#listen. liiiisten. just listen

[panzershrike-pretz]

Almost rebloged a Band of Brothers post to the Nerdy Prudes Must Die tag

That would've been fun-

[icequeen-07]

Comfort tag!! I was tagged by @theartofdreaming1 (thank you <3)

Comfort Movie: Labyrinth. Its my favourite movie lmao. Has DAVID BOWIE. The Princess Bride as well.

Comfort Food: Chicken Alfredo! Its really easy for me to make and its one of few dishes I can manage to eat a lot of

Comfort Clothing: anything of my boyfriend's lol. Usually one of his flannels or his fav Jurassic Park shirt that somehow found its way into my wardrobe :3

Comfort Song: Goes with comfort movie, its my favourite song of all time. As the World Falls Down by David Bowie. I'm hoping to get some of the lyrics tattooed!

Comfort Book: Tiger Eyes by Judy Blume, The Princess Bride (again lol), and Cinder from the Lunar Chronicles! Its three but I'm not gonna pick between em

Comfort Game: .......Until Dawn. I just,,,,,it was one of my first big games and I love it so goddamn much. The TERRIBLE yet hilarious dialogue? I haveta, its a staple.

Tagging (if anyone else wants to as well :D): @amynchan @queenofbaws @love-fireflysong @bazwillendinflames @citrinediamondeyes and @encyclopika !!

[holdmecloser-gandydancer]

Kravitz creeps through the brush, holding his bag in his hand rather than risking it snagging on a branch. Traveling off the road isn't his preference, but he's been finding the main drag less and less hospitable by the day. He swears it feels like people are just trying to kill him.

Probably because many people are trying to kill him.

Listen. Liiiisten. In his defense, how was he to know that the king of the Silvered Isles was such a poor sport? When you hire a bard for your thirtieth birthday celebration, you have to assume some good-natured slander would happen. It's in the oath you have to take at your coronation, Kravitz is pretty sure.

So he's trying to lay low.

This does mean, unfortunately, that he can't just mosey into the nearest town, charm his way into a nice, discounted room in a tavern, and wash his face. His choices of lodging currently include a tree, a damp cave, or the actual fucking ground.

He's so absorbed with his dreams of a hot shower and a feather pillow that he hardly remembers to try and keep quiet. It's hard, though, what with all the roots doing their damndest to trip him.

But the knife at his throat helps him refocus.

"Stop right where you are," A voice behind him orders. Presumably the voice holding the knife.

Kravitz holds his hands up. "Please. Please, I promise you, whatever you're being offered, I will double it," he breathes out. It's a lie, he can't afford to come close to what the king is offering for his head, he's got no fortune to speak of and his mother’s minor nobility is in title only. But if he could just get this person to stop trying to give him a choker made of his own blood, maybe he could get the jump on them.

"Turn around," the voice orders.

The blade comes away from his neck and Kravitz does what he's told. He keeps his hands up and tries to get a read on his assassin. No dice. All he can see is that lethal, diminuative dagger catching the moonlight; long-sleeves and gloves and a hood conceals anything Kravitz could use to his advantage.

"So, you're the head his royal highness wants delivered on a platter, eh?" The figure in front of him twirls his dagger easily. "You don't seem like you're worth the trouble."

"I'm not, really," Kravitz blurts out, far less calmly than he was hoping for. "I didn't do anything that bad, I beg you to believe me." He's begging for his life in the middle of a dark forest and earnestly hopes to be thought of as unkillably pathetic.

"I heard you made a mockery of the king in front of his entire court."

Kravitz feels himself blanch. "In a manner of speaking, I suppose I did."

The figure in front of him nods for a moment before stashing his dagger. "I think you and I are going to get on just fine, then." The figure pulls his hood back and Kravitz is met with a shock of pale hair and twinkling dark eyes. "Follow me. Unless you wanna risk the woods all by your lonesome," he says liltingly, almost daring Kravitz to follow him. He sets off confidently in the dark, not bothering to wait.

Kravitz fully intends on turning tail and rushing the other direction until he hears a particularly close and loud branch snap.

-

Shadows dance along the wall of the cave as the fire crackles. Taako, Kravitz’s would-be, still-could-be assassin, has been kind enough to show him some hospitality. He's even gone so far as to share some meager rations.

"Where're you headed, anyway?" Taako asks between bites of apple.

"I have this gig at a horribly ritzy wedding up in Crowned Peak that, according to some sources, might also be some kind of an execution or something? All I know is that it pays obscenely, so long as I can get there in one piece." Realistically, Kravitz shouldn't be quite so forthcoming with this information. Makes him an even easier target.

Taako lets out a low whistle. "That's a big trek on the main roads, let alone sneaking around like you are."

Kravitz nods glumly. "Don't I know it."

Taako tosses the core of the apple into the fire and watches the flames dance around. "You need an escort?" He says after a few minutes.

This is obviously a terrible idea. Or a trap of some kind. The classic "escort this dude to a fancy wedding and then kill him for the fancy wedding money and the price put on his head by the sniveling, sensitive king who can't take any kind of ribbing" trick.

"I know how it sounds," Taako continues. "But I don't wanna do the king's dirty work. He sounds like a bore. But I'll get you there in one piece."

Kravitz worries his bottom lip between his teeth. "How do I know I can trust you?"

Taako shrugs. "You can't. But I'm your best option."

"You've got a deal," Kravitz says, holding out his hand. Taako takes it and gives it a firm squeeze.

Kravitz hopes he doesn't wake up with a dagger to the chest. Taako’s such a nice guy.

[kevin-day-is-bi]

raspberry (i'm recruiting) charcoal, lilac, steel, sapphire (specifically the part of your brain that comes up with cool steph thoughts)

-kelso searchforahero :]

hi kelso!!! i'll kill god! bastard never did much for me anyhow. ASKDHSK okayyyyy listen. liiiisten. i had a very strange childhood and have very strange kinks and those just happen to work very well together to make dead dove steph ideas

[meep-morp-meep-morp]

listen listen liiiisten no matter what, there would be at least one omega god watching. see if i could i would project visions like this to chaos as well until he regrets everything. same to molli. ^_^ i could tell them visions of putting them in traps just to see what happens and draw awful things for funsies

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[dreadeves]

i am of the personal opinion that neil josten deserves a lil spinny ace ring

[blustankgirl]

Just, look at him-

Such a fancy fella that takes care of his mom while being a full time bomb makin an flingin, head choppin alcoholic killin machine

This man knows how to keep work like and his family life separate! We just kinda hope if he has kids, he doesn't follow the Degroot tradition of abandoning them at birth until they show an interest in explosives

How I’ve always seen demo: A crazed drunken lunatic who is intoxicated 90% of the time and only really gets his shit together when things get serious.

What everybody else sees: OMG SUCH DAD MATERIAL, SOFTIE GUY WHO PLAYS TRICKS

I-I… where are you all getting that vibe from? Please help me understand?

[ofmdaily]

liiiisten. listen. i acknowledge and appreciate that ofmd has a very diverse writers room with lots of queer people and i think that's awesome like that's exactly what you should do when you make a show but i just cannot stop mentioning how the heart of this production is three supposed cishets LMFAO not in a bad way i have nothing against that i just think it might be the single funniest thing of all time is all

[chellestrash]

Me when you attack me

listen... LIIIISTEN

DONT PRETEND LIKE YOU DIDNT START TODAY!

i could very easily just post that heli picture!

[chellestrash]

listen.

“America’s Ass”

[do-angels-dream-of-starry-seas]

Listen listen liiiisten.

Okay, so imagine a horror movie where the main character is schizophrenic. They go to therapy, they take meds, but they still have to deal with pretty scary hallucinations. Basically, the MC has internalized ableism because they hate their schizophrenia.

So maybe it's like the classic horror trope where there's a killer at a cabin with MC and their friends. The MC though is terrified because they can't tell whether there's an actual killer or not (they watch a friend get killed, friend is alive making dinner later). Worse, they see they can't find their meds, so they're going through withdrawal.

Eventually, the big plot twist is that one of the friends is the killer and was gaslighting and planning to frame the murders onto MC. MC and killer fight, MC wins and while definitely traumatized now, is no longer ashamed of their schizophrenia.

Overall, I just want a movie (horror specifically) where the one with the mental illness is the main character and not a killer because of their "condition".

[isthatbloodonhisshirt]

Thanks for answering my previous question. I also just wanted to tell you how much I LOVE how you go from "oh that idea sounds fun (ref: actions speak louder than words)" to a full 400k fic like *snaps fingers* that. Btw, at the Stackson tag I was "oh yeay!" because I love their dynamic so much in your fics, and remember thinking after like 10 chapters "when the heck is he gonna show up though?" and then laughed so hard at the 'Lizard faced asshole' chapter title, because ofc 😆

LOL Okay but like, it was not *snaps fingers* exactly. It was literal months of me whining at Adara about how much I hated everything and why was writing so hard and couldn’t the fic just write itself or maybe it didn’t have to get written at all, maybe it could just exist in my brain and I could write like, bullet points of the major events and that could be good enough. I am a very big whiner when I am writing something long |D I am still very sorry for Adara who had to listen to me the whole time, and was very patient and just “You can do it. Maybe it’s long enough? You’re doing great.” What a wholesome and wonderful human being lol 

AHAHAHAHA The Stackson brotp tag got me SO MUCH SHIT in that fic because everyone was constantly asking where he was for the first however many chapters but like, GAIZ, THERE WAS A SYSTEM! HE HAD TO BE EASED IN! I needed Stiles to get to ‘The Point’ before introducing Jackson because I knew where he was coming in and Stiles had to be like, comfy but not great so there was some development that had to happen first -throws confetti- (I’ve been throwing a lot of confetti lately, it’s a bitch to clean up virtual confetti, why do I keep doing this?) But like listen, liiiisten, I love my Stackson brotp. If I tag it, it’s gonna be there. It’s gonna be there so hard. I promise. This is my solemn promise to you. If I tag Stackson brotp, it shall exist! 

Thank you so much for being so supportive though, you are lovely and I appreciate it

[kxaito-blog]

I’m incredibly sorry about not being here- A mixture of no motivation and being incredibly sleepy has been messing with my ability to shoot out proper replies. So I’ve mostly been chillin tbh, watching some a/nime and making icons..

Look @ my beautiful boy tho.... He’s such a good...

[cakesunflower]

What about like bad boy cal being soft for you and only you, and then he sees ur ex boyfriend harassing u or some thing

liiiisten. maybe y’all aren’t together yet, the two of you have just been hanging out for a bit and you’re getting to know more of Calum rather than listening to the rumors that you’ve heard about him. and, man, he’s so much nicer, softer than you ever expected and it makes you feel glad that you didn’t listen to what people said about him. but then maybe you two have gone out for the movies and you went to the bathroom as he bought the popcorn and drinks before you could head inside the theater. but when Calum walks over to where you’re standing, he sees some guy talking to you and it’s not until he sees the uncomfortable expression on your face, your body language practically screaming that you don’t want to be around this guy, that Calum strides right over. “can i help you?” he asks the guy, trying to keep his voice steady and you look at him, relieved. your ex looks at Calum, frowning in irritation, “we’re in the middle of a conversation, buddy. it’s none of your business” and that just ticks Calum off and just so he doesn’t crush the food in his hands, he hands you the pack of popcorn and your soda before coming to stand in front of you, his tall and broad figure effectively blocking you from your ex’s view, who’s looking at Calum, completely disgruntled. “it is my business when my date clearly doesn’t wanna talk to you.” there’s no room for arguments in Calum’s hard tone, staring your ex down with a fierce look in his eyes. and maybe your ex doesn’t know of Calum, but just one look at the tattooed man and he knew that Calum was not someone whose bad side he wanted to get on. he was domineering and intimidating and someone who just looked like he could knock him out with one punch. and so your ex left, not entirely in the mood to get a beating, and Calum’s quick to turn his attention to you and you just see how his body relaxes when his eyes meet yours, the tension leaving and his expression softening as he asks in a tone so much more gentle than before, “you good?” and you’re just smiling, because even though he looked like he was ready to fight just a second ago, you visibly saw how his entire persona changed when it came to you, and that kind of just made you fall for him all the more.

come talk to me about Calum

[macaqueyfreedom]

Okay, but I Need To Talk About This

I am 1000% sure someone else has already pointed this out about This Particular Bit, but I haven’t stumbled on any of those posts on it yet and if I don’t talk about it then I Am Going To Actually Explode From Feels.

Okay. Okay. So like.... Listen. Liiiisten. Just Listen.

We always see Az on the left and Cro on the right, and that’s on purpose. Human brains are Weird Little Shits, and we see left-side-oriented things with lateral movement to the right as Good Things, and right-side-oriented things with lateral movement to the left as Bad Things. it’s a thing filmmakers are Very Aware Of and use to subtly influence how we view things in their films.

And what do we have here? Az is on the right, walking towards the left, which our brains read as A Bad Move; and Cro is on the left walking towards the right, which our brains read as A Good Move....

Also? Az is very clearly making a pin-straight bee-line across the screen, whereas Cro, as always, just kind of.... wanders vaguely rightwards with everyone’s favourite snakehipped saunter.

And my pretends-to-be-black-and-twisted But Is Actually a-precious-lil-wibbly-wobbly-emotional-mess fanheart cannot handle this by itself!

[elimorris]

liiiisten, i’m around i’m just also high and listening to show tunes so basically useless but if you wanna chat about showtunes or whatever i’m around is what i’m saying