rushing to him at once and basically lying on top of him for a second, so that he will die in his arms. GOD. it is SO. like yeah this is literally my favourite sort of thing holy shit it is amazing (it's to gloat to him and to declare victory before his death, and it's to pretend to the Task Force too, and yet it seemed like such an instinctual reaction really that I think his first instinct really IS to hold him in his arms before he dies. this is really good). and the dramatic performance afterwards. I love it

on a COMPLETELY different note. JESUS CHRIST I love Soichiro's death scene actually. because holy fuck the multi-layered irony. I really love it. actually I think I wrote about that scene long before I even really wrote anything else about DN. alright here:

idk if I still 100% agree with my initial impression but it should still overall hold and MAN. I definitely loved it (<- fan of irony) (<- extremely, extremely normal Light Yagami fan) (<- fan of Soichiro also, to a lesser extent)

favourite moment that gave me a lot of thoughts when I'm reading the manga: (even though I already first watched the anime and this stuff is also in the anime)

the moment where Rem is like "okay I will kill L" and Light, person who has been plotting this exact murder for ages, is like. Oh shit. he'll die...? which is. man. Light sure is Light

like look at his face here!

favourite manga-exclusive moments:

Light not considering killing Sayu. Light asking Soichiro to promise him to come back alive with Sayu. that scene afterwards where Soichiro is at home thinking he should die. (at least I think those weren't in the anime?)

the manga ending is also good

I like that the manga tells us he lost weight and has nightmares due to using the death note. (it possibly has happened to anime light too but we don't get to see it)

not a "favorite moment" exactly, but while the scene is beautiful I don't like Misa dying in the end despite how much I adore everything else in that episode, so I like that Misa doesn't canonically die like that in the manga

favourite anime-exclusive moments:

rain scene and footwashing scene yes obviously

everything about Light being "haunted" after L's death. aside from the aforementioned Light dying scene, I really like the anime

I love the anime ending too

also hmm this might be a less popular opinion, but personally I also love some of anime Light's characterization tidbits that differs from the manga (e.g. first episode). I would say it's because it's maybe very slightly more relatable for me but that probably sounds wack lmao so

favourite moments based on how comedic I find them: (not including ones I already included in other sections) DN is such an amazing comedy I'm not even kidding

the whole handcuffs thing oh my god. homophobic misa moment. I didn't think she'd actually call him gay, but there it was. also just fken. buddy. L??????? why and how and in what world was there an absolute need for this totally normal, totally appropriate, absolutely most safe and most ideal method of interrogating criminals. I was laughing because god. that's not even. yeah okay I'm happy with it but LMFAO YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS. and Light just easily went along with it

the... the... first date scene. I was like oh my god c'MON you two. I didn't think something like this would be so like this in the actual canon manga. first date where Misa is being thirdwheeled while Light and L sit together chained together and then they focus all energy on talking to each other and then they get into a fist fight (date activity) all over the room. combined with the later dunking on matsuda. this is LITERALLY how a fucking sitcom goes at this point.

the anime's footwashing also. not the scene itself necessarily but just the fact that it fucking exists between lawlight and is. Like THAT????? lmfao like what the hell

ALSO the. fken. Matsuda fake death scene lmfao it was so wack in retrospect

live Ryuk reactions + "hey Light can we play Mario Golf? can we play Mario Golf Light? come on let's play a match of Mario Golf"

man I can't even include all of it here because Light Yagami is so entertaining to me in 85%+ of all the scenes she appears in in one way or another like his existence itself is peak entertainment to me. it's entertaining when Light is humiliated and it's entertaining when he's succeeding. and like I mean, he's the protagonist of the whole manga / show, and I mean I can't list every moment in the series can I. lmao

favourite moments that don't have light yagami in it: I'm sorry everyone else but I am especially obsessed with light. as you can see. however I love many other characters too

Kiyomisa dinner kiyomisa fighting !!!

(technically this includes light but) matsuda shooting light

misa being unexpectedly smart (compared to her wider reputation) (the higuchi car scene! and others) is also nice

idk if it makes sense but. the scene where Rem and Misa mention the way a Shinigami can die, and Misa admits to thinking about killing Rem like it's. just very Neat. I like the vibes here and Misa is very beautiful (related to the dialogue about love and killing. yeah)

also!! I love the meronia moments

and then I recently got myself into soichello so actually yeah. the soichiro mello scenes too. very good

24. any headcanons you want to share?

uhhhhhhhhhhh hmmm. man what's a headcanon I haven't properly shared on tumblr before, and also isn't like a take that is shared and often discussed by tons of people around here already?

... fine okay let's do this finally.

neurodivergence + mental illnesses headcanons

[disclaimer: please read this post first. if you disagree, you can skip over this and skip to the next section!]

aside from OCD and autism, imo Light has NPD with some ASPD traits, and also bipolar. this is because the way his mental illnesses are is like. I feel represented lol. (not as in I have every one of those things I listed, but I probably have some/most of them, and the combinations are interesting). even though this is unfortunately Light Yagami. but I really like him for that too tbh because man. I don't get to see that stuff often. (like idk how to explain it. even though I'd never even remotely pull that kinda stuff because of differences in personalities, values, background, abilities, and manifestation and degree of symptoms, etc. however some of his mannerisms sometimes feel right on point e.g. I feel like the way he is like sometimes gives me depression + hypomanic/manic vibes, in a way where I can see myself in him if it makes sense lmao)

on that note Misa 100% very BPD I agree. I wanna say on top of autism, L also seems to have some ASPD traits imo. Near is autistic but I think that goes without saying lol. Mello has like... C-PTSD and/or NPD. and then this probably not a very unexpected take, but Matsuda has ADHD or audhd vibes. OH and! Soichiro also very much has OCD and autism, imo.

other headcanons:

not a hot take, but Mello and Near are both nonbinary and/or genderqueer (and/or otherwise trans, if not applicable) to me (could be transmasc or transfem, not necessarily transneutral; I could see either or any direction among those, although I would say I lean toward seeing Near as transfem and/or nonbinary, and Mello as transmasc and/or genderqueer).

Light is demi, and has had a covert superiority complex about not feeling attraction unlike his peers (like. you can view him deciding to use porn mag reading to prove himself as a normal teenage boy as indicative of his subconscious? mental association of his more "normal" peers as, like.... unfortunate horny perverts. in a way. if that makes sense) I know how it feels because I was kinda like this in grade 6-8

man I definitely have other ideas too but I'm drawing a blank at the moment partly because it's late and I still haven't eaten lunch lmao. I will continue to post my thoughts and headcanons in the future, so tune in by clicking on the subscribe butto- *gets shot*

ask game

[sariahsue]

This is the outline of a story I will probably never write. (I’ll never write it because it doesn’t really have an ending. It just… kind of ends. You’ll see.)

The prompt I stared with was “Note,” and it’s Adrien’s point of view. Have fun with it.

So, they just shared identities.

He, of course, begins with a romantic spiel, which is overwhelming for Marinette, especially considering everything that's just happened. She's the most awkward mess he's ever seen in his life, so he stops.

She doesn't give the response that he is expecting, just gives him a thumbs up and says, “That's… nice.”

He doesn't know that she meant it unironically, but she comes across as totally disgusted and only being polite because she doesn't want to hurt his feelings.

For the next few days, she's a tongue-tied mess around him at school and on patrol and during akuma attacks. A complete disaster, as Marinette would say.

But he can tell she's trying to communicate something the whole time. He tries to help her spit it out by encouraging her, and being patient while she tries to talk. Maybe offering her a pencil and paper. (Which he doesn’t explain and only serves to make her confused.)

While he's listening, he tells himself that he has to get over her. But seriously, she's the most adorable thing he's ever seen. Probably the most adorable person on the entire planet. And the most creative and courageous and selfless. (insert dreamy sigh) 

He gives up very quickly on trying to get over her. He's never going to get over her in a million years.

She must figure out what the paper and pencil are for, because it ends with her giving him a handwritten note. It's a beautiful love note, and he loves her so much, and it's mushy, and the end.

[flower-boi16]

Helluva Boss: A Show For "Mature" Audiences That Isn't Very Mature

Something that's very funny to me is how Helluva Boss is an adult show, meaning that its supposed to be mature, and more mature than a kids show. However, the show really isn't that mature when you really think about it; sure, it's supposed to be viewed for mature audiences, and It by no means is for kids at all but...HB is really just the superficial version of mature. The show constantly crams in gore, swears and sex jokes all the damn time as a way to just appear edgy. It's not mature as in "it has mature and deep messages and themes" its the superficial version of mature, the type of mature that's just "let's shove in a bunch of swears and sex jokes into this show so people can KNOW its for adults!".

The show feels like its trying so damn hard to be edgy and crams swears and sex jokes into its dialogue because its an "adult" show. 70% of the dialogue in this show is awful because of the amount times it feels the need to shove in swears and sex jokes into every single line the characters say. It feels like the show is just..trying to be edgy with no substance to it. The only really mature theme HB has is Stolas's sexual desires for Blitz...but now its just completely dropped as Stolitz is suppoused to be seen as a healthy reletionship for some reason.

A majority of the villains are very one-dimensional Saturday morning cartoon villains too. HB feels like a show that's just overly obsessed with being edgy so it can come across as "mature". And while you can technically say that HB is mature as the show isn't exactly for kids and is aimed towards adults, again, its only the superficial version of mature, the show isn't really that mature in terms of its actual writing.

But here's the REAL kicker here; the shows I primarily enjoy watching are kids shows on Disney Channel, and...well, lets take a look at the themes and messages of these shows aimed towards kids that I've seen, shall we?

Gravity Falls: Tells a story about growing up, and how, while growing up may seem hard, you don't have to grow up alone, and that even when you grow up, that doesn't mean you have to let go

Amphibia: Tells a story about three girls who are all heavily flawed people in a toxic friendship. Ends with a message about change and how while it may be hard, sometimes; things change, and you need to accept that.

The Owl House: Tells a story about a girl who was ostracized for her whole life who was able to make real connections with others and find a place where she truely belongs.

Ducktales: Has an old man rediscover the value of family after pushing away his loved ones after losing his niece

Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur: Has an episode where the main message is that you should stand up for your community, and how you can make your voice be heard no matter what.

The Ghost and Molly Mcgee (SPOILERS FOR THE FINALE): Final episode has a beautiful and mature message about how you should spend your life to the fullest, take risks and not be afraid or play it safe, and has a character go and spend his life to the fullest when he becomes human again

These "kids shows" have more mature and thoughtful messages and themes as well as better writing than this "adult" show. Helluva Boss has me groaning and getting frustrated at all the bad writing and wasted potential in its second season. Meanwhile, Amphibia's second season almost gets me to cry not once, but twice. These shows have more compelling and nuanced characters than HB, they don't constantly try to coddle them and absolve them of their mistakes, rather for some of them, they make the characters actually grow as people, something HB has NOT done at all.

Helluva Boss is an adult show, yet these kids' shows not only have more nuanced characters than it, but they are also unironically more mature than HB despite being shows targeted towards a younger audience. Its extremely funny to me how Viv said that HB is "Bojack Horseman with demons" when HB is less mature than kids' shows that aired on the Disney Channel.

Helluva Boss isn't a mature show, it's just an overly edgy one.

[joshfutturman]

ੈ♡˳ 'home' josh futturman x gn!reader

summary: arriving in the year 2000 brought along a host of new challenges for josh, and intensified the ache for a home he can never have again. but maybe, there's a chance for him to find that feeling again, in you. (1.4k words) tags: set at the end of the series, angsty for josh, kinda silly, from josh's perspective, x reader, cute, first meeting, for the 'timetravel' prompt for josh promptober.

josh knew it wasn't going to be easy, but he foolishly never realised how very hard it would be - to come into a world that wasn't meant for him. or. . . at least, not this version of him.

it's like, loading a save of a game you played years ago and forgot to come back to, trying to navigate a world that's familiar yet so fucking alien at the same time. and there's no free lives this time - he hopes he won't need them anyway.

yeah, everything was fixed. or, well, supposed to be.

but he can't help but feel like he got the short end of the stick. seriously, like what the fuck? no family - no, actually he had a family, just one that wasn't aware of his existence and if they did become aware of his existence he was sure they'd die. or something.

life is difficult, but josh is still grateful. there could be no life to live, after all, if he hadn't sacrificed what he did. he can't complain, shouldn't. but. . .

well, he's lonely. plain and simple. he feels like he doesn't really fit in with the crowd here, his jokes are too far advanced - can you believe it? and he can't bring himself to crawl back to early 2000s humour. fuck no. he might still unironically use XD's but rofling is a step too far.

it's all. . . too much, too different, and he kicks himself for ever complaining. he saved everyone, right? he finally put things right, wasn't he supposed to be happy?

josh guesses, but if this is what happy truly feels like then he doesn't want it.

video game stores were kind of cool though, finding all this retro shit that would go for thousands of dollars on ebay. . . maybe he could become a millionaire that way, hoard it all and then buy a yacht. would be kind of cool. he's lost in thought browsing the playstation two section. . .

when he sees you.

and fuck, he's not sure he's ever seen someone so. . . so. . . pretty? handsome? no, that's not the right word. beautiful. that's it. you're beautiful. and he's- shit. he's staring, you've caught him staring. fuck, he's a creep.

but to his surprise, you smile, turning back to the screen in front of you. you're posted up at one of those display boxes, testing a game. looked like resident evil - code veronica? but he couldn't be sure. he'd never tell anyone this but he got too freaked out during the first zombie cutscene in the classic that he never completed it, or any of the sequels.

augh, that smile though. he's sure he's blushing, he must be. it stirs up a feeling he hasn't had in a while, though he's not sure he can place what that feeling truly is.

your concentration is admirable, the focus in your gaze undeniable, it's like your lost in that world. . . maybe lost isn't the right word, you're not lost, not like he is.

josh is too chicken shit to do anything about the feelings you stir up within him, but what else is new? he sighs and exits the store empty handed, there's plenty of time to hoard retro games. . . or, josh supposes they're not retro right now. future retro games? is that a thing? man, his head is fucked.

when he returns a few days later, it definitely isn't in the hopes of seeing you again. he just. . . likes to browse. the same games. over and over. the stock isn't new. but he likes it that way, the familiarity and- yeah, he's bullshitting. he definitely came here to see you.

and there you are, posted up at the display box once more, hands firmly on the controller, resident evil on the screen.

his palms are sweaty, and his knees are most definitely weak. but he steels himself, he has to say something, right? like, this isn't normal. you've been on his mind constantly and he'll kick himself if he doesn't at least like. . . say hi or something.

hi is fine, hi is enough. he'll be proud if he can say hi.

"hey."

good start. you look up at him and smile.

"nice to meet me."

FUCK.

"i mean, no - shit, i mean nice to meet you. uh. fuck, sorry." josh fumbles over his words, cheeks immediately blazing a deep pink. this was why he'd vowed to keep to himself in this world, cause he can't help but fuck things up no matter where he goes or what he tries. it's inevitable, he just can't get shit right.

to his surprise, you laugh, a soft laugh, not a 'haha you fucked up you're so stupid laugh' that josh is so accustomed to. no, it's a sweet laugh. one that has his stomach doing flips.

"nice to meet me too," you grin, pausing the game as your eyes meet his, properly this time.

he can't help but smile in return, a big smile that takes over his whole face. he looks kinda goofy, but he can't help it. josh glances to the game, "saw you playing this the other day - uh, not that i was watching. or like, stalking, or anything. . . i mean, i just - i was here the other day and you were here and you were playing this and i noticed and now i'm back today and you're here and so am i-"

your eyes widen as he rambles on and on, seemingly not able to stop, until you speak up, "yeah, it comes out in a few months and i'm a big fan of the games and i know the dude who runs the store, lets me kick around most of the day."

josh is thankful for your intervention, he'd probably still be rambling if you hadn't. "yeah? it's a pretty scary game to wanna play so much." he smirks, though he knows he's probably just exposed that he's a bit of a pussy when it comes to horror.

you shrug, looking back to the screen, "i dunno, there's something kinda. . . comforting about it, y'know? i can get kind of lost in it, and claire's just as clueless as me when it comes to figuring out what the fuck to do."

his eyes widen a little, watching as your eyes scan the screen. this was your escape, coming back to the familiarity of it all. he can sympathise with that. maybe you're not too different after all, and maybe he's not as alone as he thought he was. here he is, a stranger to this time, and someone who's born here is having as much trouble as he is navigating the world.

"never. . . saw it like that before i guess," josh hums, looking to the screen with you, "is it stupid of me to ask if you like games, then?"

you laugh once more, looking back to him and his crooked smile, "maybe a little stupid, yeah, i like games."

he stuffs his hands in his pockets, feeling his awkward laugh spill out, was he really gonna do this?

"would you. . . i dunno, maybe wanna hang out at the arcade or something some time?" josh tilts his head. god, you were so cool. he'd be content with just getting to know a little more about you. it would be nice, he thinks, to finally have a friend again.

and. . . you're staring. shit, did he mess up? he shouldn't have asked. it's weird. you don't even know each others names for christ's sake.

but if he could peer into your mind, he'd see that you're actually shocked that someone noticed you. you've been coming to this store for years, idling away, in your own world. and this guy noticed you, like really noticed you.

"i'd love to," you admit, softening your smile further, "it's a date."

his eyes widen, you agreed. you actually agreed. holy shit! yes! this was awesome! a date? holy fuck!

"a date." he agrees, cheeks hurting from smiling so much.

and josh begins to wonder if somehow he can finally begin to have a place in the world again, a world that wasn't meant for him. even in his own timeline he felt lost, nevermind a timeline that was never meant to house him.

he hasn't felt 'at home' in a long time, not since that day. he's homesick, almost all the time. all he wants is to belong.

something about your smile feels like home. the warmth of it, void of any judgement.

maybe home doesn't have to be a place. maybe, he thinks, home can be a person, too.

[wolf-feathers12]

Hey, I saw your post about your fears of being percieved as a fandom tourist or a fake fan. Let me tell you one thing first. Fuck all those people that use these works unironically! Seriously, fuck them. Secondly, everbody has a different way of interaction with the material. Some read all the books they can get their fingers on, some only paint, some read articles on the wiki, other listen to podcasts. There is no way that makes one a better or lesser fan. Every way is valid. What is important, is how you interact with other fans. I would call anybody that is like "My interpratation of the lore is the only valid one" a "fake fan", but not because of their existent or non-existent knowledge of the lore or what they do (painting, reading, gaming, etc.) but because of how they treat others. Your headcanons are just as valid as others. And if your interpretation of characters differs from others, that's okay. Just don't act like yours is the only valid one. As long as you respect others you'll be fine. There will always be people with widly different interpretations of the lore. That's the fucking beauty of this HUGE universe. Sure, you should acknowledge that your knowledge is from the lore and how you see some characters might not be "lore-accurate" but again, as long as don't act like it is and don't attack others for their different interpretation, it is fine. Just do you, be a decent person, and have fun. Fuck everybody else who wants to take that fun from you. (And the block button is your best friend. Blocking somebody whose opinion differs wildly from you and you can't deal with it, is the best course of action. I have blocked so many people. Not because they were "bad" but because I just can't deal with their interpretation. And for my peace of mind I just block them. Curate your circle of fandom. Here on tumblr you can do that. Twitter and reddit are a completely different thing and I do know why I avoid them...)

Just observe the golden rule for life: BE A FUCKING DECENT PERSON! 😁

(One little advice though, Lexicanum is a LOT better than the wiki 😉)

Thank you so much. ಥ_ಥ

Y'all are all so kind omg

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

Hobie stans hear me out:

SpiderPunk x SpiderPosh

I like the idea of a SpiderPosh.

He's a kid, born into money. He was born with a silver spoon up his ass and has been to private school all his life.

He got bitten on a fancy school trip. He has a fancy East End accent and drinks tea with his pinky out. He wears polos and ascots and Calvin Klein underwear unironically.

Hobie meets him and it's like 'ugh fucking hell' cause growing up in London he's come across his fair share of twats

But instead of being stuck up - SpiderPosh is just... Totally innocent and naive in nature.

He's the complete opposite of Hobie - coming from a 'utopian' universe like 2099. He genuinely thinks bigotry is horrifying and unfathomable. He hears about the things that happen in Hobies universe and he's just - floored.

Not only that, but he's concerned. It upsets him. Despite his looks and nature, Posh is extremely firm in his belief in justice, and kindness, and fairness.

To him, the thought of homelessness, and poverty and bigotry is gutting.

The more he knows about discrimination the more he hates it. The more he wants to help.

That's how he starts idolizing Hobie -

At first Posh is entirely intimidated by Hobie, with his bright colors and jagged edges. Whereas Posh is like the pages of a perfectly printed hardback novel.

He's afraid Hobie might hate him, or think he's a poseur. But he still tries anyway, apologizing for even bothering Hobie.

At first, he just asks what his anarchy patch means, and when Hobie tells him, Posh can't help but be dazzled.

A world without leaders, without borders, without poverty or excess. Posh tells him the idea sounds beautiful.

"I think we could do it - humans I mean. It's possible. We all want to do better, we just have to hold ourselves accountable. I'd give up a lot, for a world like that. I'd know we'd all sleep better at night, am I right?"

"Yeah," Hobie tells him. "You are."

Posh plays the interaction on repeat. Thinking about how Hobie explained it so easily, and stood on it so firmly.

He didn't know why his hands would sweat at the thought, even hours later.

And Hobie keeps it in mind too.

Later, he comes to Posh, giving him a book on Anarchy - told him it was due back at his universe's library in a couple days. But he'd figured that maybe a Posh would want a read.

Posh enhales the book in that time, reading over the pages Hobie had dog-earred, the scraps of paper stuffed between the pages with Hobies handwriting and thoughts.

The day the book is do back Posh gives it back to him, and the two send their entire lunch in the Society Campus food court, spilling their thoughts.

Posh thinks he's amazing. He tells him so.

Hobie thinks he's benevolent - a reminder of the good in the multiverse, the true good, the people worth fighting for.

Soon, he starts pestering Hobie, eager to pick his brain - asking for protesting tactics, and how to get people to listen.

Hobie is a happy teacher, always patient, and always fun. He's Posh's favorite type of person. So entirely him, that Posh could never seem to forget how other worldly he seemed.

When Posh learns about Hobies blue laces, to be honest, he's shocked. If anything, he's a bit upset. None of which surprised Hobie. He knew Posh was sheltered, altruistic to a fault.

But it's not that Posh is disgusted with him.

If anything, he's worried sick for Hobie.

He's asks him if he wants to talk about it, or unpack it, or if he's still processing it. The thought of Hobie killing someone, and then living with it everyday scared Posh. Hobies still a person.

But Hobies mostly over it.

Posh understands that sometimes things need to be done, but he still wonders how Hobie carries it with him. He doesn't bring it up anymore though. Hobie has made it clear it isn't a venting matter.

And-

Sure, Hobies rock sounds like the sounds of cars being compacted to Posh, but he likes supporting Hobie.

Posh plays classical violin and piano, and although he and Hobie basically never play together - Hobie, a fellow musician, loves Posh's technique and the complexity of his pieces.

Sure they're the exact opposite. Sure Posh eats pizza with a fork and knife - and Hobie has to teach him how to eat it otherwise - but deep down they're fighting for the same cause.

They have the same values and views and love for the world. They'd both die for freedom and equality.

And they are in love yes they are gay boyfriends. Sheltered Posh gasped at the word queer, and when Hobie explained reclamation and the power in the word - Posh saw the light and now they're two radical gay lovers who do radical queer things

Theyre like those old couples that lie in bed next to each other in reading glasses doing wordcross or knitting before bed except it's Hobie and Posh in matching pajamas reading praxis and discussing the history of anti-capitalism in the west

Hobie and his cute kind boyfriend Posh

Okay say hi to my new oc y'all eventually I'll give him a real name a posh snooty name but until then

Punk and Posh

[swallowtail-ageha]

lady Maria 1, 2, 3

Eheh as the self-proclaimed lady maria scholar i am gonna have fun here

1- Why do you like or dislike this character?

I wont be shy to admit that literally the first thing that drew me to her character is that she was hot lol, but then i played the old hunters myself and started genuinely loving her as a character.

A big thing for me i guess is her whole presentation? From the patients crying for her to give them mercy to the doll face reveal to the thrown rakuyo. Its slow and gradual and permeates the entire latter half of the dlc and really impresses the character in your head lol.

Also i like that she isn't the token Good guy of the old hunters, but it's shown that she too Kinda Sucked, Really

2- Favorite canon thing about this character?

Her massive guilt complex and cowardice! And like unironically

Maria's whole character is defined by wanting to do better and leave "savage" systems behind only to end up enabling equally as bad if not worse ones and just deciding to leave when her hands are irremediably blooded, and without making a serious effort into changing things from inside

She feels guilty about being a cainhurst kinght? She goes to the hunters and byrgenwerth to help humanity ascend, also desecrating her (STILL FUNCTIONING) ancestors tombs

She ends up committing genocide? Well, she'll turn to the healing church to help ascension through less brutal means

Those means imply the brutal torture and abuse on the humans they experiment upon with few useful results? Can't take it anymore and kills herself

She is dead? Well. Now she is in torment nexus for having eviscerated a pregnant god and she will try to cover up her mistakes even if it means debasing herself again to cainhurst blood thecniques and enabling the suffering of innocent people who were also drawn into the nightmare.

Her life is a complete spiral. She is so frog-getting-boiled core, my beautiful princess with every mental disorder.

Also a favourite detail is that there is a grave with a lumenflower on it literally on the clif that faces kos' corpse. She did monstrous things, and was pretty horrible in life, but that doesnt mean she didn't care about whom she hurt. Its a very small, but powerful moment to me

3- Least favorite canon thing about this character?

There isn't really anything about her character herself that i specifically dislike, but i guess it is pretty blatant that she was a last addition/retconned into the lore, and was less thought as a separate character herself and more a last ditch attempt to explain the doll's true identity and compose the character together with the dead apprentice in the workshop.

I also really really wish they added more explicit weight to the narrative about her being a vileblood/cainhurst woman aside from excuse to use flashy blood-flame moves (i mean. I certainly have many headcanons regarding how that affected her relationship with great ones and ascension but those are headcanons and nothing confirmed)

Ask game here

[gamequeenanya]

The Hardest Part - lee Michael, ler Phone Guy

Summary: After Sister Location, Michael tries to grasp a sense of normalcy. And yet, after everyone in his neighbourhood has shunned him, the strangest man still sticks by him. Can he cheer up Michael, or are his methods too silly and childish?

…

Michael looked at the man in disgust. What was wrong with him?

Though Scott had been afraid of Ennard, and hid away from him, now he came to talk to Michael like he was a normal person. Like Scott didn't see a difference between the living and the undead. Like the most unironic Halloween maniac he'd ever seen.

Scott just looked back at him with worry.

"Mike…? A-are you alright…?"

He looked away. Of course he wasn't alright! He'd not only lost all of his beauty but also his humanity in only seven days! How does one recover from that?! Yet when Michael looked at Scott again, he felt a rush of worried feelings. If Scott got too close to him, he'd probably catch some sort of disease! Even though Michael had used formaldehyde to preserve what remained of his body.

"Scott, please. Stay away."

Stopping, Scott looked at him sadly.

"Mike…" He tried. It was hard to think of what to say. What could he say that could help him, and not offend him after going through a situation like this? What could Scott possibly say to comfort him, when he didn't even know close to what it was like…? He looked down at his hands. How could he know the pain Michael was going through when he'd been rescued from Freddy's without a scratch? He knew pain and suffering but it didn't even come close to-

"Please Scott. Look at me…" Michael tried to make it known what Scott was doing with his eyes. If he had any expressions left. "Do not touch me. It-it is dangerous… At least, can you wear some sort of protective suit?"

Finally seeming to understand, Scott nodded.

…

Now they were on the couch; Michael wearing the clothing he always wore, a purple sweater and black pants. And Scott wearing his regular clothes, with a hazmat suit over it.

Scott had wrapped his arms around Michael in a hug.

It had felt strange to Michael. Someone showing him affection. He felt he deserved to be hated and despised, given how his father had treated him for most of his life. How his whole family had treated him.

He tried to enjoy the show on screen. But he kept thinking of the strange man beside him, which distracted him from the show. They sat in silence after it was complete. There was no more popcorn in the bowl.

Michael noticed Scott hugging him closer, and hugged back. As expected, Scott was a cuddlebug.

"You are so sweet." He said with a soft smile. "Why are you so sweet?"

He shook his head. Honestly he didn't know.

"I'm not sweet, Mike. I-I'm kind of scummy actually…"

Mike rolled his eyes.

"You really think that after all we've been through? After you saved the trapped souls, let alone me?"

He playfully pinched Scott's side.

"Eep!" Scott squeaked. Then he smirked. "Oh really, Michael~ You're really trying to tickle me, when I'm wearing this suit?"

The yellow hazmat suit was rather thick. Mike didn't think about the consequences of his actions and how Scott's suit would prevent him from retaliating. He laughed nervously.

"Ah! N-no hard feelings…?"

Scott pounced, wiggling his fingers all over Michael's sides.

"AHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAAA! NOT THERE!" He cried, squirming. He'd always been extremely ticklish, seeming to inherit both parents' tickle spots. It wasn't fair! "HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHHAHAAAA COME OHHOHOHON!"

"Awww, poor Michael! Way too ticklish for your own good~!"

He tickled up his ribs slowly, in a rhythmic up and down motion.

"HAHAHAHAHHHHAAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAAAHAHHAHAA!"

"Hmm, I wonder if your armpits are bad?" He carefully swirled double digits in both armpits at once.

"NAHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA! MEAN!"

"Am I really mean, if you were the one who thought up this technique…?" He questioned.

"HAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAA! COME ON!"

Scott frowned, noticing he couldn't tickle Michael's stomach or bellybutton anymore. There were a few other things he wanted revenge for… But it didn't matter. Michael still had plenty of other spots! He gently skittered his fingers on the sides of his neck.

"EHEHEHEEHEHEEEEEE!" Michael scrunched his neck up, big grin on his face. Scott stopped for a bit, wondering where to go next. Michael caught his breath and waited in anticipation. It was always fun to see what Scott was planning.

"Hmm… Oh, I know!" He said with a breezy smile. And suddenly he was at his feet, taking his shoes and socks off.

"Hahahah, wait-wait-!" Michael begged, covering his face.

"Hmmmmm? I'm waiting…!" Scott teased.

"Hahahaha, you're so weird!" He laughed, holding his sides.

"You too," he said affectionately. And he wiggled his fingers over Mike's right arch.

"AHAHAHHAHAHAAHHAHAAA!" He doubled over in laughter. Scott continued to tickle there until Mike begged him to move to the other foot. He was more than happy to oblige, now tickling all over the left sole, and tickling between his toes. "AHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAA!"

"Hm. Isn't it strange that in English, we have individual names for our fingers, but not for our toes…? Mm. I don't think that's fair."

Michael giggled and laughed more, not liking where this was heading.

"I think we should name our toes too!" Scott said firmly. He wiggled Mike's pinky toe. "I think we should call this one Jeremiah!"

"Seriously?! Hahahaha!" Mike laughed.

"Yeah! And how about we call these ones Mike and Scott, after ourselves?" He wiggled the toes that were next in line. Mike giggled, still squirming. Scott thought for a bit more. "And how about… Uh…"

Mike got distracted a little and tried to tickle Scott's neck a little.

"Hey! Haha." He glared at him playfully. That was all the warning Mike got before Scott sat on his legs and skittered his fingers all over both soles at once.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAAAA! I'M SOHOHOHORRY!" He squealed, though he didn't feel sorry at all.

"As I was saying! I think the next toe should be called Clara. And the big toe is Vlad!"

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOOOOOO!" Michael cried.

Finally, Scott got off of him and offered him a hand to help him up.

"Thank you…" Michael said, catching his breath. He pulled himself back onto the couch.

"Need some water?" Scott offered him. Mike shook his head.

"I-I'm just confused…"

"Hm…?"

"Those names you chose. They're from a TV show, aren't they?" He guessed. "Do-Do you watch The Immortal and the Restless too?"

Scott nodded with a grin. "It's my favourite show!"

He pulled himself onto the couch as well. Michael put an arm around him and flipped channels to find it. Perhaps they weren't so different after all.

(The End)

[borisbubbles]

Eurovision 2024: #22

22. MOLDOVA Natalia Barbu - "In The Middle" 31st place

Decade Ranking: 78/153 [Above Anxela, below La Zarra]

Inconsistency strikes again! Let's talk about Moldova.

I'll be honest - "In the middle" lives up to it's title. It's so... mid? mid as in "mediocre", not "median". It's uninspired generic ethnopulp, a massive downgrade from "Fight".

And yet, it's always been a notionally funny entry for me. It started at the NF, where Natalia beat Valeria Pasha and the two IMMEDIATELY entered an embittered, catty fued (the type you'd see on Big Brother between the first and second boot), where Valeria, who had won the televote, accused Natalia of bribing the juries and the TV station to declare the tiebreaker in her favour.

And then TVM came with these receipts:

ACCUSING NATALIA OF CHEATING WHILE SHE WAS CHEATING HERSELF ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

Additionally, "In the Middle"'s chorus -the lyrics are otherwise 90% jibbertalk disguised as English- read like a Japanese water demon commanding her children into contentment. Oh to hear these sweet words be performed with barely restrained menace.

I WANT YOU TO BE HAPPY ALL OF YOUR LIFE 👹👹👹 MY BEAUTIFUL ANGEL MY WORK OF ART 👹👹👹

YOU WILL BE HAPPY DAMMIT!!! YOU WILL BE OR ELSE I BRING OUT THE BAT WITH THE NAIL IN IT!!!

Other than that, :crickets: I had nothing to give Natalia, and she gave nothing to me other than the hope she wouldn't get into the way of Raiven's qualification.

But then she showed up in Malmö making FACES AND GESTURES, and it was SENDING ME.

and then she proceeded to be swallowed up by an LED backdrop, the pure unfiltered distraction of PRETTY COLOURS, VOTE FOR ME!!!

(except for the wings they were HIDEOUS)

It was fairly emblematic of Natalia's psyche and attitude towards the song - she genuinely thought she had something good on her hands ♥ DELUSIONAL CRAZY BITCH ♥

Fortunately the ONLY way this entry works as an enjoyable piece is if you see it as a crazy lady doing weird smarmy things on the stage against a cute-creepy backdrop, and that ticks it off as "Good Filler" to me. It's tame for Moldovan standards but, yeah I could dig it ironically, and even unironically sure. She needed to NQ and she did, so no complaints from me.

Once she NQ'd Natalia showed her TRUE Oni colours by ranting about HOW THIS CONTEST IS NOT ABOUT SONGS, IT IS POLITICAL, and provided her elimination as evidence. This ofc... makes her even more of an ironic fave :GASP: bet ur shocked. Like the zionists that posted splitscreens of Eden and Bambie capped "has there ever been a more obvious showcase of Good vs Evil?", she was technically correct and yet so deeply mistaken due to a complete LACK of selfawareness. ♥

In Natalia's mind she was robbed because she wasn't A NUDIST OR A DEMON.

In reality, she died because her song was irredeemably hopeless and she tried to patch it up with expensive LEDs ♥ She died *because* she attempted to divert attention away from her song while competing in a song contest and wasn't in a position to be carried by her flag ♥ RIP my sweet unselfaware delusional queen ♥

THE RANKING

[wrongcaitlyn]

need more apollo and darren lore to see if i can relate them to back to december

you can ONE HUNDRED PERCENT relate them to back to december if you just ignore the tiny detail of them not breaking up in december (but like, who cares because it’s the VIBE that matters and in this case the vibe is definitely accurate)

i will definitely be adding more apollo and darren lore…let’s just say… archery world championships happening soon…. olympics in one year…. kayla’s an icon mastermind…..

but! some little notes in specific relation to back to december

i know you may think this is apollos pov, but after looking over the lyrics again to refresh my memory… it’s from darren’s perspective. 100%

I'm so glad you made time to see me / How's life? Tell me, how's your family? / I haven't seen them in a while

apollos family!! not referring to his dad. duh. but darren’s prob just talking abt like the 1-2 times he met will and austin as babies, he hasn’t seen them since so “a while”…. sure darren, that might be a bit of an understatement

You've been good, busier than ever / We small talk, work and the weather / Your guard is up and I know why

small talk is SO real with them. they’re so awkward esp rn. they don’t know how to talk to each other. apollo says “nice weather we’re having” completely unironically and darren responds “oh yeah it’s nice”

cue silence for like 2 minutes until apollo asks how his coaching is going and more and more stilted conversation

AND!!! they’re both busier than ever!! apollo returning to being employed (kinda? i mean, he has a job so) and darren with olympics being next year

Because the last time you saw me / Is still burned in the back of your mind / You gave me roses and I left them there to die

i don’t wanna spoil exactly how they broke up… bc me and wronghuntress had like an hour long convo abt pollen lore a few weeks back and. guys. when i tell you i am SO fucking excited to write it‼️‼️

HOWEVER. this line. is very. very. very. fitting. from darren’s pov that’s all i’m saying hereeee

bc ik in one of the other chapters i said that apollos like “i ruined his life” and he DID but also like. it’s messy. it’s so very messy.

So this is me swallowin' my pride / Standin' in front of you sayin' I'm sorry for that night / And I go back to December all the time

not technically in front of him but!! the phone call!! abt kayla!! him swallowing up his pride, and there wasn’t necessarily an apology for the… things that happened, but it’s a step forward

It turns out freedom ain't nothin' but missin' you / Wishin' I'd realized what I had when you were mine / I'd go back to December, turn around and make it alright / I go back to December all the time

change it to march and make darren a singer instead of an archer and this would be one of his songs😭😭

These days, I haven't been sleepin' / Stayin' up playin' back myself leavin' / When your birthday passed and I didn't call / Then I think about summer, all the beautiful times / I watched you laughin' from the passenger's side / And realized I loved you in the fall

god… this timeline is actually SO real. if anyone’s making a pollen playlist out there (i should probably do that when i have timeHDKDJD) THIS SONG‼️‼️‼️

anyway ofc apollo is associated with summer in darren’s brain… and also apollo def thinks of summer too when thinking of darren :)

and oh yeah, ofc apollo’s in the passenger seat. bro probably grew up with drivers and doesn’t have his license.. rip sun chariot!!! (he gets his license eventually, ofc, but only bc it’s to drive will to school)

I miss your tan skin, your sweet smile / So good to me, so right

But if we loved again, I swear I'd love you right

i mean, do these even need to be explained? well darren, i can assure you that you WILL love again. it’s what we all need

okay so. i can’t really. explain the rest of this stuff. but here are the lyrics that stand out to me SOOO much because of how they broke up. that is all i can say for now!!

And then the cold came, the dark days / When fear crept into my mind / You gave me all your love and all I gave you was goodbye

And how you held me in your arms that September night / The first time you ever saw me cry

thank you so much for the ask!! it’s been a while since some pollen content but i swear it’s coming soon :))

[evilmagician430]

also i found an old notepad document from 2023 where i listed some headcanons about the acachallas and i feel like most of this stood the test of time so i feel good about posting

gonna copy and paste under the cut because long

3 FUN FACTS ABOUT MY VERSION OF EVERY CORE MEMBER OF THE ACACHALLA FAMILY

PAPA, ???, HE/HIM

>trans man but he always forgets hes not cis. gets confused when he goes to the bathroom

>hes the only one who genuinely knows how to cook. gertrude and billy help sometimes

>mysterious. nobody knows how old he actually is, just that he's... old... nobody knows his exact country of origin, although he's certainly latino and probably has some indigenous roots, and nobody knows who his favorite child is, just that it's probably not spencer.

GERTRUDE, ???, SHE/HER

>has naturally grey hair from old age; still dyes it back to that reddish orange atleast once a month.

>still has her old costume from when she was "the crowbar"

>she has a crowbar on the wall behind glass for emergencies... to be opened with her other crowbar, which is only for breaking open the emergency one. neither of these are the crowbar she usually carries around.

BILLY, 23, HE/HIM

>knows how to make a meal called "crisp-e bites" which is just wet slices of lunchmeat fried individually on a pan

>can sew pretty decently due to needing to know basic stitches to sew skin back together during surgery or whatevar

>genuinely enjoys playing video games like collectathons and 3d platformers, especially licensed property video games, much to the chagrin of his brother, who has to set up the older games for him because billy isn't the greatest with computers. the only game they both unironically enjoy is finfin on teo the magic planet.

SALLY, 22, SHE/HER

>collects both barbie and bratz, and obviously my little pony. probably would also be a monster high collector.

>probably the closest in the family to spencer, but they're kind of frenemies. they share some interests and a lot of things in common but are completely opposite in all other ways. on a day when they are friendly with eachother, they can often be seen watching my little pony cartoons or playing dnd (dungeons and dolls)

>age-regresses often, can be as young as 6 years old.

SUE, 30-something (i forget), SHE/THEY

>has a condition called hypopituitarism, which in her case involves a deficiency in growth hormone and thyroid stimulating hormone. among other things, it causes her to be very sensitive to the cold, which is why she almost always is seen wearing a ski-mask, save for the summertime and while she is asleep.

>resigned from the police force shortly after being adopted by the acachallas, and renounced her entire life prior to the event. doesn't want to talk about her past.

>most "human" of all the acachallas, in a literal sense. her status as a human is debatable at this point; after being around the acachallas for too long one begins to lose their humanity.

SPENCER, 17, HE/IT

>transmasc and trying not to add to the list of things that make him queer. after realizing almost nobody in his family is cishet, though, he starts repressing less and realises that he's nonbinary (because gender is stupid and illogical as a concept anyways so therefore he is above it), otherkin (reclaiming his past of being abused and treated as less than human, like a pet) and also probably bisexual. this epiphany was also due in no small part to meeting mabeline.

>that said, he has always been openly objectum for as long as he knew of the concept. he doesn't think this makes him gay though, because, quote, "computers are big beautiful women."

>spencer is a recovering anorexic and he struggles with unhealthy eating habits. he is the smallest acachalla.

BONUS FACT FOR SPENCER ONLY:

>really really good at internet piracy and video game emulation. he learned the skill to play the touhou project series, and now he's the designated movie obtainer for family movie night. he loves his homebrewed 3ds and other older consoles but he hates nintendo as a whole, and does not play mario games because they are "overrated" and "i'm sick of seeing that guy"