#look i can't even fucking tag shit without going off on a tangent

[khaotunq]

when aye asks akk to be his boyfriend, akk says they should sleep. But afterwards aye jumps on him. What do you think happens then? Did they make out a bit? Did akk immediately throw aye off the bed (we know he is capable of that), did they cuddle and talk a bit? Tell us your thought please, we need more of your thoughts.

Plsssss, the concept of Aye immediately being judo-thrown over Akk and onto the floor, landing in exactly the same spot is fucking hysterical. This was never in my head, but now it consumes me.

I have a couple other asks I'm meant to be answering first, damn it, but you sent me this two hours ago and I haven't been able to think about anything else since. You are a plague. A beautiful, perfect plague. I love you so much.

Ahem.

I do think it was probably relatively innocent, whatever happened, considering it's almost canon that their first time - whether it was The First Time or merely Akk first-hand discovering the wonders of blowjobs, who's to say - was at Akk's parent's house, and Akk's not shown as especially bold about putting his hands on Aye before then - not gently, anyway. (This has a potential to tangent, but: Akk does a lot of grabbing Aye by his hoody in the first two episodes alone, and I know because of a mystery pair of gifsets I have half-completed, that he does a fair amount of shoving Aye around later on. But to my memory even when they hug or kiss, Akk typically waits for Aye's hands to find him first, unless it's after The Morning After).

Anyway.

I can't get the idea of Ayan being thrown out of bed out of my head, by the way. It's hard to be serious.

My favourite thing about the entire scene is Akk's helpless smile. The close-ups are wonderful, the แฟน is gorgeous and the little kiss is sublime, but it's the helpless smile after he's turned away that jumps out at me and steals my wallet at knife-point every damn time.

Figs. 1.1, 1.2: Devastating enough on their own

Figs. 2.1-2.3: "Definitely sleeping, not mentally kicking my heels and twirling my hair, no sir, not I." - head prefect and complete fucking liar

Figs. 3.1-3.2: Wanted for wallet theft. Look at that little smile. He can't help it.

Fig. 4: The only reasonable solution.

Truthfully, I think they probably just went to sleep. Ayan jumped on him because he's spiritually incapable of not climbing his beanstalk boyfriend even when he's lying down, even when that beanstalk has only officially been his boyfriend for ten seconds, but I imagine it just evolved into what's fast becoming a signature koala (there's a Khao-koala pun in there and I need everyone just to acknowledge I'm being strong as fuck by not making it) cling and Akk complaining that it's too warm but not really doing anything about it because he's flustered and disbelieving and giddy all at once. He's literally fantasised about this. In exactly this bed. Right in front of this bed's salad.

Figs. 5.1-5.3: when faced with a rare motionless First Kanaphan, get a leg over? K H A O A L A My favourite character trait of Ayan's.

I also imagine it takes Akk a whole lot longer to get to sleep, despite his words. We already know Akk's kept company by his waking delusions when Ayan's in his bed.

Figs 6.1-6.3: a lad and his delusions.

I'd assume that those delusions get so much worse-better when Ayan's clinging to him knowingly, having just kissed him and called him his boyfriend in the softest, warmest voice known to man.

Anyway. All this to say, non: you're a genius, and I am now fully convinced Aye was catapulted into the bathroom. It's the funniest possible outcome.

[pixxyofice]

god wow that ai post really WAS that bad. and from such a promising artist too!! And while I can somewhat see the point of originality cause fanart is based off preexisting stuff, trying to say someone's fanart isn't someone's own true art is so fucking stupid. Like I'm so serious that's so godamn stupid. Inspiration is an inherit human thing! Ofc every piece of media ever is inspired by something, even old shit like superman, dragonball and mario! Acting like that doesn't mean it's someone's "true art" is so arrogant and dumb, especially when trying to make the case that ai isn't bad.

wow it's been a while since a post annoyed me that bad but seriously ai has been the enemy for writers, voice/live-action actors, and artists for months! How is the point missed that badly!

YEAH RIGHT???? like uhhh inspiration comes free with your fucking creativity!! ai has none of that, just algorithms.

Tracing isn't even like ai either, it's practice- knowing how shapes work, and with enough of it, can influence a style... or can simply help inform you how to change it up! Which AI inherently can't do on it's own. It's aggregate date things.

And I'm also tired of ai defenders saying it frees things up for disabled people to make art. Which is wrong! They can always make some type of art without the use of complicated stealing ai which scours places for data sets to smash into itself.

Art can be anything. AI maybe could've been handy- a system to see something similar about your own art, a system that provides something you want to put your own spin on

But no. AI is stealing, and AI is being used to PUT ARTISTS OUT OF JOBS COMPLETELY. I saw a post that claimed that there's been scares like this before, but none of the technology before then just outright made """"new"""" looking art...

We don't need copyright protection, we need restrictions on those AI systems. And if they want to work on making AI better after we make sure employers, uh, Don't? Try to replace artists with things that can make """new""" art, then I think that's fine.

Not to go even further on a tangent but uhhh you know the gay sex cat picture that was ai created and the creator made a bit of a point about which I forgot because once others figured out it was ai generated I deleted and ignored?

Well I was just thinking about that and it's like. If it weren't for the fact that AI has been just rampantly stealing from artists, it would've been a pretty funny post. It's fuckin gay sex cats. But because of the AI thing, we tossed it.

'Stop training the system that will only be used to further devalue artists' kinda thing.

Remember right when the thing started, where there wasn't much data and it was just kinda freaky? People used that for inspiration. That's not stealing, that's exercising creativity, and I just. Ughh.

Thanks for ranting and enabling this rant now uhhh I'm not tagging this except for long post.

[homoerotic-shonen-rival-showdown]

to alleviate the horrors of near-tie finals here's me being annoying about shaman king again

so tao ren right. hater of all time. feral murderous 13 year old -> smug bastard man pipeline (and also the sequels but they're depressing). I love this asshole so much he's my silly rabbit where's my Post

he's so funny because he gets 2 entire homoerotic rivalries except one of them got all the undying respect and devotion and the other one got all the yelling at each other I love them both let's talk about them

so I called him the hater of all time but that was actually a lie I lied to you for funny sentence his entire shtick is breaking the cycle of hatred. he was a hater ever at one point he just stopped because another dude beat him in an anime fight and he immediately starts giving a speech because he is the drama

yes I just took this image from my dms with jelly it's called laziness

and he Will just go off about yoh whenever he wants there's one time where a guy hands him a mic and asks for a few words about his opponent (which was yoh) and he was like fuck you I'm not saying shit and then proceeded to gush about him for like 3 pages

one time yoh sacrificed his life's goal to raise him from the dead and he got really mad about it because he would have rathered he stayed dead than have him lose that it was very odd

and also kind of depressingly hilarious because getting raised from the dead was when he met his canonical future wife (because this isn't sasuke and naruto enough) and he just fully ignored her the entire time they do not even speak. takei my man the inherit intimacy of resurrecting someone you were SO CLOSE can you tease renmei without having him look longingly at his rival

FOR FIVE MINUTES??? the world would be a better place if takei let ren and jeanne have one conversation on screen before marriage and also kept these scenes exactly the same. I could die happy

but no we can't have premarital conversations apparently man fuck you

THIS IS THE SAME GUY WHO WROTE YOH AND ANNA AND OSOREZAN REVOIR I DO NOT KNOW HOW HE- no renmei tangents goose shut the fuck up

he also does treat him like a rival but it is so one sided it isn't even funny. yoh's just like that's my bestie :3 he's so smart and cool <3 ily! meanwhile ren is just

also have a bunch of screenshots I took watching 2021 for the first time that are certainly something

^ I literally do not know why it's worded like this there is no reason. kodanshaism? ^

they're so silly I love them

and then there's The Other One

I don't have like a hororen thesis or anything because they didn't fundamentally alter my brain chemistry when I was 14 I just think they're neat. there's actually a hororen week event happening right now you should check it out their tag here is literally just me atm

they're just my boys and I love them and their one scene together in red crimson physically hurts me

I showed my friends this scene below and their first response was just a chorus of "GAY?" when this happened

hororen doesn't really have as much canon stuff but it does have Funny Stories

like That One Time I Convinced Someone They Where Married and Beefing With a Child by complete accident

or of course the iconic kodansha translation accidentally canonizing romantic feelings moment that left me on the floor for 40 minutes after I read it

I fell out of my chair it was very dignified and not overdramatic

my boys <3

so I was gonna make on of my classic really long infodump posts but I got lazy idk I might do it in a reblog here later but

I had to show you this image I spent way too long creating because the group chat left me on read

[alfredhoe420]

soooo i got bored and decided to write some angst-it’s my first time writing angst so i hope it’s good-

background info:there’s powers and magic, mason is the asshole ex boyfriend while emerson is the ‘villain’ not-boyfriend-but-want-to-date new guy, ENJOY

tagged: @thewaywardimpala @literally-magnus-bane

Emerson was flipping through his book, probably searching for a spell of some kind. Although I really don't see the point in doing this now. Would have been better when they were just shouting. Mason starts to throw potions from the wall Emerson.

“EM, DUCK!” I thankfully warn him before any of the bottles hit him. I'm useless at the moment, I should have known better than to follow mason here.

“All you have done is cause trouble to this town, you've destroyed half the buildings!” Mason is apparently multitasking now, throwing objects and throwing insults. “On top of all that your a horrible arch nemesis”

“Didn't know that's what I was, thought I was just the extremely handsome star quarterback” I swear if Emerson survives this I am so killing him myself. I give him my best are-you-kidding-me look.

“ Mason, we can just talk about this,!” I turned to Mason trying to get him to hear me out. “Lets just go home there's no reason for this fighting” I try to walk towards him with my hands up to maybe calm him slightly. I get lifted from the floor and start moving backwards. I quickly feel sharp pain throughout my body.

“You fucking prick!” I hear Emerson shout as I feel myself drop to the floor. I can already feel the tears in my eyes as I try to get my breathing back, the ringing in my ears never leaving. I keep my eyes to the floor as I try to focus my breathing. The mix of ringing and pounding in my head was not helping. There must be some way I can get everyone out in one peice. I can’t call the police or they would arrest Emerson, I dont have anyone besides the firm but they wouldn't understand. I raise my eyes from the floor to see Mason taking a more defensive stance. The furniture around me starts to float. I look over to Emerson who looks to be saying something although I can't seem to hear anything. The floating furniture starts to break apart and fall to the floor.

“ How did you just do that!’ Since when was Mason so loud. I try to get my vision to even out.

“ i'm not telling you a prick like you”

“ not very creative with those insults.”

“Jeez why would anyone date you!.” I start to glare at Emerson, I see him look my way giving a small sorry before turning back to Mason.

“HEY! Don't look at her, she's not a part of this.” I really was saying that i'm the whole reason that they were even in the same room, but it was probably a bad time to even think about that. “ Since when fighting has turned into throwing insults, start throwing punches, you shit”

“ this turned into an insult match when you lost your floating items” Guess even in a time like this Emerson will be a smartass. Mason starts to move forward, he's using his power to float some leftover furniture into the air. Emerson stays in his place, why isn't he moving? Shouldn't he be moving? Isn't that how fighting works? I center my feet on the ground using the wall as my support, taking my eyes away from the fight is probably a bad idea but I have to get up if I want to solve any of this, I slowly move from sitting to resting myself on my knees, resting to let the pounding in my head settle before I move more. I take a breath in before giving a push of energy to stand. My head started spinning more. I could tell there was shouting and breaking going on but everything was mumbled and sounded watery. I keep my hand on the wall hoping to get the spinning to stop, I fall back to sitting, shit that wasn't the plan. I see the blurry outline of items that were once floating now on the floor and what looks like a broken potion by Mason’s feet. Em must have thrown a power weakener. Emerson still isn't moving, he must know that the potion can only last so long.

“Mason please, listen to me.” He finally turns to look at me,”please let's just go home”

“Really you want to go home with that asshole! He literally just threw you against a wall” Why is Emerson speaking i'm trying to help him. I take my eyes off of Mason to look at Emerson.

“Emerson this is not your relationship, I loved him”

“Exactly ‘Loved’, you wouldn't know what love was if it hit you in the head” Now that one hurt, I’m sure my face showed it. Emersons face quickly turned to shock as he probably realized what he said. As if he could say anything he doesn't know what love is either. I didn't realize I was crying but I can taste the tears on the corner of my lips. I look over to Mason, he looks bored of what's going on.

“Can we wait till after I throw you into jail for the sob story to appear?” He starts to float the broken furniture again, the potion seemed to wear off. I don't even bother to look over to Emerson. I had been sitting the whole time, but at this point I just want to get out of here. The door was behind Mason,if I can get up I might be able to turn invisible long enough to get myself at least to the door without them noticing. I glance from the door to their fighting, they seem to be busy shouting at each other. I plant my feet on the ground in a running position. Hopefully I can make it to the door without passing out. Once I get out the door I don't know what to do. I give a final glance over to the fighting. Emerson has turned more defensive while Mason is going full offence. I see Mason get ready to throw what looks like a broken leg of a table at Emerson, my heart hurts thinking about him not getting out of this alive. I can't think that I have to run while they're distracted.

“That's all you got! How would you like it being thrown at you!”

I close my eyes and focus on getting the power to run . It's been awhile but I hope it works. I open my eyes and see my hands and feet have disappeared. I look up to the door and sprint as fast as I can. I’m at the door when I feel a sharp pain throw my back. I look down and see I'm no longer invisible and seem to have the table leg through my stomach.

“That wasn't the plan,” I mutter as I feel my legs give out under me.

“SYDNEY! Oh no, shit! It's gonna be okay” Emerson has run up to me and is kneeling by me. I look over his shoulder and see Mason on the ground with a broken potion by his feet. “It's just a knockout potion, look at me please,” I look into his eyes although they're starting to get blurry at this point, “I'm so sorry I didn't think he would dodge it so quickly. If I knew you were behind him I wouldn't-” I shush him. He's going on a tangent and I can tell he's starting to panic. I slowly move as best I can to rest my head on his shoulder. I can feel his tears starting to fall onto me. “I promise everything is going to be okay. Come on, let's go, I have to get you to a hospital.” He starts to get up but I put my hand on his shoulder, stopping him.

“What have I said about promises you can't keep.” My voice is weaker than I thought it would be. “Just,stay please.” I pull him back down. “If I don't make it I don't want my last memories to be running to a hospital.” I look up to where he's now sitting in front of me, I bring my hand up to his face,”please let me have my possibly last moments be of you and, “ I bring both my hands to hold his face. “This amazing face of yours.” he leans into my hands and smiles and throws tears. The room starts to get darker and I can feel my hands getting heavier. I take my hands from his face and lean into his chest. He brings me closer and I feel him bringing me into his lap and wrapping his arms around me.

“Please don't go '' I hear him say above me, his voice sounds like it's breaking but it's getting quieter. I'm surprised I've lasted this long.

“We both knew this day would arrive,” I pushed myself further into his arms. “Emerson?” I look up at him as he pulls away slightly to be able to look at me. I pull my hand from my side and rest it on his face. “Thank you for showing me what my worth is, and for teaching me to never settle for anything or for anyone.” I know my own tears are falling and I can feel myself drifting in and out of consciousness. “I know you're not gonna believe me but I want to thank you for also teaching me that what is right and wrong aren't as clear as black and white” I can barely get my words out as I'm crying and trying to keep my breathing going. “ I'm not gonna have my last words be a sappy I love you. because that's not true, I’m not gonna lie and say I love you when it's not true.” My breathing is slowing. I try to keep it going so I can just finish what i need to say. “I might not love you but I know I now have the capability to love you, and I wish I had more time to do that.”

“Sydney I-” why is he talking now he has so many chances to. My tears fall faster.

“I care so much about you Emerson,” I feel my breathing start to give out. The adrenaline is wearing off and the pain is kicking in. I've been looking into his eyes but never really registering them in my brain as I've been talking. “Your eyes look amazing in this lighting.” I laugh out loud when I feel my last breath as I rest my head against his chest and close my eyes.