#made : undated

[pastadoughie]

reason4 rejection : hes a nasstyyy lil freak. eats ciggarette buts of the highhway & never does the dishies badly drawn kitties - 011

[most-datable-undatable]

[stolenlandsshitposts]

Discovered today that this image that has lived on my computer for over a year seemingly never made it to Tumblr. Whoops

[torchvic]

been in this fandom so long i still remember when we called the dateables the UNdateables (luke was always my son even before he was part of the system they have or whatever)

[slimecicle-undates]

whats ur fav food

dude its a toss up between the nutella beavertails or poutine from smokes. i fuck up a wow sized bacon poutine with mushrooms. oh and add cheese sauce and its so good too

[girlivealwaysbean]

my sister called me and kept asking excitedly that what's happening in my life and

[kiwi-kuns-art-tumb]

I literally only heard about this game today what the fuck is happening

Why you shouldn’t support the upcoming game Black Myth: Wukong

Simply put, the creators behind Black Myth: Wukong are raging misogynists.

Founders and creatives of the studio have:

Joked about former female employees hypothetically doing prostitution

Used suggestive/objectifying/derogatory imagery & phrasing in their hiring flyers (under the cut), e.g. “In addition to hookup buddies, we promise to provide more thoughtful services” , “fatties fuck off”, etc.

Written entire think pieces on how video games don’t need female players or developers, how women are biologically inclined towards “softer” modes of gaming than men (there’s also a bit of homophobia mixed in through language such as “fuck sissies”), how some things should just be made for men, etc. “Fuck sissies, fuck tragic love stories, fuck moon-lit peach blossoms and flute-playing scholars! You don't need the reverse motivation of female players, you don't need to take care of those worms who just want to date chicks. Some things are just for men, their depression, their anger, their pain...”

Made numerous sexually explicit (& honestly incel-like) comments including ones about a female character in Black Myth: Wukong, e.g. “once you get used to this [character design] you can jerk off to it”, etc.

Boasted about how they’re losing followers, who must be women

To no one’s surprise, when people criticise the studio online, they’re met with vitriol about how they’re hypersensitive feminists, too politically correct, etc.

Chinese women have been YELLING non-stop on social media about how bad it is so it’s pretty depressing to see that a lot of non-Chinese gamers, even after reading an IGN article covering the situation, are apathetic. I get that a lot of people are excited about the novelty of a soulslike game based on Chinese mythology, but do you really want to support a studio that actively contributes towards and benefits from misogynistic gaming culture?

Talking about separating the artist from their art is bullshit if you're financially supporting them. Boycott! Pirate!

Here are some sources if you want to see detailed translations, learn more about the situation as well as the misogynistic gaming culture at large China:

[neopawlibun]

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[angeltism]

I'm still so embarrassed I need to apologize I need to say sorry I need to make up for doing such a fucking stupid thing . I just . somehow . managed to convince myself someone likes me romantically !!! ??? how fucking entitled am I to be so sure that someone likes me . without them directly saying it !!!! why am I so fucking stupid I hate this so much my lungs hurt why why why why

[akuzondotcom]

Obey Me! Eye HC’s part 2. More info on my HCs down below (undateables coming soon).

Diavolo:

I debated for a long time whether I wanted Dia to have slit or round pupils. I like to take biblical inspiration for a lot of my HC’s but Dia is simply the concept of the devil, rather then being an actual demon from mythology. In the end I decided to make him look very human, save for his eyes. The devil is described as deceptive and handsome, yet something is always noticeably off. Thus I decided to make his eyes the “off” part of him.

Barbatos:

For Barbatos I took inspiration from amphibians and Reptiles. Wanting him to appear slightly uncanny. I imagine him to be much like Levi and be unblinking. However unlike Levi this isn’t because he can’t, but because he chooses not to. I also gave him red eyeshadow to mimic traditional Japanese makeup. As he always prefers the more traditional look. (Also if it looks bad it’s because I was having a bad art day for Barb)

Solomon:

Solomon is simple. Just a regular human guy. I gave him some beauty marks and made him look a tad bit older. I also gave him a rainbow ring in his otherwise black eyes, as his colour is the rainbow.

Simeon (my wife):

Simeon I wanted to be beautiful yet haunting. I imagine him to be visually impaired only able to see shapes and lights. But I also imagine he’s prone to visions of the past, present and future. These visions are sporadic, and can be mundane or important. He has no control over these visions or when they occur.

Luke (my son):

Apologies if this one looks weird, I’m not used to drawing kids 10 and under. Like I wanted to keep simple, I imagine he has a little star at the centre of his eyes that glows brighter when he’s excited. I also wanted him to have freckles and a cute Band-Aid on his nose, after all, he canonically collects them, and I imagine him to be slightly clumsy.

[freebooter4ever]

Alright i googled intentionally negative reviews of the book and yeah it sounds like the sexualization of the dude's youth only gets worse in even more descriptive ways so im forcing myself to quit the book here :/ honestly i didnt expect to be so triggered by the damn thing. The synopsis and 90% of the reviews online are so positive: they talk about the main female character as this empowered art gallary owner who jet sets to festivals and biennales and the pop star dude kinda tags along. It sounded exciting and fun and kinda a tables turned version of nicole and steve's jet setting romance. And i am all too aware of the hostile art world that the main character has established herself in and i was excited to revisit that.

Absolutely none of that happened. Instead it was gross and triggering and frankly just sad :( im disappointed, lol. Especially because so many of my favorite male celebrities are in or were in this kind of age gap relationship. Steve and nicole: 14 yrs? Justin and ally: 12 or 13? Rami hasnt dated anyone less than 10 years younger than him since he was like 35 or something. I remember when taylor started dating hiddles and how odd it felt because i myself felt too young for hiddles. Diego and suki were a 12 years difference or something. And yikes i still remember when norman was dating that 19 year old in his 40s (thank GOD for diane lmao). Like there is definitely a trend. It is noticable. And i absolutely do not think those relationships were absuive - they happened when the women were well established in their 20s. So, i dunno, it would have been nice to read about the ages flipped in a way that was truly a romance instead of an age and youth obsessed confidence boost for the older woman. It makes me sad.

im listening to the book version of the anne hathawa*y rom com and it is even worse, my goodness, this female main character is a self obsessed elitist snob o.O

she also extremely fetishizes the male lead's youth in the same way my abusive ex did that is grossing me out. she talks about how beautiful he is with his smooth skin over and over. they have zero things in common beyond sex. dude run away from this woman. if she is only with you because of your tight skin and quick refractory period.... RUN.

like it would be one thing to read an age difference book where it truly was a meeting of hearts and minds and falling in love... but this aint it. :( i wanted a book that gave me hope about falling in love in my 40s since i squandered my 20s (abusive idiot), and my 30s (workaholic, unemployed). instead this is just squicking me out and making me never want to touch anyone else ever again -_-

[pastadoughie]

reason 4 rejection : levitation is a form of sorcery badly drawn kitties - 012

[jjenthusee]

Woven Hands

jason todd x reader

A/N: thank u to @heavysighing-dreamyeyes for their post linked here for their jason headcanons, they got me dancing and swinging my feet while I wait for my classes. 🤭 ENJOY my small drabble, tell me ur thoughts in the comments :D

also small rant but tell me why i never undated my tumblr app and i was struggling for so long and everything didn’t look like how it was supposed to? 😀 please don’t be like me and update yo shiz like responsible human beings

“Don’t make me do this.” You muttered, standing on top of the couch cushions, water gun hoisted in your pocket, filled completely with sink water.

You felt the weight of the water droop in your pants, you squinted, trying to frighten your opponent. You didn’t have a holster, so your sweatpants pocket was the next best thing.

The couch increased your height, made you stand tall, allowed your voice to be more direct. You wanted to overpower Jason, part-time Red Hood, full time smack talker.

“And what are you gonna do if I don’t listen?” Jason’s eyes lowered, voice deepening to a menacing tone. Invisible cowboy hat tilted on his head.

He stood tall, spreading his legs shoulder width apart, letting muscle memory place him in an opposing stance that’s proven effective each time someone has tried to stupidly test the Red Hood.

He lowered his hands, fingers dancing in the air as he waited to reach for his water gun in his holster.

Lucky fucker was wearing a holster because he’s the Red Hood. Not only does he get a cheat, but he has two water guns?

Completely absurd.

“You might not live long enough to find out.” You tilted your chin up, trying to attempt to be arrogant, but the smirk on Jason’s face was telling you it wasn’t as effective as you hoped.

Maybe if you could actually be taller than him, it would make you sound tough, but looking from just above his eye-level was the best you were going to get.

Jason’s shook his head, slowly, calculating your moves as he never took his eyes off of you.

You met his stare, never blinking as you watched.

You could feel your eyes wavering, shaking the longer you looked.

Jason was calm, his stare locked onto you. Countless interrogations under his belt, aiding him the experience you didn’t have.

“You know we both can’t walk away from this. We have too much history.” He spoke, letting the words settle between your showdown.

You firmly frowned.

“I stand by what I said and if you can’t live with that…I guess you leave me with no other choice.” You quickly grabbed your water gun, angling it to your partner.

By the time you could pull the trigger, water was hitting your shirt. Soaking into your skin as you looked down, watching the fabric darken.

Like in slow motion, you fell to your knees, watching Jason also get his shirt soaked, but not nearly enough as yours.

“No, no, it wasn’t supposed to end like this.” You dropped your plastic water gun, reaching up with your free hands to grab your shirt.

You plopped down onto the couch, letting your body go limp as you laid there.

“I told you, only one of us would walk away from this.” Jason walked over, kneeling next to the couch, where your body lay.

You reach up, feigning shaking hands as you reached for the muscular man with his imaginary cowboy hat.

You gestured for Jason to lean closer, following along with your antics.

You carefully lowered your voice to a whisper, a final wish.

“Delete my search history.”

You closed your eyes, arms going limp as you stuck your tongue out in a bad rendition of fake dying.

Jason laughed, reaching out to grab your hands in between his warm ones.

You never moved, zeroing in on the feeling of your fingers.

Soft caresses. A small peck before Jason littered your knuckles in kisses. Kissing down to your finger tips, then repeating down to your wrists.

“I should’ve chosen a sword fight, how could I choose water guns of all things?” You opened your eyes, shaking your head as Jason continued to worship your skin.

“You’re just pouting.” He said in between kisses, nose pressed into your palm.

“Come on, you always get to kiss my hands, when can I hold yours?” You watched carefully, thoughts slowly lost to the repeated warmth from Jason’s lips.

“Wanna sword fight to find out?” Jason smiled into your hands.

end a/n: serial hand kisser jason changed my life, thank u pooks for ur headcanons and restructuring my brain. and thank u 🫵 for reading my drabble, i just thought this was a silly idea :D

[haikyu-mp4]

Undateable

word count; 486 – gn!reader

“You have to fix this,” Sakusa demanded, storming into your office one Wednesday morning and slamming a magazine onto your desk. You watched unbothered as the pages settled, showing you a list with pictures of different athletes scattering the page.

Eyebrows furrowed, you immediately abandoned your other tasks to deep-dive into the content on this page. You picked it up and quickly turned to the front to double-check which magazine it was before returning to the relevant page.

“Bursting the bubble: These are the least dateable athletes, so you can stop daydreaming about them and start…”

Shaking your head, your eyes moved to the list, finding the grumpy volleyball player in front of you in third place, right below some cocky football player.

They had used a photo of him that was certainly not approved by you, the Black Jackals’ PR manager, where he wore a mask, but you could still see telltale signs of a frown on his face. He was rubbing his hands together, probably with disinfectant, and his shoulders were slightly hunched. Overall, it made him look prickly, but it’s not like his aversion to germs was anything new to the public.

“Sakusa,” you started, shaking your head again and finally looking up to see the unreadable expression on his face. “I’m so sorry this slipped past me. It will have great repercussions for them but unfortunately, it’s printed already.”

The tall man huffed and crossed his arms, almost making you chuckle at the childish attitude. “We can’t burn every copy?”

Now that did make you laugh, trying to cover it up by clearing your throat. “No, dear, we can not.”

“Fuck,” he groaned, head tilting backwards in frustration. You watched as his curls fell back, admiring the pretty athlete. Surely, deeming him not dateable is just to comfort whoever knows they don’t stand a chance with him.

“Language,” you mumbled. Moving the magazine aside, you opened up a new e-mail and got started on a draft to the magazine’s management before looking up your phonebook to find the right contact to call for the legal department.

Meanwhile, Sakusa fished his phone out of his pocket and groaned again. “Komori saw it.” That was all you needed to know to understand his reaction, but he didn’t really have to stick around.

“Don’t you have a setter to please?” you asked sneakily, eyes on him through your lashes as he gave you the stink eye in return.

“Hate when you say it like that,” he complained.

“A ball to spank then,” you continued, finally making the athlete move towards the door with his hands over his ears.

“La-la-la, I’m leaving!” he sang while moving towards the door, making you laugh even after he closed the door.

This goof? Undateable? Now it’s your job to remind everyone of his good sides. Good thing you have him lined up for a new sponsorship starting next week.

masterlist

[cantsayidont]

In an undated letter written in the late 1950s, reproduced in THE LETTERS OF JRR TOLKIEN, Tolkien alludes to the legal difficulties Sam faced after returning from the Grey Havens at the end of LORD OF THE RINGS:

When Master Samwise reported the ‘departure over Sea’ of Bilbo (and Frodo) in 1421, it was still held impossible to presume death; and when Master Samwise became Mayor in 1427, a rule was made that: ‘if any inhabitant of the Shire shall pass over Sea in the presence of a reliable witness, with the expressed intention not to return, or in circumstances plainly implying such an intention, he or she shall be deemed to have relinquished all titles rights or properties previously held or occupied, and the heir or heirs thereof shall forthwith enter into possession of these titles, rights, or properties, as is directed by established custom, or by the will and disposition of the departed, as the case may require.’

You can see how the residents of Hobbiton might have seen Sam's return as the premise of a kind of Agatha Christie mystery plot: favorite servant of eccentric middle-aged local resident departs on an unexpected journey with his master; returns home alone two weeks later; and then conveniently produces a copy of said eccentric local resident's new will, naming the servant the heir to all his property — and the only account the servant can offer of his master's whereabouts is a preposterous story about Elves. Suspicious! Very suspicious indeed!

[obeymeshallwedateaddict]

Hiii!!!

I have a bit of a random, thought about it at 3am type request. How would MC react to the brothers (and the undateables if you have time for a pt.2) carrying around something that reminds them of MC? (ie. keychain, photo, letter, flower etc)

Thx!

Heyyyy I love your request!! I hope you enjoy this one and part 2 with the dateables is coming soon!

Author's note: I'm sorry for the recent delay of my requests and that I've been posting less but I've been busy for the past one to two weeks. I expect to be back to normal by next week.

Summary: You notice that each of the brothers is carrying something around with them that reminds them of you.

Contains: Fluff

GN!MC = reader

You can find more of my work here: Masterlist

MC reacts to the brothers carrying a reminiscent of them.

Lucifer

The first time you see him carry such an object would be either when he is doing paperwork in his study (or wherever it is) or if you're walking down the street with him.

It is a fountain pen that you gave him not so long ago. He just carries it around with him all day. He does his paperwork with it and sometimes swirls it in-between his fingers whenever he's uneasy or just casually walking around.

The pen isn't any interesting itself but to Lucifer it means the world. It's a gift from you after all. And since it's a gift from you he cherishes it like he cherishes his life.

---

Sitting in the study with Lucifer while he's doing paperwork. Suddenly you noticed the fountain pen in his hand that is so smoothly writing on the paper. There was something familiar about it but you couldn't exactly put your finger on it. It's like it was talking to you. And then it suddenly clicked. It's the pen you gave him as a gift when he mentioned that he lost his favourite fountain pen!

MC: "Hey, Lucifer. Is that.. the pen I gave you?"

Lucifer: "Indeed it is, MC. I see you noticed. I have to say... I've grown quite the liking to it. And of course I would. It's a gift from you after all."

Mammon

The first time you noticed Mammon's item could be absolutely everywhere. Why? Because he carries it with him wherever he goes.

It's a keychain you once bought together and you actually also have a matching one as well. He has attached it to his phone and walks around with him every day. Whenever he looks at it a smug expression appears on his face. He has a matching keychain with his human!

He calls it his "lucky charm". Whenever he goes to the casino or to dig up some treasure from some where he attaches it to his belt. Though whenever luck wasn't on his side he'd just blame it on the keychain saying that the "luck energy" died and it needs to "regenerate".

---

You and Mammon where hanging out together in his room. He was sitting casually on the couch, scrolling mindlessly on the phone while yo were carefully counting his money since he demanded that you should do it instead of him since you are his "servant". After a while when you lift your head and look at the second-born you notice the keychain, attached to his phone. You immediately realise where it came from and smile.

MC: "So you attached your keychain to your phone?"

Mammon: "Yea. 'course I would. It brings me luck to carry it around with me. And also it kinda suits my phonecase."

MC: "Is that the only reason though?"

Mammon: shrugs "Fine.. I also carry it around since it reminds me of ya! But don't ya go telling that to anybody! Ya hear me? Now go back to counting the Mammon money!"

Leviathan

Once a while back you and the third-born cosplayed one of his favourite animes together and in the end you ended up taking a bunch of pictures. You made a lot of different poses and different facial expressions. In the end it turns out that Levi had printed some of them out and put his favourite one inside his phonecase.

He loves walking around with it tho he doesn't make it obvious.

Sometimes during class when he is bored or doesn't understand something and had gotten rather irritated, instead of summoning Lotan which earned him a thorough scolding from the eldest, he'd just look at the picture of both of you that's in the back of his phone, which always managed to put a smile on his face.

While gaming or watching anime he'd always make sure that his phone is close so whenever he felt like it he could look at the picture to liven up his mood.

Overall he was utterly in love with it.

---

One day while gaming with Levi in his room, you noticed the picture of you and him, cosplaying in the back of his transparent phonecase. You smile and decide to point it out.

MC: "You put a picture of our cosplay in the back of your phonecase? It's adorable."

Levi: "Uh Y-Yeah. I actually r-r-really like it. T-that's why. Don't think much of it."

You didn't say anything more though you couldn't help but notice the pinkish blush that appeared on the demon's cheeks.

Satan

A while back you and Satan had gone out in a flower field and while laying among the flowers, gazing mindlessly at the sky you noticed a flower that reminded you of the fourth-born. You plucked it up and handed it to him which he happily accepted.

Since that day forward Satan couldn't make himself to throw the flower away. Instead he just carefully put it in-between the pages of one of your favourite books that he owned.

Every once in a while he'd open the book just to see how the flowers has changed and dried. Though in his eyes it never lost its beauty.

---

One day you were sitting together with Satan in the library. You were reading a book while Satan was studying cursed he could prank Lucifer with. That's until you open the book to the page where Satan had put the flower. It didn't take you long to recognise it even if it was completely dried up. You smile.

MC: "Awh, Satan. You kept the flower I gave you.."

Satan looks up from his book with a soft smile on his face.

Satan: "Of course I would. After all you gave it to me which makes it one of my most priced possessions. And where else could you keep a flower that would eventually dry?"

Asmodeus

On one regular day when you walked past Asmo he sucked in a deep breath and exhaled happily. You stopped and looked at him. His expression was relaxed yet satisfied. When you asked him what he was thinking about he said that your scent had sent him into a daze. That day you gifted him the perfume you were using and he so liked.

Asmo kept it in his room. He'd always spray himself with it before going out outside. At some point the perfume ran out but the fifth-born didn't throw out the bottle. He kept it on his vanity just because every time he looked at it it reminded him of you.

He'd often find himself daydreaming about you while looking at the bottle and sometimes he'd glance at it while doing his skincare our make up.

He was obsessed with the little perfume bottle.

---

One time you were with Asmo in his room, doing skincare together when you noticed the bottle. You immediately recognized what it was and smiled but then you saw that there was actually no perfume inside.

MC: "Asmo, why have you kept the perfume bottle when it's empty?"

Asmo: "MC, dear. It just reminds me of you so so sooo much I can't make myself throw it away! I'm even considering to fill it with another perfume so I could use it. It would be soo adorable!!!"

You smiled and shook your head.

Beelzebub

One time when Beel was going to his training you decided to make him a lunch box so he could have something to snack on if he gets hungry. You put a few of his favourite foods in it and wrote him a small letter along with it. "Enjoy your food! Love you! <3"

Ever since the sixth-born saw the small note he always carried it around with him wherever he went.

He'd either put it in his phonecase or somewhere in his bag so whenever he needed a little boost of motivation he'd read it. Though it always made him hungry since there was no food along with the note this time.

---

One day when you were eating at Hell's kitchen with Beel you noticed the note when he pulled up his phone to answer a message from Belphie. It made you smile. Knowing that he kept such a simple and meaningless note.

MC: "Beel? You kept that note? Isn't it meaningless by now? Considering how long it's been?"

Beel: "Meaningless? No it's not meaningless, MC. A letter or a note in the matter could never loose it's meaning when it's from you. Even if it does make me hungry every time I read it..."

You chuckled subtly to yourself.

Belphegor

Upon going to bed one night you noticed that your pillow was missing. You didn't think much of it and just grabbed another one from the closet and went to bed. It turns out the demon of sleep himself took it without warning.

Belphie would always carry it around the house with him.

Whenever he felt the need to nap somewhere, whether it would be the attic or the living room he'd just sleep with that pillow. It practically became his favourite.

It always soothed him and lulled him to sleep simply because the pillow still smelled like you. And Belphie along with the other six can't help but find your scent soothing.

Whenever he'd sleep with that pillow he'd always have trouble waking up afterwards and someone of the other brothers would have to either use force to wake him up or drag him like a sack of potatoes.

---

One afternoon upon walking into the living room you noticed the youngest sleeping peacefully on the couch. You smiled and sat next to him and that's when you noticed that Belphie was sleeping on your pillow that had gone missing a few days ago. You wanted to talk to him about it but didn't want to wake him so you waited patiently for the demon to wake up by himself. And when he did...

MC: "Hey, Belphie. How'd you sleep?"

Belphie: yawning "I slept okay. Though I could use some more sleep.."

You nodded you head and chuckled before speaking up.

MC: "Belphie, I couldn't help but notice... Is that my pillow you're sleeping on?"

Belphie looked down at the pillow and a smile formed on his face.

Belphie: "Yeah. It is. It helps me sleep and I love sleeping with it. It smells like you so when I cuddle it I feel like I'm cuddling you... I hope you don't mind."

A blush creeped onto your cheeks and you smiled

MC: "You can keep it."